"They all @#$%ing hurt"
That title is the short version of tonight’s blog. 🙂
OK, so I’m not going with the short version. There’s a surprise.
I had decided to be brave and try something new, toy-wise. I’d read on Cane-iac about their Delrin canes, made of a “thermoplastic polymer” that is flexible and virtually unbreakable. I figured since I’m constantly breaking rattan canes, perhaps one of these would be a better investment.
So I chose a basic short Delrin cane, 18″ long. After I ordered it, I heard from the Cane Master, informing me that they were including a few extra treats for my testing/playing pleasure, to thank me for all the kind words in my blog. How nice!
The package arrived and I unwrapped my new Delrin cane, plus: 1) another Delrin they call the Tearjerker; a red rubber paddle; and a spiral acrylic cane. All of these were atypical for me and I knew I was in for a challenge. Especially when ST came over tonight and I told him about them; he was practically falling over himself dragging me into the bedroom to experiment. “There’s work to be done!” he crowed. Oh, brother.
Unfortunately, someone was so eager to try the new stuff, he completely forgot the warmup, so I was feeling these new items cold. Aggghh! I complained so vociferously, he said I was ungrateful about my presents. I then had to take five from each toy, repeating after each, “Thank you, Cane-iac, for my wonderful gifts.” And that was just the beginning.
A little after the fact, he then gave me a bit of warmup with the leather spanking buddy, which I’d given him for Christmas. We both love that one! Then it was time to put the Delrin and acrylic up against good old rattan, so we could compare the different sensations. (We?? What’s this “WE” sh*t?) For a while, I could tell which was which, accurately describe the varied feelings. But as I became tenderized, they all blended and no matter how I tried, I couldn’t compare them any more. “You sure?” he teased, alternating between them, trying to make me guess, but I just grumbled, “I don’t know! They all fucking hurt!”
He didn’t appreciate my language. Big surprise there, too.
Anyway, here is each implement individually:
This is the 18″ Delrin cane, the one I ordered. As promised, it is flexible but very sturdy, and the length is perfect for OTK. I tend to like these shorter canes, since they don’t wrap. This one is about as thick as the Senior rattan cane, so it’s more on the thuddy side.
The other Delrin cane, the Tearjerker, is 30″ and thinner, only 1/4″. You can bend it into a circle and it won’t break. This one is whippier and stings more.
Below is the spiral acrylic cane. It’s a very pretty piece, and the spiral cut of the cane is perfectly smooth, no sharp edges. It’s light, but it’s very thick and packs a wallop.
And finally, the red rubber paddle:
Looks like it would be stiff, doesn’t it? It isn’t; it’s actually very flexible and floppy, like a slapper. There are two textures; one side is smooth, and one side is rough and nubbly. I preferred the smooth side, so of course ST took great glee in using the rough side. (snort)
So, what’s the verdict? My favorite of the four is the Tearjerker, believe it or not. “Favorite,” however, is debatable, since it still hurts like hell! The regular Delrin and the acrylic were more on the thuddy side; not as much my cup of tea as I prefer snappy/stinging, but they are beautifully made and bottoms who enjoy thud will definitely go for these. The paddle was slappy and fun, although that rougher side made me cuss.
Here I am, having survived my product testing session:
But wait — you think that’s it?? Think again.
We went into the living room to watch my latest Spanking Court clip. Yup, it finally went up; the version that had gone up two weeks ago was corrupted and there were still a few issues with that clip that couldn’t quite be fixed. However, it was up in its entirety and it had sound, and it was still a hell of a lot of fun. 🙂 By now, all pretenses of niceties between the Court Disciplinarian and me were off the table and it had become an open battle of wills. The zingers and sarcasm flew, and his facial expressions alone were worth the wait.
ST watched intently, and after it ended, he said, “You really need a good spanking for that. You have no respect for the Court’s authority.”
Say what? “Don’t you think HE took care of that?” I snapped. “No, because you were being a smarty-pants all the way to the end!” ST replied.
“What about him? What was all that crap about ‘oh, what a pleasure this is’ and everything else he said?” I cried. But by then, ST had snatched me by the hand and dragged me BACK into the bedroom. Over the bed I went again.
He picked up his heavy leather strap, similar to the one used in the clip. “I think 50 with this might help remind you to be more respectful.”
Good God, y’all. Usually, I take that strap very well. But now, after being Delrined and acrylic’d and rubbered and caned and what-all, I was already one hot mess of soreness. Those 50 strokes nearly sent me through the ceiling! At one point, I even rolled over onto my back, away from him. But then I rolled back and repositioned myself. He didn’t have to say a word; just waited.
Big meanie was snickering at me because I was wincing when I sat, wincing when I walked, rubbing my butt without even realizing I was doing it. (sulk) Oh, he was proud of himself. I could tell. Freaking tops and their sadistic glee.
Yeah, yeah. Poor me. I hate it so much, I subject myself to it every single week. 😀
Thank you, Cane-iac. You guys are a class act. And thank you, ST. You are too, always. ♥
Oh! Almost forgot. You might remember this photo from last week. Here it is again, after my buddy Dave Wolfe got a hold of it. I have to admit, I looked and looked at it before I finally saw what he’d done to it. Did you guys see it right away? 🙂