Santa's got it wrong
How can I be on your naughty list, after all the good I've done this year, I've made her cum so many times, brought her pleasure, pain and fear
I've given many beatings, tied her up so nice and tight, how can you ignore my deeds, on this Christmas night
Have you not been watching, as she's cum so fast and hard, I'm gutted I'm on your naughty list, don't think you'll get a card
No mince pie, or glass of milk, laying near my Christmas tree, unless the Elves do a Donald Trump and have a recount just for me
This year I've been a very good Dom, I bought her toys, some cuffs, a cage, everything a Submissive needs to relieve her sexual rage
So Santa go back to your list, take another real good look, take me off your naughty list, I should be top of the good boy book
My Submissive is real happy, she always has a smile, I treat her with the upmost respect, I even hold her for a while
Aftercares important, i want her to feel she is the one, once she's had a spanking, I always rub her bum
Caring, guidance and protection is so high upon my list, surely that makes me a good boy, whose been put on the naughty list
So when I wake Christmas morning, I'm hoping you've seen the error of your ways and you have left new sex toys, so that we can have a play
Ron
