A better poet boy

To be a better poet boy

Sleazy, dirty, nasty how I love and enjoy the kinky stuff, tie me up and beat me, when it comes to pain I just can't get enough

Use the flogger on me, let it wrap tight around my thighs, listen to my moans of pleasure do you hear my needy sighs

Get all you toys out, get the nipple clamps to cause me pain, even the thoughts of it excites me, I have naughty pictures forming in my brain

Floggers and paddles crashed hard against my bum, endorphins running wild through my brain explode has I start to cum

Hot wax and cold ice dripped across my burning skin, please leave marks on me, I want your kinky presents left upon my skin

Hung high on a beam, please bind my wrists real tight, use me anyway you want, I'm your body slave tonight

I'm desperate to be used, i want to be your very own sex toy, I love the pain and it inspires me to be a better poet boy

Ron