Wednesday, 4 May 2011


As you are the breath of my life you must punish and control me as you wish.

As I need your discipline I submit to it with pleasure, revelling in the humiliation of being over your knee while you spank me.

As I am your little girl my home is sitting on your knee or bent over it for punishment, waiting the moment when you lower my panties and remove all defence from the rain of your hands.

As pain and arousal are my narcotics so long as they come from you, I welcome them both with hungry need.

As I deserve this I will show my thanks afterwards in the ways you know so well.

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