How Could I Not Submit?

She looked over
From across the room
And I knew
She knew
That I
Would be hers that night
And every night
She desired

How could I not submit?

Such confidence
Such assertiveness
Such attitude

She approached
And we spoke
Her words
Like bondage
Her caress
Like a feather
Her eyes
Like a command

How could I not submit?

Such gentle force
Such subtle control
Such masterful contact

She took me to her room
And told me
How to undress
How to pose
How to pleasure
She told me
And I obeyed
She told me
I was
A good boy

How could I not submit?

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From Kink, Volume 2

Slaveling

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.

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From Kink, Volume 2

Words Flee

Soft touch
Hard gasp
Hand grab
Breathe fast

Tongue taste
Air in
Pulling hair
Moaning begin

Eye contact
Begging plea
Going deep
Words flee

Come hither
Beckoning finger
Can’t talk
Only whimper

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From Kink, Volume 2

Lilith #1

Possessed
Her back arc
Demonic
Twisting at my loins
My eyes
Fixated
On her sway
Her nude body
Enticing
Asking
Welcoming
Demanding me
To enter

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From Kink, Volume 2