You’ve Reached My Limits

You or me,
who do you want to be?
Let’s play a game
together we will see.

One slap,
the game begins.
On our knees,
embracing our sins.

I cry out,
you soothe the pain.
The pleasure of the moment,
the sound of the cane.

You catch my eye,
looking deep.
You hand me a gag,
‘Not one peep’.

I thank you,
for reading my mind.
You thank me,
for being so inclined.

For sharing a scene,
for letting loose,
for giving you my body,
for the act of loving abuse.

You go deep,
I let down my guard.
You reach my limits,
you’ve hit too hard.

The game is now over,
you untie the ropes.
We hug and talk,
we discuss our hopes.

Next time
you will know a little bit more.
You will go a little bit slower,
you will continue to explore.

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From Kink, Volume 3

inside my mind

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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.

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alone she sat
inside my mind
her essence
enough
to clear
all
the hang ups
the ex’s
the unfulfilled desires

where she went
nothing remained
other than
a lingering desire
for more
of her
of her essence
of the memory
of the night
we went wild
together

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This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 3