THE KINKY POET

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

Guide me, lead me, take me

Guide me, lead me, take me, do with me as you please, tie me up with pretty rope, throw me to my knees

You can take me anytime, your will is my true command, I will do anything for you, you simply must demand

I will wear anything you choose, leather, PVC or lace, if you want me silent, put a ball gag on my face

I want you to tie me up and spank me, just have your wicked way, I'll go get the toy box, if you would like to play

Just tell me anything you want, oh take me master please, fuck me good and proper, listen to my plea's

Handcuffs, whips and dildos, we've got toys of every kind, what do want to use first on me, what do you have in mind

For pleasing you is my lifes goal, it's all I want to do, to bring happiness to my masters life, to bring a smile to you

So lead me on our journey, be my love, my life, my guide, lead me out of darkness, now my eyes are opened wide

Let me see my new life, help me find just who I really am, leave your mark upon my skin, for I don't give a dam

Let the world see I am yours, I wear my marks with pride, let them see I belong to you and I'm always by your side

Ron

Snatched

Tied up and bundled into to the boot of someones car, blindfolded and gag, your driving very far

Traffic goes on for what seems like hours, then all goes deathly still, your miles away from your home, you've been snatched against your will

Then the boot opens, you can see light flooding through your mask, why has he brought you here, you wonder what's his task

He pulls you to your feet, he guides you where to tread, fear flooding through you, you think you'll end up dead

You know you are in some woods, your stepping on some dead trees, you felt the cold damp earth when you fell down on your knees

Then you both stop still, you hear a key turn in a door, he leads you into a room, you wonder why and what for

He hangs you on some kind of hook, your arms high above your head, he starts to take your clothes off, you wished that you were dead

Rough hands paw at you, he fumbles with your bra, finally he gets the catch, this is the most scared you've been by far

He slides down your panties, he spreads your legs real wide, you feel the roughness of his skin, as his fingers go inside

You squirt your juice everywhere, pleasure sweeps from deep within, even though your petrified, you get off on his sin

Your hanging like a piece of meat, he has forced himself inside your hole, you've lost all the control you held, you've lost your very soul

A stranger has taken you, against your will he made you cum, fucking you so roughly, he even had your bum

Once he has had his fill, he takes you off the hook, he pulls off your blindfold, but you refuse to take a look

You fear if you see him, your life he'd have to take, so you screw your eyes shut real tight, no look at him you'll make

He puts on your blindfold again, he drags you out the door, you get guided deeper into the woods, this is the end for sure

He pushes you on your knees, you feel a gun against your head, your waiting to hear the click, the last thing before you're dead

You hear the hammer pulling back, he comes the bullet to your brain, then you wake to find yourself sitting on a train

Fuck it was just a dream, and you've missed your home, you get out at the next station, and slowly start to roam

Through the streets and alleyways, you walk  but it's not very far, then you hear a noise behind you, then you're bundled in a car

Ron

Cold steel and lace

Cold steel on your wrists, the handcuffs are on tight, held captive to do his will, your bodies his tonight

He will take you in every hole, he can do all his wanton needs, bend you over and spank you, even throw you on your knees

Hang you on a pulley, he will lift you off his dungeons floor, whip you and abuse you, treat you like a whore

He can pick your sexy outfit, maybe keep you in the nude, PVC or leather, whatever takes his mood

He might want some roll play, he often wants sex games, he will make up scenarios, he might even change your name

But one thing never changes, he always keeps control, he always tells you what to do, you are your masters doll

He takes you when he wants to, you simply have no choice, you know you must obey him, you know that certain voice8

If you dare ignore him, the punishment would be severe, but if you do has your bid, his love will be sincere

Because he can't be a Dominant unless he has a Sub, a mixture of cold steel and lace, makes a special love

A blend of love and pain, it makes you who you are, together you share a life, with him you will go far

He will give you protection and guidance, he'll teach you right from wrong, hold you in his arms at night, so safe where you belong

Ron