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

She Heard I Love You

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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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He gave her the look
He spoke a command
He used the voice
He sat her down

She discovered pleasure
She explored her limits
She gained freedom
She learnt to surrender

He said ‘good girl’
She heard I love you

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This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2

Little

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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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I need a little,
That’s old enough to understand.

I need a little,
That’s mature enough to speak their mind.

I need a little,
That’s sophisticated enough to embody their persona.

I need a little,
That’s practiced enough to know their limits.

I need a little,
That’s big enough to handle me.

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This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2