For the third and final part of our session, I put T over my knee and spanked her extremely hard with a variety of implements. She squirmed, she gasped, she yelled a little… but she didn’t cry, and that’s okay. I wasn’t intending to make her cry.
I began by warming her up with my hand, and then moved onto some less fun implements I have, like the hairbrush (ten extremely hard blasts) and a few paddles (including the smaller version of the three-foot-long stirring paddle I used earlier — only 18 inches) and the holey paddle that my dear Jez loves so much. I also used the twisty acrylic cane again.
When it became clear that she was reaching her limit, I told her she was getting 20 more swats — ten with the spoon and ten with a paddle. I let her choose which would be last, and she chose the paddle.
The spoon was hard for her to take. I didn’t hold back. I wasn’t punishing her (we were just playing as friends) but if I had been I would’ve spanked her this hard, that’s how hard it was. Then I took photo 7.
And then the paddling. I used the same paddle I use for school-style punishments, and I stood up and had her lie face-down (bottom up a bit) on the lounge part of the couch.
After the first swat, she was bent almost completely backward. I could tell she was having trouble already, so I offered to only do five, which she accepted. (Had she said “no more with that” I would’ve been fine with that, but I trust her to know what she can take.) Each succeeding swat came with a 20-to-30-second break in between, with my hand on her shoulder or the back of her neck, giving her the additional human contact that can make really big spankings easier to take. I reassured her, told her she was a good girl, that she was doing well, and I like to think that helped too.
She survived all five swats. The fifth, though, I didn’t get her very well, so I told her we’d re-do that one. The sixth swat was possibly the hardest paddle swat I’ve given in 2014.
There were hugs, and then I put a blanket over her while I cleaned up the implements and put the chairs back where they go. Rather amazingly, by the time I finished that (only about a minute or two) she was already up and putting her clothes back on. Which was fine; we were done playing. Later, she somehow managed to put back on a pair of very tight jeans — one would think that someone who does a lot of spanking play would know not to wear tight clothing below the waist, but it’s her body and she’s free to wear what she wants.
This morning, she told me she had only a very small bruise on her bottom — which frustrated her quite a bit. She did have marks from my nails and the bamboo skewers, though, which she quite enjoyed.
And, best of all, I didn’t scare her away. In fact, in a week and a half I’m going to take her BDSM club cherry (I don’t like calling them dungeons) — for someone as into spanking as she is, she’s never been to one. That’s going to change. It’ll be fun.
Welcome back, T.
Unfortunately, the light wasn’t so great on this photo. I tried to process it a bit, to make it easier to see her bottom and thighs. She got worked over with the flogger, front and back, hard and soft.
I don’t have photos of the next part, but I used the rubber snake-tongue strap (the one that left the red stripes on H’s thigh in photo 5 of this post) to give her stinging little bites in lots of sensitive places. She had marks on both breasts (that photo is private), her thighs, and her bottom — the last of which you can see in the next set.
Also, it looks like her bottom’s starting to recover. Don’t worry; I wasn’t going to let that happen.
After the flogger and the strap, we took another break for her to cool down and get back down from the shallow subspace I’d put her in. And then, as she knew, I was really going to lay into her bottom. Hard.
After the sensation play was done, I decided to let my sadistic side come out. We were about to play with my floggers, but first, while I had her bent over the ottoman, I put her feet up on the couch and told her I would give her ten hard swats with the thin paddle, and if her feet came down, no floggers. This paddle, by the way, is almost exactly like the one she got spanked with growing up — I have to believe that crossed a few wires in her head. (Don’t worry; I ran all the implements by her before we started. I would never intentionally trigger anyone, and she was not triggered by this implement. In fact, I’ve spanked her with it before.)
Needless to say, she didn’t let her feet come down.
T has also learned that she enjoys other kinds of sensation play. These stripes are from my nails. We also used skewers (the cheap wood ones you get for $3 that have 100 in the package) on her shoulders, back, legs, arms, breasts, and tummy. It was a fun cool-down-but-stay-warm.
Because T is small, and because I don’t have a spanking bench or a cross, I put two chairs back-to-back and had her bend over them. This raised her bottom so I could spank her more with my hand, a twisty acrylic cane (she got squirmy), the heavier of my two razor strops, and the Pottery Barn paddle. Then I finished her off with ten hard swats from a three-foot-long pot stirrer. (I told her to pick a number between 4 and 10 as the number of swats. She picked 10.) Afterward, she was glowing and aching, and it was a good way to cap off the first part of our session together.
Well, it took nine months (to the day), but I got T back in my clutches again. You may recall that, after our first playtime together in early 2013, we became very close friends. Now, after almost two years, she got the chance to experience a full session with me.
After dinner, we started, as you do, with a simple OTK hand spanking. It probably hurt worse than usual because, just a few days prior, she’d gotten one hell of a beating from her partner and was still sore. Not that that stopped me. T can play pretty hard, so I started quite firmly and turned her pink quite quickly (photos 1a, 1b). Five minutes in, and her whole bottom was pink and warm (photo 2).
FYI, the small mark in photo 2 is not my doing; it’s left over from a previous play session where she got whipped (with an actual whip).
It is a tried and true method that has been used for generations when a young lady needs a strong dose of corporal punishment…the kind that she will never forget. Two young ladies are sent to their rooms to wait for their punishment and to think about what they did. Then, one at a time, they are required to bare their bottoms and go over his knee for a long and hard session with an antique wooden hairbrush. It is not a routine spanking, it is the kind of spanking that by design, is meant to eliminate the bad behavior altogether. Yes, their bottoms will be bruised for many days and sitting will be difficult, but sometimes this is the only way a proper lesson is learned. From the very intense, and very severe HD video in the member’s area of RealspankingsInstitute.com. There is a bonus video in which both girls are interviewed and speak candidly about what it was like to endure such a severe punishment.