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Spankin' New Limericks by Rebcake 12 Stanzas And now, the filthy limericks: Spike regarded the insolent chit Her chin raised, her brow cocked, that’s it! He’d wipe off that smile though it might take awhile Be days before she could sit “Now Buffy, you know you’ve been snotty high-hatting, behaving so haughty. It’s time that you see it hurts you more than me Tonight’s the last time you’ll be naughty.” He undid his buckle, real slow She foolishly let her eyes roll He whipped his belt free Tipped her over his knee Her wrists bound behind: Rodeo! She struggled, she bellowed out, “Spike!” He chuckled, “I know what you like” He flipped up her skirt Promised, “It’s gonna hurt” Prepared to dole out the first strike He paused to admire the view He’d soon change that apricot hue Like a sailor she swore as she wriggled some more All he saw were her pink briefs, askew He mused, “What to do about them?” while he idly plucked at the trim He decided, like a guy to drop them mid-thigh Pulled roughly, knuckles skimming her quim His hand then returned to her cheeks Gave each a hard pinch, to her shrieks He’d see blooming rosies and shocking pink posies A garden of delights, s’what he seeks He brought his palm down with a crack Then followed it up with a smack Two hand prints, so pretty He’d like a photo, it’s a pity No camera, he resumes his attack The blows rained down, rat-a-tat-tat She yowled like a Siamese cat Her lovely bottom was blazing She looked entirely amazing He took a deep sniff, what was that? He spread her bum cheeks for a look She whimpered, trembled and shook Her pussy was gushing Her sweet face was flushing He’d finish this now, by the book He held out his hand for a kiss She pressed her lips there with a hiss Slid his thumb down her slit While he strummed on her clit One last whack, she shuddered in bliss He licked his soaked fingers: a buffet Was tempting to hit instant replay But he smoothed back her hair While she gasped for more air “Midnight, Slayer, he rumbled, “Happy birthday” A/N: Sarah Aless asked, “Please write me a really naughty Spuffy spanking fic, with a real strict and growly and dominant Spike.” She even fluttered her eyelashes at me, cheeky girl. How could I resist? I like imagining Spike with a shiner while this takes place. Does that make me a bad person? Also, All the existing reviews were lost in the e-fire. So very sad. Please help rebuild the comments that held so much sentimental value. Thank you.
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