‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
missy got ready, preparing with care,
Knowing HisLordship soon would be there.
Meanwhile, he too, was preparing for bed,
While visions of kink danced around in his head;
He imagined having missy spread over his lap,
And of how her bum rippled as he gave it a slap.
When he got to the bedroom, well, what a surprise,
In fact he could scarcely believe his own eyes.
For a real Christmas present, he found right there,
Tied up with ribbon, but otherwise bare;
It was his missy, on hands and knees,
Bum in the air and aiming to please.
24 gifts to her Sir, she had given
but the final one, was her ultimate submission.
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Love the poem, love the sexuality. <3
Thank you ?
I think this song reflects how you both feel about each other.
Yes that says it very well. Thank you ?
Love this! I have enjoyed your thoughtfulness recorded in these posts. Merry Christmas.
Thank you. ? A very merry Christmas to you too.
Sweet and spicy. ?
kat
Oh! I love the poetry, Missy! ❤️
Lol thank you Miriam. ?