The Power of the Princess

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“Come sit
Don’t be shy”
She patted by her side
He sat
Hands on lap
Nerves were hard to hide
“Your cute
I won’t bite”
Beguiled by her smile
Covered his hand
With hers
“Why don’t you stay a while”

He was unaware
Of the Princess reputation
Otherwise he would have run
From this precarious situation
Although she always looked
So innocent and calm
Once lured to her chambers
Her toys could do great harm

In her mind she could see
Him chained to the wall
The flogger in her hand
She was powerful but small
All the while
Getting wetter from his begs
He’d pay for the time
He spent between her legs

Mark D Davis ©2017

The Turn of Fate

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The scent of blood
The nostrils flares
Who is this one who dared
The forest dark
Paths to walk
Why are they not scared?

He waited
For his prey to pass
Then knife raised in the air
Moved quickly
Stepped behind the girl
Grabbed her by the hair

“You’re mine to take”
He hissed to her
Her clothes he went to rip
She spun around
Her legs swung out
He fell hard with the trip

“Your wrong my friend”
Her eyes glowed red
“You’ve made a big mistake”
He screamed
As her fangs appeared
“You are mine to take”

With super strength
She held him
Robbed him of his seed
They found him
With his throat in shreds
No blood left to bleed

Mark D Davis ©2017

My Masters Will

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She ached
No doubt
No mistake
She did not do as she was told
Let punishment
Unfold

Each strike
Spaced
Just, how Master likes
Each jolt beautiful pain
She braces
Again and again

On the brink
Edged
No time to think
Begging for release
On her knees
Master please

She knows
One thing above
She won’t betray
Masters love

Mark D Davis ©2017

Her Bosses Desires

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Invited to her bosses house
Dressed in her Sunday best
Knew not to be late
Was sure it was a test
Chose her outfit carefully
Smart but not too sweet
Got the right reaction
“You look good enough to eat”

“Come with me young lady
Bring along your drink
I’ll show you through my house
You can tell me what you think”
Amazed at the pretty ladies
That were wandering the halls
Recognised their faces
In the pictures on the walls

The pictures showed them naked
Kneeling on the floor
Or tied to the bed posts
Almost hear them beg for more
The boss took her hand
As through a large door she was led
She gave no resistance
As they tied her to the bed

Stripped off her clothes
Inhibitions fell away
Begged like the others
As her boss began to play
And when she’d finished
She gave her new toys
To the girls of her harem
For them to enjoy

Mark D Davis ©2017

The Dancing Vamp

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He danced like no other
Held her in his arms
They floated round the floor
Enraptured by his charms
Pressed tight against her
Lost in his masked eyes
Her own sex on fire
Locked to his hard thighs

If only she knew
His true need that night
Not revealed till her fate
Was sealed with his bite

Mark D Davis ©2017

Her Special Need

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Pursued him
Mask in place
Knew
That if he saw her face
Memories
Would flood his mind
A lover
He had left behind

Cornered him
Had her way
No escape
For him that day
Once inside
She changed his will
Drained
She took her fill

A cigarette
Her mind to calm
His seed
A soothing balm

Mark D Davis ©2017

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Master I Missed

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Bound
Spread open wide
She felt his fingers deep inside
Another finger
Then his fist
Her Master she had missed

Clamps
Tight on her breast
He gave the chain a simple test
Slipped
Into her sub space
Saw the smile on his face

Trained
To respond to him
Obey his erotic whim
Created
So it would seem
To fulfil Masters dream

Teased
Till her sex numb
Begging him to let her cum

Mark D Davis 2017

The Online Sub

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Each day, she’d message Him
He’d answer when it was his whim
Her toys spread out on the bed
To do the things He said

Sometimes He might ask
Or set her a simple task
Get her so wet between her legs
Then laugh away her begs

Other times He might call
Make her to her knees fall
His voice made it all so real
Swear His cock she could feel

Addicted, to His sound
Instructed, her sex shed pound
Until, “oh Master please!”
Permission to release

Before He let her go
Before she lost that glow
“I’m Yours” He would have her say
And promise not to stray

Dominated My Way

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Come closer if you dare
But beware
It’s not a costume that I wear
Not some image that I keep
My beliefs run deep

If you don’t believe
Then leave
I will not sit and grieve
But if you decide to stay
Then things are done My way

Prepare yourself to hurt for Me
Approach Me on bended knee
My needs your goal will be
Tormented by exquisite pain
Then beg to endure again