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She knew what it meant when she was awakened by the strap in the middle of the night. I suspected her first cue was actually the cool night air on her bare skin. I would have preferred the sting of the strap to be the first sensation that penetrated her sleeping consciousness, but -- except on those occasions when I forbade her any bedcovers -- I didn't see any way around it. I wasn't going to let the covers come between her skin and the strap. And I certainly wasn't going to turn the thermostat up high enough that she didn't feel it when I uncovered her: once she was awake, I didn't want it to be too easy for her to forget her nakedness. I had even thought about turning the thermostat down, to make the chill of the air itself a shock, but decided I'd still feel like it was stealing the strap's thunder. Ultimately, I'd come to accept that the chill forewarning may be inevitable, and it didn't really trouble me that much. If the air beat the first contact of the strap by a few mom...
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