The Kingdom Of Switch

 

Erotica, R-18+

A princess confined to a castle
confined to a chair,
confined by her master
into his eyes she did stare.

Quickly taken
expertly bound,
delicately tortured
pleasure found.

Then put on display
for all the court to see,
the eligible maidens lusted
for she was where they wanted to be.

Carefully humiliated
lovingly abused,
gently caressed
then primally used.

The courting rituals
from eons past,
ensured the kingdom
would forever last.

He did all he liked
he spent his fill,
now it was her turn
to impose her will.

She locked him up
a chastity toy,
then proceeded to play
making the prince her little boy.

She made him kneel
to worship at her feet,
she made him beg
her desire was his to meet.

The ritual went on
in this kingdom of Switch,
a society of desire
a place to scratch every itch.

After a week
the princess was now queen,
her king sitting beside her
reminiscing on what had just been.

Mutual play
doing onto one another,
written across both their crowns,
‘Please, may I have another.’

May the kingdom of Switch
prosper for eons more,
all the realm invited to play
joining the nightly roar.


This poem is from the book, Kink, Volume 3.

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In Service To You

 

Erotica, R-18+

Silly girl,
don’t you know
no one can surpass you?

I find myself seduced;
by your smile,
by the way your sway
stops my stress
by the way your sultry smirk
accentuates the scent
of your sex.

Your sensuality
has made me a slave;
forcing me to supplicate myself,
forcing me to submit.

Every word I speak
is in service
to you.


This poem is from the book, Kink, Volume 3.

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Slaveling

 

Erotica, R-18+

Her blindfold is on,
His inhibitions are gone.

A present on display,
A gift for his birthday.

She starts acting coy,
He breaks out a toy.

A feather across her lips,
A whip across her hips.

A stroke down her neck,
Ties to keep her in check.

He strips her down
And goes to town.

He starts going fast,
He tells her to last.

She asks him to slow,
Cause she’s about to blow.

In total submission,
She begs permission.

He does his thing
And she starts to sing.

Then she starts to yearn,
For him to take his turn.

She gets down on the floor,
Then she begs once more.

He uses her as a slaveling,
Then gives her what she’s craving.


This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 2’

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