i forgot in my last post mention a straight cane that Master recently added to His collection. Its not as supple as the rotan cane He has and i very much enjoy the thuddy feeling it gives. i use the word enjoy loosely because it can also be shear hell.

Like the last time Master used it on me. He'd been teasing me all throughout the evening, randomly roughly spreading my legs and slapping my cunt, hard, before continuing with what He was doing. By the time we went to bed i was not only quite sore but also extremely wet. Feeling Master's hand tightly squeeze my cunt before His fingers disappeared inside of me only added to my excitement. Apparently His too as His cock was rock hard when i took Him into my mouth.

Almost immediately i felt Him use the slut paddle on my arse, which was already somewhat bruised from a caning several days earlier. As His fingers plunged deeper into me the blows became harder, this never fails to make me want to take Him deeper into my mouth until i feel Him in my throat, its as if it makes the pain more bearable for some reason.

By that time all i wanted was to feel Him deep inside me but Master told me to lick His arse while He continued to paddle me. The blows became harder and harder as my tongue probed Him trying to reach in as far as possible. His reaction to my pitiful pleading to be fucked was to tell me that He wanted to cane me first and order me to position myself on my stomach with two pillows under me so that He had a perfect aim at my now glowing arse.

First He used the twisted double cane before exchanging it for the straight one. Each lash was harder that the last and i had to struggle to stay in position. i heard Master ask if i enjoyed suffering for Him. As always it was a torn answer yes/no/yes/no of course ending with "Yes Master." Hearing His voice helped to put things in perspective. He is my Master, whom can and will do anything He wishes with me and i as His slave will not only accept it but welcome the pain He chooses to cause me.

i think i was probably still whimpering and begging to be fucked when He said that first He would give me 5 hard consecutive strokes with the cane, i braced myself. Master knows that i have difficulty dealing with the cane when the strokes follow each other in a fast tempo, i always feel like i have no time to catch my breath and prepare for the next one, making it oh so difficult to maintain my position. He does enjoy making life difficult for me sometimes.

i was still squirming and groaning from the pain when I felt Him thrust His cock hard into me. my arse was sore and on fire from the caning, my cunt from the slapping, my hips from His fingers pressing deep into my flesh as He thrust in and out of me, giving me an awesome, well worth waiting for orgasm as i felt Him swell and explode inside me.

Sitting on the train writing this i can still very much feel my cunt sore and swollen, making me throb and long for Him all over again.