Submissions by softtoy
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i write my poems for my Master primarily...when i miss Him if we're not together. i've loved writing since i was at school,but only recently began again since meeting my Master in May 2013. my poems are bdsm/love related...hope you like them :)
EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Nov 2013 6:37am
18th Nov 2013 6:37am
Silence slut!
she has a choice
to cry out loud
or bite a hole
through her bottom lip...
she bites
to cry out loud
or bite a hole
through her bottom lip...
she bites
848 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Nov 2013 11:30am
14th Nov 2013 11:30am
Freedom in chains
A serenity,a calmness
settles in my heart
my mind at ease
my body sated
my eyes weep a melodic
sweet refrain
that echo's down the wind
and reaches You
on a whisper
No tears of sadness here
for You give me freedom...
in chains
settles in my heart
my mind at ease
my body sated
my eyes weep a melodic
sweet refrain
that echo's down the wind
and reaches You
on a whisper
No tears of sadness here
for You give me freedom...
in chains
730 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Nov 2013 9:25am
10th Nov 2013 9:25am
Standing tall
she stands tall as she kneels before Him
proud head bowed to His authority
her morals are intact,
despite constant critisism
of mindless,self righteous imbeciles
The steady stream of diuretic shit
that spews from their mouths
means nothing to her
They can't help their jealousy
and she pities them more than hates them
she has the perfect Master
They have a sad life,which
can only be sated by
inflicting hate on others
So what if they don't understand?
They are just too ignorant to know
what they talk...
proud head bowed to His authority
her morals are intact,
despite constant critisism
of mindless,self righteous imbeciles
The steady stream of diuretic shit
that spews from their mouths
means nothing to her
They can't help their jealousy
and she pities them more than hates them
she has the perfect Master
They have a sad life,which
can only be sated by
inflicting hate on others
So what if they don't understand?
They are just too ignorant to know
what they talk...
811 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2013 4:40pm
2nd Nov 2013 4:40pm
Leap of faith
i stand on the edge of the abyss
Below me are shattered fragments of my life...
The vulnerable girl,the wayward teen,the young mum
The broken promises,the mistakes,the loves,the losses
the heartaches and nightmares...
Cast recklessly into the darkness,along with my
hopes and dreams.
And i hear Your voice...
Jump!
i sway hypnotically on the brink,
reflecting on what brought me to this point,
the strength i managed to find,
even when i was battered and bruised,
suffocated and scared,alone in the dark.
i contemplate turning...
Below me are shattered fragments of my life...
The vulnerable girl,the wayward teen,the young mum
The broken promises,the mistakes,the loves,the losses
the heartaches and nightmares...
Cast recklessly into the darkness,along with my
hopes and dreams.
And i hear Your voice...
Jump!
i sway hypnotically on the brink,
reflecting on what brought me to this point,
the strength i managed to find,
even when i was battered and bruised,
suffocated and scared,alone in the dark.
i contemplate turning...
797 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2013 4:30pm
2nd Nov 2013 4:30pm
Hearts and Flowers
Who wants them?
i prefer the look
the growl
the smell
of You
Hearts get broken
flowers die
But Your look
Your glare
Your deep,dark eyes
burn forever in my mind
Your growl echo's through me
like thunder on a stormy night
The scent of You lingers
long after You leave me,
bereft...needing more
Keep Your hearts and flowers
for someone deserving
i am Your slave
i deserve nothing more
than You give me.
i prefer the look
the growl
the smell
of You
Hearts get broken
flowers die
But Your look
Your glare
Your deep,dark eyes
burn forever in my mind
Your growl echo's through me
like thunder on a stormy night
The scent of You lingers
long after You leave me,
bereft...needing more
Keep Your hearts and flowers
for someone deserving
i am Your slave
i deserve nothing more
than You give me.
800 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Oct 2013 7:34am
12th Oct 2013 7:34am
Shatter me
Kiss me
tell me You love me
gently stroke me
thought provoke me
let me touch You
feel Your strength
make me need You
inside my skin
Do You feel it
i guess not
i'm just Your toy
a slave to my own mind
aswell as Your will
The rope isn't as tight
as Your grip on my heart
When You fuck me
do You think of me
do You look into my eyes
and see me looking back
searching for the darkness
to take me to the light
or are You as blind as me
It's ok,You can hurt me
You can do whatever You please
i...
tell me You love me
gently stroke me
thought provoke me
let me touch You
feel Your strength
make me need You
inside my skin
Do You feel it
i guess not
i'm just Your toy
a slave to my own mind
aswell as Your will
The rope isn't as tight
as Your grip on my heart
When You fuck me
do You think of me
do You look into my eyes
and see me looking back
searching for the darkness
to take me to the light
or are You as blind as me
It's ok,You can hurt me
You can do whatever You please
i...
1173 reads
14 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Oct 2013 8:54pm
10th Oct 2013 8:54pm
The first time...part 2
As the door closed my heart began beating again
banging against my rib cage with a deafening thud
i swear i was dripping,rivulets of liquid running down my thighs
onto the pristine bedding
It could have been anyone
a cleaner,a porter,room service
i had no idea...until You touched me
Your large hands ran up my legs
from my ankles,to my bottom
slowly lifting my dress as You did so
over my rear,leaving me gaping at You
wide and vulnerable,waiting,wanting,needing
You traced a line down the crack of my bottom ...
banging against my rib cage with a deafening thud
i swear i was dripping,rivulets of liquid running down my thighs
onto the pristine bedding
It could have been anyone
a cleaner,a porter,room service
i had no idea...until You touched me
Your large hands ran up my legs
from my ankles,to my bottom
slowly lifting my dress as You did so
over my rear,leaving me gaping at You
wide and vulnerable,waiting,wanting,needing
You traced a line down the crack of my bottom ...
878 reads
13 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Oct 2013 9:24pm
9th Oct 2013 9:24pm
The first time
i remember the first time we met...
The nerves,oh God,the sickness
as i walked up to the hotel room.
There were detailed instructions i'd been given.
The blindfold sat on the bedside table
next to the neatly made double bed.
Nice room,with nice pictures on the wall,
nothing seedy about it.
i changed as ordered,
and put the dress on i'd carefully chosen 3 weeks ago.
You said You liked classy,
so You could see the class stripped away
to the slut below.
hairbrush rested on the table
in place of the blindfold,
i placed the...
The nerves,oh God,the sickness
as i walked up to the hotel room.
There were detailed instructions i'd been given.
The blindfold sat on the bedside table
next to the neatly made double bed.
Nice room,with nice pictures on the wall,
nothing seedy about it.
i changed as ordered,
and put the dress on i'd carefully chosen 3 weeks ago.
You said You liked classy,
so You could see the class stripped away
to the slut below.
hairbrush rested on the table
in place of the blindfold,
i placed the...
1050 reads
12 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Oct 2013 5:40am
9th Oct 2013 5:40am
Peeping Toms (posted here to get the right audience)...but meant tongue in cheek! :)
My friends,have you ever noticed
how many reads you get?
The reads outway the comments
50/1 i bet!
So who are all these people
and what is it they seek?
They see the word *erotic*
and just *have* to take a peek!
i call them the Peeping Toms
they have no other name
embarrassed by their interest
and that is such a shame!
i bet you're sat there right now
gently stroking cock or clit
You may even read times over
until you start to spit
oh,please don't go,i beg you
Don't turn away and run ...
how many reads you get?
The reads outway the comments
50/1 i bet!
So who are all these people
and what is it they seek?
They see the word *erotic*
and just *have* to take a peek!
i call them the Peeping Toms
they have no other name
embarrassed by their interest
and that is such a shame!
i bet you're sat there right now
gently stroking cock or clit
You may even read times over
until you start to spit
oh,please don't go,i beg you
Don't turn away and run ...
756 reads
16 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Oct 2013 2:26pm
8th Oct 2013 2:26pm
His Playground
His hands caress me,controling,possesive,
His torture is sweet,and oh,so impressive!
The pulses run through me,like shards of glass,
His hardness against me,threatening my ass.
His hands on my throat,restricting the flow,
but between my hot thighs,the answer is NO!
His breathing is ragged,He drinks in my desire,
His body is rigid,my skin is on fire!
"Not yet my slut...wait for my word",
as I beg for release,my pleas go unheard.
Deft fingers work magic,their target in sight,
and I am abandoned,lost to the fight....
His torture is sweet,and oh,so impressive!
The pulses run through me,like shards of glass,
His hardness against me,threatening my ass.
His hands on my throat,restricting the flow,
but between my hot thighs,the answer is NO!
His breathing is ragged,He drinks in my desire,
His body is rigid,my skin is on fire!
"Not yet my slut...wait for my word",
as I beg for release,my pleas go unheard.
Deft fingers work magic,their target in sight,
and I am abandoned,lost to the fight....
1145 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Oct 2013 7:05am
8th Oct 2013 7:05am
Sometimes
Sometimes,when i lay,not quite concious,not quite asleep,
i feel Him...
He's the gentle breeze on my bare flesh,and it excites me to feel Him...there
Sometimes,i close my eyes,and i can still smell Him...
the unmistakeable scent of Him,
and a tear wells in my closed eyes
Sometimes,i see His face,hear His growl,feel His hands on my throat...
and i can't breathe without it hurting
Sometimes,it's so hard,being so close to Him,yet so far away...
never knowing when i will feel the sweet release,
only He can offer me
And sometimes,it's...
i feel Him...
He's the gentle breeze on my bare flesh,and it excites me to feel Him...there
Sometimes,i close my eyes,and i can still smell Him...
the unmistakeable scent of Him,
and a tear wells in my closed eyes
Sometimes,i see His face,hear His growl,feel His hands on my throat...
and i can't breathe without it hurting
Sometimes,it's so hard,being so close to Him,yet so far away...
never knowing when i will feel the sweet release,
only He can offer me
And sometimes,it's...
607 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Oct 2013 9:10am
7th Oct 2013 9:10am
Forgive me
Forgive me if i stumble,
it's dark,but i still see,
the path that i must follow,
that You have chose for me.
Forgive me if i faulter,
i know what You expect,
my devotion to my Master,
my love and my respect.
Forgive me as i need You,
more and more each day,
my words cannot express it,
my heart can't find a way.
Forgive me all my feelings,
my insecurities,
and i will be here for You,
for all eternity...
it's dark,but i still see,
the path that i must follow,
that You have chose for me.
Forgive me if i faulter,
i know what You expect,
my devotion to my Master,
my love and my respect.
Forgive me as i need You,
more and more each day,
my words cannot express it,
my heart can't find a way.
Forgive me all my feelings,
my insecurities,
and i will be here for You,
for all eternity...
824 reads
8 Comments
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