D/s Christmas Poem (sissy edition)
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse
The paddles were hung in the cupboard with care,
In hopes that his bottom soon would be bare
The children were nestled at grandma's in
bed,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And the sissy sub in his pretty nightie, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long discipline chat,
When out of his mouth there arose such a
clatter,
I sat on the bed as he sassed "Hey what's the matter?"
I pulled him across my knee in a flash,
Pulled down his lace panties to bare his cute ass.
His bottom was white as the new-fallen snow
But would soon give way to the luster of a healthy red glow,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a large wooden paddle, to redden his rear,
With long hard swings, both lively and quick,
He knew in a moment it won't be a picnic.
In rapid succession the paddling came,
I shouted, and called out his no-nos by name
"Now, SASSING! Now, SMOKING! And STAYING
UP LATE!"
I paddled him hard and continued his fate.
He begged and he pleaded and I knew he would bawl!
His bottom, his thighs I covered them all!
As I held him down tight I listened to him
cry,
When the paddle met him, there were tears in his eyes,
So I spanked and I spanked and the paddle it flew,
With the lecture of love that came with it too.
The wiggling and kicking of each big foot
The paddle would soon make his little ass cook.
As I drew back the paddle, again it was sound,
Down on his bottom it came with a bound.
He was a beautiful and sexy sissy, from his
head to his foot,
But his soul was all tarnished like ashes and soot;
A bundle of guilt he had on his back,
I took them away with each paddle wack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! With tears that weren't merry!
His cheeks were red as roses, his thighs like a cherry!
His beautiful wig was drawn up in a bow,
And his bottom was now not as white as the snow
I let him get up and put the paddle on the
shelf,
I kissed him and hugged him and I love him more than myself;
A wink of my eye and a twist of my head,
Soon let him know it was now time for bed
I spoke not a word, but went straight to
work,
I tucked him in bed; then turned with a jerk,
And laying my finger aside of my nose,
And thinking inside, "The sissy’s bottom is red as a rose"
Now discipline is not as easy as a whistle,
And it won't go away like the down of a thistle.
Now to all of you who love spankings so dear,
"MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A RED REAR!
(note: original author is unknown. It used to be about a female sub but I changed it to a sissy male version and changed a few other words.)
