You give me a look that makes me shiver; its all I can focus on and it makes my lips quiver.
I'm sorry Master,
That I did not think faster.
I'm sorry to have disappointed you,
And embarrassed myself too.
I know punishment is in store for me,
After acting so recklessly.
It's my ass that you will smack,
And I hear the whip crack.
One, two, three, four,
But I know there will be more.
You let me take a break,
Leaving me to stand with a dull ache.
Take me, Master, in my ass.
Make me utter words uncharacteristically crass.
Cause me pain;
And teach me to refrain,
From thinking only about my pleasure,
When it's your love that I so dearly treasure.
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