Oh My Mistress

Oh my sweet Mistress,
I’ve been so very, very bad,
Please discipline me I beg you,
My actions have made you sad.

I know my Mistress loves me,
With each stroke of her riding crop,
I thank her for each stripe received,
And hopes she never stops.

She knows that I’m enjoying,
Receiving my discipline too much,
And places a blindfold on me,
I quiver at her touch.

My cock is at full attention,
She attaches a harness to bind,
I moan a little too loud,
She starts to whip my behind.

“This is not for your amusement!”
She stresses each word with a stroke,
But my excitement keeps building,
“Yes, my Mistress,” I croak.

“Oh please, oh please forgive me,”
With all my feelings I cry,
“I love you my Mistress,”
I issue with a sigh.

Her riding crop has stilled,
Her hand massages my balls,
And I can hear my moans,
They echo off the walls.

Her hands unbinds the harness,
With gentle and loving care,
And when her hands stroke me,
I ejaculate into the air.