Übermensch

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Inner Peace at the heart of Discipline.
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Sometimes I feel you're other-worldly,
And I'll look up - your naughty girlie,
Before you wallop me with your whip,
And warm me well, once garments slip
Down to the floor. While moments pass,
I sense tingles 'tween these cheeks of ass:
Leather strands rest there, as I clench,
Scrambling for your Übermensch...

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DivindisguiseDivindisguise7 months ago

This short, easy to read poem, is both cute and erotic at the same time. I loved it.

Falling4UFalling4U7 months ago

Delightful images that say so much

The longing for another’s touch

Sensations needed from another

One who’s much more than a brother

A superman who takes his prize

Hidden there between your thighs

Leaves you wet and wanting more

Feeling like his sexy whore

HottieOlwenHottieOlwen7 months ago

Méli is superhuman

Queen of all she surveys

Her sub kneels at her feet and waits

He knows her cruel ways

She slaps her whip against her thigh

Her lips form a cold, cruel smile

His naked arse is oh! so pale

She'll turn it red raw in a while.

She lifts her arm and brings it down

Crack! The whip kisses his bum

He winces and lets out a yelp

But Méli's not nearly done.

Again and again she whips his arse

In a pitiless, savage fashion

Her cunt gets wet, his cock grows hard

How strange the effects of passion!

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