THE KINKY POET

My drug of choice

You can keep your Cocaine, heroin and all the other shit, the only thing that works for me, is when I'm getting hit

Spanked hard, tied down, a total loss of all control, that is my drug of choice, the other stuff steals your soul

But the excitement of a thrashing, the pain running through my veins, gives me the buzz I need, as endorphins rush my brain

Mind goes off to ecstasy, my bodies not to far behind, I love it when she hurts me, kinky pain of the loving kind

A flogger or a paddle the weapon of pleasure is your choice, talk to me as I'm being punished, I love to hear your voice

Tell me I'm a bad boy, tell me how I've sinned today, let me feel your whip gnawing at flesh, as my back you start to flay

So give me a fix today, give me the drug of pain I need, don't stop when I scream, even if I beg and plead

I am a masochist, pain is my soul drug of choice, I beg you to hit me harder, can you hear the desperation my voice

Ron

A Muse, a Rose the same

From out of nowhere inspiration strikes deep inside my brain, it's all i seem to think about and now my lifes not quite the same

From a simple interaction, or something you have said, sparks off a poem, that grows inside my head

So with Quill in hand, from in my heart, my stanzas start to flow, I can see you in them but I need to let you know

But how can I be so very sure, so plain for you
to see, that you are my secret muse, it's you that inspires me

Can I put in a secret code, that only my muse would know, something only we have shared, a clue to her I'd throw

Maybe something I've read from her, some story, pic or rhyme, something she sent privately, a secret sent through time

So when she reads my poem, it would be as plain as a day, she would see herself clearly, for this I hope and pray

Without the world knowing, she's like is a stunning perfect Rose, whilst strugging in a garden of weeds, I still see her beauty grow

So my special secret muse, my rhyme is near an end, I hope it makes you smile as you read, my very special friend

Ron

Prey

I'll hunt you down tonight my love, I'm hungry for your skin, I want to bite and claw you, to take you for my sin

Pin you down with a my might, on your flesh I want to gnaw, to eat all your soft moist parts, right to your very core

I have such a hunger, I'm filled with passion and desire, just the mere thought of you, fills my heart with fire

A insatiable need to taste you, you're the only girl I need, I must have you to myself, on your body I must feed

Head buried between your legs, my tongue lapping at your clit, probing deep within you, juices flowing from your slit

Claws pulling at your hips, to get my tongue in tight, they will leave some bruising at the end of this passions fight

Moving up your body, licking and biting on the way, going to your nipples, on your ample breasts I need to play

Sucking, licking, pulling your nipples stand so tall, I slide my cock inside you, its time a had it all

Your moist lips surround my cock, as I slide in slow and deep, already I'm covered in your love, as more juice you start to seep

You put up a little struggle, but its a Tiger 'v' a baby Goat, I simply extend my claws out and wrap them round your throat

I have submission with my dominance, I have you in my grasp, I decide when or if you breath or when to make you gasp

So let me have my way with you, admit you are my prey, let me fuck you in all your holes, your bodies mine today

Once I've had my fill of you, once my needs are fed, I will hold you lovingly, as we lay snuggled together our my bed

Then this animal becomes a man, then you are more than prey, you are the love of his life, for this was only play

Ron

Rubber, Latex, Leather or Lace

A million different materials, make you respond in different way, all designed to arouse you, when you are at play

Rubber stretched over nice and tight, can often restrict your breathing, depriving you of oxygen, the deprivation leaves you heaving

Latex is more forgiving, it gives you much more room so you can move, it is so often nice and shiny, it feels so soft and smooth

It makes such kinky outfits, it often comes Black or Red, I guess its all down to the choice of the partner, you've laying in your bed

Leather seems more hardcore, it makes awesome restraints and leads, if you get hit by a Leather flogger hard, it can often make you bleed

Harnesses, whips and collars, some smooth but some are often rough, the feeling of it across their skin, many kinksters cant get enough

Then comes my favourite material, I simply adore a girl in Lace, to run my hands across them in it, brings a smile across my face

So delicate and pretty, it enhances every inch of her skin, though its soft and subtle, it also screams of sex and sin

Everybody has their kink, the materials that turn them on, now you know my favourite, its always Lace for Ron

Ron

When you least expect it

Where does a muse come from, heaven only knows, they sort of creeps up on you, slowly their inspiration grows

You start to write poetry, and when you read it back again, there's glimpses of someone you know, that's been hidden in your brain

It might be of how they look, their lips, their smile, their eyes, it might describe their kindness, but it has come as a surprise

You may not have realised, how much of a impression they made on you, but now they're in your poetry and you're thinking of them too

So a muse can be anyone, they can inspire you from anywhere, but once you know you have one, it's nice to know they're there

Do you keep it to yourself, just write poetry inspired from afar, because surely you can't tell them, or a friendship you could mar

Its like you want them know, you're inspired by who they are, but you don't want to loose them, so you best pay homage from afar

But deep down you kinda hope, when the reading time to time, they can see, some parts of them, lovingly hidden in my rhyme

Ron

Am I Sapiosexual

Am I Sapiosexual because I get aroused by brain power, a turn of phrase, a simple line, flirting by the hour

Even when it's done tongue in cheek, the words play on my mind, both funny or extremly sexual,  i love the flirty kind

With the right choice of words, you can paint pictures in their head, give them the arousal they want, whilst their laying in there bed

Coax them to get quite horny, or take them all the way, choose your words correctly, if you want help them play

I love playing mind games, to do battle with your brain, trying to out wit each other, in a sexual game

See who can get the other one, to their point of no return, get them so excited, only for you they will yearn

Together but miles a part, fucking from our beds, both are Sapiosexual, both fucking with our heads

Ron

The simplest of things

You may see somethings everyday, then one day they're in a different light, it maybe a person or something you see, on your phone at night

You may may have seen a hundred white cotton shirts walking passed each day, then a girl might wear one on a bed and it makes you want her straight away

You may see the same persons smile, when you get your Coffee everyday, then one morning they look different, when they smile different way

A touch as someone passes you your change, it can be the briefest of exchange but today there's a tingle, a feeling that's quite strange

Watching a stranger eat ice cream, as she licks her moist lips clean, you wish that her cone was your cock, you sit, you watch, you dream

The most simple of things are sexy, I guess its on your point of view, you may not think you're beautiful but hey that's not up to you

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder or at least that's what they say, let me tell you right now, what I think without no jest or play

Beauty isn't about how anyone looks, it starts within your heart, it's what makes a person truly beautiful and has done from the start

So whether it might be a simple smile, or a crisp white cotton shirt, someone will find you sexy, so don't forget to flirt

Ron

Must confess I do love a girl in a white cotton shirt...just saying

Erotic piercings

Some find them quite shocking, some find them very hot, some are in plain view or hidden, it depends on what you've got

From the simple ear pierce, right through to the most extreme, some don't even feel the pain, where some will often scream

Through the nose or the eyebrow, showing plainly on the face, to hidden secret Piercings often hidden secretly under lace

Cliterus Piercings are popular, they're designed to heighten pleasure, hidden in her pussy like some sexual buried treasure

From cock rings, to posts a man's cock is often done, but once they've had a drink or two, they feel the need to show someone

Ladies are more discreet, its for partners play or their own, but if they're feeling saucy, you might get a pic sent to your phone

But by far the most popular of erotic Piercings, the nipple is the one, hurts like a mother fucker, whist you get it done

But once its healed the pain has gone, nipple play is so much fun, running a tongue around or sucking it, can help them start to cum

Little bars, or nipple rings, on which you can hook some chains, to nipple weights or held by the teeth, its all such fun and games

So when you see your neighbour, you just may never know, do they have a erotic piercing and its simply not on show

Ron

What did I do wrong?

Yes I know we're running late, I know you're late for work, but your master needs sexual intercourse, so your duties you cannot shirk

So get your arse over here, take your panties down, phone in sick, you're staying home, don't look at me with that frown

I am your lord and master, you are here to submit to my demands, do as I tell you slave, just follow my commands

Its time for you to learn my rules, learn never step out of line, I own you now totally, your body and soul is mine

I don't have to respect you, you're here to do as you're told, don't ever test me my patience, don't you ever be so bold

You bodies mine to what I please, I can share you if I like, I'll pass you around to my friends, I'll treat you like a bike

I am the master dominate, you must call me lord and master, I'm not sure what I've done wrong but another Sub, couldn't leave me any faster

I'm sure Doms are in charge, why can't I make one stay, as soon as I behave as I am, the subs just run away

I might go to the library, or can I find the information online, how to be a dominate who treats his subs real fine

Then maybe I can turn my luck around, then maybe a sub might want to stay, share a life of happiness, at work and rest and play

Ron

Peeping

There's no moon out tonight, your garden has no light, a perfect time for peeping, so I'll be coming round tonight

Your windows at the perfect height, it's aligned opposite your bed, I can see you clearly from your toes right to your head

I have to there early, I don't want to miss the show, I love watching undressing, you always do it nice and slow

Just like you're a stripper, you often move around, swaying to some music, that's playing softly in the background

You take off each item, you stroke the skin that's bare, you do it oh seductively, I swear you know I'm there

Then when you reach your undies, everything takes an age, with each bra strap that gets pulled down, you inflat my sexual rage

At this time I've got my cock in hand, as you display your tits, I increase my rate of pulling as you play with them a bit

Finally your lacey panties, fall slowly to the floor, I cannot contain myself, I can't hold on anymore

As you bend over, to pick up your panties, my seed flew on your grass, the moment I was cumming, I imagined its your ass

Then a strange thing happened it made me stop and think, surely I must be dreaming or did you just laugh and wink

Holly fuck I'm busted, my god I feel like such a fool, I wonder if she'll say anything, when I see her next in school

Its not like a can avoid her, she's always in my class, but that's her job as teacher, maybe I'll go sick and get a pass

There she is sitting at her desk, oh shit she's coming here, she leans in so close and then she whispers in my ear

Next time you want to watch, be brave and knock the door, I might bring into my room and you might get much more

Ron