Pausing in her efforts,
Her Grace approaches
holding her dreaded whip.
For a moment,
she runs her hand
Over my flesh
Admiring the marks
her tool has made,
As an artist assesses the marks
Of her brush upon the canvas.
Leaning close , she speaks
in a low voice
which reflects her arousal.
“I want to teach you
something about posture.”
She says.
“When bent over like this,
with legs spread wide,
your jewels become
a near perfect target
for my whip
and they are
quite likely
to be hit.
I wanted to warn you,
that you could be badly hurt.”
As she turns to walk away
she laughs and says,
“Now, spread your legs wider, slut,
and reach for your ankles!”

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