Talented Tops

I just cannot tell this story enough…it cracks me up.

Last night I found myself bent over a pool table full of Mr. T's beautifully crafted paddles and floggers on the business end of a shiny new sjambok. I was all too happy to put my butt on the line in the name of learning and let 'S' practice her sjambok technique on me. Love those things! Details always escape me after the fact, but at some point I recall Mr. T offering up this mammoth paddle that was lying right in front of me. Having bought a paddle from him earlier, I found myself thinking, “Nothing on this table intimidated me, expect THAT.” That giant, ass covering paddle. He assures me over my protests; it’s not as bad as it looks. The paddle quickly changes hands and begins to thud off my bottom, and he says, “Not too bad right?”, and I reluctantly agree…it’s actually not that bad. Then, slowly it starts to become pretty much as good/bad (you know exactly what I mean there!) as I was thinking it would be. We’re a few minutes into the give and receive of this beautiful paddle and I sort of glance by my left hip, checking positioning of all those moving around me. 'S' is on my left. Now when you think about someone behind you, topping you from your left side, swinging a paddle, the feet should be facing my right side, or maybe potentially toward me…RIGHT? Wrong. They are facing directly left, away from me. That stops me dead in my pain processing tracks and I have to think, why the heck are her feet facing that way? I finally can’t stand not knowing and pop up just far enough to glance back and see her stance before I’m assisted back to my position leaning over the pool table. Answer? This is a BIG paddle, about 3’ long. Being a Top on the small side, she compensated by adjusting how she used it. She was holding the handle with her left hand, and supporting the back of the paddle with the right and then using her whole body as weight behind the paddle so she could almost swing it “threw” my ass and thighs. By rotating her pivot point, it meant she was able to put much more behind the paddle than just swinging it would have. I don’t know if 'S' stopped and thought about that, or just did it…and I’m not sure which would be scarier either.

Friggen smart Tops. That change in position meant it was (I would think) easier for her to handle the paddle, while at the same time decidedly NOT easier on me. Win/win (…or something like that). It was a moment where I had a love/hate/laugh reaction to the fact that when we choose smart people to beat us, they will apparently quickly adapt to a new toy, and we sometimes end up with more (of the paddle) than we bargained for.

(FYI: Both ends of a sjambok can apparently be the business end)