KINKY POETRY
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
From Kink, Volume 2
Dominant
A quiet word,
Will have you kneeling,
Implicit control,
A sensual feeling.
But before we begin,
You must share your limit,
Your kinks and desires,
And what you strictly prohibit.
The truth is clear,
The choice is always yours,
To submit to my will,
To get down on all fours.
Because ‘no’ won’t mean stop,
We are going to explore,
And unless you say ‘red’,
You are giving me more.
Your body is mine,
To bite, spank and ravage,
Taking you as I please,
With the lust of a savage.
I’d say don’t be a brat,
But it is in your nature,
Will you rebel or comply,
Which urge is greater?
You want to be taken,
But not to be shamed,
To push back hard,
And then to be tamed.
I will look into your eyes,
And you will say the words,
‘Do whatever you like sir’
I won’t have you by thirds.
And once we are done,
I will bring you in tight,
With hugs and lotion,
Talking to make sure you are alright.
A quiet word,
Will have you kneeling,
Implicit control,
A sensual feeling.
But before we begin,
You must share your limit,
Your kinks and desires,
And what you strictly prohibit.
The truth is clear,
The choice is always yours,
To submit to my will,
To get down on all fours.
Because ‘no’ won’t mean stop,
We are going to explore,
And unless you say ‘red’,
You are giving me more.
Your body is mine,
To bite, spank and ravage,
Taking you as I please,
With the lust of a savage.
I’d say don’t be a brat,
But it is in your nature,
Will you rebel or comply,
Which urge is greater?
You want to be taken,
But not to be shamed,
To push back hard,
And then to be tamed.
I will look into your eyes,
And you will say the words,
‘Do whatever you like sir’
I won’t have you by thirds.
And once we are done,
I will bring you in tight,
With hugs and lotion,
Talking to make sure you are alright.
From Kink, Volume 1
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
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 crave
i crave
the distraction
that comes
with my destruction
that comes
when you
devour me
when you take me
in my totality
the indulgence of pleasure
the peace found within pain
the safety of surrender
to you
to your hands
to your teeth
to your will
on my neck
on my body
on my soul
our breath
in harmony
our movements
a dance
our essence
entwined
i invite you in
take me
to that special place
of total physical and spiritual release
where orgasm and tears and rage sit balanced upon a knife’s edge
just waiting for you
to choose
how i am allowed to release
i want to be more than just a good girl
i want to be your good girl
i want to be everything for you
and in doing so
i want to be free to luxuriate with you in the pleasures of my body
please
i cannot wait any longer
i accept and i consent
to the bites and to the bruises
they will represent the special place
that only you and i
have ventured together
all i ask
is that once you’ve taken me
that you hug me
that you bring me back
to stability
to reality
to normality
to a place that will be soon ready
to do it all again
with you
i crave
the distraction
that comes
with my destruction
that comes
when you
devour me
when you take me
in my totality
the indulgence of pleasure
the peace found within pain
the safety of surrender
to you
to your hands
to your teeth
to your will
on my neck
on my body
on my soul
our breath
in harmony
our movements
a dance
our essence
entwined
i invite you in
take me
to that special place
of total physical and spiritual release
where orgasm and tears and rage sit balanced upon a knife’s edge
just waiting for you
to choose
how i am allowed to release
i want to be more than just a good girl
i want to be your good girl
i want to be everything for you
and in doing so
i want to be free to luxuriate with you in the pleasures of my body
please
i cannot wait any longer
i accept and i consent
to the bites and to the bruises
they will represent the special place
that only you and i
have ventured together
all i ask
is that once you’ve taken me
that you hug me
that you bring me back
to stability
to reality
to normality
to a place that will be soon ready
to do it all again
with you
From Kink, Volume 3
Respect
I respect you.
But if you say yes,
for the next hour
I will treat you as if I don’t.
I respect you.
But if you say yes,
for the next hour
I will treat you as if I don’t.
Inspired by the Kink, Erotic Poetry & Fiction Collection
Cover My Eyes
Cover my eyes
Make it a surprise
I’m your prize
Use your ties
Restrict my thighs
Accept no compromise
We’re pleasure allies
Please, let’s harmonise
Don’t leave me to agonise
I want you at full size
I’ll sit on your rise
With a dominant guise
You’ll be my demise
Drawing forth my good cries
Cover my eyes
Make it a surprise
I’m your prize
Use your ties
Restrict my thighs
Accept no compromise
We’re pleasure allies
Please, let’s harmonise
Don’t leave me to agonise
I want you at full size
I’ll sit on your rise
With a dominant guise
You’ll be my demise
Drawing forth my good cries
From Kink, Volume 2
Slaveling
Her blindfold is on,
His inhibitions are gone.
A present on display,
A gift for his birthday.
She starts acting coy,
He breaks out a toy.
A feather across her lips,
A whip across her hips.
A stroke down her neck,
Ties to keep her in check.
He strips her down
And goes to town.
He starts going fast,
He tells her to last.
She asks him to slow,
Cause she’s about to blow.
In total submission,
She begs permission.
He does his thing
And she starts to sing.
Then she starts to yearn,
For him to take his turn.
She gets down on the floor,
Then she begs once more.
He uses her as a slaveling,
Then gives her what she’s craving.
Her blindfold is on,
His inhibitions are gone.
A present on display,
A gift for his birthday.
She starts acting coy,
He breaks out a toy.
A feather across her lips,
A whip across her hips.
A stroke down her neck,
Ties to keep her in check.
He strips her down
And goes to town.
He starts going fast,
He tells her to last.
She asks him to slow,
Cause she’s about to blow.
In total submission,
She begs permission.
He does his thing
And she starts to sing.
Then she starts to yearn,
For him to take his turn.
She gets down on the floor,
Then she begs once more.
He uses her as a slaveling,
Then gives her what she’s craving.
From Kink, Volume 2
Little
I need a little,
That’s old enough to understand.
I need a little,
That’s mature enough to speak their mind.
I need a little,
That’s sophisticated enough to embody their persona.
I need a little,
That’s practiced enough to know their limits.
I need a little,
That’s big enough to handle me.
I need a little,
That’s old enough to understand.
I need a little,
That’s mature enough to speak their mind.
I need a little,
That’s sophisticated enough to embody their persona.
I need a little,
That’s practiced enough to know their limits.
I need a little,
That’s big enough to handle me.
From Kink, Volume 2