BDSM Writing Challenge

MissTaken said:
The Scene:

A spanking being delivered or received
Here's my try

He enters the bedroom, and to his surprise sees her kneeling blindfolded and with her wrists cuffed to the bed. Next to her are his trusted crop and cane, bound together with a crimson ribbon, from which a note hangs. “Master I have been bad and hereby await my punishment. According to our agreement, my punishment should consider of totally 40 lashes.” Soon the room is filled with the sound of his pet being punished, and her muted whimper. Once the punishment is completed, and she has been freed, she kisses him saying “thank you Master”.
 
we are one
in harmony
and conflict
rising
and falling
spiraling surrender
boundary unravels
cycling creation
consumed
in ancient display
beyond
 
motionless by design
a struggle in the mind
for an itch beyond touch
the restriction too much
a causality of Master’s bind
 
James G 5 said:
I'm working on it :D

You people set a high bar ;)

*chuckles*

I had the same thought, verbatim, earlier when I tried to piece together a little something.

:)

I love how the freaky minds work, though.

;)

There is some wonderful poetry and prose here.
 
MissTaken said:
Scene: Binding of hands.

Rules: 25 words for poetry
100 words for prose
How the hands are bound are up to the writer.

Taboo words:

Rope
Cuffs
Scarf
Tie
Knot
Tight
Loose
Hand
Wrist
Arm


Head bowed,
First one
Then, the other
Pulse points meet
Nylon lacing prohibits touch
Freeing my spirit
Heightening the senses
Readying me for Him
 
New Topic!

The Scene: Giving or recieving a direction

Same rules

Taboo words:

please
pleasure
serve
do
voice
cries
follow
direction
order
instruction
 
Re: New Topic!

MissTaken said:
The Scene: Giving or recieving a direction

Same rules

Taboo words:

please
pleasure
serve
do
voice
cries
follow
direction
order
instruction
Upon her knees she waits.
Comands, and actions.
She comes to me.
Our bliss is here.
 
Re: New Topic!

MissTaken said:
The Scene: Giving or recieving a direction

Same rules

Taboo words:

please
pleasure
serve
do
voice
cries
follow
direction
order
instruction

Each string plucked
in turn
timbre tested
becoming more finely tuned
my purpose obvious
as still life
Your will
melody or cacophony
in orchestrated
obedience


Thanks MissT - this is fun. :)
 
A spanking being given or recieved

Hello A/all although I havent experienced this yet I felt inspired to write my views

I wait afraid yet excited trembling slightly. Waiting for that unknown experience I have longed for yet dreaded. The first contact with my skin, my stomach knotted with a mixture of excitement, fear and anticipation. Tensing at every move he makes as he adjusts his position. Holding my breath and tensing my buttocks as I feel him raise his arm.......Is this what it feel's like the first time, or will I feel like this evertime. I will have to wait to find out.
 
Okay, so I bent the rules a bit. I am following a direction already given. it is inspired by Ebonyfire and Mistress Hecate from the chastity thread.



Trembling hands fill the goblets, and place them on the tray. The keys on the stems a reminder of what lays ahead. Answering the ringing door, her head down, as she welcomes them silently. The sharp tip of black leather all she sees of this strange Mistress, and the bare feet of her following servant.
Mistress' laugh fills the air as she welcomes them. The wine is served. Eyes downcast as she hears their words and the keys exchanged. Neither servant knowing who holds the key to their matching belts. Only knowing the night will bring new lessons to learn.

The Scene: Giving or recieving a direction

Same rules

Taboo words:

please
pleasure
serve
do
voice
cries
follow
direction
order
instruction
 
More wonderful work, all!

I enjoy reading your poetry and prose and find myself a bit excited after reading some of it. Not excited as in wet, hot and wanting, but excited in terms of longing to reacquaint myself with my submissive self.

Welcome, trainee-sub! I enjoyed your words adn look forward to reading more from you!

:rose:
 
Re: New Topic!

MissTaken said:
The Scene: Giving or recieving a direction

Same rules

Taboo words:

please
pleasure
serve
do
voice
cries
follow
direction
order
instruction
Alright, I'm setting a two minute limit for myself. What's the fun without a challenge?

~~

will you
perform as commanded
genuflect as demanded
cower when reprimanded
and withstand the heavy-handed
bite of my tongue?
The answer, simply
'i will.'
 
Risia is tough to follow, but I'll give it a try:


Not a demanding guy
just expect my girl to try
and obey, no tear, no cry
just to know my desire
to quench my fire


She waits, breathe held, trying not to quiver, knowing that I want something. Our game demands that she anticipate this desire without asking, without words from me. She looks for visual clues. If she solves the silent riddle, she wins a treat. Lose, she deserves a rougher fate. Not that the treat is a sweet- more like a rose thorn across her breast- the pain she craves, rather than a punishment I chose. She must focus on my desire, not on wondering if I might select a quirt or a paddle. Her breasts please her. Her ass is mine.
 
Bound

Bound by his will,she waits
He is her Lord, her Master, her Mate.
Pleasure for him, is this night's fate
To know the path it takes, she waits.




He sent her to the dungeon to await his coming. She shivered as undressed,taking her place over the waiting horse of pleasure and pain.

Depending on his mood it could be either. She drew her breath in sips of air as her mind took her where his desires would send her later. She felt herself wet in anticipation for he was her Lord and his desires were her own.

Arriving quietly he watched the play of emotion on her face and whispered," do you need physical restraints or is my will enough to bind you "? Her answer "You are sufficient my Lord."
 
Thanks 4 your feedback I like them and Im sure my special lady will be excited by them.
The dribbler
 
My movements
Orchestrated
Choreographed

Sounds of me
Lust-laden
Impulsive sighs

The timbre of his voice
Expectations clear
His will is mine

Our desires fulfilled
 
New assignment

Scene: A social event of a non BDSM nature. Your submissive is wearing something as directed by you, ropes, remote control egg, or is simply vulnerable and available to your touch.

Same rules.

Either describe the scene as it unfolds or describe the feelings of a Dom/me or submissive in the vanilla world with an erotic secret/

There are no taboo words for this excercise.
 
This does not really do what was meant, but the idea is so damn lacivious I had to post what I have written.

jon

Your daughter’s wedding – “something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.”

I know they are meant for the bride, not the bride’s mother. It is old in design and concept. New for you my dear, I had it custom made for today - I wish I could have painted the expression on your face, when I gave it to you. To be in keeping I specifically ordered it be made in dark blue leather, not the usual black. No I did not forget the borrowed – I borrowed the padlock.

Who will know the bride’s mother is wearing a chastity belt?


99 words
:devil: :devil: :devil:
 
An even bigger taboo

the passerbys do a double take
an afternoon at the zoo
two women holding hands
if they only knew

my body is covered in Your marks
I belong to You
pussy, breasts, ass
a canvas of colorful red/purple hues




;)
 
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Looking through the glass of the shop window.
The whole world layed out like a stage.
They step by all the masses.
He looks at her with a small smile.
She looks up to him with shy intent.
His hand moves lightly up her spine.
Brushes her hair to the side gently.
Choker necklace tightens for an instant.
She shudders and blushes as they move on.
 
Binding of hands

Poetry
A skein of floss
A brillant blue.
Matches your eyes
What could I do?

Enfolded in color
You wait for whatever happens
Master and you.


Prose

A flash of blue caught my eye. Embroidery floss, mine to try. You stood naked before me, awaiting your fate. I was your decorator, you my plate. I started gently with your beautiful breasts binding you tightly no muscle could you lift.

Down I traveled to surround your precious feminine wiles. You in position acccepting your trials. FInished I stood to admire my art,
a virtual picture of a luscious blueberry tart. Dripping with cream it was time for my treat. A bundle of beauty wrapped up so neat.
 
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