Naturally, Milord took me to a Lifestyle friendly New Year’s Eve Party last night. Little did I know, though, that I would be the instrument by which 19 of the members would use to usher in the New Year. Just before the clock chimed midnight, Milord had me lean on a table, ass out. He flipped up my skirt and pulled out a brand new flogger. Then, he whispered in my ear his plan. “2019, my love. I will begin and then be followed by 18 others. We will celebrate the new year by flogging you for one minute each. However, if you move even the slightest bit, if you wiggle, if you lift up on your toes, the time for that individual will begin all over. Ready to usher in the new year?”

Without hesitation, I answered, “Yes, Milord. Thank you.”