My Mistress’s Whip

My mistress’s whip loves to bite,
My mistress’s whip loves to sting.
My mistress’s whip descends apace,
Wrapping me up in its warm embrace.
Burning me; marking me; thrashing me.
Cutting me; hurting me; lashing me.
My mistress’s whip makes me cry,
My mistress’s whip makes me scream;
My mistress’s whip makes me beg,
My mistress’s whip reigns supreme.
Truly I fear my mistress’s whip,
From the nape of my neck to the hind of my hip!



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