I was delighted to be the muse for this femdom sonnet by @SexSonnets: I love it, thank you so much :).
Words and visuals: His.
Voice and Australian non-accent: Mine.
LXXXVII
The M’s reverberated from full lips.
The A’s resounded from a boy’s timid
Desire to please my own bethroned hips;
A shivered vowel stretched to limit.
“Yes Ma’am, I am” he so beamed from below.
We shared a glint of pulsing recognition.
I saw in him my need to so bestow
“My good boy” in dutiful submission.
I cupped his chin, a pinch to counter weight
Upon my good boy’s pink burnished behind.
That lower lip it quivered distillate,
A dew devotedly made in due kind.
I said “You are my good boy aren’t you?”
“Yes Ma’am” he so intoned “I am for you.”
If you would like more BDSM-themed sonnets, @SexSonnets (aka ‘EK’) has written a poetilicious book, Shakespearean Sex Sonnets, and he also posts pretty pictures of himself on the Twitter.
2 comments
Amazing audio, I like this way of presenting poems!
Thanks :).
Ferns