Regrets.... ( A spanking ) ... Prose poem ...

Over bended knee, her body suspended,

The rough side of his hand,  slapped the softness of her creamy butt flesh,

Each slap made her body twitch in anticipation,

Bounce in repercussion 

Her voice moaned,

Her butt soft flesh glowed with redness,

Stung in pain

She wiggled her butt, trying to ease the sting,

But it just made him grip her body tighter, and spank her harder,

The tears started,

The "I'm sorry" flowed past her lips,

But the spanking continued

Remorse soon followed, 

But the remorse was for creaming between her thighs,

Instead for what she had done,

When he realized her crotch was wet, her punishment lingered,

His hand slapped deeper into her tenderized butt flesh,

When he finally stopped, he pushed her off his lap and just walked away in self silence,

A silence that she truly regretted,

Because his silence left her desire wet, 

And her lust, hung out to dry....

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Spanky Neighbor (1) ....... Prose poem

She heard the sound of someone being firmly spanked coming through her window,

She heard her whimpering cries and low moans, 

But the spanking did not stop,

Wakk, wakk, wakk kept coming through the open window

She heard her say she was sorry,

She heard her say I won't do it anymore,

She heard her say, oh please stop,

But the sounds of her spanking kept going

Wakk, wakk, wakk kept coming from her neighbor butt cheeks through the window,

Hold still was the only thing she heard him say,

"I promise to behave" flooded into the room,

But the sound of the hard firm spanking did not stop

In the distance, she heard, wakk, wakk, wakkk, 

Her stomach tighten,

Her pulse raced,

Her flesh begin to sweat as she listen to what was happening, 

What was she suppose to do, raced through her mind,

Then it all suddenly stopped

Moments later, instead of the sound of a hand smacking flesh,

It was the sound of flesh popping against flesh she now heard,

It was moans of his and hers passion, that floated through her window

She had heard it all,

And now she was watching them from her upstairs window, 

Him taking her, in the backdoor position,

And the way he was forcefully sexually taking her, with urgent deep long strokes, She must make up her mind real soon,

Fingers, or vibrator....,

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