Wet and Wild

Last weekend we had an especially energetic spanking session that included the dressage whip as one of the four implements involved. I have a love/hate relationship with that thing. The pain it generates, even when applied lightly, is at the top of my tolerance level. While I can stay in place calmly for all other implements, when my husband wields the whip I inch away from him while bent over the bed, trying to escape the darned tassel on the end of it. That's what produces the maximum pain.

I'm not exactly sure what other implements were used that day. I think the square wooden hairbrush was one. It has stiff bristles with tiny plastic balls on the ends, and it feels quite nice when the bristle side connects with my bottom. I forget what the other two were, although I think one was leather and one was wood. By the time Ron put down the dressage whip for the last time, I was quite exhausted.

He hadn't given me the okay to get up, so I didn't know whether he was finished or just switching implements. I heard a rattle behind me, then he stepped forward and I felt a warm stream of water splash over my hot bottom. Ron had sprayed me with the bottle of "cat controller". We keep a spray bottle full of plain water in the bedroom and use it when the cat's squalling in the early morning gets too annoying, or when the dogs are in full hysterical playtime mode and need to be distracted. It doesn't harm them and they all resent getting wet, so it's an effective training aid. They only have to see it in Ron's hand to turn into little angels.

The water was room temperature, and it felt good on my blazing bottom. I almost blurted out how spankings were supposed to hurt more on a wet behind, then quickly thought better of it. I had had enough for one day. I reached back and wiped the water away as it ran down my thighs.

I turned to look at Ron and he seemed very pleased with himself.

"Steam is rising from your bum," he snickered. I laughed too.

"That hit the spot," I replied as I stood up and hugged him. "You're such a smart ass."

"I know," Ron replied, and we both laughed at that too. As he put away the implements I decided that I would save experimenting with spanking a wet bottom some time soon. We had all the equipment handy. I refilled the water bottle, just in case.