Curious_in_Cali
Terribly Human
- Joined
- Feb 20, 2011
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But he knows her mind
And makes her beg for her drug
Then he fills her need
collapsing on knees
begging, pleading.. pretty please?
doughy eyes glisten
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But he knows her mind
And makes her beg for her drug
Then he fills her need
Aching drives the need
Sweet torment pleasure's own creed
And to him I cede
Body for his use
Desirous to amuse
Gifted with his bruise
I am claimed by him
His ribbon around my limb
Held still at his whim
Taken completely
His marks laid out so neatly
The pain more sweetly
Teased by strands of silk
A moan from me he will milk
A need for his ilk
This remains no game
The hunger in me he'll tame
Igniting his flame
As he pounds my flesh
Two into one we do mesh
Desire afresh
Blinding crescendo
Absence of innuendo
His demands I know
His word I await
Nothing will attenuate
My suspended state
Crying out "oh please"
Seeking, praying for release
Held there without ease
Under his control
Strong as the magnetic pole
Climax his to dole
Whimpering, pleading
A fear of "no" exceeding
He is there leading
Taken to apex
Body's shuddering reflex
Lacking in complex
And his whispered word
Climax no longer deferred
Greater joy he spurred
His need not sated
His yearning only bated
Flesh to flesh grated
Claiming me harder
Together rising our ardor
Still again harder
Fingers digging deep
As he climbs up his own steep
And down again sweep
Our bodies entwine
Peace and happiness combine
Joy from his word: "mine."
the caged bird returns
each night to sleep between wires
song training begun
Hunger consumes
Make me a sandwich
She complies
hark master for i
cook pasta ill serve it now
please beat me after
this haiku is non-standard.
hark master for i
cook pasta ill serve it now
please beat me after
this haiku is non-standard.
Happiness in me
Say this in a French accent
My Pleasure revealed
son membre dans vous
son plaisir est partagé
moi, heureux pour vous
Knowing I did wrong
wanting to be discovered.
Punishment awaits.
The strength of his hands
Pinning my wrists to my back
As he makes me beg
please let me please you
whimpers trickle from her lips
her world fades away
His wants overtake
Oblivion consumes her
She yields to his will
Justifiably
autoerotically
undeniable
I know I am right
to do these things on my own
I can't not do them...
addiction to touch
compulsive narcissism
luscious surrender