Reconnecting

Sometimes there is nothing to be found
But master's palm - it rises, then it falls
So many times, that she barely recalls
The context of each spanking, that is bound
To make her quite excited; every sound
Adds to the pleasure sought that never stalls
In the study or living room - the walls
Are lined with pictures of her red and round
Behind, that he has spanked for many years:
So many times that she has quite lost count,
But every one of them has kept her calm,
Despite the fact that some spanks caused her tears;
Some others, she'd endure again, amount
To true control, asserted by sir's palm,