Between the two of us, Jack & I have quite a collection of implements, all of which are designed to inflict maximum pain. Since all of our spankings are disciplinary in nature, it can pretty much be assumed that whatever implement of torture I happen to be facing at any particular moment is sure to be something I both hate and dread.
That said, there are some things I hate more than others; some items which put me on the verge of panic before they ever touch me. They, of course, quickly become Jack’s favorites.
This weekend, after finding myself in a bit of trouble (shocking, I know!), I faced off with the mother-of-all-paddles. If I had to guess (and I do, as I never find myself in possession of a tape measure when this paddle comes out) I’d place it at about 3/4″ thick, 3 1/2″ wide, and about 18″ long. Ouch. Usually sessions with this paddle are bad enough that they’re broken into small segments with time to recuperate in between. Usually just the sight of this paddle produces a very repentant, teary eyed girl. Usually Jack doesn’t swing it quite as hard as he did this weekend. Did I mention ouch?
I have a bad habit (in Jack’s eyes, to my way of thinking it’s just dandy) of bouncing back quickly after even what seem like very hard spankings. Although in the moment I may feel like I’ll simply die from the pain and voice that feeling with desperate cries and even sometimes (to my immense chagrin) beg for mercy, about two seconds after the last stroke has fallen the pain fades and is quickly forgotten. I’ve gotten used to this, I like this, which is why I was so shocked when the ache from the evil paddle did not gently dissipate as it was put down and the next paddle picked up. It did not dissipate as that paddle fell ten hard times across my already sore backside. Nor did it dissipate as that paddle was put carefully away and I was released from my position.
While the ache did finally ease about ten minutes later, I’ve decided that this information is definitely not something it would be safe for Jack to have. So uhm… let’s just leave this as our lil secret… k?