Contemplating CBT and "Mistress Mathematics"

The other day I was perving some CBT discussions on Fetlife and got to thinking about ways to incorporate the humbler into impact sessions.  <evil grin>  Picture this:  male Pet bent over and secured to a sawhorse, his balls trapped in a humbler and ever so accessible in this position.  The discussion thread was all about caning the balls in this position.  

Now I like to be very close to the action when I'm engaged in CBT (as in inches from my face, if at all possible) as I like to watch for the more subtle changes in color as I do different things.  So while I do enjoy using a flogger and a crop on his balls, I really like the intimacy of using my hands.  Anyway, I started thinking; why not use chopsticks on his balls?  Yeah!  Chopsticks would work very well.  I'd still be close to the action yet still be able to provide the sting that only a little wood can.

Full of enthusiasm, I sent a message to my Pet.  Something must have been wrong with his phone as I got two cheeky messages back from him, in triplicate.  Later that same evening, I noticed that Pet's tumblr feed was making reference to him being an unsupervised Pet.  "Tsk, tsk," I thought.  Some correction is certainly in order. That's when I devised "Mistress Mathematics."

Referring back to the idea of impact play while he is trapped in the humbler, I reminded him that my initial target was going to be 20 strikes.  I added six strikes to this (one for each cheeky message, times three since I got them three times).  I added ten more for the careless reference to being "unsupervised," bringing the total to 36 strikes.  A short time later, I messaged Pet to let him know that this was 36 strikes...per ball.  I love Mistress Mathematics, don't you?  Who knows what other multiplying factors might arise between now and our next play session, right?

I also suggested that I should be keeping tally of any infractions between our play sessions.  He certainly wouldn't feel as unsupervised then, would he?

Today I messaged him and asked him if he had purchased any new hair elastics, as he had mentioned this the last time he was here.  I expressed a preference for pretty colored ones and he indicated he would purchase some before our next play session.  I thought it might be fun to see how many pretty hair elastics I can wrap around his balls (individually and together).  I think there will be pictures, and impact play and maybe even a little wax.  As I type this, I'm thinking of ways to use my solid wood sewing table as a restraining device so his arms will be secured and his legs bent but splayed apart to give me full access to all the naughty bits.

Mmmmm.  Bondage, elastic bands, the sound of leather striking flesh, purple wax dripping onto a taut ball sac...oh my!   Perhaps if the sawhorse doesn't work out in time, the 36 strikes per ball might turn into 36 drops of wax on his ball sac while he is restrained to the top of my sewing table.  I bet that will get his attention.

Now that's gleefully sadistic, don't you think?