The Mind Lover


I dont just want satisfaction from you . I want your mind ripped left , right and Centre and want your body to peak and fall countless times in one night . I want to feel our raw animalism alongside our heartstopping passion. . I want you to feel beautifully sexual and sensual . I want to open every padlocked closet of your fantasy palace and explore whatever treats you have locked away. I will never be satisfied with the ordinary , never just want a part of your heart or a part of your body . I want your every barrier stripped , every veil lifted , until me and you lust each other like wild animals and passionately fucking intertwined , my pleasure giving you your pleasure , your pleasure giving me mine !

© themysticdom2016



Reflections of a Goddess



As I Sit back and watch her
With thoughts that make me ponder
Watching herself in the mirror
I feel does she ever wonder ?

Does she ever realise
that what makes her whole
Would she ever know
What lies in her soul

Has she found out about the garden
Deep somewhere in her heart
That blooms a million flowers
I admire , Like a work of art

Does she even know
the flames that she burns
To be comforted in its warmth
my cold heart yearns

And what about the whirlwind
A storm of a different kind
The passion that evokes out
Nowhere , will I ever find !

How can I miss that waterfall
A pouring of her thoughts
Memories of a beautiful time
& also of her battle fought

How do I tell her
that she is a poetry in flow
to complete her rhapsody
a million tunes tow

How do I tell her
that beautiful are her scars
For she stood strong amidst
fighting her own wars

As she strips her red dress
Knowing that I watch her
Teasing my chain of thoughts
Her lovely back lures

And she knows that
I cannot resist !
Walking into her trap
Pouring that red wine
Only to lovingly lap

Marking her back
with a trail of my lips
Crushing the rose
as its nectar seeps

But would she ever know
what turns on my mind
Is the fact that whenever I seek my high
Her soul , is the only place I find !

In her , lies the wine
In her , lies the rose
She is my purity in poetry
She is my passion in prose

© themysticdom 2016







Raw Lust


I  have  you gripped down  , torn the clothes off, ripped, shredded.   Tied up, gagged almost motionless as you feel my sucking hot lips and teeth everywhere. Digging  poignant pain that penetrates down to the last corner of your soul. No escape, only feeling. Fingernails deep into your  flesh drawing  bizarre patterns of my lust for you as our senses get immersed in an unreal sensual orgy.

My fingers crawl past your lips  . You suck at them, as if it means life to you .  They wander down , along every inch of your curves , pressing into you .  You moan in sweet pain only to  hear me laugh in my mind . In the spaceless silence begins a roaring rhapsody of bodies  mixed with  raw touches, everywhere and nowhere. You are  losing grip ! “Where Am I ?What trip is this ? Where do you take me , Sir ? “  

Your head is so empty , about to explode into  infinity ,  incomprehensive as I drill deeper and harder into you . You no longer exists in body . There is nothing in front of your eyes as they blur  into nothingness .  The trip goes higher , the pounding harder . I can hear your mind say ; “ Take me till last,   take me whole, take me all , tear me open, love me, ravish me, kill me  ; let me drink drown in to us till I feel no more .. no more… no more …”

© themysticdom 2014


The Night of the Storm


 That night…. there was a storm !

More than outside…. it was within HER .

It rained heavily making her soul wet .

The lightning struck only to electrify her deepest desires.

Her senses had aroused to peaks of orgasmic ecstasy 

The air was sinfully carnal

And she breathe passion in her every whiff

She was on a trip heaven

And now …there was no looking back .

Only HE could tame the wild beast in her !

 On that night …when there was a storm !

© themysticdom 2014

Mirror Mirror


Mirror mirror …on the wall
Now that you are seeing it all

Watch how he grooves. His passionate thrusts
A scene of love… Yet pure lust

His every move… Digging deep
My sweet nectar… Slowly seeps

Breaks my mind… Makes me free
The journey into…ecstasy

Each passing thrusts.. Knows no sane bound
Digging deeper… Round after round..

My lips twitched … Moan a sigh
Am in heaven… I wont lie

“Yes Master ….Dig in more
Tear me apart….feel my core”

“Feel me places… Deep within
My Souls seeks peace… In sensual sin”

“Take me higher…. Like never before
soar me away….wash me ashore”

Finally I can…. take no more
As he gets ready ..For a final roar

As we cum … In a synchro scene
Losing senses…  Like never been

Filling each other… Down the lane.
Both drenched… In orgasmic rain

Thats some love… Into I have been !!!
Tell me Mirror …..Have you ever seen ?

Mirror Mirror ..on the Wall 😉

© themysticdom 2014

The Master’s Mark


Clamped Nipples

Sending ripples

Tied and bound

All around

Shoved and gagged

With the Master’s tag

Waiting for his next move

Passionate kinky love

With a mind like his

Deliciously dark

Wonder the way

He will leave his Mark !


© themysticdom 2014

Spank that (canv)Ass


The (canv)ass  awaits
the Master’s strokes
and the way he does it
Seperates the man from the blokes

For I may be chained
but am not bound
in my silence
Lies my sound !

He paints me in colors
of myriad hues
My body glistens
like petal with dews

His hold on me
Confirming !!!
He looks at me
Riveting !!!

His hands roam
to know my curve
He raises one
to shower his love

His spank splashes
with shades of red
“Oh Sir , One more ”
I coyly Said

He handsomely oozes
a knowing smile
The (canv)ass now will be painted
In the Master’s style 😉



© themysticdom 2014



Lucky will be the Soul


Lucky will be the soul
Who has your will
maketh you complete
Your cup, he fills

For you , I can see
offer it all
For rise, you will
Even in fall

You kneel your body
In poise and grace
You honor me
And I humbly respect

Your will, your strength
Not your weaker self
You choose the path
And plan the way

Even in Bondage
You are free of will
My Command , My Orders
But your word, seals

You are not lesser
But higher than me
Empathy , the Virtue
A promise from me

You will be first
In the scene I make
Your Safety , Your Concern
Will be always at stake

You will be pleasured
In the stroke of a cane
And soothe , I shall
To ease your pain

You will be tied in ropes
You will be Pulled and gagged
You will be my lovely pet
and my name , collar tagged

Give in to me
For I will take care
and make you explore heights
only a real man dares

Lucky will be the soul
Who has your will

© themysticdom 2014


Daddy’s Love




Oh My Sir !!! He is such a mean daddy !!!! he is too bad !!!  He is a big  meanie! He sits in his chair with his gazing eyes on to my luscious body while he thinks of choosing the toys that will treat me well.  I, of course, am in the corner. Pouting. It seems like I’m spending a lot of time in the corner lately. He use to only put me here when he got too angry to deal with me which was very seldom.

I know Daddy and I have an odd relationship that most people don’t understand but that’s fine with me.  He intrigued me like no Man no did before and I accepted him as my Master . The first time he bent me over His knee and paddled my ass, I knew I was in love. Daddy has always believed in punishment and reward, not anger and screaming . Thank god,  He isn’t bad very often.

Now me on the other hand… I am always in trouble. I am a very mischievous kitten and sometimes down right bratty. Like today, a couple of friends of mine from work asked me and Daddy to join them for some drinks and possibly dancing. When I asked Daddy if we could go,  He said no. Well I really wanted to go, and since he wanted to treat me like a child, I threw a temper tantrum like one, stomping feet and all. Daddy looked almost shocked.

“Really Baby  ? Go to your corner.” He said in almost a dismissive way. I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest, a pout turning my bottom lip down as my eyebrows knitted together.

“But Daddy its not fair. We never go anywhere!” I pouted.

“Baby  I will not talk to you when you are like this. Go to your corner!” He ordered. I stomped my foot and shook my head.

“No Daddy. Tell me why we can’t go out with my friends.” Daddy’s jaw clenched tight and my heart raced. His eyes grew cold, and I felt my palms grow sweaty. To tell daddy “NO ” means big trouble. He slowly rose from the chair and every instinct inside me was screaming, kneel and beg for forgiveness. But I stood my ground. We have been invited out every week this month and not gone once.

“Kitten.” He drawled out into almost three syllables making it a warning, which I should have been smart and took because he never gives out second chances. My nerves of steel were rapidly turning to jelly. I licked my lips and gulped, I struggled to fight all my instincts not to kneel at his feet, not to say I’m sorry, not to beg and cry. Instead I took a deep breath forced my eyes to meet his and straightened out my shoulders.

“We never go anywhere, we never have company, I haven’t even met any of your friends. Are you ashamed of me?” I asked, Daddy’s eyes widened and He stepped back as if I had slapped him. I could actually see the hurt look change, as his eyes suddenly turned hard and determined again. He suddenly surged forward and wrapped his hand into my  hair. With a quick yank he shook my head for emphasis then glared down at me. His eyes boring deep into mine, sending chills down my back. With a snarl, his word cam out as a growl.

“PRESENT.” That one word stopped my heart. Looking deep into those piercing black eyes, the hard as steel clenched jaw, the snarling lip, I gulped and knew not to argue again. Slowly I began to shift my body to bend at the waist but Daddy didn’t think I was moving fast enough so with his hand still wrapped in my hair he quickly pushed my face into the couch cushion and held me tightly down. With his other hand he gripped the back of my pants and yanked them downward in one quick motion.

My body shuddered with anticipation. I knew what was coming and no matter how much I clenched my butt cheeks this was going to hurt. I gripped the couch cushion and prepared myself for the spanking.

Daddy’s hand came down hard and swift across both my ass cheeks repeatedly. I shuffled from foot to foot with each smack but I refrained from sobbing out. He gave me 6 slaps to each cheek. The slaps growing harder and harder each set, the last one was right in the middle catching a tender part of my pussy. My knees buckled inward causing me to move away.

It was only then that I sobbed out simply because I knew he was going to start the spanking all over again. He grabbed my hips and yanked me back roughly pulling my ass up higher in the air.

“Don’t fucking move.” He scolded me in a growl. I whimpered and braced myself for the next 6 slaps these coming even harder and faster than the last. Tears filled the brim of my eyes yet refused to spill. After the last slap stung my hot abused ass his hand gently caressed the red and swollen globes.

“Get these clothes off  MY body!” He ordered then left the room. I quickly undressed and stood with my head down waiting patiently for His return. When He finally returned He had chosen  the nipple clamps, ball gag, and a butt plug. I whimpered as my arms automatically crossed over my chest hiding my already perked up nipples.

“You are really trying my patience today Baby “. He snapped as he slapped my arms. I flinched and lowered my arms back to my sides. Daddy put the ball gag and plug down and untangled the chain on the nipple clamps. My body shook with fear as I repeatedly sobbed.

“I’m sorry daddy.” Over and over I whispered softly afraid to speak louder afraid that I’d scream and cry. My overly sensitive nipples cause me to hate the nipple clamps more than anything else Daddy has introduced me to yet.

“Not yet Baby  , but soon.” He threatened. The tears spilled over the brim of my eyes and softly trickled down my cheeks. He stepped up and clamped one of my sensitive nipple. I squealed out as pain shot through my tit deep into my chest. I flinched violently back. Daddy’s face set into a hard grimace then He smiled and I knew He already had a punishment in mind for me. In one quick movement He tugged the chain and the clamp snapped off my now throbbing nipple.

“Ahhh!!” I screamed out. Daddy grabbed my jaw and pulled me up onto my tip toes. His hard eyes boring into mine.

“I swear to god I will gag that pretty fucking mouth of yours. Now shut the fuck up and Don’t you dare move again.” He demanded.

“I’m sorry daddy.” I gasped as I fought the urge to rub my stinging nipple. His three fingertips dug into my jaw almost painfully, he always makes sure his strength is kept just shy of painful, his lips came down and gently caressed mine. My heart shuttered, my breath caught in my throat, my muscles turned to mush.

His kiss always sends me over the edge. And it always takes me a moment to regain my composure after the kiss ended. Daddy’s hand caressing my breasts pulling roughly on my nipples. Electricity shot through my body and stopped at my throbbing cunt. This time when the clamps pinched closed I gritted my teeth but I didn’t dare move or cry out, and Daddy was kind enough to do both nipples at the same time. It takes more concentration on His part but lessens the length of pain time for me. The gesture did not go unnoticed. He knows how much I hate the nipple clamps yet somewhere deep I love them .

His lips once again came down but this time passed up mine, as His teeth dug into my neck my knees buckled but He was prepared as He scooped me up into His arms pulling me tightly to Him. My throbbing swollen clamped nipples grazed across His shirt and I wanted to scream, every touch felt like 1000s of needles stabbing my poor sensitive nipples. My breathing was fast and hard some of it to do with the clamps but most of it because I was so close to Him.

“You shouldn’t say hurtful things to your daddy.” He whispered in my ear as he tugged roughly on the chain.

“PRESENT.” He ordered and I whimpered but obeyed as I bent over the couch, burying my face into the cushion, arching my back, I knew what was coming. He grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them apart, one finger circled my tender asshole. I flinched as He spit on it and whimpered as His finger dipped in then out then in again. When He pulled His finger completely out I felt empty.

“Oh  kitten,  your asshole looks so damn good. Opening and closing and flexing, just begging for my cock.” He moaned as He played with my ass. I whimpered again and wiggled my ass back toward Him.

“Oh look at you, you little whore, wiggling that ass for me. Wanting my cock to fill it?” He asked. I whimpered and nodded. Suddenly I felt the cool tip of the silicone rubber dildo pushing against my tender asshole. I cried out as my asshole stretched open allowing the thick phallus to penetrate.

“Shut up and take it.” He snarled at me. I took a deep breath and bit my bottom lip and grunted again as He slowly pushed it deeper and deeper until it was deep into my bowels. When it was completely in, He swatted my tender filled bottom. I dug my fingertips into the couch and bit my lip so hard I tasted blood but I remained silent.

“This is MINE! To do what I want, Whenever I want. If you understand this, SAY YES SIR!”  He said in a threatening growl. I cringed down trying to make myself small and hoping for invisibility.

“Yes Sir.” I squealed out. When he was finished preparing my body he gripped the chain that hung between my breast and pulled me into an upright position.

“Ok kitten, this is your last chance. Are you going to go to your corner?” He asked. Keeping my ashamed eyes focused on the carpet I nodded.

“Yes Daddy.” I said in a tiny voice that clearly said daddy, as always, won.

“Good.” He said and stepped to the side pointing to my dreaded corner.

“And while you are there you are to think about how you spoke to me, because it hurt my feelings that you could ever think I’m ashamed of you. I always say no, because I don’t want to share you with anyone yet. What we have is too new to share with anyone besides I want to be proud when I introduce my obedient kitten to my friends.”  He emphasized obedient to drill it home.

A lump rose in my throat as my heart broke and tears streamed down my cheeks.

So here I am kneeling in the corner stuffed and clamped, listening to the music playing, I can hear the wet slapping of Daddy stroking His cock. I know its part of my punishment. He’s so angry He’d rather stroke it then to have my mouth. Tears spilled down my cheeks as guilt hit me. I knelt there until my legs grew numb and the need to pee grew too intense to sit still.

“Baby  , Go pee then get your mouth on this cock and apologize.” He ordered. I wasted no time in jumping to obey, a smile lifting my lips because I knew that Daddy was no longer angry at me and once his cum fills my belly, his forgiveness will be given, as is the way.