After I had given him some oral attention Master said one of my favorite sentences ever: "Get on the bed, I'm going to cane you."
I hopped up there with a spare blanket under me. He put the leather strap on my wrists. He started with one of the canes we were given on Tuesday. One is bamboo and the other a hardwood called Ramin. Like the noodle, I guess, but really nothing like a noodle.
It felt really ouchy at first and I was thinking there must be an easier way of being than masochism. Not that I have any choice now. But after a while it began to feel quite a bit better. Yay, endorphins!
Then he began the ladder game, which is simple one strike of the cane at each number, up the ladder.
One, two, three.
One, two, three, four.
He went all the way up to 18 and those last 18 were particularly hard so I was whining and squiggling around. Then he took me and gave me up to 20 as hard, punishing thrusts from behind. He stopped.
"Now we just have to go back down the ladder".
With the cane of course.
20, 19, 18... right down to 1 and then
19, 18, 17...1
and so forth until it was only one.
The last dozen or more he did on my breasts and cunt. The very last one was just as he took me, he straightened up my head with his hand. This is often a prelude to a slap in the face, so I shut my eyes and clenched my jaw shut (better than having it knocked crooked), but instead he slapped my breast.
He told me that up and down a 20 rung ladder equals 420 blows.
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