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prperty -> RE: Impliments, or Barehands? (8/23/2007 12:37:59 AM)
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i cannot resist this question, i never state to my Owner what i crave, what i hunger for. i do not tell Him the next day how much i enjoyed His use of my body, but since this forum is allowing for my opinion, i will confess for all to see that i crave the cane. A nice, well soaked rattan cane. The cane given initially with brutaility without regard for flesh, given until the shock is gone, given until the endorphins have been spent. Then if one is very, very lucky, very fortunate indeed the next morning while the welts are still hard and the heat just under the skin, while the colors have not quite taken their full range, if they are very lucky they will be bent over once again and the canning will commence, for this time the pain goes deep, below the layer of fat, below the muscle, deep into the body, and for days after the fortunate soul feels the touch of her Owner, in every movement of her soul.
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