The bitter sting
Lay yourself across the bed, I can see your desires all aflame, I've bought a new cane with me to play a spanking game
Hands stretched high above your head, the sting will bring you calm, each stroke will mark you but you'll have no permanent skin harm
You'll feel every single strike has the cane bites into your skin, I love to see the welts forming as we share a night of sin
Everytime the cane lands, I can see your juices flow, don't cum too quickly, we've a long way left to go
I love to watch you shudder has you feel it's bitter stings, I hear you sigh with pleasure from the ecstacy the spanking brings
With every strike i say such tender words, to me you are so dear, you know you are safe within my realm, you have no need for fear
Once our needs have been met, we share such tender aftercare, we hold each other nice and tight, now our emotions have been laid out bare
THE KINKY POET