...Spoil the Child

Grounded You say I’m grounded Ground me Impossible it seems to keep me in one spot For any length of time Unless between my thighs And make your eyes speak for you They say more then you ever could When your glares scream at me My knees are weak I am yours to please Ground me Yes I am grounded Closer to the floor then I ever thought possible And you pound me Over and over again Until I understand that I’m yours There is no pretence When I am made yours And nothing false about your quickening pace As your soft hands touch my face And your stare makes love to my mind Ground me I need stability Your steady hand brings it to me Round and round again Are you ready For me To test your rod again