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Click hereHer back is curved, her bottom's raised; he'll press
Possessively against her as he reaches,
To touch the hem and slowly raise her dress,
Spanking her arse so hard, it surely teaches
Her lessons that should have been learnt long back,
When she first came to him: her thoughts demure,
Before she had an inkling he'd attack
Her rear with such harsh vigour, every smack
Leaves ruddy marks upon her flanks; each welt
Fading away, in time, to be replaced
By such unblemished tints, a heart should melt;
She knows the punishment meted is laced
With ardent, loving thoughts; though all he's praised
Is the curve of her backside when it's raised.