These Feet Were Made For….. thumping??

Lately, Master’s taken a liking to whacking my feet.

A couple of weeks ago, we were sitting on the couch watching a movie, about as vanilla a moment as you can get, and I’d tucked my feet up into his lap (cuz he’s warm, see, and my feet are not), when all of a sudden he snatches up a foot and started flicking it.

Master is no ordinary flicker. He’s a Super Flicker. He has strong hands and strong fingers and he flicks like a.. a.. well I don’t know what flicks really really hard- besides him.

I mean, a hummingbird is an awesome flicker, but they don’t really conjure up an image of brutality, yanno?

Anyway. Let’s just picture Master naked except for red tights, with a big cape and a mask. Super FlickerMan.

Ever since then, he’s been oddly obsessed with whacking the bottoms of my feet. (though now I’m going to pull up the mental image of Super FlickerMan and giggle my ass off. Surely THAT won’t help.)

I have really sensitive feet. I hardly ever walk around inside bare foot, and I *never* go outside bare foot, ever ever ever. The grass, it hurts.

My feet are delicate. Dainty. Fragile even!

Like me. *beams*

I spend a lot of time like this now, feet together. Trying to find some way to cover/hide/protect my tender tootsies. Especially when he has thwacking objects in his hands.

Else he snatches one up and starts whacking on it!

And then.. THEN.. he has the nerve to say “Hold your foot still so I can beat it or it’s just gonna get worse.”

Srsly.

In what world does that even make sense!?

If I could be still I’d already be still. How in God’s name does he expect I’ll be still under threat of it getting any worse??

Honestly. He flunked Kaya Logical at Dom U.

Big fat red F.

For FAIL.

It works, but that’s not the point. As a logical conclusion to come to, he fails. It only works because I’m just THAT obedient. *cough*

Notice the heart shaped crop he’s thwacking me with. He says, mid-foot beating, all sweet and tender-like, “It’s heart shaped because I love you, honey.”

o.O

Oh rly?

Soooo… going by HIS kind of logical equations…..

I love him, too. Bunches and bunches.

:D

Dare me? Double-dawg dare me?

~cunt

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