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That's The Colour

what colour shall we have? He asks this slut;
what colour marks you well - not the soft blush
that colours up your face now; think the cut
of bamboo cane will mean a redder flush
that, given time, will change to purple hues,
with yellows round the edges and the blacks
that pansies might rejoice in, though he'll use
her rather more harshly - as mere hand smacks
are really not enough for her today
she'll bend and bare and will not hesitate
it's time for punishment - it's time to flay
her backside and her breasts - here comes a spate
of well deserved harsh spanks to force a fuller
blush on cheeks and teats: there! That's the colour.
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