The flame within you calls to me,
warming up my intensity,
the sexual look on your face,
ignite my desire,
send my body yearning,
as you caress my naked flesh.
do you want me as your Domme tonight
or your kitten instead?
The passion within me sings to you,
sweet, sensual songs,
longing to be licked and sucked,
with that delicious tongue,
I’ll take you as my Master,
or I’ll have you as my slave,
tell me what you want,
so we can misbehave.
Written By: Katie Clarke 2021
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
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- Category: Love
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Comments3
Somebody call the fire department, Mrs Grey here's about burn the place down!... The flames on this piece though... Too hot to handle. Beautiful skill, fellow writer. Thank you.
Mrs Grey ain't got nowt on me 😉
Haha, thank you for your comment
a fun read, sensual
but light-hearted and playful
thanks for the 🔞, dear poet
thank you dear poet for your kind comment
Something exciting about misbehaving, keeps the neighbours alert and the blinds open. I'll be the master tonight, your turn tomorrow.
An expressive line at the end. 🙂 thanks for commenting
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