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Hold my hand and come with me
Through the gate for you to see
What mystery lay behind these walls
Dark passageway or palatial halls
I wonder which you long for most
Lords and Ladies that dance and toast
Or do dungeon cells with whips and chains
And darkly figures fill your brains
Regal dresses and beautiful jewels
Seem dull to me compared to tools
Of a dark and deviant cell
And helpless maids that face a hell
Of sinful pleasures at my touch
Where I decide what is too much
And they must give themselves to me
Down upon their bended knee
They beg of me to use them well
And not a person I must tell
Of their lusty cravings for
Being touched like a whore
By hands that pull and tear and rape
And feast upon their female shape
I bind her wrists above her head
And let the others lift and spread
Her naked little wanton thighs
And listen to their grunted sighs
As they push in her heat
And fuck her like a piece of meat
Taking her from back and front
Filling up her arse and cunt
Her whimpered little cries I hear
And on her face are drops of tear
But in her eyes I see it well
The truth of all she cannot tell
That here in my pleasure pit
She is in fact a perfect fit
And now my eyes turn to you
I wonder if you’re tempted too
Be brave enough to step this way
And trust me when you hear me say
Take my hand and follow me
Through the gate for you to see
If my tales of brutal passion
Actually ever really happen
Mollyxxx
17 comments
Melting at hotness of voice. Melting at hotness of photo. Want to be in that dungeon now please!
xx Dee
VERY nice – both the poem and the recording! 😉
Incredible combination of voice and words… and a beautiful photo to complement it. Stunning!
Rebel xox
Mmmmm… sounds to me as if you are tempting Fate 😉
~Kazi xxx
Been listening to this on repeat on mu headphones for 10 mins now and don’t want to stop… Ahhh that voice!! Rawwrrr
Wow, Moilly – I always love it when you wax lyrical. Great poem, powerful and dark and deliciously tempting. And written from a ‘dommy molly’ perspective too – that would have been a test for you 🙂
So wickedly delicious and dark – wonderful combination of sound, words and image.
~Mia~ xx
Wonderful post!
Just amazing poetry, beautifully crafted.
And oh my… *swoons* at the recording… Love the way he says the line ‘And fuck her like a piece of meat’
*offers hand* I’m IN!!!
Lily xxx
Intense poem, lovely photo, excellent interpretation of the theme!
Whoa! This is a wonderful piece of art. All of it, you have reached 3 of my senses, from over the internet and across the ocean!
I love hearing him read your words, how beautiful. How truly perfectly perfect.
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What a superbly erotic poem read with such consummate skill. A delight from beginning to end. CP xx
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