Yesterday morning I made an awful transgression which, Abel decided, merited an immediate punishment. So he sent me upstairs with the words, “Choose a cane and wait for me!”
Choose a cane. Easy for him to say. We have hundreds of them, one nastier than the other. How am I supposed to pick which one I fancy being striped with?
Generally, I prefer the thick, thuddy ones. They’re cool. But they look so bloody scary, even if I know in my head that I really do like them. Then there are the whippy ones, which look, well, harmless – on account of their thinness – but I know pretty well the little bastards slice into you like a razor.
And then there are the dragon canes, which are whippy and thuddy at once, and are really not very good for anything but scaring a girl to death, but I like being scared to death.
So how can I just go and choose?
Anyway, I picked a thinnish cane we haven’t used for a while, mainly because we haven’t used it for a while. I thought it might be getting bored, and felt sorry for it.
I’m sure it felt a lot better after biting me six times in quick succession. That’s what canes like to do, I think.
Hundreds of them.
So that would be at least two hundred.
They have to take up an awful lot of space. I can’t imagine that you are exaggerating because I know that Abel wouldn’t approve. But equally I have difficulty imagining so many canes in one building.
And you keep track of them all. Lovingly recalling when each one was last used. Selecting a lonesome rod on account of it being so long since it was deployed.
Hundreds of them.
And some of us reckon that one plus a spare is more than enough.
Hundreds? Did I say “hundreds”? There are actually _millions_.
There’s a mistake in your opening sentence, my love:
“Yesterday morning I made an awful transgression which, Abel decided, merited an immediate punishment.”
No. It should read:
“Yesterday morning I made an awful transgression which merited an immediate punishment.”
No “Abel decided” required. It just did. I’m sure readers will agree, when they learn the nature of the offence.
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Can’t wait…the Punishment Book has been very quiet lately!
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Abel, please give Haron ‘six of the best’, and I mean very best strokes of the cane on her voluptous bare bottom, with her knickers down, and only wearing suspender-belt and stockings, for an erotic view