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Curing The Error
The error of my ways was once well cured.
He'd bend me on his lap and, then, would spank
My naughty inner pet. I was assured
He'd give me such a drubbing! I would thank
My lucky stars I was under his wing.
I knew to turn my bum cheeks. I was slapped,
Because I was aware each slap would bring
A further smart. It ensured I was wrapped
In the pleasure of pain. The faintest heat
Of his mark pleased him nicely. He could snap
His fingers and I'd raise the wettest seat,
Before I brought it down to fill my twat,
With his cock. I remember still his sprays
On my face cured the error of my ways.
He'd bend me on his lap and, then, would spank
My naughty inner pet. I was assured
He'd give me such a drubbing! I would thank
My lucky stars I was under his wing.
I knew to turn my bum cheeks. I was slapped,
Because I was aware each slap would bring
A further smart. It ensured I was wrapped
In the pleasure of pain. The faintest heat
Of his mark pleased him nicely. He could snap
His fingers and I'd raise the wettest seat,
Before I brought it down to fill my twat,
With his cock. I remember still his sprays
On my face cured the error of my ways.
Published 27th Jan 2018
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28th Jan 2018 4:08am
28th Jan 2018 10:13am
Anonymous
29th Jan 2018 2:24am
Well for the love of all that’s holy.........ya got me all sorts of squirmy with this one SO...written so perfectly ( as always )...and I say with a coy grin, there’d sure to be days when err may have been somewhat premeditated...😉.....????
Xoxo Taryn
Xoxo Taryn
