Wishful thinking

“Hey, Alpha,” said Fred. “How long do you think
you can keep up this D/s lifestyle?”
From now until then, the day that I die,
then in the hereafter, I say with a smile.

“I hear you squawk that mighty big talk,
but do you honestly think it’s for real?
Your sub has a say in how long you play,
and she may not feel like sealing your deal.”

The deal was set soon after we met
with the foundation of unconditional love.
We’ll have our play time, which may some day decline,
but the mindset and D/s dynamic still rises above.

A cornerstone of love, with honesty, respect, and trust;
plus, we’re mighty compatible, with communication the key.
So, the D/s lifestyle we’ve chosen will never be frozen,
we’ll keep it warm and active for all eternity.

It’s not about the sex, it’s about who we are,
even more to the point, it’s who we wish to be.
We feel it, we live it, we take it, we give it;
and if it brings happiness here, why not eternally?

 

A poser’s wet dream

Clear a path you do-gooder Doms
vacate your ‘ho’ and climb a tree
cuz’ I’m gonna pack your slut
and widen her with my girth
I’m a silver-backed he-gorilla
on a jungle wide jamboree
and I’ve come to D/s-ville to celebrate my birth

I was spawned by the Head-Master
a true natural disaster from over yonder
in the Valley of BDSM
where no self-respecting Dom could ever dwell
Where every sub is as gentle as a twister
and ownership includes their sister
and an obligation to daily grind and blister
their twats hotter than hell

I was suckled by a flea-bitten badger
and weaned on tick and chigger gin
Sidewinders were my playmates as a young buck
and everyday I had to train
to become a chip off the ‘old block’
My tongue and gums were numb from so much cunnilingus
and I’d wear out a house of hussies
filling their pussies to the brim
just to warm-up my cock

I’m a one-of-a-kind Dom like no other
I’ll fuck your sisters, aunts, and mother
I’ll even make your straight-laced brother queer
But only if they beg all night
all whimpers, whines, and moans
and finally bribe me with a keg of beer

So, line-up gents, handover your subs
I’ll school you all in how to dominate
But don’t wait up, cuz’ I’m feeling frisky
and I’ve switched to whiskey
and I plan on filling each hole twice—
maybe thrice
Now give me some breathing room
don’t cramp my style
and I’ll send what’s left of your subs
back to you if you’re patient—
cuz’ it’ll take awhile

Yep! He was getting horny
His member grew an inch
Unfortunately, he only began with two
And now comes the thorny part
when it did quiver and flinch
He tried to pinch off the tip
while the whole shaft hid in his palm
But before he got his grip
there was a tiny pop and fizzle—
and over his hand it lightly did drizzle

No thunder-clap or roaring wind
just a spit before the calm
Another day was dawning
His right hand his only friend
The only sub in sight
a half-eaten sandwich
“Another masturbation morning,” he said
“What a bitch!”
though he hasn’t even mastered that

Good morning, little Peter Poser
a sad sack and loser
you’ll never have a sexy sub that creams and screams
Though, even you have a place to enter
Not as a Dom, as a john
and you won’t own, you’ll rent her
And, of course, you have each night
when you rest your weary head
when you lay upon your bed
and soak your hand
playing a Dom in your dreams

Wet Dream

Tonight in a dream a fantasy I saw

Our passions erupted: pure, primal, and raw

You tried to seduce, you flirted and teased

But I am the Alpha; I did as I pleased

 

You acted coy, and played hard to get

But I smelled your arousal, you were sopping wet

You knew I was hard, and wanted you now

But you playfully fled, tried to escape me somehow

 

There’ll be no escape, upon you I pounce

And I take all your lovin’, every last ounce

I spank and I nibble, I finger and fuck

And on nipples and clit I lick and I suck

 

My shaft is extended, hard like an oak

My intentions are clear, a marathon poke

I’ve already made your sweet pussy purr

It’s time to turn over and give me the cure

 

The cure to life’s boredom are in moments like this

Fucking your tight ass gives me moments of bliss

So I touch my cock head to your tight little hole

As the alarm clock awakens me—Oh, HELL NO!!!

Fantasy Fulfillment and the Green-Eyed Monster

 

As stipulated many times before, this blog is written primarily for loving couples in D/s relationships, or others who desire such relationships. While we accept the right of others to live as they choose, we write from the perspective of keeping romantic pairings strong. And we stress couples having a loving foundation above all else, along with communication, compatibility, respect, trust, honesty, and other positive relationship attributes—and then using D/s to enhance the relationship that’s built on a solid foundation. Continue reading “Fantasy Fulfillment and the Green-Eyed Monster”

Dreamer and Dream

Into the room where I did go

Saw kat, my love, with her head hung low

Inside she screams

Cuz’ she has no dreams

While mine continue to flow

 

Fret not my love, my life, my queen

You hold the best part of the scheme

You do not lose

When you snooze

I’m merely the dreamer—but you are the dream

 

A dream come true is your part to play

From dark to light my heart you do sway

My only pleasure

My dearest treasure

My cherished beta who loves and obeys

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