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Poetry competition CLOSED 15th May 2017 9:50pm
WINNER
wallyroo92
wallyroo92
RUNNERS-UP:
dustyjjewels
and calamitygin
Wrapped up in Chains Erotica
Little Red Riding Whore
Little Red Riding Whore
Found her walking in the woods alone with a basket of toys
Her tiny little red dress barely covering her breast and ass
The black little fish nets make the fur on the back of my neck stand up
So I grabbed her and brought her to my cave chained to table
"Please no mr.wolf." She whined like a little girl
I take a wooden paddle in my paw and rub her ass cheek
"Crack! Slap! Crack!"
I hit her hard with a smile on my face and a pride in my eye
Another couple more cracks of my paddle and I'm ready
Little Red Riding Whore doesn't know what's coming
They don't call me the Big Bad Wolf for nothing
I rip her stocking and spread her ass cheeks with a snarl
I shove anal beads in deep and whimper with laughter
"Owwie Mr. Wolf your hurting me!" She screeches
I take my furry cock and shove it in her pussy deep
I press as hard as I can on the beads and listen to her squeal
Wonder what Granny would think of her Little Red Riding Whore
I pound deeper and harder until she is begging me to stop
"Stop Mr. Wolf. Your too big, too bad, and it hurts to much!"
"That why they call me The Big Bad Wolf." I bark.
I lick her back and force the beads back and forth again.
She blabbers like a baby and try to push forward
Though her restraints keep her right where I need her
I bite her neck and draw a little blood to leave my mark
She screams for hell but no one is around to her her wails
With one more huge slam I release my load in so deep
I keep going waiting for her release grab a vibrator and play with her clit
While I pound..Pound...POUND!
That's when she jolts forward and tries to kick away
" I'm Cummin I'm Cummin." She squeals
I chuckle and think that's right my little Red Riding Whore.
Found her walking in the woods alone with a basket of toys
Her tiny little red dress barely covering her breast and ass
The black little fish nets make the fur on the back of my neck stand up
So I grabbed her and brought her to my cave chained to table
"Please no mr.wolf." She whined like a little girl
I take a wooden paddle in my paw and rub her ass cheek
"Crack! Slap! Crack!"
I hit her hard with a smile on my face and a pride in my eye
Another couple more cracks of my paddle and I'm ready
Little Red Riding Whore doesn't know what's coming
They don't call me the Big Bad Wolf for nothing
I rip her stocking and spread her ass cheeks with a snarl
I shove anal beads in deep and whimper with laughter
"Owwie Mr. Wolf your hurting me!" She screeches
I take my furry cock and shove it in her pussy deep
I press as hard as I can on the beads and listen to her squeal
Wonder what Granny would think of her Little Red Riding Whore
I pound deeper and harder until she is begging me to stop
"Stop Mr. Wolf. Your too big, too bad, and it hurts to much!"
"That why they call me The Big Bad Wolf." I bark.
I lick her back and force the beads back and forth again.
She blabbers like a baby and try to push forward
Though her restraints keep her right where I need her
I bite her neck and draw a little blood to leave my mark
She screams for hell but no one is around to her her wails
With one more huge slam I release my load in so deep
I keep going waiting for her release grab a vibrator and play with her clit
While I pound..Pound...POUND!
That's when she jolts forward and tries to kick away
" I'm Cummin I'm Cummin." She squeals
I chuckle and think that's right my little Red Riding Whore.
Written by Countrygirl96
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A Slave to his Mistress
I have surrendered to you absolutely,
Given myself complete and whole,
I have given you my mind and body,
But then you also took my soul.
You have broken the essence of my being,
To shards and pieces spread about the dust,
Then molded me into a creation,
Solely for your pleasure and for your lust.
You have taken everything out of me,
You plucked my logic again and again,
That when I crave for desecration,
I welcome the punishment.
You break and make my spirit,
When the void you fill is just as much,
As when the words fail me you flail me,
That my flesh welcomes your touch.
This goes beyond all worship and adoration,
When your commands are the breaths I need,
And I know I’m not worthy of this servitude,
When you drink the tears I bleed.
I have surrendered to you absolutely,
Given myself complete and whole,
I have given you my mind and body,
But then you also took my soul.
You have broken the essence of my being,
To shards and pieces spread about the dust,
Then molded me into a creation,
Solely for your pleasure and for your lust.
You have taken everything out of me,
You plucked my logic again and again,
That when I crave for desecration,
I welcome the punishment.
You break and make my spirit,
When the void you fill is just as much,
As when the words fail me you flail me,
That my flesh welcomes your touch.
This goes beyond all worship and adoration,
When your commands are the breaths I need,
And I know I’m not worthy of this servitude,
When you drink the tears I bleed.
LEATHER
( a Sestina )
Mistress comes, he whimpers, on his back, naked,
Moist-eyed, face flushed, with fingers digging in.
Boot heels tap a cadence, I strut slowly 'round,
Expressionless, observing ev'ry gleaming curve,
Dragging studded belt down at My side, to brush
Polished wooden floor beneath his sweating form.
Causing him to twitch with each nerve of his form.
I stop to look down at his paleness, naked,
Vulnerable to be touched gently with a brush
Of leather-glove'ed hand, each finger tight in
A richly hand-stitched sheath that creaks as they curve
In shallow hollows of his rise, to wrap 'round.
The boy gasps, his heart leaps, his breath is a brush
Of exhalation catching, rapid loops 'round.
The moment, a balance of time held still, in
Increments of fervent looks and brows that form.
My crimson mouth, an oath, exposed and naked,
My serpent's lightning flying in a wide curve.
Its black stud leather flailing bites the naked,
More than the lack of clothing, to endure in
Sadist turnings of My corset body 'round,
To fling Myself against his spine's bare curve.
My fever's what he wants to serve with the brush
Of flame, to stoke fire's desire's form.
He presents himself to Me in willing curve,
To please Me, to reward him his joy, to brush
Aside his fear, for the love of the boy, naked.
For My pleasure of leather to come 'round,
With his hairless sex, and that perfect rare form,
He stifles a cry as my strappy slides in.
I've got him, I feel him, it shows on his face, to brush
Into sub space, his flight that weaves 'round,
Evokes bright flashes of galaxies to float in.
While Mistress leans in, hard-fucking his form,
My own space takes Me into him, naked.
He shudders & comes as I'm wrapped 'round his curve.
The circle's complete where a trust begins, to brush
Away the webs of doubt, to invoke a bond in
A life mystical, where W/we're free to be naked.
This is the first Sestina I've written.
Like the sonnet, the Sestina dates back to the Middle Ages,
was adopted by the Italian poets of the Renaissance (Dante and Petrarch),
and is often used by contemporary poets.
Mistress comes, he whimpers, on his back, naked,
Moist-eyed, face flushed, with fingers digging in.
Boot heels tap a cadence, I strut slowly 'round,
Expressionless, observing ev'ry gleaming curve,
Dragging studded belt down at My side, to brush
Polished wooden floor beneath his sweating form.
Causing him to twitch with each nerve of his form.
I stop to look down at his paleness, naked,
Vulnerable to be touched gently with a brush
Of leather-glove'ed hand, each finger tight in
A richly hand-stitched sheath that creaks as they curve
In shallow hollows of his rise, to wrap 'round.
The boy gasps, his heart leaps, his breath is a brush
Of exhalation catching, rapid loops 'round.
The moment, a balance of time held still, in
Increments of fervent looks and brows that form.
My crimson mouth, an oath, exposed and naked,
My serpent's lightning flying in a wide curve.
Its black stud leather flailing bites the naked,
More than the lack of clothing, to endure in
Sadist turnings of My corset body 'round,
To fling Myself against his spine's bare curve.
My fever's what he wants to serve with the brush
Of flame, to stoke fire's desire's form.
He presents himself to Me in willing curve,
To please Me, to reward him his joy, to brush
Aside his fear, for the love of the boy, naked.
For My pleasure of leather to come 'round,
With his hairless sex, and that perfect rare form,
He stifles a cry as my strappy slides in.
I've got him, I feel him, it shows on his face, to brush
Into sub space, his flight that weaves 'round,
Evokes bright flashes of galaxies to float in.
While Mistress leans in, hard-fucking his form,
My own space takes Me into him, naked.
He shudders & comes as I'm wrapped 'round his curve.
The circle's complete where a trust begins, to brush
Away the webs of doubt, to invoke a bond in
A life mystical, where W/we're free to be naked.
This is the first Sestina I've written.
Like the sonnet, the Sestina dates back to the Middle Ages,
was adopted by the Italian poets of the Renaissance (Dante and Petrarch),
and is often used by contemporary poets.
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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Surrender
©Oxy2016DUP
All Rights Reserved
Open your legs and spread your lips!
Just like that, see how wet you are?
With a horsetail, your cunt would be slapped.
Count as I do!
One, two, three.
There you go.
Do you like it? Answer me, damn it!
Disobey and your ass shall earn whips.
Now, hand me that ice cube!
Feel the cold burning you;
Numbing your senses,
Grazing your flesh.
Don't cum till I say you can!
Understand all that?
Inserting two fingers in...
Feel me rubbing that G-spot?
You stubborn bitch!
Another whip then.
One, two, three.
Stop squirming!
I'll lick the sting away.
Hmmm so yummy!
Like Sashimi served with Sake.
I could feel your insides,
Strangling my digits.
I see, you're shaking,
Squirting all over!
Why did I stopped, you asked?
You are not listening at all!
Told you not to cum,
Until I say you can!
Now, calm your self and kneel down!
Put your hands behind your back.
Lick my balls, suck them both!
Oh yeah, do it again, just like that.
Look at me and don't close your eyes,
Take me in as deep as you can!
Gag, tear up, my beatiful cocksucker...
Motherfucker, you're making me hard!
Stand up and sit on the edge of the bed.
Bend your knee up and rub that nub.
Look at me, see how horny you make me?
This cock, inside of you, I'll ram it hard!
Cunt, do you want that?
Then say, "Please Sir, fuck me now!"
Put your arms up.
No matter what, don't move that hand.
Screw you slut, so wet and tight!
Say it! Say your mine, all mine!
Pinch that nipples, pull both up,
Arch your back, scream with delight!
I know what you want...
Your clit played with as you're slammed.
Then what is the magic word?
Say, "Please Sir, let me cum."
Count as I do!
One, two, three.
There you go.
Cum for me!
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
There, there, there!
Let go... Let go... Let go...
Good girl.
Authors Note : This poem is a sequel to the poem IN DENIAL, submitted as an entree piece to a poetry competition themed Sensuality.
Written by OxyMoronicMe
(G.L.)
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Enslaved
Bow to her whims and caprices
Blindfolded so I cannot see
All I need is only to feel
All the things she do to me
Bind my hands above my head
Legs spread apart across the bed
Just doing only what the She-Boss says
Following sheepishly as I'm led
She sits her fat ass upon my face
Stick my tongue out as I taste
All them juices dripping down
Not a single drop left to waste
Ecstatically she moves the ass everywhere
Brushing her clit against my face without care
The faster she moves the harder I lick
As I moan and desperately gasp for air
Bow to her whims and caprices
Blindfolded so I cannot see
All I need is only to feel
All the things she do to me
Bind my hands above my head
Legs spread apart across the bed
Just doing only what the She-Boss says
Following sheepishly as I'm led
She sits her fat ass upon my face
Stick my tongue out as I taste
All them juices dripping down
Not a single drop left to waste
Ecstatically she moves the ass everywhere
Brushing her clit against my face without care
The faster she moves the harder I lick
As I moan and desperately gasp for air
flanel
a chilly fall night
wore new flannel pjs to bed rather than my usual nothing
didn't notice she had put on new flannel sheets
when I was a kid, teachers used flannel boards in the classroom,
small flannel cutouts that adhered to a board covered with flannel,
used to tell stories or illustrate lessons
the lesson I failed to learn then,
was that
flanel adheres to flannel
as I rolled over, waiting for her to come to bed,
I was quickly cocooned in sheets
as I tried to unroll the cocoon,
I was wrapped more snuggly
soon,
head covered, eyes blind, mouth muffled
one arm pinned above my head,
other arm wrapped across my chest
legs immobilized
I laid trapped on my back
I waited, motionless, for her to come to bed.
I heard a muffled snicker, a giggle, an outright laugh
then silence
soon I discovered that I was not entirely encased in sheets,
a finger,
then two,
then more,
and finally an entire hand
worked their way inside the sheets
and
inside my pajama fly
there it softly grasped my, until that very instant, flaccid dick
in moments it was not her hand that was inside the sheets
but my dick that was pointing out of its entrapment
her silent stroking, fondling, caressing
was causing an, not entirely involuntary, engorging
my hips were rocking in rhythm to her actions
an effect not unlike a mummy writhing in its wrappings
at the moment when stopping was the last thing on my mind
she stopped
I heard the door open
then close
silence
soaked with sweat under layers of flannel
erect, engorged and throbbing
actually vibrating
and trapped
a feather across the sole of my foot
involuntary jerking of my legs
a not quite muffled giggle
another tickle, and another,
then nothing
a tongue traced my dick from bottom to tip
down again, round and round
lips wetly kissed the tip
mouth opened and took me in
all the way in
and out
a hand found its way inside the sheets to caress my balls
tease them, stroke them, squeeze them
again, the very moment that stopping was not something I could imagine,
she stopped
opened her mouth
and vanished into silence
my ache at that moment was double
you've heard, no doubt, of blue balls
can you imagine engorgement contained,
both demanding relief
that I could not cause to come
the bed rocked
hands on my waist
wetness dripping onto the tip of my dick
a few second's pause (seemed like hours)
the most amazing feeling
as my dick was slowly consumed by her cunt
tip parting lips, entering her heaven,
rising into her as she lowered herself onto me
as aroused, engorged as I was,
I thrust up (as best I could) into her
her groan matched my muffled moan
her rising and lowering
quickened, became frantic
our cuming was simultaneous
mine, near violent
her's close to savage
nothing like that before
too tired to care if I was unwrapped,
fell asleep
later awoke
to: her asleep on top of me
to: cold, sticky, post sex wetness cooling my groin
to: a new found joy in her spontaneous playfulness
to: wondering when we might experience such sex as this again
wore new flannel pjs to bed rather than my usual nothing
didn't notice she had put on new flannel sheets
when I was a kid, teachers used flannel boards in the classroom,
small flannel cutouts that adhered to a board covered with flannel,
used to tell stories or illustrate lessons
the lesson I failed to learn then,
was that
flanel adheres to flannel
as I rolled over, waiting for her to come to bed,
I was quickly cocooned in sheets
as I tried to unroll the cocoon,
I was wrapped more snuggly
soon,
head covered, eyes blind, mouth muffled
one arm pinned above my head,
other arm wrapped across my chest
legs immobilized
I laid trapped on my back
I waited, motionless, for her to come to bed.
I heard a muffled snicker, a giggle, an outright laugh
then silence
soon I discovered that I was not entirely encased in sheets,
a finger,
then two,
then more,
and finally an entire hand
worked their way inside the sheets
and
inside my pajama fly
there it softly grasped my, until that very instant, flaccid dick
in moments it was not her hand that was inside the sheets
but my dick that was pointing out of its entrapment
her silent stroking, fondling, caressing
was causing an, not entirely involuntary, engorging
my hips were rocking in rhythm to her actions
an effect not unlike a mummy writhing in its wrappings
at the moment when stopping was the last thing on my mind
she stopped
I heard the door open
then close
silence
soaked with sweat under layers of flannel
erect, engorged and throbbing
actually vibrating
and trapped
a feather across the sole of my foot
involuntary jerking of my legs
a not quite muffled giggle
another tickle, and another,
then nothing
a tongue traced my dick from bottom to tip
down again, round and round
lips wetly kissed the tip
mouth opened and took me in
all the way in
and out
a hand found its way inside the sheets to caress my balls
tease them, stroke them, squeeze them
again, the very moment that stopping was not something I could imagine,
she stopped
opened her mouth
and vanished into silence
my ache at that moment was double
you've heard, no doubt, of blue balls
can you imagine engorgement contained,
both demanding relief
that I could not cause to come
the bed rocked
hands on my waist
wetness dripping onto the tip of my dick
a few second's pause (seemed like hours)
the most amazing feeling
as my dick was slowly consumed by her cunt
tip parting lips, entering her heaven,
rising into her as she lowered herself onto me
as aroused, engorged as I was,
I thrust up (as best I could) into her
her groan matched my muffled moan
her rising and lowering
quickened, became frantic
our cuming was simultaneous
mine, near violent
her's close to savage
nothing like that before
too tired to care if I was unwrapped,
fell asleep
later awoke
to: her asleep on top of me
to: cold, sticky, post sex wetness cooling my groin
to: a new found joy in her spontaneous playfulness
to: wondering when we might experience such sex as this again
Written by J_J_Jay_Jr
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Tell Me
Tell me you love this pussy.
I'm tired of playing games.
I'm about to put every woman
you've ever fucked with to shame.
I'm gonna tie your hands
to the posts of the bed.
Let me sit on your tongue
with my pussy lips spread.
Tell me you love this pussy.
Give me all that stiff tongue....
I'm riding it and moaning at
the top of my lungs.
Rocking my hips back &forth,
emmmmmmmmmmmm
Baby make me cum.
Cumming hard ...so hard
Climax number one.
Tell me you love this pussy.
As I kiss you down your chest,
I'm stroking your cock asking
you who's the best.
I love to savor your precum,
Its taste, a salty sweet.
Your cock is rock and throbbing
like it has a heartbeat.
I kiss and spit.
Lick and suck.
Jerking wet cock
while I suck on your nuts.
Tell me you want this pussy.
I told you once it's not a game,
Hold still while I tie your feet to the bedframe.
A slap to your face....
Don't look surprised.
All tied up and vulnerable,
But the dick is steady on the rise.
Tell me you want this pussy.
I've got a trick...
Watch my tight wet wet
Swallow your long thick dick.
I'm taking it baby,
Im taking it all...
Stuffing your cock between
these walls.
Tell me you need this pussy.
Bouncing on my tippy toes.
Fucking you good love.
No time for 'I told you so's'
Let me turn this ass around.
Reverse cowgirl.
Ass clapping on that dick
While I pump, grind, and swirl.
Im riding your big dick baby.
My pussy is so full.
You're saying my name
And bucking like a rodeo bull.
I know you're abt to cum
For me.
I'm jerking it off
So I can see.
Your body shakes violently.
Yessss give me that nut.
Ive got my tongue out
like dirty little slut.
Here it cums.
Ahhhh yeaaaaa.
Cum on baby, cum now.
I catching every bit of your
essence in my mouth.
I swallow and suck it til
it's limp and soft. You're
trembling and weak from the
way I got you off.
Get some rest, you'll be tied up
until I say. Maybe you'll think the
next time you decide to give my dick away.
I'm tired of playing games.
I'm about to put every woman
you've ever fucked with to shame.
I'm gonna tie your hands
to the posts of the bed.
Let me sit on your tongue
with my pussy lips spread.
Tell me you love this pussy.
Give me all that stiff tongue....
I'm riding it and moaning at
the top of my lungs.
Rocking my hips back &forth,
emmmmmmmmmmmm
Baby make me cum.
Cumming hard ...so hard
Climax number one.
Tell me you love this pussy.
As I kiss you down your chest,
I'm stroking your cock asking
you who's the best.
I love to savor your precum,
Its taste, a salty sweet.
Your cock is rock and throbbing
like it has a heartbeat.
I kiss and spit.
Lick and suck.
Jerking wet cock
while I suck on your nuts.
Tell me you want this pussy.
I told you once it's not a game,
Hold still while I tie your feet to the bedframe.
A slap to your face....
Don't look surprised.
All tied up and vulnerable,
But the dick is steady on the rise.
Tell me you want this pussy.
I've got a trick...
Watch my tight wet wet
Swallow your long thick dick.
I'm taking it baby,
Im taking it all...
Stuffing your cock between
these walls.
Tell me you need this pussy.
Bouncing on my tippy toes.
Fucking you good love.
No time for 'I told you so's'
Let me turn this ass around.
Reverse cowgirl.
Ass clapping on that dick
While I pump, grind, and swirl.
Im riding your big dick baby.
My pussy is so full.
You're saying my name
And bucking like a rodeo bull.
I know you're abt to cum
For me.
I'm jerking it off
So I can see.
Your body shakes violently.
Yessss give me that nut.
Ive got my tongue out
like dirty little slut.
Here it cums.
Ahhhh yeaaaaa.
Cum on baby, cum now.
I catching every bit of your
essence in my mouth.
I swallow and suck it til
it's limp and soft. You're
trembling and weak from the
way I got you off.
Get some rest, you'll be tied up
until I say. Maybe you'll think the
next time you decide to give my dick away.
Written by LovelySoul89
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Gerda
Gerda loves me
She says so
Big fat Gerda
with yellow smelly braided hair
She comes in here
In my room
In this basement
and speaks of doom
she speaks of love
she speaks of destiny
she speaks so soft
her voice so tinny
She says today
she will set me free
after keeping me
for many months
tortured me for love
pleasured me for love
Gerda is at the door
with a roaring chainsaw
She says so
Big fat Gerda
with yellow smelly braided hair
She comes in here
In my room
In this basement
and speaks of doom
she speaks of love
she speaks of destiny
she speaks so soft
her voice so tinny
She says today
she will set me free
after keeping me
for many months
tortured me for love
pleasured me for love
Gerda is at the door
with a roaring chainsaw
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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At His Leisure
My skin listens to the words his fingertips carve into my mind.
A slow and steady tracing of me so to bring me begging to my knees.
I was his craving but my will was in his hands.
He guides me where I belong at a given moment whispering his dirtiness into my ears.
Satan's tongue, he was my ultimate sin, and a sin to which I need not be forgiven.
I tasted of submission
and he enjoyed my willingness to let go and bare myself to him.
My cunt soaked at the danger that lurked in demonic eyes,
safety wasn't an option with him,
to let him in meant to allow him inflict what he so chose.
The allure was the never knowing what would come next,
an excitement for the unknown...
for the pain that showed no mercy...
for the brink of death and pleasure all in the same moan.
Some may say he was my death, but he was the life to my ending.
The magnitude of dangers that would be inflicted sent me shivering against the binds and chains he keeps me in.
To move meant pain but too move also meant that I'd be allowed to feel him against my eagerness.
A price to pay to satisfy my cravings and thus in paying the tab he gains pleasure in catching my screams with his crimson mouth, leaving only a low growl in our throats.
He was a mystery meant to be read one clue, one bruise, one glare, one moan, one scream at a time.
He was gentle in the way he made me suffer,
biting,
kissing every inch until I laid drenched in my own blood and his scent...
my breath catching in my chest as he pulled me back to him.
The chains appear to be part of me and he is the artist that drew me this way,
his rag doll,
a masterpiece he had perfected with his cock thrusting and vigorously pounding me to the edge of pleasure.
He could leave me this way...
possibilities were endless...
no rules were set,
but he wants to be the reason my last breath is his and that my soul, my body never forgets.
He blinds me from watching his handy work to tickle a trail between my cuffed and flushed thighs.
He indulges in my flavors ,
nothing is left to waste,
his teeth clench to draw blood to my clit.
Never had I been made to suffer for the purpose of pleasure this way.
The feel of his slow glide back in my bruised and tender warmth was hell's gates...
my screams were not a safety...
no limits...
no safety....
The pain would only subside at his leisure and one final scream for him that caught always time and time again in his beautiful mouth.
A slow and steady tracing of me so to bring me begging to my knees.
I was his craving but my will was in his hands.
He guides me where I belong at a given moment whispering his dirtiness into my ears.
Satan's tongue, he was my ultimate sin, and a sin to which I need not be forgiven.
I tasted of submission
and he enjoyed my willingness to let go and bare myself to him.
My cunt soaked at the danger that lurked in demonic eyes,
safety wasn't an option with him,
to let him in meant to allow him inflict what he so chose.
The allure was the never knowing what would come next,
an excitement for the unknown...
for the pain that showed no mercy...
for the brink of death and pleasure all in the same moan.
Some may say he was my death, but he was the life to my ending.
The magnitude of dangers that would be inflicted sent me shivering against the binds and chains he keeps me in.
To move meant pain but too move also meant that I'd be allowed to feel him against my eagerness.
A price to pay to satisfy my cravings and thus in paying the tab he gains pleasure in catching my screams with his crimson mouth, leaving only a low growl in our throats.
He was a mystery meant to be read one clue, one bruise, one glare, one moan, one scream at a time.
He was gentle in the way he made me suffer,
biting,
kissing every inch until I laid drenched in my own blood and his scent...
my breath catching in my chest as he pulled me back to him.
The chains appear to be part of me and he is the artist that drew me this way,
his rag doll,
a masterpiece he had perfected with his cock thrusting and vigorously pounding me to the edge of pleasure.
He could leave me this way...
possibilities were endless...
no rules were set,
but he wants to be the reason my last breath is his and that my soul, my body never forgets.
He blinds me from watching his handy work to tickle a trail between my cuffed and flushed thighs.
He indulges in my flavors ,
nothing is left to waste,
his teeth clench to draw blood to my clit.
Never had I been made to suffer for the purpose of pleasure this way.
The feel of his slow glide back in my bruised and tender warmth was hell's gates...
my screams were not a safety...
no limits...
no safety....
The pain would only subside at his leisure and one final scream for him that caught always time and time again in his beautiful mouth.
Written by Erotic_Goddess
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Bound and Gagged
He is at the computer typing away
I am in the mood to play
I slip off to our room
Gliding in my butt plug tail
Putting on my head band ears
I curl up in daddy's lap
You know daddy's busy
Little kitty
I revert to kitty talk
I won't stop
Until I get my way
Okay little kitty you wanna play
Picking me up
Toss me on the bed face down
Straddles my hips
Forcefully tying me to the bed restraints
Reached in the side table drawer
Wondering what he has in store
Places a gag ball in my mouth
Strapping it tight
He also grabbed the whip
Spanking me
One, two, three
My ass is as red can be
Unbuckling his pants
Dropping them to the floor
Isn't this what you wanted kitten
My pussy begins to glisten
He sticks is raging cock in
Pulling himself in deep using my hair
Without an inch to spare
Deep hard thrust
Until he busts
Gives me another spanking
Pains Pleasurable sting
Walking out of the room
Leaving me there
Bound and gagged
He is at the computer typing away
I am in the mood to play
I slip off to our room
Gliding in my butt plug tail
Putting on my head band ears
I curl up in daddy's lap
You know daddy's busy
Little kitty
I revert to kitty talk
I won't stop
Until I get my way
Okay little kitty you wanna play
Picking me up
Toss me on the bed face down
Straddles my hips
Forcefully tying me to the bed restraints
Reached in the side table drawer
Wondering what he has in store
Places a gag ball in my mouth
Strapping it tight
He also grabbed the whip
Spanking me
One, two, three
My ass is as red can be
Unbuckling his pants
Dropping them to the floor
Isn't this what you wanted kitten
My pussy begins to glisten
He sticks is raging cock in
Pulling himself in deep using my hair
Without an inch to spare
Deep hard thrust
Until he busts
Gives me another spanking
Pains Pleasurable sting
Walking out of the room
Leaving me there
Bound and gagged
