'Yiihaaa!' by Stina

Daniel stared into the open parcel.

"What. Is. This."

Carefully Darren took out the strange large object.

"Well... It's a bullwhip..."

"Do we have bulls?"

Darren grinned. "No, I... Okay, I saw it in a catalogue and thought we could... play around with it a bit..."

"Play around...?"

"Yeah... You know, instead of..." He bent forward, nibbled Daniel's earlobe. "...the usual bending you over the chair and spanking your beautiful firm butt..."

Daniel grinned, scratched his head.

"Darren, this thing is about 10 feet long, isn't this a bit out of our league?"

"Ah, come on... Since when are you against experimenting..."

"You know I love our experimenting but... Do you know how to handle this?"

Darren shrugged his shoulder. "Can't be too difficult..."

He poked Daniel's ribs. "Come. Bedroom."

A short while later Daniel lay on the broad bed naked, face down. The curtains were closed, a few candles lit. He was breathing fast, turned his head.

"Okay..." He whispered. "Now show me what you can do with this thing. But be careful, okay?"

Darren was standing in front of the bed, the large whip in his hand.

"Sure... Relax, Baby... Relax..."

He raised his arm. The whip whizzed through the air.

* CLINK!!!" *

* SPLINTER!!! *

Darren jumped aside, raised his hands to shield his head from the glass that came raining down.

Daniel started, turned his head.

"No! Darren! My Tiffany lamp!"

Darren blushed, put the whip aside, knelt down on the floor to collect the fragments. "I'm sorry... So sorry..."

Daniel groaned on the bed. "Great..."

A few minutes later he buried his face on his arms again.

"Come..." He mumbled. "Try again..."

Darren took a deep breath.

"All right..."

The whip made a sharp hissing sound.

* BANG! *

"Darren!!!!"

Darren giggled, picked up the guitar, placed it at the wall again.

"This is not as easy as I thought..."

"Well, obviously!"

"Hey, but the next one will be good."

"I hope so!"

"Ready, Baby?"

A frustrated sigh was the answer.

Darren raised his arm.

* SSHHHZZZ..... !! *

"Oh shit, oh shit..."

"What!"

Darren ran over to the sideboard, ripped the flowers from the vase and poured the water over the burning curtain. He picked up the candle, placed it on the night stand again.

Daniel sat up.

"Okay, that's it. I have had enough. You tried three times, ruined the bedroom and you didn't hit me ONCE!"

"No, Baby, wait, please... Give me one last chance..."

Daniel sighed.

"Okay. One last try."

Breathless silence in the room.

The sharp whizzing sound.

* SMACK! *

"Aaaaah! AHHH!!!"

"Oh my God..."

"Ahhh! I'm bleeding!"

"Oh Baby, come, let me help you..."

"Oh shit, it hurts..."

They were standing in the bathroom.

Darren sniffed.

"Ouch..."

Carefully Daniel placed a plaster over the wound on Darren's cheek.

"I told you to be careful with this thing." He kissed him. "Better?"

Darren looked into the mirror, touched his face.

"The bullwhip was not a very good idea, wasn't it?"

"No Darren, it wasn't."

"You think I should go back to bending you over the chair and spanking you with my hand?"

Daniel grinned.

"Baby... When I look at the damage in the bedroom, I know for certain who will be bent over the chair tonight..."