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Feeding Time

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I’m hungry
Not for food
But for your flesh

I need to nourish
My cravings and desires
For your consumption

Allow me to lick
Taste and devour
Your carnal offerings

Only then will I find respite
From this ache
Until it’s feeding time again

What do You have to offer?

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When asked, what do you have to offer me, you replied with things like wit, humor, charm, foot massage, coffee, handyman skills and other attributes that are wonderful, but aren’t the things you TRULY offer me. Here is a list of some of the things I think about:

Your eyes…

When they stare at me, I swear they are stripping me naked, body and soul bared. Yet, I feel safe, protected, cared for and loved.

Your mouth…

Your smile can light up a room and those lips, DAMN those lips, can shoot an electric charge through my entire body with the lightest touch.

Your tongue…

The taste is indescribable and its talent in my mouth is rivaled only by its talent as it licks through my delicate folds.

Your hands…

They trace, touch and tantalize every inch of my body. The moment they move, my skin cries out in longing and want for more.

Your cock…

It is the thing my daydreams and fantasies are made of. It has graced my mouth, skin and the deepest, darkest recesses of my hunger.

You…

Truly, that’s all I really need.

Me

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Take me
Tear me
Use me hard
Twist me
Bind me
Leave me scared

Whip me
Thrash me
Make me cry
Degrade me
Destroy me
Watch me fly

Please me
Pleasure me
Please don’t quit
Claim me
Chain me
Watch me submit

Share me
Display me
Declare me whore
Dominate me
Own me
Call me yours

 

*I am very sorry to say that I don’t know the name of this artist.  If you do, please let me know so I can give credit or remove it at their request.  Thank you.

Impatience

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Please don’t make me wait!
Patience is not my strength.
I want to have it today.
I’ve already been delayed at length.

I really want it now!
Too much time has passed.
PLEASE, give it to me.
See Sir, just how nice I’ve asked?

I’m going to start to pout!
And throw myself upon the floor!
Where I’ll kick and scream,
And continue to relentlessly beg and implore!

Wait, what’s that I see?
A smile upon your face?
Am I finally going to get it,
As my hands reach for your embrace?

*****

Oh, you’re going to get it,
My whiny little whore.
As I yank you by the hair,
And drag you across the floor.

This ain’t going to be the present,
You hoped you would receive.
It will be my offering,
From which you’ll beg reprieve.

Please don’t cry as I place you,
Face first across the bed.
And pin you firmly down,
With my hand upon your head.

Here it is my precious girl.
Enjoy each and every blow.
When you take me deep inside you,
My true gift, you will know!

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Lunch Date

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Twisted in gnarled fingers
Entwined and tightly gripped
Pulled sharply backward
Forward thrusts inflict

Silent screams released
Whimpers and groans collide
Gasp after breathless gasp
Mercy brutally denied

Slap, slap, ruthless slap
Of skin abusing skin
Marks beginning to rise
Creeping deeper into sin

Heights repeatedly hit
Dams completely breeched
Juices freely flow
Pinnacles exquisitely reached

Your Wilderness

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Your wilderness can be harsh
It is often unforgiving and merciless
Wrought with stringent demands and exacting punishments
Strict, remorseless, sever and breathtakingly primal.

On occasion, Your wilderness is a picturesque scene
Beautiful, quiet and utterly serene
I can bask in the light of Your tranquil presence
And float away in the still of Your peaceful soul

Your wilderness always leaves me feeling protected
In Your sheltering arms and insulated control
I’m left loved, cherished and unconditionally treasured
And I know true security and safety absolute

Within Your wilderness, I can surrender
Relinquish, yield and submit to Your bestial domination
All restraint is abandoned and vacated as I cede to Your commands
And Your wanton, shameless, unrestrained courtesan is allowed to run free

Curable

The Throbbing Ache
The Agonizing Pain
The Torturous Sting
The Miserable Suffering
The Distressing Bite
The Afflicted Wound
The Inundated Anguish
The Overwhelming Torment
The Unyielding Plague
The Stricken Woe

All erased with the delicate brush of your lips.

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Your Oeuvre

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Let me be your lustful Artwork
Paint me with your ravenous Brush
Turn my body into your wanton Canvas
To be your malevolent Drawing would be a euphoric rush

Etch my skin with your piercing eyes
Command my Form down to the floor
I want to watch your eyes Glaze with sadistic desire
And relish as I cast the Hues of your awaiting whore

Use the Influences of the great masters of yore
And our Juxtaposition of the murky unknown
Position me like a Kakemono piece of art
Or lay me down in a Line, trembling and prone

Use a Mix of pulsating colors Sir
Or keep me wholly Neutral or even monotone
Anoint me with your pallet of Oils
Or Paint me with your hand prints alone

Put a fine tipped Quill to my alabaster skin
And with fluid Repetition generate
A Sketch of your desire, need and lust
Please Sir, upon my Textured canvas, castigate

We will come together in Unity
With our Vanitas we will surely sin
Please Wash me in your devil seed
Or pound a Xylographic mark upon my skin

The Yellowing of our sated forms
Will ultimately allow us to fly
Into the Zinc white heavens
As we drift off into the unholy night

**Artwork Melanie Glucksman

War Paint

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I EARNED it!!
I bled for it
I hurt for it
And I wore it like a badge of honor

You GAVE it!!
You tortured me for it
You pleasured me for it
And You left your signature across my skin

We BASKED in it!!
We reached nirvana for it
We had to be cleansed for it
And We will revere the memories forever

I….

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I Burn
This soul burns for your consumption.
I Ache
This body aches for your touch.
I Yearn
This need yearns for your attention.
I Want
This heart wants for your love.

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