KINKY POETRY
Mine
One hand
around your throat,
the other
inside you,
as I stare
into your eyes
and pin you
against my bedroom wall
growling the words,
“Tonight, you are all mine.”
One hand
around your throat,
the other
inside you,
as I stare
into your eyes
and pin you
against my bedroom wall
growling the words,
“Tonight, you are all mine.”
From Kink, Volume 3
Stern Face
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Stern face
Hold you in place
Cause you have a case
Of brat
That I need to erase
I have it all planned
A firm hand
One command
On your knees
With hands grasping the bed stand
Taken
Opened up and shaken
My name screamed
A prayer
Pagan rituals stripped bare
Again and again and again
Grasping your flesh
Pulling your hair
Throat squeezing
Internal kneading
Pleading
Begging
Screaming
‘I’m yours, take me as you will!’
Oh I will
I’ll have my fill
You’ll be taken
Until all
My desire has been awakened
Until your body is forsaken
Until we can rest
Until to our dreams
We awaken
This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 3
Make A List
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Everything I’ve never done
I want to do it with you,
let us make a list together
then make our way through…
Kissing.
Hugging.
Pulling.
Tugging.
Biting.
Scratching.
Slapping.
Napping.
Whips.
Lewd.
Chains.
Food.
Soft.
Slow.
Pain.
Show.
Dance.
Outside.
Confined.
Denied.
A girl.
A third.
A guy.
Overheard.
Fast.
Deep.
Public.
Peep.
This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 3
Kink Duckling
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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
This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2
Where Your Mind Is
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Put your mouth
Where your mind is
Go south
And find this
A soft kiss
Put your hand
Where your thoughts dwell
Take command
And tell
I invite you to compel
Put your body
Where your soul desires
Get naughty
On what your heart conspires
Make me your hobby
This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2
Forbidden Things
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Forbidden things
Have a secret charm
A passionate flair
The promise of harm
A night flower’s kiss
A soft caress
A dangerous game
Come place your guess
An enticing dance
A subtle sway
You best speak not
Of what we do this day
This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2
Cover My Eyes
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Cover my eyes
Make it a surprise
I’m your prize
Use your ties
Restrict my thighs
Accept no compromise
We’re pleasure allies
Please, let’s harmonise
Don’t leave me to agonise
I want you at full size
I’ll sit on your rise
With a dominant guise
You’ll be my demise
Drawing forth my good cries
This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2
Slaveling
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Her blindfold is on,
His inhibitions are gone.
A present on display,
A gift for his birthday.
She starts acting coy,
He breaks out a toy.
A feather across her lips,
A whip across her hips.
A stroke down her neck,
Ties to keep her in check.
He strips her down
And goes to town.
He starts going fast,
He tells her to last.
She asks him to slow,
Cause she’s about to blow.
In total submission,
She begs permission.
He does his thing
And she starts to sing.
Then she starts to yearn,
For him to take his turn.
She gets down on the floor,
Then she begs once more.
He uses her as a slaveling,
Then gives her what she’s craving.
This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2
The Ignition Of My Soul
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Most anyone
Can pleasure me
It’s a simple math equation:
Friction + Time = Orgasm
But the ignition
Of my soul?
That requires a level of artistry
Possessed by a mere few
Presence
Personality
Perseverance
Confidence
Curiosity
Aesthetic
And a willingness to explore
The intersection between our minds
And our bodies
And our souls
The desire
To delve the depths
Of one another’s shadow
The curiosity
And commitment
To take our play
All the way
To its conclusion
So please don’t come
With a recitation
Of your times tables
And expect to have
More
Than just my body
Come to me
In your totality
With your life
Acting as the canvas
For your art
This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 3