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
6th Oct 2013 3:52pm
6th Oct 2013 3:52pm
my Master's words
Good morning my pet,
Did you sleep well?
My most treasured possession,
My little fucktoy.
I'm so proud to own you,
I can't wait to be inside you again.
I want to fuck "My" female,
To fill you with my seed.
you have the most wonderful subservient eyes,
I want to look down into them,
as you suck me.
I will not tolerate any kind of disobedience or disrespect.
I will come down on you like a ton of bricks.
I don't want a recalcitrant,wilful,disobedient,miserable excuse for a slave!
you're due a punishment...count them...
you're...
Did you sleep well?
My most treasured possession,
My little fucktoy.
I'm so proud to own you,
I can't wait to be inside you again.
I want to fuck "My" female,
To fill you with my seed.
you have the most wonderful subservient eyes,
I want to look down into them,
as you suck me.
I will not tolerate any kind of disobedience or disrespect.
I will come down on you like a ton of bricks.
I don't want a recalcitrant,wilful,disobedient,miserable excuse for a slave!
you're due a punishment...count them...
you're...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Oct 2013 6:58am
6th Oct 2013 6:58am
The stars ********
You gently stroke the back of Your
large hand down my cheek,
tiltiing my chin up to look
into Your eyes...
and i *see* the stars.
You run Your hand up,
across the hot,soft flesh
of my inner thigh,
touching my wetness,
and i *feel* the stars.
You hurt me,make me suffer,
make me cry out Your name...
and i *need* the stars.
You kiss me,whispering
"good girl,you're Mine"...
and i *hear* the stars.
You tell me i'm forgiven,
and hold me till the tears subside...
and i return to You,the stars.
...
large hand down my cheek,
tiltiing my chin up to look
into Your eyes...
and i *see* the stars.
You run Your hand up,
across the hot,soft flesh
of my inner thigh,
touching my wetness,
and i *feel* the stars.
You hurt me,make me suffer,
make me cry out Your name...
and i *need* the stars.
You kiss me,whispering
"good girl,you're Mine"...
and i *hear* the stars.
You tell me i'm forgiven,
and hold me till the tears subside...
and i return to You,the stars.
...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Oct 2013 9:24pm
5th Oct 2013 9:24pm
The waiting game
Waiting for the time...a little time to spend alone with Him,
Waiting for a sign...the smallest sign of His approval.
Waiting for the pain...the sweetest pain i ever felt,
Waiting for the sweet release...before Him knelt.
Waiting for those words...the words that mean so much,
Waiting for that feeling...the feeling of His touch.
Waiting as He takes His pleasure...His body taught,
Waiting for my heart to beat...my breath is caught.
Waiting to hear Him say,He's proud to own me...make me shine,
Waiting for my Master...to hear Him say,"you're...
Waiting for a sign...the smallest sign of His approval.
Waiting for the pain...the sweetest pain i ever felt,
Waiting for the sweet release...before Him knelt.
Waiting for those words...the words that mean so much,
Waiting for that feeling...the feeling of His touch.
Waiting as He takes His pleasure...His body taught,
Waiting for my heart to beat...my breath is caught.
Waiting to hear Him say,He's proud to own me...make me shine,
Waiting for my Master...to hear Him say,"you're...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Oct 2013 10:27pm
4th Oct 2013 10:27pm
His words
His words beguile me,wash over me,
like a sweet warm shower in summer,
seeping into my very heart and soul.
His words are His tool,and my obsession,
i need to hear His praise,i hate to hear His displeasure.
His words raise me up,so high i'm soaring,
yet have the power to bring me crashing back down to earth.
His words keep me warm through long,dark nights,
yet can still chill me to the bone.
His words make me feel safe,yet vulnerable,
ashamed,yet proud,make me cry,
but always make me smile afterwards.
His words are...
like a sweet warm shower in summer,
seeping into my very heart and soul.
His words are His tool,and my obsession,
i need to hear His praise,i hate to hear His displeasure.
His words raise me up,so high i'm soaring,
yet have the power to bring me crashing back down to earth.
His words keep me warm through long,dark nights,
yet can still chill me to the bone.
His words make me feel safe,yet vulnerable,
ashamed,yet proud,make me cry,
but always make me smile afterwards.
His words are...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Oct 2013 10:13pm
4th Oct 2013 10:13pm
i crave
i crave His touch,like the softest velvet on my skin,
i crave His voice,using provocative words to arouse me...control me.
i crave His strength,surrounding me...tightening the vice-like grip around my heart,
making me surrender,only to Him.
i crave His body,to feel Him take me...owning me like no other,
i crave the pain,knowing He loves to hear me cry...beg for forgiveness...then hold me tight as the pain subsides.
i crave His pleasure,feeling His release,as He takes me...marking me as His
i crave all of this...all of HIM...
i crave His voice,using provocative words to arouse me...control me.
i crave His strength,surrounding me...tightening the vice-like grip around my heart,
making me surrender,only to Him.
i crave His body,to feel Him take me...owning me like no other,
i crave the pain,knowing He loves to hear me cry...beg for forgiveness...then hold me tight as the pain subsides.
i crave His pleasure,feeling His release,as He takes me...marking me as His
i crave all of this...all of HIM...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Oct 2013 9:51am
4th Oct 2013 9:51am
Why?
Why do i need the pain...need to sting,burn,ache?
Is it the fatc that it's such a relief afterwards...the chance of feeling Him hold me till it's better?
Why does my heart race...every time i get a simple message from Him?
Is it the anticipation,the desire,the joy?
Why is it so hard to do anything...without thinking of Him,
wondering what it would be like if He was here,
If He could see me...touch me?
Why is it so easy to love Him so much...more than words could ever say...more than i could ever show?
Why didn't i meet Him years ago...all this...
Is it the fatc that it's such a relief afterwards...the chance of feeling Him hold me till it's better?
Why does my heart race...every time i get a simple message from Him?
Is it the anticipation,the desire,the joy?
Why is it so hard to do anything...without thinking of Him,
wondering what it would be like if He was here,
If He could see me...touch me?
Why is it so easy to love Him so much...more than words could ever say...more than i could ever show?
Why didn't i meet Him years ago...all this...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Oct 2013 9:43am
4th Oct 2013 9:43am
my Master is :
my Master is my world...the centre of my universe.
He's my every waking moment...my every dream each night.
He's the reason for being...the reason my heart beats.
He's my friend,my mentor,my lover,my inspiration.
He's the one i live to serve...the only one who can have me fully,
Without permission,without compromise.
He's the one i love completely,devotedly,unashamedly.
my Master is my life...my life is my Master's.
He's my every waking moment...my every dream each night.
He's the reason for being...the reason my heart beats.
He's my friend,my mentor,my lover,my inspiration.
He's the one i live to serve...the only one who can have me fully,
Without permission,without compromise.
He's the one i love completely,devotedly,unashamedly.
my Master is my life...my life is my Master's.
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EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2013 9:30am
3rd Oct 2013 9:30am
Who am i?
i am His plaything,
my body aches for Him,my heart beats for Him,
my soul belongs to Him,my mind is not my own.
i need to feel Him,to serve Him,
To be desired by Him,to be used by Him,
i am His slut,His fucktoy.
i am everything He makes me,everything He wants...
i am HIS
my body aches for Him,my heart beats for Him,
my soul belongs to Him,my mind is not my own.
i need to feel Him,to serve Him,
To be desired by Him,to be used by Him,
i am His slut,His fucktoy.
i am everything He makes me,everything He wants...
i am HIS
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