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A Spanking is needed


Spnk

 

 

The world needs to be taken and spanked

No admonishments, no time outs, no taking away

of their favorite pastimes, friends or toys.

Just simply bend them over, pull down their pants,

and SMACK!

Kick your legs, wail and cry if you must world,

but its long over due.

Like “Oh Fudge” there are certain words or phrases that cannot

be undone or taken back,

nor deeds that need to be reasoned or examined.

Vicious little children at times,

knowing sticks and stones do break

bones as their words

words sink in and bite them.

I want to spank the world until their breath

comes in shudders and they are barely

able to mutter, a single syllable of hate.

Feel the shame burn below,

Feel the lesson course in your soul

that begs to be enlightened.

Sit gingerly and remember the pain

and know it may come again

if you continue your childish

ways.

Grow up oh little world,

Grown up.

 

 

Philip Wardlow 2016

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A spanking ensues….my most risqué Erotic poem ever? Nope – Adult Content be warned


 

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A Spanking Ensues…

 

 A smirk, a flick of the hair, a defiant look with an akimbo stance.

Whether it’s a raised voice,

or a direction not followed correctly or in a timely

manner.

All these belligerent bratty overtures

directed my way

earn you a strike upon an ass

properly presented upon my command.

Test me.

Stinging slap soon to be followed by a loud

sweet smack.

Every incident, a blow up your ass cheeks,

every palm placed with ferocity

to put you in your place.

Your hips upon my knees, ass facing up at me, hard cock pressed against your stomach, for I relish this.

Pussy wet…

I can feel you drip…drip…drip

As the electrical lines of force

travel from hand to buttocks

to course into your core

soaking you from the inside out.

I smile to myself, arm poised high,

waiting….taunting…teasing,,,,escalating

the scene.

Because I know

in your soul

you need this, relish it.

as you embrace the familiar pain like a

a long lost friend.

And we are both content

 

 By Philip Wardlow

 

Library Fantasy – An Erotic Poem


 

Library  Fantasy –

 

Black spectacles perched upon her cute little nose,
hair done up in a bun with neck exposed,
tight skirt that falls just shy of the knees,
she is civic in her duties as she gives me
a smile that beckons to pursue a little
light reading.

I spy her shelving books upon the shelf,
A wish comes to mind to take her behind those
shelves and fuck her in a pile of soft paperbacks.

Preferably fantasy or science fiction,
Yes, I’m a nerd like that.

I want to stroll over and grab a
nice thin book of poetry and bend
her over my knees  and smack her
bare bottom until Yeats, Frost, or Poe
make her release an earth shattering moan.

Shh…please I’m trying to read.

She will kneel in front of me as I
lounge in my reading chair.
She will hand me a book to peruse as
she unbuttons my pants all the while
giving me a very stern stare.

She will go down on me with lips that
love to talk of bibliographies, bestsellers
and her favorite man named Dewey.

I will whisper to her tales of erotica, and
caress her breasts and nipples with
delicate flutterings from the pages of
my book.

Before her work is done,
she will become very intimate with
Shakespeare,
Cyrano,
and my favorite character,
Don Juan.

 

 

by Philip Wardlow

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