"That's gr ... wonderful."The next couple of months, I vicariously followed the relationship between Chris and Jenny via Carrie. Jenny would talk a lo... more openly to Carrie than Chris would to me. It was a girl thing.I could see Chris changing and blossoming. He was becoming a different person. My goal was coming true. I knew this Chris had a better future in store for him than I did when I was Chris.It was during the Thanksgiving weekend that Carrie brought me the big news."They did it!" she. Now she felt something else touching her. It felt solid…and flat. It moved down her back, and she understood. It was a paddle. It made her moan at the feel of it. She knew what was coming when her Owner’s hand grabbed the knot of rope at her belly button. The flat object rubbed her right cheek…then her left. As it left her skin, she inhaled audibly, and jumped with a yelp as the fits impact was made. The initial impact was not very hard at all. It didn’t need to be. I moved to the other. He'd dash across the courtyard and up the stairs to Amy's room. "He's wrong for you," he'd say. "I'm not." And Nick would come charging in yelling and she would see, and together they'd shove him out the door, working together, in unison, their bodies dancing to a song they had both heard forever. And they'd get him out into the hall, but he'd manage to shove a foot or an arm or something through, and they'd have to hold the door against his brute strength as he tried to break in. And they'd. This was a very strange position to be in. Generally in our sex lives I have been the more pro active one but now she was calling the shots and I felt compelled to do as she said even though I felt hugely conscious, a bit silly and strangely vulnerable. All of which were clearly her intension I could not believe that she had all this in her head and that I had never given her the opportunity to express it. As I was considering all this I felt a wack as the rule strapped across my thigh just.