- Erotic Poetry
- Masters whore
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I lay there for him
On my back on the bed
His eyes roam my body
From my toes to my head
My nipples get hard
From the look in his eyes
His evil smile on his face
And in his hands are my ties
He walks towards me, confidence in his walk
“hands above your head slave”
I get wet when he talks
I obey him, he smiles, I love the appreciation he gave
With my hands bound tight to the head of the bed
“you’re a good little slave, im glad I have you” he said
“thank you my master” I purred in reply
My wet pussy aching and my head in the sky
His hand stroked my face, slowly and soft
“you are mine to have and keep” he scoffed
His hands moved down to my ample chest
My masters touch is always the best
He pinched hard on my nipples it made me flinch
His face came to mine and stopped but an inch
My wet soft lips begging his kiss
“no my slave you shall wait” pulling away sending me into frustration bliss
He found my pussy with his big strong hand
“open your legs wider slave” was his only demand
I did has he asked I was begging for more
I really do love being my masters whore
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 12 years agoFirst of all, great! Second of none, I notice a recurrent theme in these poems, that cats are more often than not found in a state of wetness. This must be most distressing for our feline friends, particularly as they are often discovered 'neath the petticoats of ladies of ill repute. But why must they be wet? Chained up, purrhaps, but wet I ask? It is miaowtifying, cat-astrophic, and simply uncalled for. I have big tits (being a cat I love chasing the blue titties around our garden) - call me on 0800 00 1066.
Thirdly, we must discuss literary merit. I FINK YOU'RE POIM IS LIKE WELL FIT AND WANT TO PHUCK IT.
Fourthly, great!
Love,
Richard Littlejohn, Daily Mail Newspaper, UK.
P.S. I would very much appreciate photographic evidence that you are human, not a giant insect. This will help with my investigation.
