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Who loves his childs,
corrects them.
The hour is there,
you hold me tight with strong hand,
an escape impossible.
You say: the "Zivi" speaks.
Your power delegated at
a cord of leather or a stick made of bamboo.
The hiss,
like a snake,
is in the air.
A smack
cuts up
the silence.
The first stroke
already punishment enough,
the second stroke
humiliating,
the third stroke
my soul annihilating.
My squirming
no impediment;
every further stroke
pleasure
for you.
© Liv Christiane Daria Göhner 28.09.1998, translated 14.01.2005
Zitat 228(228):
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