My Little Slut

My little slut,

My dirty little whore.

Sweating as you cum,

Led naked on the floor.

Dildo in your cunt,

Vibrating aching clit.

Shaking into orgasm,

As your wet sex drips.

Your phone sits watching,

Recording all for me.

Your phone my window,

Letting Daddy see.

My little slut,

My dirty little whore.

Now my cock’s in hand,

Wanking til I’m sore.

Far From His Light

Your cup runneth over,

Filled full with perversion’s desire.

Your fires within rise,

Fueling a heretical pyre.

The dagger in your hand,

Gripped ready to plunge inside.

Given over to lust,

And the temptation upon which she rides.

Give yourself up to me,

Lie spread upon my altar.

Hold your nerve my sacrificial lamb,

Be strong, do not falter.

Give me the strength you hold inside,

As you work your ungodly rights.

Share the power you’d openly conjure,

As a Pagan far from his light.

I dream dreams

I dream dreams whilst wide awake.

The sort of dreams that’d make most shake.

But not you my Beauty, you dream them too.

For we are two of oh so few.

Wavelengths aligned, souls synchronised.

We see excitement not fear in each other’s eyes.

I dream dreams vivid with the colours of lust.

We make them real because we must.

We act on our desires, we make them real.

Personify perversion for the pleasure we need to feel.

I dream dreams and so do you

A natural synergy felt by oh so few.