Tag: Poetry



Sir we are both prisoners of our own love and burning desires We can never be free from the burning fire we created together from within From the first day that we found each other Or the day your Dominant heart surrounded my submissive heart With a chain wrapped in love and desire so strong, so tight That the beating of our hearts together … Read More Prisoners


Hunger Grows

I lie here awake missing you It’s been too long, I need you home I need to feel you, touch you To gaze down upon as you sleep I lay here deep in thought As I wrap myself around your pillow I smell your scent, calming me Peaceful, thinking of all the pleasures That you give to me A smile flickers across my lips … Read More Hunger Grows


Our First Night

To My Sir, On June 18, 1980 you walked into to my life even though I didn’t want you too. To this day I thank god that you never walked away from me. So I want you to know that you will always have my Gift with everything that I am. You will own my heart, my soul, my body, my mind and all … Read More Our First Night

When I Wake

When I wake The sun maybe shining Warm and Bright But my body feels cold inside Sir side is empty again As I lay in our bed I reminisce about the things that I miss The warmth of your body When you hold me tight The strength of your hands When you stroke down my side The feel of your lips When you kiss … Read More When I Wake

Sirs Belt

Sir as I kneel naked besides our bed My eyes are closed just as you command I hear the sound of leather gliding thru the loops It’s so intoxicating to me It stirs strong emotions inside of me Sir please lay me flat across the end of our bed And attach the spreader bar to spread my legs Sir cuff my hands behind my … Read More Sirs Belt

Sir you have my consent

Sir you have my consent So I kneel before you and wait for your command You have my submission in the palm of your hand You control my heart on an invisible chain Waiting for your pleasure and pain As I get lost looking into your eyes With hope your domination will chain me each and every time Take me over your knee and … Read More Sir you have my consent

It’s a Beautiful Night

It’ was a beautiful night sitting out on our deck As the moon is reflecting light across our bare naked skin As I lay across Sirs body I start to feel wet As his hand grabs hold of the front of my neck Sir than leans down to dominate my lips Sir whispers to open so he can have what is his Sir lips … Read More It’s a Beautiful Night

Quote by Brené Brown

“Owning our story can be hard but not nearly as difficult as spending our lives running from it. Embracing our vulnerabilities is risky but not nearly as dangerous as giving up on love and belonging and joy—the experiences that make us the most vulnerable. Only when we are brave enough to explore the darkness will we discover the infinite power of our light.”