by any other name
would leave your ass
just as red.
The very nature of a spanking
make each smack
easier, and harder.
can be a sharper blow
than hand on flesh.
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.
When my own hand
stings on impact
When your breath gasps sharp
an instant later
Truer words have never been written…
*chuckle* Very nice, Raz. Nice to see you back, too. X
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.
Monocle, my feeling exactly, I’ve read many poems about TTWD but few as simple and precis as this one, thank you! :D
*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…
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.
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…
or else i’ll have to write some little ditty about you….
M, you know I not only laughed but guffawed and chortled. Good one.