Are you the type that loves to have naughty things done to your bum? Maybe you enjoy the fine art of caning. Does the mere thought of bending over a desk, bum high in the air waiting for that first lovely sting of pain bring joy to your nether regions? I bet you just can’t wait to run to the mirror just to take a peek at your nice, new, red marks of pain and joy. That’s right; slowly run your fingers over each and every angry welt. The first touch after your beating takes your breath away and you smile at the memory of each painful lash. You lightly reach down and fondle your now limp dick hoping to rekindle the hot flame for just one more orgasm. But wait; no one told you that you could wank on that tiny dick again! Tell me; just what do you think you’ve done to deserve such pleasure? I’m waiting, still waiting. Oh hell are you going to take all damn night? Oh did I hurt your little feelings? HAHA Dip shit do you really think I care one way or the other how much my words sting? You are nothing more then a play thing to me. I amuse myself at your expense, nothing more, and nothing less.
Alright I can just picture you sitting there, scratching your head, thinking “what about the other fun things”. You know that’s a good question, and one I might answer for you someday. I’ll think about it. In the mean time just keep the lube ready for action; never know…