Revised sonnet #38
He sweat the dominatrix prone to pout
In kangaroo hot pants and bra that night
Hard cold cuffs clicked upon him sassy sleight
A knead of knuckles forceful fun found out
The riding crop above he writhed about
He would and wouldnt want its fight or flight
Then she hit him hard she unleashed her might
He sobbed submissive stuff he wouldnt shout
He was a wriggling worm of lowly birth
He was a naughty little primping ponce
He was a mental midget mugging mirth
He was a luckless loser nixed the nonce
He licked her high heel strap to sole to spike
He did her duties never known to pike
Chorus spike prong tine
