I am submissive by choice.
jeffrey conyers
jeffrey conyers
Nov 1, 2012

In your power.
My heart and love is yours.
I am submissive by choice.
And not by will.

Some men lives in this universe.
Under the impression they rule over women.
Even quick to pull out the scriptures.

Except I am submisive to you by choice.
And not by orders.

Some women operate on leadership.
Where they sit back and let the man rule?
Even if his decisions makes them seem foolish

I yield to you.
Out of love.
I surrender to you.
Out of love.

And only to you.
And no other one.
Be thankful you're the lucky one.

ju
ju
Nov 10, 2011

Fettered by syrupy curves
of well-handled prose. Exposed,
prone. Bound to bleed
maraschino in free-verse.

Your head tilts back
And your lips are parted
Watching careful composure crack
I've only just gotten started
My lips tease
My eyes dare you
"Pretty, pretty please?"
And I very well knew
I was pushing it
Forcing me to the ground
Make me sit
Submit with out a sound
I will do as you say
Understood?
Whimpering in pleasure barely kept at bay
I nod
Good
I take you in
And God
Tasting you is my sweetest sin
You tell me
That's my good girl
And I smile
That's what I've been wanting to hear
All night

chess mess
chess mess
Jun 17, 2013

a tidal wave from my heart to my cock
it's disgusting. I adore          you
arteries pumping harder than your hips
where you've touched leaves electric spiders; dancing.
"i want to fuck you so bad, right here on the ground"
pushed up against my car: i cant feel my teeth
grab my hair just fucking pull it
smile in the middle of a sloppy kiss; my face still stings
it's disgusting. I adore          you

Maria
Maria
Sep 10, 2013      Sep 11, 2013

To you
I'm captive
I will remain passive
For now

*Being a submissive slave
Tinker Bell

Being a submissive slave
doesn't mean respect
It just means
there ain't any option
The beauty of which lasts
only till a better option comes by

Suranne
Suranne
Aug 26

Yes Sir,
I kneel,
Of course Sir,
I crawl,

Into your path,
Between your thighs,

Bow,
Head down,
As you wish,

Yes Sir,
Eyes closed,
Lips pursed,

Ready to give you all you want.

#yes   #sir   #submissive   #manta  

My heels click
on the floor
Click click click  

I walk up to you
all tied up
and At my mercy

Naked
Helpless
All Mine

I grab you gently
caressing
stroking

"This is mine
all mine
not yours"

"This is mine to play with
mine to do with
what I please"

"And maybe...Just maybe
if you're good
I'll let you have some fun"

I kiss you lightly
on the lips
and walk away

Click
Click
Click

I may be 100% submissive in the lifestyle
BUt even I have my fantasies, I wouldnt mind
domming a male ;-)
singingghosts
singingghosts
Jun 22      Jun 22

A worn smile is a worn thorn and you are smiling, easily. I am hopeless. I have let you walk all over me worse than your boots could ever make me feel from under you.

I'm not ashamed of my submission.

It took me a long time to accept my mistakes and that this is what I deserve. I want to blame you. I want to hit you. I want to yell at you.

Our house caught fire and we are both victims.

There's levels and layers my toes never dug in while you clawed through looking for treasure.

Our house is on fire but you're already outside.
Our house caught fire, and we are both victims.

I want to fix things but I also like things better this way.

You are what I always wanted before you became the thing I desired.

PoppySilver
PoppySilver
Dec 10, 2013

He gently strokes my cheek
with an intent fingertip
all the way down and across
until He reaches my dry lips

On my knees
I await His command

Rise...
slowly take off your clothes
and sit on the table before me
spread your legs wide
I want to see your need

I position myself
on the table
open my legs
focus on His gaze
soft
powerful
wanting
Masterful

He moves forward
presses His hands on my thighs
to open me further
to see how I shimmer

Curves ache for His touch
with a ferocity that rushes
through each of my nipples
empowering my stomach to burn

Pause...
sharp inhalation

His fingers slide
into the glimmer
of us

Two inside
turning
molding
dancing
within
wet
warmth

The room grows smaller

Faster
His fingers thrust
inside me
feeling roughness
with the soft

I need..to..

Harder
vision blurred
breath escapes
does not return

A symphony crashes
in singing ears
pulse erratic
I want to release...
tears

I need..to..

Spaced out words
fail to leave my mouth
the symphony plays on

I am His
completely His

Only when I say this to Him
am I allowed to surrender
to the sweet crescendo
piercing my soul

As I shiver
quiver
legs still open
He leans back in the chair
smiles with affection
takes both fingers
raises them to His seeking lips
and savours our taste
the energy of both entwined
in honeysuckled embrace

I am His
completely His

I am a blissful glow
from the magic
only He knows
how to bestow


(c)2013 PoppySilver

 
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