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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 9th Nov 2015
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Queen Bee👠

*an erotic triple-Sonnet*          
            
(I, as a Domme with my male submissive, reminisce about our fetish lifestyle.)  
 
You speak intensely, yearningly to me,  
Your passion is to crawl inside of me.  
To grow within the wanton womb of me,  
And clone yourself for every hole in me.  
 
I liken it to living in a hive,  
Not me of course, but you a worker, strive.  
And with distorted body, your queen, thrive,  
While larvae young in honeycomb, alive.  
 
You want to be my menstrual cycle phase,  
To drink it down, the spume for when we bathe.  
Mixed in with amber essences we save,  
And share between, the rhythm of our crave.  
 
With fetishes, we welcome every kind,  
In nightly marathons to seek and find.  
 
Delicious is our sense of how we rave,  
I'd give you special license as my slave.  
Rewarding you each time you'd misbehave,  
As long as you could take all that I gave.  
 
And give to you your Mistress's release,  
Onto your head to swirl all thru’ your fleece.  
Or down your face to glaze that oral crease,  
And everywhere I squirt, your part & piece.  
 
To stay completely nude in every way,  
Prepared for beck and call when e'er I say.  
To be the best of me and never stray,  
And be a proper pupil every day.  
 
On special nights the cuffs are set aside,  
To let my ponyboy be free to ride.  
 
At toilet, when we set a dinner date,  
And dress for the occasion's formal fête.  
To place beneath my puckering a plate,  
With flatware serving morsels that you ate.  
 
And then, the darker spectrum when we fuck,  
Each one more twisted as we bite and suck.  
The taboo acts of insert, swell and tuck,  
Will always have us stretching wide our luck.  
 
Like exhibitionism to the hilt,  
Another form of sex play without guilt.  
In public spectacle they watch and tilt,  
To speculate how our sex life is built.  
 
There never seems an ending to our want,  
When darkest pleasures' deepest places haunt.      
       
       
       
Original mousework art “Pony Boy” by Jade Pandora.      
 Copyright © 2016-2018 Jade Pandora. All Rights Reserved.
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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LunaGreyhawk
Dangerous Mind
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Thetravelingfairy
Fire of Insight
United States 15awards
Joined 12th July 2017
Forum Posts: 286

Dirty Secret

What's that dirty secret
Tucked between your thighs?
About to open up
My new discovery
You tucked it inside
My dirty secret
Now we both know
We've got a new
Dirty secret
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souladareatease
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 28th Dec 2012
Forum Posts: 5085

Dreaming Of Venus

She wrapped her lips around the head of the long-necked bottle
sucking back white frothy foam and the last drips of its golden aged perfection.

Her eyes moved seductively to the corner where I lay, bound helpless by silk scarves and naked for over an hour, my cock taut purple; ready to peel out of its skin.

Earlier as She had coaxed me onto the bed and secured me to it, she began winding a purple ribbon round and about my jewels slowly forming a barber pole pattern to the length of my girth; fashioning a knot just under the head.
She said, "when Your meat matches the colour of its prison, you'll be ready for proper carnal knowledge."

The wicks of the candles danced by ceiling fan as flames coursed their way up my inches, spreading heat across my whole body, my mind was with constant struggle, trapped in trance by her legs and slow measured clicks; to her heels that stood straight buckled at the calf wrapping the white of my eyes to ultimate sin.

She leaned over the bed letting her sheer blouse fall open, just enough for my tongue to produce copious amounts of juice; the delicate fingers trimmed by French allure, slowly unwrapped my throbbing flesh, not once looking away for me to lose myself in her eyes; I glistened.

Whispering heated tones with nuzzle to my ear, her tongue explored the notes welling up from my throat; a nail then two scraping the twitching flesh, rubbing a soft forefinger to collect her owned juices that leaked profusely from my member.


~She swirled a collection mixing the lotion between both hands, plunging one hand to part my lips and the other to hers locking eyes with an animals moan.~

Lifting her leg she slid her shin and shoe along my thigh and stomach,
Positioning herself to straddle my body.
Her shining fingers slowly raised up the ebony skirt, showing off the beauty that embodied the elixir in bare  cunning fashion; I melted savoring this view and what was to come.

Eyes locked in level till she rose up grasping my hair into a clenched grip, guiding my head, lips, tongue and breath to inhale and exhale every bit of living heaven; it was her world and she let me know it, grinding my face and steering my locks as my tongue lavished and flickered with hum and absolution.

I sucked at the sides of her butterflied lips between each treasured lick holding a lock to her push-start button to begin the type of moan I feverishly desired to hear;
Her grip tightened and clawed between my hair as I popped my lips fervently darting my tongue to match her flutter.
The world breathed and pulsed matched by my own pumping blood, reaching in screams as the decent of the waterfall lay flood covering and filling all below; this was my mess to clean up and hungrily though gently, I consumed all that was delivered.

~She came down from the heavens like the Goddess she was, turning from man only to smirk at his allegiance.~

The holy temple now empty, she sought to rectify this instantly, raising herself up to hover the ivory tower; slowly descending with cries from us both that split the night, her  Nirvana closing tight around my Manna, she roamed the length with slow twist and a heartbeat pulse to a rocking-horse ride.

~The buck of the stallion kicked as she began to gallop, reaching for the perfect speed with which to run wild~

Throbs beckoned as I clenched my teeth, thumping harder to shoo them away.
Her ass danced with spirited rhythm while moans, grunts and Oh's escaped from the dance floor.
The drips of gasoline lit she grabbed tight to my sides; this told me we were headed straight for the first sunset.

~Fires burning hot we sweat out every impure deed that lusted within our eye~

The grounds shook with the rumble
and screams were heard by every neighbor, the walls rattled with picture-perfect travesty; as we both exploded like the very first mountains, enraptured by the spilling over laying waste to all within and out.

~Ties unwind and other wraps begin to bear presence, as the kisses deliver and the occasional nip, works it's way back to where all heavenly birthdays began~


 
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Eerie
Dangerous Mind
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 9th Nov 2015
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Faith, in Chains

( uncut version )

When the weather takes a turn
For the worst of how you feel.
Ripped down to bare bones that burn,
Stripped down to your cage of steel.

I’m the lover waiting there,
In the deepest of your pain.
Lets you know your heart I’ll wear,
Locked it with your ball & chain.

Sudden glimpse the underworld,
I furtive meet another.
Brazen crave, the other’s furled,
Of every man his brother.

Gone, my sweet touch while alive,
Feel the claws that open you.
Take the honey from the hive,
Satisfy my bitter brew.

Do you think I’ll change my mind,
Licking tongue, wipe clean the stains.
Pity you? Let me remind,
Owning you, your faith, in chains.    

Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 3rd Apr 2019
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WANTING YOU SO BADLY

As night covers the skies and here we lay within the darkness of night with images invading the deepest thoughts of our minds gripping and pulling at the very core of our souls, for as this feeling invades the craving that we cant seem to fight as it burns deep within our bodies making us yield for the touch our bodies as we hold one another so closely within strong arms feeling the warmth of the fire that burns deep inside.                                          
                                                                                                                                      
                                                                                                                                       For as the night shadows dance against the wall its our shadow that we see from the reflection of the moonlight that creeps through the night skies that shine from up above, adding that overwhelming feeling of lust with love whispering softly within our ears like a silent breeze crawling against the very texture of our skin.                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                    
                                                                                                                                    For as the fire from within burns even hotter with each touch of our hands as they travel across our bodies exploring the unthinkable places and positions we can be drawn within, as we see ourselves lock deep within a ball of fire and flame burning bright against the darkness of a silent night of love making through the night of lust and love.
Written by Stoney223 (WOLF BAY33)
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SeaEntity1
Thought Provoker
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Joined 30th July 2017
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Lesser Lucifer

Damn the body
Cajole the frayed threads
of a fragile soul...

Leather licorice lingo
Lick at the laced draped libido
Restrict any slip of reason
Ears leaking honeyed debauchery
An ink drop of treason
Branding me...

Your voice in my ear
His voice in my head
Eyes squeezed shut
With all my might
Prayer has no place in this bed...

As you grip me from behind
My neck and chest you suckle
The promise I made myself
Was a lie
My body,my own enemy
As my legs begin to buckle...

Here I lay
In delighted doubt
As the thick bliss
Of your tongue fills my mouth...

Fingers abuse & soothe
My nipples
While a puny pitchfork
Kabobs my middle
A half truth
Of why I croon & moan
And my lips tremble...

When you bite my shoulder
Can you see him?
Triumphant in his lear
I'm dizzy with emotion
Between being with you
& battling a demon...

The fear of losing myself
And your kiss
That sweet sin I revel
Sheds a confused tear
For I have to concur
I am at the ungranted mercy
Of my lesser Lucifer.
SE.W.10.21.18.P.
Written by SeaEntity1
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drivelicious13
alon aLion
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 1st June 2012
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Dino, I have a feeling we`re not in Bedrock anymore..............


tepid lepers        
eptly crept      
as Betty slept        
mirror spray-painted black        
to prevent reflection        
of their diseased complexions        
       
rife with        
politically incorrect        
pre-dilections        
hands with skin       
constantly shed            
unholster hypo-dermics        
poke her full of serum        
so Betty wont move or scream          
but will feel, hear, see,        
and fear them        
         
Garjot uses          
disintegrating digit        
as plectrum        
strumming up and down        
outskirts of rectum        
this get's Betty's        
soon-divided attention        
         
guess we are past        
"too sick to mention"        
Stiflorax sucks Persimmon        
mixed with saliva          
makes liquid thicken        
licks round Betty's lips        
like gloss        
so in the light          
they glisten        
         
must we address          
the pubic region?        
unfortunately "Yes"        
but lets agree          
that Betty is not
necessarily  
a Virgin        
this should take          
some edge off          
our troubling vision        
         
Rolgren brandishes        
a pair of tweezers        
and from his        
rancid sack        
produces a three week old        
meat-lovers Little Caesers        
not to be confused          
with any Ebenezer        
he plucks plentiful        
pepperoni with panache          
slathers Betty's Labia        
with sausage congealing        
then folds a slice        
and .......well        
lets just hope        
none of us know the feeling        
   
Written by drivelicious13 (alon aLion)
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wallyroo92
Tyrant of Words
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Multiple Tongues

She spreads her legs wide open
Giving them access to her beautiful shell
And they on their knees lap at her
Like beasts with a ravenous hunger to quell
 
She moans in delight despite her position
Seated on the altar up on high
A line of men and women stands and waits
To taste the juices that flow from her thighs
 
They idolize her like a goddess divine
But she definitely is not a saint
As she gives herself freely to the sinners
Who kiss and lick her clit and her taint
 
Some women stand in quiet amazement
As they themselves get wet at the sight
Of the goddess being eaten out
In constant joy and throes of delight
 
Others softly kiss her legs and her feet
In complete reverence of her sensuality
The pleasure of multiple tongues
Is a wicked fantasy turned into reality
 
They take turns worshipping her sex
The sacred ritual to see who is the one
To please her and make her release
To satisfy her until she’s able to cum
 
The goddess looks at each of them lovingly
As she whimpers and closes her eyes
And all of them linger waiting to see
Which one of them she would baptize
 
Then a beautiful young girl walks up and kneels
They feel the connection when their eyes meet
And as her youthful mouth opens to lap
The goddess delightfully quivers in heat
 
The young woman kisses and licks with such a passion
That the goddess begins to writhe and shake
Climaxing into the young woman's full lips and mouth
Releasing all her nectar with an enormous quake
 
They all witness the young girl being doused
The goddess comes off her throne to give her a kiss
Their lips and tongues locked with a fever
“I love you” the young girl whispers in bliss
 
The girl then is disrobed and carried off
By the animals who are under a spell
To satiate all their wants and their needs
By the cannibals with a hunger to quell
Written by wallyroo92
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Cocoa
Fire of Insight
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Damselinhandcuffs
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 17th Dec 2017
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"silk braids dig greedily
into my limbs,    
rearranging my skin
into sculpture;    
anticipation is a staircase
atop a hill    
building a mansion
of my excitement "

Wow. Such beautiful imagery.

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