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An outdated bore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

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From Kink, Volume 2

Fill Me Up

I want you
to take me.

Slowly.
Gently.

First one hole,
then another,
then the third.

I invite you into me.
I invite you to fill me up

Completely.
Thoroughly.
Fully.

Satisfy me,
by satisfying yourself.

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From Kink, Volume 3

But Nothing

I want you confident,
but to quiver when touched.

I want you quiet,
but loud when fucked.

I want you calm,
but to play with vigour.

I want you free,
but totally obedient to me.

I want you,
but nothing.

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From Kink, Volume 2