THE KINKY POET

On darkened wing

In the darkest sky on darkened wing, the Prince of the night has come, searching for a victim, his hunger must be done

He watches her from way on high, as she wanders through the streets, little did she know that night, a Vampire she would meet

He glides down behind her, she turns to see his face, he stares straight into her eyes, he watches her pulse race

The vein throbbing in her neck, it makes his hunger grow, he pulls his victim into him, it's time for blood to flow

She passes out in his arms, he has her at his will, he moves closer to her neck, it's time to take his fill

His tongue runs across his teeth, they glisten in the bright full moon, his teeth make two puncture marks, her pain is over soon

Her heart beats like a pump, feeding the lord of night, her life force sustains him, her blood just tastes so right

Once he has had his fill, he has a different need in mind, he guides to the graveyard, she follows silent, deaf and blind

He lays her on a gravestone, he spreads he legs real wide, he rips off her panties, he slides his tongue inside

The lord of the night, has seduced another wayward girl, one who was out real late, now she's belongs to him, she's now a vampires mate

Ron

Mistletoe

The Mistletoe is hanging, so we must not break the law, come a little closer, let me show you what it's for

Come a few steps closer, so our moistrned lips can meet, I've been waiting all year long, for this festive treat

Our lips brush together, our mouths start to open slow, our tongues, dive deep inside, they know where they must go

Tongues doing the erotic dance, whilst we hug real tight, it's more wonderful than the dream I've had, nearly every night

Passion rises quickly, we stop to catch our breath, then you pull me in again, desires all that's left

Your soft sweet lips are heavenly, you give the perfect kiss, you are on the top of my Christmas list, you are my Christmas wish

I wish Mistletoe was here all year round, then I could kiss you every day, because we couldn't break the law, that's the card I'd play

So thank you whoever wrote the law, thank you for the law of kiss, it's a brilliant reason to find the girl and share a moments bliss

So if you have some Mistletoe, go find that certain one, tell them it is the law, go have some Christmas fun

Ron

Santa's got it wrong

How can I be on your naughty list, after all the good I've done this year, I've made her cum so many times, brought her pleasure, pain and fear

I've given many beatings, tied her up so nice and tight, how can you ignore my deeds, on this Christmas night

Have you not been watching, as she's cum so fast and hard, I'm gutted I'm on your naughty list, don't think you'll get a card

No mince pie, or glass of milk, laying near my Christmas tree, unless the Elves do a Donald Trump and have a recount just for me

This year I've been a very good Dom, I bought her toys, some cuffs, a cage, everything a Submissive needs to relieve her sexual rage

So Santa go back to your list, take another real good look, take me off your naughty list, I should be top of the good boy book

My Submissive is real happy, she always has a smile, I treat her with the upmost respect, I even hold her for a while

Aftercares important, i want her to feel she is the one, once she's had a spanking, I always rub her bum

Caring, guidance and protection is so high upon my list, surely that makes me a good boy, whose been put on the naughty list

So when I wake Christmas morning, I'm hoping you've seen the error of your ways and you have left new sex toys, so that we  can have a play

Ron

The button

I want to see your button, hiding deep within your Rose, I want to get so close to it, it's almost on my nose

I want to make it glisten, I have a desire to make it wet, I want to flick it soft then hard, or maybe better yet

I want to make circles, to paint patterns with my tongue, I want you to squirt in my face, once my job is done

Your pretty pink button, i dream of it most nights, soft, warm and snuggled in a pussy that's oh so nice and tight

I'd love to push your petals apart, the thought makes my poor heart race, then I'd get between your legs, then bury in my face

Juices all over me, you taste is so sweet and so devine, I'd love to eat you forever, or until at least the end of time

I'm desperate to press your button, to see how you react, watch you in a frenzy as you reach the final act

Watch your body shaking, listen to you moan and groan, as I lick those final licks, the ones that brings you home

So next time you stroke your button, remember how lucky you are, for there's a boy who dreams of you, but you're away so far

But in his head he's tasted you, he's licked and danced upon your clit, but sadly for him it's just a dream, but he'd love to see your slit

Ron

Covid beaten

Oh no I got a cough, my chest feels like it's kind of tight, I'm struggling to get my breath, I'm not well tonight

Temperature is raging, my head is pounding too, I better call the doctor out, what else can I do

He took a swab and sent it off, it came back with bad news, I have Covid 19, so all visits I must refuse

Carers all dressed like space men, come in every day, I'd be lost without their help, what more can I say

Now starts the fight back, I'm not ready to let it win, I'm far to selfish to just give up, so let the war begin

Feeling really hot, pain pounding through my head, struggling to get my breath, just laying in my bed

They say that I am vulnerable because I cant move about, but they dont know me very well, so let me scream and shout

Take your best shot Covid, I'm going nowhere fast, I may be a  helpless cripple but I was built to last

Twelve day have gone passed now, I'm told I'm in the clear, remember to tell your people to stay safe, let's make it through this year

Ron

The Sunshine that you are

When I think of you, my life is so very full of Sun, you're the first thing that I think of and the last when the day is done

Your sparkling eyes your pretty smile, your sweet and tender lips, from your toes to the top of your head, your sexy curvy hips

The thought of you warms me, you're the drink that quenched my thirst, if I had to choose a love, you know you'd be the first

Bright ray's of Sunlight rush into my life, you scare the rain clouds far away, you give me strength to carry on, you help me through my day

When I was with Covid, your kind words helped me through, checking on me often, I wish I could thank you

But you are so very far away, so I write my thanks in rhyme, you are so very wonderful my maker of Sunshine

Ron

The rough stuff

Get over here you bitch, I want to play it hard and rough, I wanna hear you beg and plead, to admit you've had enough

Get on your knees and eat me, run your tongue around some more, I'm gonna finger fuck your arsehole, you're gonna be my whore

Get yourself across my lap, it's time to beat you sore, the moment you get welts on your arse, you know I'll slap you more

Before you get across my lap, go get your ball gag and your mask, I want to stop you breathing, whilst I'm at my task

I love to hear you struggle, I get a sense of control and power, I love it when you nearly faint, you look like a wilting flower

Hands and feet bound so tight, I live to cause you pain, i suppose now i should, plug your arse, they say no pain no gain

I'm gonna make you cum, harder than you've done before, tonight you'll get the rough stuff, then I'll throw you to the floor

I might give you a blanket, whilst I'm on our comfy bed, watching you shivering, wondering what's going through your head

Well I do all these things to you simply, because I can, because I am a Dominatrix and your my Submissive man

Ron

Passion rises

Oh my passion rises, my need to have you, has just grown, I've thought about you many times whilst laying on my own

Laying here in my bed, into the darkness I just stare, but if I close my eyes real tight, I can see you there

Standing in my doorway, I can clearly see your curves, naked and so sexy,  you start to sway and swerve

Hips moving slowly, I'm caught up in your sexual trance, you move like a jungle cat, I'm mesmerized by your dance

You come a little closer, then you simply move away, cruelly you tease me, I think you love to play

You get close enough to touch me, though I'm paralyzed in my bed, I can reach out to you, this life inside my head

In my head I am a man, I can do all a whole man can do, I pull you onto my bed and make passionate love to you

Bodies entwined like binded rope, we're blended into one, sharing all two lovers can share, we greet the morning Sun

Then I awake to find you gone, another passions dream, I hope to find you again real soon, or at least a boy can dream

Ron

Tinsel time

Tie you up in festive Tinsel, it's that time of the year, when all the kinky fuckers are full of Christmas cheer

Fairy lights wrapped around you, clamps adorned with Christmas bells, jingling everywhere you move, even blindfolded I could tell

Dressed up in a sexy Santa outfit, or a kinky little Elf, I'd want you either under my tree or sitting on my shelf

Lovely Christmas prezzies, some for pleasure, some for pain, both bringing ecstasy, I love a Christmas game

Have you been a bad girl, I better check my Santa's list, I might need my paddle, I better loosen up my wrist

Bad girls get punished, you get a good thrashing on your bum, it's not much of a punishment, as it simply makes you cum

Make you wear some Antlers, you can put on a harness today, I can be Santa and you'll  be the Rudolph to my sleigh

Then I can use my whip on you, make you pull so hard, take pics of you dressed up, it will make a lovely card

God I'm feeling festive, Sub your master wants to play, let's get in the festive spirit and prepare for Christmas day

Ron

Vanilla kink

Everyone has their thing, the things that turn them on, so is Vanilla sex a kink, if it's where they do belong

Some like dress up, bondage wrapped in chains and rope, maybe Vanilla's like it straight forward and that's the way they cope

The thought of being tied up and whipped across the arse, simply makes them feel real sick and they would simply pass

No need for sexy undies, no PVC, Leather or soft lace, they like it with the lights off, they do it face to face

Never change positions, no way going near the bum, simply straight Vanilla sex, is how they like to cum

So if that is what gets them off, surely the kink to them is true, though to us it sounds so awful, so strange to me and you

But that doesn't make it wrong, they just enjoy a different path, even though to us its boring and the thought might make you laugh

But if our needs can be classed as a kink, surely theirs should be too, so Vanilla's are a kinky set, just not the same as you

Ron