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The Second Ritual
Their eyes watch me as I’m
chained and constrained
They linger in anticipation
for you champion
to open me up and expose me
To tame the beautiful beast who runs wild between my thighs
She knows no boundaries
She has no owner
She wanders free
horrible and iniquitous
devouring any man that she chooses
The legend of the feline
whispers from city to city
The pussy purrs during the night after
she’s had her fill of flesh and shaft
The trap was set
You’re a master of temptation
leading me right into your arms
I’m welcome the challenge
A worthy adversary to the pussy
She is in attack mode
ready to swallow you whole
The drum beats
The fire breathes
You stand erect and fearless
They stare full of lust
starved
waiting for you to take the first taste
and soon they’ll follow
I’m spread wide open
They chant and beg
Do it hunter
Fuck her
Strike that pussy with a mighty
blow…
She needs to be trained
The sacared dance has begin
The beast screams in pleasure and rage
as you stab and pierce her heart
It will never recover from such vital wounds
Your wrath is like no other
It beats the walls and taps the G
I reach out for help
I cry and moan
but they sing of satisfaction
It’s the ceremony of the full moon
and I’m the sacrifice of sex and passion
I lay blindfold and bond
as the clock strikes 12
Your hand around my neck ready to
apply the collar and leash
Powerless to your domination
I submit myself to your rule
I am forever yours
History will remember your name
He who sexually conquered the wildest creature that
roamed these lands
A victory well deserved
Published 6th Sep 2011
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6th Sep 2011 4:45pm
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Anonymous
6th Sep 2011 4:53pm
A FUCKING STANDING OVATION!
8th Sep 2011 2:15am
Anonymous
6th Sep 2011 5:42pm
If at the battlefield of the 'Y' you are the spoils of war, then it is indeed a most deserved victory! Awesome job!
tornado
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Anonymous
6th Sep 2011 6:18pm
thank you - made my day
I've been feeling really freaky lately. Stop by my fb webpage and watch the videos to the ritual and the second ritual http://www.facebook.com/monetserotica
6th Sep 2011 7:53pm
BTW, I love your writing and found myself intrigued by your "Rituals". You should read my "Venom".......a response to your "2nd Ritual". You have definitely found a fan in me. : )
Anonymous
8th Sep 2011 6:18am
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Anonymous
- Edited 8th Sep 2011 7:16am
8th Sep 2011 7:10am
Wow! Such a powerful blend of passion and poetry. Your image of pussy as the hunter tamed is wonderfully erotic. The words and the storyline flow seemlessly. Your choice of image is tasteful and perfectly matched to the poem. I visited your facebook site to read it there. Very impressive, no doubt I'll be back.
I've offered you a very lightly tweaked edit (below), just a few typos brushed out and the odd line-break change to pace it just a little slower, let the reader savour some of your finer moments here. No presumption intended. Hope you like. Bravo on this write. redTbird
chained and constrained
They linger in anticipation
for you, champion,
to open me up and expose me
To tame the beautiful beast who runs wild between my thighs.
She knows no boundaries
She has no owner
She wanders free
horrible and iniquitous
devouring any man she chooses.
The legend of the feline
whispers from city to city.
The pussy purrs during the night
after she’s had her fill of
flesh and shaft.
The trap was set.
You, the master of temptation
lead me right into your arms -
I welcome the challenge
A worthy adversary to the pussy.
She is in attack mode
ready to swallow you whole
The drum beats
The fire breathes
You stand erect and fearless
They stare full of lust
starved
waiting for you to take the first taste
and soon
they’ll follow.
I’m spread wide open
They chant and beg
'Do it hunter.
Fuck her!
Strike that pussy with a mighty
blow!...'
She needs to be trained
The sacred dance has begun
The beast screams in pleasure and rage
as you stab and pierce her heart
It will never recover from such mortal wounds
Your wrath is like no other
It beats the walls and taps the G
I reach out for help
I cry and moan
but they sing of satisfaction
It’s the ceremony of the full moon
and I’m the sacrifice of sex and passion
I lay blindfold and bound
as the clock strikes 12
Your hand around my neck ready to
apply the collar and leash
Powerless to your domination
I submit myself to your rule
I am forever yours
History will remember your name
He who conquered the wildest creature that
roamed these lands
A victory well deserved
I've offered you a very lightly tweaked edit (below), just a few typos brushed out and the odd line-break change to pace it just a little slower, let the reader savour some of your finer moments here. No presumption intended. Hope you like. Bravo on this write. redTbird
chained and constrained
They linger in anticipation
for you, champion,
to open me up and expose me
To tame the beautiful beast who runs wild between my thighs.
She knows no boundaries
She has no owner
She wanders free
horrible and iniquitous
devouring any man she chooses.
The legend of the feline
whispers from city to city.
The pussy purrs during the night
after she’s had her fill of
flesh and shaft.
The trap was set.
You, the master of temptation
lead me right into your arms -
I welcome the challenge
A worthy adversary to the pussy.
She is in attack mode
ready to swallow you whole
The drum beats
The fire breathes
You stand erect and fearless
They stare full of lust
starved
waiting for you to take the first taste
and soon
they’ll follow.
I’m spread wide open
They chant and beg
'Do it hunter.
Fuck her!
Strike that pussy with a mighty
blow!...'
She needs to be trained
The sacred dance has begun
The beast screams in pleasure and rage
as you stab and pierce her heart
It will never recover from such mortal wounds
Your wrath is like no other
It beats the walls and taps the G
I reach out for help
I cry and moan
but they sing of satisfaction
It’s the ceremony of the full moon
and I’m the sacrifice of sex and passion
I lay blindfold and bound
as the clock strikes 12
Your hand around my neck ready to
apply the collar and leash
Powerless to your domination
I submit myself to your rule
I am forever yours
History will remember your name
He who conquered the wildest creature that
roamed these lands
A victory well deserved
