Ghoulish.
It seems there’s a Halloween spanking party planned at the Doc Tsai’s Palm House. I think I just might go….
T’will be a neat spanking affair
An evening where bottoms get bare
For rambunctious fun
Whapping paddle to bun
A Halloween party with flare
The question I have to ask now
What costume will best suit the bow
Where a bottom is free
To accept with some glee
Each ghoulishly flat handed pow?
What stories would partiers tell
If Miss Muffet tripped giggling and fell
Right over her tuffit
Her backside to ruff it
While a tawse was administered well?
Just think what the Top Goblins want
When a spanking party they haunt
Pink cheeks in a row
Strap marks all a glow
Not one single backside left gaunt?
On the 5th of October we’ll learn
Just how hard some bottoms will burn
When a Halloween fest
Is themed for La Fessee
Right now how the ideas churn…
September 12th, 2007 at 4:58 am
Patty, very well done, lets hope that you are also.
I understand that the Doc packs a wallop.
Love and warm hugs,
Paul.
September 13th, 2007 at 9:35 am
The ghosts and the goblins they yell “Boo!”
Miss Patty cries “I need a paddlin’ BooHoo!”
The monsters and the mummies they groan
“Hush, hush so we don’t hear you moan!”
From out of the crypt came Sir Dracula.
He spanked her real well with a spatula.
At thoughts of her bum all pink, black and blue
Miss Patty sighed and wailed “WooooHooo!”
Go and have lots of fun!
~Hugs!
September 13th, 2007 at 5:26 pm
hehehehe Paul You hope I’m well done huh? lolololol. I think I’d prefer to be medium rare. lolol!
Well ya know MaggieODear the party’s in your vicinity. Perhaps you might like to convince MrC to come along & see how many normal ordinary people spank often *g*
I never really thought I’d give serious thought to actually going to a spanking party. But nya… I ain’t gettin any younger, so why not meet some like minded people, simply because they’re like minded people. Participating, as in getting spanked or spanking for that matter isn’t required, and should one chose to join in all limits are respected. I have some lovely silk panties I got in San Francisco that never have to come down a millimeter so my modesty would remain completely intact while a paddle would still acheive maximum effect.
Little bo peep
she lost her sheep
Her Top was not happy at all
Her panties half mast
With pout eyes downcast
A spanking might soon make her bawl
Perhaps a nice garter
Lace panties to barter
June Cleaver dress hiding it all
With just a coy smile
And enough bratty guile
A Top just might test out her gaul
A schoolmaster’s thinking
Could find school girls sinking
For splashing their punch in the hall
A cane or a tawse
The master’s the boss
Party or not it’s his call….
Judy Jetson might show
Ion suit all a glow
Her bottom an un matching pall
How cute it would be
For all guests to see
Captain Ahab yank her down the hall.
It sure would be great
To see fiction meet fate
If Tom Sawyer and Becky did call
We’d all watch him claim
The stripes she owned blame
For his gesture in lore was not small.
LOLOLOLOLOL
we shall see what we shall see.
September 16th, 2007 at 12:47 pm
Sure you can’t resist to do just an other poem again. Big Smile!
I think you would like it, to visit a spanking party. When friends asked us, one and a half year ago, I thought we weren’t the right people to do so. Since then we have gone three times and would immediately visit again if something occured.
I’ve followed your link and was impressed by everything written there. If I didn’t live in Europe I would love to go.