Never Trop
You always have a way with words!Never Trop
A lot of this is hurting for the soul.
But I can close it off: focus the mind,
On passing back the paddle to your fist,
And bending to await the first, harsh blow;
While it is rarely gentle, I can find
Due compensation in the sting. Resist?
Why should I want to break the circle: oh?
You think that my escape should be the role...
That I aspire to, when my butt's kissed,
So firmly by the paddle? You can show
Me just how to respond - And that's my goal
To be the very best girl. I'd remind...
You, but I'm fairly sure that you could grow
Impatient with such chatter, on the whole;
When there is a raised bottom, so designed
To ensure that your mill works - it's the grist...
That keeps me coming to you. For the toll,
My backside takes, is all that I have pined
For, as I wait for time to pass. I've missed
The way you know exactly - never trop...
Méli
Looks like she has been taking some punishment.
Who doesn't like to play with Lego?
