In appreciation of Gin . . .who is an expert at skills that narrow-minded people do not understand . . .
An hour with Gin
Is not a sin,
Though some folks seem to think
There is no way
That it’s OK
That those who have our kink
Should spank, or should
Be spanked (and good
And hard). Or should enjoy
A hot rear end
When we pretend
To be a girl or boy
Who needs to be
Well-spanked, you see,
Bared bottom set aflame
With brush or hand.
But it feels grand
To play this special game.
No sin indeed
When there’s a need
That has been there for years
To feel the heat
On full-bared seat.
Who better knows that rears
Are just the thing
To feel a sting
Than Gin? She so well measures
How hard, how long…
She’s never wrong
In mixing pains and pleasures.
I look ahead
To just how red
She’ll leave my burning bottom
With brush or strap,
Across her lap.
All implements, she’s got ‘em.
Gin is the best,
And we are blessed
Who’ve felt her hand applied
With love and care
Right THERE and THERE
Upon a bare backside.
We always know
Buttocks will glow
As lying ‘cross her knees
We feel the heat
In burning seat;
She knows well how to please.
There is no way
That I can say
All that I should in thanking
This best of friends
Who gives our ends
The best bare-bottom spanking!
Thank you for the poem “Mike” ;)
Smiles and Spanks, NaturallyGin.com