I’m a simple man (which is a pleonasm in itself) and I love the simple things in my submissive life. Whips and ropes are great, but the point-blank perils are equally beautiful: face-slapping, hair-pulling, kneeing etc. You don’t have to buy them, wear them or take them with you; they’re always there and free of charge. It hardly takes any effort and it’s over and done with in a split second. Although the running time on the receiving end is somewhat different of course.
I was at a party once and one of the Ladies thought it was a jolly good idea to do a Bell Ringing Competition. She wasn’t revering to the doorbell though, but to the carillon between our legs. Points could be earned by taking a man down in one fell swoop. There were twelve scrotums in the room that night and round midnight we were all ready to join the National Hunchback Society. There’s more to kneeing than meets the eye, my balls will vouch for that. Because it isn’t about speed or the power of the incoming knee; it’s about hitting the right spot. A fine one makes your legs feel like jelly; you’re trying to be the last man standing, only to find out you’re the first man landing. As we can see in the gallery, even Jennifer Aniston doesn’t shy away from it. And if Hollywood is ready to knee, then it must be the most normal thing in the world.