To quench your fires
My hands begin to quiver I'm now just a few inches from your skin, we are locked inside your dungeon I'm awaiting your demands on this our night of sin
I'm here to bring you sexual pleasure I will add some kinky pain, once I've made you moan and cum I'll make you scream and cum again
I can see rows of playthings there's ropes and chains hanging on the door, there was a huge chest of sex toys sitting on the stone cold marble floor
Your are wrapped in a robe I'm naked with everything in view, just a glance at my throbbing manhood told you what I really thought of you
You dropped your robe on the floor my manhood made you smile, to my surprise you fell to your knees and suck my cock for the what seemed longest while
Then I bound you to the big wooden cross, your arms and legs spread wide, once tied I put my fingers between your legs to feel the wetness they held inside
I spent the night spoiling you, I played with every kinky toy you picked, floggings and nipple clamps were used in between you getting dicked
It was my honour to give you all you asked for, to fulfil everyone of your ravenous desires, I fell asleep comfortably knowing I quenched all your sexual fires
THE KINKY POET