Master was caning me, and it was quite painful, which makes me laugh. I know it sounds horrible, but it actually happens to quite a few masochists I know. I have no idea why, endorphins or something.
Master started encouraging me with this routine:
"Do find something amusing about my fwiend in Wome?"
"No, Master", with stifled giggles.
"My fwiend, Biggus Dickus"?
More laughing. Harder caning.
"He has a wife you know."
"Do you want to know her name?"
Stifled giggles. Dancing feet. Another hard whack with the cane.
"She's called Incontinentia.