Goodbye, Berber Beater

Our lovely rattan carpet beater - dubbed the Berber Beater after the type of carpeting in our playroom - is no more.

Since it arrived in our home a few months ago, Ron has enjoyed it so much that he used it almost every time he spanked me. He loved the whooshing sound it made when it travelled through the air at high speed, and the rustling crack when it made contact with my bare bottom. I enjoyed it too; it was quite stingy but not unbearably so, because it covered a fairly wide area.

It wasn't until my last spanking with BB was over and I was collecting the implements to put then away as I had been told to do, that I noticed a shard of pale brown wood on the bed. I picked it up and examined it carefully. It was a piece of rattan from the business end of BB. I scrutinized the carpet beater for damage and saw where a piece had broken off. The fragment I held in my hand fit into part of the gap, but didn't totally fill it.

"Look," I held up poor BB for Ron to see. "You broke our favourite toy."

"No," he replied, "you broke it. Your bottom is pretty tough." Thanks for the compliment!

Together we searched the bed and floor, and found the remaining piece. Ron tried to glue the pieces onto BB but due to its flexible nature, they wouldn't stay put. He fastened them on with a plastic tie, but made it clear that from now on, Berber Beater was for decoration only. I think he was more disappointed than I was, but he knew what damage the broken ends would cause to my posterior and wasn't about to do that to me.

Now the question is, do we get a replacement? If so, should we purchase another one similar to the first, knowing that it too will eventually break?

Or should we go with a sturdier model?

  Perhaps something a bit more whimsical?

I'll have to do some research first.

Friday Fail - Spanking Bench

I suppose you could think of this as a spanking bench with its own built-in canes or switches. But they look rather difficult to remove without a saw or loppers. Besides, that would destroy the artistic ambiance.

Whomping Willow, anyone?

Rattan

While driving home from work the other day I passed a store that sells swimming pools, patio furniture and other assorted outdoor merchandise. I had driven by many times, but what caught my eye this time was a new electric sign that displayed constantly-changing messages, in a variety of colours and fonts, about the products available inside. This is what I saw:




Obviously this is what the sign was really advertising:




but this is what I thought of:





Perhaps I should drop in some day, just in case I was wrong.