The Silly Life of Late Middle Age
So I'm this old white male, and I keep looking around to see if I'm part of this country's power structure. Unfortunately, I don't think I got the memo or invitation to join, so here I am. But I still have the guilt, I guess, because I'm looking to get spanked and sissified/feminized. I thought about going to a shrink about it, but decided not to - I couldn't afford it anyway. Besides, I met this guy on here who's a real dominant, who seems to enjoy making my bottom red. I don't know how long it will last, but hey, I'll find out...
I decided to write this blog about silly stuff, at least what's silly to my probably warped mind. I'll leave you with this:
I first met this woman on line
Whose demeanor was perfectly fine
When we met I was late, but she said that's perfectly great
'Cause I'm gonna spank you for not being on time.
She took me to her home with glee
And I ended up over her knee
Your bottom she said, I'm going to turn red
'Cause it's a beautiful color to see.
She spanked my until I cried
Using a hairbrush on my backside
And when she was done, she said to me "hon"
Now it's my strap-on you're going to ride.
More next time...
