| Subject: Thank You, Dad, For Spanking Me A Lot |
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Greta B.
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Date Posted: 05:44:38 06/27/24 Thu
I love You with my soul and heart,
My love will never come apart.
Whatever You decide to bring,
For me it's always the best thing.
I love Your every up and down,
Your loving smile, Your wrathful frown,
Your hand that wields the prison strap
While I lie down across Your lap.
The strap is heavy and rawhide,
It cleans me well of lust and pride,
It makes me chaste, docile and meek,
Willing to turn the other cheek.
To turn it for a hard face slap,
To turn it for the dreadful strap...
I do this tamely as a dove,
I kiss the strap with Christian love.
It keeps my bottom bruised and raw
To guard me from the Devil's jaw.
It is a harsh but proper mean
To teach a slim Caucasian teen.
Blessed be, my Dad, for Your strict rod
That helps me to remember God,
That tames so well my naughty tail
And keeps me back from crime and jail!
I go with Your will and my gut
When I stick out my bare butt.
And when Your strap licks my behind
I know You love me and are kind!
Your strap is but the Divine grace
That keeps me good and in my place.
I am a nice and humble fay
Because You strap me every day.
And though You strap me crimson red,
I do not weep at night in bed.
Those heavy punishments, it seems,
Give me serene and peaceful dreams.
And though You strap me navy blue,
I'll never rebel against You!
You are my Captain and my King,
Blessed is Your strap, sweet is its sting!
And though my butt is always sore
From spankings I get so much more
Than every other girl I know,
I'm glad You make my bottom glow!
Greta B., 15 years
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