THE KINKY POET

Alone in your room

When you're in your bed at night, some thoughts run through your mind, a need might come over you, a need of the sexy kind

You slide a hand around your tits, your nipples stand up tall, you tug them, you twist them, but now you want it all

You slide out your babydoll, you're naked on your bed, you start to stroke your body, with your lover in your head

Hands running down your skin, you stroke your soft plump thighs, desire sweeps across you, you let slip out some sexy sighs

Now you have decided, its time to get quite rough, your feeling very horny and stroking ain't enough

So you go off to your toyboy, its so full of fun and games, what will you need tonight, that decision still remains

Obviously your butt plug, for you it is a staple must, you've had it for a long time, it's the one you really trust

Oh look you've found a pen, you write upon your skin, it says "fulfill all your desires, just push your fingers in"

You write your masters name, or Daddy owns this bit, you will want marks tonight, your crop will see to it.

Crop hits on your soft plump mound, that will mark for sure, pain washes over you, as your body screams and begs for more

You close your eyes and clamp your teeth hard upon your tit, that will leave a bruise for sure, then you strike another hit

Juices flowing wildly, the pleasures mixed with pain, each smacks like your lovers cock thrust, so you crop yourself again

Now you get onto your knees, its time to spank your arse, a slow solid spanking, you must not cum to fast

Everytime you land a blow, your lovers in your dream, it's him that you wanting beating you, its him or so it seems

He is the sexual fantasy, that hides behind your eyes, when your alone in your room, his face will be the guide

Guiding you to a climatic orgasm, in your mind you feel his touch, when you're finger fucking yourself, its him deep inside your crutch

Pussy sore and bruised, bite marks, and red raw cheeks, these will be reminders, you'll hope they'll last for weeks

You glance into the mirror you're just about to cum, dirty words cover you, there's hand prints on your bum

With a shudder and a scream, you are finally there, juices soaks your bedding, there's sweat caked in your hair

Flat on your back, your finished, your body feels so sore, you think of him an simply smile, the toys fall to the floor

You get cleaned up, you shower, the sex is washed away, you put away your sex toys, until another day

Sliding back into bed, you find crops welts are quite deep, you rub your fingers over them, a slowly start to sleep

Ron

Ravenous

With a starving, craving, hunger, with fire in his eyes, he desires and is desprate for you, I guess that's no surprise

He looks at you longingly, he wants to touch your skin, leave bite marks on your body, to show where he has been

Curves that entice him, his eyes map your every curve, looking once and then again, with passion and such verve

Like a hunting, hungry Lion, he's looking for some prey, he's eyes are firmly fixed on you, his needs must have their day

Creeping up behind you, with his teeth so sharp and bare, but you're not really worried, as sadly for this Lion, you're not really there

You are just a picture, that he carries on his phone, a picture that makes him ravenous for you, when he's on his own

But in his dreams you are there, he has you in his bed, so mercilessly he ravages you, if only in his head

Ron

The Hummingbird and the Rose ?

The Hummingbird flies along, he's looking for his Rose, he knows she is so beautiful and when he sees her he will know

He flies over the others, they try to catch his eye, but he only has desire for his Rose, the rest are left to sigh

Then he spots her, instantly he knows she is the one, soft, beautiful and fragrant, bright as any Sun

He flies down in front of her, his heart beats as fast as wing, he's looking at her petals and the pleasure they will bring

Pretty soft plump petals, they guard, a moistened bud inside, he moves to get in closer, he wants the nectar, that they hide

The Rose gives herself willingly, her petals gently part, he moves in between them, his tongue begins to start

Gently sliding deep inside, the first sip was so devine, her nectar was a taste from the gods, she is the sweetest wine

The instant that he saw the Rose, the Hummingbird just knew, she would be the only one, he hoped she felt it too

They have made a connection, together they are one, he will have no other Rose until his life is done

Any even though her Rose garden, is so many miles away, he will feed nowhere else, with his Rose he wants to stay

He will fly through rain and storm, to drink from his pretty Rose, every day he needs her more, each day his hunger grows

Now he's tasted heaven, no other nectar will ever do, there may be other Roses, but he'll only drink from you

Ron

A littles bed time poem

Come on now my pretty one, its time to go bed, time for you to snuggle down, just rest your weary head

Just close your eyes and listen, to Daddy's bedtime tale, let's go off to dreamland, let us both set sail

Over the cloud sea, to a land that's Pink and bright, where everything is sparkly, where everything feels right

A land where there's only love, where stuffies are abound and if your very quiet, the Unicorns come around

With pure white skin and purple mane, with hair so soft and long, where fairies sing soothing lullabys, so you can sing along

So get your favourite stuffie, come snuggle in my arms, listen to a Daddy's tale, of all the dreamlands charms

That's it beautiful girl, drift off its time for you to rest, safely snuggled in my arms, know Daddy loves her the best

Ron xx

Took down Daddy at the end of this Daddy inspired poem to avoid confusion lol

A inspirational poem, a dawning of self belief 

The Butterfly

Wrapped in a silk cocoon of self doubt, the chrysalis awaits loves warming rays, sent from a poet, to warm her and to guide her, to new and better days

To help her break free her chains, to show her own true worth, to bring Sunshine to her day, for her smile I'd pay the Earth

Slowly, the cocoon cracks, there appears a pretty wing, to see her transformation is such a wondrous thing

With a little struggle the Butterfly is free, she spreads to fly, a few words of encouragement, as she takes off in the sky

Lifted by encouragement, on the wind of self belief, she soars into another happier world, void of pain and grief

Into he world of the poet, a place filled of love and desire, now my pretty Butterfly you feed this poets fire

But dont fly to close to him, like the moth did to the flame, allow his fires just to warm you, so forever you'll remain

You are now that Butterfly, as pretty as can be, and as for your lucky poet, I guess that must be me

Ron

The fuck Imp

I want to climb inside your mind, I'm looking for a fuck, sliding all over you, your tits I want to suck

Play with them, grasp them, a huge cleavage i will make, take you off to dirty land, I'll eat you like you're cake

Creep around inside, planting dirty thoughts, for when you're in your bed, make you want to touch yourself, have me fucking with your head

Stick your fingers in your cunt, it feels like warm apple pie, suck your juice off them, the taste oh my, oh my

I am your dirty fuck Imp, my jobs to play around, to whisper sluty thoughts into your ear but I wont make a sound.

You will get so horny, you'll want to play with toys, you'll just want your fuck Imp over any other boys

He is a little Devil, with horns and a spikey tail, but he will make you cum so hard, you know his sex wont fail

So just relax and let him loose, he's going for your clit, licking, poking, jabbing, sucking for a bit

A wave a dirty comes over you, filthy, slutty ideas, the dirty sex that comes to mind once you've had some beers

Butt plugs, nipple clamps, hand cuffs, a silken scarf or two, being treated like a dirty bitch or fucking in a loo

The dirty little fuck Imp has made you soak your bed, but at least your needs have been satisfied and the fuck Imp has been fed

Ron

The night crawler

Hiding in the shadows, he's there to play his game, watching the unexpected, night crawler is his name

Waiting to the lights click on, he sees you in your room, click goes his camera, night vision and a zoom

He creeps a little closer, it's a warm hot summers night, he'd hoped the windows  open, on this night he's right

He seems to know you pretty well, what time you go to bed, when you take a shower, these times are in his head

But this is no chance encounter, he's been watching for a week, where you work, where you drink, he is a stalker freak

But he ain't just there to stalk you, he's not there just to take a look, tonight he's gonna have his way, tonight you will be took

Out goes your bedroom light, there's silence in the air, he slowly slides your window up, no one knows he's there

Climbing slowly in your room, it's warm, your naked on your bed, with fires glowing in his eyes, wild desires fill his head

You wake up suddenly a hand around your throat, a body writhing on you, you want to scream but don't

Cold steel strokes your ribs, the Crawler has a knife, you lay there in silence, you puts up no fight or strife

His rough fingers find you, he rams them deep inside, you try not to be there, in your head you've simply died

Closed eyes and trying hard, your mind floats out the room, all the time he's fucking you, you prays it's over soon

Grinding on your body, his hands grasping at your bum, you hear him breathing faster, you knows he's gonna cum

With one more push, his demon seed fills your moistened hole, the Crawler has had you, he's stole your very soul

He tells you to open up her eyes, you sees the large raised knife, you think is he gonna stab you, you whisper "oh please don't take my life"

He simply gets up and goes over and switches on the bedroom light, he says "babe I lovevour roll play, but it needed much more fight"

She replied rather angrily "woman don't fight their attackers, they're overcome with fright", did you simply want to fuck or do you want it right

"Darling if you want your roll play night to feel like it is real, put up with our I act out the scene, I react to how I feel"

He says "Fair enough babygirl",  he puts the knife back in the drawer, "now spread your legs I'm hungry, I want to fuck some more

Ron

Magical you

You are so very sexy, you make my heart beat race, everything about you turns me on, your curves  your eyes, your face

Sexy and seductive, there's magic in your touch, my mesmerising beauty, I desire you so much

Just sharing any moments, with you is such a dream, your kindness and beauty, you're like a blended dream

All a man could wish for, wrapped within a pretty face, caring, loving, sexy, your full of charm and grace

I dream of tender moments, just to have you  on my arm, soothing loving cuddles and kisses, you've used some magic charm

Captivated by your eyes, they cast some magic spell, you've made me open up my heart , to a love I wont dispell

Now I found I have a heart and exactly what it's for, I'm filling it with you my love, what man could hope for more

So now my new found heart, when it beats it call your name, though you are so far away, my love for you remains

Ron

A Dominants tale

A Submissive sitting at your feet, no Dom could ask for more, looking at you intently as they sit upon the floor

Waiting for a simple task, to make thier owner smile, ready to do anything, it makes their life worthwhile

The Dom is the lucky one, they've been given the gift of submission, it takes love, trust and guidance to bring this to fruition

Tender and the most loving care, with guidance your Sub will grow, becoming all they want in life, but the Dom must take it slow

The sands of time ran freely, through each stage you've built such trust, until your sub, submits to a Dom , patience is a must

But once the Dom as this gift, they may have life long mate, they look back on times gone past, I guess it must be fate

A simple chance encounter, maybe eyes across a room, meeseges flying back and forth, has allowed for this love to bloom

So whilst your Sub is at your feet, look down on them and smile, tell them you appreciate them, or hold them for a while

These little gestures, will fill your Submissives heart, it will overflow with joy, no matter whose their Dominant is, no matter girl or boy

Ron

Pretty pink collar

You got a new pretty collar, it's shiny new and pink, it's to show you that you are mine, to show you how I think

Looking so cute and pretty, your wear it with such pride, to show the world you are mine and I'm always at your side

Buckle so very shiny, it fits around your neck so right, not to loose or swinging, it fits so snug not tight

It has a loop to hook a leash, if you want  some fun, a cold steel chain with a leather grip, just to smack your bum

But that's just for play, the pink collar is your sign, it shows that you've gave yourself to me, it shows the world you are mine

These things can't be rushed, it comes with love and trust, a shared respect and confidence, true love is just a must

So wear your brand new pink collar, I hope you feel so proud, it shows of our commitment, a silent scream out loud

To people that are in the know, to them your collar is a sign, it say that I belong to you, it tells them you are mine

Ron
Inspired by several blogs on collars, ect. This is a fictional piece. So to the many conspiracy theorists on here.......SORRY  LOL