My friend WIll 4

"I don't feel any raised welts back here. Got anything that would leave some?"
He smiled, stepped away, and returned, with a skinny rod, steel inside, wrapped in plastic, and handed it to me. I felt the weight and said, "Alrightee."
He shrugged, and said, "Um, over the table there."
I bent over the table and 

I shrieked and moaned as the rod bit my buttocks, leaving thin welts behind.
HE stopped and said, "Time for a coffee break."
I stood up, rubbing my scorched bottom, and followed him.

"Now then, what is your um pleasure, so to speak?"
"Well," I started, then I showed him a video stored on my phone, "Something like this ... slow, hard, painful..."
"Oooh yes, I can do that."  He got up and fetched a small bench, put a pillow over it, and said, "Bend over that." 
I did and he fetched a heavy cane and 

delivered a dozen hard strokes, with pauses in between, that had me gasping and moaning, and left thick welts on my bottom.
He stopped and said, "Stand up."
I did, moaning, rubbing my bottom.
He pulled down his boxers and showed me his hard cock.
"I'm ready to fuck you again."
I smiled, turned around and bent over, putting my hands on the bench.
He came up behind me and 

he plowed my ass until he  nutted inside me.
Then he said, "I wanna watch you squirt my jizz out of your ass."
He stood behind me while I ... 

"Okay," he said, "Time for us to clean up and take a break. Did you bring an enema nozzle?"
"Yeah..."
"Good, use it, get cleaned up, I'll check on coffee."
After cleaning out my ass, I returned to the living room. 
He had my coffee ready.
"It's getting late, unless requests for a finale?"
"Well...."