• My heart gives a leap,
    As I think of all the joy,
    Now that I'm someones,
    Personal whipping boy.

    I'm really looking forward,
    To feel the sting of the whip,
    As it digs into my flesh,
    And makes my blood drip.

    To feel the hot searing,
    And the throbbing of the pain,
    As I beg my new found owner,
    To whip me once again.

    As the whip comes crashing down,
    I hear that joyous sound,
    In the warm stinging pain,
    My tortured soul is drowned.

    There is nothing quite like it,
    It is the ultimate release,
    My only wish now,
    Is that the feeling will not cease.