I stay quiet, feeling the leather on ankle and wrist
Wondering was that sensation an exploratory caress or a breath of mist
Warm, soft darkness surrounds my eyes
Something just slid across the back of my thighs
A firm warm hand explores my plump cheeks
I tense just a bit as I wonder what it seeks
Someting rises inside and I know my tenseness is for naught
The hand squeezes, pats, caresses then lays on my rear a firm swat
I inhale, startled at the rising heat
My body jumps as the next blow lands on my seat
My mind surges higher with my body's beat
And deep within I feel another surge of heat
My breath comes in gasps as it continues on
My body is now emotion and sensation's pawn
My hips rise towards the blows, no attempts to offward fend
Yes, oh yes, I cry upward, don't let this spanking ever end.
shadowwv 12/13/00