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Click hereLet duty drown her and require
The loss of substance to dissolve
Her embassy, lest it cause ire
And wash away her man's resolve;
To be resilient he'll enforce
Subservience that ends her play,
When she approaches and, of course,
His authority holds sway;
Will further contact with his guile
Draw her far closer to regret;
Her turning inches to a mile,
While causing trouble and upset,
Pushing her right into bad books:
Deprived of words and intercourse
And offered filthy, silent looks:
She should be well-whipped with a tawse.
And she'll accept the punishment
For having crossed a line, she knew
Was there, awaiting the moment
When she would do what she would do;
So turn his mood to irritation,
When her remit's to enhance joy;
Not tit his tat to cause vexation
That stiff-willed women might deploy;
As she undresses, she'll reflect
Upon each utterance she's made,
Thinking so well, in retrospect,
As she is led, her cheeks displayed:
Punished again for falling foul,
Still challenging when she is down;
Come dearest pet, it's time to howl,
He'll score your arse: let duty drown.
I just had to read this over and over again there is so much to 'see' on each read