Spank Me.

I want to be punished,

To be spanked for what I’ve done.

Hell, I want to be spanked,

Even when I’ve done nothing wrong.

I want to give you the power,

The power to tie me down.

I want you to dominate me,

To batter me, to beat me hard and sound.

I want to feel the burn,

The stinging warmth from your hand.

I want to recede,

Make a boy from this perverted man.

I want to feel the pain,

That makes my cock hard to cum.

I want you to milk my tears, my cries,

Wanking me off as you pound my babyboy bum.

 

Put Simply

Put simply, your pussy is perfect.

Put simply, it’s all I want.

Put simply, nothing satisfies.

Like a few hours of eating your cunt.

Put simply, I lust the flavour.

Put simply, le parfum que j’adore.

Put simply, the vision of you spread wide.

Pumps the blood from my gluttonous core.

Put simply, I’m going rather mad.

Put simply, my hunger I need to feed!

Put simply, I want a taste of your lil quim.

To which I’m addicted with an ardent need.

…That Night

I wish that night could have lasted forever
It was a pandemic across my body
Little death after little death

You and I in the shadows of that room
The freedom we felt, the lust we could smell
Our tongues were in a delirium

There was no ambiguity
Only pure sugar-sweet pleasure
And I had never been so high, so happy

We were each others confessor that night
My mouth and your cock
Your mouth and my pussy

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Fulfilled by Lust, by Love, and by You

My cock is hard,

My balls laden heavy.

You should be on your knees,

You should be ready.

For you’re mine to use,

My cock hungry whore.

The slut that I own,

That I love and adore.

I have such a need,

One that I must sate forthwith.

The urge to cum,

The need to give.

So get onto your knees,

Whilst I consider and choose.

Which holes I’ll fill,

Which holes I’ll use.

You’ll be happy to know,

That I’ve chosen all three.

And it could take hours,

To satisfy my needs.

My cock’s so hard,

As it fills your face.

Fucks your mouth,

Gagging disgrace.

Choking, wretching,

Sucking with greed.

Swallowing with gluttony,

My ejaculate seed.

My cock’s still hard,

Now I want your cunt.

As my fingers feel,

You’re wet with want.

I push cock in deep,

You let forth a gasp.

As I start to fuck,

I slip thumb into arse.

You shudder and cum,

As my phallus slams in.

Face flushed and red,

Split by a satisfied grin.

But now that dies,

As thumb’s substitute is cock.

Still so hard,

Bulging like rock.

It pierces your tight anus,

I see pain in pleading eyes.

They call for compassion,

Which I could choose to deny.

But I don’t, I’m gentle,

My mission’s not pain.

My mission is self pleasure,

And to give it the same.

So easily I glide,

Guided by your lead.

Easing to a pace,

That gives both our needs.

Gentle sodomy,

Loving mortal sin.

Leads to a crescendo,

As you cum, I give in,

Both reaching heaven,

With a ticket for hell’s gate,

Both fall fulfilled,

Lust fed, now abates.

And love moves in,

To cossett, to take hold.

To envelop our embrace,

Into warmth we now fold.

My cock was hard,

It was fit to burst through.

Now it lies satisfied,

Fulfilled by lust, by love, and by you.