The magic of reflected love
I want to be punished,
To be spanked for what I’ve done.
Hell, I want to be spanked,
Even when I’ve done nothing wrong.
I want to give you the power,
The power to tie me down.
I want you to dominate me,
To batter me, to beat me hard and sound.
I want to feel the burn,
The stinging warmth from your hand.
I want to recede,
Make a boy from this perverted man.
I want to feel the pain,
That makes my cock hard to cum.
I want you to milk my tears, my cries,
Wanking me off as you pound my babyboy bum.
The visions I’d had,
Wild wild dreams,
Weren’t as unrealistic,
As they might have seemed.
I dreamt of a slave,
A girl on her knees,
Giving me head,
Whenever I pleased.
I’d fantasised,
Of submission given,
Of taking my fill,
From a horny girl driven.
Then the reality came,
It came through you,
You became the slave,
The submissive too.
You swallowed my cock,
Like a greedy lil slut,
You gave your body,
Which til sore I fucked.
You let me be,
The beast that hunts,
You let me feed,
From your aching cunt.
You truly became,
All I’d wanted and more,
You played your part,
For me, my whore.
But much more than this,
You set my dreams free,
You loved me enough,
To let me be me.
And I thankyou my love,
The girl that I adore,
And I hope to return all,
The dreams you’d to thought.
From darkness there’s light.
From blindness, sight.
From nothing there’s lust.
From below you’re above.
Through bondage we’re free.
Through pain you find me.
Through submission comes control.
Through each other we’re whole.
I see you in rubber,
I see you in lace,
I see you in leather,
Over my bench braced.
I see you naked,
I see you bound,
I see your submission,
My cock hard, aroused.
I have my crop,
I have my belt,
I have the desire,
To leave your arse with welts.
I have my way,
I have you,
I have the will,
To fuck you hard too.