epicpoetic

Tender Beginnings...

Your fragile state promotes within me protection.

Take up my hand - your submission's resurrection

"Now trust me", I whisper - for you I will not fail

Give me your all - and together we will prevail

I pull you in close - so my heart you can clearly hear

I permit you my strength - to help wash away the fear

As you drink in my power - I feel you weaken at the knee

I sigh, now content - that you truly are a part of me

Cling to me - knowing you'll never want to pull away

Bathe in me - the light, which illuminates your day

Fear me - the dark, which nightly gives goose-pimpled skin

Obey me - the judgement, which can absolve your every sin

Purest porcelain: cracked

Cosmetics all awry

Mock modesty attacked

Blushes – her desires do belie

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Finest form; ecstasy wracked

Tears collecting in her eye

Pointless protest she’ll retract

Only through pleasure does she cry

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From operatic orgasm; hoarse

Song of masochistic infatuation

Her masculine maestro’s force

Sublime & savage penetration

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Free from sadism’s remorse

Gifting sensual laceration

The non-carnal we divorce

 Blinding lust; our destination

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Mere compassion; revoked

Strong hands upon her throat

Darkest sensation: provoked

Desperate breathlessness by remote

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Begs through bulging eye

Her panic’s symphony: divine

Pleading; oxygen I supply

I through sadistic smile; decline

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Before gifting life’s own kiss

Tender breath bestowed

Brought back from the abyss

Her grateful lungs explode

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Time for composure I deny

Instead her gasping mouth I take

And with contented sigh

Of deep depravity partake

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Until in tangled mess

Fatigued & satiated we collapse

To sickly sentiment; confess

And into tenderness relapse.

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For in mere depravity alone

It is wise we do not dwell

And yes even Iove I’ll condone

If darkest depravity exists as well!

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Gracious Disciplinarian


Stolen glimpses will earn His cane



For lowered eyes - at the floor; remain


Of His temptation - you will learn refrain


For as His girl- perfection you must attain!

Your illicit peek - met with fearsome glare


You're pulled from your knees - by a fistful of hair



Roughly stripped, until you stand trembling; bare


Of further indiscretion - this will help you beware

He bends you over, until in perfect position


Your wanton peeking - an unwise decision


Your flesh anticipates - His savage implement's incision


Aware His administration - comes with exquisite precision

You hear its swish - before you feel its bark


Swiftly re-employed - repeatedly finding His mark


Behind bitten lips - you extinguish defiant remark


For when improving His girl - His mercy is stark

As you dance to His tune - You shut tear filled eyes


For your own good; this agony - so Him you cannot despise


No pleasure in this He takes - you reluctantly realise


Generously ensuring misbehaviour - swiftly meets its demise

As you whimper for mercy - He decrees you get more


Trembling knees preventing you – from collapsing to the floor


Now lost in agonising fireworks – His fire you willingly endure


This lesson you’ll be learning – every day you’re still sore

For you must be taught - His words will be obeyed


And from further indiscretion - His cane does dissuade


You're led to the mirror - the stripes of His will; are displayed


Burning brightly in the knowledge - His will; you cannot evade

But with lessons learnt – His warmth now returns


Pulling you into His arms – stroking softly where most it burns


He rubs your striped bottom – as crimson it turns


Renewed understanding - His pleasure; only obedience earns.....

It’s impossible to resist - His gravitational masculinity

Harder still when exposed – to His beautiful soliloquy

Your temperature rising – the closer His proximity

His very presence caressing – deep inside your femininity

His magnetising charm – masks intensity and ferocity

His casual approach – disguising considerable velocity

His understanding of your being – arouses erotic curiosity

At a dark sadistic love – His romance; marbled with atrocity

He pulls you upon His knee – and quietly whispers in your ear

Stroking your vulnerability - whilst feeding off your fear

As He rapes you with His eyes – He lets His lyrical tongue endear

Blissfully unaware you are, of the dark depravity He’ll engineer.

He defiles you with suggestion – His words now black and blue

His burning, binding statements – your wetness do pursue

Sweet probing serpent sentence – with words, your buttons he’ll undo

His whispers undressing roughly – as verbally He penetrates you too

You lose yourself within Him – no desire have you left, to hide

Harshly his tongue molests you – your frail ego He does deride

His prose poised between your legs – taunting you, before He slips inside

The barbed phallus of His will - eternally within you, will reside...