BDSM Haiku

[Wintermute01]

Gold evening rays,
Cast amber hues on all things
Including the wine.

 

[Collar_N_Cuffs]

The rich sunset rays
Add depth but don't add flavor.
Still, it tastes better?

 

[Collar_N_Cuffs]

Your hand opens me
wider than my legs can spread.
How do you do that?

 

[troubledone]

Limits to which
legs and jaws stretch
decided mentally

 

[monak4u]

Legs stretched, pussy exposed,
waiting for your thick, swollen shaft,
enter me!

 

[troubledone]

Throbbing thickness

Swollen cum filled balls

slapping butt

 

[monak4u]

Spanked behind
Quivers as you spank me,
Watching your cock swell.

 

[troubledone]

Welts
Goosebumps
Shudders

 

[monak4u]

Welts across my behind,
My ass dancing to and fro,
Waiting for you.

 

[troubledone]

Grunt
Thrusts
moan

 

[Collar_N_Cuffs]

A single sweat bead
trickles down between my breasts.
Or maybe a tear...

 

[monak4u]

I can feel your thrusts
deep in my dripping cunt
spreading me wide.

 

[Wintermute01]

Liquid beads trail down
The curve of her spine, tracing
The path of his gaze.

 

[Ndeed]

Owner's Manual:
Get your hands on this mind and
the body follows....

 

[Wintermute01]

Owner's Manual:
Get your hands on this mind and
the body follows....

Welcome Ndeed

The path drawn in thoughts
Is more rich and enticing
Than that cast from ink.

 

[Curious_in_Cali]

There is a unique
tinkle to the key that can
unlock our home door.

 

[Wintermute01]

There is a unique
tinkle to the key that can
unlock our home door.

As Proust pointed out
Sounds can evoke memories
Which stir emotions.

 

[Ndeed]

Welcome Ndeed

The path drawn in thoughts
Is more rich and enticing
Than that cast from ink.

Thank you, Wintermute

Limits spelled out;
decadent details are His
imagination.

My breath catches at
His look, I bite my lip then
Burning. Wetness. Damn!

 

[pensivepoet]

Nothing but her breath
Do i hear, do i feel
Until her lash speaks

 

[Curious_in_Cali]

As Proust pointed out
Sounds can evoke memories
Which stir emotions.

Oh the musical
scores that can be made using
just the right spooning.

 

[Collar_N_Cuffs]

Liquid beads trail down
The curve of her spine, tracing
The path of his gaze.

To feel the mute gaze
of your master upon you
feels so delicious.

It strengthens the bond
between master and servant
like little else can.

 

[Wintermute01]

Thank you, Wintermute

Limits spelled out;
decadent details are His
imagination.

My breath catches at
His look, I bite my lip then
Burning. Wetness. Damn!

It is surprising
How one's breath may become trapped
By another's gaze.

 

[Wintermute01]

Oh the musical
scores that can be made using
just the right spooning.

In search of lost time,
Is perhaps the métier
Of poor musicians.

 

[Wintermute01]

To feel the mute gaze
of your master upon you
feels so delicious.

It strengthens the bond
between master and servant
like little else can.

Shared, silent moments,
When only eyes move, can forge
Bonds of clearest steel.

 

[Ndeed]

It is surprising
How one's breath may become trapped
By another's gaze.

Shot like an arrow,
His gazed desire pinning
my heart to my cunt