Spankings make my spirit glow
Cause my pulse to race
Across your lap I gladly go
Smile upon my face
Make it hurt and make it hard
Want to feel that way
Lift my skirt and drop my guard
Paddle has its say
Paint my bottom rosy red
I deserve it all
Put that lecture in my head
And let me feel small
Medicine I take from you
Lessons that I learn
Pain is not the point, it’s true
I still feel the burn
Bend over, assume the stance
Orders from my guy
Stay in place and stop that dance
Not easy to comply
Love to be the naughty one
Maybe more than once
Spank again until I’m done
It’s my comeuppance
Feel your loving on my rear
All that sting and ache
Those sensations are so dear
I need never fake
In a corner I must stand
Pondering my fate
When I feel your soothing hand
Everything is great
I’ll remember when I sit
How you punished me
I love that you never quit
'Til you help me see
I am happy as your wife
Every day is good
Spankings make a lovely life
When you swing the wood
5 comments :
Love it Bonnie! You are so clever with words.
Hugs
Roz
Roz - Thank you. I gave this loving tribute to Randy and do you know what he did? He spanked me! I guess I asked for that.
LoL, love it Bonnie. You didn't expect anything less did you? :)
My wife always said she love me and spankings are her way of insuring I know that it is her way of showing it. She said that her Mother told her, husbands will be naughty little boys and if you love him as your husband, then when he is a naughty little boy, Mommy stills loves them and Mommy should spank so he knows that. When facing the wall, a very sore spanked bare bottom, unable to rub, I tell Mommy I'm sorry, she then will have me sit on her lap, rub my bottom and reminds me she loves me so much that spankings just show it. Jack
Jack - Sometimes love hurts and sometimes that's OK.
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