Sex, erotic poetry, Kink Volume Two Zachary Phillips Sex, erotic poetry, Kink Volume Two Zachary Phillips

My Little Kinker Bell

R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.

It is art, not advice.

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R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.

It is art, not advice.

If this is your first time I strongly recommend you click here for a content warning, and to appropriately frame this work, before reading.


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.’


This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2

 
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Please, Give Me Freedom

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It is art, not advice.

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R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.

It is art, not advice.

If this is your first time I strongly recommend you click here for a content warning, and to appropriately frame this work, before reading.


Please daddy
Would you 
Take away
The stress of my day
So that tomorrow
I’ll be reminded
Of you
And of us
In this moment?

I want to wince
Whenever I take seat

It will serve as a trigger
To bring me back
To your hand
Upon my flesh

The sound
The impact
The connection

Please give me pain
Not just for the pleasure
Not just for the distraction
But as solace
As love
As acceptance

Please
Give me freedom


This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2

 
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