My deliciously bruised ass after another weekend of festivities. I was gagged with a bandana and soundly beaten.
It's amazing what a wooden hairbrush and an open palm can do when the wielder is a determined over-achiever.
The colors are beautiful, no?
B still has yet to use the birch cane I got him for his birthday. He said he was going to try it out this weekend, but never followed through.
I wonder if he's only biding his time and using the delay to work up my fear/anticipation.
If he is, it's certainly working!
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