My gift
Posted on Feb 12, 2007
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Punishment I take with pride
As it arouses my desire to abide
Although into my pillow I cried
Unwillingly I smiled inside.
The welts on my ass begin to rise
The tear on my cheek, it slowly dries
And my arrogance withers and dies.
My submissiveness only grows
Disobedience...a distant...echo
As from my lips seeps, "thank you"
I originally posted this differently. But after I read and reread this many times, I could not do anything but change the last line to fit according to how I wanted it to come across.
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