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Punished

Punished

Tied up across the bench, you've only got yourself to blame, this is the punishment for a brat, who plays her silly games

You were told to be silent, I didn't want to hear your cheek, now you're getting flogged by me, for not being mild and meek

You couldn't keep your mouth closed, you can't stop from chatting back, now I'm gonna beat you, to put you back on track

You will learn who's master, you will learn you are my bitch, if this behaviour continues, I'll have to get my switch

That my dear really hurts it cuts just like a knife, maybe thats what I'll have to use to stop you causing strife

Why can't you just behave, behave like a lovely little girl, instead you are a monster, my own little brat from hell

So again I'm gonna punish you, I swear you like a whack, I know it ain't the last time, I'll have to put you back on track

So get yourself ready, I hate to cause my girl such pain, sadly as your master i have no choice, unless you stop this game

Ron





Written by averageJoe69 (Ron Summers)
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Brats, got to love them
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