#sub
Goo goo gaga, a happy little sound,
She makes as her daddy lifts her tiny feet.
Gently, soft,
and warmly all around,
He takes a breath, smelling something sweet.
The sweet smells his baby girl makes,
Holding her close with a binky and bear.
Beneath her ruffled little princess clothes,
A loud rustle and a change are there.
As her daddy tends to make his little baby cozy,
Safe and small,
on him she can depend.
He lays her down flat to see her bright eyes,
As a rustle here and there starts to blend.
He takes off her wrapping to see the little surprise,
The sweet little gift that she made for daddy.
As he freshens her up, a clean layer he provides,
Wrapped back in her ruffles so gladly.
Wrapped back like a prize,
With a snap and a swish.
6h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 12:21 PM UTC
Angel of hatred and toxicity
Irrelevant psychology
I wish I was pretty
I wish I wasn't lonely
Decorated bra straps
Flowers and deer tracks
Knives and sharpened screwdrivers
Tattoos are the only things that are permanent
Living on the world instead of in it
Kiss the scars on my wrists
Kiss the freckles on my skin
Be obsessed with me
Let me fall in love with you
Far too quickly
Let me be perverted
Only for you
Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 10:58 PM UTC
the sun and moon
yearned for one another
but time kept them apart.
tracing the horizon
an endless dance
they wait for an eclipse;
proof, that even against all odds
the most improbable love
can always find a way.
Apr 9, 2024
Apr 9, 2024 at 2:25 AM UTC
It’s not that I want to hurt you
I just take my pleasure from the pain you feel
You’ll enjoy it too if you allow yourself
Stinging hot throbbing flesh feels so soft
Satisfy me with your agony
Crave my torture until you can no longer be in control
Be my willing victim
Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 4:47 PM UTC
I'm yours right
Morning ,noon and night
At
Your beck and call
Owned by you
Under your control
Right here waiting for your command
I'm your
Kitten patiently waiting
In your warm grasp
Till your voice your command
Then I will obay
Even if I don't want to
Now I'm waiting for those words
That I must obay
Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 10:37 AM UTC
Drug Sub War
The drug sub became the new menace
Replacing the Toyota engined powerboats
And outdated drug running planes that got splashed
Sleek, able to travel underwater
More than the semi-submersible craft
Using a snorkel like **** U-Boats did
A group of foreign designers made them
Contracted by the drug cartels
To make an almost undetectable vehicle
Costing millions fitted with both low and high tech gear
Like GPS, night and day camera periscope and more
Able to dive at will hundreds of feet below
Remaining silent under battery power
But they didn't realize how persistent the US Navy was
Who specialized in hunting subs and now had a new opponent
Not Red China or Neo Soviet enemy subs hunting American carriers
It was Narco Subs from Central and South America
Each one carrying between one and eight tons of drugs
Pure Class A narcotics to **** North American youth
The US Navy used P-3 Orions, P-8 Poseidens and anti-sub choppers
To find the stealthy subs and take the appropriate measures
Calling destroyers and frigates who chased the subs down
Forcing them to surface with small depth charges
When drug sub crews fought back with machine guns
The navy sank them with all available weapons
For this war war, a war of innocent versus guilty
On the ocean no law court was needed...
Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 6:39 AM UTC
Bring me to the edge.
Allow me to drown myself
In those enticing blue eyes.
Wreak havoc on my body and mind
With those sweet kisses and nibbles.
Trace paths on my skin, sizzling roads
Lit by the delicateness of your tongue.
Awaken long forgotten desires
And claim this body and mind as yours.
Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 12:54 PM UTC
Quietly justifying
The existence of the other
The lines of his jaw
The turn of her hair
But not in hand
For its beneath the surface
Of the conscious mind
That the search began
And there it will end
There it will end
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 2:50 PM UTC
The vibrance of your seductive stare taunts me to invite your touch.
Your eyes turn from a hazel gaze to the fire depths of an emerald green
I can feel your soft caress as your hand slides down my body
My insides bursting with desire as you press your lips to mine
Tasting your breath with my wet tongue feeling your depths become hard
Teasing me could be dangerous as I whisper in his ear
His hands slide over the peaks of my mounds infliction of pain of wanting more of him
Take me you fool if it's submission you desire it's granted
Do as you please ,my body craving his feel
His touch fell beneath my waste as I felt the throbbing of my *** about to explode.
As his prince entered my castle thrusting and throbbing until the vanes in his body surfaced I felt his sweet release
Our bodies fit like a glove as we lay between the silky sheets
My love there's nothing that can compare to the beauty of the fireworks we ignite with every passionate stare.
© kimmied 1105
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 2:47 AM UTC
just moments ago, i went online and tapped Google
if some miraculous spell
could be drawn out of thin air
cause (this house husband
feels a bit embarrassed to divulge),
but at present,
the will to live aye cannot bear
cuz after an ample lather of soap and shampoo,
ah pronounced heady effect became immediately clear
where times gone by
(even as late as early January
tooth how sand and eighteen),
the strands clumped, glommed, and matted together
as sieve ma noggin got sat upon by a deer
no matter after shaking head banging fashion
(imagine rock stars of yore
whipping their wild locks) from ear to e'er
butta noah such dizzy inducing antics
resulted in absolutely no fluffiness,
hence my worse fear
(irrational?) yes, an obsession i.e.
thy hirsute outgrowth fixation dated back
tummy boyhood when cranky gear
and defective cogs somehow impacted
preoccupation concerning
every singular follicle fostering hair
strand, but during prepubescence,
this now grown man took a fancy
to this, that, or the other lad,
who sported a style envied yours truly,
hie wished said thatch tubby upon mine
ma lil oblate spheroid,
and pleaded (weathered and in vane)
with fate to make magically ap pear
this, tis minuscule wiggle room
to muster support from rear
guard, hook offer me wiggle room
asthma body electric goes on a manic tear
precious seconds ticking closer
to the final count down where
this mwm might remain bed ridden
for an entire year.
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 1:04 AM UTC
//the door to your bedroom was a portal to a world unseen
your bed, the ocean
& your sheets, the sand
with the crevices caused by the tide
it flowed so sweetly over the soft sand
beyond the door, serenity was foreign to you
you were only there when you needed to be
you, who had knit the thickest wool to pull over my eyes
thicker than the blindfold we used
the frenzy I remember
frenzy further cured with discipline
and you know what?
"I like that ***** ****
how will you discipline me today, daddy?
it was what you taught me after all
to be a brat for no one but you
to be no one else's little girl
if not I'd be a bad girl
bad girls get punished
bad girls get no love
so I saved you the trouble and left my collar at the door//
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 8:15 PM UTC
The difference between me and you
Is that I am red and you are blue
Blue like ice and night and death
Secrets whispered on your breath
For you are made of darker things
and the beauty that it brings
I am red like blood and fire
burning white upon my pyre
Blazing strong, fierce and hot
Look away you can not
For if you mix red and blue
You will get different hues
Arrays of purples you shall see
of bruises, scrapes, and injuries
Pull me close, invade my space
let me drown in your gaze
On my neck, knuckles white
squeezing hard is what I like
Yearning, aching, I beg of you
to turn my red into blue
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 11:02 AM UTC
a handstand here shake but enlighten her
that sink tanks with mats while driven leagues
under the sea dissolve a seance
with earthly her satellites only survey pride that behold riff
in scholar that best compose symphony
and virtueless connect the dots
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 6:38 PM UTC
I'm just one twisted Cinderella.
The Footman my devoted sub
And every night my feet would get rubbed.
Aug 7, 2017
Aug 7, 2017 at 7:35 AM UTC
It just comes natural to me
To submit to a Dom
You're gentle with your roughness
Eat up all my wetness
Since you caused it
You can't tease me and expect me not to want it
You can't tease me and expect me to not be *****
Your thirst, I can never satisfy
Even when you eat my soul out of me
You still crave to eat more
To drink more
To do it all night
And all morning
Girl, don't you ever get tired?
It just comes natural to me
To submit to a Dom
You're gentle with your roughness
You're smart with your toughness
Mar 3, 2017
Mar 3, 2017 at 8:27 AM UTC
The room goes dark
Its time to play
Bewildered look on
Her face
Glowing by the sheen
From candles lit
Let the games begin
A dark voice says
Sweat builds on her brow
Like a tear drop
No sadness here
She awaits in anticipation
Her body is tense
Ropes, whips and chains
Hanging on the walls
Will we be used today
Takes hold of the ropes
Ties her to four posts
Attached to a bed
Dressed in silk clothes
So soft where she lies
He covers her eyes
Field of view obstructed
Heightened senses
Like a cave underwater
No life expected
Her ears come to life
Tingling with slow breathes
From his
cold mouth
Frozen lips
Icy tongue
She gasps for air
Her body bare
First time playing
He isn't easy
On her
A big smile forms
No serenity
Pleasure is torture
She wants more
Craves deep within
No whips
No chains
Nothing more than
Hot and Cold hands
His Toy
Moving across her body
Up and Down
Exploring her map
Over the hills
Through the valleys
From chest to navel
Mouth to Mouth
She licks her lips
In slow motions
Like a fan
oscillating
He tastes so good
So much emotion
The smell of leather
In the air
Takes a deep breathe as
He rubs the ice
Down the Hills
Is it too hot?
Is it too cold?
Her brain can't function
What is this?
is it Pleasure?
Is it pain?
She wants to learn
His tender touch
Is it love?
Is it hate?
Is it passion?
Confused reaction
Please stop!
No, keep going
What to do?
What to say?
She says nothing
She has escaped
Into the confines of
Her mind distressed
Obsessed
She is fully obliged
To Him
Mouth to lips
Passion fruit
Cant move
She comes undone
Her body contorts
Hair stands
Like trees in the forest
Goosebumps
What has happened?
She'll never tell
Forever changed
Her body fell
Into his arms
Her Dark Tormentor
JM 10/4/16
Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 10:56 AM UTC