Trying to tie the metaphore of willful submission, into a spanking, with a spank rhythm. |
It was playful at first, a willful temptation. SMACK! Your knee in my gut, the only balance available. SMACK! SMACK! I'm waving it, juicy SMACK! taunting with scent SMACK, SMACK! you're flaunting your power SMACK! over my sex SMACK! SMACK! we know I can take it SMACK! I laugh it off SMACK!SMACK! your swiftness in confidence SMACK! of your total authority SMACK, SMACK! it stings and it burns! SMACK! you like it, this power- SMACK, SMACK! I feel your hardness.. SMACK! you know I'd do anything SMACK, SMACK! to ingratiate you SMACK! and I'm clawing.. SMACK, SMACK! you're unrelenting! SMACK! no time to process SMACK, SMACK! perhaps that's your mercy SMACK! I'm crawling away SMACK, SMACK! strong hands drag me back. SMACK! I whimper and writhe PAUSE... you, momentarily sated, provoking such emotion. TWITCHING... my fear as I wait TWITCHING... oooo! for the next, TWITCHING amusing you.. SMA- Tickle!.. languishing suffering Tickle.. drawn out lines of anticipated O!I can't stand it! I start to swell! SMACK! no thinking! SMACK, SMACK! your power, my pain SMACK! FEEL it! SMACK!SMACK! TAKE it! SMACK! til I cry, SMACK,SMACK! erecting your brain in my battery- SMACK! my array of angry color SMACK!SMACK! I'm going numb SMACK! pink, red and purple SMACK!SMACK! You are so powerful! SMACK! we both know SMACK!SMACK! who owns me now. |