Oww fucking owwwww

While we were out yesterday, in between stops for Guitar Hero stuff, we managed to cram in a visit to the sex shop in that area. Yes, other people go for coffee and cake... we go to sex shops. Actually coffee and cake would be cheaper, but... Anyway a few items did follow us home including this Asylum Prescription Pain Paddle. The paddle appears to be made from 1/4 inch heavy rubber, with the Rx symbol on one end and a cord handle through the other.

One of these days there are going to be birthday gifts that can be shown to people other than the readers of this blog... this was not one of those birthdays...

Now it was purchased because it will make a great medical prop for a photo shoot and it was at a very good discounted price. That was why it was bought... that was the only reason. Anyway it was sitting on the couch and so was He. Except He was fondling the paddle in a very alarming manner... it was being picked up and swished through the air, checked for flex, smacked on the leather of the couch and.... The whole thing was rather off putting to one small slave at the other end quietly eating breakfast. And really one should listen to those little warning voices... they have a distressing way of being right...

Because He decided to have an experimental swat with the damn thing... on real flesh. One small slave's real flesh...

Oh dear gods did that thing hurt...

It thudded down with a crack and then the burn started...

Through layer upon layer of flesh...

There were swear words and there might have been a small screech... or two.

Actually there might have been a promise to never be bad again...

Needless to say He was thrilled...

Mutters that paddle is going to disappear into a props container... somewhere at the bottom of a large stack of them... never to see the light of day again...

He is not of that opinion L