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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Friday April 17th, 2009 11:14am
Uh-oh. Lolspeak. U iz gonna get more thumping.
ROFL You don’t by any chance have theme music running through your head when you think of him in his Super Thumper costume o you? Cause if so I just have to hear it. All I get is SuperMan : )
DOUBLE DARE :D
Master likes the bottoms of my feet too, and I’m not sure why. Though I certainly won’t complain when he starts massaging them!
Hello,
I have been reading your blog for a while (not too long though) and I love it, but I have a personal question (and I am not judging, it is only a question) that I would really appreciate if you would answer. Of course since it is personal I do understand that you may not want to share it with me. In any case the question is(or rather the series of questions are) as follows: Do your kids know about the blog? If yes, don’t they complain about the possible humiliation at school if somebody figures the connections out, especially since their names have been mentioned here and there in the blog? If no, don’t you worry that it may happen that a friend of theirs finds the blog and spills the beans? And for any of these possibilities what is your response to convince them (and yourself maybe) that this is your choice and they should not interfere (or anything along those lines I guess)? If you have blogged about this, can you post the link again?
They do not know about the blog.
I don’t really worry about it being found. Maybe I should, but.. I don’t. *shrug* If it is, I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it.
My kids are pretty darn intelligent as well as being pretty open to the facts of alternative lifestyles. They haven’t been sheltered. If it comes up, I’ll be honest (age appropriate honesty) and if the blog or whatever remains an issue for them that they can’t handle, it’s gone.
I have posted about them before but trying to wade through and find links would take more time than I have.
Totally OT, but naked men wearing socks give me such giggles…
I was going to say the EXACT same thing! I tried to get all hot because Scott really is quite yummy…but then I saw the socks. tee hee.
I was gonna ask if he ever takes his sox off when he’s nekkid. That’s sorta…well… squicky. Ha!
Oh you guys and his socks! Brats.
He takes his socks off when we go to bed, but the floors are cold here! If he’s gotta be walking around, he keeps them on. It’s better than being naked and wearing his old-man slippers!
….it’s also better than just wearing one sock. Which Moose does often. And those socks show up in the weirdest places…like last night, one was apparently in his recliner, so when he stood up (Moose = naked usually), there was a sock stuck in his butt. I nearly got a cock-slap upside the head because I giggled so long.
Aww!
I think its sweet that he said I love you, hunny while whacking your feet with his heart shaped whip
Kaya, don’t you think penguin and kitty should come up to visit and we’ll ask penguin if kitty can be cute too..just like that..*WEFG*..maybe even give penguin the two sets of clover clamps…one for the nips and one for the lower lips….
Love ya girl..and hopefully we can hit the Ren Faire this year..and met ya both down there.
Laters,
S
Kaya,
But those feet are simply begging for atention. Couldn’t you hear them? I could. BTW are you ticklish? ;)
Dave
Oh I am incredibly ticklish, but that’s not a kink we play at. Because tickling pisses me off beyond all reason. Seriously, I just get livid. I dunno why, but Master doesn’t go there often. He will occasionally “just to prove he can if he wants to” but, yeah, I get PISSED.
Heart-shaped crop. How sweet!
I actually tend to LIKE it when Daddy hits my feet. Of course, my feet tend to be stained green and brown from the time the weather hits 65 in the spring until…well, till he makes me wear shoes again. I used to be very afraid of it, though. Now I’m all, “Please hit my back and then my feet…leave my poor ass alone.”
Glad you guys have had such a good time!
That’s the cutest whip I have ever seen. It’s actually so adorable that I can’t imagine it hurts. :D
I should give it to you. *nods* So you can feel the POWAH! ;-)
I TOTALLY double dog dare you! I hope you can run fast though. Cause S has long legs and I have a feeling he’s pretty fast.
Actually I’ve decided to up my dare from a double dog dare.. to a TRIPLE dog dare you. Why? Because in my own way I’m a sadistic bitch. It’s a weird thing that I have in the back of my head sometimes. The bitch just won’t shut up right now. So yeah. Triple dog dare.
Narrator: NOW it was serious. A double-dog-dare. What else was there but a “triple dare you”? And then, the coup de grace of all dares, the sinister triple-dog-dare.
Coyote’s Kitten: I TRIPLE dog dare you!
Narrator: Coyote’s Kitten created a slight breach of etiquette by skipping the triple dare and going right for the throat!
*snicker*
That looks a lot like my spanking bench.
His comment while hitting you made me giggle. :) That’s so cute. I can’t imagine getting the bottom of my feet hit like that. It makes me cringe.
Feet, heart-shapes, socks, bench… sorry, I don’t see those. I’m way too busy admiring the redness and shape of that gorgeous ass.
hehe.. one question.
Is the towel there so you dont wreck the leather on the spanking bench with your juices? Or did you have so much fun giggling at those socks, that S was worried you would pee yourself laughing?
Actually, you aren’t far off with the pee comment- just not from laughing.
The bench isn’t ours, we borrowed it, so we did want to protect it from various fluids. We actually wrapped it in saran wrap (though I guess you can’t see it) and then threw on the towel.
Wow if your master is into punishing your feet, he should check out the chair mats in staples, in particular the underside of them tends to have these little knobs that are quite rough. It would probably be quite entertaining to make you stand on it while doing something to make you squirm. Or even a good fuck while you are bound to something that forces you to stay on the mat.
I’m very ticklish (other than my feet), and that’s how darling tortures me. It’s a pain in the ass to get pedicures because that’s also ticklish to me.
I know I haven’t been commenting much (or reading for that matter, I sowwy, I bad friendy) but I was reading back and saw this entry and was describing your bench to Master who said “gee see if her Master has plans or if you can get a shot of it unadorned and I’ll make one for you” *grumble* me and my big mouth. I know you’re in IL at the moment but when you get back if you has a chance and if its ok with your Master would you share? (And if he says no, then that’s ok too cos then I won’t have to worry about having my feet thwacked too!)