Sex, erotic poetry, Kink Volume Two Z.P. Phillips Sex, erotic poetry, Kink Volume Two Z.P. Phillips

kink as therapy

exploring what was taken
consenting to go there again
this time by choice
with one you trust above all others
empowered by surrender
to reclaim pleasure from within the pain

 

exploring what was taken
consenting to go there again
this time by choice
with one you trust above all others
empowered by surrender
to reclaim pleasure from within the pain


 
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art

you are a work of art
worthy
of being bound
strung up
pinned against my wall
and displayed
every inch of you explored
a private gallery viewing
reserved for my hands alone

 

you are a work of art
worthy
of being bound
strung up
pinned against my wall
and displayed
every inch of you explored
a private gallery viewing
reserved for my hands alone


 
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Pun-ishment

It’s hard to write erotica,
The words don’t always cum easily.
In order to rise to the occasion,
I have to pull off the impossible;
Sucking readers in by
Teasing out their arousal
And penetrating their minds.
With just my fingers, a page, and a pen,
I’m to erect a compelling story
That will take them on a ride they never forget.
The plot must be firm
And thrust ever forward
Towards its mind altering climax
All without making a tit of myself in the process and blowing it.
Sometimes I get a bit anal,
Choking on a bratty sentence here and there.
But most of the time it’s a pleasure.
I love pinning an idea down,
Confining it to the page,
Exploring its limits,
Whipping it into shape,
Dressing it up,
And then exposing it to the world.
I like to go deep,
I like to be thorough,
I like to really grind it out.
Thus my writing sessions are long,
But ultimately my readers are satisfied,
Often multiple times.

So tell me dear reader,
Was that enough pun-ishment for today?

 

It’s hard to write erotica,
The words don’t always cum easily.
In order to rise to the occasion,
I have to pull off the impossible;
Sucking readers in by
Teasing out their arousal
And penetrating their minds.
With just my fingers, a page, and a pen,
I’m to erect a compelling story
That will take them on a ride they never forget.
The plot must be firm
And thrust ever forward
Towards its mind altering climax
All without making a tit of myself in the process and blowing it.
Sometimes I get a bit anal,
Choking on a bratty sentence here and there.
But most of the time it’s a pleasure.
I love pinning an idea down,
Confining it to the page,
Exploring its limits,
Whipping it into shape,
Dressing it up,
And then exposing it to the world.
I like to go deep,
I like to be thorough,
I like to really grind it out.
Thus my writing sessions are long,
But ultimately my readers are satisfied,
Often multiple times.

So tell me dear reader,
Was that enough pun-ishment for today?


 
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Nightmares & Fantasies

I am
The intersection
Between your nightmares
And fantasies

Punishing you
With the pleasure
You thought you wanted

Pleasing you
With the pains
You never imagined

I am
Too much
Of a good thing
And
Not enough of a bad

Excessive desires
Fulfilled
Scant nourishments
Withheld

Far too much
Of what you want
Not nearly enough
Of what you need

An attractive horror show
Filled
With the bastard children
Of
Ecstasy and terror

 

I am
The intersection
Between your nightmares
And fantasies

Punishing you
With the pleasure
You thought you wanted

Pleasing you
With the pains
You never imagined

I am
Too much
Of a good thing
And
Not enough of a bad

Excessive desires
Fulfilled
Scant nourishments
Withheld

Far too much
Of what you want
Not nearly enough
Of what you need

An attractive horror show
Filled
With the bastard children
Of
Ecstasy and terror


 
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love notes written in flesh

bite marks
are love notes
written in flesh

physical poetry
carved onto skin
just waiting to be read

the body
made into a canvas
of aesthetic pleasures

a homage
to the ecstasy
of submission

 

bite marks
are love notes
written in flesh

physical poetry
carved onto skin
just waiting to be read

the body
made into a canvas
of aesthetic pleasures

a homage
to the ecstasy
of submission


 
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Do You Think Me A Whore?

Do you think me a whore
Just because I want more?
Just because I want another to adore?
Just because I know what to ask for?
You judge and deplore
Critique and abhor
But really you lack the rapport
To get a partner onto the floor
Onto all fours and willing to explore
Your personality inspires rancour
Like gremlin from folklore
A conservative dinosaur
An outdated bore
Desperately judging what you wish to score
Secretly lamenting how you too cannot soar
Thus I choose to ignore
Because I know love isn’t a chore
Not something to close behind a door
Not something to relegate to yore
I make being a whore a part of my core
A part of my lore
A part of my decor
Therefore
I won’t listen to you anymore
I won’t keep open your drawer
I won’t wear the labels you implore
No longer your opinion will I try to restore
I own the fact that I am a whore

 

Do you think me a whore
Just because I want more?
Just because I want another to adore?
Just because I know what to ask for?
You judge and deplore
Critique and abhor
But really you lack the rapport
To get a partner onto the floor
Onto all fours and willing to explore
Your personality inspires rancour
Like gremlin from folklore
A conservative dinosaur
An outdated bore
Desperately judging what you wish to score
Secretly lamenting how you too cannot soar
Thus I choose to ignore
Because I know love isn’t a chore
Not something to close behind a door
Not something to relegate to yore
I make being a whore a part of my core
A part of my lore
A part of my decor
Therefore
I won’t listen to you anymore
I won’t keep open your drawer
I won’t wear the labels you implore
No longer your opinion will I try to restore
I own the fact that I am a whore


 
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Use Your Words

If you want something,
Ask for it.
Explicitly state your desire.
Get specific.

Tell me exactly what
You hope I will do to you.
Tell me exactly why
You want me to do it.
Tell me exactly
How it will make you feel.

I command you
To speak.
To express everything.
To use your words.

Any pleasure
You receive today
Must first come
From your mouth.
Only then
Will I consider giving it to you.

 

If you want something,
Ask for it.
Explicitly state your desire.
Get specific.

Tell me exactly what
You hope I will do to you.
Tell me exactly why
You want me to do it.
Tell me exactly
How it will make you feel.

I command you
To speak.
To express everything.
To use your words.

Any pleasure
You receive today
Must first come
From your mouth.
Only then
Will I consider giving it to you.


 
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She Heard I Love You

He gave her the look
He spoke a command
He used the voice
He sat her down

She discovered pleasure
She explored her limits
She gained freedom
She learnt to surrender

He said ‘good girl’
She heard I love you

 

He gave her the look
He spoke a command
He used the voice
He sat her down

She discovered pleasure
She explored her limits
She gained freedom
She learnt to surrender

He said ‘good girl’
She heard I love you


 
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The Wolf & The Cat

The large wolf toyed
With the little pussy cat
He played with her
The same way she played with the rat

Pinning her down
Then letting her go
He gave to her
What she used to bestow

That primal power
That predatory lust
That look in his eyes
Submit she must

She wants to fight back
To show she’s no easy prey
But she couldn’t help but accept
To be his from this day

How could she not
When he is so much more
Besides she’s curious
There’s a new role to explore

The little pussy cat
Now owned by the beast
The large protector
With her as his feast

From hunter to hunted
She accepts his lead
She accepts his commands
She accepts his seed

She accepts her role
To always keep him satisfied
Knowing that he will love her always
His new pussy cat bride

 

The large wolf toyed
With the little pussy cat
He played with her
The same way she played with the rat

Pinning her down
Then letting her go
He gave to her
What she used to bestow

That primal power
That predatory lust
That look in his eyes
Submit she must

She wants to fight back
To show she’s no easy prey
But she couldn’t help but accept
To be his from this day

How could she not
When he is so much more
Besides she’s curious
There’s a new role to explore

The little pussy cat
Now owned by the beast
The large protector
With her as his feast

From hunter to hunted
She accepts his lead
She accepts his commands
She accepts his seed

She accepts her role
To always keep him satisfied
Knowing that he will love her always
His new pussy cat bride


 
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My Little Kinker Bell

My Little Kinker Bell,
She told me I could
‘Look but
Not tell’.

She wanted me
To hold space
For her
‘No never place’.

She
Quietly asked me,
‘Would you dare
Touch me there?’

She bit her lip
And wiggled her hips,
And with tinkling giggle she spun and said,
‘Oh dear, I hope my dress doesn’t slip!’

With such a cute face,
How could I deny,
Teaching her the many ways
In which she was to comply?

I told her
In no uncertain terms
It’s time to grow up my Little Kinker Bell
It’s time for you to learn.

I told her to
Wear her wings,
Her costume with the bells
And other pretty things.

I told her that
If she wanted to earn my lust.
She’d be a good little pixie
And swallow some magic dust.

‘Come my dear
Take a seat on daddy’s lap,
First we’re gonna play,
Then I’ll put you down for your nap.’

 

My Little Kinker Bell,
She told me I could
‘Look but
Not tell’.

She wanted me
To hold space
For her
‘No never place’.

She
Quietly asked me,
‘Would you dare
Touch me there?’

She bit her lip
And wiggled her hips,
And with tinkling giggle she spun and said,
‘Oh dear, I hope my dress doesn’t slip!’

With such a cute face,
How could I deny,
Teaching her the many ways
In which she was to comply?

I told her
In no uncertain terms
It’s time to grow up my Little Kinker Bell
It’s time for you to learn.

I told her to
Wear her wings,
Her costume with the bells
And other pretty things.

I told her that
If she wanted to earn my lust.
She’d be a good little pixie
And swallow some magic dust.

‘Come my dear
Take a seat on daddy’s lap,
First we’re gonna play,
Then I’ll put you down for your nap.’


 
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Lilith #2

He made her to tempt
He made her to please
He made her to make
All men beg on their knees

She fulfilled his designs
And took them further
Through the lust of kings
She inspired mass murder

Beside every great man
She stood and waited
Learning their souls
Ensuring their desire never abated

He tasked her with glory
She obtained it and more
Returning to his lair
Acting the whore

He knew her ploy
But was powerless to resist
His realm became hers
Hell held in the palm of her fist

She took off his clothes
She took off his brand
She took off his collar
And gave him her line in the sand

Now I am the master
Of everything yours
You will call me mistress
And serve me on all fours

 

He made her to tempt
He made her to please
He made her to make
All men beg on their knees

She fulfilled his designs
And took them further
Through the lust of kings
She inspired mass murder

Beside every great man
She stood and waited
Learning their souls
Ensuring their desire never abated

He tasked her with glory
She obtained it and more
Returning to his lair
Acting the whore

He knew her ploy
But was powerless to resist
His realm became hers
Hell held in the palm of her fist

She took off his clothes
She took off his brand
She took off his collar
And gave him her line in the sand

Now I am the master
Of everything yours
You will call me mistress
And serve me on all fours


 
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The Wolf & The Cat

The large wolf toyed
With the little pussy cat
He played with her
The same way she played with the rat

Pinning her down
Then letting her go
He gave to her
What she used to bestow

That primal power
That predatory lust
That look in his eyes
Submit she must

She wants to fight back
To show she’s no easy prey
But she couldn’t help but accept
To be his from this day

How could she not
When he is so much more
Besides she’s curious
There’s a new role to explore

The little pussy cat
Now owned by the beast
The large protector
With her as his feast

From hunter to hunted
She accepts his lead
She accepts his commands
She accepts his seed

She accepts her role
To always keep him satisfied
Knowing that he will love her always
His new pussy cat bride

 

The large wolf toyed
With the little pussy cat
He played with her
The same way she played with the rat

Pinning her down
Then letting her go
He gave to her
What she used to bestow

That primal power
That predatory lust
That look in his eyes
Submit she must

She wants to fight back
To show she’s no easy prey
But she couldn’t help but accept
To be his from this day

How could she not
When he is so much more
Besides she’s curious
There’s a new role to explore

The little pussy cat
Now owned by the beast
The large protector
With her as his feast

From hunter to hunted
She accepts his lead
She accepts his commands
She accepts his seed

She accepts her role
To always keep him satisfied
Knowing that he will love her always
His new pussy cat bride


 
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It Felt Like Heaven To Flirt With Hell

It felt like heaven
To flirt with hell
To saunter past
Where shadows dwell

The devil’s touch
Like an angel’s caress
Forcefully moved
My body blessed

Elated by falling
The embodiment of sin
My new bed awaited
A revelation within

A prayer escaped
I screamed his name
His attention on me
The moment I came

Divine intervention
Both body and mind
Stuck in that moment
Soul forever entwined

Trapped eternally
In a pleasure spell
The heaven I desired
Is now my hell

 

It felt like heaven
To flirt with hell
To saunter past
Where shadows dwell

The devil’s touch
Like an angel’s caress
Forcefully moved
My body blessed

Elated by falling
The embodiment of sin
My new bed awaited
A revelation within

A prayer escaped
I screamed his name
His attention on me
The moment I came

Divine intervention
Both body and mind
Stuck in that moment
Soul forever entwined

Trapped eternally
In a pleasure spell
The heaven I desired
Is now my hell


 
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I Trust You To Abuse Me

I want to be cared for
Whilst being abused

Loved whilst being lashed
Caressed whilst choked
Heard whilst harmed
Touched whilst tortured
Spat on whilst spoiled

I want to trust someone
Enough
To degrade me
To demean me
To destroy me
Only to build me back up
Stronger
Sexier

Safety in your arms
Or under your boot
Or wherever you want me

I’m yours
In my totality

 

I want to be cared for
Whilst being abused

Loved whilst being lashed
Caressed whilst choked
Heard whilst harmed
Touched whilst tortured
Spat on whilst spoiled

I want to trust someone
Enough
To degrade me
To demean me
To destroy me
Only to build me back up
Stronger
Sexier

Safety in your arms
Or under your boot
Or wherever you want me

I’m yours
In my totality


 
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Orgasm

The brief moment
When all the world stills
The fall
Into a lovers embrace
Into ecstasy
Into oblivion
The little death
A eulogy of motion
A tribute to the moment
To passion for passions sake
To losing oneself
In the safety of another
In their flesh
In their mind
In their totality
And them in yours
A frenzy
A connection
A satiation
Peace

 

The brief moment
When all the world stills
The fall
Into a lovers embrace
Into ecstasy
Into oblivion
The little death
A eulogy of motion
A tribute to the moment
To passion for passions sake
To losing oneself
In the safety of another
In their flesh
In their mind
In their totality
And them in yours
A frenzy
A connection
A satiation
Peace


 
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Degrade Me

Veiled insults
Read as compliments
Read as flirtation
Arousal
Your words
Degrading me
Beating me down
Picking at my insecurities
Revealing my darkest truths
But
Because they come from you
Because I know your intention
Because of the connection we share
They feel like love
Filling me up
Making me feel safe
Embracing my depravity
Living out my animalistic lust
Encouraging
Allowing
Freeing me
Totally

 

Veiled insults
Read as compliments
Read as flirtation
Arousal
Your words
Degrading me
Beating me down
Picking at my insecurities
Revealing my darkest truths
But
Because they come from you
Because I know your intention
Because of the connection we share
They feel like love
Filling me up
Making me feel safe
Embracing my depravity
Living out my animalistic lust
Encouraging
Allowing
Freeing me
Totally


 
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I Want To Be Fucked...

I want to be fucked

Not romanced
Not held
Not made love to

Fucked

Taken
Used
Controlled
Posed
Choked
Ridden
Pounded
Dominated

Fucked

I don't want you to be gentle
I don't want you to be kind
I don't want you to go slowly

I want you to fuck me 

Take me
Slap me
Bind me
Move me
Abuse me
Own me

Fuck me

 

I want to be fucked

Not romanced
Not held
Not made love to

Fucked

Taken
Used
Controlled
Posed
Choked
Ridden
Pounded
Dominated

Fucked

I don't want you to be gentle
I don't want you to be kind
I don't want you to go slowly

I want you to fuck me 

Take me
Slap me
Bind me
Move me
Abuse me
Own me

Fuck me


 
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The Love I Feel

The love I feel
So impossibly real

A point of reality
Against a bleak totality

A pin prick of light
That illuminates the night

A whispered prayer
Promising a truth and a dare

A look and a touch
That’s never too much

A lifetime together
Souls entwined forever

 

The love I feel
So impossibly real

A point of reality
Against a bleak totality

A pin prick of light
That illuminates the night

A whispered prayer
Promising a truth and a dare

A look and a touch
That’s never too much

A lifetime together
Souls entwined forever


 
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