The young novice grew steadily tearier…
Flogged by the Mother Superior,
Laying the cane,
Oh the same and the pain,
On her poor pretty, naked posterior!
Tag: cane
Glutton for punishment
When he brought out his whip and his cane,
Though she dreaded the shame and the pain,
She knelt, begged for it still,
For the illicit thrill…
“Fuck!” she thought. “A girl must be insane!”
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Her new master’s demanding and stern…
The cane welts on her bottom still burn…
And the brand on her breast!
His forever, she guessed…
What she doesn’t know yet, she’ll soon learn!
Musing
Was it just her, or women more broadly,
He treated so rough and disord’ly?
The whip and the cane,
Though, had not caused great pain,
Nor affected her much untowardly.
Unspeakable desires
Whip or cane, darling? You may select.
Snick-a-snick! Oh! A lovely effect!
What was that , that you said?
Nipple clamps? Nod your head!
And the vibrator too, I suspect!
Consequences
Disobedient, ordered to strip;
The big dildo, the cane or the whip?
Naked, chained to the wall,
She thought “God! Maybe all!”
Cunt so wet it was starting to drip!
Whatever the market will bear
Though, of course, some may think it extreme,
(The cane strikes; a nice guttural scream!)
She’s so very well paid,
Welts and bruises soon fade,
And it helps him to let off some steam.
Penance
She’d confessed her sins. Meekly she knelt,
To accept whate’er penance was dealt,
On the cold altar stairs,
For the priest’s mournful prayers,
Or the kiss of the cane, or his belt.
Penitent
Naked, trembling, when told to, she knelt,
Drunken on the emotions she felt;
Fear, pride, guilt and joy;
Would tonight he employ
His bare hand or the cane or the belt?
It's complicated
Sex involved, for him, ropes, whips and canes,
Dildos, leather and rubber and chains:
She, in turn, understood,
And the sex was damn good,
Worth a few little bruises and sprains!