Thank you very much
I have been a bad, bad boy, I suppose I deserve a spanking, I won't put up a struggle Miss, it's you I should be thanking
I love it when I feel the sting of when your paddle meets my skin, i get so turned on by it, my mind runs off to sin
The sound of the landing, it makes a type of boom, you then will hear me crying out, being echoed through the room
Crying out in ecstasy, endorphins go crashing through my brain, then you'll here me whisper, "Thank you miss, please strike me yet again"
Pain gives me so much pleasure, we use it as a sexual toy, I get off on you spanking me, I am your kinky boy
You can tie me up, pin me down, I'll lay across your knee, I'll get in any position you want, any spanking pleases me
But if I had to pick one style, it would be across your knee, and the feeling of your bare hand, crashing down on me
So spank me hard baby, I love to feel you dish out pain, once you've left a lovely hand print, can you do it once again
I love the bruises you leave on me, the welts are sore to touch, I love it when I can't sit down, so thank you very much
THE KINKY POET