Toys are meant to be played with.
What is the purpose of cuffs
that don't have wrists to bind?
Of a paddle with no ass to smack?
Don't leave them on the shelf,
gathering dust. The vibrator
whose charge has slowly leached away
as it waited, the bottle of lube
whose cap is fused down from neglect.
The dildo left exposed to the cold air
when it should be snugly warm
in your mouth, in your cunt, in your ass.
Toys are meant to be played with,
Buckles fastened tight, flogger fronds
stroked through strong fingers. Clamps
pressing flesh until a gasp escapes
your lips. Subs, praised and spanked
and kissed and used, so they know
what they are good for. What they
are worth. Play with your toys. It's
what they live for.
(This toy is hoping to be played with tomorrow... providing the bad snow stays away!)