Meet my nemesis, his nickname is Mr Spikey. I call it a him because he is an extension of Sirs evil side, they work together against me.
I think this was one of the first toys we bought, I mean actually purchased as opposed to perverting household objects. We had only just started playing with impact and we, well mainly I, wanted a range of fairly gentle implements to ease me into it. I’m not very good at handling pain, don’t get me wrong I love bearing his marks but I’d take thuddy over stingy anytime.
When Sir held up the paddle at the stall we were looking around and I saw the beautiful purple suede I was so happy, I loved it. Then Sir turned it around and I saw row upon row of pyramid style spikes in hard unforgiving rubber. Immediately I changed my mind, no thanks! His face set and I knew there would be no swaying him onto something else, he said that I’d already agreed it was beautiful and it was in my favourite colour so it was obviously meant to be mine.
The suede side feels wonderful, the soft suede caresses my skin easing the sharp stinging slap, I love how Sir strokes me so gently, soothing me, lulling me into a false sense of security. I even like the sensation of the horrible spikey side when he strokes it over me, teasing me, I can feel the goosebumps building in anticipation, trying not to tense up because I know that it will only hurt more.
Luckily he only uses the rubber side as punishment and even more usually the threat of it being used is enough to stop me doing or saying something I shouldn’t. Well I say only as punishment, as soon as I mentioned the topic of this weeks Kink of the Week Sirs eyes sparkled and he told me to fetch Mr Spikey, I have no idea why I bring these things onto myself sometime, but my heart also did little flips, I wanted to bear the pain for him, I wanted his marks.