Training You

Training you…

My anger mounting as your defiance shows again
Do I have a choice? You just want to win
I feel at loss with all this power
I can do nothing but stay away in this hour…

My breath is held, like I would have held you
But lets be honest love, pouting suits you
I am in a struggle, my primal side is mad
Take you down, make you scream, my angry side is bad…

What I give to you must make your body an addict
Yet in my justice, taunting you, I’m quite the saddest
My growl is deep, my rage does not differ
Because I need to train you all the better

Training you, maybe you’ll be good
Teaching you, but you never understood
I am your Master, yet I feel so low
How can my passion rise if you’re so slow…?

I want you as my own, in dark forbidden ways
You suffocate my intentions and the desire falls away
I want to teach you, training only the best
Yet my whole challenge is beating the rest

Can I be a good Master, or do I show my doubts
Will you ever listen, or continue to act out?
So many questions, so many ways to say
I want to take control and teach you how to behave…

I have a lot to bring out in you and I have much to show
Lie down and take it, be a good girl and grow
I want to do things to you no one has dared to try
Break you down and kiss you as you cry

Can you see me spanking away your bad mood?
And imagine you over my knee when you have an attitude
Or take for instance you don’t do your chores
I’ll whip you so good your heart beat will soar

Now I want you to be good, don’t get the wrong thought
But if you do disappoint me… but you ought naught
I will be the best Master and you will be a great slave
Just bend over and give me what I crave…

I love the way you squirm and beg for more
I often have to hold my self back from making you sore
Crying for me to release you’re pent up needs
I oblige you for such pleasant screams….

My body and yours in a shallow dance
Of passion and pain it’s our own romance
Don’t lose your ambition and I won’t lose my strength
Let’s do this with envy and I’ll keep you in bodies’ length

Such a sweet surrender the way you let yourself go
I quickly take what you give and take your body below
One more kiss one more slap and you’ll be in perfect shape
Do not forget what I’ve taught because you will never escape…


Jessicca Hoffmann January 20, 2007