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THE KINKY POET

Some of my erotic poetry
4 years ago. August 17, 2020 at 11:36 PM

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Tied up, blindfolded, spread eagle, on the masters bed, you can hear someone in the room or is that just in your head

Someone moving quietly, they're not making to much sound, you laying naked, helpless, he's got you tightly bound

You're startled has you feel his hand, stroke against your thigh, strong powerful fingers, you let out a little sigh

You laying in darkness, your senses heightened by his touch, slowly he reaches the edges of your moistened crutch

Stroking your lips softly, inside you purr and smile, you love to feel so wanted, the pain will be worthwhile

You know he loves to use toys, clamps, hot wax and ice, these things would scare most people but you just think they're nice

Two strong hands gripping you, his breath is on your cunt, he pushes open your petals, his hunger starts to hunt

Tongue tip encircles, your clit blossoms and starts to twitch, she is getting excited at thought of being his dirty bitch

Your pretty Pearl droplets begin to form upon your lips, he moves in ever closer, from you he takes a sip

He breathes in your essence, like somebody tasting wine, then ordering a bottle because the vintage's so devine

After playing with your flower, he slides up towards your tits, instantly your nipples harden, he sucks them for a bit

Pulling hard and biting, marks appear upon your skin, he loves to brand his bitch, to show just where he's been

He move up higher, his tongue brushes painted lips, you respond so passionately, has he reaches for his whip

Crack the sting cuts through you, you cry out and arch your back, no sooner has the pain subsides you get another whack

Now it's going hardcore, the masters come to play, prepare yourself for freaky shit, he's in the mood today

Leather straps across your skin, at your flesh they bite and gnaw, the pain is really bad but your scream out for more

He puts clamps on your nipples, a butt plug up your bum, ice cube pushed inside you, the intense cold will make you cum

Screaming, begging, moaning, but you wont say his name, you know he loves that most of all, it's all part of his power game

You feel your pussy stretching as he pushes in his fist, deep slow, grinding, knuckles stroke your clit with every twist

Your juices are over flowing, you've soaked his silk bed sheets, your gift to your master, in return for all your treats

Then he stands beside, he puts a vibrator on your clit, that's it you've lost control, you'll be cumming in a bit

With one hand on the vibrator the other around your throat, you know he's gonna choke you, this really floats your boat

The feeling has he squeezes you, your fighting for a breath, who knew ecstasy would be so close, to the point of death

Asphyxiation sex, the near death feeling's your hearts desire, you love all the pain stuff, but choking stokes your fire

So close to passing out, your mind fades as you slip away, orgasm crashes over you, you love to cum this way

Ron

 

 


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