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03.30.09
Bad boy needed a spanking
He knew he’d been a bad boy, too. He had cheated on his girlfriend.
He was into pain, a real pain slut, and he knew that his soul could only be cleansed by a good whooping.
Most of the guys who call me are looking for roleplay, not reality. But if they are looking for it, who am I to deny it? Besides, those moans are so satisfying.
His implement of choice was a barbecue spatula with sharpish edges. He struck himself enthusiastically on command, and the pain was accompanied by moans or screams. I asked if he had ever wetted down his skin before striking himself before, and as he had not, I sent him to get himself a wet sponge.
That worked out so well that he broke the spatula. I guess he’ll be buying a new one for the next spanking.
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