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Click hereSmack!
Thank you Sir.
The fire radiates, spreads its glow
A mark, this time, to behold
As you caress the soreness away
Smack!
Thank you Sir
Same spot, same pain
But more, more, more
As I struggle to keep still
Smack!
Thank you Sir
A new spot a new pain
And still the same pain
And this time I cringe
Smack! Smack!
Does it hurt little girl?
Yes Sir.
Thank you Sir.
Smack! Smack!
Thank you Sir.
My flesh a study in
Contrasts of red against white
It arouses you to see it
Smack! Smack!
Thank you Sir.
Then a kiss on a welt
And your hands are soft
Slowly easing my hurt
Caress
Thank you Sir.
Drifting slowly away
From the pain but I wish,
I wish, I wish…
SMACK! SMACK!
Oh God Thank you Sir
skittles_lm
11-13-07
I loved this poem, it made me sort of hot..something I rarely admit to a poem being able to do, lol
good work!!
NJ
a spanking without knowing how much blood has engorged her genitalia.
A little fantasy piece on the pleasures of pain administered by a loving Master.