Soft it starts
Soft and sweet, slappy taps
Playing upon my buttocks
Tempting me to greater intensity..
Harder they come...
"Still harder," i think,
and You comply.
Rich slaps welting,
Yet still not enough,
and so You increase further...
Then, in an instant,
it is enough,
and You stop
without my uttering a word.
You stop
and You caress the redness,
Tenderly applying hot cloth and lotion.
So soothing.
The sting lingers sweetly
for too few minutes.
i revel in the way my skin
receives Thee....
