Submissions by Punished
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Nov 2020 7:44am
27th Nov 2020 7:44am
XXX X-mas Eve
#sex
#erotic
#violence
#BDSM
#holiday
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ANGER POEM
Published
27th Jan 2016 7:21am
27th Jan 2016 7:21am
Titmouse and Donkey; A SAD RELATIONSHIP SIMILE!
Titmouse and Donkey; A SAD RELATIONSHIP SIMILE!
As Valentine’s shall soon occur,
I choose to comment, my love, on our sad state of affairs.
Vows, promises made, now a blur with years of hate spurring
Love to almost hate, tears where the less we care!
I was in my very early twenties.
You were in your early thirties.
Present time of our relationship, I’d give only pennies.
In our Alpha you appeared not old and worth to me as gold.
A courtship of nine years.
What made you take the plunge? Fear?
Good times had resulting in many cheers....
As Valentine’s shall soon occur,
I choose to comment, my love, on our sad state of affairs.
Vows, promises made, now a blur with years of hate spurring
Love to almost hate, tears where the less we care!
I was in my very early twenties.
You were in your early thirties.
Present time of our relationship, I’d give only pennies.
In our Alpha you appeared not old and worth to me as gold.
A courtship of nine years.
What made you take the plunge? Fear?
Good times had resulting in many cheers....
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Mar 2015 1:19am
25th Mar 2015 1:19am
Peeping Time (another site prompt poetry contest)
For ten minutes
I can see without being seen.
Pick a male, professional friend, very astute.
Almost three decades he has been on the scene.
Always inside me, he sends a shockwave of throb.
Inside his house, what shows?
How does he do his husbandly jobs?
One time I'd like to feel how.
I'd rather feel instead of peep.
I can see without being seen.
Pick a male, professional friend, very astute.
Almost three decades he has been on the scene.
Always inside me, he sends a shockwave of throb.
Inside his house, what shows?
How does he do his husbandly jobs?
One time I'd like to feel how.
I'd rather feel instead of peep.
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
25th Mar 2015 1:10am
25th Mar 2015 1:10am
What I can be if only!
What I can be if only! ************missing pictures can't show makes the affect of poem less understood.
BRIDGEPORT, OKLAHOMA
United States Post Office,
A drawer of distinct age smell and aroma.
My development is a historic process.
The town itself, almost hit glory.
See the view yourself what is left.
Me, the drawer that could tell plenty of stories.
Please look beyond the stressed.
Bridgeport almost became a booming crowed town.
A lady named Cleo Beatrice Utterback, stepped down,
Her first step in...
BRIDGEPORT, OKLAHOMA
United States Post Office,
A drawer of distinct age smell and aroma.
My development is a historic process.
The town itself, almost hit glory.
See the view yourself what is left.
Me, the drawer that could tell plenty of stories.
Please look beyond the stressed.
Bridgeport almost became a booming crowed town.
A lady named Cleo Beatrice Utterback, stepped down,
Her first step in...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Mar 2015 8:47am
18th Mar 2015 8:47am
Exploring my backdoor
Exploring my backdoor
Working on expelling bad feelings regarding my backdoor
Therapist says write in a journal.
Mostly husband treated me like a hore.
Cared less what was for me internal.
Now I know anal requies training.
Only for him cared as to what he was gaining.
My friend told me her second husband for her meant plenty of opening.
Trusting my friennd of over four decades
Had one butt plug and did insert.
Wow. I can't explain. Rushing cascades.
I guess from the raping, a small plug didn't hurt.
After two days, rushed to the store...
Working on expelling bad feelings regarding my backdoor
Therapist says write in a journal.
Mostly husband treated me like a hore.
Cared less what was for me internal.
Now I know anal requies training.
Only for him cared as to what he was gaining.
My friend told me her second husband for her meant plenty of opening.
Trusting my friennd of over four decades
Had one butt plug and did insert.
Wow. I can't explain. Rushing cascades.
I guess from the raping, a small plug didn't hurt.
After two days, rushed to the store...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Mar 2015 2:35am
14th Mar 2015 2:35am
Friday For Us
Friday For Us
My ex, definitely not my pet,
Had spoken of boredom in our erogenous zones.
Spoke, reaching for a titillating tone, of commands or threats
Insisting of my entertaining his old bones.
Constantly the totalitarian
Wanted sex in the pain lane.
Disregard, after our wedding, became alien.
Simplicity, means asking. If so, almost any way I’d have lain.
Therefore ex it is time for me to explain
What this Friday might have been.
Caringly I’d inquire fantasies; each n every detail imparted.
Due to sexual staleness, recovery...
My ex, definitely not my pet,
Had spoken of boredom in our erogenous zones.
Spoke, reaching for a titillating tone, of commands or threats
Insisting of my entertaining his old bones.
Constantly the totalitarian
Wanted sex in the pain lane.
Disregard, after our wedding, became alien.
Simplicity, means asking. If so, almost any way I’d have lain.
Therefore ex it is time for me to explain
What this Friday might have been.
Caringly I’d inquire fantasies; each n every detail imparted.
Due to sexual staleness, recovery...
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ANGER POEM
Published
13th Mar 2015 11:01pm
13th Mar 2015 11:01pm
Thursday
Thursday
Week is coming to a close.
Was a time wanted to do anything for you I could.
You’ve been telling me to stay on my toes.
Now I think you misunderstood
Somehow you think I am still yours.
You say you gave me to the others, brothers.
Truth is you no loner deserve,
My creativeness, loving, touch of obsessive passion that crushes!
Fact is I long for someone and something different.
Sent me out for learning.
Given plenty of discernment.
No longer will I to you adhere
My former blank.
Adversity made me strong.
Stating frankly,...
Week is coming to a close.
Was a time wanted to do anything for you I could.
You’ve been telling me to stay on my toes.
Now I think you misunderstood
Somehow you think I am still yours.
You say you gave me to the others, brothers.
Truth is you no loner deserve,
My creativeness, loving, touch of obsessive passion that crushes!
Fact is I long for someone and something different.
Sent me out for learning.
Given plenty of discernment.
No longer will I to you adhere
My former blank.
Adversity made me strong.
Stating frankly,...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Mar 2015 00:15am
13th Mar 2015 00:15am
Mon. Tues. Wed.
My pet,
You have failed my assignment to you.
My tastes have a new caveat.
Even a picture for you I drew.
Decicded to give you a treat.
I am to try voyeurism.
Let us go now to meet
A place known for tourism.
I pledged
You to another guy
And his brother
You could be in between both, wedge.
And rub agaisnt your thigh
Then bring you to the edge in ways other.
Get some input
You can inject
In our sex life to give insight
That makes all things...
You have failed my assignment to you.
My tastes have a new caveat.
Even a picture for you I drew.
Decicded to give you a treat.
I am to try voyeurism.
Let us go now to meet
A place known for tourism.
I pledged
You to another guy
And his brother
You could be in between both, wedge.
And rub agaisnt your thigh
Then bring you to the edge in ways other.
Get some input
You can inject
In our sex life to give insight
That makes all things...
674 reads
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