But how to mark it? What tool to choose leave an imprint on that unblemished flesh?
The hand: the familiar sound of skin striking skin. Feeling the surface warm as the skin reddens in response to the repeated firm application of my palm.
The belt: that stinging crack. The broad, deep crimson stripes. Her moans in response to the kiss of the leather.
The cane: whip-like and slender. That ominous “swoosh” as at arcs through the air to land on her. The narrow angry welts. Her sobs as it bites her.
The slipper: teasing and playful. Firmer than the hand, but softer than the belt. Spreading its glow over a wider area than both.
So many options…
So many choices…
The climax: streaks of white. Warm and sticky on her now over-sensitised skin.
The finale: the soothing lotion gently applied. The soft words of comfort. The tender embrace.