29 Mar

Zado flattened spike hand paddle

Can you imagine the delight on my little sub face when, under the Christmas tree was a small present, shaped like a thick CD box, neatly wrapped in red shiny paper, with a bow and a card proclaiming “to sub from Mistress”.

I took it over to Mistress, and asked if I could open it. “Not now” she said firmly.  So I put it back under the tree.

The present stayed under the tree for the rest of the day, it was permanently at the forefront of my mind, throughout cooking and eating the turkey, and family visits, and chocolates, there was one thing on my mind; what could possibly be in that box? I would return to check that it was still there every couple of hours, wondering what it was that Mistress had so kindly gifted to her sub.

The time finally arrived around 10pm, I was sitting in the kitchen; Mistress brought the present over to me; “Open it”.

So open it I did, carefully so as not to make any mess on the floor, and soon sitting in my hands was the Zado Leather Spanking Paddle with Flattened Spikes.

Zado paddle far

I turned it round, feeling it all over, flexing it, running my finger tips over the spikes, wonder and anticipation growing inside me.  I was surprised at how firm it felt; the leather is really solid, it feels like two layers of leather with something more solid between them.    I felt the spikes sticking about about by about half a centimeter, and noticed that they are hollow.

Hollow? My brain stumbled at this point, the anticipation that had been growing suddenly turned to apprehension.   Hollow spikes might gouge my skin, I was suddenly afraid of this paddle like nothing I had been afraid of before.

I think this fear must have showed in my face, as Mistress leaned in close and whispered in my ear “what’s wrong sub?”, I couldn’t reply, the hollow spikes had dumbfounded me.  “Answer me”, the rise in volume of her voice made me jump a little, and I momentarily lost my grip on the paddle.  It may only have been long a moment, but it was long enough for the paddle to fall the floor.

Zado paddle closeup

I deftly leant to my side and swiped it from the floor, before feeling Mistress’ hand curl round my upper arm and pull me from my chair.   Without a word she marched me into the living room, yanked down my trousers and underwear, and sat on the sofa; “Over my knee”.

As I bent over her knee, she snatched the paddle from me and slipped her hand inside the elastic strap.  She ran her finger lightly from the nape of my neck to the small of my back, and then back up again, eliciting a ripple of goose bumps down my back.  She then ran her hand down my back again, this time with the spikes from the paddle scratching against my skin.  The scratch was similar to finger nails and not as intense as a Wartenberg wheel.

She ran the paddle all the way down my back, and over my bum to the top of legs, making my body flex under the sensation, and then it was gone.  After a second, I felt a heavy impact on my right bum cheek, and then another and another, and… nothing.

The slaps I had just received were bouncing around my mind as I was trying to process the sensation.  The slap was hard, much harder than you get from a crop or a paddle.  it’s not as intense as a cane strike, but as good for other reasons.  The more I thought about this paddle felt the more I wanted to be struck again.

And so she did, I felt another heavy thud on my bottom, I closed my eyes and focussed on the feeling, another thud, I could felt the hardness of the leather backed by her hand and the force of her arm transferring into my own body.  Another thud, I could feel the spikes digging into my skin, before being slid off towards my hip, thud, there was something else, an almost delicate sensation that I could quite determine.

Thud, again, I tried to clear my mind to focus on what that delicate sensation was, thud, it was almost tickling in feeling.  Thud, and then I had it – I could feel the tips of her fingers drag lightly on my bottom as she spanked.  And WOW!  That just blew my little sub mind, it suddenly became so intimate, feeling the harsh heavy thud but the tickle of her finger tips at the same time, and now I knew what it was I could just concentrate on the sensations.

But then it stopped, she pushed me to the floor, and that was the last thud of that session since the stiff edges of the paddle had started to chafe at the delicate pearlescent skin of Mistress’ hand.  She stood up, threw the paddle at me on the floor and strode out of the room.

And herein lies the problem with this paddle.  To receive spanks it is great, you get a different sensation to either hand spanks or paddle spanks; a spank that is really firm and with bite, but for the spanker, it does rub the skin.  We have combatted this problem with a glove, but wrapping the hand in bondage tape or using vaseline would likely work too.

 

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