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[WriterDom]

Glorious moon in orange delight
casting hazy light on naked curves
bound by wrists
shacked to the oak
last warm night of summer

some love cock
some love control
some love the whip
you, love it All

My hands form to your body
wishing the could melt inside
and grasp tightly your beating heart
wild with unabashed desire
Mine completely in whispered vow

some love cock
some love control
some love the whip
you, love it All

coyotes howl in the distant
as if they smell your sex
dripping like dew on fertile soil
a feral being in wanton heat
yet pledged to Me past this life

some love cock
some love control
some love the whip
you, love it All

 

[WriterDom]

The feast of hand
smacking buttock
contrarian delight
far from painful
for treasured few
it is sex in primal
form, a foreplay
streaking thighs
oozing sighs
flushed heat rush
soothing as a
steamy summer storm

 

[Cheribum]

I wanted you to know how much I enjoy your writtings! Thank you!

 

[WriterDom]

I claimed you with words
I claimed you with voice
And now, you tremble
as I claim you with My eyes

I move closer
close enough for scent
close enough for the electric field
of naked bodies to interface

knees almost buckle
as I test the weight of full breasts
watching the nipple grow
aching from the near miss

the crop’s leather tip
traces a semicircle dance
from nipple to nipple
from thigh to thigh

soft words command you
like honey dripping on soul
to your knees before Me
lips part & mouth fulfilled

the dance begins as submission
is cemented in unbreakable bond
claimed forever as My girl
sublime smile, tear stained cheek

 

[chun_gong]

This, wow, this is - absolutely exquisite! What an amazingly beautiful image it creates in the mind. These are the words butterflies are made of:

the dance begins as submission
is cemented in unbreakable bond
claimed forever as My girl
sublime smile, tear stained cheek

Anything short of "fighting them off with a stick" would be unimaginable.
j

 

[eastern sun]

And so I swoon . . .

And fall from dizzying heights into your eyes
to kneel at your feet and take your cock between my lips
waiting in your silence for my soul to be created
waiting for the music to begin

the naked Muse will dance to the rhythm of your words
and whisper of her longing in the echo of your song

in stillness I will pull at your cock with my lips
until I feel the pulse of your heartbeat in my throat
mouth full and trembling, I will sing of your pleasure
and hope that you will dance with me

I hope that you will dance with me

the naked Muse will dance to the rhythm of your words
and whisper of her longing in the echo of your song

I wait here in your silence to learn of my desire
I tremble in the rocking of the ripples of your eyes
waiting for the music, for the dance, to begin. . .
I wait to be created by your song

 

[WriterDom]

Not looking but 20,000 views would be nice.

 

[WriterDom]

Good morning!

 

[eastern sun]

Thrice denied she hangs
Suspended from the cross
That decorates your wall
With her devotion
And her anguish

In your silence she searches
For your presence
Aching, thirsty

Why has thou forsaken me?

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Abandoned to her craving
She sinks into her darkness

And there in its depths is the quiet peaceful center
Where the beauty of her ego is irrelevant
The structure of her fantasy is invisible
The story of her life is untellable

Still hanging from the cross
The cuffs and cords sustain her weight
And she floats quiet, empty, happy

The sound of your footsteps
Simply brings a smile

If you are happy, she will be

 

[eastern sun]

my heart is crushed by the weight of your desire
pressed between your whispered words
I feel each beat taut and full of promise
as it breaks against my fear . . .

please, please, please, please

my heart is wrenched from the safety of its home
expanding in its flight, as you fill it with your self
I feel its ripples in the veins where my blood used to flow
as it beats my new desire and I . . .

thank you

I thank you

my heart is lost, drowned in shallow puddles

and I walk free and easy down the path you’ve marked

 

[WriterDom]

If you are interested, check out the link. I'm more into my blog these days.

 

[WriterDom]

My goodness this is the slowest forum on lit.

 

[WriterDom]

I see that one slut has already completed her masturbation assignment and is eagerly awaiting next weeks.

 

[eastern sun]

song of the virtual submissive

http://web.mac.com/eastern.sun/iWeb/Site/Blog/41D92BF5-3CB1-4D16-9B17-FB0B26D4E611.html

 

[WriterDom]

Guess I'll do a story for [size-1](Name of other site removed since it can be considered "competition" to Lit.)[/size] to get the free membership. Plus they only have 1700 stories compared to 17 million here.

 

[WriterDom]

Yeah, very slow here. Inexperienced is a plus in my book.

 

[WriterDom]

Damn blog doubled in hits today.

 

[WriterDom]

Well, still looking

 

[BiBunny]

Well, I suppose if you start getting rusty in your ass-flogging skills, I can offer my ass in sacrifice. Oh, the lengths I will go to in order to help you Domly types out.

 

[WriterDom]

Well, I suppose if you start getting rusty in your ass-flogging skills, I can offer my ass in sacrifice. Oh, the lengths I will go to in order to help you Domly types out.

Promises promises.

 

[Exogenous]

Your poems are beautiful...happy, heavy sigh. I took a tour of your blog...interesting, yummy stuff going on there. Very inspiring. Thank you.

 

[WriterDom]

Your poems are beautiful...happy, heavy sigh. I took a tour of your blog...interesting, yummy stuff going on there. Very inspiring. Thank you.

Thank you. The Blog Mistress gets all the credit for making it look so nice.

She's hot if any female subs are looking for a Domme. Very strict, but hot.

 

[WriterDom]

It's Friday morning and my message box is empty. No email. No IMs. It's quiet.

I was horny when I woke up. Was really wanting to fuck a tight asshole. Tie her up first and spank her slutty little ass. Make her beg for it. Use her cunt juice for lube.

 

[WriterDom]

Ah, I love the smell of sub frenzy in the morning.

 

[nowgirl]

sub-frenzy? i thought i just had a headache.

not that i stalk you... i actually wander in to the personals just to lurk.... yeah... that's it.... lurk.... and saw your quest. my what a journey it's been.

did you have a quiet saturday morning as well?