Hooded man
Tied up in a lonely cabin, where no one would hear you scream, already you are getting wet, for this is your favourite dream
Abducted off a quiet street, you're tied up, gagged inside a van, by a unknown assailant, you call the hooded man
You hear footfall outside the cabin, then you hear the door, then you hear his heavy boots, move across the floor
Though you have no Blindfold his hood gives not a single clue, who is your captor and what he's about to do
Then you feel his calloused hands has he starts to strip you bare, buttons pop and clasps snap, the hooded man don't care
Soon he has you naked your modesty you cannot hide, though you try to cover yourself by moving side to side
Then get lands the first spank, his skin is hard and rough, your knees start to tremble, but you try to act all tough
But you let out a little whimper, or was it a sexual sigh, though you pretend you hate it, your body starts to lie
Your nipples are already hard, there's a puddle forming on the floor, your pussy now is seeping, a sure sign you're wanting more
The hooded man obliges then he moves in for the kill, you feel him push apart your legs, he's gonna take his fill
He puts his mouth to your Sacred place, his tongue flicks around, he's kneeling at your alter, he's touching sacred ground
You shudder has you explode, your cum rushes down his chin, he tries to lap up every drop, to waste it would be a sin
He made you cum so very hard, so hard like no other can, you wake in a damp patch again, courtesy of your hooded man
THE KINKY POET