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Sonnet LVII

by William Shakespeare

Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend,
Nor services to do, till you require.

Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour
When you have bid your servant once adieu.

Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of naught
Save where you are how happy you make those.

So true a fool is love that in your will,
Though you do anything, he thinks no ill.


Sonnet LVIII

by William Shakespeare

That god forbid, that made me first your slave,
I should in thought control your times of pleasure,
Or at your hand the account of hours to crave,
Being your vassal, bound to stay your leisure!

Oh, let me suffer, being at your beck,
The imprisoned absence of your liberty.
And patience, tame to sufferance, bide each check
Without accusing you of injury.

Be where you list, your charter is so strong
That you yourself may privilege your time
To what you will. To you it doth belong
Yourself to pardon of self-doing crime.

I am to wait, though waiting so be Hell,
Not blame your pleasure, be it ill or well.










Invitation


Be not afraid of me, you're in good hands.
I have you in mind when I make my demands,
refer to the check list, just as it stands,
I will try to please you.
Remember your safe words, they'll help you out
of a difficult time, you Can do without,
I still will be firm, to leave you no doubt,
you're in the hands of a Dom.

The questions I ask are important to me,
to make sure you're spanked right here on my knee,
and be it assured that I hear your plea,
I will always try to please you.
Your curiosity has to be cured,
with pleasure and pain you've never endured,
You'll scream and you'll cry and you'll be assured,
you're in the hands of a Dom.

The secrets within us must be unlocked.
You saw my web site, I know you were shocked,
your dreams and fantasies will not be mocked.
I will try to please you.
Please be assured my intentions are pure,
I am extreme, you'll be asked to endure,
many painful things so you will be sure,
you're in the hands of a Dom.

Experience shows if we want to grow,
willingly, we have to try to bestow,
all of the small things, we really must know,
I will always try to please you.
Understanding is first if we want to ensure,
our meeting goes right, we both act mature,
we can wait to reach limits when you feel secure,
you're in the hands of a Dom.

Honesty and trust reflect what I say,
a gentleman first, a sadist at play,
until I am with you, please don't dismay,
I will try to please you.
Although I am kinky, I can't deny,
I want you to know, my morals are high.
Once you are with me, you'll never ask why,
you're in the hands of a Dom.


- Baron von Kelnhofer

THE SUBMISSIVE OF MY DREAMS

by Baron von Kelnhofer


We've become friends, you and I.
We love each other 'cause we try,
and to each other, never lie.
Honesty is king, it seems.
You're the light I've been looking for,
that exceeds my every metaphor,
because it's you that I adore,
the submissive of my dreams.

We've experienced wonderful things,
often denied, most human beings.
Our desire to learn inspires new feelings.
Giving is king, it seems.
I have weaknesses now exposed,
and to others my story's closed.
But not the woman so composed,
the submissive of my dreams.

I have placed two roses here.
One with petals, one austere,
The differences are very clear.
Opposites attract, it seems.
You bring to me incredible glee.
With your unbelievable plea,
to punish you, just to please me.
the submissive of my dreams.

You have become my little wing,
that helps me fly and makes me sing,
the song of birds that fly and bring,
the sound of everlasting spring.
I am so happy, you are my slave,
You try always to behave,
just to please me in every way,
the submissive of my dreams.

I try to mold you in to my dream.
I know sometimes I make you scream.
I'm sure I mentioned that I'm extreme,
Communication is king, it seems.
Are we lovers, or are we friends?
At times the way I feel transcends
the lifestyle norm, when a Dom attends,
the submissive of his dreams.

What more could a man ask for?
We trust each other to explore,
all the things, we both adore.
Trust is king, it seems.
I think of you in many ways,
I show respect and give you praise,
I find these, the most wonderful days,
with the submissive of my dreams.

There are some times I don't understand,
that you could be in such demand,
and want to obey only My command.
You're a mystery, it seems.
Because you mean so much to me,
and I am sure, we both agree.
I'll always do my best for thee,
the submissive of my dreams.

Limerick for michelle


There once was a girl, went to college.
She went to find boys and some knowledge.
But when she got there,
the boys only stare,
she had to find one with some polish.

She logged on to alt. by computer.
She sent in a pic of her hooter.
She filled out the form,
right from her dorm,
hoping to find a straight shooter.

She was looking to make an impression,
find a Dom who could use some discretion.
She couldn't resist,
a look at the list,
it was becoming a big time obsession.

She then found a Dom she admired.
His age was well past that desired,
but when she met him,
she went on a whim,
and found he was truly inspired.

The search still goes on for her lover,
the one that will help her uncover,
the secrets of life
and being a wife,
together they learn and discover.

For now, she is happy with Master,
He helps her avoid a disaster,
when she's on a date,
not sure of her fate,
no one can rescue her faster.

Will you be my slave

What a delight to open my mail,
and find something there from you.
Between all the ads of things for sale,
I open yours first to view.

Often you wish me a wonderful day,
near the end of each email you send.
You brighten my day in a wonderful way,
I hope this will never end.

I want you to know that this is no game,
I wanted you right from the start.
Now that I found you I don't feel the same
you bring such a joy to my heart.

I'm longing to meet you, I know you're aware.
I do understand how you're feeling.
You really must trust me and know that I care,
before I can have you start kneeling.

your devotion to Master tells volumes of you,
I see you, a true submissive.
He freed you of collar and that made you blue,
and still you don't speak derisive.

You comfort Him, help Him, make Him a meal,
and do whatever you can.
To have you as slave and know that it's real,
He's the envy of every man.

I want you to know, my intentions are pure,
I want to take you for my pleasure,
to fuck you and flog you, and you can be sure,
that we will have moments to treasure.

To get you to trust me, I know is a must.
I know this is no easy task.
I know this requires a special trust,
because of the things I ask.

A sex slave you'll be if you come to me,
I'll own you and keep you for real.
Punishments just, to help make you see,
you'll obey, when I tell you to kneel.

I know I seem anxious and ready to go,
you know us guys, we want to go faster.
I know I must earn it, but want you to know,
I long for the day, you call me Master.

- Baron von Kelnhofer

Sonnet IV

by Baron von Kelnhofer


I think of you and the pleasure you bring,
With you as my slave and me being King.
You waken my senses, give my life zing,
just like a drink from a natural spring.

With you on the bottom and me on the top,
we have so much fun, who wants to stop.
We go to get toys like a new riding crop,
we even have fun in the novelty shop.

Remember the day, we met in the park,
went to take pictures, you made the remark,
"free this afternoon" if you want to embark,
on a new top and bottom thing, just for a lark.

It turned into more, I have to admit,
you are so beautiful when you submit,
we Like kinky things, that you do permit.
We sign a contract to make it legit.

It's you in my life that makes it worth living,
the love and the trust and incredible giving.
You know how to make me feel like a King.
You are my super sub.

Sonnet IX

by Baron von Kelnhofer

I like to take pictures and you know it well,
we enjoy with each other, not profit or sell.
When we're together I think we excel,
with you in the lens of my camera.

Sun shining brightly we grab all our stuff,
to the park or the beach or even a bluff,
I snap off a roll and can't get enough,
with you in the lens of my camera.

We like to get naked and try to create
a picture of beauty at any rate.
I have to admit the view is just great,
with you in the lens of my camera.

You're tied up and bound I have it my way,
When you're in this mess, not much you can say.
under these circumstances I like to play,
with you in the lens of my camera.

I take off your panties and take a close up
of your pussy and tits, I like 'em tied up.
In that position I never ease up,
with you in the lens of my camera.

We made you a website, it turned out just fine
but you had your doubts, we took it off line.
Doing this right is a passion of mine,
with you in the lens of my camera.

I have to admit, I'm a happy man,
with you as my sub, the scenes I can plan.
It's been so much fun since this all began,
with you in the lens of my camera.

Such are the joys, I think we're both seeing,
the love and respect, with both us agreeing,
that my life's much better, it's wonderful being,
with you.

Sonnet X

by Baron von Kelnhofer

ali my dear, I've been waiting to hear,
what happened to us, please be sincere,
long time no E, has brought me a tear,
what did I do that was wrong?

I thought we were getting along, just fine,
It seemed we'd at least get together to dine,
and then all at once it fell in decline,
what did I do that was wrong?

I know I must scare you, the things I say
about the kinky ways I like to play,
I did not mean to scare you away,
what did I do that was wrong?

I've only called you at your certain time
that you have ok'ed and said is your prime,
I called as agreed, I used my last dime,
what did I do that was wrong?

I'll wait till I hear from you, to reply back,
a stalker, I'm not, I'll cut you some slack,
I won't make you feel under cyber attack,
what did I do that was wrong?

Reply at once or you'll have to be spanked,
and then when I'm pleased, you're sure to be thanked,
this friendship's too good to let it be yanked,
right out from under our feet.

Today


The day has arrived, its a beautiful day,
I can only think of tonight.
For this is the day and come what may,
I hope everything turns out right.

I'm excited to meet you, I think we'll have fun,
you seem like the type that I like.
You're open and friendly, don't act like a nun,
I hope the right feelings will strike.

I'm very happy about the way we met,
honest, just right from the start.
We told of our secrets without the threat,
of having the other depart.

What are the chances that we would meet,
had it not been for the internet.
In order to find you, someone so sweet,
the net's been the best bet yet.

'hope you look forward to meeting tonight,
It's as exciting as hell for me.
My emotions are flying to my delight,
I hope you can say, you agree.

It's a fun time right now to imagine what if,
when you're looking for kind of a dream,
Let's try not to worry and make ourselves stiff,
and make having fun our theme.

When we first meet, I don't want a hug,
it seems very awkward at first.
I want you to know that I'm not a thug,
with me, you won't be coerced.

If you will stand still, I'll give you a kiss
on your forehead as soft as I can,
give you a chance to smell all of this,
you said was important in a man.

If I pass the test, I will ask you to dine,
you know that I'm dying to meet you.
I hope that the evening turns out just fine,
and a good time, for both of us, too.

Do I know you?

Always you've come here and bring such delight,
it's infectious and welcome, oh my, what a sight,
the beauty within you, shines so bright,
but there's few, who know your true worth.

Your smile shines brightly and brings us all joy,
it's enough for most guys just to be near a toy,
to them it is just like a dream or decoy,
but there's few, who know your true worth.

your activity checklist, has grabbed my attention,
only now, do I see you, in a new dimension,
for most guys it seems, beyond comprehension,
there's few, who know your true worth.

For a man that will come to you, a shinning Knight,
you're willing to give all, to make it just right,
to the Dom of your choosing, you know you'll delight
there are few, who know your true worth.

Some of us recognize your special needs,
for women like you, nothing exceeds,
the pleasure you get, from our nasty deeds,
there are few, who know your true worth.

Most of us sit on the sidelines most nights,
trying to figure, what kinds of delights
might be within limits, still bring you new heights.
but there's few, who know your true worth.

I've come to appreciate women like you,
feelings like this are hard to subdue,
I know I can give you what you are into'
'cause there's few, who know your true worth.

Come to me now, I know that it's time,
to be with you now would be so sublime,
give to me now while you're in your prime,
I'm one, who will know your true worth. Baron von Kelnhofer









Sonnet for my Dom

by ellie

How can a phrase express the way i feel?
Before i tell You i would sooner show,
To prove to You when i say "love", it's real,
Behavior is the manner that i know.

If my head wants to rest, it finds Your lap.
If my eyes wish to see, they look to You.
If Your mind has a void, i'll fill the gap.
If my hand needs to hold, Yours holds mine, too.

All that i have to offer You i give.
For You, i inhale, exhale every breath.
i trust You with the only life i'll live,
And promise loyalty until my death.

So please remember all the words above,
When i articulate it's You i love!

Sonnet for the girl in my Dream

by ellie

Last night i saw you dancing in a dream
The violent sun glim'ring in your big smile
Golden, orange, yellow and tangerine
my mind, and eyes, were with you all the while

Green grass bowed to you in the heavy wind
Big blue sky stretched its arms out of my view
you were an angel out of nature's kind
With dancing, bare-feet dripping morning dew

A naked body with a vacant gaze
Seeing you was but a God-given gift
But touching, now that's a terrific maze
Containing none but dead ends within it

Thoughts of that curs'd dream paint my sad soul blue
Oh, how i ache for just one dance with you












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