While out, I texted her to confirm that when she returned home, that she would be alone. She confirmed and told me she'd be home around 3. At 2:45, I removed all of my clothes in anticipation of her arrival. For those of you that don't know, there is a standing rule that when we are alone, confirmed alone, I am required o be naked in her presence without having to be asked or told. Earlier that morning, Mistress told me to wear the ball splitter leather cock ring for the day, that looks like this, although on me, it was synched up tight!
She walked by me on the way to the bedroom and casually ran her hand over my harnessed cock and balls and without saying a word, disappeared into the bathroom. I continued to do whatever it is I was doing. A few minutes later I saw Mistress walk out of the bathroom, past the open door to our bedroom/bathroom and toward our bed .... naked. "Come here pet", she said.
I came bounding over like a dog looking for a treat. She laid her gorgeous nakedness on the bed and instructed me to go insert my rubber butt plug and then to come over there and worship her with soft kisses and tender little bites all over her body. I was in heaven and within seconds, my cock and balls where testing the strength of the already synched-tight leather harness. Mistress allowed me to worship her for probably 20 minutes when she raised her head and informed me that I would be receiving my punishment spanking that was still due. She said "but it will have to wait a few minutes because this feels so good". After a few more minutes of mutually blissful worshipping, Mistress instructed me to stop and to go to the kitchen and get this evil thing:
Tis fucking thing hurts, even with the lightest swat. I think Mistress discovered yesterday that when she uses this bamboo spoon, she can get maximum ouchy without having to spend too much energy. The rounded nature of this medieval torture device/kitchen utensil concentrates the ouchy in one very specific location when it lands on my poor bottom. I'm pretty sure Mistress was collecting data and conducting research for future punishments because she made me count the strokes, which is something I haven't done since the very beginning of our FLM. When I reached 150 ... she stopped. When she stopped, this is what it looked like: