Her Little Bratty Man

I’m sat in my romper,

“Don’t wanna go to bed!”

Mommy’s getting angry,

She’s already said.

“You’ll get a good spanking,

If you’re a naughty boy.”

And that was the start,

Of my bratty lil ploy.

“So what!” I say,

“You don’t scare me.”

“You’re not gonna hurt,”

My final decree.

So then she moves,

Swift and sure.

Grabs my body,

Twists til over on all fours.

She pulls open poppers,

Exposes bare arse.

Looks at hard cock,

Mesmerized, but that passed.

Mind returning,

To her task at hand.

Set back to discipline,

Her little bratty man.

“No mommy, no!

I promise to be good!”

I cry waiting for hand,

To connect with a thud.

Then it does,

Damn I was wrong!

It slapped and it stings.

My mommy is strong!

So squirming in delight,

I take what she gives.

My arse so red and sore,

My cock bulging so stiff.

But that’s not the punishment,

That comes next.

“No cumming for you boy,

Now get to bed!”

“But mommy, please!?

My cock’s full and hard!

It needs your release!”

I mournfully repart.

“No, you’re a brat,

You don’t deserve to cum!”

So off I go to bed,

With just one hell of a sore bum.

 

Happy Mommy’s Day, my Mommy, my Beauty, my Babygirl, my Love ❤❤❤

 

 

 

 

 

 

Come Into My Care

Where did you go?

Don’t hide from me.

Show yourself!

Let me set you free.

Offer yourself.

Come into my care.

I’m not really a beast,

This isn’t my lair.

Words I say,

From under my veil.

Reassurances required,

As one assails.

As trust is gained,

Fear diminishes.

Can you guess,

How this sinister game finishes?

 

Divinity

Together we’re tinder to roaring flame.

We court depravity, revel in shame.

We’ll probably be damned for what we do.

I’ve done all seven deadlies, done them with you.

I have no intention to recant at all.

I’ll fall with you if my fate is to fall.

For one thing in you I clearly see.

Is hope and soul saving divinity.

You’re Real

You’re real,

Not a fantasy.

Not a creation of mind,

Imaginary.

You’re real,

We talk for days.

We tease each other,

With words we play.

You’re real,

I’ve touched your skin.

Camped in hotels,

For days of sin.

You’re real,

You cum with me.

You get sore as hell,

As we fuck endlessly.

You’re real,

You hold me tight.

We snuggle,

Cuddle each night.

You’re real,

You tell me the truth.

You love me,

Like I love you.

You’re real.