A day arrives soon to be merry
Christmas can often leave us
When it seems the days are
hectic and hairy
Think of a bottom all shaded in
Now Auntie not down the
chimney she comes
Christmas is finally here she
Flying through the air
With nary a care
To blister all naughty boys'
|Were the paddles and brushes
Awaiting their naughty boy's doom
These implements of correction
All were hung up with care
Knowing that at some point
Auntie would soon be there
To use them effectively
Not with joy or glee
But in the hopes of making
Us boys less naughty
The night move on brightly
The moon with its glow
Who knew when spritely
St. Nicholas and Auntie would show?
I peered through the window
Apprehensive and guilty
Then spied a red sleigh
Cruising toward me merrily
The figure in the suit
in her own secret code
Looked at me with a hoot
And entered my abode
Seeing me standing alone in the room
She grabbed my arm stating
"See I ride no broom."
"Now get over here, young man!"
The words piercing her lips
She grabbed the pants and underwear
Yanking them down over my hips
A bare bottom spanking over the
And who better to do it, than good ol'
I was shaking as I knew
I was in for a tear
But felt so lucky, as Auntie's such a dear
She started out slowly
Knowing all as she does
Then when she knew I was ready
Said "Now the hairbrush, just cuz!"
As she spanked my bare bottom
With all its glow and pain
I knew in an instant
How much I stood to gain
Lots of anger and feelings
All the tools used to cope
In daily life functions
Began to emote
Through tears and the crying
I finally began to realize
That the spanking helps me
Hold myself down to size
While lying there sobbing
Thinking perhaps Auntie ready to quit
But she knew to keep going
Because her naughty boy had acted like a
She finally stopped her reign
And with a firm caring tone
Said "Don't forget the pain,
And that you'll never be alone."
Secure in the world
Lying there with the tears
Of all those bad feelings
Finally abating after all those years
After some moments of healing
Auntie began to pack it up
Her paddles and brushes
And of course, her coffee cup
As she went up the chimney
I heard her exclaim
"Many more naughty boys await me
They need me to proclaim!"
"Whatever the reason
Whether for fun or healing
I'll always there for you
Hard spankings I'll be dealing"
And I heard he shout out
As her sleigh flew through its gears
"You naughty boys will take a while
To sit on your blistered rears!"
"Merry Christmas to all!"
She yelled from the flank
"Keep being naughty
And next year I'll return to spank!"
|Recently we did a role with a client in which it
was a brother and sister and he got spanked in
front of her. His "sister" was working on her
homework, which was to wrote a poem for her
English class at school...This is what she wrote!!
Ode to a Wooden Spoon
My brother sassed and got the spoon,
And now he gets to stand and moon.
His butt looks like a red, red rose.
Bet he feels it to his toes.
It didn't take him long to squirm,
As Mama's smacks began to burn.
She kept it up for a long, long time.
It didn't matter how he whined.
A wooden spoon for naughty boys,
Makes a most distinctive noise
As it goes "splat" on snow white cheeks.
Now they won't be white for weeks.
He has to stand with his butt stuck out
Little red circles of fire, no doubt
Bet he really wants to rub it,
I get to watch-- and I just love it!