KINKY POETRY
bare back
she rode me
bare back
deftly controlling
my every movement
with subtle squeezing
of her thighs
her eyes, my bridle
my body, her saddle
her hands, a whip
my stamina, the measure
she rode me
bare back
until she reached her destination
then she rode me some more
she guided me across rivers
she led me down mountain paths
she showed me how to move
through the places i’d never dared to alone
and when she was done
she brushed me down
massaged my aching muscles
and spoke soft soothing words into my ear
telling me
comforting me
reassuring me
helping me to know
that i did good
and that i am worthy enough
to be her steed
she rode me
bare back
deftly controlling
my every movement
with subtle squeezing
of her thighs
her eyes, my bridle
my body, her saddle
her hands, a whip
my stamina, the measure
she rode me
bare back
until she reached her destination
then she rode me some more
she guided me across rivers
she led me down mountain paths
she showed me how to move
through the places i’d never dared to alone
and when she was done
she brushed me down
massaged my aching muscles
and spoke soft soothing words into my ear
telling me
comforting me
reassuring me
helping me to know
that i did good
and that i am worthy enough
to be her steed
From Kink, Volume 3
Slow Or Fast?
Slow or fast?
I don’t need to ask
Nice or mean?
I just want to be seen.
You or me?
Take both greedily.
Pain or pleasure?
Perform at your leisure.
Give or receive?
No time for reprieve.
One or more?
Don’t you dare get off the floor.
Slow or fast?
I don’t need to ask
Nice or mean?
I just want to be seen.
You or me?
Take both greedily.
Pain or pleasure?
Perform at your leisure.
Give or receive?
No time for reprieve.
One or more?
Don’t you dare get off the floor.
From Kink, Volume 3
In Service To You
Silly girl,
don’t you know
no one can surpass you?
I find myself seduced;
by your smile,
by the way your sway
stops my stress
by the way your sultry smirk
accentuates the scent
of your sex.
Your sensuality
has made me a slave;
forcing me to supplicate myself,
forcing me to submit.
Every word I speak
is in service
to you.
Silly girl,
don’t you know
no one can surpass you?
I find myself seduced;
by your smile,
by the way your sway
stops my stress
by the way your sultry smirk
accentuates the scent
of your sex.
Your sensuality
has made me a slave;
forcing me to supplicate myself,
forcing me to submit.
Every word I speak
is in service
to you.
From Kink, Volume 3
Please, Give Me Freedom
Please daddy
Would you
Take away
The stress of my day
So that tomorrow
I’ll be reminded
Of you
And of us
In this moment?
I want to wince
Whenever I take seat
It will serve as a trigger
To bring me back
To your hand
Upon my flesh
The sound
The impact
The connection
Please give me pain
Not just for the pleasure
Not just for the distraction
But as solace
As love
As acceptance
Please
Give me freedom
Please daddy
Would you
Take away
The stress of my day
So that tomorrow
I’ll be reminded
Of you
And of us
In this moment?
I want to wince
Whenever I take seat
It will serve as a trigger
To bring me back
To your hand
Upon my flesh
The sound
The impact
The connection
Please give me pain
Not just for the pleasure
Not just for the distraction
But as solace
As love
As acceptance
Please
Give me freedom
From Kink, Volume 2
Breastflesh
My face is pressed
Against her chest
Crushed by breastflesh
Smothered in the soft caress
Of her warm welcoming press
I surrender
Hypnotized by her heartbeat
Safely surrounded
By her embrace
My face is pressed
Against her chest
Crushed by breastflesh
Smothered in the soft caress
Of her warm welcoming press
I surrender
Hypnotized by her heartbeat
Safely surrounded
By her embrace
From Kink, Volume 2