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THE KINKY POET

Some of my erotic poetry
3 years ago. October 20, 2020 at 10:45 AM

The tower and the Queen

High up in the tower, locked behind a big oak door, lives a lonely Queen, who's chained down to the floor

There she sits and weeps all day not knowing whats she's done, only light in her cell is delivered by the Sun

But when the Sun says good night, fear runs through her head, she knows he will come for her, he'll take her in her bed

Slowly the light fades the night is drawing near, she hears footstep coming, she's overwhelmed with fear

The key turns in its lock, the Oak door is opened wide, in steps the evil King, Two henchmen at his side

They unshackle the poor Queen, then throw her on the floor, leaving her alone with the King they turn and close the door

He steps up to her closer, she meets him eye to eye, he grabs her by her hair but she knows she mustn't cry

If she dares to shed a tear, the torture gets intense, the pleasure he gets from breaking her seems always so immense

Rough hands start groping her, his unshaven face scraps skin, wine soaked breath, falls upon her face, his mind is full of sin

There's no tender moments, no chance for her to get wet, he rams his fingers deep inside, todays the roughest yet

He pins her against the wall, he's gnawing at her skin, biting, nipping, licking, more fingers get shoved in

He makes her turn and face the wall, he takes her from behind, she hates his cock up her arse, so she tries to block it out her mind

He alternates between both holes, her face pushed hard against the wall, pounding, grinding, groaning the King just takes it all

He throws to her knees, he grabs her by the head, he thrusts his cock into her mouth, no single word is said

Pushing deep into her throat, he loved to make her sick, but she knew he would beat her, if she threw up on his dick

So she wretched and gagged and struggled to breath, but she knew she had to suck, if he didn't get his way, she knew she would get struck

His breathing got quicker she knew he was nearly done, then she would be alone again, to greet the morning Sun

She felt him jerk with one last push, his demon seed shot out, carefully she swallowed every drop, she didn't want a clout

He wiped his cock upon her hair, his hand crashed against the door, the door open and once again she was chained back to the floor

Again alone in darkness, left shackled she began to cry, her father left her with this king but she just dont know why

No chance of a Prince Charming, riding in on his charger to save the Queen, she closes her eyes and tries to sleep, she'll find him in her dream

Ron

Literate Lycan​(dom male) - Wow! This was intense! Good but dark write to me. Applause 👏
3 years ago
The Kinky Poet​(other male) - Thank you
As always
Ron
3 years ago
Mama Bear JJ​(dom female){koa} - I agree, intense and dark indeed. Very well written, and despite the subject matter, one of my favorites. Love when poetry, stories, and scenes are more than just erotica, when they have a tale to tell as well. Good job Mr Ron 💕
3 years ago
The Kinky Poet​(other male) - Thank you as always Jess i like to tell a tale if i can
So glad you enjoyed this one
Love and light
Ron xxx
3 years ago

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