WinsomeDefiance
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You know, before I experienced it, I would ave scoffed at the notion espoused in the books. When I knelt and begged for the collar, part of the ritual was to give me 3 strikes with this evil thing that had 3 strands knotted with what felt like freaking cannon balls at the end of it. I scoffed, when he showed it to me, thinking pfft, that toy won't even tickle. 3 strikes and I was bawling. Not because it hurt, which it DID. But because of how it effected me, emotionally, to be naked, kneeling before someone who had the power to strike me like that whenever he chose. It laid me bare, emotionally. I wasn't even remotely prepared for that sort of a response. I hated it. I hated him, and I hated that gawdawful three balled bastard, at that moment anyway. Fickle slut that I am. I was hugging and kissing him minutes later. Turned out to be the better choice, since my other impulse was to shove that hated implement up his umm....nostrils yeah, that's what I was thinking.
< Message edited by WinsomeDefiance -- 11/4/2008 7:31:12 PM >
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