My Scheme

In cuffs and a collar,

You are but my dream.

Unable to deflect,

The will of my scheme.

With a gag and a blindfold,

More senses removed.

Those except,

For the ones that I choose.

Your skin is alive,

Goosebumped, waiting for touch.

Your pussy getting wetter,

Building an ache in your crotch.

Legs spread by a bar,

Spread open wide.

Unable to stop the first droplet,

Escape down your thigh.

Hands secured,

Above your sweet head.

The anticipation it holds,

Both excitement and dread.

But now, it’s my time,

What I do next is for me.

It’s what I want,

It’s what I need.

The slightest pinch,

Upon your you taut lil breast.

Sends a shock wave out,

South to north, east to west.

The hard upward slap,

That shocks your wet cunt.

Removes your composure,

Draws an uncomfortable grunt.

The unseen biting teeth,

Leave my mark on your arse.

Raise a muffled scream,

Summon determination as I laugh.

But what is pain,

Without pleasure hand in hand.

As the vibrating wand,

Now brings a demand.

It finds your clit,

It finds your core.

It pulls out orgasmic ecstasy,

Til it drips upon the floor.

You can hardly catch breath,

As my palm slaps your flesh.

Every place touched,

Not just buttocks and breasts.

I want your whole body,

To feel that sting.

I want every inch,

Of your skin to sing.

Before I release you,

Before I give succour.

Before I comfort,

Become gentle lover.

Then your reward,

Your gift is returned.

And with warmth and true love,

You receive what you’ve earned.

Respect and admiration,

For your sweet sacrifice.

My love and affection,

For the rest of our lives.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Insanity

The words pour forth in a torrents at times.

I can write what I want, what I need to write.

These words come, they come from you.

You inspire me to write and its all I can do.

Thankyou my beauty, for your patience and time.

Thankyou for your love and accepting mine.

For without you, I’d be a vast barren plain.

You give my mind life, you make insanity sane.

Too Hard

I listen to the breeze whisper a curse.

The blackest of night’s shrouds covered it’s verse.

Insipid the words that worked their way in.

Dragging me down o’er dark vales of sin.

Oh how I needed a friend tonight.

A friend to guide me to the light.

And there you were my friend indeed.

There you were to bind wounds that bleed.

Shining as my beacon calling me back.

Your beauty, your love, made pain retract.

Thankyou my love I owe you my heart.

My light, my saviour, when all seemed too hard.