Now lift your bottom, lift it more,
I’ll teach you not to act the whore,
It seems my asking was in vain,
So now you’ll learn to take some pain.
Self pleasure’s not to be enjoyed,
Without permission, I’m annoyed,
May this remind you who’s the top,
You’ll take six red lines from my crop.
It’s no good pleading with those eyes,
Or letting out a stream of sighs,
You’ll take what’s coming with good grace.
I want to see it on your face.
Now count them out girl, nice and loud,
And make your Master very proud.
And maybe after if you please,
You’ll squat before me on your knees.
Now have you learned your lesson well?
If I remind you will you tell?
Of what will happen to my pet,
If I should find you bare and wet.