Red-Cheeked Philosophy

1
A spanking,
by any other name
would leave your ass
just as red.

2
The very nature of a spanking
is repetition;
stinging repetition.

3
Familiarity, expectation
make each smack
easier, and harder.

Mere promise
can be a sharper blow
than hand on flesh.

4
Red cheeks are well and good
but the best spankings are
felt in the marrow of bones
and the gritting of teeth
rather than the skin.

5
When my own hand
stings on impact

When your breath gasps sharp
an instant later

When you
raise your
rear end
for the
next one

We’re there.

Categories: Erotica, Monocle, Poetry, SpankingTags: , , ,

Monocle

I am the little devil on your shoulder, stroking your neck with my tail, whispering obscenities into your ear, and looking down your blouse. One third of The Erotic Writer blog.

9 Comments

  1. Monocle

    Thank you very much, lasses.
    Whimpers are always indeed good as well.
    And it’s nice to be back. I sincerely hope this is a mere prelude to a bit more to come.

  2. paul1510

    Monocle, my feeling exactly, I’ve read many poems about TTWD but few as simple and precis as this one, thank you! :D

  3. nilla

    *finally* i’m caught up, and my head is in good space, and…wowza!

    hard to say my fav’s to this group, certainly numero uno made me laugh out loud…and number 5?

    made me twitch.

    another beautifully done piece, Monocle! defined, redefined, and circled round to look once more…at those beautiful (re)marks…

    *smiles*

    nilla

  4. This really *is* a tasty piece of roguery, Monocle. A little aperitif before the main dish.

    And Nilla, I know what you mean about catching up. I wrote Ximena that I was going to throttle back. I felt like we were flooding the market.

    • nilla

      oh, please don’t!!

      flooding the market (smiles)…never (who gets “enough” of this stuff?? not i!)

      nilla (as you may know by now) has been going through some personal drama and upheaval…and now that i’m coming “down” from it…am finding my reading/writing groove once more …

      so don’t keep me on the edge of my seat too terribly long…

      *wicked grin*

      or else i’ll have to write some little ditty about you….

      nilla

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