Leather is the Life for me #ASMSG #Poetry #LeatherLifestyle #BDSM

Mad Hatter

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I live this life because I must

I feel it’s what is just

A life of honesty and love

A life that fits me like a glove

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I’m a girl through and through

and being in service makes me who?

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Me… just me

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Mad Hatter 1

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Slave is just a label

of which I’m not sure I’m able

to accept…

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I’m more than just that by definition

I transition…

into partner

friend

relationship mend-er

An advice giver

sometimes, even a rule bender

a positive energy sender

and for those I love, a true defender

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Leather means way more than a piece of clothing or what I wear

it’s how I care,

it’s how I share,

it’s how I dare… to love.

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My life is lived with that of integrity

I’m in it for the longevity

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The camaraderie means the world to me

The family aspect has become the key

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Leather is the life for me.

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Leather is my life

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Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

Copyright 2013

Back Porch Conversations…  #Poetry #WomenMatter #HistoryMatters 

I’m missing someone very much! I lost a dear friend 2 weeks ago this past Saturday, before he passed I’d just decided I was running for WILL (Women’s International Leather Legacy). While it’s a contest, it’s also a historian position which rocks my world! Where we came from directs where we are going and how we succeed, so I’m dedicated to fulfilling the promise I made to Sir Bill Willard. I miss you! 💋

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Back Porch Conversations…

by Penelope Jones

 

While I feel proud of what I’ve done. 

Will it be enough to become… Me?

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Are the back porch conversations enough time to relive history?

Or will it remain a mystery?

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Can I get the facts in 20-30 minute conversations in less then 72 hours?

Perhaps I have magical powers?

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I’ve been having these conversations, for at least 15 years, on a patio, a bench, or a couch.

I met Leather Women and Men filled with clout

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All from our secret society 

Of the kinky variety.

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None of them knew of me way back when,

But that didn’t matter; they spoke to me like I was akin.

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I met Mama Sandy in the smoking section outside

I wear her pin with pride!

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I hugged the shit out of J Lube Jack

We joke about when I would let him smack… 

my ass!

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My flirting began with Bootpig from afar.

Now, I’d let her keep me in a glass jar…

with air holes, of course!

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I hated canes!

Then Boymeat rocked my world, and I’ve never been the same!

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Lolita Wolf is the best hand spanking I’ve ever had.

I love those I’ve met; it wasn’t a fad!

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I had the privilege of one last back porch conversation with Sir Bill!

And he’s the reason you’ll see me at WILL!

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I’m fulfilling a promise I made to that man.

Because of him, I believe I can!

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#DropsTheMic 

Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

  • Copyright 2015

The Problem #Poetry #ASMSG

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I haven’t even begun, and the rumors are flying
Fuck you!
My soul was dying… inside

I was crying,
And now people are trying

To ruin what never even really started,
The dearly departed?

I’m a person with thoughts and feelings…
It’s time for me to start healing!

I keep to myself
I deal with the hand that life has dealt

I don’t need added drama;
Save it for your momma
Or your Llama.

Seriously, haters beware
Bad Penny’s about had it up to there!

I’m the nicest person ever
Yes, I will endeavor!

You can’t stop what’s meant to be
That’s not how life works, you see!

Destiny has started my journey…

I’m destine for a new start,
To mend my fucked heart,
And to be smart!

P.S. I know it’s my fabulousness that made you talk crap,
Well check out the map!

I’m winning!

Haters gonna hate
And I’m going to alleviate…

The Problem!

Penelope Jones copyright 2013

These are A Few of My Favorite Things… #ASMSG #FavoriteThings

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • I love a good mindfucking before the real thing. 😛

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  • I think I’ll genuinely always be bad, so there has to be someone to love the bad girls, right?

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  • Boots: I love licking them, humping them, and lots of things in between. 🙂

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  • Spank me, and I’m yours.

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  • I love when I’ve been a bad kitty, and I get put in the naughty corner. I’m telling you I could live there. -winks-

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  • It’s true, there are just those people who you know are gonna tie your insides up in knots, but you just can’t help but like them. I know a few of you. -giggles-

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  • One Day… I believe in it!

 

  • Thanks for playing along with A few of My Favorite Things. Hope you enjoyed, and feel free to share a few of your favorite things in the comment section if you’d like. 🙂

 

 

I’m a Keeper! #Poetry #Naughty #ASMSG

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My lips want to tell you a story…
Oh, morning glory!

They whisper sweet nothings across your head…
I push you down on the bed!

They slither past the most sensitive part…
My tongue presses down; this is just the start.

Down they slide…
My tongue did glide

Until my lips went around the bend…
Your head is my throat’s best friend!

Kissing, licking, and then sucking…
All leads to my lips trucking

Up and down your shaft
I can tell you’re going daft!

Faster and faster my story begins to build…
Soon my lips will make you yield!

Pounding into the back of my throat…
I gag and that was all she wrote.

I guzzle to quench a thirst I’ve never felt before…
You whisper, “There’s more…”

Your words made my lips go wild…
You have me beguiled!

My lips told you a story no words could express…
And, I love cleaning the mess!

I’m a keeper!

Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

Copy 2014

I Didn’t Believe in True Love #Poetry #Love #Relationships

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I didn’t believe in true love
I couldn’t believe only you could fit me like a glove.

I’m really not one to judge
I don’t hold a grudge
And even though my mascara you did smudge…

My heart still chooses to thunder out of my chest from your touch
My soul thirsts for your knowledge so much
My mind swirls with thoughts of you, and such.

I loved you from the first dance
You had me at the first glance

Our souls had been waiting to meet one another.
Oh, brother… The sparks did fly!
Oh, me, oh me… Oh my!

I trust you to teach me how to be yours
And I’ll show you how loving each other can open up doors.

I didn’t believe in true love before;
But now I know… I was created to be your whore,
And so much more.

Let’s take a walk… #Poetry #Thoughts #life #love

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Let’s take a walk through a day in the life of my mind…
Please be kind.

The numbers never stop
Am I speeding?
I just passed a cop.

How much time do I have before lunch?
Can I get all the packets in a straight bunch?

Is her hair color too bright?
Do I let my boyfriend be right?
Because I hate to fight!

Oh no! Here come the stairs….
I count them in pairs.

Some nights, I never leave my writing cave.
Odd numbers are my fav.

So many hats transform who I am
But please, don’t call me ma’am.

Is the trash taken out?
My mind fills with doubt!

But, then he calls,
And makes up for it all.

By the time I’m ready for bed
I can barely lift my head.

Yet, my mind seems to never sleep.
It’s always taking the next leap…
With or without me.

I’m playing catch up more often than not.
To settle my mind, I’ve thought of smoking pot,
But I’m afraid I’ll get caught.

I’m way too pretty for jail.
Plus, I’d never hear the end of it
After he paid my bail.

Yep…my mind can think of fifty subjects at one time
Did you know I love lime?

Are you tired? Imagine doing this everyday.
But you know what sucks?
The pay.

Penelope Jones

Copyright 2014