– Do you take pleasure or is it only pain ?
I oscillate between pain on impact and pleasure when my body heats up after the blows. Par moments, I fold my feet to protect my butt but then you aim for their soles. This place gets sore fast, which makes me lower my feet and make my butt vulnerable again.
How will this end ?
– Do you take pleasure or is it only pain ? do you ask me again.
I have no desire to ask you to stop. My butt must be red ! I would like to see it but given my position, impossible to verify.
After a certain time (having lost all sense), you are going to get ice cubes. I gladly take advantage of this respite.. When you come back I have the impression that you are massaging my buttocks with cream. Is it really ice cubes ? Or, in contact with my warm skin, do they make me feel like cream ?
This moment is delicious ! I interpret it as a form of reward and I am very happy about it.
Nor should I get used to happiness for too long ! You take my gag off and ask me to turn on my back. You untie my hands to reposition them in front. You lift my legs and tie my ankles to chains hanging from the ceiling.
Here I am now legs and buttocks in the air, my only contact with the ground being established by my back and my head. In a surge of kindness, you offer me a cushion.
what will happen to me ? A new round of impacts on my buttocks and arches ! No longer having a gag, I arrive between two groans to ask you what is worth this treatment to me.
– You wrote me wanting traces on the buttocks to think of me after the session !
I forgot it but you, as a conscientious professional, have retained it to put it into practice ! Caught in my own trap, I thought I should henceforth be less talkative, unless…
Testimony of O. F.
