KINKY POETRY
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
How Could I Not Submit?
She looked over
From across the room
And I knew
She knew
That I
Would be hers that night
And every night
She desired
How could I not submit?
Such confidence
Such assertiveness
Such attitude
She approached
And we spoke
Her words
Like bondage
Her caress
Like a feather
Her eyes
Like a command
How could I not submit?
Such gentle force
Such subtle control
Such masterful contact
She took me to her room
And told me
How to undress
How to pose
How to pleasure
She told me
And I obeyed
She told me
I was
A good boy
How could I not submit?
She looked over
From across the room
And I knew
She knew
That I
Would be hers that night
And every night
She desired
How could I not submit?
Such confidence
Such assertiveness
Such attitude
She approached
And we spoke
Her words
Like bondage
Her caress
Like a feather
Her eyes
Like a command
How could I not submit?
Such gentle force
Such subtle control
Such masterful contact
She took me to her room
And told me
How to undress
How to pose
How to pleasure
She told me
And I obeyed
She told me
I was
A good boy
How could I not submit?
From Kink, Volume 2