This Time

This time
This time I need it hard
I need to let down my guard
hear the pop of my thighs against your ass cheeks
look into your eyes with you on your knees
This time I need to fuck you
no romance between us two
feel your heat wrapped around me so tight
Struggle a bit and put up a fight
My fist held tight and full of your hair
making you moan your mind light as air
the sting of my hand, hard on your ass
crimson and burning, shining like glass
Reaching around and grabbing your neck
kissing you hard, not just a peck
you’ve been a good girl, did as your told
now take your treat, my hot flowing load
Coming down from our high
to you I don’t lie
our body like words, oh how they rhyme
you’ve done so well, a good girl This time

The Boss (It’s good to be the Boss)

The Boss

All day at the office

mind weary and worn

with problems all day

I crave the norm


Face in my hands

on the edge of the bed

a moment of peace

let go of this dread


Without looking up

I feel you so near

in nothing but panties

baby I’m here


You offer yourself

submission divine

my own private pleasure

release is sublime


With one rigid finger

your panties come down

I lean in to kiss

a soft supple mound


Your musk drives me wild

I command you to kneel

freeing myself

your mouth I must feel


You do as your told

hair flipped with a toss

you swallow my love

because I am the boss




Barbed Wire

Those that are crazy enough to read my…whatever it is I do, will know I require balance

to  insure all is well with the (My) world.  So in the name of balance here is a little something

to even out the most recent “soft” piece.  I feel so much better now.  🙂


Barbed wire

Needled points of steel

for which you yearn to feel

a sharp and biting pain

from which we both will gain


Give yourself unto me

and I will set you free

everything that you desire

I’ll stoke your inner fire


Jagged wire on tender flesh

both our souls refreshed

iron hand in velvet glove

just to show my love


This my love is your reward

your needs are not ignored

satisfying both our lust

and build a perfect trust



Your Moans


The sound is like music

music to my ears


Low and guttural

coming from deep within


Your moans goad me on

as your scent intoxicates


Do not turn and look at me

just lay there and feel

feel every sting

feel every tingle

feel every wonderful thing


With left hand I control your wrists

you wet my right hand before I say it’s time


For your transgression

you will suck my fingers clean

and we will start again


The good girl that you are

you control yourself this time


Now I stand before you

with candy coated fingers

tasting your sweet release


I will make you moan again

you will moan just for me

wetting my appetite sweet girl

your candy is what I crave




Zip Ties, Feathers and Blindfolds


Do you know what I’m about to do
of course you don’t my sweet
so many tools at my disposal
await your little treat

On hands and knees upon the bed
with trepidation wait
my carnal thoughts you will fulfill
and lustful hunger sate

No binding on your hands or feet
I’ll give you what you seek
a zip tie crisp across your ass
a feather brush your cheek

With blindfold tight you cannot see
just what I have in store
fingers trace across your lips
you whisper you want more

I tell you “not a single word”
the zip tie cracks and burns
you revel in this little game
but for my touch you yearn

You feel the pain, a little slap
of plastic on your folds
wetness dripping down your legs
“Do not cum”, I scold

Nipples feel my feather dance
the zip tie contradicts
alternating pleasure/pain
mastering your tits

“Open wide” I say to you
there’s something you must taste
the creamy sweetness of yourself
to which did cum in haste

I’ve one more thing for you to taste
you will fulfill my need
for in your mouth I must release
my warm and flowing seed

*** I have to say Thank You to Wet Bliss for giving me the idea to write this. I hope she isn’t disappointed in the result. 🙂