THE KINKY POET

Choir girl

Beat me, bite me, throw me hard against the door, bend me down and spank me, make be beg for more.

Tie me up, tie me down, make the straps real nice and tight, get your toys from the playroom, let's have some fun tonight.

Call me names, right in my ear, let me be your bitch, take my pussy roughly, then it's time to switch.

Put me right across your knee, give my arse a crack, mark my arse with a cane, send tingles up my back.

On my knees in front of you, my bodies yours to take, use me hard in both holes, their yours for you to break.

I used to be a Choir girl, I sang for him who sits on high , how things have changed, If he saw me now, he'd hang his head and sigh

Put clamps upon my nipples, they stand so hard and tall, my body screaming for you, so come and give your all.

Do your best to break me, leave me gasping on the floor, but in one breath I will be back, begging you for more.

No longer am I the choir girl, just take me on the floor, I've gone from being innocent, to daddy's little whore

Ron

Inspired by a comment from another cage user on my FIST FUCK poem. Obviously i wont mention her name but they toy box idea came from her

Toy box

Looking in the toy box, there's so many things to choose, all made for pain and pleasure but which one shall i use

There's handcuffs, vibrators, paddles and a huge plug, made to go up the bum, i bet it fits quite snug

Nipple clamps, anal beads, there's loads of rope and straps, there's even a dogs shock collar, in case you need a zap

Ball gags and gimp masks, blindfolds to keep you in the dark, sensory deprivation, to make other senses spark

Soft silk gloves, velvet mitts, to softly stroke your skin, its not all pain and aggression, when you're sharing sin

At the very bottom is one of her favourite toys, its a massive strap on, for sorting out the boys

Hell you can forget that, it goes no where near my bum, I'd rather take a beating or even, never get to cum

Riding crops that really sting, if you use them right, the marks don't stay on the skin long, probably just one night

Velvet hoods and sexy outfits, i love our dress up play, we can be anyone, for just a single day

This is my favourite toy box, the possiblities are a bound, fun, pain and pleasure inside it can be found

Ron

Rampant Rabbit

Put the new batteries in, strong ones are the best, creep off to a comfy place, put the Rabbit to the test

A glass of wine, some candle light, just a little not to dark, enough to read my poetry, to ignite your passions spark

A little lubrication, some might use the own spit, make your clit nice and moist before entering your slit

Start the Rabbit slowly, you place him on your hood, tingle through your body, he makes you feel so good

Vibrations throught your cliterus, my poems in your head, pictures of me fucking you, us screwing on your bed

Now your pussy's nice and wet, you pull her lips real wide, you turn up the Rabbit one more notch and push him deep inside

In and out the Rabbit glides, a slow and steady pace, you close your eyes and imagine that, your sitting on my face

The Rabbit deep inside your cavern his ears they brush your clit, two thrills for the price of one, no wonder he's a hit

You push the Rabbit up into your wall, to where your G spot hides, instantly you start to cum, but not yet you decide

Pulling him away from you, is such a sexual wrench, your juices are flowing freely your bedding starts to drench

In your head I'm licking you, my hands are on your bum, sucking on your love bud, I try to make you cum

But you are only starting, the Rabbits just on number Two, you push him in you deeper, you know what you must do

Turn him up a couple, let loose his vibrations power, you buck and toss back your head, as he rocks your sexual flower

Now there's no turning back, you've sadly lost control, you let out a scream of ecstasy, your hips begin to roll

Grinding down fast and hard, your cunt devours your toy, then with a burst of love juice, your relief is full of joy

You pull him out and lay him down, he's still buzzing on your bed, your pussy has been well fucked and I'm still in your head

All is calm and peaceful, your needs sated by your toy, sexual pleasure brought to you buy your Rabbit and this boy

Ron

Fist fuck

Dip my fingers in the lube, tonights your arse is mine, I'm gonna fist fuck you, tonight it is the time

Get you on all your fours, whilst i spread your cheeks, I'm gonna put my hand in you, i will make your pussy leak

One finger, Two fingers, Three fingers, Four, now i slide my thumb in, my dirty anal whore

Slowly i push my fist in, I'll stretch your ring so tight, grinding as I'm pushing, you're gonna cum tonight

Twisting every time i push, my knuckles pop your ring, you start to moan and push back, you love the pain i bring

Fist pushed deep in your arse, my other hand on your clit, pulling on your cliterus, i love your juicy slit

My fingers go inside your cunt, I'm playing in both holes, to make you scream as you cum, is my only goal

Whilst I'm fisting in both holes, my tongue goes on your hood, i love lapping your juicy clit, your pussy tastes so good

You are cumming hard, now I'm on your sexy tits, i could not miss a chance to play with them, if only for a bit

Sucking on your nipples they harden in my mouth, i suck on them to give you pain, before i go back south

I hope you're laying on your bed, with a hand between your legs, now you've read this poem, we're fucking in our heads

Ron

Cage 2

Wake up, wake bitch, welcome to your nightmare, kick scream all you like, no one in here cares

For years ive been watching you, then you fell into my trap, a van and a stun gun, ha i got you with a zap

Now you're in my dungeon, chained up to the bed, best do all i ask of you, or you'll wind up dead

You are going to feel the pain, like me you will shed some tears, all those days of torment, the hurt of my school years

You'll feel the humiliation, I'm going to take just what i need, tonight and from this night on, you will take my seed

I guess your wondering, why I'm not in a mask, it's because you're not going home, so don't even try to ask

Yes cry, scream and shout, no one will find you here, they never found the last girl and she's been dead a year

So get yourself some type of sleep, for tomorrow we will play, the beginning of the end for you, your nightmares here to stay

Ron

Cage 3

You feel the chain pulled tightly, you wake up bleary eyed, then you remember where you are, the fear wells up from deep inside

With one foot on the chain, he cuts off all your clothes, you're naked bruised and freezing from your head right to your toes

Rough hands start touching you, you try your best to fight, he pulls the chain tighter, he whispers " you better do it right"

Just lay there and let me play, or you will feel such pain, once I've had my way with you I'll go away again

Realisation hits her, she is now his captive slave, she lays there in silence has he takes the things he craves

Using her in every hole, he had his twisted way, butt plugs and sex toys, were used on her that day

Her body betrayed her, she didn't want to cum, but when the anal beads went in, she loved them up her bum

Stretched out on the bed, her legs tied open wide, he placed his head between her legs, his tongue just slid inside

Lapping, flicking, sucking at her cliterus, to her it still felt good, she let slip a single sigh, though she knew she never should

Fingers probing for her spot, it made her cum again, juice flowing down her legs, she soaked him like the rain

Then he dragged her up, across his knee she went, he hit her with a riding crop, it felt like heaven sent

How did he know her kinks, he knows her far to well, even her need for pain to cum, a secret she kept well

Paddles, whips, dildos each used on her pretty bum, and everytime he touched her, he would make her cum

Soon the sun was going down, he pushed her on the bed, he put his cock to her mouth, she knew to give him head

Now she was in control, her tongue had him in her spell, everytime he was close, the speed slowed, he could tell

Stop playing you fucking whore, make me shoot my seed, with his fist wrapped tight in her hair, she finished off her deed

I want to see you swallow, stick out a nice clean tongue, then i will leave, our play for the day is done

He turns and starts to walk away, she rattles her heavy chain, he goes back to her and releases her again

Thank you for the weekend love, we better get this cabin clean, then get back to your mothers, she'll wonder where we've been

25 years from the day, i first saw you in school, even then you were so beautiful, pretty and so cool

Who would've thought the prom queen would end up with the class freak, i guess it takes all sorts to find the love we seek

Ron

Caged

Through the bars of my desires, i watch you every day, how I'd love to own you, be together come what may

We see each other in the street, you always nod and smile, if i had my way with you, I'd end up put on trial

I want to lock you up, keep you in a darkened cell, but i just smile and nod back, my wants i hide so well

We've even sat toghter, one late night on a bus, you never spoke a word to me but to me it felt like us

In my mind we were together, it was coming home from a date, to you it meant nothing, to me I called it fate

Is it a obsession, you are constantly on my mind, i dream of you nightly, the really nasty kind

I've even got some pictures, i took them on my phone, you thought i was talking, when you passed on your way home

Some would call me stalker, i say I'm just your fan, i want to spend my life with you, i need to be your man

I'm caged by my obsession, like a crazed Tiger hear me roar, then you'll see the real me, I'm not a nerdy bore

All through our school days, not once did you even ask my name, you don't even know me or why we play this game

But i had a crush on you, but you never looked my way, now you're gonna pay for that, i swear to you one day

So go about your business, don't give me a glance, I'll make my plan to kidnap you, when i get the chance

Ron

Weightless

Suspended in a moment, you know you're safe and sound, even though you are blindfolded and hanging off the ground

Ropes bound around you, your muscles locked so tight, you do your best to keep still, has you hang tonight

You can hear people talking, you are there hanging art, you knew that's what they wanted, you were told right from the start

Naked as they eat their meal, over thier dinning table you must swing, obviously it must please them, to see this sort of thing

So hanging there just listening, you can hear them start to fuck, no chance of seeing though, i guess that it is bad luck

You can hear moans and groans, you hear a whip crack you are sure, then you hear a girl scream, did she just beg for more

Then you feel a hand on you, they push you like a swing, the ropes bite into your flesh, you feel a pleasure deep within

You feel yourself get lowered, upon the table laid, then one hand becomes many, you're excited but afraid

Hands are all over you, but still you're tightly bound, you can feel them groping you, you have no vision only sound

Fingers search your body, they enter every hole, being used by strangers, kind of warms your soul

The need to be desired, you love to be simply used, especially when your tied up, when you dont get to choose

Played with on the table, you are forced to suck some cock, tonight you are entertainment, paid for, you are on the clock

To you it is a win, win deal tonight you get to play, tied up, beat and then fucked and they're gonna pay

Soon you are really sore, you've had your fill of pain, at that moment the ropes go tight and your weightless once again

Ron

Carving with my words

As a sculptor has his chisels
this poet has his pen,
he wants to make you beautiful,
so he begins to write again

Ink dipped in passion,
stanzas filled with desire,
words created just for you
forged in lusts great fire

Words speaking of your smile,
I speak of painted lips,
slowly you are forming,
like a sculptor I take off chips

Chipping away at normality,
to find the inner you,
to show the world your beauty,
to let your light shine through

Removing all your barriers,
to push away dark clouds,
to bath you in my scripture,
I chip away your shroud

No need for you to hide no more,
come bask in all you are,
let me show the world and his friend
you are a shinning star

A muse who doesn't really know,
how she makes me feel,
with a smile she inspires poetry,
she makes my writing real

There have been so many sculptures, throughout the age of man,
none have inspired me,
quite like my sweet muse can

Ron

Dirty deeds, done good

You are real great at rope work, you know just how to tie, I've always had a thing for this, I'm glad you've let me try

I really liked being tied up, i loved the ropes tight upon my skin, thank you for helping me, i love to share my sin

Then we went to spanking and too my own surprise, it really made me horny and wet between my thighs

The sting of your bare hand, really stung my cheek, another ray of Sunshine in my life that once was bleak

Then you got a riding crop, you gave my thighs a whack, the pain shot right through me, i felt pleasure in my crack

You used me in every way, my body was your toy, you even gave me anal, you dirty sexy boy

Pop, pop the beads went in, it seems i love things up my bum, i didn't realise anal sex, could really make me cum

Your tongue works like magic, you suck my clit so good, my pussy juice just oozes out, as your tongue plays on my hood

Thank you for these lessons, you fulfilled my kinky needs, you are so very great at this, my king of dirty deeds

Ron

Skin to skin

Eyes meet, the first kiss, at last we are skin to skin, my hand slides into yours, i slowly pull you in

So close i can feel your breath, at last I'll taste your lips, a kiss that tastes like heaven, at last your taste i sip

You lead me to the bedroom, clothes fall to the ground, the tension is electric but we don't make a single sound

I take a single step back so my eyes can drink you in, a beauty stands before me, you smile, whilst i just grin

We climb on to the bed, we are laying face to face, at last i feel your body, as we share our first embrace

You kiss me for the first time, you have the softest touch, this is the magic moment, I've dreamt of this so much

Our bodies begin to mould as lovers soon we are one, sharing every part of us, we greet the morning Sun

Lost in a moment, time passes in a love filled haze, you must be my soul mate, you can't be some passing phase

I covered every inch of you, i cannot search no more, inside and outside of you, I've touched your very core

I lay there looking down on you, as you sleep upon my chest, i glance up to heaven, i tell him you're the best

Just when all seems perfect, when life is great it seems, i awake to find i am alone again and you were but a dream

Ron