Showing posts with label Big City. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Big City. Show all posts

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Meet the Newest Addition to Our Toy Box...

As I mentioned in the previous entry, today was our trip to The Big City.  It was a bit adventurous, but we visited our favorite BDSM Adult Store and made a purchase.

This is what we bought ("we" meaning Master--He picked it out and paid for it):


I'm not really sure how to describe it.  It's 25 inches long, half-an-inch in diameter, and it has a rubber grip on one end.  The body is covered in nylon mesh, the tip is capped with black plastic, and it weighs a quarter of a pound.  It's heavy.  It looks whippy, and it acts whippy, but upon impact, it isn't.

Oh, and it hurts.  A lot.

Once we were back at home, Master tied my wrists together with some purple rope, bent me over the end of the bed, then secured my arms to the headboard with the ends of the rope.  If you asked Him, He would tell you that He gave me a warm-up before using this new toy on me.  He's correct, if you define "warm-up" as two hand spanks on each ass-cheek.  Enough said about that.

The first few strokes with this new toy were all tip; I'm guessing He was getting a feel for the thing. Since I am nothing if not a helpful slave (hah!), I told Him about this.  I said all the energy was going to the tip.  (It felt like getting punched by little tiny fists, which produces a really strange visual, and I apologize for that.)

He changed His swing after my comment, or maybe He changed His position, I don't know because my face was in the mattress and I couldn't see Him.  However, when He hit me with it again, I no longer felt only the tip--I felt the whole thing.  And it was weird (in a good way) because it felt hard, like a cane, but with a deeper, ouchier pain, pain that lingered longer than the pain from a cane stroke.

It hurt, but I liked it (oh how He will love to read that statement...).  I was hoping it would leave some nice marks/bruises, but all it left me with was a really pink bottom.  Clearly we will need to experiment with this thing to determine how hard He can swing it without breaking my butt.

We also need to name this toy so I don't have to keep referring to it as a "thing."  I made a few suggestions, but they did not meet with Master's approval, so now it's up to Him to name it.

Here's one more picture.  If you know what this is called, by all means leave the name in the comments section.  It will be greatly appreciated.


Friday, December 23, 2011

Merry Christmas, Master!

This is what we bought in the Big City.  The impact toy is a leather strap (I included the measuring tape to give it scale.)  Below the strap is a set of nipple clamps. (Click on the photo for a larger view)
Master couldn't wait to try them out, and He wasn't disappointed.  The nipple clamps might look like toys, which was Master's impression, but they HURT.  Little tiny vice grips grabbing onto tender nipples HURT, don't let anyone tell you any different.

As for the strap, well no surprise here, it HURT too.  A LOT.  Especially when someone beats you with it really fast--whack-whack-whack-whack-whack.  It left my butt really red, and it left a few marks and welts.  Master said my butt was 'blushing', which just sounds so sweet...but 'being on fire' and 'blushing' are NOT the same thing.

Master named the new toy "Mr. Blister."  I hate Mr. Blister already.

But Master loves His new implements of pain, which is what's most important.  These are His Christmas presents, after all.

Slight bump in the road

Well, that was fun.  At some point yesterday afternoon, Blogger decided my account was spam and terminated it.  ???  This caused a huge time-suck, as I spent almost an hour trying to figure out how to appeal the termination.  Grrrr.   But as you can see, I won my appeal, and my blog is back in place.

Today we are off to the Big City so I can spoil Master for Christmas.  Maybe He will let me post a photo of our purchases once we return, then you can see how much I indulge Him.

Happy Holidays everyone!