THE KINKY POET

Wishful poem

In just a White shirt and stocking tops you're sitting on the chair, in my dreams I'm kneeling in front of you, I can't believe I'm there

I hesitate to touch you, I try to take in this wonderous sight, I'm in front of a Goddess, my dream girls here tonight

I slowly reach for the shirt, its showing all your pretty shapes, you look so very sexy, I stare at the way the cotton drapes

I undo the highest button, it reveals your flawless skin, I'm desperate to remove this shirt, to see your treasures hid within

Each button shows a little more, your cleavage is soon on show, I take the time to look at it, then on I slowly go

It starts to fall open revealing your body to my eyes, I see you slip out a little smile, when you heard my delighted sighs

Soon it was open I've never wanted a thing so much, my eyes took in all of you, I was hungry for a touch

I looked up you nodded, I put my trembling hand upon your skin, desire washed all over me, my body ached for sin

I put my hands upon your high top covered knees, I pushed the open wide, pantieless I could see, your wetness glistening deep inside

You laid back and gave me room, I put my mouth around your mound, I slowly kissed your pretty Rose, you could here a sipping sound

I began to lap at you, I parted your Roses petals with my thumbs, I wanted to please my Goddess I wanted to make you cum

I felt your hands on my head, you raised up to give be more, I ate from a Goddess that night, whilst kneeling on your floor

Your nectar flowed freely, you began to grind my face, we kept perfect symmetry, no matter how we changed the pace

I felt your inner thighs begin to tense, you were nearly there, you let go of my head, then you gripped onto the chair

I sucked hard on your Rose bud, with a sigh you cum and soaked me with your juice, I licked up every drop if the nectar you had just let loose

You pulled me up and we hugged, then we shared the longest kiss, the ending to a perfect night, well that would be my wish
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Instead it's time to turn off my light, go to sleep all on my own, another wishful poem, left written on this poets phone

THE KINKY POET 

Masters cage

I feel so very safe and content locked inside my masters cage, quietly reading my new list of rules, written on a page

Learning all the do's and don't's to make my new master smile, it helps me to pass the time whilst alone, if only for a while

Then I hear the key turn, my masters here to play, I get giddy with excitement, this part really makes my day

I wonder if he'll dress me up or bind me down real tight, then if I'm a very good girl  I'll share his bed tonight

I just love it when I serve him, I love nothing more than sitting at his feet but my masters loving aftercare truly is a treat

No matter what fun we've had, no matter the style of kinky play, afterwards he cares for me in a gentle tender loving way

He will bath me and dry me off, tend to my marks and anywhere I'm sore, then scoop me up in his arms and carry me across the floor

Lay me on his great big bed, then tuck me in so tight, then lay down next to me, we hug throughout the night

Then in the morning I write about it on my diaries page, safely locked up in my special place, inside my masters cage

THE KINKY POET 

Your playtime

Hands bound above your head, you're naked hanging bare, you are blindfolded with a silk scarf but you can feel I'm there

I run the flogger down your back, you get a tingle on your skin, your nipples start to harden as the anticipation grows within

The moment that the flogger strikes, you scream out a sexual cry, you feel the endorphins running wild, you get a pain lust high

The leather gnaws at your flesh, with each strike it cuts in deep, you get such a orgasm as your blood just starts to seep

Your juices started running I decide to take a dip, I push my fingers deep inside, I take myself a sip

I turn you around on the hook, so I can play with and suck your tits, I'm making sure I leave my mark, whilst fingering your slit

Soon you are thrashing around, I have got you on the edge, you start to beg me to let you cum, so I make you wait, then push you off that ledge

Legs buckled you're hanging on the hook, your playtime has been done, I hope you enjoyed the flogger dear, I'm sure you had some fun

THE KINKY POET 

Christmas dream fairy

Christmas is coming, I just don't know what to do, I put a dream on my Christmas list, I want just one night with you

Snuggles on a big fur rug, in front of a roaring fire, sharing kisses romantically is my one desire

Holding you in my arms, our bodies skin to naked skin, under the light of the fire place, we indulge in Christmas sin

You are so very beautiful I touch your every sensual curve, I've been a good poet this year so this gift I do deserve

Sipping mulled wine with chocolates, we share this Christmas treat, as far as I'm concerned this gift just can't be beat

Mistletoe above us by Christmas law we have to kiss, again our lips blend as one, the taste is such pure bliss

You are my Christmas dream fairy, I want to be your poet Elf, just come to me on Christmas eve and simply help yourself

THE KINKY POET 

The edge

Let me take you to the very edge and leave you hanging there, you're desperate for that final push but I don't seem to care

Lapping and licking my tongue brings you closer than before, now you're getting frantic, you need a little more

Creeping ever closer, your body wanting you to cum, I'm just hanging back, I'll decide when that deed is done

I'm in complete control, tonight your pussy's mine, I will leave you on heaven's edge, for the longest

Pinned down on the bed, you can't even raise your hips, so you can't force my tongue to rub harder on your lips

You are at my mercy, I have all the power and control, I'll decide when you cum, my sexy little doll

Anticipation building, your need for release is strong, I've left you on the edge, for what seems so very long

All of your begging and pleading has fell upon deaf ears, I will push you when I like, I go slowly through my gears

Each lick is deeper, their getting faster all the time, soon I might let you cum but the decision will be mine

I can see the ache in your eyes, feel the want between your thighs, you are getting frantic, I hear your moans and sighs

Then I decide to put you out your misery, I make you cum with such a whoosh, released from orgasms edge, it only took a push

THE KINKY POET 

Perfect gift

Well it's nearly Christmas I've got my letter for Santa written, I've been quite a good poet this year and there's only one gift by which I'm smitten

I hope Santa thinks I'm deserving, I hope to find it underneath my Christmas tree, wrapped in lace and a pretty tag, saying it's a gift for me

For there's just one thing I want, I'd say it's a aching need, so please, oh please dear Santa don't make me beg and plead

Let me get the special gift, please bring it in your sack, let Rudoloh guide you to my door, I'm sure he's right on track

I will unwrap it carefully, cuddle it everyday and night, love it forever and always treat it right

I know i sound quite desperate, I guess that's just how it seems but the only thing I want for Christmas is the girl who haunts my dreams

So please Santa bring her, may your Reindeer travel fast and swift, bring her from inside my dreams, please bring my perfect gift

THE KINKY POET 

A kiss across the ether

A kiss across the ether lands gently on your moistened lips, my lips brushing yours as my tongue steals a few sips

I can taste your nectar, you taste like the finest wine, delicate and delicious, you truly are devine

I hope that I don't wake you, I pray my kiss just nestles on you whilst you sleep, then it blends into your dreams as inside your heart i creep

So for a fleeting moment i hope you felt my softest, sweetest kiss, sent from this poet, carrying a loving tender wish

So if you stir from your slumber, feeling you may not be alone, it might be the special kiss written about on this poets phone

If my kiss makes it's way across the void, I'll try to send you more, maybe my desire for you, might touch you to the core

I hope you feel me close to you, do you feel my warm embrace, I hope you get to dream of me, the thought makes my heartbeat race

So sleep well my girl, I hope we can meet in our dreams tonight, I will search for you in mine, i hope your there this night

So from this dream state kiss, I hope it brings you near, I pray a kiss across the ether, is felt sent by this poet here

THE KINKY POET 

Do you need a moment

When you read my poetry does it touch you deep inside, do my stanzas make you damp, because of their kinky side

I wonder if I can turn you on from laying in my lonely bed, I hope my words reach inside and put thoughts inside your head

How far do my words reach, do you fantasise when you're alone, reading my sexy poetry, you've kept secretly on your phone

When I write my kinky poetry I imagine you alone at play, it inspires me to write more  poems, each and everyday

I hope when you take a moment sometimes I am in your play, touching you seductively in a loving way

Do you feel me kissing you, do I taste your sweetest Peach, even though I'm miles away and you are out of reach

But maybe in my stanzas, pleasing you within a rhyme, for a fleeting moment, dear dream girl you are mine

So please read all I write, take as many moments that you need, enjoy yourself with my words, I hope they do their deed

So here's another poem, for you to read hopefully whilst wearing lace, I hope this pleases you and puts a smile upon your face

THE KINKY POET 

Six of the best

You must stay after class today, you've been a naughty girl, don't bother arguing, so don't let your lies unfurl

Look how short your skirt is, I can clearly see your stocking tops, it's time for you to knuckle down, this is where your playtime stops

Assume the position bend over that's it all the way, you're going to get a thrashing, until you heed the words I say

Right Let me get your black lace panties, I'm going to pull them down, I don't know why your smiling girl but soon you'll have a frown

As the first blow lands, you let out some sort of sexual sigh, there's no sign of you being hurt, not I single tear or cry

So a landed another this time with much more force, you let out a whimper,  i thought right now we're back on course

Your little creamy ass was marking up, you still had four to go, I wanted to rub it better but a weakness I couldn't show

Then I realised things had changed you were, lifting up to meet each spank, i heard you whisper but only heard, the words Daddy and then thank

Then your breathing changed, it became faster, louder, deep, I could see stuff running down your leg, juice as your pussy seemed to seep

I couldn't take much more if this, I turned you around, I led you my chair, I bent you right over and entered you right there

Your pussy was so ready, I pounded with all my might, you were pushing back so hard, your pussy was so very tight

You had several orgasms, then after a while I had to cum, each time I pounded you, I also slapped your bum

Then in a great crescendo we both came at the same time, you really are a special girl, I hope you know you're mine

Detention was over now, it was time to go straight home, let me know you got home safe, call me on the phone

I better tidy up, then I've still two more cleaning jobs to do, I'll see you at home once I'm done, I'll be late because of you

When you come to work with me, I should know you want to play, I guess I love a kinky pervert, what more can I say

But I love you dearly, now go home and get dinner done then rest and if you've been a good girl, you'll get another six of my caning best

THE KINKY POET 

True to my word

If I sat here quietly, would you let me watch you play, I promise I'll be silent, not a single word, I'd say

I want to watch you fantasise, run your fingers through your hair, just take no notice of me, pretend that I'm not there

You push my wheelchair into place, I'm positioned at the end of your double bed, you make sure that my brakes are on, then kiss me on the head

Slowly take off your lingerie, you just drop it on the ground, even though you're wearing lace, I don't make a sound

Let me see you play with your tits, watch your nipples stand erect, listen to you let out a sigh, as a pull has the right effect

Even though it's quite dark, I can still see you in this light, as your hands run down your body, your legs are still shut tight

You begin to stroke your thighs, like Aladin rubbed his lamp, slowly but surely you opened up, I saw you legs unclamp

Even by this tiny light your pussy's moisture shone, I see your fingers part your lips, then a few were gone

Buried in your pussy, I loved to watch you fill your hole, but all the time making sure I could see seemed your aim, your goal

I always had the perfect view, I loved watching as you cum, juice running out your pussy, sliding down your bum

After you sat slowly up, I was quiet throughout your sexual play, you told me for being true to my word, I can play one day

THE KINKY POET