Our good friend Jean Marie was inspired by a recent brunch to compose a song parody. She gave me permission to share it with you, and here it is:
The Sounds Opposite of Silence
By Jean Marie
Hello bedspread, my old friend
I’ve come to stare at you again
Because my new boyfriend wants me OTK
He’s going to make me rue this day
With a spankin’ that my butt will ne’er forget
It’ll still remain
After the bruises have faded
In restless dreams I stand alone
As skirt goes up and pants come down
“Neath the halo of a bedside lamp
My pussy grows both sticky and damp
Then my butt is pained with the flash of his spanking hand
More than I could stand
Man, I’ll be bruised forever
And in that naked light I saw
Ten thousand spankos, maybe more
People spanking with a sense of fun
Bottoms hoping it’ll ne’er be done
Kinksters writing poems in their lover’s flesh
Eloquent
Bruises on butts unfaded
“Ouch” cried I, “That hurts so much
Spankings get so hot to the touch
Hear my pleas that you might back-off
Read my signs, you brutish jack-off!”
But I feared my words like silent teardrops fell
Unheeded like my bruises
But then this Top, he stopped and prayed
To the altar that he claimed my pert butt had made
He worshipfully deified
The derriere he almost crucified
The Top prayed, “This butt is near perfect
It just needs some color, some heat…”
“Proceed,” I said, my other cheeks blushing
And the night was filled with the sounds opposite of silence
Slava Ukraini
Glory to Ukraine
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6 comments:
In the brunch topic about whether everyone keeps eyes open or shut during a spanking, Hermione said that she is an eyes open submissive soul, that she studies "the pattern of the bedspread." I liked that turn of phrase, especially because it seemed to point out a difference. Generally, I'm turned over so that my weight is supported by my hands and feet and I'm staring at the floor. I pictured sweet Hermione lying across her man's lap, but mostly supported by the bed beneath them. This got my mind to churning, and this song parody resulted. Hope you like it.
Warmly,
JM
I loved it! I sang the comment instead of reading it. I apologize to anyone who heard me.
To the altar that he claimed my pert butt had made
He worshipfully deified…
Well who hasn’t done that??? I used to people-watch in my road warrior day; in airport terminals when really bored. Every great once in while a head-snapper would come into view and I was all “Oh God…!” Worship-worthy!
A fun post. Thanks for the creativity, the abuse of copyright license, and simple truths.
This is great Jean Marie, I loved it and sung along. Very clever. Thank you Hermione ☺
Hugs
Roz
Absolutely wonderful. The tune and words are going to be stuck in my head forever.
Wendel
Jean Marie, very good. Loved it. Very clever.
Hermione, thanks for sharing.
Love,
Ronnie
xx
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