Ravenless Beak: New years BSDM edition

[Beaker]

Whips and chains,
and hands galore.
You left me alone,
wanting more.

So I ask dear girls,
both nilla and kink.
Come here and play
with the Beak.

Its an early night,
And time to drink.
Happy new year,
and bring on the KINK.

 

[RisiaSkye]

Private passions
almost exquisite ecstasy in
the strongest of sensations.

come to me
feel my fever

A scream of worship
murmurs of a body in need
we do a raw grind
in natural rhythms of frantic lust.

this night
I am not myself.
Make me your willing woman
your love slick girl
sweetly flowering for you
alone.

As I tremble and beg
you feel my delicious agony
and we explode in violent
surrender.

 

[SweetCherry]

What's he after, the little Beak?
What kind of woman does he seek?
A loving Mistress who has a kink
for felt, it looks so soft and pink.
Perhaps a Lady, boots to her hip
To caress him with her supple whip.
Perhaps One who brings a chain
And binds him to the bed again.
So many choices, so little time.
Ah, to much for one little rhyme.
Hair of blonde, brown or red,
Which one wants in Beakers bed?
One shall thru the door walk
and softly tease poor Beaker's cock
then spank his ass and make him quiver
Ah, Beaker, was that a shiver
that I saw just now, I think?
Maybe you need another drink.

 

[Beaker]

The beak is after kink
He has already supped his drink
He wants some bondage pure and true
Even a youngun like Never, would do

Cymbidia, and Risia
A wonderful mix
Or Mistress Hecate with her tricks
Nessus, the femme domme with da 'tude

Come on girls, bring it on
The beak is felt, it cant be wrong
Raven no more, bring some kink
And Sweet Cherry, Refill my drink!

 

[RisiaSkye]

I love a Muppet
that can pull my strings
tonight I'm yours, pet
so let's do this thing.

I'll bring the leather
if you bring the steel
Never? We'll lead her
into all that we feel

Too drunk to rhyme
too lonely to domme
so I'll share what is mine
if I can just hear your song.

 

[Beaker]

I can pull any strings
Mistress, domme or sub
I will make you clime the walls
And shower me in love

The pain will be great
The pleasure greater
When I'm in control
The felt is a stimulator

I have the steel,
I have the chain
I have the time
To inflict great pain.

Never, to be led
or even followed behind
Cymbidia WILL be pleased
No initiations, this time.

 

[Hecate]

The old year gone,
the New Year to start,
I am still a Domme
From the depth of my heart.

A body so soft,
my Muppet delight -
Come to my realm,
to my Kingdom of Night!

No begging will help you
There's nowhere to flee.
After all - you asked for it!
Get down on your knee!

Now little Beaker,
was that what you sought?
Or am I playing harder,
more intense than you thought?

You thought you could be
on the giving end?
Sorry to delude you
my very dear friend!

Now bear my chains,
hear the swish of my crop
enjoy the sensations
before you beg me to stop

I may have been soft
in the last hours past
but trust me, dear Beaker,
it is not gonna last!

I am back in charge now
so bow to my glory
Else you may feel
quite a little bit sorry

or were you just teasing me
to get in the end
a little more punishment
and your cutie butt spanked?

Whatever it is -
I wish for thee
2002 shall make it
REALITY!

 

[Beaker]

The mistress appears,
Still a domme she says!
But I had her begging
And it was HER on her knees

So she thinks she's the boss
Wait till the rest come in
And show her the loss

She misses out on this
She does not get that
THEN she's on her knees
"Please master, give me a swat"

So then we will have the felt
Dominating the flesh
There is no doubt.
Beaker is the dom, they worship the felt!

 

[MissTaken]

A new little sub
Awaiting the time
When she gives her heart
And finds pleasure sublime

Beaker, my friend
Perhpas, tis you
Who will be firm, kind
honorable, and true

Earn my trust
The rest will follow
Play for a while
But, Please! Without a collar

Confusion slides in
Something to see
You bringing lit's own
Domme's to their knees.

Could this be fact
Could this be true
The beakless raven
Was it really you?

You must have many tricks
And be a clever bird
To accomplish such things
In this little world


Sorry to interrupt,
but I couldn's resist
A thread without anger,
a thread without lists!

 

[KillerMuffin]

I love you, you know, beak
My sweet little felt
It's always a treat
To make you melt

Sigh... this time, though, I fear
I'll have to sit out
I've made it very clear
What that's all about

It's Rave, that king of strife
You know, my sweet hon
He's grounded for life
Until he's ninety one

I'm going to have to spank
I took all his toys
He's still turning my crank
Ugh, boys are such boys

Evil overlord, hah!
The little rat fink
Thinks he's so smart, huh?
That's not what I think

He's locked in his room
With no TV or phone
I'm just waiting for you
To finally get home

He can't run, he can't hide
No, not this time
I've got whips, got a guide
Ravey's ass is mine

Can you see what happens
When you're a bad boy?
Ravey must make amends
By being my toy

 

[Ravenloft]

Kink, kink, what a fink!
Who needs it to get to the brink?!
Not I, I do say!
For a good lay.

Yes, for a good lay
You don't need to pay.
Just make a strawberry tray
and listen to Come What May.

Just be nice and sincere
Try hard not to leer
And there will be nothing to fear.

And as far as being stuck in my room.
I am kept there by whom?
Is it the muffin?
Shit, she ain't nuffin!


I'll bust through the window
and use the cord of my nintendo
to escape to the patio.
How do you like that, daddy-o.