**back at the hotel
I sent Randy up to the room 5 minutes before me so that he could complete all of his tasks by the time I arrived.
When I walked into the room I was very proud of the scene in front of me. Randy was in perfect position. I began to slowly walk around him, looking for anything out of place in his position, watching for any small movements. He sometimes has a very hard time maintaining a perfectly still posture after a workout or a match so I am extremely proud at how well he was doing. "Randy, baby? Stay in position but you can relax some. Bring your arms around and rest your hands on your thighs." He did. "okay pet. Have you decided on what you think is appropriate for getting rid of your guilt? You may speak."
"Thank you Master. Yes Master, I have two ideas for my punishment and you can choose what you think is best."
"I will hear your ideas but I only wanted one, for you to choose."
"I know sir, sorry. I honestly have had lots of ideas but these are the two I narrowed it down to and I… I'm at a loss for what to choose between them"
"it's okay, I understand. What is the first idea?"
"the first is more normal punishment I guess. A spanking by whatever means you choose, of course, for however long you deem acceptable."
"yes, I did figure that was one idea. And the second?"
"the second is more revenge of sorts. Use the cane or whatever other objects we have and hit me the same way, make me feel the same pain that you are feeling. Punch my kidneys. Cane my chest, hell, cane my head… I am so sorry about hitting your head then choking you. I don't know what came over me. I… I'm sorry… that was way too rough…"
"Okay, I'm going to stop you there and assume that most of the guilt is not coming from the whole match but from using the kendo stick so many times. Does that sound about right?"
"I guess sir. I mean, I do feel bad about some of the other things I did, but the kendo stick hits and choking you were by far the worst think I could've done."
"No, it wasn't. you've seen some of my extreme rules matches where I leave all bloodied and cut of and torn ligaments and broken bones. Trust me, I can take a few hits from the kendo stick, love. Okay? I am not mad and I do not blame you for any of my injuries. Your character injured me and I do want revenge on him, but you? Never." I took a breath, just observing his reaction. "I am going to go sit on the bed and think over your options. You are free to get up and do whatever you want for the next hour. No protocol for the next hour, ok?"