The Flogger

The Flogger

Hung from a high beam I'm waiting for the flogger to bite my flesh, the pain is like a brand new day, it makes me feel so fresh

The leather wraps itself around my butt, I can't wait to see the mark, I just love the way it feels, my sexual desires start to spark

The tails are a perfect fit they wrap around me nice and snug, it makes me feel a inner calmness it's like a well intended hug

Hanging there waiting the anticipation builds so fast, I'm desperate to feel the first strike, I'm not sure how much longer I can really last

Do I have to beg for the strike, ok please strike my body master, lay the flogger on my skin, hit me harder, I beg you hit faster

Dam I'm awake it's late o'clock and I'm stuck in my lonely bed, i haven't got any marks, it was just a flogging in my head

How I wish you were real and the flogger really marked my skin, for tonight would be the perfect night to get some  pain and sin

Ron