DoggyStyle Gallery Vol. 2

As you can see, I seem to be
In a bit of a pickle: the belt's
High grade leather,
For your spanking pleasure:
A pleasure that is bound to be felt;

I suspect that the feeler
Is like to be me, Sir,
The one in the pickle; recall
How I made you cross, I now give a toss,
But the crossness will fade with each welt.

Méli
A picture's a picture; all it will be,
Unless of course, the Marvelous Melí
With her words, rightly fashioned,
Gives it purpose and passion:
She's the Mistress of Word sorcery!
 
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