Master has this one strap, which I helpfully (stupidly) acquired for him.
I don't like it.
He saves it for when he really wants to hurt me. Last night Master used it both on the back side- my back, butt, thighs, and also on the fronts of my thighs. Once between my legs. It does leave marks and stings like hell. It almost feels like a belt but it is thinner and the edges are harder, and almost sharp. They feel sharp when he snaps me with it; the "wet towel" type of snap is what he likes best.
His intention was to make me hurt. We didn't have sex; that happened earlier in the day. When I said thank you after the strapping, that I really enjoyed it, he was surprised. I said it did hurt, a lot, but it felt so good when he stopped. I was floating along on my little happy cloud as I drifted off to sleep.
Is this what they mean when they say "I'm gonna wear my belt out on your ass"?
Friday, March 1, 2013
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