BDSM Seeking Honest Critique Poems
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BDSM seeking honest critique poems. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Bitch On A Leash (part two)
As my spit-drizzled cock stood erect before her face, she looked at me and gave a smile that would show she was having childish fun.
So I pulled on her leash until she came face to face with me. I pressed my lips into hers and we laughed. There she reached down and started fondling my sweaty balls as she said, “I love how you taste. I want you to drain it down my throat.”
“Every drop?” I asked jokingly.
“Yes! I’m gonna suck it out like a vacuum.”
She slid back down between my knees and she gave quick licks over my balls as she grasped the base of...
So I pulled on her leash until she came face to face with me. I pressed my lips into hers and we laughed. There she reached down and started fondling my sweaty balls as she said, “I love how you taste. I want you to drain it down my throat.”
“Every drop?” I asked jokingly.
“Yes! I’m gonna suck it out like a vacuum.”
She slid back down between my knees and she gave quick licks over my balls as she grasped the base of...
#BDSM
#dirty
#erotic
#lust
#sex
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Looking at Pools of Color
Looking at Pools of Color
Each
of these
seems
to be
a topological
depression
surrounded by
increasingly
higher ground,
a liquid
map
to the state
of mind
in
reflection.
Narcissis
or
Dionysus?
The spectrum
of the human drama
at the quantum level....
Was this
your
intention?
Each
of these
seems
to be
a topological
depression
surrounded by
increasingly
higher ground,
a liquid
map
to the state
of mind
in
reflection.
Narcissis
or
Dionysus?
The spectrum
of the human drama
at the quantum level....
Was this
your
intention?
#BDSM
#sensual
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Drink me, kill me... (with Reading)
Especially cruel in the mouth.
You don't need to have mercy on me.
Sophisticated brain games
Make me forget my complaints
Cut my skin with a razor.
Like a hundred times before.
My soul is polluted
by a sadistic fantasy.
I have long been discouraged
by false emotions.
Broke all my dreams
Men's hands are sweaty.
Why do I need these...
sadists and animals! ...
You don't need to have mercy on me.
Sophisticated brain games
Make me forget my complaints
Cut my skin with a razor.
Like a hundred times before.
My soul is polluted
by a sadistic fantasy.
I have long been discouraged
by false emotions.
Broke all my dreams
Men's hands are sweaty.
Why do I need these...
sadists and animals! ...
#abuse
#BDSM
#conflict
#dark
#lust
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32 Comments
FCKN
Deep inside you
And there's no place else I'd rather be
Tender touch be damned
I'm pouring on the coals
as this inferno consumes me
And
as the tremors take hold during my moment of greatest satisfaction
My fingers close fiercely upon her beautiful Brown neck
Stealing her air with force
nearly equal to the power of each pulse from her puss
as it greedily milks me of my steaming liquid seed
And there's no place else I'd rather be
Tender touch be damned
I'm pouring on the coals
as this inferno consumes me
And
as the tremors take hold during my moment of greatest satisfaction
My fingers close fiercely upon her beautiful Brown neck
Stealing her air with force
nearly equal to the power of each pulse from her puss
as it greedily milks me of my steaming liquid seed
#BDSM
#erotic
#love #sensual
#love #sensual
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Top Shelf pt 3 (Twist and Final)
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#BDSM
#dirty
#lust
#sex
#sexy
275 reads
14 Comments
Role play swop
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#BDSM
#erotic
#lust
#passion
#temptation
156 reads
2 Comments
First session
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#BDSM
#erotic
#lust
#passion
#temptation
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My Queen
I take you as mine
There is nothing left but time
Your beauty is unmatched
Your spirit is unscratched
You now belong to me
There is nowhere to flee
I am your Master
You are my slave
I take what I want
You give without pause
I care for your wants
Strive for your needs
You submit to my lead
I protect your body and soul
You call me your Master
I call you mine
To protect and to hold
Come to your Master
My Girl
My Love
My Queen
There is nothing left but time
Your beauty is unmatched
Your spirit is unscratched
You now belong to me
There is nowhere to flee
I am your Master
You are my slave
I take what I want
You give without pause
I care for your wants
Strive for your needs
You submit to my lead
I protect your body and soul
You call me your Master
I call you mine
To protect and to hold
Come to your Master
My Girl
My Love
My Queen
#BDSM
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0 Comments
The first actual strike
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#BDSM
#erotic
#lust
#passion
#temptation
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In the Crumbs
In the Crumbs
It's our senselessness
that is the hallmark
of our nature;
every sacred moment....
burnt,
and every intimacy
and integration are left
in the crumbs
of the coals.
It's our senselessness
that is the hallmark
of our nature;
every sacred moment....
burnt,
and every intimacy
and integration are left
in the crumbs
of the coals.
#BDSM
#lust
#passion
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2 Comments
Open up my eyes
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#BDSM
#dirty
#erotic
#lust
#sexy
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2 Comments
A Few Tornadoes
A Few Tornadoes
It seems
only a matter
of some discussion
before the wires
are crossed,
and,
at
that
point,
beyond which
memory
can hold its head up,
resilient winds
can bare
withstand the charms
of those
wobegone days
in a few tornadoes.
Our losses then
make all the more
this rarer field,
these fireflies
and
daily shield.
It seems
only a matter
of some discussion
before the wires
are crossed,
and,
at
that
point,
beyond which
memory
can hold its head up,
resilient winds
can bare
withstand the charms
of those
wobegone days
in a few tornadoes.
Our losses then
make all the more
this rarer field,
these fireflies
and
daily shield.
#BDSM
#passion
#temptation
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