she knows your primal
unfettered feral and rude
fear and trust combined
diabolical
sinister nefarious
yet benevolent
woodshed in the back
although not much wood in there
ready and waiting
hit me i'm dying
for another round of fire
heating my buttocks
earning a few stripes
he'll paint fifty shades of plum
across her bottom
soft waiting arse
readily raised for warmup
ignite the bonfire
he's waiting to strike
coiled with snakelike fangs exposed
hissing and spitting
a swift follow-through
leaves the prettiest markings
fearfulness discharged through screams
sensitivity
escalation with each stroke
what's beyond pleasure
how much is too much
varies with circumstances
each session unique
bag of random shocks
unexpected stimuli
cavernous descent
let's see what happens
when i increase the tempo
and change to the cane
hard spanking ensues
producing pain warmth and wetness
pink blush on both sides
each lash is loaded
energetic exchanges
vivid responses
sharp sting reminder
that technique is important
backlash is painful
his breath is ragged
eye contact and focused mind
discipline regained
dance of ecstasy
top whip music and bottom
doing the tango
six is quite enough
will you take one more me
he asks with a grin
i can take two more
she says with a lovely smile
bend over count down
kaboom explosion
in a profusion of light
afterglow follows
beauty torn apart
ready for transformation
after turmoil joy
