Pun-ishment

It’s hard to write erotica,
The words don’t always cum easily.
In order to rise to the occasion,
I have to pull off the impossible;
Sucking readers in by
Teasing out their arousal
And penetrating their minds.
With just my fingers, a page, and a pen,
I’m to erect a compelling story
That will take them on a ride they never forget.
The plot must be firm
And thrust ever forward
Towards its mind altering climax
All without making a tit of myself in the process and blowing it.
Sometimes I get a bit anal,
Choking on a bratty sentence here and there.
But most of the time it’s a pleasure.
I love pinning an idea down,
Confining it to the page,
Exploring its limits,
Whipping it into shape,
Dressing it up,
And then exposing it to the world.
I like to go deep,
I like to be thorough,
I like to really grind it out.
Thus my writing sessions are long,
But ultimately my readers are satisfied,
Often multiple times.

So tell me dear reader,
Was that enough pun-ishment for today?

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From Kink, Volume 2

My Little Kinker Bell

My Little Kinker Bell,
She told me I could
‘Look but
Not tell’.

She wanted me
To hold space
For her
‘No never place’.

She
Quietly asked me,
‘Would you dare
Touch me there?’

She bit her lip
And wiggled her hips,
And with tinkling giggle she spun and said,
‘Oh dear, I hope my dress doesn’t slip!’

With such a cute face,
How could I deny,
Teaching her the many ways
In which she was to comply?

I told her
In no uncertain terms
It’s time to grow up my Little Kinker Bell
It’s time for you to learn.

I told her to
Wear her wings,
Her costume with the bells
And other pretty things.

I told her that
If she wanted to earn my lust.
She’d be a good little pixie
And swallow some magic dust.

‘Come my dear
Take a seat on daddy’s lap,
First we’re gonna play,
Then I’ll put you down for your nap.’

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From Kink, Volume 2

Only When I Am Ready

First
We will simply talk
Then
We will flirt
Finally I will give you a look
That look
The look
This will cause you to pause
Your heart will beat faster
You will take a breath
And bite your lip
And fall under my spell
I will lead you to the bedroom
And tell you to undress
Slowly
You will comply
Then
I will just look at you
All of you
Appreciating you for the work of art that you are
I will compliment you
Highlighting the parts of you
That are most appealing to me
In turn
Cataloging every inch
Of your skin
I will instruct you to pose for me
Using my words alone
To manipulate your body
Into the perfect expression
Of sexuality
You will beg me to touch you
You will want to move
You will want to play
But you will have to wait
For there are many poses I wish to see you in
And we have a lot of time on our hands
You will give me that bratty glare of yours
Cute
Cheeky
Playful
Tempting
But ultimately unsuccessful
I am not ready yet
You must wait
And pose
Exactly as I tell you
Then
When my eyes have had their fill
I will come close
Then closer still
I will take your scent
Breathing in everything that is you
Breathing in every part of you
Fully
And completely
Finally
It will be time to play
But I won’t touch you as you want
Not just yet
No
You must wait
First
It will be a fingertip
Softly
Delicately
Across your body
And down your neck
Tracing your natural lines
I will use my fingers to see
What my eyes have already seen
Then
I will use my tongue
To taste you
Softly
Sparingly
Choosing where to take my sips
I don’t want to get drunk on you
Not yet
Not until I am ready
You will be asking
Pleading
Begging for more
But you will have to wait
I tell you as such
I will tell you that things will happen
If and when I am ready for them to happen
Then
I will sit you down
And hold your hair
And your throat
And squeeze
Not too tightly
But tight enough
I will tell you to open your mouth
Wider
And to poke your tongue out
Then
I will place the tip
Just the tip of my cock
On you
You are not allowed to move
Or lick
Or suck
No
Not yet
You must wait
I will circle your lips
I will glide across your tongue
I will choose to enter you
Briefly
Telling you to cover me with you spit
Then
I will turn you around
Putting you on all fours
And tell you
To open up
And
To look back
And to be ready
Because when I take you
I will take you with such an intense passion
That we both will be swept away in the moment
I tell you that it’s time
That you are allowed to cum
And then
Then I enter you
Deeply
Firmly
Repeatedly
You push back
And I push forth
Again
And again
And again
Finally when I am ready
I stop you
And tell you
To tell me
That you want me to cum
I tell you
To tell me
Where you want me to cum
Then
And only then
Do I allow myself to release
Giving you
What you wanted from me
In every
Single
Way…
Only when I am ready

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From Kink, Volume 3

Summoning A Genie

Come hither
don’t dither,
I’m a giver
I desire to make you wither.

Slowly I will beckon
my fingers a weapon,
this session
will be a lesson.

I will learn
what you yearn,
what makes you squirm
what makes your mind turn.

Bodies entwined
pleasure divined,
my movements aligned
pleasure enshrined.

Removing your bikini
summoning a genie,
it will be steamy
a sensual Houdini.

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From Kink, Volume 3

I’ll Use My Words

I’ll use my words
to prompt and to please,
to play with people
on their knees.

To show
to suggest,
to encourage
to request.

I’ll use my words
to help you see,
what it would mean
to truly play free.

To open
to ask,
to command
to bask.

I’ll use my words,
then I use everything else.

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From Kink, Volume 3

Reading His Book

A quick thank you
Just a look
She let him know
That she’d read his book

First she asked
And then she sent
A coy smile
Atop a body heaven-sent

Somehow still subtle
Yet completely exposed
She sat knowing
He’d enjoy how she posed

His story told
All the words she read
Now his memory
Is forever in her head

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From Kink, Volume 2