Many years ago
Excited but trembling I wasn't sure that i really wanted to play, you want me to flog your skin, in some masochistic way
You tell me just go for it, you say you get off on kinky pain, I gently strike your body, you tell me to do it harder once again
I put more into the next strike, it made me close my eyes, I heard you sigh in ecstasy, it came as a great surprise
You gulped in a mouthful of air, you begged me to strike some more, you asked me to call you names, I mumbled you're my little whore
You were beginning to get real wet, I saw your juices glistening on your leg, to my surprise I sort of liked it, when I heard you beg
You began to swear our loud the verbal abuse just spurred me on, soon I was going at full tilt, it didn't take that long
Hearing you sigh and moan, I flogged you till you cum, leaving bright red raised welt marks on your back and bum
But that was many years ago, now I'm a dungeon master in my own right, it all started with a few soft flogs, on that kinky faithful night
THE KINKY POET