Wednesday, October 30, 2013
My Ass 1, Uma Paddle 0
Saturday night at the new basement dungeon in our friends' house, Master chained me to the cross and threw pretty much everything in the toy bag at me. He said he was going easy on me, because it was going to be a long night with many play opportunities and he didn't want to wear me out first thing. But, after a particularly hard swing at my butt, which left a bruise, (I can still see it) there was sadly a casualty. We lost dear Uma, the smiley paddle (hahahaha gloat, gloat). Perhaps she can be rebuilt better, stronger, but I have my doubts on that. Master says she now needs an eye patch, like Daryl Hannah in Kill Bill.
Somehow, I don't think that will make her less creepy.
I'd like to show the dungeon, but maybe kaya will take some pics (hint, hint) because it was extremely cool, with the Halloween theme, all sorts of furniture to play on, a cage complete with spooky zombie at the back, and a watcher's/lounging corner with comfy couches and pillows.
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