- Erotic Poetry
- The Journey
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I remember the moment, on went the light,
My personal WOW! The emotions took flight.
From the beginning, it has always been
an obsession, a fantasy, a strange kind of dream,
A constant companion, the thoughts always there,
But a secret to keep though and not one to share.
Was I a pervert, or crazy, or odd?
I had to be older to find that I’m not,
I waited and waited, would it be fun?
I was into my 20s before getting it done.
Anticipation, excitement and impending dread,
‘What was I thinking?’ has entered my head.
A local mistress, she peeled back the layers.
My clothing, my emotions, I was now one of the players.
Totally naked, I lay over her knee,
hand and slipper, but of course there’s a fee.
Many a spanking but gaps on the year,
vanillary waters are difficult to steer.
A partner who spanked would have been great,
but alas, that fantasy would not be my fate.
I still get a thrill at the thought of a spanking,
my favourite Lady is now who I am thanking.
Now over 60, the urge is still there,
over her knee and my bottom still bare,
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