It's a relief to know her jeans
Are undone, readied for descent;
The gliding smoothness, surely means
She's to be spanked - he won't relent;
Hearing his voice - it seems muffled
(Given she is bowed and bent
Over his knee) - he's seems unruffled
And placid, yet this feels intent;
Discerning, he will grasp the mettle
And will ensure fresh marks will rank;
Once he's stripped her jeans, she'll settle,
Aware there's earth and sea to thank.
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