BDSM Poetry

Daisy

I have felt this way before:
my body is rigid
and long
much longer than I remember it being

slightly curved
definately marked

shades of green
color of the startling moments
when
through this body
I have felt
the diffusing reactions of growth,
and inevitable moments
when my head
bursts wide open,
pushing out the timid, fragile center -

pieces

carefully enveloped
by arms and legs an
bodies protecting petals;
limbs which once felt sturdy
now flimsy,
seperated,
open.

(faun)

Roll Me Over & Make Me A Rose

This morning you amazed me
in my sleeping you
moved into my dream
with fast hands
Sure hands on my sleepy ass
on my clit
in my cunt
Engorging
Under fast hands alarmed
into instant arousal I
Gasp
sliding under covers
You grapsing me I could be unsure
of my turn-on
before arising
But riding your command I am
carried away

You move faster than
I can decide
to trust you
I hang on to you
galloping me over waves
pounding scarlet
My brain is asleep and my
Cunt is a rose
riding your hand

Roll me over in the morning
lover
and make me a rose.

Dossie Easton

In The Moment

I am skin
on wood
on leather
on metal
I am rough smooth hard soft
thrust hit pound
inhale
exhale

I am not here
there
I am not weelz
not cath
not me

I am sub empty
I am filled
full
fullfilled
I am not mine
give offer
take accept allow

I am not free
I am free
I am sharp gasp past
last
first
I am yes
I am not no

I am breath
I am scream
I am scream
inhale

I am stroke count count count
count
lose count
I am scream
exhale
I am scream

I am fingers onside inside
I am wait
wait
I am not now
wait
wait

I am - yes - now
i am not ending
forever never
ever for

I am
I am
I am


weelz

Triad 1/3: You Released Me

“I release you,” you said to me
and my heart died, flaming into
fiery, bleeding, tortured death.
But my sun glasses masked my pain.

“I am no longer your Master.”
My pulse stopped and color drained
from the brilliantly sunny day.
I looked past your shoulder and nodded.

“You’re no longer my submissive.”
The words bounced crazily through me,
in and out, in and out. Blazing
hurt threaded my whisper, ”As you wish.”

Your words tore and rent, and ground love
between them, beneath them, below them
like tight clamps around my nipples,
like a cane snap on my bare ass,
like deep endless drugging kisses,
like my tongue caressing your cock
while my finger slipped in and out
of you, for you, forever focused.

Tears gathered. Disconnectedly, I
turned away and, wraithlike, walked off
silently into my future,
uncollared for the first time in years.

But my soul screamed, enraged, in pain,
Why didn’t you have more faith in us?
How could you turn so easily
from the glory of what we were?

There was no answer, no soft words
murmured you to me. How, I cried
behind my sun glasses, could you
cripple us both so savagely?

Who has ever known you as deeply?
Endlessly, we explored. Sharing
hearts, brains, sexuality.
We talked, we laughed, we dreamed together.
Forever linked, heart to heart, we said.
All so intense… and now, discarded.
Oh my Master, how badly you
failed us both when you released me.

cymbidia 2001



More of my poetry, and stories too, all of it BDSM in nature, can be found at the end of the link down below. Please, if you will, remember to vote on the stories and poetry you read here at Lit. Thank you.

cym...

Re: cym...

foxinsox said:

Devilly, I love that poetry. Do you have more?

Click to expand...

It is all in the fisting book that is in the post for you since errrmmm 2 hours. I just hope that they don't open it at customs

Halo

Re: Re: cym...

Athletic Discipline

On the performance floor,
coquettish spandex starts a guessing game--
He wants me..he wants me not.
But I am blocked from your view
as your concentration narrows to
a single sweet spot.

In my dreams you are naked
sweat beads drip down your spine
marble hard muscles strain
at the confines of shining skin.

The wires vanish at vaulted ceilings,
you must be lifted to your place.
Trembling with exertion
you hold the required pose for seconds
stretching to eternity,
a pagan messiah on your
hidden iron cross.

In my dreams you hang there
silent and still,
a marvel of restraint
quaking under my touch.
The lash swings at your back,
makes you slave and master both.

Commentators wonder at your powers,
your discipline.
I am lost at the word,
dreams intrude into daytime
visions of hard muscled mastery
submitting to the training
that only I can give.

Risia Skye, 2001



There's more BDSM related poems on my member page, the link's below.

Bound

Rings on her fingers
Rings on her toes
Rings through her nipples
Rings through her nose

All strung together
Cats cradle of grace
Her look of true rapture
Ne'er fades from her face

Patience is tested
Discipline proved
Trussed there for hours
And still hasn't moved

Our friends are in awe
Her training displayed
No punishment needed
No skin to be flayed

She ignores the party
Her focus is clear
To win my affection
And opinion so dear

The audience claps
As she is released
The look in her eyes
Begs, Sir, were you pleased?

Leather, pleather, linen, lace
Tossled hair beframes her face
Skin tight Lycra
Flowing Satin
All hang right when she's in place

Rings of gold and rings of steel
Chrom-ed spikes beneath her heel
Maidenhead arcs
Straps embatten
As if bound to Captain's keel

Stockings grace her trembling thigh
Painted face declares a sigh
I lay a smack
While guests are fattened
By my best dressed subbie's plight

I am red
and you are blue
it was all done in bed
what a beautiful hue!

- monster

Refrigerator Magnets

You gave them to me
wrapped in silver,
A jeweler's box full
of sparklingly new
staccato syllables,
my precious treasures
to arrange for you.
Now these words stand still,
patiently waiting
for you to need nourishment.

##

Tonight our private passion
is exquisite ecstasy.
You come to me in
perfect pleasure,
to feel my fever
and help me burn.

Time disappears when we connect:
a scream of worship,
murmurs from a body in need,
a feral naked grind
in natural rhythms of frantic lust.

Make me your willing woman,
your love slick girl
sweetly flowering for you
here in the darkness.
As I tremble and beg
you will feel my delicious agony,
choosing the moment
to free us both from restraint
so we can lose ourselves
and find each other
on the other side
of bliss.
-
by RisiaSkye © 2002

abandon your fear
relinquish your will
unto my counsel
become liquid to my touch
pouring your sweetness
into the structure
of sweet submission
a flowing form
whose pleasing completes
a path of perfection

a budding rose
my kiss the tepid rain
my touch the fiery sun
my design the blueprint
of your completion

present yourself as vassal
for my wicked designs
of exquisite ecstasy
tempered with tempting
surge of euphoria
from a strong hand
laying fire upon sweet
delicate upturned derriere

a budding yellow rose
straining from winter's chill
a deep whisper of "bloom, my pet"
rumbles like thunder
to core of being
conforming to a primal need
finding solace in my direction
and peace within your heart

~moaning with joy at reading the above~

My two very favorite BDSM poets, back to back... what could be better?

They're all wonderful.

Cym, that was awesome. *off to read some more of yours*

WOW,

i am so loving this thread!

to read from top to bottom it only gets better!

and Dom as the finale, could it get any better than this?

please keep trying, i can't get enough of this subject!

thanks for the sensations your words have me

voy

Trap
by RisiaSkye ©
Even now I can see the future
I can feel you
sense you
draw you in with every moment
every movement
as it should be
as it will be.
Your steady heartbeat
speeding
and changing
as time stretches on under my
command.
With you so close
I'll tell you things
that will make your mind reel
and your body ache
things that will invade your dreams
for weeks to come--
I will leave you sweating
and alive.
And when you are ready
I'll show you what you've never seen
and I'll enjoy it
more than you might believe.
I can feel you,
yearning to come
for me alone.
Your denials and refusals
are merely foreplay.

1993

I love this!

I push it up for you are wonderful.

More poems please!!!!!!!!

1

...because i think more people should read and submit poems...

Halo

A Nibble, A Bite, A Bruise........

You start, kissing, nibbling licking
My neck, my ear, my lips

Then the bite, unexpected yet so wanted
you leave your mark on the flesh of my neck.

Your mouth travels around my body finding
loose flesh to grab and bite and mark

My nipples are toys between your teeth
each nibble or bite or lick of the tongue

Making me harder, yearning for more.

You find the soft skin on my ribs and bite
sometimes soft sometimes so hard you cause
me to groan loudly

You travel down along my flesh biting, nibbling
Licking the bruised flesh as you go

Your breath is hot, your mouth on fire as you
continue this torture,........ no pleasure

Suddenly I feel the bite, first on my inner thigh
then on the flesh around my hardening cock

Then I feel the moist heat of your mouth devour me
Your teeth sliding on the flesh of my cock

Your mouth finds mine our tongues dance as
our bodies are joined

Your beast has been unleashed and as you
grind into me you continue to nibble and bite

Letting the carnivore inside loose, your mouth
wantonly grabs flesh and grasps again and again

When we gain release, I grin as I look deeply
into your eyes and you smile knowing that we
have both been satasfied.

The Touch
by RisiaSkye ©
Your touch is foreign
previously only the stuff of dreams
but it sends a chill
through my spine,
and a rush of need
into my body.
I forget all but the moment--
there is nothing but now.
Our lips touch,
your hands move
our bodies intertwine
and I am lost in eternity.
The forbidden touch,
the midnight release
takes control
and I am your willing prisoner.
Together we descend,
ascend,
fallen together
closer every second
to the one instance of ecstasy
in the bondage
of release.

you asked for it now...

Switch
by RisiaSkye ©
I rest on my knees,
to glow at your praise
cower on command
and cater to your needs.

You take control,
to make me your slave
an angel on demand
to love and to hold.

What else could exist
that can touch what we share?
A dangerous bliss
for all those who dare.

I chain you with love,
to help set our stage
floggers on hand
for my glorious sub.

You might close your eyes,
to help you be brave
moans on reprimand
turning to sighs.

Others don't know
the switches of love.
But here we're both always
both Master and sub.