I pick up the riding crop and rest it against his ass. "Let's see if we can turn your ass as candy red as the end of this," I say. It's actually good it's a riding crop instead of a whip or flogger. There's more control and hitting that toy the wrong way would just be painful in a bad way.

I step back a little to give myself room to swing and hit him once on each cheek. It makes a nice sound...and so does he.