A thrashing with a holly branch to see in the new year

I'm sorry that I've been neglecting this diary of late but I have been rather busy with family and other matters of late. But I thought I'd stop and pass on my best wishes to you all for the new year. And to tell you that Master decided to see it in by thrashing me with a holly branch that was a part of our decorations. He obviously knew that it was going to hurt and draw blood because He asked my permission first. I just pointed to my slave collar and reminded Him that I belonged to Him and He could do to me whatever He wanted. Me and my big mouth! He led me upstairs just before midnight and bent me over the bed. I hardly had time to draw breath before He started switching my bare bottom. We should have gone down to the basement because when He began lashing harder and across my back and thighs I began hollering quite loudly although the noise was probably masked by the sounds of celebrations from the television. The spikes tore at my flesh each time He pulled the branch clear to strike again. After twelve strokes, each one timed to the chimes of Big Ben, He had mercy on me and stopped but my ordeal was not over. Needless to say I was in floods of tears which is something Master is unable to resist and in no time flat He had me on my knees at the bottom of the bed where He fucked my face while my tears rained down onto His cock. I was still in tears when He massaged some cool antiseptic cream into my wounds and, as I could not lie on my back and some of the cream had mysteriously (?) found its way into my ass hole, He buggered me deeply and remorselessly for the next half hour or so. Oh well start the year as you mean to continue I suppose!