THE KINKY POET

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

Park play

Babe you're a little bit to big, to go play on the swing, I understand you are a little and it's your kinda, sort of thing

Ok I'll push you really hard, so you can reach the sky, I wish understood this side of you but you know how hard I try

Yes I love you on the slide, I get to see up your skirt, shit you got no knickers on, you dirty little flirt

Your get burn mark's on your cheeks, that will get red sore, then you'll need comforting, hugs and love and more

Go jump on the roundabout, I'll spin you very fast, let's see how many times you turn, how long the spins will last

Hold on to your teddy, you don't want to see him fly, last time his ear got ripped, remember how hard it made you cry

Let's go on the seesaw, I'll go sit on the other end, now kick off with your feet real hard, the fun will never end

Sadly it is time to go, the sky is getting very dark, at least you get to let out your little side and go play in the park

Ron

The Peach

I watch you bend over, I slightly glimpse your peach, she's always in eye shot but always out of reach

Sexy and oh so smooth, I'd love to have a touch, run my hand across her, this need I have so much

Soft and so tender, I watch her move about and sway, she is so very beautiful, I could look at her all day

I wonder what she tastes like, I'd love to sip her juice, run her across my lips, let my hunger loose

Stroke your Peach so slowly, feeling every curve, to feel her soft and tender flesh, is more than I deserve

Because even in my dream, if you give an inch I want a mile, I can never get enough of you, your Peach just makes me smile

So bring your Peach a little closer, come make my heartbeat race, lower your Peach onto me, sit her on my face

Let me drink from your loving cup, in my dream your well within my reach, I spend the night licking you, eating, your soft,  moist, lovely Peach

Ron

Don't make me laugh

You call yourself a Master, because you had her on her knees, because you tied her with a rope, because she said "yes please".

Yes you may have handcuffs, and all the toys on show, but I know you are plastic, a pretender on the go

Oh you got safe words, well you even own a rack, got yourself a Flogger, to smack her on the back

Ooh you got a ball gag, blindfold and loads of ropes and ties, where is your camera to record your bullshit lies

I'll tell you why you are fake, you have no feeling for your sub, no respect, no protection, you're a nasty little grub

Because you give them no respect, you must give them aftercare and love, be there to listen to them, not just rule with a iron glove

A real dom is caring, he takes pride in the life he leads, proud to be a real Master, who proves it by his deeds

So put away the toy box, go learn first to be a man, learn to care and learn to love, I really hope you can

Forget the Dom label, real subs just watch and laugh, just be nice and you will grow so please don't be so daft

One day you might be a Dom, find a Sub to call you Master, just pretending you are all these things, wont help you find them faster

Ron