I confess all my sins with tearful contrition,
I’ve been a bad girl, I’m here in submission.
“How do you want me?” my voice is a-quaver,
I beg your chastisement, your touch I will savour.
Oh please will you beat me, leave me cleansed and alive,
I want you to spank me, such pleasure derived.
So how do you want me, what’s your desire?
Shall I kneel on a chair and you set my bum on fire?
I could bend over your desk, pushing papers aside,
Steel myself for your slipper with my cheeks spread wide.
I could kneel at your feet, thrust my bottom high,
Or perhaps you would smack me lying over your thigh?
My personal choice, if I can be so bold,
Is the position I find so very hard to hold.
With my bum in the air and my pussy on show,
I’m reduced to a target in a “spank-me” peep show.
When I take this stance, I’ll taste the cane’s sweet bite,
As you wield the rattan with such sweet delight.
Give me a dozen hard stripes, leave me red as a rose
When I bend down before you, fingers touching my toes.