I need to be spanked

I need to be spanked, yes, again and again,
So whip me and slap me and please use the cane,
I can't help being naughty; I cannot desist,
From desires confirming I'm a masochist;
I'll bend over your table, your sofa, your chair,
I'll pull up my skirt: you can baste me there,
Strip off my bra: I'll spread and surrender,
You can bruise my tits until they're quite tender;
Please pull down my panties: see they are damp,
And look at those nipples in need of a clamp,
I want the feeling of each loving welt,
You inflict as you flicked your beautiful belt;
Accessorise my body with marks,
You can strike me in public: in gardens and parks,
Please humiliate me, show off my puss,
Put me on a lead, with a choker or truss
Me up with ropes - I so love the burns
On my wrists, throat and ankles, it really turns
Me into your plaything; I will be your bitch,
With a need to exceed and fulfil every wish
You have when you greet me and regard my form,
Consider me naked, look on with scorn,
Your sadism matters: it makes me complete,
My clothing just scatters, I want you to beat
Don't think of the anguish if you strike my cheek,
I'm here for your using, I'm willing; I'm meek,
I'm not pretending; I so like the pain,
I need to be spanked, yes, again and again.