~Tie Me Up~

[george55]

,,,,


coerced crooning catches wind
whipping along his supple spine
traveling down, tingling thighs.
sting, cry out
for more
more, hurtful words welcomed
as pleading
turns to whispered words
of encouragement
for a job, well done





......grrrrrrrrrrrrrrooooowwwwwwllllllllllllllllllllllll

hands no longer moist
reaches across her breasts
bottle warm to the touch
fragrance of jasmine
dribbling down the valley
pooling at the navel
overflows downward
onward thru the sparsely
covered mound

 

[RhymeFairy]

so fuckin hot............boilin over

Hmmm, I never submitted that one. Makes one think, ***wink


your too good for me Geroge. I know it and lord love ya, you know it. Thank you for your friendship and for being so sweet when a girl needs so much more than a shoulder ...


huggggsss and kisses, even
a few licks, in alllllll
tha right spots, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrowl ~~~

 

[george55]

Hmmm, I never submitted that one. Makes one think, ***wink


your too good for me Geroge. I know it and lord love ya, you know it. Thank you for your friendship and for being so sweet when a girl needs so much more than a shoulder ...


huggggsss and kisses, even
a few licks, in alllllll
tha right spots, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrowl ~~~

I remember a little fairy who used to sit up and hold someone else's hand in the dark nite........reaching out with the bond of compassion, the cloak of friendship, when others had given up hope, when your friend from Utah hurt the worst, what goes around..............

 

[RhymeFairy]

hands no longer moist
reaches across her breasts
bottle warm to the touch
fragrance of jasmine
dribbling down the valley
pooling at the navel
overflows downward
onward thru the sparsely
covered mound

fingers fumbling, taking
his lead, heading
heeding
not a moments thought. blind spots
suckled and scorched
by tongue. lips, wet
and wandering, awaken
his nether regions.

slow scorched welts
appear, friction tying
trying for more
seeking a completion
of conception
reaching, binding
tying, of hands and feet
bed post wide.

slow moist kisses
commanding a proper,
wenching. tailored for delight
as deceptive detours, may
shall be taken. Bites,
screams, moans
of pure abandonment
enjoyment is to be had,
from slick silky
caverns.

needy, nether regions groan
and grope, pinch inside
out, excitement

oh, the glory
of a rough, wild, throw
down fulfillment.
come inside, make yourself
at home. it's gonna be
a long
hard
night .....


thinkin' I kinda lost it there ... somewhere, lol

 

[george55]

fingers fumbling, taking
his lead, heading
heeding
not a moments thought. blind spots
suckled and scorched
by tongue. lips, wet
and wandering, awaken
his nether regions.

slow scorched welts
appear, friction tying
trying for more
seeking a completion
of conception
reaching, binding
tying, of hands and feet
bed post wide.

slow moist kisses
commanding a proper,
wenching. tailored for delight
as deceptive detours, may
shall be taken. Bites,
screams, moans
of pure abandonment
enjoyment is to be had,
from slick silky
caverns.

needy, nether regions groan
and grope, pinch inside
out, excitement

oh, the glory
of a rough, wild, throw
down fulfillment.
come inside, make yourself
at home. it's gonna be
a long
hard
night .....


thinkin' I kinda lost it there ... somewhere, lol

she arches up as ruff pads
skirting by her valley
shivering as nail tips
tingle on inner thighs
back thru the door
tonguing her farrow
traveling the petals

 

[RhymeFairy]

I remember a little fairy who used to sit up and hold someone else's hand in the dark nite........reaching out with the bond of compassion, the cloak of friendship, when others had given up hope, when your friend from Utah hurt the worst, what goes around..............

Nights are the worst and I know it. He sleeps, dreaming of another I suppose. Others are up all night, had it rough, even a lot heart sick. So, who counts the stars? Who, is there to lend that all consuming passion of trust, friendship and love .... this being on a bdsm board, it might not reach a lotta peeps but

There are those out there who truly care and want nothing more than a shoulder, a friend .... You, George understand this and I .. well I just love and care about everyone I know. Some say it is silly I say compassion and friendship, help heal and help people move forward. The main word being help. Yes, I am a lil kinky but I do have a heart and I do love .... as so many others do ....



~~~~ stepping off soapbox, lol ~~~


<~~~ just for you my friend ~~~ better watch out. I might come back for seconds and thirds, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, lol ~~ hehehehe

 

[RhymeFairy]

she arches up as ruff pads
skirting by her valley
shivering as nail tips
tingle on inner thighs
back thru the door
tonguing her farrow
traveling the petals

petals so soft, pleading
but a kiss. closer
he leans in
listening as minxy
moans urge
him on.

first a finger, lips follow
scouting her sweet scent,
perfume. perfection
of rosebud, lips.
wet from his dew
drop kisses
cradled in
his palm now, as fingers
flick, rounding out
then in. trusting this path
pressure he applies. her moistness
seeps. a yearning calls out, deep
within, kiss me, taste
me




....

 

[george55]

Nights are the worst and I know it. He sleeps, dreaming of another I suppose. Others are up all night, had it rough, even a lot heart sick. So, who counts the stars? Who, is there to lend that all consuming passion of trust, friendship and love .... this being on a bdsm board, it might not reach a lotta peeps but

There are those out there who truly care and want nothing more than a shoulder, a friend .... You, George understand this and I .. well I just love and care about everyone I know. Some say it is silly I say compassion and friendship, help heal and help people move forward. The main word being help. Yes, I am a lil kinky but I do have a heart and I do love .... as so many others do ....



~~~~ stepping off soapbox, lol ~~~


<~~~ just for you my friend ~~~ better watch out. I might come back for seconds and thirds, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, lol ~~ hehehehe

here is better than gb, where such are scorned, ridiculed, scoffed at.....and yes I'm a hopeless romantic; like the fairy(duh).......

 

[george55]

petals so soft, pleading
but a kiss. closer
he leans in
listening as minxy
moans urge
him on.

first a finger, lips follow
scouting her sweet scent,
perfume. perfection
of rosebud, lips.
wet from his dew
drop kisses
cradled in
his palm now, as fingers
flick, rounding out
then in. trusting this path
pressure he applies. her moistness
seeps. a yearning calls out, deep
within, kiss me, taste
me




....

reversing fingers, searching
deep within
blunt the thumb
taping taping taping
using both to spread
petals forgotten,
deep within
ears scorched
the scream loud
unrelenting onward. pressing
deep within

 

[RhymeFairy]

here is better than gb, where such are scorned, ridiculed, scoffed at.....and yes I'm a hopeless romantic; like the fairy(duh).......

I am in complete agreement. I am a romantic. OK ..... I said it ( looking over shoulder for tha thunderbolt, lol ) The GB is what it is and honestly I have had no real throw downs with anyone. I go along my merry way and say what I want. Most just play along. Perhaps they're on ignore, who knows but I enjoy Lit and all that it is .... silly but true.

 

[RhymeFairy]

reversing fingers, searching
deep within
blunt the thumb
taping taping taping
using both to spread
petals forgotten,
deep within
ears scorched
the scream loud
unrelenting onward. pressing
deep within

preparing his way, to a slick
'n scalding
hot freedom. no one
watches, no one cares
this is
his prefect landing. sliding in
homeward
bound. his hilting sword
pierces tha homeland. heading
south, wayyyyy
down south
as groans of fulfillment
and screams for more
welcome him. no hesitation,
just a sleek
joyful yet jerky, jousting
of spirits
spire him on .....

 

[doveofserenity]

Welcome George and fairy to the BDSM side, gb is its own place; and to each their own over there.

But you both are always welcum over here.

Friends run true and close at hand, and nothing wrong in being a romantic ~shrugs off the thunderbolt~ just make sure to keep a cage handy for those moments when the heart cries in pain. And that pain ISN'T the type usually enjoyed.

 

[george55]

preparing his way, to a slick
'n scalding
hot freedom. no one
watches, no one cares
this is
his prefect landing. sliding in
homeward
bound. his hilting sword
pierces tha homeland. heading
south, wayyyyy
down south
as groans of fulfillment
and screams for more
welcome him. no hesitation,
just a sleek
joyful yet jerky, jousting
of spirits
spire him on .....

the cauldron overflows
no longer seeping but
like a shower
washing over
onward moving upward
the path preordained
older than word
the movement orchestrated




*smiling*


http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=833BM-4PaMw

 

[RhymeFairy]

Welcome George and fairy to the BDSM side, gb is its own place; and to each their own over there.

But you both are always welcum over here.

Friends run true and close at hand, and nothing wrong in being a romantic ~shrugs off the thunderbolt~ just make sure to keep a cage handy for those moments when the heart cries in pain. And that pain ISN'T the type usually enjoyed.

growlllllllllllllllll

liking tha moans, groans
and even a few sreams
from fulfillment. Come
enjoy that taking, show me
whatcha got, grrrrrr

:caning:

 

[doveofserenity]

~bows out after welcoming, as this one's heart is within said cage~

 

[RhymeFairy]

the cauldron overflows
no longer seeping but
like a shower
washing over
onward moving upward
the path preordained
older than word
the movement orchestrated




*smiling*


http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=833BM-4PaMw

ordained from high, enjoyed
by all. moans erupt
and screams partake. perchance
a deep dwelling lusty
growl when walls slide'n shake
and forsake a purple forsaken lust.

shaken and given a twisty turn.
his tongues twist. a cyclone
cone, mimics mayhem overtaken
when bodies mesh, clash
and bash, come

cum, as nature takes
and, commands.
bodies pretzel, rocking
chair style. a twisty burn, baking
inside, out .....




...........

 

[george55]

ordained from high, enjoyed
by all. moans erupt
and screams partake. perchance
a deep dwelling lusty
growl when walls slide'n shake
and forsake a purple forsaken lust.

shaken and given a twisty turn.
his tongues twist. a cyclone
cone, mimics mayhem overtaken
when bodies mesh, clash
and bash, come

cum, as nature takes
and, commands.
bodies pretzel, rocking
chair style. a twisty burn, baking
inside, out .....




...........

lying side
course taken
searching
sparkle
lips
lite touch
breathing
shy

 

[RhymeFairy]

Not Forgotten



kissing neck roughly
pressed door, indention's
pressed cock inviting.

undress, everything, she stated.
eyes glued, each petal dropped
coffee-table blindfold, wear it

she demanded. riding crop caresses,
tipped his erection, rough leather
ridges, patted his cockberries
as a weak knee-ed gasp, escaped
with the fast swat, to his tan
sensitive bum. her wet fingers, found,

their wayward way home. pressing,
singing, escaping inside.
one by one, as bites to his neck

found him nestled on bed. a forceful jerk
and his shaking knees were in the air.
heated flesh, singed his member. he knew
she was going to take him, hard.

nipple pinches, wringing as sweat erupted.
her scent, he tasted
upon the air. her lubed cock he felt,
between his thighs, as firm fingers rounded
his cherry hole. round,
slow, easy,
fast,
dipping,
round. a fast swat,

to pink ass and he jumped
to attention. sensations shooting
toes tingling, as his hard cock
was manipulated along with his sweet
lil ass.

play with my clit, my pet
she profused as her cock, smacked
his ass. aching now, he did as he was told,
and begged for more. yes my pet,

beg, she bespoke as her two fingers
foraged, frolicked, fermented deep.
gasping he started to flick
her sweet nub. wet from desire

he pressed on, begging.
another smack, his eager ass
screamed., with each spanking.

a nudge and his knees were pressed
as her hard cock approached
his dripping hole. excitement

mounting, he felt her enter
his wetness. knowing she applied
extra lube, he gasp
with her slick start. moaning

in pleasure, he continued plying
her clit with long even
strokes. gnashing his teeth
trying not to erupt, as each stroke
of her big cock
nestled deeper
deeper

slow,
then fast
begging now, he moaned
nipple clamps burning
ass swatting swears, she went on
fully taking, showing
her pet, how to sweat, it out. knowing

we was too far
gone, he screamed
as her shaft closed in on his tiny
hole. teasing, pleasing, deeper
she dived down, then in. pleasing him,
her with each thrust and

groan. her tasty juices flowed
as his member could not hold
his cream in no longer. erupting

they crashed, betwixt moans, groans
and screams. knowing this was a day
not to be forgotten ....


....



free write, needs an edit me thinks ~~~

 

[Homburg]

free write, needs an edit me thinks ~~~

Nice one, RF.

 

[RhymeFairy]

Nice one, RF.

Thank you Homburg ....

If you feel the need, write.



..

 

[BiBunny]

I'm not a poet, but what's in this one has been threatening to bubble over for awhile. I decided to sit down tonight and put it on paper. Please be gentle.



The Astronomy of Love
(The Earth to the Sun)

They say you came forth
from some sort of supernova explosion;
it would, of course, be just like you
to ride in on a blaze of glory,
you egotistical jackass.

And I--well, I was made from your leftovers,
all that dust and gas
and stuff that you didn’t need,
made for you because I was made from you.
Sort of.

And so, here I’ve remained,
for four and a half billion years,
waiting, circling,
craving,
and basking in you.

There is something here that draws me to you.
Well, gravity, obviously--
but it’s more than that.
Your magnetism transcends mere theoretical physics;
I couldn’t go even if I wanted to.

I suppose it begs all sorts of
pitiful, poetic metaphors.
Without you, I’m cold and dark and lifeless,
but as long as you‘re around,
I‘m quite the opposite.

It hardly seems fair, you know:
Someone as terrestrial and vital as I,
inextricably bound to an insufferable fireball
like you.
But I love every sun spot and solar flare on your heavenly body.

So here I am,
orbiting you in all your fiery grandeur,
worshipping at your Apollonian altar.
(I figured you’d like that allusion,
egomaniacal dork that you are.)

We’re captured in this epic dance, the two of us.
The whole galaxy is our ballroom.
You parade around the Orion Arm,
while I tag along like some pathetic lapdog,
tethered on my 93-million-mile leash.

So I wait, helplessly,
for your red giant phase,
where I’ll finally be close to you again.
Only 5 billion more years
before I’m consumed by the fires from whence I came.

 

[RhymeFairy]

I'm not a poet, but what's in this one has been threatening to bubble over for awhile. I decided to sit down tonight and put it on paper. Please be gentle.



The Astronomy of Love
(The Earth to the Sun)

They say you came forth
from some sort of supernova explosion;
it would, of course, be just like you
to ride in on a blaze of glory,
you egotistical jackass.

And I--well, I was made from your leftovers,
all that dust and gas
and stuff that you didn’t need,
made for you because I was made from you.
Sort of.

And so, here I’ve remained,
for four and a half billion years,
waiting, circling,
craving,
and basking in you.

There is something here that draws me to you.
Well, gravity, obviously--
but it’s more than that.
Your magnetism transcends mere theoretical physics;
I couldn’t go even if I wanted to.

I suppose it begs all sorts of
pitiful, poetic metaphors.
Without you, I’m cold and dark and lifeless,
but as long as you‘re around,
I‘m quite the opposite.

It hardly seems fair, you know:
Someone as terrestrial and vital as I,
inextricably bound to an insufferable fireball
like you.
But I love every sun spot and solar flare on your heavenly body.

So here I am,
orbiting you in all your fiery grandeur,
worshipping at your Apollonian altar.
(I figured you’d like that allusion,
egomaniacal dork that you are.)

We’re captured in this epic dance, the two of us.
The whole galaxy is our ballroom.
You parade around the Orion Arm,
while I tag along like some pathetic lapdog,
tethered on my 93-million-mile leash.

So I wait, helplessly,
for your red giant phase,
where I’ll finally be close to you again.
Only 5 billion more years
before I’m consumed by the fires from whence I came.

In my humble opinion, this is awesome. Yes, it needs a lil work but the sentiment and structure are top notch. Actually, I love it. Creative and sexy. Perhaps an edit, then submit, in my humble

opinion ...


Thank You for sharing,
now I have to go see if you have any other writes.

 

[BiBunny]

In my humble opinion, this is awesome. Yes, it needs a lil work but the sentiment and structure are top notch. Actually, I love it. Creative and sexy. Perhaps an edit, then submit, in my humble

opinion ...


Thank You for sharing,
now I have to go see if you have any other writes.

*Blush* Thank you. I will edit it later....I just sat down, and it all came out, so this was just the first version of it. But submitting it? Probably not. Glad you liked it, though.

 

[Homburg]

Thank you Homburg ....

If you feel the need, write.



..

I seem to express myself best either in conversational tone, or in performance. I'll leave everything but irreverent pseudo-beat poetry to the actual poets.

------------------------

BiBunny, that was awesome, hon. The tone was really brilliant. I could hear your voice (well, what I imagine as your voice) speaking that over music. I could easily see this going over beautifully as a Spoken Word piece.

 

[BiBunny]

BiBunny, that was awesome, hon. The tone was really brilliant. I could hear your voice (well, what I imagine as your voice) speaking that over music. I could easily see this going over beautifully as a Spoken Word piece.

Thank you. I don't consider myself much of a poet.