He lost my cane. We were at a femdom party, he was entrusted with holding my items. Airhead that he is, by the end of the night, my beautiful, brass handled, delrin one of a kind was gone! And what's more, when I informed him by text message he ought to retrieve it from the venue this past Saturday, he pretended he didn't understand. Disappointment doesn't even begin to describe it. I was furious. So I called Timmy over. Calmly informed him of his fate. And went ahead with with the application of correction. HARD. MERCILESS. HUMILIATING. CORRECTION.