The Crimson Pen

Writings from the world of BDSM M. S. Stevens is a Dominant with many years experience in this lifestyle. He is a writer of Bdsm erotica with several eBooks on Amazon.com and Smashwords. Erotic Bdsm Poetry 1 is a collection of 30 of Bdsm poems. Available on Amazon.com Kindle eBooks. Erotic Bdsm Poetry 2 is another collection of 30 more Bdsm poems. Available on Amazon.com Kindle eBooks. Pain and Pleasure-A Collection of Bdsm Bedtime stories is a collection of 7 erotic Bdsm stories. Available on Amazon.com Kindle eBooks and Smashwords. Friend me on Fetlife: thecrimsonpen

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What You Deserve!

She is kneeling at my feet. “You’ve been a very bad girl.” She turns away from me on all fours. “Yes Sir, I deserve anything you give me.” She puts her head down arching her back “You are going to be punished slut.” She sticks her ass in air and shows her pussy. “Do with me what you will Sir.” I look down and at the glisten in the slit. I glance at the table with my implements lined up. Paddles, crop, cane, floggers and so forth. I look back down as she spreads her legs slightly. Should I take her first then beat her? Or just use everything on the table. She waits quietly and patiently. Her smooth wet pussy is so inviting. My decision is made. I kneel down behind her and begin to caress her lips. “Oh Sir, you tease me so.” Taking the head of my cock I run it up and down. She moans with pleasure as I prepare her. When she is fully wet I slid all the way in her. She gasps with my fullness inside her. I begin to slowly give her full length penetration. She moans as the long shaft pulses in and out. I reach around and tickle her clit with my fingertips. Her body is writhing with desire and I keep the slow pace. She is trained to please me in however I take her. Her cum will not flow without the word from her master. Slowly she is fucked and cannot hold her tongue. “I don’t deserve this Sir!” But I will not stop as the semen builds in me. She is a pleasurable slut, my slut. Her body presses back with anticipation of the next stroke. She is wanting more and wanting to cum for me. “Oh Master’s cock feels so good!” I begin to squirt and fill my slut with my cum. “Oh I’m there Sir, may I cum, may I cum. I continue to fill her till I’ve run dry. “No…you misbehaved and you may not cum.” A disappointed moan. Her body tenses up to hold it. “Oh Master, Please!” I pull my cock out and insert two fingers. Waiting to see if my command is obeyed. A few minutes pass and she has obeyed me. “This is what you deserved!”

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I’m Safe

Our bodies blend as one,

I smell the sweet fragrance of his cologne.

I encircle her with my arms,

my cheek against her hair.

I hear his soft breathing in my ear as he strokes the small of my back.

As I caress her back I gently kiss her ear.

He whispers in my ear, “I love you Sweetheart.”

I feel her heave a relaxing sigh.

I look up at him and tell him, “You mean the world to me, I love you.”

I put her lips to mine and feel the tender kiss.

He warms me with his kiss and tingles me through and through.

I hold her close to let her know I will always protect her.

I’m safe.

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Outstanding collar.

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Time Out

I walk past the doorway and look in on her. She sits in the chair fidgeting with her hands in her lap. Her head is down and she doesn’t look at me. That tight dress must feel like a straight jacket about now. I move on to the kitchen to raid the fridge. Ham and cheese piled high on the plate. Plate in one hand I pass the dining table. I hesitate and look over at the collar lying on the table. Picking it up with my other hand I pass by the doorway again. Tossing the collar on the floor it slides and lands at her high heels. “If you think you are worthy you may leave the chair,” I said. Her head remains down and she dares not say a word. I move on to the living room and settle into my chair. Halfway through the sandwich I see her through the corner of my eye. Across the room at the doorway. On her knees. Head down. Collar in place.

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Begging.

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We Can’t Have This Babygirl

I led her down the hallway by the leash Glancing slightly behind me as she crawled She moved smoothly in her panties and bra She looked up as we reached the bedroom door

I stopped at the door of the candle lit room She saw the spreader bar on the end of the bed I heard a faint whimper as I led her to the bed “Up,” I said sternly as she crawled up

As she sat on the bed I put on the leather cuffs Wrist and ankles cuffed, I pulled the bra straps down She instinctively reach around and un-snipped it The bra fell revealing her full breast with hard nipples

“Come to the end of the bed babygirl,” I told her. “Yes Daddy, she replied in her soft sexy voice. “On all fours and spread your legs,” as she moved As she did, I clipped her ankles to the bar.

“Put your head down on the bed babygirl,” I said As she laid her head down I reached between her legs I pulled her hands together between her legs to the bar Clipping the wrist cuffs to the center “D” ring on the bar.

Stepping back I took in the sight of my babygirl Trying to squirm a little in her restraints She was still wearing the black lace panties Moving close up behind her I ran my fingers along them

She moaned a little from the touch of my fingertips “You know we can’t have this babygirl,” I said “Oh Daddy,” she said loudly and squirmed. Too late, as I ripped the lace panties from her body.

From my eBook: Erotic Bdsm Poetry 2

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Feed The Fire, Daddy

The soft murmur came from the living room. I came out to the glow of the fireplace. Her curvy silhouette lying on the rug and pillows. I had put her there to wait her fate.

Bound with rope her wrists behind her back. Ankles together she lies on her side. She feels the warmth on the front of her body. I kneel down naked behind her and begin caressing her.

Moans of pleasure come from the ball gag. She looks back at me with anticipation in her eyes. I roll her over on her stomach as she test the ropes. Admiring her curves and skin in the firelight.

She is my babygirl…my play toy…my everything. I begin to warm her cheeks with a light spanking. She squirms and squeals through the gag. I give her soft caresses on her red cheeks.

I roll her back on her side with her back to the fire. I remove the ball gag and she licks her lips. Hunger in her eyes I feed my baby what she wants. Her lips surround me eagerly as she is given her reward.

I move her to her knees with her face buried in a pillow. I untied the ankle ropes and spread her for my pleasure. She turns her head on the pillow as I take her hard. “Feed the fire, Daddy,” she moans.

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Did You Miss Me?

The house creaked from the cold night air like the limbs of an old tree.

I rolled over and watched the blowing snow swirling and sticking to the window.

Alone in my warm bed, my thoughts drifted to the journey he was making back to me.

I heard the hum of the fan cranking up on the old oil heater in the basement.

The cat jumped onto the foot of the bed and burrowed under the covers.

Restless, I tossed and turned as my long night without him continued.

The empty bed swallowed me as I wrapped my arms and legs around his pillow.

My eyes finally got heavy and I drifted off as a deep sleep captured me.

Dreams took me over and I began an erotic journey with him.

I heard his voice, smelled his cologne and felt his gentle caress of my body.

My senses lingered in this dream world as I felt his arms around me.

Then the kisses on my neck began and just seemed too real.

I opened my eyes and felt his warm body close to mine.

With relief I heard him ask, “Did you miss me my pet?”

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Rattle My Chains

The blindfold cast me deep into darkness I hear the wood floor creaking under his feet. The soft down mattress is cool under my naked body. I hear him breathing as he stands next to me.

My wrist and ankles chained to the bed post. A soft tickle of a feather runs down between my breasts. I giggle and say, “Please have your way with me Sir.” He leans down and whispers, “I always have my way my pet.”

In his soft deep voice he ask, “Do you know what I see?” “No Sir,” I replied as I began to squirm and breathe deeply. “I see a vision of loveliness and dedication my sweet,” he replied. My nipples hardened and I longed for his soft sensual touch.

As if he read my mind his fingertips danced across my breasts. “Your touch moves me in so many ways Sir,” I whispered. “I love to trace the curves of your body,” as he softly kissed me. “You make me ache for want of more Sir,” I replied.

His hands continued to trace my curves with a light caress. My body shivered and I felt flush as he continued his exploration. Soon I felt him back as he gave my ear a soft lick and nibbled the lobe. “Now I will tell you what I will do to you my precious slut,” he whispered.

With my hair in his fist he said, “Tonight I will take you in every way.” “I will make your chains rattle as I test your limits,” he whispered. I felt his fingertips begin to stroke my wet lips as I moaned for him. I softly said, “Please rattle my chains Sir.”

From my eBook:  Erotic Bdsm Poetry 2

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I Miss You Daddy

I slipped on his favorite white lace panties And went to his side of the closet I picked out one of his button down collar shirts As I put it on I could still smell his cologne

I slid beneath the covers and opened the book The book of poetry had touched my heart As I read his words I saw the feeling in them Reading his work always made me want him more.

I put the book down and reached over grabbing his pillow Pulling it close I imagined his soft caressing touch My fingers slid down the front of my panties Soon I tingled and shivered, “Oh Daddy.”

I drifted off into my peaceful slumber thinking of him Morning seemed to come quickly with the alarm I moved slowly half awake and put the coffee on. I took two coffee cups down from the cupboard

Off to the shower and getting dressed. I bit my lip as I saw the two cups I poured the coffee in my cup. And returned the other one to the cupboard

Sitting at my desk he was never off my mind When the day began to slow down I closed my office door and leaned back in my chair “I miss you Daddy,” as my fingers began their journey.

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To Be His

First and foremost find your inner peace. Do not let the day to day pressures of life take over your mind. Cast away all the artificial dependencies of this world. Be of a kind and gentle nature to all you interact with. Do not succumb to the traps of jealousy and pettiness. Make sure you have the desire in your heart to serve him. Approach your relationships without preconceived notions. Do not insist on mental and physical rewards for your service. Do not harbor ill will or grudges against another. Always treat him with respect and loyalty. Leave room in your mind to explore, learn and grow. Know your place with him that you have chosen. Take care of your body, for it belongs to him as well. Seek the playfulness within you, for it is an attractive quality. Share your thoughts as you would have him do. Do not waste time that could be shared. Make him know and feel he is the only one. Do not take sides against him. Remember he always has your best interest in mind. Know that his dedication and loyalty to you is true. Have a strong desire for pain as well as pleasure from him. Create a surrounding of peacefulness around him. Let him know that he may do as he wishes with you. Do not hide any feelings from him. Know that he has looked long and hard for you. Value that neither of you will dwell on past relationships. Be creative in your interactions with him. And you will be his as long as you wish. 

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Across My Knee

She lays across my knee with her panties down to her ankles serving as a temporary binding. My left hand rest across her shoulders and she holds her head low. I know she is staring at the floor in anticipation of the first one. I make her wait a few minutes to think about what she has done. With my right hand I caress and admire her bare bottom. I know she is aware that she has done wrong and must receive her punishment. It’s been long enough now. I bring my hand back and slap her bottom hard. She moves a little and i steady her with my left arm. I begin the steady spanking, harder with each slap. I can hear her sniffle. And as I continue I begin to hear her cry. And as I stop, I look over and see her head down and she continues to sniffle. She says “I’m sorry Sir.” She stands up and pulls up her panties. “Come sit in my lap.” I said. She sits down and i put my arm around. Looking at her face, the tears streaming down. I reached up and wiped them away. She smiles as I touch her face and I gently kiss her lips. She puts her arms around my neck and rest her head on my shoulder. And as I hold her, I know that “I will always wipe the tears away.”

From my eBook:  Erotic Bdsm Poetry 1

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Watching Over Her

As the morning flows through the blinds, The sunlit fingers spread across the room. They touch her soft skin and make her glow. She sleeps peacefully, knowing I’m here.

Her beauty transcends dark to light. I watch the slow and steady breath. And see the contentment in her sleep. I smile, knowing I’m the reason why.

So I continue watching over her.