Welts Fading; A Phone Sex Spanking Baby Poem

Call Mommy Skyler @ 1-844-33-CANDY Ext 259
Call Mommy Skyler @ 1-844-33-CANDY Ext 259

Here we are again, with little baby always mis-behaving,

Not long after, Mommy’s merciless red-spotted welts started fading.

When you run from me, to your punishment, you are aiding,

For, I will catch you, and make sure, it is a LONG, long time, before the new welts on your ass begin disintegrating.

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Spanky-copter, Mommy’s Not-So-Fun Helicopter Belt Phone Sex

BAD BOY! What the fuck have I told you?

It is almost as if you LIKE it when I beat your fucking ass!

And, you know WHAT?!?! Mommy is tired of feeling bad about swatting you, because you can not seem to BE fucking good, ever!

If it is not one thing, it is the other with you…

So, I won’t feel bad anymore, this is going to be FUN!

Time for Skyler’s Spanky-copter, Mommy’s Not-So-Fun Helicopter Belt Phone Sex!!

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Welts Fading II; Spanking Baby Phone Sex Poem Continued

Call Mommy Skyler @ 1-844-33-CANDY Ext 259
Call Mommy Skyler @ 1-844-33-CANDY Ext 259

Here we are again, with little baby always mis-behaving,

Not long after, Mommy’s merciless red-spotted welts started fading.

When you run from me, to your punishment, you are aiding,

For, I will catch you, and make sure, it is a LONG, long time, before the new welts on your ass begin disintegrating.

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Welts Fading, A Phone Sex Poem For Baby

CALL YOUR FAVORITE MOMMY @ 1-844-33-CANDY EXT 259
CALL YOUR FAVORITE MOMMY @ 1-844-33-CANDY EXT 259

Welcome to; Welts Fading, A Phone Sex Poem For Baby.

Welts Fading   By: Skyler

He secretly loves it, though it feels so degrading,

His back side aflame, and on fire,

Until, the welts start fading.

To my palm, he has growing used to, his ass is Jading,

So, Natalie, and I are forced to spank him, again.

To keep our beautiful, red spotted, welts from fading.

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Try To Be A Good Boy Until After I Have Had My Phonesex Coffee

paddling spanking mommy

Usually, I am a very sweet Mommy.  I love my little angels with all my heart, always, even when I can’t be the sweet Mommy.  Yesterday was one of those times.

I woke up groggy and heard my little ray of sunshine already pitter pattering downstairs.  I could hear the faint hissing of the coffee pot and as I inhaled I could smell the warm delicious aroma waiting for me downstairs.  I stood up and shrugged on my thin robe and began making my way to the stairs.  Just as my foot hit the top step I heard it…

*CRASH*

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