Now I lay me down to sleep.
I'm sore in some places you would never think.
My cheeks are flaming, my thighs are red.
My inner Brat has been put to bed.
Daddy swears one day I will do things right.
I doubt that with all my might.
I crave the spankings, the lovely marks.
The bruises that form on body parts.
I am obedient.
I am good.
The Brat inside me is just misunderstood.
She is not mean.
She is not rude.
She just wants Daddy to spank out her attitude.
Secretly, he takes delight.
In spanking me with all his might!
The aftercare makes me moan and shake.
As an orgasm comes in its wake.
So here I lay all tuckered out.
I have no reason at all to pout.
In his arms I lay to sleep.
I pray to him my body to keep.
To keep me safe through the night.
So I may wake with the morning light.
To live another Day
To hear him say.
"You are Mine and I am here to stay!"
A Poem by DarkKitten
I came, I saw, I poked the Wolf, and then I came again
