Posted by Glad to help on July 11, 2010 at 22:38 [69.115.231.187]
In Reply to: The Silent Scream posted by Terry Nappies on July 10, 2010 at 14:31
Nice poem TN! Your words, "silent scream" had me going in an entirely different direction, which inspired me to pen my own version based on your style.
Folks, the below poem describes a fictitious (albeit erotic) abduction and confinement diaper scenario. Please skip this post if these kinds of kinks upset you. And again, its fiction folks -- not real life.
There was once a time
safe and sublime
for the gal now locked in a cage
down in my basement, throttling in rage
She was gal of twenty-five
Her life was vibrantly alive
Platinum poker straight hair
that breezed in the autumn air
Her eyes were deep blue
with the brightest sparkle too
But that sparkle went away
forever on her abduction day
Awoke and found herself held down
A cold steel bar around
her neck, she couldn't sit up
Her hands in metal cuffs
Cuffs fastened to the same bar around
her neck, she squirmed, then aloud
weeped like an infant, her agonized cries
muffled into a gag, slowly became but sighs
Until she could cry no more
Nor pull at her cuffs, her eyes explored
She was trapped in a prison bed
Bars all around from feet to head
She sobbed again, til quiet from her lips
In silence she noticed a noise from her hips
She craned her head and arched her spine
Looking, she uttered a gutteral cry
She writhed and flailed her hyper
legs, desperate to remove the diaper
taped snugly between her legs
Suddenly, her cries turned to begs
"Puhleeeze not that." she pled
"Anything but that." I thought she said
Through her pacified silent scream
She awoke to a nightmarish dream
Years from now, just maybe
She will accept she's again a baby
Until then, I'll be quite happy
Keeping her confined in her crib and nappy
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