Baiting

Pause for thought my naughty girl.

Do you really want my belt uncurled?

Do you want your knickers around your knees?

To be over my lap making ineffective pleas.

Consider your actions my petulant child.

How the leather leaves soft buttocks defiled.

Whether you like the burn that lasts for days.

No matter the remedy the ache that stays.

Think deeply as to what end you seek.

Whether you’re extravagance should really shrink to meek.

For you well know what punishment awaits.

For a naughty girl who Daddy baits.

 

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