THE KINKY POET

Putting on a show

I nervously knocked on the door, I show my invitation and I'm ushered in, I was handed a glass of wine, instantly people knew its my first time at the house of sin

I found myself a quite corner and watched the people passing by, then a gorgeous woman walked towards me, she smiled and I nodded and said hi

She introduced herself as The Goddess, i replied my name was simply Prince, I wished I'd picked a cooler name, saying it out loud made me kind of wince

We shared small talk for a short while, then she said to me it's time, I'm going to use you for tonight, I've decided you are mine

I followed her to a big room in the middle was a huge old bed, she told me to undress and lay down, I just did the things she said

Naked and feeling vulnerable she tied me down real tight, then she took her dress off, my god she was such a gorgeous sight

She put a blindfold on me it was strange to be in the dark, I felt her climb above me, it ignited every sexual spark

She kissed me all over, her well manicured nails clawing at my skin, I knew I'd be left with memory marks from this night of sin

Lost in a world of pain and pleasure, it took a while to notice the clicking from a mobile phone, then I heard whispers and I realised we weren't on our own

Then I felt another pair of hands, my heart began to race, the I felt the body heat as a pussy pushed down on my face

For moment I froze in panic but the juice was sweet and slick, I was tied down going nowhere so I simply began to suck and lick

A pussy riding my hungry tongue one riding on my cock, I knew this was a kinky house, so this shouldn't have been such a surprising shock

They swopped places changed ends it was I guess like a kinky sex halftime, the feeling of being had by both really was devine

They both orgasmed on me I tried my best to take it slow, I could hear others mumbling so I tried to put on a sexy show

Eventually I could hold on no longer, my control was lost I let loose my creamy seed, I heard a round of applause, I had done my sexual deed

The binds were taken off me, when she removed the blindfold we were alone, without a word I was dressed and ushered out, sent on my way back home

THE KINKY POET 

Sitting on your throne

Sitting on your throne, I'm  kneeling in my rightful place at your feet, you glance down and smile at me it truly is a treat

I feel your hand touch my shoulders then you run it through my hair, it's done with such deliberate control, mixed with love and care

I'm waiting there patiently hoping you'll send me on a task, I would do anything for you, you simply have to ask

I'll fetch and carry for you, help you achieve anything you crave, I've given myself over to you, please treat me like your slave

You choose my outfits, decide what kinky games we play, when you're not about I busy myself with the tasks you've set me for the day

You praise me when I've been good it fills my heart with joy, I'm honoured that you chose me, I'm your truly submissive boy

You are my gorgeous Queen, I adore you with everything I am, I'll do everything you ask of me and be the best boy that I can

THE KINKY POET 

The calmness of pain

I want to feel the bitter sting as the leather crop tip bites my skin, feel the flogger gnaw at my flesh, as the calming pain sets in

Tied up tight no room to move or hanging high from a ceiling beam, being totally at your mercy, this is to me the perfect dream

Forced orgasm or denial, make me beg your permission so I can cum, pull hard upon my nipples, push a butt plug up my bum

We have so many instruments of torture hanging on the wall, I'm totally at your sexual mercy, feel free to use them all

Mark my skin with your teeth, leave bruises where you bite, I want to ache for ages, once we've finished playing on this night

Claw me hard tear at my flesh, drag your sharp nails down my spine, the ecstacy of the pain you give me truly is devine

So come now give it to me, please me with some sexual pain, let the bitter sting ease the turmoil churning in my brain

THE KINKY POET 

Perfect world

I can't help but want you.every single minute of the day, in my mind you're tied up or always dressed for kinky play

If I had you in my bed I'd wrap you safely in my arms, kissing you so tenderly, sharing all my loving charms

I'd have pictures of your pretty face as the screen saver on my phone, so you are with me always, so we'd never be alone

I'd make you feel so special, I'd treat you like my Queen, buying you gifts would please me, I always do it in my dream

Pretty flowers and boxes of chocolates, jewellery and sexy lacey lingerie, I'd leave you silly messages saying I LOVE YOU every day

Reminders of how I feel about you, just thinking of you makes me smile, it's an escape from my loneliness, though it's only for a while

Because back in the real world, I'm sad and lonely, paralyzed in my bed, how I wished I lived in the perfect world I've created in my head

THE KINKY POET 

The end of play

Let's try a role playing game today, you tell me what to wear, you pick the scenario, choise anything I don't really care

I just want to get dressed up, you know have some kinky fun, I just want to be left used and abused once the day is done

Any ideas what you want me to wear, what character shall I be, a nun, a whore a school girl, I prisoner who can't get free

Get out the kinky toy box, use some scarfs, rope or chain, let your imagination run wild today, set free what's in your brain

Maybe I can dress up as your boss, under my suit I'm wearing Red lace lingerie, I can give you orders to fuck me and you'll do everything I say

Perhaps you could get dressed up like a doctor, get me on your examination table legs spread wide, we have one of those head torches, so you can take a good look deep inside

I could be a policewoman, push you up hard against the door, I could frisk you in the normal way and that woud lead to so much more

Handcuffs and a interrogation,  I'd beat you until you tell me all i ask or I could dress up as your sex slave and perform each and every sleazy task

Tell me what you want me to do, I'd be a obedient kinky slave, just to be used me and abused at the end of the play is the only thing I crave

THE KINKY POET 

Across the universe

I want to reach across the universe and feel your gorgeous skin, slide myself between your thighs and find the wetness that hides within

Run my hands all over you make a mental map of all your curves, use all my skills to awaken all your sexual nerves

I want to take you to sexual oblivion on my runaway sexual train, give you the type of orgasm that would simply melt your brain

Run my tongue all over you, at your sacred Chalice I would feed, lapping, sipping, thrusting, until I've taken all I need

Pull you across me so I can watch you whilst we fuck, after I've given you my throbbing manhood for you to slowly suck

It's seems a cruel and wicked twist of fate, that you're so far away but one day we may meet face to face, for that chance I wish and pray

But sadly you are so far away and I can only reach you when I sleep, I close my eyes so tightly hoping into my dreams you'll creep

THE KINKY POET 

Cheeky wink

I'm thinking of your gorgeous pussy, it's has pretty has a rose, I'd love to have it hovering just above my nose

With her pretty petals glistening I'd love to see her shine, how I wish she was in my bed, I'd love to make her mine

I'd slowly kiss along her lips, run my tongue in circles on her clit, once she was nice and wet, I'd slide my fingers deep into the slit

Collecting all her juices, I'd suck off her pussy's sweetest wine, making sure I don't spill a drop, her taste is so devine

So come to my bed tonight, please let me spread your legs real wide, let me nip inside your gorgeous thighs and push my tongue inside

My mind is racing wildly, it's going like a runaway sexual train, if I close my eyes I see it, I've got your pussy on my brain

Pretty soft and wonderful at every waking moment of her I just think, i swear even in my dreams, she gave me a cheeky wink

THE KINKY POET 

Lustful feelings 

Lustful feelings wash over me the instant you come to mind, dirty, naughty, sleazy thoughts of the kinky kind

Bondage and spankings you dressed in soft Red lace, me entering you slowly before I begin to pick up pace

Scenarios and outfits so we cam play out some kinky games, speaking to you roughly and dirty using all of the degrading names

Taking you so gently like this is your very first time, then pounding you with such a force, to make sure you know you're mine

Your body is my plaything, there only to serve my sexual needs, tied down to a table so I can carry out my kinky deeds

Legs spread wide your pussy's wet, on your swollen cliterus I feast, like a sex starved  animal, I show you the kinky sexual beast

A smile creeps across my face as I see your pictures on my phone, how I wish you weren't just a thought and I wasn't on my own

THE KINKY POET 

I ache for you

I want you so badly. I've a aching pain stiring deep inside, my desires are growing faster and to control them I have tried

But even when I'm busy or spending time with my family and friends, the ache for you continues, my desire never ends

Constantly you're on my mind, I cannot seem to stop this yearn, I wonder will we ever meet, will I ever get my turn

I dream we're together, walking on a beach of golden sand, our feet bathed in a Turquoise sea, together hand in hand

Warmed by a noonday sun, we both stop to share a kiss, I feel your painted lips on mine, its a moment of true tender bliss

I'm my dreams I have no ache, my wishes are fulfilled inside my bed, a time of pure ecstasy, grown from hopes inside my head

The moment I wake up my ache for you just starts again, in the real world I'm lonely but still you're always in my brain

THE KINKY POET 

Drifting nights

I'm laying here all on my own wishing that you were here, trying to drift off to sleep so a I could try to dream you near

Dreaming you were in my bed, our bodies bound as one, moulded in a sweet embrace but I must sleep to get this done

Trying to ignore the pain which makes it so hard to calm my brain, desperate to find a deep sleep that will bring you to me again

I close my eyes ever so tightly but still I toss and turn, I pray silently in my head to bring me to the dream of which I yearn

My mind won't stop racing through the pain I'm counting sheep, trying to find a relaxing path, to find some elusive sleep

I have brief moments of quietness, before the pain sends another wave, I try my best to drift to you, your presence is all I crave

I just get to the edge of a dream, when the pain comes flooding back so no matter how I try, I'm lying here in pain and all alone as another night drifts by

THE KINKY POET