Submissions by QuinnARichardson
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hi I'm Quinn and I've been a poet all my life and I hope that as you read my works that they will stimulate you in a way that nothing has before. Happy reading!
Love Words
Baby, sweetie, darlin, and dear
Love words spoken by vanilla men to
their women
But I am most impressed by actions
more so than words mere.
For with his actions he is in control
His body shows me that he longs for my touch
His voice commands my mind and my soul.
He is a man of great wisdom and pride
A man that intimidates with just one
look
A smile that stretches and a laugh that he can't hide.
Play time with him is sensual but intense
He can be oh, so sexy with the whip ...
Love words spoken by vanilla men to
their women
But I am most impressed by actions
more so than words mere.
For with his actions he is in control
His body shows me that he longs for my touch
His voice commands my mind and my soul.
He is a man of great wisdom and pride
A man that intimidates with just one
look
A smile that stretches and a laugh that he can't hide.
Play time with him is sensual but intense
He can be oh, so sexy with the whip ...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
#crush
714 reads
5 Comments
You Are My Hardest Lesson
You are my hardest lesson I ever had to learn
To serve, to love that came so easy
Your words were direct and your discipline stern.
You have the greatest wit and boyish charm
Your laughter melts my heart
Your spankings, your kisses, even your arm.
Each lesson was hard, every moment was sweet
Your smile was infectious, your eyes told volumes
Your smell, your fingers, only you could bring on the heat.
The welts from that damn whip are gone
The lesson of obedience embedded in my heart and brain
All of which have not been...
To serve, to love that came so easy
Your words were direct and your discipline stern.
You have the greatest wit and boyish charm
Your laughter melts my heart
Your spankings, your kisses, even your arm.
Each lesson was hard, every moment was sweet
Your smile was infectious, your eyes told volumes
Your smell, your fingers, only you could bring on the heat.
The welts from that damn whip are gone
The lesson of obedience embedded in my heart and brain
All of which have not been...
#happiness
#love
#erotic
#BDSM
#gratitude
706 reads
2 Comments
My Master's Hands
My skin is crawling just to feel his hands
To feel him tie me, losing all control
To watch his eyes I am uncertain of his plans.
Needing his hands to touch me
To spank me, to play
Seeing him take my wrists ever so
carefully.
His excitement is mounting with each knot
Tighter and tighter
His voice has emotions that control has brought.
Needing his hands to touch me
To spank me, to play
Seeing him take my wrists ever so carefully.
Bound and gagged on my knees am I
My Master's hands have...
To feel him tie me, losing all control
To watch his eyes I am uncertain of his plans.
Needing his hands to touch me
To spank me, to play
Seeing him take my wrists ever so
carefully.
His excitement is mounting with each knot
Tighter and tighter
His voice has emotions that control has brought.
Needing his hands to touch me
To spank me, to play
Seeing him take my wrists ever so carefully.
Bound and gagged on my knees am I
My Master's hands have...
#erotic
765 reads
3 Comments
My Desire
2010 reads
12 Comments
His Actions Said
He walked into the bedroom and assessed her beauty
The woman was standing up, slightly amused and eyes opened wide
"I am your Master and I want you to come to me."
She looked at him and began to move
She was dressed in a short black skirt that emphasized her waist
The heels that she wore clicked as his eyes began to rove.
His eyes darkened with desire at the movement of her blouse
And as she stood in front of him with her lashes down
His pulse quickened as the excitement did rouse.
He grabbed her wrist and opened the clasp ...
The woman was standing up, slightly amused and eyes opened wide
"I am your Master and I want you to come to me."
She looked at him and began to move
She was dressed in a short black skirt that emphasized her waist
The heels that she wore clicked as his eyes began to rove.
His eyes darkened with desire at the movement of her blouse
And as she stood in front of him with her lashes down
His pulse quickened as the excitement did rouse.
He grabbed her wrist and opened the clasp ...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#BDSM
#lover
700 reads
0 Comments
Be Still
My spirit is so restless, so distraught
You are not with me like I want you to be
Being submissive, being obedient I have been taught.
My mind is wondering and I want so bad to play
"Be still, slave. You are not in control. I am your Master," you always say.
I look around for the ropes and the clamps in a pair
My body yearns for your control
Your kisses, your fingers pulling my hair.
I can never go back to my life before
The excitement, the anticipation, the lessons learned
The colors, the pain, the pleasure lure.
...
You are not with me like I want you to be
Being submissive, being obedient I have been taught.
My mind is wondering and I want so bad to play
"Be still, slave. You are not in control. I am your Master," you always say.
I look around for the ropes and the clamps in a pair
My body yearns for your control
Your kisses, your fingers pulling my hair.
I can never go back to my life before
The excitement, the anticipation, the lessons learned
The colors, the pain, the pleasure lure.
...
#patience
710 reads
4 Comments
How Long Must I Wait?
How long must I wait for you, my dearest?
Minutes turn into hours and hours into days
My body is fully alve, my mind not the clearest.
It seems like yesterday that we first begun
The blossoms were blooming, our kisses so intense
Every day was special, each day after the other more fun.
How long must I wait for you, my dearest?
I have waited for you to tie me, to play with me
To bind me and take control, but your slave is all but the weariest.
Master, oh my Master
How long can you stay away from my kisses?
My...
Minutes turn into hours and hours into days
My body is fully alve, my mind not the clearest.
It seems like yesterday that we first begun
The blossoms were blooming, our kisses so intense
Every day was special, each day after the other more fun.
How long must I wait for you, my dearest?
I have waited for you to tie me, to play with me
To bind me and take control, but your slave is all but the weariest.
Master, oh my Master
How long can you stay away from my kisses?
My...
#memories
1070 reads
9 Comments
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