Delicious Derrieres

Does it tease, Sir, when this girl look away,
To leave You to focus and think?
Do You feel that pet should not play?
Or her bottom will be spanked so pink?

She might understand Your desire
To burn ownership on those flanks;
And she might softly, sweetly enquire,
Thanking You for all of those spanks;

Those You give her when, over Your knee,
Along with cane marks that address her tears
Noisy swishes mean You don't hear the plea
For You to desist - stop the fears!

These escalate as You get brusque
And insist that pets have to get used...

*moustique*
 
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Does it tease, Sir, when I look away,
To leave you to focus and think?
Do you feel that I should not play?
Or my bottom should be spanked so pink,
I might understand your desire
To burn ownership on my flanks?
And I might softly, sweetly enquire,
Should I thank you now for all those spanks
You will give me when, over your knee,
And the cane marks that address my tears
While ensuring you don't heed my plea
For you to desist - stop the fears
That escalate as you get brusque
And insist that I have to get used...

*moustique*
One of your better poems...well done!
 
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