Ever since my wife left us, I’ve spoiled my daughter Kimberly, “Kim”. Not that she wasn’t already spoiled before, as she was an only child. But I just found it more and more difficult to say no to anything that she asked for, for anything that she wanted to do, or anything that she did. So when she announced that she, or rather I, would be hosting a pool party and sleepover at our house for her high-school graduation, I g...
The past returns to bite It was when the sun was shiningThat my darkness descended The light of life comesMeasured in momentsWhen her presence can take my very breath away And the darknessCrept up behind meAttackedMy heart in chaos and painWhen echos of the past did bite hard and deep Bent low by the biteIts poison seeping into my soul Who will stoop to take away the coldness that chills my very core? Who will bite me now...
Oh, what beauty did I spy The first time that you caught my eye. Lips so full, tender and sweet, Eyes to steal my soul complete. Oh, what beauty, I am taken aback By hair so long and silky black. Angels wings and heaven's bliss That heat filled moment, our first kiss. Oh, what beauty do I know? Our first date down, a million to go, Weeks to months and every day You stay with me, is what I pray. Oh, my beauty, you we...
“Comfortable?” she asked with a wry chuckle. Not really. Not that I voiced the thought. It’s hard to talk when you’re doing your best to keep a strawberry pressed between your lips. Keep it there and I’ll make you cum. Eventually. I’m not sure how long ago she’d told me that. It was hard to keep track. “You look stunning.” I struggled to lift my head so I could show the appreciation burning in my eyes, as well as th...
Like a raging hurricaneYou stormed out of my lifeWithout care and thoughtDestroying all in your wake Tormented by your actionsBroken by your wordsA million pieces scatteredOf this once beating heart Portraits of our shared loveLeft torn on the floorA painful reminderOf what we once held Your nameBurned upon my skinThe stench of your perfumeConsumes every breathe I take Teardrops frozen in timeScar these once rosy cheeksBr...
June 29th, 2010 JAY I don’t know what the fuck I was doing back here. Virginia was the last place I ever wanted travel to, yet here I was, back in its clutches. I felt like a prisoner here as soon as I crossed the state border. Those trees were like jaws closing in on me. The closer I got to that house, the more claustrophobic I became. Mom always invited me to the house during the holidays, but I didn’t want to be anywhe...
My heart is your mugWanting to be filledFilled with the warmth of your loveBut cracks have formedFormed from the advantages you tookYou ignore the damageBecause my emotions haven't leaked throughThe steam rises up And the cracks spread furtherYour sweet honey words sootheSoothe these bitter feelingsBut the swelter returnsThe angry heat adding stressStress on the fracturesMy pain boils overIt is inevitable that I will brea...
Depressed means a broken heartA forgotten dream, a wanted start It leaves you cold, it leaves you blackIt leaves you full of holes and cracks A chasm new, a pain so oldYou left a hole, my heart's grown cold Why act happy? Why be bold?When lies have been all you're told Hide it away, close it offSo when tried again, I won't feel the scoff I've been shattered, My heart has brokeThis darkness is, My loving Home Will I ever,...
This is me trying.Trying to understand the why,When blood turns black and sends us awry.Tears flow from what might have been,Words spiral and begin to spin,Round and down into the spaces,Filling all the little places.Piercing my heart through and through,Like burning needles of an emblazoned tattoo. This is me trying.Trying to remember that familiar know,When we huddled close in the shadow,Underneath the flower’s petal,Aw...
I’m late home and I know Master is already waiting for me and getting more annoyed by each second. My heart is racing as I rush, my pussy is already getting moist at the thought of the punishment I know I’m in for. Rushing to his flat, I start stripping in the lift to the fifth floor, the lift going so slowly. At this point in time, I don’t care who sees me, I deserve the embarrassment for being late. I yank my panties...
As I kneel in the corner the spot my Master has given me, my body is already showing my excitement. My pussy is starting to get wet, my nipples are hard and my breathing has increased. My heels are sticking into my bum with the black stockings covering my smooth legs. The rest of my body naked and aching ready to be used and my smooth pussy needing to be touched. I always feel safe and loved as I wear my Master's collar...
Look at meand show meHelp me believeYou say you see meBut your eyes don’t agreeLook at meand seeI’ve been here the whole timeSearching for your attentionWanting you to still be mineLook at meAnd hear meWhen I tell you it's not okayHelp me and work with meIf you want me to stayLook at meand see meHear my criesLook at the pain in my faceAs tears fill my eyes Look at meand show meI’m your only oneHear the crack in my voiceI’...
“Comfortable?” I managed a muted whimper, unable to properly answer, my own soaked panties, ripe with the taste of my own juices and stuffed into my mouth made it impossible to form coherent words. No. I wasn’t. And it wasn’t just the physical discomfort, although that was a large part of it. Bent at the waist, my ankles shackled, my legs forcibly spread wide. Wrists and neck trapped, making me immobile. My own fault, r...
You took me as your own. I felt like I was home. No drama, no lies. Just feeling my internal cries. I told you I needed pain. So you bent me forward and used the cain. Control was on your mind. As you swatted my behind. Should have told me it wouldn’t last. Should of told me I was second class. Should of warned me you were spineless. Should have remembered the drama you cast. As I move forward, I heed the warning si...
She was so beautiful. She was certainly better-looking than the Missus. Even better than my hot neighbor that I think has been making eyes at me for a year. And she had a spirit about her. A buoyancy. That annoying effervescence teenage girls have that is so sexy. She was lovely, loving and loveable. Those dimples. The curly brown hair. The soft bare shoulder sticking out of my over-sized white T-shirt she was using like...
