Devilish Debauchery

kitty the naughty poet

Devilish Debauchery

We are here again oh daddy dearest

do you wanna play?

the tables have turned I see

okay, have it your way.

 

oh, the rack you say,

it sounds intriguing

I've never been stretched

from floor to ceiling

for pleasurable torture you say

yep, I'm up for it let's play.

 

Now you've had enough of that

tell me what happens next, oh daddy sir

suspended from a spinnable track

all so you can get from top to bottom

just like that

hell yeah, spin me willy nilly

just the way you like it.

 

I'm sorry daddy oh master of mine

this brat is being silly

it's not your usual want

the excitement is getting to me

I'll be quiet now

so we can play your game

of devilish devils debauchery.

 

Written By Katie Clarke.

no people were harmed in the making of this poem

  • Author: kitty the naughty poet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 3rd, 2021 03:56
  • Comment from author about the poem: No persons were harmed in the making of this poem it was inspired by a conversation
  • Category: Erotic
  • Views: 28
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Comments2

  • orchidee

    I dunno about S&M. A spot of S&T? Slap and Tickle, for more delicate people?! heehee.

  • dusk arising

    Where did u get that photo of my living room from. Anyway I've moved the rack bench over to the corner to facillitate group beatings mid floor.

    Hope yesterdays paddle slap redness has faded.... i.e. in need of round two.



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