I’m 47…

I’m 47

And
I’m in heaven✨
I found it here on earth
With you…
A pearl
For my necklace…
I’m in a tight-twirl 
Your needy babygirl
It’s you…I swirl
The time we have…
Lasting an eternity
Holding hands
Bundled up in love
Happy….truly happy…
My hips move like my lips
My lips move like my hips…
Swallowing you whole
Shaking free your soul
Making you feel it too…
Our heaven on earth 🌏
I love you Beast ❤️

Flip the light

It needs to be scratched

Doesn’t it?

Your itch…

Your need to switch

If I lay next to you

Close to you

Will you let me into you?

You want to be used

My living, breathing dildo

Filling me, your impresario

Will you show me

What I need to see

Will you give all to me?

On demand

On my command

Taking me to my dreamland…

Let’s undress each other

Let’s not hide from each other

Let’s be real

The master, the servant

Doing what we do

Turning on, getting off

Flipping our light

Spectacular

There’s something quite spectacular,

As I feel your throat convulse.

My cock pushed deep into you face,

Throbbing to a quickened pulse.

My fists in, pulling your hair,

Keeping you my toy in place.

While I fuck your mouth so hard,

Clearly discarding all grace.

There’s something quite spectacular,

As you suddenly choke and gag.

On the flood of thick warm cum,

Fired forth from loaded ball bag.

 

 

Daily Prompt: Costume (Ain’t no costume drama)

This ain’t no costume drama,

Our dress shows our intent.

You in fishnet thigh highs,

Me in your panties bent.

Whack you slap my naughty arse,

I whimper a shallow cry.

Whack you slap my sissy lil arse,

I can see the power in your eyes.

Please miss, please beat me more,

Make my rosie red cheeks sting.

Please miss, please beat me raw,

Til hot my arse sings.

This ain’t no costume drama,

This is life oh so painfully real.

So slip on those fishnet thigh highs,

And make me your sissy boy squeal.

via Daily Prompt: Costume

Daily Prompt: Simplify (A More Austere Time )

If my aim was merely to simplify,

I’m afraid your arse I must dimplify. 

For base as it may seem my love.

Stripping you back is not nearly enough.

Back to the basics of a more austere age.

Where punishments were dealt to unwilling slaves.

The strap for misdemeanors that only I see.

A sting sewn deep for you from me.

So let me again quietly clarify.

Convey in words simplified

Your arse is mine to redden raw.

An activity from the past I simply adore.

Fear not this correction, fear not the pain.

For I fear my Beauty you’ll adore it just the same.

via Daily Prompt: Simplify

Daily Prompt: Tend (Tend To)

I tend to like things you do too.

Like folding you up to deeply screw.

I tend to enjoy the dreams we share.

Dreams come true like your arse spanked bare.

I tend to want things I know you’ll provide.

Like fucking your throat while tightly tied.

We tend to share the same open mind.

That allows our fantasies to actually unwind.

via Daily Prompt: Tend

My Fear?

I fear that I might break you my toy

That in my exuberance I may just employ

A little too much force here or there

You might pull something, possibly tear

I fear I might hurt you my slave

That whilst you’re tied and I’m being depraved

A slash of my belt might burn too deep

That my little Angel may cry, may weep

I fear I might burn you my love

That the Devil will be closer than those from above

That we together may just lose our souls

As wanton lust swallows us whole

I fear all these things above you see

The things you bring forth from within your Beast

The need he has to dominate you

The need I have for all this to come true