Some poems of the bdsm nature.

[KingSandy]

Collar

The leather was smooth
Soft against my skin
The metal buckle was cold
like her smile as she fitted
It around my neck “It’s
like a wedding ring” she said
Locking the collar into place
With a heart shaped padlock
“Means you’re all mine
just mine to play with”
A slap to the mouth, a flash of
Pain, her lips pressing in against mine
Her other hand entwined in my hair
Painfully pleasurable And
Then she pulled away, smirking
Leaving me unfulfilled and longing for more
“This is my game Puppy
I always win.”

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New Leash on Life

Everything’s a blur to me;

Has it been years or hours since we met?

But there are things that I can’t forget;

The way you walk, slowly

Over to me, with smoky eyes set wickedly.

And how you called me “pet”,

Crossing that line, I’ll never regret.

I accept this new life, carefree.

So, show me this world of chains and whips,

Tease and torture me until the senses run together,

And I long for the kiss of the whip and the crack of your lips.

Comfort me with rope and bind me for your pleasure;

Make me sweat with a shake of your hips

And, finally, collar me with metal and leather.

 

[KingSandy]

Crop

She holds it so lovingly
Tracing the leather with her hands
Smooth, supple with just enough
Density to hurt
She plants one, just across my shoulder
The pain blossoms, promises to bear
Welted fruit later. Another

And then another, I’m told to count aloud
Shouldn’t have told her ‘no’. Her voice lashes at me
While the leather kisses me. And I know
My place once more.

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Cuddle Puppy


She presses close to me once
again playing the with lock around my
Neck skin on skin like velvet against silk
Fingers dance from neck to my hair
A slender idea of vanilla and spice lingers
on her hair and flesh
A current runs through my body
happiness I’ve earned my place
In her bed today a sweet
Union between owner and pet
now she holds me like a pillow
Wrapping herself around me the
heat of her body mingling with mine
This is my safety and comfort
Entwined with her my head
on her breast.

 

[KingSandy]

Teacher’s Pet

I’m seventeen and she’s

Twenty four I’m in

Detention because I refused

To be a part of the system

She’s just another brick in the

bloody wall. She looks left

looks right and says I need discipline

We’ll be having detention at her house

From now on It’s a short, silent drive

I’m not allowed to talk. Her house

Conspicuously neat, organized.

Curtains always pulled low.

Starts off normal. Do your homework.

So I did. But not quickly enough

Assume the position. She spanks me, barehanded

Shock and pain and a little guilty

Pleasure too. “Please, Ma’am, May I have another?”

Again and again, her hand slaps home.

Harder she hits, the more I like it.

But it’s late and I have to get home.

Teacher lets me go reluctantly if only I promise

She gets to tie me up tomorrow.

Can’t wait.

 

[fruityJew]

Hm, I like these.

 

[KingSandy]

Lips and the Strawberry

Ripe and plump with
The promise of sweet yielding
Flesh A splash of scarlet pressed against
Them the fruit of passion lush and
Ready Slowly tracing the lips
A slip of tongue caressing that crimson
Tip tasting the edge of the sweetness
A whisper of things to come
Flash of teeth sinking deep into the
Inviting ripeness release tart nectar
Lips wrapped lovingly around teeth
Grazing bit by bit as it slips deeper within
Then the moment passes leaving the lingering
Scent and taste of summer passion