Welcome To Kink

Erotica, R-18+

I would like to take this opportunity to
Formally welcome you to KINK.

Here we make no judgments, nor do we critique,
We just connect over a shared link.

The desire for mutual satisfaction by
Exploring the many ways of reaching the brink.

We believe in empowered sexuality where
No one feels ashamed or afraid of what they do or think.

All persuasions and preferences are welcome,
We accept you fully. Whatever you drink.

Across time and space we connect,
We promise to bare ourselves fully and never shrink.

We encourage flirting, fucking, fingering, and feeling,
Or just a simple, coy, wink.

We value health and hygiene, so unless you’re into it,
Please shower so that you don’t stink.

We make no attempts to lie or deceive,
To take advantage, or hoodwink.

We commit to playing ethically,
With consent and care, we all stay in sync.

So, play freely; be you a top or bottom,
A switch, bear, fairy, or pink.

This is our pledge. I invite you to join in,
Let’s sign our names below in ink.

- Zachary Phillips

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This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 1’

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‘Twas The Day Of Harvest End

Erotica, R-18+

‘Twas the day of Harvest End,
And the festival was in town.
Liquor and laughter ran free
And all sorts of debauchery abound.

The young and the fun
They played a curious game.
If you catch and kiss a maiden,
She’s yours that night to tame.

The girls would run from the ugly,
Avoiding them at all cost.
But when the studs gave them chase
They’d fall and pretend to be lost.

The older women played it differently,
They gathered in curious groups.
Trapping a prospective man,
Then together tying him in loops.

Bound and gagged,
The man pretended to struggle.
A big smile forming under his face,
As he began the first cuddle.

The wisdom of experience
Caused the women to learn.
To only trap a man of great stamina,
If each was to get a turn.

Now there was the curious case
Of old Jimmy McGuffin
Came home from the party
To two girls wanting some lovin.

They were hiding under his sheets,
Just waiting to surprise him.
Bare as the day they were born,
Just hoping to entice him.

But old Jimmy took his time,
He had played this game before,
Despite his age he’d do this well,
And leave those maidens sore.

On the night of Harvest End,
All persuasions are accepted,
With women donning fake beards and
Men in panties expected.

The town square was divided into rooms,
On each door sat careful labels,
‘Pain’, ‘Domination’ and ‘Groups’
Each with toys on pleasure tables.

The night’s pleasures were more than just cardinal,
Indeed the dice and cards ran hot,
With bets ranging from copper pieces,
Up to entire an farming plot.

Circles gathered for the cock fighting,
More still for the quarter staff,
Where combatants fought till concession,
And none attacked by half.

At the feast table sat peasants and the noble,
Mingling freely for the dinner’s length,
Downing mushrooms, riot weed, and haze
Mixed with liquors of varying strength.

But alas all good things must come to a finish,
Even the day of Harvest End.
For the tomorrow the town goes back to planting,
Sowing next year’s dividend.

And until the festival comes again,
Not a word of yesternight is spoken,
The town returns back to normality,
Actively stifling all their fun emotion.

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This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 1’

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Daddy Dom Danny Andrews

Daddy Dom Danny
Loves locking us down
Six times he’s tied us up
To keep us from leaving town

He’s all about submission
And just loves the control
“Stay at home” he commands
“Or we’ll all pay the toll”

But Daddy we’re bored
Please give us something to do!
“Put this mask on baby,
Wouldn’t want you catching the flu”

We just want to go to work
But he is having none of that
“I think you need to be punished,
You dirty little brat!”

Still he is our Daddy
Which means he knows best
Think of all the times he’s fucked us
With his little nose swab test 

He’s waiting till he’s good and ready
He gets off on hearing us plea
Telling us to say the magic words
“Please Daddy, won’t you vaccinate me?”

Then he will reward us
With the freedoms only he can bestow
Till then he’ll keep threatening us
“Would you prefer to give Gladys a go?”

Oh no Daddy we love you
We will do as you say
Without a question or comment
We will sacrifice our pay

We will forgo our weddings
Our funerals and our fun
If you tell us to do so
We will even stay out of the sun

No, this scene’s gone too far
Now we have to say ‘Red’
You’ve reached our limit
We want out of your bed

Last lockdown we said ‘Yellow’
Yet here we are once more
We trusted you Daddy
Now we’re no longer sure

You’ve gone back on your word
Left promises unkept
You know what we did last night?
Nothing, we just wept

Where were you Daddy?
You’re supposed to provide aftercare
You hurt us deeply
Now we are going to have an affair 

Our breakup will be painful
We will make you suffer
All those weeks home alone?
They just made us tougher

We will find a new Daddy
One who will treat us right
One who will care for us better
When he locks us down tight

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This poem is inspired by the book, ‘How To Write Evocative Poetry’.

You can read some chapters from the book, download a free copy, or purchase as a Paperback, eBook, Hardcover or Audiobook.

Please Don't Stop

Erotica, R-18+

‘Please don’t stop’
She wanted more,
Pain or pleasure,
She wasn’t sure.

Hidden desires,
Unspoken wishes,
For soft caresses
And hard kisses.

He opened her mind,
His confidence solid,
Spoke the right words,
Her body followed.

A passionate embrace,
Inhibitions confined,
Moving together
Their bodies entwined.

The final moment,
Arriving together,
The mutual satisfaction
Of lovers forever.

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This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 1’

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Flash fiction

It happened suddenly and without reprieve.

She stands motionless as desire washes over her. The intensity of the moment engulfs everything that led her to this place. She bites down on her bottom lip in hopes it will stop the trembling, but nothing can quell the flutters in her soul. She moves closer, every step intensifying her desire. She feels him behind her. His breathing laboured as he grabs her firmly by both arms pulling her towards him. She stumbles back as he wraps his arms around her.

Opening her eyes, she looks over the edge of the cliff as the sea rages against the rocks below. “I know living is difficult,” he whispers tearfully “but please, don’t stop.”

- @verbsandvodka

Author’s note: This poem and story came from the three word prompt ‘please don’t stop’. I responded with a poem, and @verbsandvodka responded with the flash fiction.

I love the subversion of expectations that she produces in such few words. Thank you for letting me share you work.

Submissive

Erotica, R-18+

A lip bite,
I’m winking,
Hips swaying,
Got you thinking.

A coy smile,
That certain look,
Your intentions,
Read like a book.

Stepping close,
Pushing you away,
Just to tease you,
I like to play.

I’m yours,
If you can tame me,
But I’m a brat,
May have to contain me.

Pull my hair,
Grab me tight,
Say the word,
Have me tonight.

Please share,
What title you prefer,
Master, my dom
Or perhaps just Sir?

Learn my limits,
Push with care,
I trust you totally,
Take me there.

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This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 1’

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Dominant

Erotica, R-18+

A quiet word,
Will have you kneeling,
Implicit control,
A sensual feeling.

But before we begin,
You must share your limit,
Your kinks and desires,
And what you strictly prohibit.

The truth is clear,
The choice is always yours,
To submit to my will,
To get down on all fours.

Because ‘no’ won’t mean stop,
We are going to explore,
And unless you say ‘red’,
You are giving me more.

Your body is mine,
To bite, spank and ravage,
Taking you as I please,
With the lust of a savage.

I’d say don’t be a brat,
But it is in your nature,
Will you rebel or comply,
Which urge is greater?

You want to be taken,
But not to be shamed,
To push back hard,
And then to be tamed.

I will look into your eyes,
And you will say the words,
‘Do whatever you like sir’
I won’t have you by thirds.

And once we are done,
I will bring you in tight,
With hugs and lotion,
Talking to make sure you are alright.

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This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 1’

Read more from the colleciton, download a free copy, or purchase as a Paperback, eBook, Hardcover or Audiobook.