THE KINKY POET

Hi peeps

This is a prelude to the Vampire gothic series I'm hoping to showcase next, I hope it gets the same support my Rose series did, for which I'm grateful 

Anyway enjoy

Vampire King

The lightening strikes the tower, on a castle way up high, it is a dark foreboding place, from its turrets comes a cry.

For in the highest keep, a maiden bows her head, the Vampire king keeps her their, shackled to her bed

He comes to her every night, on her blood he loves to feed, he forced himself upon her, he did a heartless deed.

She was a purest maiden, the type no man had ever touched, now she was a woman, with him shes seen so much.

The key turns in its lock the cell door opens wide, the Vampire king his standing there, his minions by his side.

He waves a hand and they turn away, together they are alone, he looks like a young man, but has spent lifetimes on his throne.

He moves in close towards her, he can feel her body shake, he doesn't care, he is the king, she is his for him to take.

He puts his fingers through her hair, he pulls her head back he looks upon her vein, his teeth sink into her flesh, he's feeding once again.

But tonight it will be different, she can feel she's losing life, tonight the king will turn her, she will be his wife.

As her last breath leaves her, he looks into her tear soaked eyes, he whispers " Tomorrow night your thank me" he watches has she dies

Next night when she awakes, she has a hunger she cant hide, she must drink from a vein, she is a Vampire bride.

All dressed in a long black dress, its made of the finest lace, her skin is so ivory White not a blemish on her face.

She runs her hands down her body her muscles are hard and firm, not a single ounce of fat, with each touch she can confirm.

In walks the Vampire king, his magnificence shows in every stride, he calls to her, she runs to him, she is his Vampire bride.

He tells how he loves her, how she will never age a day, she agrees, she feels wonderful, they kiss and start to play.

She looks up and says to him, "My king it would seem that you were right, you said I'd say thank you, when you made me yours last night".

Now they live in eternity, in a Castle way up high, there love will last forever, in the darkest sky.

THE KINKY POET

Facets of love

So many different people, so many ways to love and play, each person have their little quirks, it's how they feel that day

One day they may want sex rough, the next just be held all night, tied up and beaten, whose to say what's wrong or right

Some love to be controlled, they have a need to serve and to obey, to sit at their dominants feet, to be on call all day

Some dress up as characters, the do scenarios during sex, some risk playing a dangerous game, by sleeping with a ex

There are dominants and submissive's, men are Daddy's, sometimes Sir's, Mistresses and Mummy's, the name that she or he prefers

There are so many different types of love, all of which are real, physical or online, they all have their own appeal

Some like to be cute littles, they love sitting on their grown ups lap, snuggled in with tenderness, whilst they have a nap

Some are at their happiest, when kept under lock and key, or tied with ropes or handcuffs, they love to beg and plea

Public sex, verbal degradation, some love to be abused and called harsh names, it might not be your cup of tea but its a love by another name

So don't be quick to judge others, because their kinks don't match with yours, just because some are happiest when on a leash, walking on all fours

But that doesn't make it any kind of a lesser love, because it's different from our own, give them room to blossom, until their kinks have grown

Then you'll see it's about their happiness, a love where there is no room for hate, just let your facets guide you, go out and find your fate

A million different types of love, each one is strong and true, just take a look deep inside yourself and find the kink in you

THE KINKY POET 

Setting the Rose free

The storm clouds have parted, you can see blue skies and the Sun, now the Rose is bathed in Sunshine, the gardeners work is done

All the weeds are cut away, no vines to pull her down, her petals are in full bloom, she no longer wears a frown

No more tears upon her petals, just warmth from up above, gone are the nasty weeds, her garden's full of love

A picket fence painted white, her lawn so lush and green, a garden where only good things grow, a paradise that must be seen

So now the gardener has done his work, she's happy and devine, now you know you're special, it's time to end this rhyme

But if ever you have need of me, your gardener, poet, Knight, you know where to find me, I'll be here day or night

So blossom now my perfect Rose, grow tall and find your Sun, remember I'll always be here for you, you'll always be the one

THE KINKY POET 

School rules

So you've been bad again, you'll be staying after class, just one more quip from you young girl and i will cane your ass

Don't poke your tongue out, that's extremly bad and rude, you know what that does to me, you'll get me in the mood

You wear the shortest uniform, I can see your stocking tops of lace, stop showing your cleavage, take that look right off your face

What are you doing girl, you can't sit down on my lap, I can feel myself getting hard, I'm a randy sort of chap

Oh my god she's rubbing me, her hand rubs up my cock, stop before it goes to far, its only Four o'clock

She goes to the office door, she slowly turns the key, she starts to undo her blouse, I know she's here for me

I pull her in hard and fast, I sit her on my desk her legs spread wide, I move aside her lace panties and push my tongue inside

Her juice tastes of heaven, her pussy's nice and tight, soon I've got my cock in her, though I know it isn't right

I'm fucking my student, she has her legs tight round my waist, I'm pounding with one eye upon the clock, I'm fucking with most haste

She's screaming and moaning her juice runs down my leg, I ask her not to shout so loud, I almost have to beg

Orgasm after orgasm, she's writhing, head tossed back, I put my finger in her ass, I want to make it slack

Soon she's relaxed enough, I guide my cock inside her bum, the instant that I do it, she means she's gonna cum

Pounding her in her ass, it's so ready moist and tight, simply in that moment I decide I'm cumming in here tonight

A few fast deep thrusts, I'm just about to cum, she's say oh shit we've got to go, I got to meet my mum

Instantly I pull out, I'm like a dog whose lost his bone, she's smiles and says stop sulking we can finish off at home

She gets out her school girl outfit, we get our gear and leave, its great being a teacher, whose girl likes playing make believe

We hop into the car, we drive off to get her dear old mum, on the way she strokes my cock, I really need to cum

My testicles are aching, I was so very nearly at the end, so close to cumming up her ass, until it had to end

I greeted her mum with a smile, but in my mind I was fucking mad, its not her fault I know it but I wanted some ass so bad

So I must wait till later, when again we get to play, I hope we can finish off, the end of our school day

THE KINKY POET 

All fun and games

On a cold dark rainy night, you were walking down a street, soaked through and freezing, wanting home and heat

You know of a quick short cut, I could save a little time, it's just across the park, you're sure you'll be just fine

You decide that's the way to go, the grass soaks your feet some more, you don't see the nightmare, who will scare you to your core

Hiding in the bushes, is a man all dressed in Black, he's been watching you and now he will attack

He grabs you from behind, your mouth covered so you can't scream, his face hidden by a mask but tonight is no bad dream

He pushes his hand up your skirt, but panties you have none, his rough hands grab at you, your pussy and your bum

He puts a hand around your throat, he drags you to the ground, he spreads your legs with his knees, his breath the only sound

He fumbles for a moment, then you feel his massive cock go in, he starts to fuck you roughly, his eyes are full of sin

You know not to struggle, you just let him have his way, hopefully he will finish soon and you'll survive to see another day

Soon his breathing quickens, he fills your pussy with his demon seed, he pulls himself off you, he's done his evil deed

He just calmly walks away, leaving you soaked and on the floor, at least he only fucked you but you feel dirty to your core

You pick yourself up off the grounf, you make your way back home, you try to call your boyfriend but he won't pick up his phone

You put the key in the door, you drop your phone onto the side, then you see a most frightening sight, it brings a fear you cannot hide

There on the kitchen table, was the attackers dark clothing and the mask, you nearly faint in fear, he did this evil task

He walks out the bedroom, all showered nice and clean, he asks how did you like, the late night attackers scene

You gathers your self control, " I guess it wasn't bad, but your performance between my legs left me kind of mad"

"You got to cum real hard, I was left hungry for wanting more, so let me take a shower, then we can fuck me like a whore

THE KINKY POET 

WARNING DARK, SCARY POSSIBLE TRIGGER

Coveting

I see you walk passed me, almost every single day, I wish I could talk to you but I don't know what I would say

Sometimes I follow you, I see you board your train, I know that sounds crazy but you're stuck inside my brain

We sat and had a coffee once, well we were both in the same shop, I know I sound real creepy but its something I can't stop

In my dreams we're lovers, together all the time, you love me and I love you, I own you, you are mine

How can I stop these thoughts, you're constantly in my head, I think they would simply stop, if you were gone or dead

I'm making a sound proof room, no windows, and locked doors, I've painted it the same colour as the bedroom that is yours

I know the shade of pink, I saw you late one night, I watched you sleeping in your bed, to make sure i got it right

I got you the same patterned duvet, a T.V and a lovely bedside light, so you don't get frightened, when it's late at night

Now all I've got to do, is get you somewhere on your own, then I'll just knock you out and bring my love back home

THE KINKY POET 

A poem dedicated to everyone struggling with self doubt and haters

The mantra

When you feel that wobble, you feel the on set of your self doubt, go to your nearest mirror, stare at it and shout

Take a deep breath and say "BE STRONG, BE BEAUTIFUL AND BE YOU" believe it with a passion, believe these words are true

Believe in your self worth, see the beautiful   person deep inside, let your Sun shine brightly, there is no need to hide

Yes there are others who will hurt and pull you down, push through all their bullshit, put on your Princess Crown

The reason why haters hate, is because the're just not happy with their life, so they spread hurt and hatred, they love to stir up strife

Don't let the get in your head, ignore the things they say, Believe in this mantra, hear those words each day

Let your inner strength show, be the perfect person that you are, push through your dark clouds, the Sunshine ain't that far

Just reach up high and grab it, hold it tight inside your soul, to fill your life with love and confidence, is the aim and goal

Just belive in the mantra, belive it with all your heart and mind, things will get brighter and confidence you'll find

THE KINKY POET 

The rough fuck

Grabbing you by the arm, I drag you to the bed, Ripping all your clothes off, to find your undies of lacey Red

You try to struggle you give your hardest when you fight, inside you know it's futile, because I'm fucking you tonight

I pin you down with ease, you're out matched in every way, I grab your hair to control you, tonight it's rough sex play

I roll you onto your front, i give your arse a hard good spank, I hear you call me bastard, so I give your hair a yank

I'm in charge of my slut tonight, you're just a playground for my fun, I lick my little finger and I push it up your bum

Your Red lace panties are in the way, I want to get to more, I pull them off you roughly and toss them on the floor

One finger deep inside your ass, the others go in your cunt, already you are wet and hot, I'm on a clitty hunt

I find your magic button, as I make circles you start to moan, I'm fingering you in both holes and taking pictures with my phone

After playing with you for a while, I pull you off the bed, I force you down in front of me, you're on your knees instead

I pull out my solid shaft, I guide it to your painted lips, you reluctantly open wide, then inside your mouth it slips

I order you to suck my cock, you dared to spit me out, I pull you hard by the hair, and say do you want a clout

Do you want a hand across you face, do you want to feel my sting, I suggest you take my cock in your hand and suck the fucking thing

You comply to my wishes, I take more pictures on my phone, I love looking at them later, trophy pictures of the girl I own

I sit on my favourite chair, I get her across my lap, I stroke her pretty tight ass cheeks, in between the heavy slaps

You start to groan with pleasure, I call you my dirty whore, you calls me your master, then you begs for more

I can see your pussy glistening, there's juice running down your leg, I ask you do you want my cock, I love to hear you beg

You plead for me to fuck you, so I throw you on your back, I lift your legs high and wide, my cock slides in your crack

Pounding you so very hard, I'm clawing at your ample tits, I lean forward to bite them, in my mouth your nipple fits

Sucking hard and fucking fast, I can see you wants to cum, I take another finger and push it up your bum

I know this is the magic trick, take to orgasms door, I ask you do you like that, my dirty playground whore

You tell me you're nearly cumming, I tell don't you dare, I will tell you when to cum, I fix you with "that" stare

You're bucking, twisting, screaming, "please master let me cum", I reply "not until I'm ready, wait until I cum".

I start to fuck her harder, I'm a few strokes from my end, "now bitch you can cum", soon her juice and my spunk blend

I pull my cock out of you, I leave you on the cum soaked bed, you reache out to touch me but I push you away instead

In a little while I return, we share a cuddle and a kiss, i love the rough stuff play but its the romance side I miss

We shower together, I treat you with such loving care, I carry you to our clean bed, you're laying naked there

I climb in beside you, in my arms you start to yawn, together snuggled in loves embrace, we sleep until the dawn

THE KINKY POET 

The Intruder

Late at night you're in Red lace, taking pictures with your phone, they're to send to your partner, who's far away from home

Pictures laying on your bed, the handcuffs waiting just to play, you know he will get turned on  by them, when he gets them through today

You're just about to reach for the light, when your forced upon your bed, you feel a weight upon you as a silk scarf gets wrapped around your head

You tell him you have a massive boyfriend, you expect him very soon, he laughs out loud and hisses, " I can't see him in this room".

He tells not to scream for help, or you will pay the price, he runs he's hands across your lace covered body, he whispers " very nice"

He rolls you on your back, your wrists go in the cuffs, you can only feel him but his touch reassured but rough

He pushes his tongue through your pursed lips, you try to turn away, he holds you tightly by the throat, he hasn't come to play

You respond to his kisses, he runs his hands down to your tits, you squirm with some pleasure, he knows you're liking it a bit

His hand goes between your thighs, you clamp your legs closed tight, he simply over powers you but he's to strong, you know you've lost the fight

Ha your pussy has betrayed you, your cunt is nice and wet, you're ready, wanton for a stranger, a man you've never met

His fingers find your blood filled clit, he give your clit a flick, you feel his hard cock touch your mouth, he orders you to start and lick

With reluctance you open up your mouth, his manhood slides inside, you begin to suck him slowly, as your moist mouth he starts to ride

His fingers go in deeper, juices start to flow and seep, he sucks hard on your nipples, your mouth swallow him real deep

He tells you to call him "Sir" and that he owns your cunt today, your body is he's playground and he is here to play

He gets himself between your legs, he slides himself right in, even though you have no choice, your hips rise to welcome him

Pounding on your pussy, he takes you hard and fast, you try to control your breathing but you no that it won't last

Finally you can fight no more, you succumb to his sexual will, you call him Sir and spread yourself, you allow him to take his fill

He undoes the handcuffs he pushes you down onto all fours, he fucks you from behind and calls you names, you just beg for more

You tell him he owns your cunt, that he owns your very soul, now he has your submission, he has reached his goal

He spits down onto your ass, he puts his cock right to your ring, instantly you push back, your ass takes everything

Fucking you in the ass as you stroke and finger fuck your cunt, you are getting closer, for orgasm you both hunt

Your body starts to tremble, you feel like your gonna cum, he just pounds you harder, you love it up your bum

You ask can you cum now please, you scream you're almost there, he just tell you no not yet, he pulls hard upon your hair

You squirm, you maon, you toss back your head, please "Sir" you cry out and beg, he finally gives permission as your cum runs down your leg

He rolls you on to your back, he pulls off your silken mask, your eyes adjust to see your man, he's home early from his task

With a few pulls his hot spunk shoots out, so stark against red lace, he pulls you close towards him, you share sweet loves embrace

Wrapped up in loves embrace, you kiss he holds you tight, hand in hand you snuggle,  as he owns you through the night

THE KINKY POET 

Saved

The night was full of darkened clouds, the moon gave off no light at all, who knew this would be the very night, the goth girl would give her all

Wandering alone in the dead of night, as she often liked to do, the outcast of the city, despised by the likes of you

She found herself in her favourite place high in a derelict tower, full of ancient history, its walls permeated with such power

This tower was part of a Castle, where a princess was locked away, now open to the elements, the wind howls right through all day

She sits there with her headphones, so oblivious to the world, playing with her long jet black hair, around her finger curled

Then she fills her skin chill, she knows it's not the wind, a feeling of foreboding, coming from the dark within

Pulling out her mobile phone she turns on the little light, curled up in the darkest corner was a figure of the night

She pulls out her headphones, she considers to take flight, then she hears him wimper, so she goes to help his plight

There huddled in the corner was a man curled up, defenseless in a ball, she reached out to touch him, she felt no heat at all

Cold skin and deep red eyes, his skin was pale and white, he looked just like a Vampire but she knew that can't be right

Vampires were not real, just legends, made up stories in your head, there can't be real Vampires, people living whilst they're dead

She could see the pain in his eyes, he looked starved and so un-fed, she read they fed on humans, she's sure thats what she'd read

He looked weak and helpless, without a thought she offered him her vein, the moment his teeth pierced her skin, her life was his to claim

She gave herself so willingly, never again will she be alone, all thats left of her previous life were her pictures taken on her phone

On that night he turned her, a gift from the Prince she saved, together for eternity, he became friend she always craved

So a warning to you City dwellers, don't stay out alone at night, for now there's two blood hungry Vampires, hunting for a bite

THE KINKY POET