Spanked.

kitty the naughty poet

today I pushed and pushed, I was a brat

a total little horror show

just the way I know to get on Sir's last nerve...

 

his patience is wearing thinner and thinner

and my thighs slicken with the look on his face

I know what's coming next...

 

punishment isn't punishment

when you enjoy it

I'd call it funishment... wouldn't you?

 

I love it when I purposely act up

as he grabs my throat, bends me over

then tells me to shut it...

 

oh yes Sir, please...

punish me... funish me... I beg of you... please

my flesh seeks your torturous touch...

 

spank with hand, crop or belt

Sir, please give me what I pursue

I've tortured you now you torture me too...

 

sub-space is where I aspire to be

send my body further through the pain

containing pleasures treasures...

  • Author: kitty the naughty poet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 6th, 2022 03:20
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    Now Kitty - not more pain! heehee.
    She hardly sees it as punishment. lol.
    I wondered why I could not find one of me slippers the other day!

    • kitty the naughty poet

      Ask Fido kitty don't like slippers 🤣🤣

      • orchidee

        So it was Fido had me slipper. lol.

      • Goldfinch60

        With words like your katie I do hope that you will return from subspace to write more.

        Andy



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