I am not a vegetable, well

First if a slave can be a pompous ass i was one today. When i know there might be a play session i sort of get ready for it focusing on it. i do not want a reprimand or punishment prior for something idiotic and foolish. i will explain i was informed that Sir wanted me to cc Miss on His emails, i immediately responded and hit the reply button which sent an email to Him but not to Miss.

i entered the door and Miss said to leave the thong off. i felt uncomfortable with this . That little piece of leather when without leaves a person totally vulnerable to view. It just felt strange being naked in front of Sir and Miss when i have always worn the thong to clean . i have been naked before when i have played with other dominants but for play not just sitting there. Sir told me to get the punishment stick. He explained what i had done . Now not only naked but feeling stupid i had to bend over a take a few strokes. The strokes i think were delivered only to make sure i knew what would happen in the future not really to hurt. A lesson, slaves cannot be pompous!

House cleaning today had new meaning as my penis and testicles were bound to the point where i could not pee. So pressure was building close to the end of the cleaning to say the least. Miss took great glee in removing the hemp rope with all it's nasty little prickles of my balls. Then decided to pull the string ff my penis causing it to resemble a spinning top.The feeling well i felt like a strip of flesh was being removed from the base of my cock to the tip. The last little joy of this was that the slip knot she used to secured it to my penis snapped into place much like a hangman's noose does on the neck of a criminal.

After a while in the bathroom , trying to to pee a weak stream finally trickled out. i think Miss was disappointed in the noise of it i was just happy to have something come out. Off to the dungeon where i was attached to the chains in the ceiling and warmed up with a brush that should carry a warning label (not for use on humans). All was going along until Miss started to count soft strokes then unload a nasty on my ass with the paddle. This is when i was first treated to a new toy or at least use in a new area.
A vegetable pushed into my balls then drawn upward to pull my balls up by sticking every bristle into the folds of skin on my balls. It was like sitting on Mr Mat as long as you do not move it sort of fine but add in movement and holy crap. My balls already sore from the hemp and the whipping from Miss now had to endure a new pain. For the most i was on my tip toes and tried to climb the chains a bit. The Miss lifted my cock and applied it to the base of my cock where it attaches to my balls. This was a sensation i would have never expected. i did not want it to stop . The only thing i can use to describe it would be the first time i made love to a tight shaved pussy. You feel the sharp stubble and the pressure but you do not want it to stop because of the pleasure you are receiving. i was quite willing to take more of the paddle just ot have that sensation again. Miss seemed happy to supply both to me along with sensation play with a feather duster at the same time as the vegetable brush a wild experience to say the least. So right now my testicles look a little like curly cabbage and my penis like a well scrubbed carrot. my ass more like whipped potatoes. At the end of the session i was giggling and Miss was laughing i think at my reaction to the brush and that i was giggling like a girl.

Recovery from this session and day will be a little longer than usual i have a lot to ponder. Why the absence of the thong affected me so much or was it the reprimand ? Was it that i just got caught? Should a vegetable be allowed to be used on meat? Last question why was i giggling so much at the end of the session?