The magic of reflected love
You know what you want,
For your needy lil cunt.
You know it’s what I got,
Hard, glistening, throbbing cock.
You know that I can use it too,
In fact I’d say you abuse it’s use.
My slut, my whore, my horny girl.
Wanting to be fucked til her cock hungry toes curl.
You know what you want,
I know too to be perfectly blunt.
You want me fucking you in every hole.
The only way to quell the need in your lustful soul.
Such sweet innocence,
Oft seen there in your eyes.
Such an angelic demeanour,
Such cuteness in your smile.
A wonderful playful nature,
A cheeky little grin.
Oh how I adore you,
And your babygirl within.
Oh to be quarantined, locked down just me and you.
Locked away for weeks, what an opportunity to use.
Our solitude without interruption, sheer fucking bliss.
Just a daddy and his babygirl, his horny lil miss.
We’d do absolutely everything, we’d play so soft, so hard.
And once your lil cunt’s too sore, we’d start using your arse.
You’d dress to tease, from cute to whorish slut.
Each and every outfit, screaming come daddy fuck!
And I would, cos no virus could ever stop.
Me wanting my sick twisted way, taking what you’ve got.
Oh to be quarantined, locked down just me and you.
Making the most of the time we’d have, fucking away the flu.
Your eyes belie the disguise
The anger simmering
Fury swirling like rays
You’ve been a little witch
This has been coming
Brewing for days
And like candy sprinkles
Sinking into sweet frosting
I can’t move from your gaze
Get your arse here
Get those knickers down
And pray
I’m afraid, I’ve displeased
So, I will daddy…get on my knees
And words will pass between us
The time for words has passed
My belt will give the effect that lasts
Now do it without a fuss
My hands fall down on the bed
And my bum sways up
As I spread my knees…
Good girl compliant at last
This punishment I must cast
For discipline and my needs
You can’t see me, my smile
The Desire, a forest fire in my eyes
My plan is working!
Whack sparks fly free into the night
Smack your fire dowsed by tears that you fight
Swipe your legs shaking, jerking
I live for this, for what we do
Flesh like cake, you squeeze, take
And I whimper for you, my love
I live for this, for what we do
Flesh that’s mine I choose to use
And you whimper for me, my love.