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Poem One
My Mistress is so good to me,
She’s kind and tender as can be And often asks me around for tea So we can sit and chat so heartily. She wants to know about all I’ve done And delightfully shares in all my fun She soon finds something I promised to do Was completely forgotten and I’m in the stew She’s caught me out and smiles sweetly to say You naughty boy, you need a whipping straight away. Oh Mistress dear, please have a heart And count to ten before you start I promise this time to be true To all the commitments I make to you. Dear boy, a caning will do you good You must behave like you know you should Remove your pants and bend over there Across the arm of that leather chair And as I fumble with my zip She tests out her strap, her cane and whip She guides me into position with a loving touch And caresses the spot that will sting so much Each stroke is applied with expert care And slowly, so the fire can linger there I respect my Mistress, yes I do And willingly take her punishment till she is through Poem Two Oh Mistress dear, how proud you’ll be Of me, when next we meet for tea. I’ve been behaving perfectly …since you so soundly punished me. I came to you with butterflies But I could not tell you any lies To justify forgetfulness And avoiding tasks: nothing less. I admired how you listened patiently To my excuses, thoughtfully. You were so gracious and composed So elegant and well disposed A spanking, you said, would not suffice Although I got one – and then the ice Gently caressed into the spot That had become so blushed and hot. And when I baulked at your wooden spoon You sweetly said you’d play a different tune Six extra strokes with your exquisite cane Made sure I didn’t baulk again. I felt your strap and then the tawse …And hung on tight for any pause. To conclude, you applied your whippy cane …To my poor bottom - yet again. I learnt my lesson very well And will behave for quite a spell! Poem Three My Mistress is a perfect gem And I’ll soon report to her again. She’s beautiful and has such style …With long dark hair and a lovely smile. I’ve misbehaved, I must confess …Forgot my homework - and other naughtiness. My pulse will race as I knock on her door And hear her footsteps on the floor. She’ll give my hand a little squeeze So I will feel much more at ease. She’ll sit and cross her legs so graciously And then, with lovely eyes, will gaze at me. Dear boy, let me once again explain If you break my rules you get the cane Oh Mistress dear, I can only say I have thought of you throughout the day. I know you’re strict but very fair …And I will remember your rules with extra care. Dear boy, I’ve heard it all before And you will find out what’s in store For it will make your bottom very sore. You’ll get the discipline that’s due And then you’ll thank me when I’m through. You do improve after you’ve been caned Perhaps this time it will be sustained…
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