KINKY POETRY
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
Inspired by the Kink, Erotic Poetry & Fiction Collection
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
Inspired by the Kink, Erotic Poetry & Fiction Collection
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?
From Kink, Volume 2
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
From Kink, Volume 2
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.
From Kink, Volume 2
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
From Kink, Volume 2
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
From Kink, Volume 2
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.’
From Kink, Volume 2
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
From Kink, Volume 2
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
From Kink, Volume 2
Good Girl #2
Stand
Twirl
Face me
Smile
Face away
Bend
Assume position
Present yourself
Wider
Welcome me
Squeeze
Push back
Deeper
Accept me
Fully
Good girl
Stand
Twirl
Face me
Smile
Face away
Bend
Assume position
Present yourself
Wider
Welcome me
Squeeze
Push back
Deeper
Accept me
Fully
Good girl
From Kink, Volume 2
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
From Kink, Volume 2
Kink Duckling
i’m a kink duckling
imprinting myself
onto the first
sexy thing I see
if you
get me off
i’ll follow you
for more
but
this little duckling
is special
he can imprint more than once
eventually
it all becomes part of me
and I want to play
with most everyone
nylons
pain
rope play
toys
edging
exhibition
brattiness
bois
cnc
bimbos
tattoos
glasses
littles
sharing
eye contact
asses
i’m a kink duckling
imprinting myself
onto the first
sexy thing I see
if you
get me off
i’ll follow you
for more
but
this little duckling
is special
he can imprint more than once
eventually
it all becomes part of me
and I want to play
with most everyone
nylons
pain
rope play
toys
edging
exhibition
brattiness
bois
cnc
bimbos
tattoos
glasses
littles
sharing
eye contact
asses
From Kink, Volume 2
She Wanted Me
She wanted me to ask
She wanted me to explore
She wanted me to speak
She wanted me to want more
She wanted me to command her
To tell her what was required
To tell her how to sit
To tell her she was desired
She wanted me to know
What was in her mind
What she wanted to do
What would make her spellbind
She wanted my inside her
Mind, body, and soul
She wanted me
To make her whole
She wanted me to ask
She wanted me to explore
She wanted me to speak
She wanted me to want more
She wanted me to command her
To tell her what was required
To tell her how to sit
To tell her she was desired
She wanted me to know
What was in her mind
What she wanted to do
What would make her spellbind
She wanted my inside her
Mind, body, and soul
She wanted me
To make her whole
From Kink, Volume 2
If It’s With You
If it’s with you
There’s no limits
To what I’ll let you do
Take me
However you must
Express the depths of your lust
Total control
I’m yours
Body and soul
Don’t hold back
Use me
To get what you lack
Make my body
Do what you need
How much clearer must I plead?
Embrace the animal within
Just let go
I’m down for your sin
Don’t be gentle
Don’t be kind
Trust that I’ll speak my mind
Because if it’s with you
There’s no limits
To what I’ll let you do
If it’s with you
There’s no limits
To what I’ll let you do
Take me
However you must
Express the depths of your lust
Total control
I’m yours
Body and soul
Don’t hold back
Use me
To get what you lack
Make my body
Do what you need
How much clearer must I plead?
Embrace the animal within
Just let go
I’m down for your sin
Don’t be gentle
Don’t be kind
Trust that I’ll speak my mind
Because if it’s with you
There’s no limits
To what I’ll let you do
From Kink, Volume 2
Where Your Mind Is
Put your mouth
Where your mind is
Go south
And find this
A soft kiss
Put your hand
Where your thoughts dwell
Take command
And tell
I invite you to compel
Put your body
Where your soul desires
Get naughty
On what your heart conspires
Make me your hobby
Put your mouth
Where your mind is
Go south
And find this
A soft kiss
Put your hand
Where your thoughts dwell
Take command
And tell
I invite you to compel
Put your body
Where your soul desires
Get naughty
On what your heart conspires
Make me your hobby
From Kink, Volume 2
Like The Reading Of A Book
a glance
not stolen
but rather
chanced
a smile
not coy
but given
in advance
a touch
so subtle
a petal
it would not break
a love
so pure
the ground
it could shake
an intentional nod
a slight
bite
on your lower lip
moving her
hair back
a neck caressed
by soft fingertips
a glass of wine
given
the sharing
of a look
a soft silent
knowing
like the reading
of a book
a glance
not stolen
but rather
chanced
a smile
not coy
but given
in advance
a touch
so subtle
a petal
it would not break
a love
so pure
the ground
it could shake
an intentional nod
a slight
bite
on your lower lip
moving her
hair back
a neck caressed
by soft fingertips
a glass of wine
given
the sharing
of a look
a soft silent
knowing
like the reading
of a book
From Kink, Volume 2
Your Little Whore
One taste had me wanting more
Soft and sweet, your little whore
Taken as you liked, right here on the floor
Your word, is my lore
My body, is your score
I couldn’t have handled you before
Not until I had you as a mentor
A contradiction for sure
But with you, I felt cared for
With you, I felt free to explore
Everything I desired and much more
You guided me with candour
You taught me to preform an encore
You opened up every door
With no guilt to answer for
And no inhibitions anymore
Just primal pleasure
Just a sensual roar
Just you,
With me, your little whore
One taste had me wanting more
Soft and sweet, your little whore
Taken as you liked, right here on the floor
Your word, is my lore
My body, is your score
I couldn’t have handled you before
Not until I had you as a mentor
A contradiction for sure
But with you, I felt cared for
With you, I felt free to explore
Everything I desired and much more
You guided me with candour
You taught me to preform an encore
You opened up every door
With no guilt to answer for
And no inhibitions anymore
Just primal pleasure
Just a sensual roar
Just you,
With me, your little whore
From Kink, Volume 2