Needing Magic

Needing Magic

She needs more spanking now; and we just feel
That hand and bottom flesh must coincide;
Across her fretful, feeling, bare backside,
Connecting hard and painful and so real;
Let’s see her bending form sway; We will steal
All other routes, so she must find her way,
Edging from further challenge, she will stay
Obedient, with quivering appeal.

There is a magic found in her restraint:
A whimper, then a cry and then a tear,
That drips to puddle wetly on the floor,
Yet, she will bear it all without complaint,
She loves the bruises forming on her rear,
And we now feel: she just needs spanking more.