I want to do it again, but with my BF and some rope and a whip! Xxnx But at the same time knowing that we really wouldn’t want it at all. So down at the local hardware store (they exist here!) I bought a rope for a Sheila Maid (those wooden things you can raise up on pulleys for clothes). Her First Whipping – Part 7
So, I’m not at the library on this gloomy, dripping, dank day. We waited ‘til almost dark (it’s the North, it’s dark early) and we knew that the kids and dog walkers wouldn’t be there. Friday seems the best night … I had this sort of creeping excitement feeling, and a sense that I might be about to do something that was a little bit naughty and a bit ‘outside the rules’.
