Undress before me,
Soft, tender, sensuous skin,
Slowing revealing your hidden beauty,
Perfect in every way,
Long flowing hair, sways gently in candle light,
Your shoulders modest and perfectly rounded,
Teasing off you dress, flowing down your arms,
A girl-god bequeathed resplendent bosom,
The white sensuality of you omphalus,
Musculus obliquus externus abdominis, flawless,
Hips, smooth protuberant to paragon,
Thighs firm, warm in hidden silent intensity,
Calves modelled from the purest argil,
In the end it has come to this,
In your near naked splendour, revealing your honour,
Pure and vestal modesty envelopes,
I need this Organic structure to worship,
Tho' I am not narcissistic,
Only being intimate with you, by enthralling you
Words © Jason G Walker
Haunted time, haunted place
Feeling the cold, beckoning me,
Testing you mind, tempting your aura,
Salvation a lost cause?
Then you see me, drifting between,
You can never focus, never trust, never dream
Hope is forsaken in these dreams
You are lost! I merely pass through,
Crossing your astral plain, travelling to a lost cause
Hearing your pain, and yet you see me
You’re seeking me, drawing me into your nightmare
Making me apart of your sins,
This had never had anything to do with me
Yet for a reason I do not yet understand
I am drawn into your dreams.
Welcome child in to my domain
Make you self uncomfortable
But please do look around
The instruments are for your displeasure
To the right are you choices of outfits,
I assure you all highly uncomfortable
Is this your first time here
Not to worry, I’ll be easy on you this time.
We don’t want to scare you to much at the start
Don’t worry all these toys and tools are tried
And very tested
Ah the leather and lace outfit
Extenuates your breast and pussy
The deep purple, will match you redness at the end
My submissives will, gag and bind you
Don’t worry there is no chance of escape
Clamp and lock her to the table
Bring out the clamps, ah the tears start
Attach them crank the up to 2, my dear they only go to 10
Look at those tears, and the pussy juice flowing already
Horse whip, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack
The sound of stifled pain, makes me hard.
Tighten the nipple clamps, give me the hot wax.
Listen to the struggle the pain, the hatred in her eyes, the tears
Yet her pussy flows still
My submissives take a birch each 10 strokes per buttock
Ah the blood flows, I hunger for more
Listen to the screams, clamps to four, fetch the dildos and plugs
I lied when I said I would be easy on you,
You cry so hard the tears so delicate fall from your face
I could stop now, but I know you don’t want me to.
My slaves take her, eat her push, molest her, fuck her fist her.
Prepare her for the monster cocks and plugs, stretch her WIDE
The please and the pain, taken you to new levels
You will never be the same. Clamps to five
You have gone beyond the pain thresehold now
All you fell is pleasure. Spread her legs I want to fuck her now.
I won’t cum, not yet, you pussy smells so sweet
I now you have never been fisted, but now let me introduce you
This is Kong, 16 inches thick; this is Kong plug 14 inch at the widest
These are going in you, shock, fear strike you, good, clamps to 5
Slide those monster in her, SLOWLY lets not rip her.
Take the gag of her I want to hear her scream………………………
The pleasures the Kong’s are buried in you, cum my child feel the ecstasy
The absolute pleasure, the unholy ness of it, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
The final climax, multiple climax. You are truly spent.
My slaves unplug her from the table. Let her catch her breath
Did you enjoy that the child, yes I know you did
You did well for a first timer; I know you will be back
There are many other toys for you to try; you have earned your first mark
When you get the top, you become a submissive.
Let the girls take you through to the parlour, they will but you back together
What? no I can’t go with you, I know you want me more
They all do male and female, We must keep this professional,
I can’t break the master V slave principle, I’ll see you again
What do I do when I am finished, I have a little angle
Who take me to the clouds above, now go rest, I have work to do!
Welcome child in to my domain
Make you self uncomfortable
But please do look around
The instruments are for your displeasure
Whispers on the wind,
Tales of danger,
Skies fall into darkness,
I feel intolerable lonely,
Now, winds desert me,
While they blew, I felt there was hope
In stagnated silence I stand,
Skies black as coal,
Thunder roars overhead,
Lighting flicks her tongue looking for me,
I cry to the celestial sphere,
I failed in my servitude I roar,
Useless, unheard, un-caring, unwanted,
Like whispers to the thunder,
I posses nether the strength nor will to carry on
Lighting strikes, the serpents tongue,
Probing for her prey,
Standing, still as a mighty obelisk,
I search deep into the void,
Answers without their questions,
Questions to which I cannot answer,
The serpents tongue of lightning draws near,
Sands of time are lite,
Hearken unto me, answers outweigh questions,
The serpent finds her pray, once then twice,
Lighting strikes twice, as obelisk undamaged,
Sands of time are stopped, winds return,
Rolling thunder onwards, serpent denied her feast for now,
As for those answers, I search now for the questions.
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