to the tune of "Sailing, Sailing.."

 Hairbrush, hairbrush, o'er her lap while bare
It hurts like hell
I scream and yell
Bur she simply does not care

Caning, caning, naked o'er the stool
I cannot lie
I want to cry
Why must she be so cruel?

Beating, beating, at a dungeon fair
 My butt so bruised
 My thighs abused
That people stop and stare..

Paddle, paddle, on my hands and knees
She swings and hits
Right where I sit
Ignores my plaintive pleas

Spooning, spooning, on my tender thighs
 It hurts so much,
 At just a touch
 I blurt out pain filled cries

Squeezing, squeezing, nipples tender mine
She ties me down
And with a frown
She tells me not to whine

Biting, pinching, my body, oh so pale
She is my wife
Such is the life
of a masochistic male