KINKY POETRY
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
Tell Me
Tell me,
why is depravity so enticing?
Why do you feel so at ease
when you are on your knees?
Tell me,
why do you crave dominance?
Why do you feel most free
when you are bound by me?
Tell me,
why is pain your pleasure?
Why do you feel most satisfied
when you are being denied?
Tell me,
why you come back?
Why do feel most desired
when you are being defiled?
Tell me,
why is depravity so enticing?
Why do you feel so at ease
when you are on your knees?
Tell me,
why do you crave dominance?
Why do you feel most free
when you are bound by me?
Tell me,
why is pain your pleasure?
Why do you feel most satisfied
when you are being denied?
Tell me,
why you come back?
Why do feel most desired
when you are being defiled?
From Kink, Volume 1
Effective Bratting
Effective bratting
is an artform.
Knowing
how far to push
in order
to be pleasured
with pain.
Knowing
where the line is
between the attainment
of funishment
and true punishment.
Knowing
what rules are meant to be broken
and what rules must be obeyed
then
breaking them anyway.
For the look
for the connection
for the control
for the choice
for the domination
for the submission
for the taming of the will
and proving the inability to do so.
Effective bratting
is the embodiment
of the inherent contradiction
between submission
and freedom.
It is the playing of the game
against oneself.
It is a coy smile,
it is the knowing look.
It is words spoken through gritted teeth,
timed to the beat of a hand on flesh;
‘You may set the rules
but I get to choose
obedience
or fun
Consequences be damned.
Go ahead
punish me.
You know I’ll enjoy it.’
Effective bratting
is a challenge
to another
to somehow
control your chaos
long enough
to make you
choose
submission
Effective bratting
is an artform.
Knowing
how far to push
in order
to be pleasured
with pain.
Knowing
where the line is
between the attainment
of funishment
and true punishment.
Knowing
what rules are meant to be broken
and what rules must be obeyed
then
breaking them anyway.
For the look
for the connection
for the control
for the choice
for the domination
for the submission
for the taming of the will
and proving the inability to do so.
Effective bratting
is the embodiment
of the inherent contradiction
between submission
and freedom.
It is the playing of the game
against oneself.
It is a coy smile,
it is the knowing look.
It is words spoken through gritted teeth,
timed to the beat of a hand on flesh;
‘You may set the rules
but I get to choose
obedience
or fun
Consequences be damned.
Go ahead
punish me.
You know I’ll enjoy it.’
Effective bratting
is a challenge
to another
to somehow
control your chaos
long enough
to make you
choose
submission
From Kink, Volume 3
I Thought Of You Today
I thought of you today;
of us, together, in that certain way.
in the way that we like to play,
in the way that I make you obey,
and lay,
and say the way that you want to be treated like prey.
I thought of you today;
in my mind a constant replay,
of your smile and hip sway,
of your sensual ballet,
of my hand squeezing your airway
of how I make you pray,
screaming god’s name in a sinful display,
a pleasure and pain foray.
I thought of you today;
of how you guided me through my naïveté,
of how you made my sexuality okay,
accepting me in every way,
making each day feel like my birthday,
offering yourself the bouquet,
a free use getaway,
a mind, body and soul holiday.
I thought of you today…
I thought of you today;
of us, together, in that certain way.
in the way that we like to play,
in the way that I make you obey,
and lay,
and say the way that you want to be treated like prey.
I thought of you today;
in my mind a constant replay,
of your smile and hip sway,
of your sensual ballet,
of my hand squeezing your airway
of how I make you pray,
screaming god’s name in a sinful display,
a pleasure and pain foray.
I thought of you today;
of how you guided me through my naïveté,
of how you made my sexuality okay,
accepting me in every way,
making each day feel like my birthday,
offering yourself the bouquet,
a free use getaway,
a mind, body and soul holiday.
I thought of you today…
From Kink, Volume 3