Wood work #1

I’m taking a break from writing the anecdote about Ana, from my days as a probation officer. I’m busy with work at the moment. I want to do justice to what was happening in that relationship between me and Ana. The roles and duties, and the desires, we assigned to each other and ourselves started at complicated and escalated from there. But I’m not going to give spoilers. 

Anyway, I’ll get back to that story when I’m not in a hurry. 

tumblr_mgaoa6SmEy1s2iplso1_400I’m going to talk about something easy, until work settles down. The easy topic is: making a paddle. 

The paddle isn’t really part of my cultural background. Nor are cheerleaders. All those stories and videos about sexy cheerleaders getting the paddle are pretty much a mystery to me.

But I can’t help noticing that submissive women who’ve experienced the wooden paddle talk about the implement with a certain amount of awe, respect and even a sort of fear. The shivery kind of fear that’s half a pleasure, but it’s still fear. 

So I looked at some flimsy-looking paddles in local shops, which wouldn’t do at all. So I decided that I’d make my own. 

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