My Thoughts

I came to you hoping

 you will be the last one

 you will temper this hunger

I gave you power no one else had

 you turned away

 you gave me nothing 

I stirred back and forth with inner turmoil

 you will give me what is mine

 you will give it all to me 

 I see what you're doing

 you saying nothing to me

 you pushing… taunting

 I will see my name written in the welts of your skin

 you deserve it

 you need it…I need it

 I will give you the pain you need to forget

 you beg for more

 you beg

 I laid dormant all this time

 You wanted the  demon  out

 I'm out

(I enjoy writing/poetry, so I blog what comes to me)

You approached me as if I'm going to break something very special in you

My purpose is not to break you.

 It is to free you and  allow you to feel 

and be who you truly are.

I have talked to a lot of people, and I find that the ones who gravitate to me, subconsciously have hidden their subside within them. They are always a Dom until we speak, and then it comes out. I have been told I am easy to speak to, and I do not judge. Honestly, I do not. I guess what I am asking is do other Dom's get this reaction?  Like they sense something, and they want to be near it.

If I approach you

Then you’re in

If you approach me

It takes time to allow you in

Once in, there it will be time to play

There will be things for you to do the way I say

You want to be tied

I want to do that to you

You want to feel the burn

I have the right wax for you

You want me inside

How deep is all you have to say

Fingers, Knuckles, Fists

Come on It will be sensual bliss

If I smack those tempting lips

It’s because I love the pout

If I squeeze your nips

It's because I want to hear you shout

You think I care

Secretly I do

You are not worth my time

You know that is not true

I want to fuck my name onto your DNA

You're having second thoughts you say

Come here give me what I need

It is only fair don’t spill that seed

When I say you can cum

Then you must

To disobey me 

Titers on losing my trust

You will learn I see it in your eyes

Open those legs spread them wide

You want to touch

So, do I

But I have things to do

So lay there hard, you won't die

Received the text

Destination approved

Hands tremble

Warehouse

Empty lot

Water beating

Bravado retreating

Cold knob

Deep breath

One foot in

One light on

Echo’s

Moans

Surrounds

Darkness

“Sit”

Defiant

“Ready”

Single nod

Red lit wall

Positions revealed

Then taken away

Dark

Panting

Siren’s moans

Wet slapping

Adonis groans

“Drop and expose”

Fabric removed

State of nature

Revealed

“Touch and show”

Traced pressed folds

Shudder

Crystalline strand

Boom

Boom

Boom

Breathe

Accept

Want

Wet

Bend

Spread

Receive

Accept

Deep

Shutter

Smack

Accept

(Again, this is a poem I wrote a year ago.)

I wanted to claim you

You were not ready

Tried to tame you

You were not ready

Take you and break you

Definitely not Ready

To be tied

You were ready.

To feel the sting of an unrelenting riding crop

You were ready.

 When my hand went around your throat,

your eyes fluttered so beautifully in complete surrender.

You were more than ready.

I’ll wait for you

because I’m ready.

(I wrote this a year ago)