Close your eyes and dream
Sex is your sin that you can not escape
All your fantasies in the closet locked
Open it, like Pandora's Box
Let your demons out
Let your dreams unfurl
Let it collide and rip and tear you down
Until all that's left
Is the beautiful truth
Of you

There was a new moving, obscure and slow

A transformation only death can sow

I was wilted, wasted behind my mask

A broken vessel and a poisoned flask

I smiled behind my cherry red lips

I laughed and giggled as agony’s whips

Tore at the core of my demolished soul

Never letting on I was weak, unwhole

I reached for the two things that I had known

A shadowy semblance close to home

Writing--the first of all my desires

Then submission, which passion requires

To take up these boys in my arms unfurled

And draw them into my lacquered world

Like a tornado, I look to the core

But alas I choose to keep just one more

For U

I miss the sweet press of your lips

the honeyed kiss, the gentle sips

of divine exploration--

a writer's adoration

She felt of snow and candy

The promise of sweet wonder under the cool taste of dew

Her skin was alabaster too

Like clouds and divinity

I would have licked her for such heavenly

Dreams that ne’er come true

On the air you can taste the bite

Of leather and blood and steel

On the air you can hear the crack

And the scream that can not stand still

The nylon whip slithered around

Like a viper snake formed of light

Its teeth sinking into the flesh

Leaving tears of blood as its bite

“Scream for me. Scream for me” she said

Tracing the blood down his firm back

“Scream for me if you’d have mercy.”

He quivered and bit his lip back.

“Your choice,” she sighed indignantly

Taking up her favorite cane

Painting his ass like a mural

With stories of pleasure and pain

She knew by the rise of his hips

As the cane danced along his flesh

That the torture she inflicted

Had a very different mesh

Somewhere in that glorious pain

The sparkling bits of pleasure

Gave an animated life

To his starving, unused member

With fingertips red with his blood

And her freshly speckled cane

She reminded him she was the boss

As majestically she came

7/27/08

Drunk upon the crimson nectar of pain

I gather you up My beloved, shining boys

Gather you up into the asylum of My arms

Show you the terrible love

Of marriage to a painful master

Reveal an age

Where divinity is tasting the ambrosia of My body

Teach you to dance a magical dance

Wrapped in the soft fur of wolf

With one foot in heaven

The other in hell

So that you learn of the animal you have become

The animal you have always been

Then collect you into My hallowed arms

You, my suitors that endure forever

Unforgettable pleasure, full of wonder

A streaming mound of kisses

Covered in the blood of your body

Enough ecstasy to scandalize the masses

And leave them begging to drink the dark watered nectar

The enchanted treasure

Carried here on the backs of boys

Into this forbidden world

They think they drink of the tears of the ocean

But it is the tears of our world that they taste

A breath of silent wonder

A kiss to stop the pain

The terrible, lost beauty

Of love that will not wane

I’m the herald of the dark

The knight of lust and pain

The trembling of the soul

That knows of loss and gain

You’re my errant knight ashore

Awash from stormy seas

The one who has hid his pain

In whispers on the breeze

I have heard your secret call

Have brought you here to Me

To be My servant of yore

My slave of ecstasy

I will wrap you in My arms

And shield the storms away

I will make of you a god

For you will never stray

Into the deep, white cold of winter

I long to walk

Through the darkened allies

One boy behind

In the “follow” position

Walking the same world as Me

Fed by My hungers

And feeding Me

On the dark

Erotic whims of Me

Someone who longs for the intense ecstasy

Of pleasure sharpened by pain

A moan and cry in the dark

Screaming out

A plea for love

To be owned

Uncompromised devotion

For the sin of loving Me

Belong

Put judgment aside and bias

Let go of social conformity

Forget the “no, no, no” that your parents always said

I am not your mother

I am your Lady, your lover, your bed

For Me there will be no “No”

You will nod and will agree

“Yes, Ma’am” is what you will speak

you will surrender and be free

There is a bliss

Only to be found

On the other side of understanding

That pain and pleasure are not always so different

You moan and cry and cringe and run

But on the other side of pain

When all the pain is done

And you’ve felt the hard surrender

The last scrap of yourself that you didn’t want to give

You know what it means to belong

Bygone, bygone, bygone

You’ve put the past aside

And now you ride the waves of an ecstasy

From which you can no longer hide

Collared

Her fingers touched his neck

So warm and so alive

She wanted to sink her teeth

Into his silken human hide

But the chain was already there

A cold and chiming steel

And once the lock was locked

Their dreams would all be real

She looked into his eyes

He was alive and hot with fire

She glanced down at his cock

That was erect with his desire

She laced the lock through the chain

And gave him one last kiss

She pushed until she heard the pop

The lock that sealed Her bliss

This one had just become Her slave

Next month there’d be another

And maybe in between the two

She’d take a thick-dicked lover

Penitent

She tapped Her fingernails

Against the mahogany of the desk

Antique--

Some things age more splendidly than others--

If there were one boy that She desired

It was the one who would never love Her

A creature after Her own soul

She could find no fault in him

Except….

That he loved to love women

Her own slaves were three

And then there was he—

This strange creature that She desired

So unloyal

So unmoved by Her

So busy chasing after women

That in the chase he would never see

That She lingered farther

Drifted farther

And took another slave

Or three

Not giving much heed to he

No woman wants a slave

Who thinks of Her on Thursday

And sometimes on Sunday

And chases other women the rest of the week

The place for a slave is at his Owner’s feet

Her nails tapped against the mahogany

She drew a warm body close to Her

This one would be punished

For the incredulity of the other

“When do you think of Me?”

Her voice a melodic shatter

“From the moment i rise

to the moment i sleep.”

his voice stayed humble and meek

It was the perfect answer

“Will you take My pain?

Will you bleed for Me?

Would you give your body and soul willingly?”

“Yes, Madam,” was his answer

She took a length of nylon rope

And gagged him by the mouth

For all the protests She had heard

There would be not one tonight

She tied his hands up to her cross

And spread his legs real wide

Fuck all these fucking worthless men

Who thought She was just a cheap ride

She plugged his ass

And got out Her whip

And tore into his back

She let his blood splatter the wall

His moans echoed each lash

He was the penitent sinner

And for every sin he’d pay

Even if he was a shining angel

And shined for all to see

She got out Her needles

With a mischievous laugh

And made patterns on his ass

She spit in his face

And pulled his hair

Clamped his nipples

And slapped his balls

Raked nails down his flesh

When his body shook and trembled

When his breath came out in gasps

When the needles had been pulled

And blood streamed down his legs

She took pity on the tortured

And took him from the cross

She bent him over the couch

And fucked him in the ass

Only when she was content

That all the sins were paid

She brought him to her room

And pointed to the floor

Where his bed had already been made

His blood was on her skin

Their passion filled the air

Whatever the other had done

This was the one who was there

When all the tears were gone

And all the blood had dried

He was the one she loved

The one who was at Her side

The Mark

The leather bit and shred the skin

The blood was flowing hot and thin

Scarlet rivulets down his back

Seeping into the wooden rack

Blood was splattered onto My face

I licked My lips with perfect grace

Energy sizzled over our skin

Passion hotter than perfect sin

Not many could withstand such pain

Selfless surrender without gain

The marks would scar sure as a knife

A marking that would last for life

 Obedience

Cleanup

Two pretty slave boys upon their bent knees

Their only desire aiming to please

I spread My pale legs and opened them wide

Beckoning them on for the perfect ride

Two others had filled Me moments before

Left the fresh cum dripping onto the floor

Now these two lovely slaves, on their bent knees

Would carry Me further than the mere tease

One crawled forth and the other behind

Both slaves were possessed of a single mind

My ultimate pleasure was what they sought

My perfect orgasm was what they brought

Their hungry lips drinking deep of the cum

Brought much more pleasure than the fuck had done

And My first orgasm was drawing near

The night held promise after promise here

The tongue on My ass was wiggling around

The one on My clit bobbed up and down

The cum had already been licked away

Now pleasure was on its sordid way

“Make Me cum now, you little slut whores.

Squat down further and get on all fours.”

I lowered My sex onto their tongue

And beckoned two more to join in the fun

The two that had cum just moments before

Were hard and ready like any good whore

They mounted the boys who had knelt on the ground

Pleasure was building around and around

My legs started shaking. I could not stand

The orgasm coming sooner than planned

I looked to the ones doing the fucking

Grabbed the hair of those doing the sucking

This was all I wanted and so much more

I had the boy, the slave, the man, the whore

They each encompassed all the perfect traits

For these special few, they were lifetime mates

                                   The Succubus

A soul shredding laughter

Rang through the abyss

“Sign here on the line,

you cock-sucking bitch.”

She slapped him on the face

And pushed him to his knees

“Give your soul to Me,

like all these other flees.”

His hand shook and trembled

His eyes filled with tears

He tried to swallow hard

But couldn’t abate his fears

“you’re just a little bitch.

your soul will be mine.

your punishment will be worse

The more you waste My time.”

The quill touched the paper

He had to sign in blood.

She kicked him in the back.

He landed in the mud.

“i’m so sorry Mistress.

Take my soul from me.

i am Your worthless slave

for all eternity.”

He lifted up the quill

And with blood made his mark.

The succubus smiled,

“Now that is a good start.”

The Victory

Mischievous delight as I crawled into bed

On one side My blond and on the other My red

I looked to the one, grabbed the balls of the other

“Which one of you whores is going to be My lover?”

Their cocks started twitching. They both flashed a smile

They both wanted to win, but both were on trial

It wouldn’t be easy to win such attentions

“Come, you little fuckers, let’s see your erections.”

The blond got hard first, so I punished the red

“Get down on your knees and give him some head.

You better be good, or you’ll be sucking all day.

If you cant make him cum, then you wont get away.”

He gave a small moan that was somewhat a whimper

With the cock in his mouth it could have been either

The blond started moaning and thrusting his hips

The red knew that victory was close in his grips

I grabbed the red’s hair and jerked his head back

My strap-on slid in and I gave him a smack

“Now get back on that cock, while I fuck your ass hard.

The longer it takes you the more you’ll be scarred.”

There was a definite whimper escaping his lips

The blond thrust faster with insatiable hips

The red’s cock was dripping all over the bed

Surely he must have enjoyed giving head

The blond let out a moan of orgasmic delight

The red took the cum, as was his plight

But before he could swallow, I jerked back his head

“Don’t drink a single drop,” was the order I said.

The red obeyed, with his mouth full of fresh cum

Warm, slick and thick. I had to tease, “Yum yum.”

“Now feed the blond boy back his own filthy cum

and once you have finished your duty is done.”

So mouth on mouth, the boys made a long kiss

Neither could remember how it had come to this

But the red let the cum fill the mouth of the blond

Sent the sperm to swim in an unnatural pond

“You showed your devotions and you took this slut’s cum

You fed it to him from the tip of your tongue

And all that this slut did was just let you succeed

Without power or reason, only pure greed

But you will be better, My little red whore

And he will grow jealous when you can do more

So lay there and watch as he enters Me

In the end, My dear, it is your victory.”

Cocksucker

Twisted in a web of silken rope

He struggled and stirred, without much hope

The binding was not against his will

But fear and hunger he couldn’t keep still

His Lady looked on him from above

She was all his mind could conceive of

Outside of Her there wasn’t a life

But with Her the pain brought its own strife

Yet with the pain there was the pleasure

Both were mingled so close together

To lose the pain, would lose the rapture—

It was something too hard to capture

His mind felt far and his hands felt tight

Who decided what was wrong or right

Society could take its status quo

To his Goddess, he could not say “no”

He opened his mouth and closed his eyes

Her cock was bigger than any guy’s

Tasted of rubber and plastic still

His own cock bobbed at the certain thrill

“What a cocksucker. You love the cock!”

By now his dick was hard as a rock

Her voice melodic, light with laughter

“Come, My little whore. Suck Me faster!”

Her hips thrust forward. He almost gagged

“I have a much bigger cock,” She bragged

Her voice was firm as she grabbed his hair

“Come on, cocksucker. You’re almost there.”

He could feel his own hard cock grow wet

One second inside all he would bet

But she a Goddess, not a cheap fuck

If he got to cum, he’d thank his luck

He tried to think, but the world just spun

Concentrate. Concentrate till she’s done.

His cock was dripping onto his leg

All he could think was to beg, beg, beg

She jerked back his head and thrust once more

“you make such a fucking pretty whore.”

He tried to remember her as crass

“Suck it, slut, or I will fuck your ass!”

He didn’t need reminding again

He took it all in for her, right then

Her body stiffened. She moaned out loud

He smiled inside—content and proud