beaten by Her iphone charging cord

my Mistress is unusually adept at turning everyday simple household implements into quite effective weapons. knives, wooden spoons, brushes, drinking glasses, screwdriver, hammers, baseball bats, etc ... what does a pain Dominatrix need toys for when Her lair is practically bursting at the seams with all kinds of torturous household items that have yet to be explored. however, i am beginning to think that She misses the rhythm, sway and bite of Her various whips and floggers. they along with Her other toys are packed away for safe keeping. yet, i have caught Her on multiple occasions picking up electrical cords, extension cords, hair dryer cords and lashing out at anything which walks into Her lair with two legs. unfortunately, that is me.

She seems to adore flagellation. me ... not so much. i was once beaten and whipped so hard by a FemDomme with a cane that the red welts on my ass burst open and copious amounts of blood streamed down my legs into my underwear. i couldn't sit down for a week! luckily this happened during a vacation period, or i would of had quite a difficult time explaining why i was unable to sit at my desk. that was the last time i saw that particular Domme. unfortunately, She had an "on", but no "off", switch. once engaged in a scene She would become incensed and She had great difficulty controlling Her rage. it took an incredible amount of time for Her to calm down, and realize that She had crossed some fatal boundaries. a couple times i ran out of the dungeon naked with my clothes. interestingly enough, after one of those episodes, She would always text me and commanded that i come back. i'm not sure why. it was generally a good session, but very excruciatingly painful.

the Mistress i serve now, still beats me and whips me with a tease and a devilish smirk. recently, She snuck up behind me and swatted me extremely hard three times with Her iphone charging cord. She hit me so hard that a lovely, agonizingly red welt in the shape of the plug raised instantly on my arm. i remained seated until She aimed at my face, then got up and ran like the little wuss and wimp that i am.

"Come back here you little bitch." She laughed and snapped the cord again striking me square in the back of the head. now, that fucking hurt, and i fell down in front of Her feet rubbing the welt on my reddened scalp.

She stood with hands on Her hips in front of my supine form.

"Charge my phone now for me, will you please? and then i want to see you in my room. i have a job for you to do." i was still facedown in the carpet massaging the welt that was ever growing and about to appear.

"And be quick about it. W/we haven't time to wait this evening."

i stand to plug Her phone into the computer, then think,

"ice ... yes, ice would be a very good thing right now."