 | Women's backsides, smarting backsides Whipped in holiday style In the air there's A feeling of spanking Paddles swinging, bottoms stinging She'll not sit for a while And on every sore bottom you'll hear Leather belts, leather belts It's spanking time now my pretty Sting-a-ling, hear them zing Soon it will be time for play Panty drop nights Dancing crop bites Make a bright red unseen As the spankers give more of their pleasures Feel the strap crack Hear the loud smack It's the spankos' big scene And above all this slapping you'll hear Leather belts, leather belts It's spanking time now my pretty Sting-a-ling, hear them zing Soon it will be time for play |
Friday, December 23, 2005
Leather Belts
You'll never believe what I've come up with now. It's another dopey holiday song parody!
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I didn't comment on The Twelve Days of (Spanko) Christmas yet, because I can't keep telling you how spanks-truly sexy all your parodies are... yes I can! they are all spanks-truly sexy! So is Leather Belts; but I'm going to bother you with a familiar question: what is the name of the original song? Maybe Lisa will beat you to it and answer me first.
Frankly - Thank you! Sorry about the lack of explanation. The name of the original song is "Silver Bells."
I just want to know when the CD will come out. I think we know where the percussion to the music will come from.
Marcus
Marcus - The challenge will be to find musicians who can be both a skilled singer and a finely tuned percussion instrument at the same time!
You've helped to make my season bright! These parodies have been the best. Merry Christmas to you and Randy.
Thanks, Bonnie, I'll enjoy comparing your version to the original... there's something about these parodies that makes them have a greater impact than the originals... could it be the zippy zing zing that goes a-ring a-ding ding... or... the smacky-bot bot of the sex-pot pot. No offence intended, Bonnie, I'm sure you'll understand.
I think that Storm Rider's idea for the harmonization between men and women should be legalized, normalized, globalized and realized; I'll volunteer for as many tours of overlap-duty as necessary to hit our target. We should seek sponsorship from Spanktazia and Smackmania, and make our case at the U.N.
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the town Her pleas could be heard as her panties came down.
“Oh Santa, dear Santa, don’t spank me, I pray! I’ll be ever so good, starting right from today!”
But Santa just chuckled, “I’ve heard that before From many a bad girl with bottom so sore
As she wriggles and squirms ‘neath his hand’s hearty sting. But a promise like that - why, it means not a thing.
What matters, dear One, as you’ll very soon see is that you should be spanked across Santa’s broad knee
Till your sassy bare bottom is burning bright red! And with that, the old fellow did just as he’d said,
And proceeded to spank her with all of his might till her yelps echoed loud in the cold frosty night,
And each swat, ringing out like a loud pistol shot, turned her soft, round bottom increasingly hot.
Then, when she’d been hand-spanked with many a smack, the jolly old fellow reached into his sack
He produced a fine paddle of well-seasoned wood. “Now, this is the thing that makes naughty girls good.”
He remarked with a grin. “And I think you’ll soon find how effective it feels on a soft, tender behind!”
“Oh please, Santa! No more!” she cried in dismay, but the paddle cracked down without further delay,
And despite all her protests and wailings and shrieks it soon deepened the blush on her squirming, rear cheeks.
Poor Dear how she wriggled but all was vain, for the paddle descended again and again
Till her bouncing bare bottom was sizzling and sore and as red as the costume that Santa Claus wore.
But at last he relented allowing her to rise, hugged her warmly while wiping the tears from her eyes,
And murmuring, “There, it’s all over, my dear!” rubbing soothing cool cream on her blazing, hot rear.
Then he exclaimed, “Well Miss, your sweet bottom so curved has had the sound spanking it so richly deserved.
From now on, I’m sure, I don’t need to explain, if you’re good then I shan’t have to spank you again.
But if you are naughty - remember, my dear, that Santa keeps watch for the whole of the year!”
Then smiling, he shouldered his bulging big sack, and sent her away with a crisp farewell smack.
So she hurried to bed with satisfaction you know. With a song in her heart and her bottom aglow
And a sense that all manner of things were all right. but she slept facing down on her tummy that night.
(Author unknown.)
Janeen - Yes, I figured you'd be partial to that little ditty!
CeeCi - Thanks. Too many people, for whatever reasons, are sad around the holidays. If I can make someone's day a little brighter, I welcome that opportunity.
Storm - LOL. I have no idea!
Frankly - Greater impact? Yes, I suppose they do.
Anon - Thanks. To give credit where credit is due, I believe I read that version on The Spanking Blog.
hey bonnie, just wondering, what do you think is worse, getting paddled or getting the belt? Im stacy, i get both alot...I just got the belt spanking of my life last night. I've never cried so hard. I was just wondering what you think is worse..
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