The brat who got spanked

There once was a brat named Louise
Who liked her time over his knees
When Valentines came
She begged “light my flame
Please spank me real hard if you please!”

And lest we forget fair Elaine
Whose love of a spanking was plain
She’d wiggle her tush
While rubbing her bush
Singing “spank me or I’ll go insane.”

There are just a few ladies on here
Who like to feel hands on their rear
A paddle or two
A cane or flat shoe
Heats up more than their bottoms I fear

Whether panties are up or they’re down
While bottoms prop higher than crown
That rhythmic drum beat
Applied to a seat
Is a treat of for all spanko’s in town

Much sweeter than chocolate hearts
Are spanks to those round nether parts
Which warm up so well
So that deeper parts swell
It’s best when each smack really smarts

And what will a sound spanking do
For the man who applies follow through?
Why just look and see
When she slips from his knee
And draws from his member his dew

Just what will a spanked angel try
With the part that she frees from his fly?
While down on her knees
She’ll offer to please
With kisses so sweet he will sigh

 

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Love,

Constance

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