But it couldn't be just any toy. The gags, floggers, and dildos of the previous meeting had personal connection to their respective owners. Each toy described their personalities in the bedroom and helped create some very kinky memories with their partners. I couldn't just any whip or pair of handcuffs and call them my own. I needed something that I could call my own.
I've searched for quite some time, both online and in real life, but knowing so little about the world of kink at the time put me at a disadvantage. I didn't know who sold the best anything. I wasn't sure which toys were overpriced garbage and which toys were worth their weight in gold.
However, there was one item that immediately caught my eye. It was a paddle, with backwards letters cut out of the leather. That way, when you hit someone with it, it would leave an imprint on their skin. The word it spelled out?
‘SLUT’
I couldn't not have it. It was some weird kinky Ring of Keys moment. I could see myself wielding that paddle in a firm grasp, spanking my submissive partners with it and making them as the pain sluts they know they are: my pain sluts.
It was worth every penny. It was fun showing it off and talking about it the next semester, but it was even more fun when I finally got to use it. Seeing those letters pop out in bright red along my partner's ass as she begged for more really brought out my aggressive sexual nature and made me realize my potential as a dominant.
Even after all the years and all the extra toys I've purchased since, my ‘slut’ paddle still remains my favorite toy in my collection. As you can see, Sawyer would agree with me on that front.
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