We were in bed and he'd just picked up a long willow switch when he noticed I was wearing my day collar rather than the leather one.
"Slave, go get your other collar", he chided me.
While I was getting the leather one out and changing them I was half hidden behind the dresser. The stick was long enough to reach out and whack me in uncomfortable places, such as my sides and thighs. I danced and shrieked.
Master said "Well, if you'd put the collar on where I could see your ass it might not be so bad."
I moved obligingly to where he could see and get a good swing at my ass.
This time he hit much harder and again and again on my butt. Ok, that hurt even more!
"Well, it was just a theory" he grinned at me.
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