His Cheap Slut

She is his cheap slut and she loves it so,
She never stops to count the mounting cost
Of marks upon her rear; she knows each blow
Is free of charge and warms her; as the frost
Of winter chills her marrow to the bone,
She can relax, enjoying ev'ry slap
That lands upon her arse; she loves the tone
In which she's spoken to; across that lap,
She lays where he can use her all the day,
Then bends to make the amends by genuflection
She's clever with her fingers: she can play
And tease him as she tends to his erection,
Until he comes: she swallows, her mouth shut;
She loves it so: for she is his cheap slut.