Wednesday we watched more Orange is the New Black. I rubbed Master's feet until the kids' bedtime, probably an hour, then I rubbed a different spot. He had me pulled down on his lap to suck him soon enough.
At bedtime I waited in my spot. He came in, told me to get a paddle and return to position while he did one more thing, and he stepped out again. I picked the small cupped paddle that lives in the bedside table drawer. When he came back in he said that wasn't the one he wanted, and he up the heavy hickory cane. He began to walk around me, tapping it firmly on the floor. I just waited. I wasn't bothered that I had picked something he didn't prefer. He said pick, I picked, but it is up to him whether to use that or something else, as always. I prefer the heavy cane to the paddle anyway, not that it would matter in the end. He'd get to the paddle later.
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The cane struck my rear and I grunted a bit. More strikes, and also hitting between my legs.
He moved me to the bed and switched to the paddle. After a few dozen hard strikes he said it was time for the ladder game.
First you go up the ladder:
One, two, three.
And so on up to ten.
Then you have to come back down the ladder.
When my ass was thoroughly sore, Master used me quickly and then we cuddled up for sleep.
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