Submissions by geminisub (geminisb)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
writing sexy words of life, love, dreams and more I write from the heart and am only inspired by the way I feel. I also like to write short stories.
I always wanted red hair
I always wanted red hair
Just like Princess Bea
With soft and wavy tresses
Blowing wild and free
I tried a rinse
But it washed out
Turning white towels pink
All I wanted was red hair
I scratched my head to think
I went to the department store
The posh one in the town
I tried for size a wig or too
And opted for reddy brown
No bag required I told the assistant
I’ll wear it now today
I took a walk along the pier
And it blew right away!
Just like Princess Bea
With soft and wavy tresses
Blowing wild and free
I tried a rinse
But it washed out
Turning white towels pink
All I wanted was red hair
I scratched my head to think
I went to the department store
The posh one in the town
I tried for size a wig or too
And opted for reddy brown
No bag required I told the assistant
I’ll wear it now today
I took a walk along the pier
And it blew right away!
683 reads
2 Comments
The aftermath of sexual loving
1150 reads
4 Comments
The Piano
If I could play the piano
I’d play a tune for you
I would write a song
And sing it for you too
I’d sing with all my soul
From the depth of my heart
Telling you how much
I miss you when we part
I’d sing of my love
The hope and the joy
Everything I feel
For my blue eyed boy
The piano I can’t play
Nor sing like a lark
So I write you this poem
From the depth of my heart
I’d play a tune for you
I would write a song
And sing it for you too
I’d sing with all my soul
From the depth of my heart
Telling you how much
I miss you when we part
I’d sing of my love
The hope and the joy
Everything I feel
For my blue eyed boy
The piano I can’t play
Nor sing like a lark
So I write you this poem
From the depth of my heart
756 reads
4 Comments
Forbidden Love
He is naughty with manners and charm
His beauty holds a beast within
She trys, but can’t resist
She feels the same as him
-
He smothers her and yet avoids
He hurts her torments and teases
She can’t ignore him
Craving his kisses and squeezes
-
They make plans to meet
Be the greatest lovers ever
Then they hurt with words
‘we won’t meet –never!’
-
Yet months and months pass by
They both still want and lust
What will be will be ...
His beauty holds a beast within
She trys, but can’t resist
She feels the same as him
-
He smothers her and yet avoids
He hurts her torments and teases
She can’t ignore him
Craving his kisses and squeezes
-
They make plans to meet
Be the greatest lovers ever
Then they hurt with words
‘we won’t meet –never!’
-
Yet months and months pass by
They both still want and lust
What will be will be ...
2455 reads
4 Comments
Sultry submissive
1729 reads
5 Comments
submissively dormant
Like an unscratched itch
and an unquenchable thirst
shes trapped in a bubble
too strong to burst
With lustful love
and passion like fire
to be submissive
is her hearts desire
Her pale white bottom
needs color and touch
she has never before
needed so much
Her eyes need blindfold
her ankles need chains
will she feel Dominance
ever again?
She will constantly cry
and release her tears
if she's submissively dormant
for the rest of her years
and an unquenchable thirst
shes trapped in a bubble
too strong to burst
With lustful love
and passion like fire
to be submissive
is her hearts desire
Her pale white bottom
needs color and touch
she has never before
needed so much
Her eyes need blindfold
her ankles need chains
will she feel Dominance
ever again?
She will constantly cry
and release her tears
if she's submissively dormant
for the rest of her years
920 reads
8 Comments
Surrendered heart
If your heart was an instrument
It would play me sweet tunes
If your heart was a month
It would be that of June
If your heart was a flower
It would be a red rose
If your heart was my door
It would never close
Your heart is so precious
And sweet as can be
As sweet as the day
You surrendered to me
It would play me sweet tunes
If your heart was a month
It would be that of June
If your heart was a flower
It would be a red rose
If your heart was my door
It would never close
Your heart is so precious
And sweet as can be
As sweet as the day
You surrendered to me
742 reads
6 Comments
Daddy's princess on the lake
This is a short story I wrote to go with the picture for Picture and Write ''http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2013/05/19/picture-it-and-write-6/ I think you may find the content more suggestive than extreme!
It was the evening of the annual shoot on the country estate where she lives with her Daddy. He was having his shooting cronies around for dinner and she was told to dress to impress. He chose the sexy black dress and the red shoes as he always chooses her adult clothes. When they are alone she prefers to look pretty in pink like a good little girl should. Daddy likes that...
It was the evening of the annual shoot on the country estate where she lives with her Daddy. He was having his shooting cronies around for dinner and she was told to dress to impress. He chose the sexy black dress and the red shoes as he always chooses her adult clothes. When they are alone she prefers to look pretty in pink like a good little girl should. Daddy likes that...
886 reads
9 Comments
The whip
He showed her the Whip
black and bold
Presented it
for her to hold
A shiver went
down her spine
‘’With this whip,
I‘ll make you mine
Mine to whip
Mine to tease
Mine to spank
Does this please?’’
She answered him
in voice so small
while he pressed her
against the wall
‘’Yes Sir
oh Master mine
You please me
all the time’’
He took the whip
from her hands
He knows
she is ready
for his demands
‘’My sweet little sub
My precious pet
You are mine
Lest ye...
black and bold
Presented it
for her to hold
A shiver went
down her spine
‘’With this whip,
I‘ll make you mine
Mine to whip
Mine to tease
Mine to spank
Does this please?’’
She answered him
in voice so small
while he pressed her
against the wall
‘’Yes Sir
oh Master mine
You please me
all the time’’
He took the whip
from her hands
He knows
she is ready
for his demands
‘’My sweet little sub
My precious pet
You are mine
Lest ye...
1330 reads
10 Comments
The Rose
He gave her a rose of deepest red
to compliment her pale white skin
A gesture of thanks
for the wonderful gift
she had promised him
Their world is full of dark desires
shared in word and mind
The crave and lust
and fire and rage
A love of a different kind
The rose is a symbol
to begin their life
her journey into submission
The strength and will
of this Dominant
ensuring they achieve their mission
A token of thanks
A sign of giving
The Rose is a reminder
of ‘’their’’ world
they live in
to compliment her pale white skin
A gesture of thanks
for the wonderful gift
she had promised him
Their world is full of dark desires
shared in word and mind
The crave and lust
and fire and rage
A love of a different kind
The rose is a symbol
to begin their life
her journey into submission
The strength and will
of this Dominant
ensuring they achieve their mission
A token of thanks
A sign of giving
The Rose is a reminder
of ‘’their’’ world
they live in
1176 reads
13 Comments
Mountain
The angry mountain
looms over me
like an fierce giant
in a dark fairy tale
The lake so dark and grey
The wind controlling its speed
as it sweeps the banks away
I stand on the bank
and the sun appears
followed by the rain
A rainbow colors the sky
The Mountain becomes gentle
and protective
I am comforted again
The beauty of the lake
shimmering and blue
takes my breath away
as i still think of you
looms over me
like an fierce giant
in a dark fairy tale
The lake so dark and grey
The wind controlling its speed
as it sweeps the banks away
I stand on the bank
and the sun appears
followed by the rain
A rainbow colors the sky
The Mountain becomes gentle
and protective
I am comforted again
The beauty of the lake
shimmering and blue
takes my breath away
as i still think of you
757 reads
4 Comments
Dry tears
Where the invisible knife stabs
The internal scars cut deep
The pain tears through her heart
Yet she still doesn’t weep
The internal scars cut deep
The pain tears through her heart
Yet she still doesn’t weep
849 reads
8 Comments
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