Kung Fu Flogging

So, when I wrote the rant bellow, I was not looking to do that. I started writing initially with the intent of writing about a funny flogging scene that took place between CC, my Owner, and myself.  Weird how that kind of thing can happen huh? So anyway, I’m going to attempt once again to write about this other episode.

It started innocently enough. We were all sitting in the livingroom when CC said, “Sir, will you flog bridget?” He looked at her funny and said, “What, now?” her answer was, “Well, tonight. I want to practice for tomorrow.” Apparently she wanted to try some flogging at the local club the following night but  needed to be shown a few things and gain some confidence. I was on board with this plan, because I absolutely adore being flogged.  In fact, it is one of the few activities that will put me in that trance like state some folks like to call subspace.

It didn’t turn out quite that way, though. First, our Owner declared that I was going to keep my clothes on. This made sense for practice and safety, but I was still sad! What can I say, I think you really should be naked for a flogging! Also, he didn’t want to flog me while CC watched, instead he told me where to go and handed her the flogger. His plan was to let her try it out and have the two of us give her feedback.  This worked well enough,  and every once in a while he took hold of the flogger and landed a particularly hard blow, just to keep me on my toes.

The whole atmosphere was light hearted and funny, but I really couldn’t stop laughing when he decided he was going to do both of us at once.  He had us stand facing each other and each hold on to the other one. Then he started to use the flogger to smack our asses, one after the other. This sounds simple, but there is a minor problem. I am very short at 5′2″, whereas CC is very tall, at 6′.  This caused a number of comments and laughter, eventually culminating in my Owner squatting down and waving the flogger in a comical attempt at aiming.

We all cracked up at this, and when we did finally catch our breath we said it looked like a crazy kung fu move. Someone (probably me, because I am dorky this way) started singing, “Everybody was kun fu flooooggging….” It was one of the more amusing ends to a play session I’ve ever been part of! I promised them both I would relate it here, but I think perhaps it is one of those, “You would have had to be there” moments.

I still want a proper flogging, though. This ended up being a big tease more than anything!