“There, there, now, my handsome naughty boy. How appropriate that my very first hurting of you is visited upon the organ that makes men so...difficult. Of course, the bowl of the spoon tends to punish the scrotum more than the true culprits it conceals. Now you’ll see something I’m sure you’ll find fascinating when I turn it over and spank them with its backside. Pay attention...”
As if my whole consciousness hadn’t been ruthlessly hijacked to the intersection of hard wood and soft male flesh...my Mistress did seem to take as much pleasure in her psychological torment of me as she did in the physical part. But Jesus, was she right about the difference between the two sides of the spoon. If the bowl had created superficial anguish, its back shifted the focus to the ultimately tender struct
