- Erotic Poetry
- My Lady's Hairbrush
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\My Lady’s hairbrush held by the sweetest of hands
With that hairbrush does my lady discipline her man
For her I will be physically and emotionally stripped
And naked before her to be spanked and whipped
Punished by the woman I love with all my heart and head
Continuous spanks on my bare bottom turning it very red
And as the blows rain upon my exposed posterior
All my emotions flow to pour from interior
I weep like a baby over my lovely lady’s thighs
And then held while crying I look into her eyes
Then comes comfort and precious words never to mock
While my bottom is sore I feel the hardening of my cock
I love my lady’s hairbrush for with it she gives me love
Like a goddess who condescends from above
To show me attention and discipline sublime
Letting me know that she is ever mine
Dreams of being over her lovely lap bare to the blow
And as offerings to her beauty my tears and semen flow
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