I Think

I think it’s about time that I cocked you raw.

That I used every hole til I can’t cos it’s sore.

I think you need hours of being forcefully fucked.

Your arse, your mouth, your wet little cunt.

I think you need to feel that you’re used.

Begging for the cum that I spurt as it soothes.

I think the sadist that resides within me.

Needs to quell your masochistic needs.

Sire

Tis a slut with a hunger for cock that I yearn.

One with an eager mouth for sperm.

One that’s compliant, but not so much so.

That she wouldn’t take a spanking for indiscretions shown.

Tis a whore, a cock hungry bitch that I need.

One that dutifully falls to her knees.

One that pulls her plump buttocks apart.

And begs, please Daddy, fuck my arse.

Tis you sweet Beauty, tis you that I want.

The one that gave me her dripping little cunt.

The one that gives her Master what’s  required.

The one who calls her Beast her sire.

 

 

 

 

Not Long Now

Not long now, til I tie you down, tie you to that bed,

Folded over, opened holes, I’ll do what I said.

Smeared lube everywhere, to make you oh so slick.

Ready for my fingers, dildos, and of course my dick.

I’m going to take my time with you,  raise you, let you fall.

I’ll let you catch your breath sometimes, but sometimes not at all.

I’ll overwhelm your senses, intensity unbound.

I’ll walk you through the stars above, then smash you upon the ground.

I want you to feel the storm, the storm that rages within me.

I want you to feel release, all control gone, mind and soul set free.

I want to fuck you, hard, as hard as hard can go.

I want to make love to you, so gently, so lovingly slow.

Not long now, til I tie you up in knots.

Til we do all of the above, til I give you all that I’ve got.

Til we become one, a singularity.

In love, in lust, in no holds barred debauchery.