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
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!
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…