‘So, which one? Plain or spikes?’
‘Ah, plain please, Mistress.’
‘Oh sissy, where’s your adventurous spirit?’ Why don’t we flip a coin?’
‘Yea, that didn’t work out too well for me the last time.’
‘Well, maybe your luck will be different today. So, heads you get the plain one and tails gets you the spikes. Do you want to flip it?’
‘No, go ahead.’
When it hit the floor, we both looked. It was heads. I lucked out, but I quickly found out her idea of smooth and mine seem to be slightly different. Sure there were no sharp, needle-like spikes lining the inside, but there were dozens of small blunt, hard rubber nubs. They aren’t so bad when you consider the rest of the things she likes to do.
Mistress strapped the ‘smooth’ parachute around my balls and then locked the leather manacles on my
