Submissions by wildpoet67
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Discovery
Discovery
Always the last to know,
That’s what they say.
Not this wife though,
Cos I found out today.
The family are unaware,
They think everything is sweet.
If I told them would you care?
But our life is not that neat.
I had my suspicions,
Didn’t want to believe.
Little hints and my intuitions,
That you would deceive.
I had the evidence to prove it,
In front of me, right here.
But I want you to admit,
You’ve wronged me that’s clear.
Guess you thought it wouldn’t harm,
To be a little indiscreet,...
Always the last to know,
That’s what they say.
Not this wife though,
Cos I found out today.
The family are unaware,
They think everything is sweet.
If I told them would you care?
But our life is not that neat.
I had my suspicions,
Didn’t want to believe.
Little hints and my intuitions,
That you would deceive.
I had the evidence to prove it,
In front of me, right here.
But I want you to admit,
You’ve wronged me that’s clear.
Guess you thought it wouldn’t harm,
To be a little indiscreet,...
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Lesson two humiliation
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Friendship grows.
Friends forever, always there,
Through good times and bad,
Special bond of shared history.
So natural then, the next step,
Our tend embrace of comfort,
Turns to something more.
Our lips meet,
Tentatively at first,
Then growing bolder,
Our tongues probe deeper
Our bodies entwined
Breast to breast, hip to hip.
Hands caressing and stroking,
Slip under tops, feeling warm
Soft skin of female flesh
Our kissing continues,
As our arousal grows
The need to feel the other so strong.
Clothes like leaves,
Fall to...
Through good times and bad,
Special bond of shared history.
So natural then, the next step,
Our tend embrace of comfort,
Turns to something more.
Our lips meet,
Tentatively at first,
Then growing bolder,
Our tongues probe deeper
Our bodies entwined
Breast to breast, hip to hip.
Hands caressing and stroking,
Slip under tops, feeling warm
Soft skin of female flesh
Our kissing continues,
As our arousal grows
The need to feel the other so strong.
Clothes like leaves,
Fall to...
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First Lesson Learned
I answered your call
“Was I sure,
Would I fully commit,
Did I understand,
I would never be free,
Your white married slave,
Answerable to only you,
My body no longer mine,
But yours to use,
As you see fit.”
You asked
You give me
Your test command,
Wanton photos of me
I must email to you
Taken in a public place
You call again
I must meet my master,
Correctly dressed
Bra, suspenders and stockings
A long trench coat over,
Heels and slut make up.
My training begins
You now owned me
I’m yours...
“Was I sure,
Would I fully commit,
Did I understand,
I would never be free,
Your white married slave,
Answerable to only you,
My body no longer mine,
But yours to use,
As you see fit.”
You asked
You give me
Your test command,
Wanton photos of me
I must email to you
Taken in a public place
You call again
I must meet my master,
Correctly dressed
Bra, suspenders and stockings
A long trench coat over,
Heels and slut make up.
My training begins
You now owned me
I’m yours...
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