Okay, I’ll preface this by saying that my wife and I are in the SCA (medieval research/ re-enactment society), so you know that we’re not quite right.
My wife was working on making a new corset. It’s a very nice corset. Heavy cotton on the outside layers, canvas on the inside, steel boning running vertically at points. Those of you who know my wife know that she is very busty, so this thing was built to contain her ample assets. Lacing up the back, very stylish. Neutral colors, so it can be worn with pretty much anything.
Okay. I am an armorer. Not a very good one, but not bad. I do leatherwork, mostly. I fight in all of the armor that I make- it is fully functional. Well, I am toying with the idea of making an armored surcoat- a knee-length shirt with plates sewn in between several layers of cloth. It will be flexible, but also very strong, since I’m using steel plates.
My wife, after completing her project, let me try it on to see how the design worked, assuming we could redo it with larger pockets on the inside to hold the plates instead of the boning. It was very firm. I was impressed.
It was then decided that we should test it, to see how well it worked. After a few slaps on the tummy with a hairbrush, she grabbed the closest thing to hand that approximated a ‘real’ weapon- a double headed, 18" ice blue jelly dong.
Never mind, that’s not important right now.
She slaps me with it a few times, and then fetches me a blow to my ribs that ends up leaving a bruise even through the corset. It still stings if I breathe deeply.
So fellas, a word of warning. If you ever want your lady to hit you with a dong, be sure to wear something a little more substantial than her underwear. Leather is definitely preferable.
Forget the dong. It is only tangential to the moral of the story.