2 DOMINANTS 1 WILL HAVE TO SUBMIT

 

I’m on my way home
So what does that mean
Are you serious I’m on my way home
Yeah what does that mean
You agreed to be my sub
That’s what I agreed to in the club
I thought I was supposed to Dom you tonight
Let’s not turn this into a fight

Now listen don’t be a brat
Me be a brat
You agree to be my sub At the very least a switch
Alright, alright let’s get on with this

Take all your clothes off
Go in the middle of the bed
Put the blindfolds on
Hands behind your head

]Oh wait a minute this sounds like my execution
Are you trying to kill me tonight

The more you’re being combative
That may be your plight

I’ll get on the bed
Hands behind my back

I’ll kneel for you
There’s something this scene lacks

It lacks you with no clothes on
There’s something I must wear
Can we just get this on dawn
Well did you get it dear

At the side of the bed
There is a box
It was supposed to be a surprise but instead
You’re making me cross

In five more minutes
You will hear my car turn in the driveway
In five more minutes
You better present yourself the way I say
No more debates
No more words
You sealed your fate
You understood

Yes
Yes what?
Yes…. Master

Sign the paper (Erotic Poem)

 

I am the master of your demise
Look into my light brown eyes
As I turned to walk away
It is up to you if you want to stay

I wonder what you would do?
Once you walk through
This door has bolts
I’m planning to get wicked results

Was that a shudder, that I had seen?
Are you excited for this dream?
Come and take off all that
Set your body on my lap

Do you expect a kiss I wonder
that is not what you will get
I want what’s under

So my hands will roam and play you see
Don’t grab my wrist you came willingly
Spread a little wider let me in
is that a little tremble I see on your chin

So warm so wet so you
So tight so right as I push through

I feel your body start to shake
Are you close baby, is this too much to take
Or should I take a little bite
On that tempting nipple of yours tonight

Say yes or no it doesn’t matter you’re running out of time
I’m gonna take it anyway you’re a feast and I will dine
Should I put three in I only have two
was that a nod or ohh it went through

Your eyes are fluttering
Your mouths jar
My best guess is
You’re not that far

Is that a squeeze that I feel
I pull out and you let out a squeal

Now put your cloths on and out you go
You never signed the papers and this is as far as I’ll go
Ohh you’re ready to sign is the papers you were told
I have another client, remember I’m the one in control.
Now go.

Liquid Words (Poem)

Can you taste a word?

Is it sweet?

Like a ripe mango falling from a tree?

Does it fill the recesses of your mouth?

Leaving you with sensory memory.

Is it tangy?

Tickling and prickling down your throat,

Leaving a trail behind.

Is it Salty?

Making you crave,

the liquid of life.

In the driest of deserts.

Is it spicy?

Taking you on an exploration,

Of places, people, and things you can only dream of.

For me it is hot.

Scotching and blazing trails.

Leading and guiding me to places,

of unexplored tales.

Tempting and teasing traces,

Of unexpected wails.

Being caressed and coaxed

To an unhinged, uninhibited, wonton demise.

I taste every word.

From the tip,

Gliding across the center

And swelling at the root.

Can you taste your words?

(Hello all of you. I just want to make an announcement. I will be publishing a book of poems called Liquid Word later this month. It will have never before seen poems that are adult in nature. It will have the same cover that you see above. I would love for your support. Until then. Fia xoxo

 

Famish (Rated ?)

Welcome to my restaurant. Please feel free to enjoy this delicious food. I am at your service. Let me tell you the chef’s special.

Beginning of the meal

Appetizer.

Deviled eggs.

The texture is firm and smooth.

Next

Pallet cleanser

White wine. It’s dry yet satisfying.

First course

It has to be moist and flavorful.

It should awaken every atom of your being.

Criadillas

Once on your tongue we cannot stop the moan that will escape your lips.

Main Course

Caldo de Cardan

Served in a warm soup. Swallowed whole or taken bit by bit.

By the look of your mouth, you’ll be able to take it deep and swallow.

Desert

Well, let’s just say I am here to serve. Do you have a sweet tooth?

( Criadillas is stuffed testicles and Caldo de Cardan is Bolivian Bull Penis. Interesting meal wouldn’t you agree? Fia xoxo)

A kiss from an Innocent

I don’t know.

What don’t you know?

I want to tell you.

Then tell me.

No, I guess it’s not right.

Then show.

Really?

Yes.

Is it so simple?

Nothing is simple.

But you said—

I gave you an opening.

You gave me-

An opening.

Close your eyes.

No.

I can’t if you watch.

Then you shouldn’t.

I want too.

Do it, don’t think, go by instinct. I will not run.

Blood rushing through restricted veins

Moving into touch, to taste.

The barest of pressure.

Entrance granted.

Sweet and decadent.

You stopped.

Will you allow me to go further?

Didn’t you want to go deeper?

Yes.

I’ll open for you once more. Take what I give you freely.

Really?

Yes, Really?

Voyeur (Poem) Rated R

Do you feel my eyes on you?

Your every movement is cataloged in my mind.

I know you do.

By the way, you look over your shoulder in a crowded room.

The way when you lift your cup to drink and let it sit on your lips as if you know that is where I want to be.

Your casual sitting position is disrupted by a hardness that should not be.

You feel me, don’t you?

You unbutton a single button to not feel restricted.

Your breath in deep filling a space

Just wait.

Let them leave.

Once the lock has clicked

It is time.

Let me fully see.

No one will know that I see everything.

Every little nuance

The essence of you.

You stifle a moan as you handle what has taken control.

Firmly held, not too tight

rhythmic movements

Eyes watch the clock on the wall.

They will soon return.

Let me see you be free.

Tick

Faster

Tick

Faster

Tick

Spectacularly unhedged

(Who said working a 9-5 doesn’t have its perks? Fia)

 

 

Desert (Poem)

If I could paint upon your skin

I would paint you with whipped cream.

Sweet sugary delight

Contrasted with natural salt

If I could add to the texture I love

It would be drizzled with chocolate.

Dark and decadent

Whispering carnal secrets

If I can top it all

With a strawberry

Or fruit

The essence

Bursting down my throat

Would be my undoing.

Stetson Hat

 

I had one drink.

Maybe it was four.

You pulled up a chair.

I heard it scrape against the floor.

I didn’t want to look.

But who was I to withstand?

The scent of masculine cologne.

The strength in those hands.

I finally looked.

But I could not see.

The eyes I knew.

That was undressing me.

“Good evening,” he said.

With timber so deep.

I shamelessly squirmed.

On this hard bar seat.

“Hi” I said.

Oh, did that come from me?

Not tonight girl.

You had a drink.

Okay you had three.

“I like the hat.”

It’s sleek and dark.

He chuckled at that.

It hit the mark.

“Can I get you some water?”

Who is this man?

He could have taken advantage.

I can’t even stand.

“This could be your night.

I had a few you see.”

He shook his head no

Who could this be?

“Oh, it will be my night.

With you, but not like this.

I want you to remember me.

And not some Hangover kiss.”

I took that water.

In one large swallow.

In greed

“Take a couple more.

I’ll give you what you need.”

He kept his word that night.

I never saw him again.

The moon was so bright.

There was more to this man.

He left me one thing.

Why I do not know.

That damn Stetson hat.

It makes me glow.

Beast in the Red Dress pt 7(Rated R) Nipple

This is intended for mature audiences. This is the beginning of some intense sexual scenes. If you do not like this, please move on. If you do I hope you like it.

Angel

The night went by with me working out in my room. These two were driving me crazy. I think this is my punishment for killing all those people.

Why get me in a house with two men that are as hot as hell and I am designated seventeen years old? After the workout out I took a cold shower and went to bed planning on what I needed to do tomorrow.

I woke up before the sun rose and meditated. The focus is to get Lennette by herself. I will have to shake Jen and antagonize Joshua. I had a full day to prepare for.

I went downstairs wearing light blue skin-tight jeans. A body suit in white that did not plunge down too far in the front but was stretchy enough to do what I needed it to do. I paired my jeans with a jean jacket. As for my feet, I wore white flats that matched my top and a tiny handpurse.

As for my face, I lined my eyes with a soft coal liner that made them pop. For my lips, I put on a sheer lip gloss that had a little plumping factor in it. Once clothes and face were done. I through my unruly curls up in a top ponytail and let a few fall. Giving that teen innocent look.

Marcus was at the table reading the paper and Tyler was coming in from the side. I went to get some orange juice when I felt the little hairs lift on my neck.

I turned and both of them were looking at me.

“What?”

Marcus did not answer but the way he was staring gave me the idea he was trying to gather his thoughts.

“You look nice,” Tyler said.

I lifted the glass and said, “ Thanks.”

“What is that scent?” Marcus asked, finally saying something.

“Opium by Rhianna. You like it?”

“It’s nice.”

I had enough of this weirdness.

“I have a favor to ask and I figure since we are a team I should be able to.”

“Yeah, what’s up?” Tyler said going to the frig to get something to drink.

“Tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday and I want to go to town to buy myself a gift.”

They looked at each other puzzled.

“You want to buy yourself a gift?” Marcus asked trying to figure out my angle.

“Yes. No hidden agenda. Just a gift.”

“Yeah, I’ll take you. Is one alright? I have to do something.”

“One sounds good.”

I turned around and decided that tomorrow was the day I would act completely lecherous. That gave me a smile because I felt they should feel as sexually frustrated as I was.

The Ward House

I was greeted by Jen at the door. She looked cute with her casual short skirt and top. She had her hair down too. I looked better that way.

“Hi, Angel. Come inside Len and Joshua are in the back by the pool.”

“Pool? I did not think we were doing that?”

“No, they just like being out there.” She explained.

We went out and Lennette had her eyes closed getting sun and Joshua just stared at me.  He looked at my outfit and then turned as if I did not catch the tell he liked what he saw.

“Hey, Angel’s here can I walk her around?”

“Not yet she just got here Jen. Let her sit for a minute.” Lynnette said with her eyes still closed.

I sat there looking at the pool and the landscape. Very elegant and expensive.

Lennette finally turned and opened her eyes.

She blinked a couple of times before speaking.

“You look nice.”

“Thanks,”  I said and took off the jacket. My back was bare and Lennette’s eyes would not look away.

I leaned back on the lounge chair I was sitting on knowing that the imprint of my nipple ring would show.

Lennette’s eyes widened then she schooled her face.

“You’re a fast runner. Why are you here? You should be preparing for the Olympics or something?” Jen asked not realizing that she hurt her cousin’s feelings.

“I just like to run. No aspiration for the Olympics.”

“Len’s wants to.”

“I can see that,” I said giving the compliment to boost her ego

We sat there for a while talking about the school and classes when I decided this was the moment to start.

“Hey Jen where is the bathroom?”

“Oh let me take you.”

“Jen, sit. I will take her to my room to the bathroom. It’s fine.” Lennette said in a bored tone.

I followed her inside keeping track of where I was going. We passed by a library and it looked like there was a small desk inside.

“Here’s my room.” She opened the door and it looked like a rich girls room. Everything is modern and expensive. The bathroom was off to the side. I went inside and closed the door enough that it did not lock.

It took only three minutes before she decided to come into the bathroom. She closed it until it locked.

“ I looked at her from the mirror. She had this look of uncertainty.”

“What is it that you want? “ I said sternly snapping her attention to me.

“Say it.”

“I-I want to-“

I turned and looked at her and she lowered her eyes.

“Have you been with a girl before?”

She looked around nervously.

“This will not work if you do not tell me.”

“No.” She whispered.

“But you want me?”

She gave a slight nod.
“Have you  been with a guy?”

“Yes.” She said more confidently.

“Did you not like it?”

“I did but I just-“

“You are curious andyou thought we could explore this together?”

She nodded. Funny how the up-front girl is so timid right now.

“I have been with a girl and I have to tell you I am dominant. I am very dominant.”

She liked her lips as if she was thirsty.

“Since you answered my question, I will give you a gift.”

She looked up at me with a question.

“Come to me.” She hesitated but came and stopped in front of me.

I pulled my cleavage open revealing my nipple with the bar in it. She was riveted bu the sight.

“Kiss it.”

She looked at me.

“Do it or this is over before we begin.”

She leaned over and kissed my nipple.

“Lick it then suck it.”

She looked up as she did as she was told and she moaned a little.

“Enough.” I pulled my tit out of her mouth and covered up.

“Did you like how I tasted?”

“You tasted like sweet cream.”

“Did you like it?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want this to go further? Once this begins I will not stop. Think before answering.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl. Tonight at 10 I will call you. Do not touch yourself until I say so.”

Her eyes were dilated and I knew she was wet.

“Yes?” I asked.

“Yes.” She whispered.

I walked past her and left the bathroom and then her room to be greeted by a hand around my neck and Joshua’s face inches from mine.

“Don’t hurt my sister.” He leaned in and kissed me so hard he bit my lip and it bled.

He moved away and went back outside.

Yup, these two are out of control. I licked my lip not wanting blood on my shirt.

“Hey, are you all right? Are you ready to eat? I can give you the tour after.” Jen said so excitedly that I felt sorry for her to be with family.

I said yes and went to get a cold drink, so my lip did not swell.

Home

The car ride was silent and tense. Tyler kept staring at my lip and did not ask what happened.

Once home Marcus blocked my route to my room.

What happened to your mouth?”

Tyler was behind me waiting for the answer.

“It was an aggressive kiss. It was fine.”

They both did not believe me but that was what it was.

“By the girl?”

I looked over my shoulder and Tyler was ready to fight.

“No. But I am fine. I have intel. Let me get comfortable and we will talk. Relax, I know what I am doing.”

I pushed past them and went to my room. They are getting attached, is that good?