Submissions by DaddyNiko
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Know Me
Know me... feel me...
as you watch my eyes.
Feel tongue and cheek...
upon your thighs.
Drive my passion...
with moans and sighs.
Parting soft lips...
to screams barely cried.
Tremble now...
upon face and hands.
Then take me in...
flower to stamen gland.
Taste yourself...
as I push inside.
More deeply...
will find you in kind.
Passion builds...
flurries and ripples within.
Soaked in sweat...
muscles tightened near the end.
Breathing hard...
I lay with you now.
Touch me softly......
as you watch my eyes.
Feel tongue and cheek...
upon your thighs.
Drive my passion...
with moans and sighs.
Parting soft lips...
to screams barely cried.
Tremble now...
upon face and hands.
Then take me in...
flower to stamen gland.
Taste yourself...
as I push inside.
More deeply...
will find you in kind.
Passion builds...
flurries and ripples within.
Soaked in sweat...
muscles tightened near the end.
Breathing hard...
I lay with you now.
Touch me softly......
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Forbidden Journey
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Littleone
Littleone... hear my command.
Beckoned in leather bound fast,
And chains of love wrapped tight.
Smile up to me, your Master of love.
Take my offering... I mark you as mine.
Littleone... hear my command.
Call upon me to accept your fervent worship,
And carry my spirit to that place where you dwell,
That altar between your silken thighs.
Your temple of secret delights.
Littleone... hear my command.
Sing for me your ancient primal hymn,
Moan and sigh your sweetest music.
As soft muffled songs roll from my lips,
Tenderly pressed to...
Beckoned in leather bound fast,
And chains of love wrapped tight.
Smile up to me, your Master of love.
Take my offering... I mark you as mine.
Littleone... hear my command.
Call upon me to accept your fervent worship,
And carry my spirit to that place where you dwell,
That altar between your silken thighs.
Your temple of secret delights.
Littleone... hear my command.
Sing for me your ancient primal hymn,
Moan and sigh your sweetest music.
As soft muffled songs roll from my lips,
Tenderly pressed to...
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Savage Desires
You are close but the distance vast.
Intriguing propositions near the day's end.
Fantasies and comments not meant for the weak.
Yearning and want seduce us both.
The decadent innuendos.
Fetishes of sinful minds.
Curious to feel and know.
Interested... captivated.
Your submissiveness seeks me.
Wanting to be taught...
Begging to be shown...
Needing to be controlled.
My experience attracts you.
Calling you forth like a little girl.
Wanting you before me...
Reflecting my needs within.
Your purity,
Mine for the...
Intriguing propositions near the day's end.
Fantasies and comments not meant for the weak.
Yearning and want seduce us both.
The decadent innuendos.
Fetishes of sinful minds.
Curious to feel and know.
Interested... captivated.
Your submissiveness seeks me.
Wanting to be taught...
Begging to be shown...
Needing to be controlled.
My experience attracts you.
Calling you forth like a little girl.
Wanting you before me...
Reflecting my needs within.
Your purity,
Mine for the...
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The Passion
Burning desire consumes my thoughts, my senses.
My hands slowly caress your body.
Yearning to exploring every slope, navigate every curve.
No area left untouched.
I want...
To softly, slowly, caress you with my lips.
To feel soft hair in my firm grip.
To hear sounds of content fulfillment.
To see blissful pleasure on your face.
To loose myself in your primal scent.
I ache...
To pull your head back firmly.
To feel you quiver as my warm breath caresses your neck,
To nip your breasts with playful teeth.
To part your soft...
My hands slowly caress your body.
Yearning to exploring every slope, navigate every curve.
No area left untouched.
I want...
To softly, slowly, caress you with my lips.
To feel soft hair in my firm grip.
To hear sounds of content fulfillment.
To see blissful pleasure on your face.
To loose myself in your primal scent.
I ache...
To pull your head back firmly.
To feel you quiver as my warm breath caresses your neck,
To nip your breasts with playful teeth.
To part your soft...
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For My Pleasure
The darkness of covered eyes.
Leather-bound wrists held captive.
Muscles stretched taut... tense.
Sounds of strained rope...
And of movement unseen.
Breath shallow and labored...
Anticipation.
Caressing touches...
Fingernails lightly graze.
Swirling down the spine...
Traveling... exploring...
Lingering over the subdued curves.
Glistening droplets created...
Gently probed...
Then raised to taste.
The sting of cold braided leather.
Cries of pain and pleasure.
Waves of need.
Explosions of lust.
She...
Leather-bound wrists held captive.
Muscles stretched taut... tense.
Sounds of strained rope...
And of movement unseen.
Breath shallow and labored...
Anticipation.
Caressing touches...
Fingernails lightly graze.
Swirling down the spine...
Traveling... exploring...
Lingering over the subdued curves.
Glistening droplets created...
Gently probed...
Then raised to taste.
The sting of cold braided leather.
Cries of pain and pleasure.
Waves of need.
Explosions of lust.
She...
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The Storm
A twisting vortex whirls upon me,
stripping my mind of unnatural conventions.
Blood and sinew pounding and stretching,
to the rhythm of torrential madness.
Pounding into her battered body,
scratching and tearing her,
the claws of the maddened animal,
released in the throes of excitement.
She screams to no avail... my grip only tightens.
Thrusting harder inside her silken darkness.
Eyes shut tight, head arched back,
Sweat mixing with her musky wetness.
Is she awake? Aware?
She must give in... must give herself to it....
stripping my mind of unnatural conventions.
Blood and sinew pounding and stretching,
to the rhythm of torrential madness.
Pounding into her battered body,
scratching and tearing her,
the claws of the maddened animal,
released in the throes of excitement.
She screams to no avail... my grip only tightens.
Thrusting harder inside her silken darkness.
Eyes shut tight, head arched back,
Sweat mixing with her musky wetness.
Is she awake? Aware?
She must give in... must give herself to it....
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I Dream Of You
I dream of you...
kneeling at my feet,
neck bound in leather,
leash within my grip.
What you have wrought?
I dream of you...
sitting next to me,
clinging to my leg,
eyes filled with devotion,
lowered in demure respect.
I dream of you...
cheek pressed to my hand,
body trembling with passion,
quivering from my touch,
dying to be used.
I dream of you...
listening to you moan,
hands exploring you,
building your need,
body aching when they stray.
I dream of you...
beneath my body,
my love...
kneeling at my feet,
neck bound in leather,
leash within my grip.
What you have wrought?
I dream of you...
sitting next to me,
clinging to my leg,
eyes filled with devotion,
lowered in demure respect.
I dream of you...
cheek pressed to my hand,
body trembling with passion,
quivering from my touch,
dying to be used.
I dream of you...
listening to you moan,
hands exploring you,
building your need,
body aching when they stray.
I dream of you...
beneath my body,
my love...
1001 reads
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Random Thoughts
I stood there...
and thought my thoughts
my little whims
my little visions
then pondered them
Smiled...
I know I did
then caught your eye
you watched me
a hint of a smile
blushing shamelessly
When I turned back...
you had gone
but were you interested
just as you intrigued me
what was it you thought
of taking me home
waking in the morning
to find me there
in your bed
Or was it what I saw...
do you suppose
Thoughts of pushing you to the wall
once inside your door
of pinning your...
and thought my thoughts
my little whims
my little visions
then pondered them
Smiled...
I know I did
then caught your eye
you watched me
a hint of a smile
blushing shamelessly
When I turned back...
you had gone
but were you interested
just as you intrigued me
what was it you thought
of taking me home
waking in the morning
to find me there
in your bed
Or was it what I saw...
do you suppose
Thoughts of pushing you to the wall
once inside your door
of pinning your...
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A Matter Of Trust
She sits;
naked on the edge of the bed.
Waiting...
anticipating.
Checking my blade;
the straight razor glimmers in the lamplight,
reflecting rectangular around the walls.
I see my eyes in it's silver,
almost manic to me,
but steely calm to her.
And I begin.
I use a brush and soap;
covering her soft down with white lather.
Erotic imagery flashes before my eyes...
as I imagine unspoken acts.
But I shake them off,
and with a steady hand,
scrape away inch by erotic inch,
slowly removing her covering,...
naked on the edge of the bed.
Waiting...
anticipating.
Checking my blade;
the straight razor glimmers in the lamplight,
reflecting rectangular around the walls.
I see my eyes in it's silver,
almost manic to me,
but steely calm to her.
And I begin.
I use a brush and soap;
covering her soft down with white lather.
Erotic imagery flashes before my eyes...
as I imagine unspoken acts.
But I shake them off,
and with a steady hand,
scrape away inch by erotic inch,
slowly removing her covering,...
702 reads
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Just Words
Stand... in the room.
Guide... to the bed.
Stroke... along the spine.
Grip... the hair firmly.
Pull... the head back.
Nip... the tender neck.
Suck... below the ear.
Listen... to labored breaths.
Caress... long supple legs.
Move... up the thighs.
Lift... the pretty skirt.
Find... a satin dream.
Tease... with probing fingers.
Hook... finger on the leg-band.
Pull... it slowly over.
Expose... the sweetest vision.
Inhale... the heady scent.
Kiss... center of desire.
Taste... the sweetest dew.
Explore... every...
Guide... to the bed.
Stroke... along the spine.
Grip... the hair firmly.
Pull... the head back.
Nip... the tender neck.
Suck... below the ear.
Listen... to labored breaths.
Caress... long supple legs.
Move... up the thighs.
Lift... the pretty skirt.
Find... a satin dream.
Tease... with probing fingers.
Hook... finger on the leg-band.
Pull... it slowly over.
Expose... the sweetest vision.
Inhale... the heady scent.
Kiss... center of desire.
Taste... the sweetest dew.
Explore... every...
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The Idol
Circling in reverence,
I approach the keeper of the icon.
With low moan she blesses my trespass...
and I bow to pay homage before the shrine.
Sensuously, lingua dances,
exploring the fleshy folds of the vestibule,
eager to find the small pink idol...
that myriad have worshiped before.
Opening the vaulted doorway,
the altar upon which I must sacrifice lay before me.
With gentle veneration, I place my offer...
before the tender pink idol.
Seeking stability, the keeper's hands...
close tightly upon the vessel of my offering....
I approach the keeper of the icon.
With low moan she blesses my trespass...
and I bow to pay homage before the shrine.
Sensuously, lingua dances,
exploring the fleshy folds of the vestibule,
eager to find the small pink idol...
that myriad have worshiped before.
Opening the vaulted doorway,
the altar upon which I must sacrifice lay before me.
With gentle veneration, I place my offer...
before the tender pink idol.
Seeking stability, the keeper's hands...
close tightly upon the vessel of my offering....
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