Cafe Poetry

familiar leather
she loves the wrapping
buckling taut

memories merge with new desire
always a new twist

last time he raped her
right there at the door

tonight he seems patient
perhaps it will be drawn out
bringing her to the edge
backing her down
When “No” brings
her crashing down
calm breathing starts the game
played back and forth

till her need is painful
 
"Shut up, bitch"
no movement
only the sounds of sucking
gagging, choking
Harsh whispers
in the heated air
"Such a good slut"
"Take it all"

mouth stretched
open, gaping
hands
guiding, grabbing
thrusts over and over
until finally a gift
warm cum
bulging cheeks
and praise
 
Memories abound
soft skin, heated sighs
silence
soft hiss and swish
leather against
spread thighs
pain that doubles
into itself
causing panic that
recedes, leaves
a film of clear
fluid on the bed
 
Grasping the handle, my feelings ebb
To the tip, striking in my souls fury
Altered images clashing before my sight
Escaping all but the love, the pain, the submission

Tortured souls entwining to dance
Taking my power to cleanse you free
The iron burns red hot with want
Slow cooling tears show me your need

To lash the eyes in front of me
Ancient walls crumble into my sea
Stormy winds whisper softly to fall
Into my drowning pool of need

Scorching the flesh, I am your sun
Bleeding you to wanton abandon
You spiraling down, myself thrashing up
Not wanting to stop, what has begun

Never ending this control of power
Sending your spirit to dance
Satisfied if only for a moment
Freedom comes to you at last

For them
Scarlett:heart:
 
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Kajira Callista said:
:kiss: That was beautiful Miss Scarlett

Hello brat boy ;)

Thank you very much, wasn't to sure if I should post it, but here I know it would be understood.
S:kiss:
 
The Mourning

I see you
rolling out of bed
your hair disheveled
that hair once soft against my breast
I see your
muscles tighten and relax
as you walk across the room
those muscles that held me down
I hear
the water running
as you prepare for your day
I lean in the doorway
watching you lather your face
the face that I touched
I watch
the water
run off your chest and arms
as you shower
I heard your heart beating in that chest
as you held me tight in your arms
I feel
you walk by me
your body moist
and the cool air behind you
I reach out
to touch you
and breath deep
your scent
but you don't see me
you don't feel my touch
you're in my mind
I'm not in yours
 
Tight tighter, Queen Ant needs
to be laced in, heed me now
and get close round
wrap me in wrapping
feminize the feminine
lace on lace
stay on stay
tightening encased
cocoon me in.

"Every time
you wind a thing in binding
the more you wind
the more you strengthen"

I learned that in school
and forgot all the rest
tighter now. Lift the breast
lace the boot
fit the glove
every curve
best under pressure
ready to burst.
 
Netzach said:
Tight tighter, Queen Ant needs
to be laced in, heed me now
and get close round
wrap me in wrapping
feminize the feminine
lace on lace
stay on stay
tightening encased
cocoon me in.

"Every time
you wind a thing in binding
the more you wind
the more you strengthen"

I learned that in school
and forgot all the rest
tighter now. Lift the breast
lace the boot
fit the glove
every curve
best under pressure
ready to burst.


Wonderful Netzach I really enjoyed that....Thanks
S
 
you are above all else, mine
a trio of moist nirvana
maiden holes for my cock
receptacles for my swimming pleasure
birdsong of your orgasms
now sing for me only

I wallow in full breasts
creamy soft and round
with cherry hard tips
designed for suckle
hot wired to buzzing clit

your petaled pussy
sucks the soul from my cock
opaquing even the eavesdropping sunlight
slipping in between the blinds

gentleness fades into primal rape
thrilling the wet slick channel
taking you away to a place
not all know exists

in your Master’s arms
quintessential bliss
 
Newbie sub

Trembling desire
a forced knock on heavy door
submissively brave
 
all fear dissipated
as my cock slid into the swampy heat
of your hungry mouth
you breathed the man scent
felt saliva pour
triggering a Pavlovian response thereafter
your mind tunneled
my cock the only focus
all else faded into oblivion
the swelling and moans
the metered pumping of cum
splash after splash until sucked dry

the fake fur covered eyes
each restraint mated with the rope
tied to the four posts
spreading you helplessly
pussy so wet is glistens
like pick ice in the candlelight
your mind raced ahead
scenarios flashed like near death
longstanding fantasies about to come real
hips rise in a jerk as my finger gently
tested your wetness from cunt to clit
my voice a deep whisper
"Relax, my pet, we have all night."
 
Connecting the dots of pleasure points
feeding off her reaction
savoring each utterance

each moan magnified
hypnotized by involuntary hips
sex circling with parted lips

withering will
to keep the silence
close to sobbing begging

release, sweet relief
so close, so near
if only He'd give a sign
 
My uniqueness eats outward from my soul
Different... different in so many ways
What a wonder I have become
for you.

For you I have courted the razor
Bared my flesh to the bones of my soul
as naked as a newborn
to your touch.

For you, I begged the bite of bright steel
knife-like needles fucked my flesh,
enslaving me to healing wounds,
indoctrinated into that secret society,
and embellished with precious metal-
precious stone.
 
Shuddersome sound- Sizzle - Pop
A scream that makes no sound...
Just the hiss-
The open mouth-
No taste of blood,
only ashes.

Smoke and blood and tears congeal
and I'm not certain how I feel
and is the pain the thing that's real,
or the silence?

Flesh like silk, eyes wide as wounds,
they watch greasy red stains spreading
grizzly truth of death- not death
upon the floor and bedding

girls half his age, then wedding
them like butterflies to the pin.
The twitch, the cry, the soiling
embarassement,upon her knees, recoiling.

And do I wake from fevered dreams
to find I'm stitched right in my seams,
or is the waking just a tease
of madness?
 
One more... but extra-relevant.

It's not the pain, I told him.
No- I hate the pain.
The fire in my skin that
always seems like more
than I can take, and is
always just a little less
than too much.

Needle, knife-edge,
licking flames of
crop and cane
and cat.
It's not the pain.
No.
Not the shame
upon my knees
not the words
that put me there,
Not the bite,
the claw,
the wheel,
the arcs of purple
lightening tracing
whelts and stripes
of yesterday,
the clutching straps,
leather, rubber,
chain and steel-
It's not the pain-
It's how it makes me feel.
I told him-

the look in your eyes,
that fills my soul like
nothing else... to know
that you care so very much
exactly what I'm
feeling.
 
I miss you

Your heartbeat beneath my ear
your skin beneath my palms
your warmth, your fire, your need
I miss you, all of you, all the time

Your voice, low enough to cause chills
your eyes, deep enough to drown in
your body, clasped close, burning
I miss you, all of you, all the time

I see myself in you
and become real
I feel myself with you
changing to be
whatever you need
I know that it's over
I chose it
it's done
Nevertheless
I miss you, all of you, all the time

(Sorry, I feel...loose...and this helped to focus...forgive?)
 
Re: I miss you

Luna_Wolf72 said:
Your heartbeat beneath my ear
your skin beneath my palms
your warmth, your fire, your need
I miss you, all of you, all the time

Your voice, low enough to cause chills
your eyes, deep enough to drown in
your body, clasped close, burning
I miss you, all of you, all the time

I see myself in you
and become real
I feel myself with you
changing to be
whatever you need
I know that it's over
I chose it
it's done
Nevertheless
I miss you, all of you, all the time

(Sorry, I feel...loose...and this helped to focus...forgive?)

Nothing to forgive....that was wonderful Luna.
S
 
and now for a playgrounder's verse...

Once I was a Sir's possession
Maybe even His obsession
Those days have come to an end
No longer does He name me friend
His desire has turned to cold disdain
which causes me much internal pain
Picking up life and beginning anew
Tis the only thing I know how to do
Searching for the one who has what it takes
sifting thru all of the wanna be fakes
He stands alone and waiting for me
This Sir who wishes to set my sub side free
Yes He waits patient as he can
wanting to spank my ass with His hand
The time will arrive when we can meet
His loving shall be ever so sweet
As He brings me down to my knees
Commanding me his pleasure to please
As I kneel before Him collared and bound
So happy to be by Him finally found
His desires are what I strive to sate
This Sir who has been given me by fate
No 24/7 relationship do we share
The distance on both of us continually wears
We speak of things we shall enjoy together
when He has me bound with soft strips of leather
I long to be where He rests His head
Neatly tied spread eagle to His big bed!

~kym~ with longing desire.........:heart:
 
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