This post is a dedication to the classic "The Divine Comedy: The Inferno" by Dante Alighieri. I am currently reading a book that draws much from the Inferno, so when I could not sleep last night I imagined what the nine levels of hell would look like if they were designed for me to pass through and suffer each and every one. The first three I shall post today.
Level One: I am doomed to spend an eternity bent over my "partner's" lap with his hand poised above my bottom ready to strike. However the blow never comes and I must suffer an eternity of waiting for that pleasure that will never come.
Level Two: I am forced into an eternal bent over position to receive the cane. However, each blow is doomed to hit me only on the crease of my backside where it is most sensitive and I hate it most. The sweet spot is to be left forever untouched and I am to be eternally unfulfilled.
Level Three: I am left to spend an eternity in an empty white room, which has within it no source of stimulation, save for one item. A tawse. It is the one item I dread most of all, but the only form of implement present in this room that I can feel. If I try and spank myself, the rules of the room forbid it, leaving the tawse as my only option. And given the type of implement it is I would only be able to strike myself on the hands.
I do hope you have enjoyed the first three levels. The rest will be on their way to you very soon. Does anybody else want to play? Come up with their own vesrion of the 'Kinkferno'?
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