The Caress of the Crop

It's night, I'm in my room getting ready for bed.
I've brushed my teeth and taken off my clothes.
I walk into the closet and notice that it's really cluttered.

I sit down on the floor and organize my shoes ...
hehehe
...that can be read as putting away 
all of themy shoes that are strewn on the closet floor.

Sir walks in and puts his dirty clothes in baskets and
...
without preamble or warning,
I feel the caress of the new crop on my naked body

Oh!

I breathe and close my eye and desire courses through me.
He hits my ass with the beautiful tip.
I mentally and physically absorb the feeling
I want it, I want to be present to the feeling.  
I need this!  I want this!

I quickly turn onto my hands and knees
SMACK!
It's a cross between his belt, his hand and our old crop!

It's the kiss of leather that I love so much.  
The tip is long and buttery soft and sensuously malleable. 
It contours perfectly to my body, caressing!
it's thud and sting - how is that possible at the same time??

SMACK

He's hitting my ass - one cheek, then the other.

SMACK

He's hitting my thighs and letting the tip wrap around.

SMACK

In between smacks, He drops something down between my hands.
I look down and it's the plastic clamps - with hooks.

SMACK
"Put them on, Fiona." He commands.
SMACK

I work on attaching them while holding myself
up on my knees and one hand
My nipples are hard already as a result of my arousal.
But he's striking every time I go to attach - 
making the clamp go too far up my nipple. 

SMACK
Start over
SMACK
Start over

I then realize that I have to clamp quickly
no finesse, before his strikes.
SMACK
I work quickly I get one - then have to switch hands.
SMACK

When he's done he says, while your down there, 
get the purple dinosaur (gigantic dildo)
SMACK 
and meet me on My bed!