THE KINKY POET

The magic name

Do I call you my Goddess, or simply say you're the girl of whom i dream, maybe I should call you babygirl or call you, my one and only Queen

But what's truly in a pet name, does it portray the way I feel, does it show I adore you, does it show my love is real

If I call you babygirl, does it mean I love you more, or is my Queen a more fitting name, does it reach into your heart and core

I could call you my Flower, a Rose by any other name, does that sound more loving, or are they all the same

I wish I knew the name to use, one that would help me steal your heart, capture you from across the void, though we're miles apart

What should I call you, is there some name that still remains, or do my poems show you my love and there's no need for a special name

Am I grasping at straws or is this just some sort of naming game, as long as you know how I feel, I suppose there's nothing in a name

THE KINKY POET 

On the prowl

Hungry like a Lion, I slowly pace back and forth and prowl, I can smell you in the wind, I'm on the hunt right now

Your sex as reached me from far away, now there's nowhere for you to run, I'm gonna hunt you down like prey, I'm gonna make you cum

Pin you down and make you mine, I'll take you real hard with force, fucking you hard from behind, like lions do of course

Sinking my teeth into your flesh, the male must leave his mark, aggression mixed with desire, my sexual hunger has been sparked

Like prey on the African plain, I've got you on the run, you try though its useless, your weak resistance is dead and done

Submit like a lioness, let your conqueror have my way, then i might take you gently in a caring loving kinda way

But if you put up a fight, if you want it nice and rough, i will fuck you hard and fast, until I've had enough

Then I will pound you very hard, I'll make you scream and howl, this is what happens when you are prey and I am on the prowl

THE KINKY POET 

Outside our dreams

I'm sure she must be out there, somewhere I'll find my Queen, or am I cursed to loneliness except when I'm in my dream

Is she only a figment of my hearts wishes, a Queen who isn't real, is she just a need I have, to love, to care and feel

Is she out there in the void, looking also for her King, someone to make her life complete, and the happiness it would bring

A King and Queen together, would be a fairytale come true, but for now I wander through my dreams, still searching just for you

I wonder do you do the same, when alone at night in bed, do you imagine someone like me, a King designed inside your head

Made to fit all your needs, to fulfil your empty heart, to make you feel less lonely, though we're worlds apart

You could make my life complete, I could do the same it seems, if only we could find each other, in a world outside our dreams

THE KINKY POET 

Between your thighs

Lay there in your comfy bed, drift off and close your eye's, imagine me with you, my head between your thighs

Spreading your pretty lips, to get to the bud inside your Rose, kissing her so gently, has the excitement starts to grow

Petals parted by my thumbs, my tongue probing on your clit, licking, flicking, lapping, stealing the juices from your slit

Juices running freely, you beg me " Please my love don't stop", there's no chance of me stopping babygirl, I want every drop

Waves of orgasm come constantly, they crash against your shore, I start to eat you deeper, I want to bring you more

Your hands are on my head, you grind against my face, I stick some fingers in, I thrust them hard with pace

You begin to rise and fall, with perfect timing you roll your hips, you go up as my tongue goes down, you assist me with my dips

Your breathing getting faster your heart races, so fast it starts to beat, now you're laying in a wet fantasy, you better change that sheet

Silently you control your breath, now I'm gone that's no surprise, but you've been left saited and wet between your thighs

THE KINKY POET 

The dungeon door

The bright light blinds me, as you open up the dungeon door, this could only mean one thing, the mistress want some more

Unchained from the wall, I'm led directly to her bed, first she gives me water, then asks has her slave been fed

I nod to her to say I had, my eyes fixed firmly on the floor, I must never make eye contact, with the Queen that I adore

She runs her hands across my skin, she orders me to shower, she sounds so loving and caring, but you can feel her power

I shower quickly then get dried, I'm now ready to be her toy, she lays me down on the bed, tonight I'm her special boy

She tells me not to touch her with my hands, i must not touch her skin, then she starts to suck my cock, so let her fun begin

She loves to tease and take control, I must not make not make a sound, she bites me, for a reaction, but by her words I am bound

No touching, no noise, just take what she has to give, I'm there just to be her toy, this is how her slave must live

She climbs on to my cock, still my arms are by my side, she tries to make me lose control, as she begins to ride

Claws deep in my chest, she's grinding hard down on my dick, I still remain stone like, imagining I'm somewhere else does the trick

She soaks me with her cum, she says I'm her favourite whore, then she tries to make me cum, but I hold firm so more

I'm on the edge of orgasm, I feel like I will explode, I close my eyes and think of normal things, trying to keep my load

Then she steps off me, I'm ordered now to wank, I'm so close to cumming, it just takes a little yank

I did as I was told, the mistress has had her controlling way, she smiled and patted my arse as I was led away

Back to my empty cell, chained against the wall once more, left alone in darkness, behind the dungeon door

THE KINKY POET 

The Cat whose got the Cream

Oh to be beside you, to have you laying in my arms, looking down into your face, being mesmerized by your charms

Feeling your body next to mine, entwined we feel like one, sharing the night together, until we greet the new days Sun

Kisses raining down on you, I smother you with love, I'm looking at a Goddess, whilst I'm on my elbow up above

Watching your smiling face, to see love returned with your eyes, knowing you're the perfect girl, to me is no surprise

Your perfect smile, your perfect curves, everything about you is so right, I can't believe you are here, to share my lonely night

To feel you run your hands on me, truly is such bliss, I'd love to have you with me all the time, would be my perfect wish

It would feel amazing, I'd be the Cat whose got the Cream, if I could only get you, to step out from my nightly dream

THE KINKY POET 

If I could be your mirror

If i could be your mirror, I'd get to see you every day, I'd help you.pick out outfits, for your work, your rest and play

I'd see you put on makeup, I'd watch you brush your hair, a chance to spend sometime with you, a chance to just be there

To be there when you have self doubt, when you're not sure you are enough, to show you how gorgeous you are, when life seem a little tough

To show you the Queen you are, to show you the girl I see, a reflection of your beauty, of the Goddess who stands in front of me

Trying hard to make you see, the Goddess I see each day, I can only hope oneday you see yourself, I can only hope and pray

So if I was your mirror, you'd have a reflection full of love, I'd be there hanging on your wall, looking down from high above

Then everytime you stopped by, I'd hope to see you smile, then I'd know that you're happy and my job would be worthwhile

THE KINKY POET

Power exchange

That's it you dirty bitch, get right down on the floor, I'm gonna rip your panties off, you're gonna be my whore

There be no foreplay, no romance, tonight it's rough, I'm gonna fuck you hard, until I've fucked enough

Get on all your fours, I want you on your hands and knees, yes your gonna get carpet burns, as I do as I please

I spit for lubrication, I rub my fingers on your slit, I encircle your soft plump clit, I pull on it for a bit

I feel you buck as the pain struck, I whisper do you want some more, you reply "yes Daddy, I'm a pain hungry dirty whore"

I'm gripping your clit real hard as I'm doing you from behind, growling as I fuck you, showing not one ounce of kind

Pounding hard and thrusting fast, I want to cause you pain, I feel your pussy oozing as you start to cum again

With each thrust you now get a spank, with one hand I grab your hair, I pull it hard, you cry out, do you really think I care

Soon I'm close to cumming, I pull out and go around the front, I push my cock into your mouth and use it like a cunt

Soon I explode in your mouth, you do not waste a drop, I push deep in to make you gag, then I decide to stop

You look up and wipe your chin, i help you to your feet, you tell me I did well today, I've earned a special treat

Tonight I can share your bed, there be no beatings filled with rage, I get to hug my mistress and not sleep in my cage

THE KINKY POET 

Glad to help

There you are in my door, wearing nothing but your skin, it's plainly obvious why your here, you've turned up wanting sin

No words are exchanged you come straight to my bed, you grab my cock with your hands and start to give me head

My sharft hardens to your mouth, I grab handfuls of your hair, I begin to fuck your mouth, but it don't end just there

I pull you up off my cock, you slide up and sit a stride, I start to suck your massive nipples as you guide my cock inside

You start to ride me slow, you push down as you start to grind, your hips swaying back and forth, your fucking blows my mind

I grasp your hips to pull you down, I tried to take control, you just pushed them off you, then continued to pitch and roll

I reached up to your nipples, I gave them a twist and pull, still you gave no reaction, by now I want it all

With all my strength I rolled you on your back, I was determined to make you mine, I pushed myself between your thighs, now this fuck was mine

I grabbed your wrists and pinned you down, your body was mine to own, I wasn't going to relinquish power, I'm like a dog who has a bone

Ramming my cock into you, I'm looking in your eyes, at last there's a reaction, has you release some whispered sighs

Now I know I've got you, your silence has now been broken, your attempt at being in charge was gone, not real but just a token

Now I have you submission, I let your wrists go free, you place your nails into my back, I love it when you claw me

Claws scratching long and deep, fire up my aggressive spark, I put my mouth to your tits, I want to leave my mark

Gnawing at your ample flesh, a bruise appears real slow, I continue you bite and suck it hard, it will take ages for that bruise to go

Your hands move down to my arse, your hips they rise and fall, I begin to pound you hard and fast, I've nearly gave my all

Together we get faster, then you let out a orgasmic scream, just at that moment I fill your pussy with my cream

You climb off my bed without a word, you tip some imaginary hat, you wink then say " laters babe, I really needed that"

THE KINKY POET 

I remember the first time

I know this is your first time, I will take it nice slow, we can do it gently step by step, I'll control it as we go

I'll ease you into it, just tell me when you want to start, I'm honoured that you chose me, I mean that from my heart

I understand what a big deal this is, I'm just as nervous as you are, I want to take it steady, I don't want to go to far

I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to make you sore, because you've never done anything like this before, doesn't make you a nasty whore

It's quite a normal thing, I promise your not alone, go look on Google, there's loads of us, search it in your phone

Right are you sure you're ready? I won't do the ropes to tight, I will spank you gently, I'll take it carefully tonight

Here comes the first strike, I don't want it to be a shock, of course I find it horny, take a glance down at my cock

Just tell me if you want it harder, so I can judge your pain, if you want another spank, tell me to strike you once again

That was many years ago, now you just can't get enough, I know how you like it, when you want it hard and rough

Now you are a kinkster, we live in a secret world of pain, vanilla to the outside world, but that is just a game

Deep inside our secret world, we are both so wild and free, I found the perfect partner, to bring the kinkster out of me

THE KINKY POET