Scream

Scream you little bitch,
No-one will hear.
There’s nothing like fucking,
That induces a little fear.
Wondering if the rope,
At your throat’s too tight.
Or if your skin will break,
As I take bite after bite.
Scream you little whore,
No one could cares less.
If I batter your arse,
Leave a bruised tender mess.
Wondering If you’ll be able,
To sit any time this week.
Or your swollen used cunt,
Will shrink back to petite.
Scream you little slut,
If you want all that’s in store.
Put your face in your pillow,
And scream out for more.

Next Time We Meet

I’ve been pondering what I want,

What we do next time we meet?

Whether I fuck you with all our toys,

Or consume you without accompaniment, neat.

I’ve been envisaging us together again,

In our place with our best friend lust.

Whether I tie you down to give and take,

Or leave you free to help and adjust.

I’ve been dreaming the dreams we’ve always made true,

Each one has been hotter than hot.

And I don’t care what the hell we do!

As long as we give all that we’ve got.

 

 

Love and Lust

I love to see you collared.

To see that I own you.

I love to see you in rope.

Knotted and looped through.

I love your arse plugged.

Prequel to our play.

I love to eat your pussy.

To feel you swoon and sway.

I love to make love.

To fuck adventurously.

I love to cum inside.

Let my seed flow into thee.

I love how you love.

Everything we do.

I love how love and lust.

Is the foundation of us two.

Upon our bed

Pictures of us in my head, 

You’re tied down ready upon our bed. 

No lingerie,  I see you nude,

Oh what a sight,  my Beauty filled view.

I ponder first, which course to take, 

A luxury I have,

As your unable to escape.

My mind made up, I touch your skin,

I gently caress, so softly it’s a sin.

Watching the goosebumps appear in fingers wake,

I listen to the contented sighs that you make.

I feel the want, ebbing from your heart, 

Now you’re ready,  now the fun starts.

Wand comes second, held firmly to clit,

You cum third, crying ” Holy shit!”.

An outburst crude, I’ll not stand for that.

And suddenly the wand is replaced with a slap!

“Aaargh fuck!” A cry of heartfelt pain,

Encouraging me to slap clit again and again.

Til then I hear what I need,

“I’m sorry daddy, I’m sorry, please!”

I stop and I climb between tied thighs,

I look for remorse in your blue eyes.

I see it there, real, I see regret,

I also see glistening, your cunt, it’s so wet.

So, what else is a daddy to do?

But kiss it all better, to lick up that dew.

To make good our play with tongue and lips.

To keep going as you cum, cum bucking hips.

I taste you my Beauty, my sweet tasting girl,

I lap up your juices as you cum, come unfurled.

Easing off, I’m proud of my sweet,

Thankful for the courage , the bravery I meet.

For its not everyday that anyone would give.

Themselves over bound to truly live.

So untied now, again I caress. 

And show you through love, how I’m truly blessed.