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The_Fool

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Okay, so try and fold your thoughts around this STC.

Title: Submissive Origami

Yes folks, it is time for Fool to come up with a title that cause everyone to think WTF when they read STC.

Only requirement is there must be some element of sensuality. Eroticism scores higher points whether blatant or implied.

Deadline is whenever you feel like it as long as the thread isn’t languishing on page two or even further back. If you elect to submit, give us a link. Or not.

Cheers…
 
SubOrig

Touch me slowly
Run your fingers
Up and down the creases
undo, refold
either way, perfectly
And yet when you aren’t careful
I’m softly willing to cut
in slow pieces
Open me back up
Just to
Make me any shape
You want

-
fun challenge!
 
Submissive Origami

Bent to your artistic will
I fold at unnatural angles
Knees splayed at 45 degrees
Demurely grants access to
my isoscelese triangle
My back twisted like
right foot red, left hand blue
Let you fill my creases and
open dammed flood gates
while ankles lock like
the equator circling to
inevitably meet itself
In your hands I am
pliant paper folded
into a swan, spent
and left to float on
the lake's still face
 
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The_Fool said:
Okay, so try and fold your thoughts around this STC.

Title: Submissive Origami

Yes folks, it is time for Fool to come up with a title that cause everyone to think WTF when they read STC.

Only requirement is there must be some element of sensuality. Eroticism scores higher points whether blatant or implied.

Deadline is whenever you feel like it as long as the thread isn’t languishing on page two or even further back. If you elect to submit, give us a link. Or not.

Cheers…
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Too tough for me, Babe. I've never been good at folding paper, and the word submissive isn't in the part of my vocabulary that I use.
 

Submissive Origami

She lays there docile,
Awaiting the touch
Of strong hands
Reaching out to roughly sample
The promise.

Blood red blanket
Under alabaster flecks,
Stretchy yellow strands
Tantalizing the lips
Of those who dare.

Hard-baked platform
Firm and unyielding,
Stiffer still at the edges
Break when folded,
Split down the middle.

She lives to be folded,
Bent, spindled, and mutilated,
Oozing oily droplets
Leaving sticky fingers.
New York Pizza.
 
The point was swans.
The long folds and bending
underneath the implication
of wing with never conscious
thought of flight but creased
and squared, triangulated
then returned to the page.
A sketch was tried to suggest
downy feather, soft submission
to paddle companionably
two by two and finally
a scissors cut away parts
of me. When I unfolded
myself to you my hands
were gone, my feet
hobbled. There was a circle
where my mouth used to be.
The sky had changed. Maybe
I was a paper airplane.
 
If fold she must as her master did decree
let it be with grace and poise.
each dainty toe now crushed
to fill a doll sized shoe, placed
with delicacy imagining a lotus flower
petals unopened but paper thin.
Delicate breasts twin flower buds
beneath each pleat creased and placed just so,
Geisha compliant always to a higher will
 
Submissive Origami

I am made of stuff that bends
and twists but won't hold a crease
so my white cranes don't fly
and my lotus blossom petals
flatten on the pond to float
as lilypads, bouyant, pliant
and a place to rest, your throat
ballooning as you serenade
the lady beneath the pine
who cannot know the agonies
of coming undone in your hands.
 
champagne1982 said:
Submissive Origami

I am made of stuff that bends
and twists but won't hold a crease
so my white cranes don't fly
and my lotus blossom petals
flatten on the pond to float
as lilypads, bouyant, pliant
and a place to rest, your throat
ballooning as you serenade
the lady beneath the pine
who cannot know the agonies
of coming undone in your hands.
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champers, that is amazingly good.
 
Submissive Origami

I can press
my hands
in reverse prayer
behind me

paper-white
I can be folded
into pleasing
shapes

press the soles
of my feet
against the curve
of my ass

use your thumb
carefully
against the creases
to sharpen them

these planes
gain dimension
rising in layers
pulled precisely

and unfolding
into a new shape
you discover
new depth
 
so I have tried to revise and revise, but the poem will not submit, so here is not so submissive origami

beauty that I do not understand
sits here in my hand
for it is more than a fold
that these creases hold
a life, a sprit sit inside this creature
some personality is to be found in its feature
thousands of papers come to life
yet millions more are crumpled by strife
perfection comes with practice
patience
and persistence
yet to see the life come to be
oh it is worth those three
 
Submissive Origami

I am resigned to the fact
that I must let
you break me, to set me free

Wings to fly may only come
of your twisted manipulation

To stay rigid and fight
Would only deny me flight
Thus hampering my elation

The need to soar, bound no more
By shackles of a flat existence
I crave ergonomic design, repel the supine
So this once, I’ll yield to your insistence.
 
Submissive Origami

Unblemished plane before me
begs for mountain and valleys
placed just so
a precise design
meticulously followed
until bent to my will
strung from above
you fly
at a touch
from masterful hands
 
It takes imagination to create
a little force to crease
bend in ways not known before
to ponder a moment
in origami silence

I know you
pliable, willing to fold
your edges into a shape designed
to stir tears to my eyes
ellicit a hunger for more

to find the boundaries
of your submission
how many ways you can bend
but not break

a crane in pristine white
soars for me into night
 
todski28 said:
It takes imagination to create
a little force to crease
bend in ways not known before
to ponder a moment
in origami silence

I know you
pliable, willing to fold
your edges into a shape designed
to stir tears to my eyes
ellicit a hunger for more

to find the boundaries
of your submission
how many ways you can bend
but not break

a crane in pristine white
soars for me into night
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it's all good, tods, but that opening... man, and above ALL else

'to ponder a moment
in origami silence'



that really strikes me!
 
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