Spank Those Bottoms

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

The First Time

Title, poem, & contents courtesy and property of:  Dark Princess

She knew she shouldn't have touched His stuff
Her insolence He had had enough

Without warning, He grabs her waist
Today He would show her what they craved

Leaning her over His lap, He whispers count in her ear
In nervous laughter, she tries  to steer

When the first strike hits her square on her ass 
Quickly quiets her stops all the sass

As soft as a whisper she tells Him one 
Catching His breath at the excited stun

He strikes one then two  at three
She was in a place He could not see

At the last strike, He slowly rose to His feet
Tucking her safely in His arms 
He knew their lives were now complete