I will find Love again #Poetry #ASMSG

We’re in a sexual revolution

It’s not pollution

 

Sex is as natural as breathing

Desires seething

 

Lives becoming one

Orgasms that come undone

It was fun

 

I miss the days when I called

and you made me your fuck-doll

 

I miss the days when you’d rain down spanks

on my ass.

Why couldn’t it last?

 

All good things must come to an end

even though I miss the way our bodies bend…

 

I’m just reminiscing about what could have been

The way we sinned.

 

I’ll find love again—

 

Don’t you worry.

 

Iniquitous Solace: The Aftermath … Don’t miss the rollercoaster ride! 🙂

Iniquitous Solace- The Aftermath

Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

Copyright 2013

Christmas Eve Special Edition of Little Miss Notoriety’s Advice Column #ASMSG #Holidays #Advice #Christmas

• Happy Holidays you lovely creatures. I hope you’re having a most scrumptious Christmas Eve. Thank you for joining me for this special edition of my advice column.  Tonight is all about how to survive your family during the Holiday Season… Ready? Get set? Go…

• This advice can be used for so many thing during the holiday season… Let’s start with- if your mother asks you to look at the corn on her little toe. Run… fast and hard.  When your mother’s brother’s uncle tries to pry into your love life, because he’s a miserable drunk that can’t get laid. Run… and HIDE. He knows where you live.  When the 2 almost 3-year-old has pooped in his pants, because his parents won’t potty train him, but they didn’t want to hear the lecture of  “why is your kid still in diapers?” Run… before they ask you to help!  And last but certainly not least… When your lovely grandfather pulls out his false teeth and says. “Oh hunny bring me that glass.” Pretend you didn’t hear, and RUN!   I wish I had been given this advice.
  

• First you have twitter and in 140 characters or less you can have a rant over why you hate your family.  Then you have blogs like this, where you can express all that hatred through poetry, prose, or photos.  And last but not least… you got PORN! The internet is for Porn… The Internet is for Porn – Sesame Street Style! – YouTube

• Right… well I’m not posting what I got myself, but I did purchase myself some fabulously naughty gifts and so did Joseph. I can’t wait to get back home to that pole!
• So… that statement is true for giving as well as getting. Take my advice- Don’t be a spoiled rotten brat. If your 80-year-old granny gives you a pair of socks with cats on them, you put them bitches on and wear them like they are stylish! Don’t you hurt that woman’s feelings, or I will come and snatch you up and beat the tar out of you. And not in a fun spanky kinda way. Ask Bruce the Butcher what happens when you cross Little Miss Notoriety!
• Mingle with your co-workers, it’s the only way to find out the dirt.  That is, if you’d like your pick of whom to fuck in town like me.
• You get nothing, when you ask for nothing.  Remember this for future reference.  Nothing is just going to be handed over… Well unless you’re me, and then life just seems to keep overflowing with loveliness. Fuckdoll by day, and Dominatrix by night, I have the perfect life.

• I  disagree.  Mistletoe should be hung with care, no matter where. Hah, I rhymed, Penny would be so proud.  And believe me… Mistletoe hung there, gets the best kisses ever! 

• And last but certainly not least… This is true for Santa, but certainly do not ask Mrs. Claus this question! She’s a prude and is liable to deny you presents for life. She has Santa by a ball, and I heard Bad Penny has the other one.  
• In conclusion… Exercise a month prior to the holidays, and you should buy new running shoes.  When all else fails, the Internet is for Porn! Don’t be an ungrateful bitch/bastard, and have kinky office sex.  Christmas is your traditions and yours to make it what you want. Don’t let someone tell you where to hang your Mistletoe!

P.S. I’m Jill #ASMSG #Poetry

P.S. I’m Jill

by Penelope Jones

 

I slept last night for the first time in ages
I dreamt of you keeping me locked away in cages

 

You seemed to be a Jack-of-all trades
And knew just how these things were made

 

One for when I’ve been a good little girl
You built it to make me feel safe and secure

 

And one for when I’ve been super naughty
I get the black lock, when I’ve been snotty

 

The black one makes me so sad
But I know you wouldn’t do it
if I hadn’t been bad.

 

I have way more fun behind the shiny-silver lock
that means I will get to feel your cock

 

Inside my mouth or shoved through my slit
I know you’ll use the Hitachi on my clit

 

When it’s all said and done
You will have cum

 

And Jill will cum soon after.
P.S. I’m Jill

 

Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

Copyright 2013

Don’t Pollute My Life #Oct #Poetry #ASMSG #Relationships

 

What a tangled web we weave

When we practice to deceive…

 

Words to live by buddy

I found her panties in the study

 

What an idiot you are

I also found her lipstick in my car

 

What you failed to realize

It all could have been a prize

 

If only you had talked to me

Maybe we could still be

 

Opting to lie when the truth’s always better

Gets you a really lovely fuck-off letter

 

One that said…

 

How much you suck

How I don’t wish you luck

How I hope you get fucked…

 

Up the ass…you deserve it!

 

That’s really not true

If you only knew

 

The lies are what sealed your fate

We all three could have went on a date

 

But no, you had to think with your little head

That’s why our relationship’s dead

 

It’s why my heart aches,

Why my body shakes,

And my smiles fake

 

Lies for me are the bitter end

So before you hit send…

 

Give a Hoot!

Don’t Pollute…

 

My life

 

Penelope Jones Copyright 2013

Psst… I’m not a quitter #ASMSG #Poetry #Poem #Moanday

 

It’s morning and of course I’m thinking of you

I’m always thinking of you

. 

Your wants, your desires fill my bed

Your needs, your worries roll around in my head

 . 

I want to take it all away

Tell you it’ll be OK…

.  

But you’ll have none of that

.  

You have been hurt and wronged

For love you have longed

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You refuse to be vulnerable again

So you hide away in your den

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You have a tongue as sharp as a sword

You use it against others when you’re bored

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If I care too much

I’m fucked

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So what!

 . 

You can’t chase me away

I always find a way

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I know you’re trying

But I’m not buying

 . 

Psst… I’m not a quitter, thought you should know.

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Penelope Jones copyright 2013