Twas the night before Christmas
When all through the club, not a creature was stirring, not even a sub.
The floggers were hung by the spanking bench with care in hopes that Sir Daddy soon would be there.
The submissives were nestled, all snug in their bonds, while visions of bruised bottoms danced in their heads.
And that’s as creative as I can get. If anyone else wants to take the original poem and run with it, feel free – and share it with the rest of us!
Happy Masturbation Monday and a belated Merry Christmas! This week’s prompt is hot and smutty but my brain isn’t. I looooooved the image I found and had to share it. But if you want something even better, head over to the Masturbation Monday page for this week’s prompt and stories. O…M…G!
Photo Credit: Yanin Ponce