I have this simple little keychain – it’s a purple leather flogger. You made it and brought it to a white elephant a few years ago. I normally run the white elephant events and do not end up getting anything. I was surprised when there was still a gift left under the tree. It wasn’t wrapped because, as I’ve learned, you hate wrapping Christmas presents. I have treasured it for years.
I was so happy when I received it, knowing it was made by you. My own little treasure from someone who likely didn’t know I had a crush on him. It’s a simple keychain, with purple leather and only 4 falls, but it makes a good slapping sound and has a great bite to it. How do I know you ask? Because for years I’ve used that little flogger. I’ve used it on my thighs, my breasts, my stomach, my pussy… all while picturing you – all while imagining you there with me – all while thinking about how much care you put into making the simple little keychain.
Only you have no clue that I have this treasure or that I utilize it the way that I do. You have no clue what while I fuck myself with my dildo, I use your gift to torture my skin. I love the mental energy that it creates for me. I enjoy the smell of the leather that is released as it mixes with my juices and my sweat. I love how it makes me feel. Harder, stronger, marking my skin with the simple little keychain.
While you’ll likely never know because my shyness will never let me admit this secret out loud, know that I have this simple little keychain – it’s a purple leather flogger. I have treasured it for years.
