Stripes

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I pick it up,
Long, thin and smooth,
My cane.

She lies in wait,
Outwardly calm,
Anxious.

I tap her calves,
her thighs, her back.
All Mine.

her muscles tense,
Then ease, ready,
For more.

Swish through the air,
Rattan meets flesh,
Harder.

One clear red line,
Shows on her ass,
Glowing.

Hitting again,
The cane whips down,
Fiercely.

She moans each time,
Pain or pleasure?
Both mix.

I watch her face,
See her limit,
And stop.

I pull her up,
I hold her close,
she weeps.

she surrenders,
she is all Mine,
Released.

I turn her back,
Knowing what’s there,
To see.

My marks are bright,
Red on white skin,
her stripes.

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