Spanking Haiku

What, I wondered, have I never shared on the blog? Haiku! Let's try that.

Spanks seem bad to some But they're really great for me Want to tell the world When I am the bad girl Receive all that I deserve My heart is fulfilled Hard swats coming soon Lift my skirt and get in place Wait to feel impact Accepting each sting Shocking yet familiar Holding on so firm Punishment over My lover carried me through Cling to him always

Poem: Thinking about a Spanking

Randy promised me a good spanking tonight. As you can probably discern, I'm really looking forward to it!

Thinking about a Spanking Pondering, wandering, in a trance Sitting, waiting, lost my pants Soon we'll start our spanking dance Nothing can be left to chance Humming, tapping, sing along Old familiar bedroom song I want you to come on strong That is why I wore this thong Spanking makes my heart beat fast Unleashing needs deep and vast Fate is sealed and die is cast Time is almost here at last Hear the sound of our front door Now my spirits start to soar Want it all and even more Let’s go down in spanking lore Now you are right next to me And your lust is plain to see For my lock, you have the key But first I go over knee Rubbing round and round, such fun Soon I’ll be a conquest won Slap a little, swat a ton Hold me tight until you’re done Whacking, stinging, burning heat Give it rhythm, keep the beat Striking hard upon my seat Ow! That hurts, for love of Pete Feel the wallop, love it so Now my rear begins to glow Hard is good, I’m sure you know Make your mark and let it show Bottom soft and paddle firm On your lap, I serve my term Make me cringe and watch me squirm With your spanks, our love confirm All spanked out, there’s no more fight Proved your point, I know you’re right Sate my carnal appetite Take me, hold me, all the night

Happy St. Paddy's Day From MBS

What could be better for St. Patrick's Day than some new spanko Limericks?

I know a young man with a crop With black leather looping on top It strikes with a pow And shows her just how It's good to take care when you shop There once was a gal named Heather Who loved all things made from leather With belts for her jeans And whips for her scenes She even used hide for her tether There once was a girl from Cape Mear Endowed with a most shapely rear When shake it she would Her man smacked it good And all of the townsfolk would cheer

If you're truly in the spirit, you can find more of my spanko limericks here and here.

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The Poetry of Paddles in Motion

Sometimes, I feel like yelling from the rooftop. I’d like to scream, “My husband just spanked my bare bottom and made love to me, and it was fantastic! Yippee!”

However, all that carrying on would surely start the neighbors talking. Worse yet, I’m simply too old to be falling off the roof. Therefore, I’ll choose to do my crowing right here.

A Beat Poem
(or a Rhyming Spanko’s Stream of Consciousness…)

Swinging for the fences Come and swat me now Raise the spanko census Say it with a pow! Put me in position Pull my panties down Be my own musician Make the sweetest sound Take me in your strong arms Over lap I’ll turn Show all your male charms Let me feel the burn Now ignite a big flame Right upon my skin Make me call out your name Trying not to grin Spank me 'til I'm toasted Bruises are all right For you this is posted Be my love tonight! When the spanking is done Snuggle close to me Now begins the real fun Let us roll with glee

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