Snow has had a tantrumy couple of days, but we didn’t have the privacy to make a proper statement about the matter until today. There were a lot of tears and some uncharacteristic begging.
It’s been a while since I’ve seen her butt mark quite like that - she is probably squirming on it in class right now.
So…I went to go visit FYS and he has a bunch of mean paddles. Somehow my butt broke one of them. I felt kind of bad because I actually liked that paddle but quite accomplished at the same time. I’m sure you can tell which one of those feelings ruled out the other by this picture.
Everyone I spank is very thankful that your bottom broke that one.
Nice try young lady…
What a clever little girl hahaha
I love seeing my convos with Daddy on my dash! It rarely happens! Lol
My apartment is always freezing. No one ever gets out of being spanked when they say it’s too cold. Not ever.
As S will tell you, I believe in “one for the road” spankings. I had planned to give RBH a firm, somewhat-painful-but-not-awful spanking prior to her departure on Sunday morning.
That’s not what happened.
RBH decided that I need to spank her much harder than I planned. This was after I had blasted her backside with two sets of 100 hand-spanks, covering from the top of her bottom to the backs of her thighs. Then I came after her with the hairbrush and gave her a full minute with that.
Next she asked for the spoon. I got her entire backside, including her thighs.
And then she asked for the bath brush.
At that point, I was about ready to stop, but she wanted me to continue. I checked in several times, and then she got twenty with it — spaced apart, but most of them aimed right at her sit-spots. She was almost done, so I told her I was going to give her ten more.
For the last ten, instead of sitting beside her on the bed and holding her, I stood up so I could spank her harder. And — because I know this is a thing for her — I had her count out loud, and follow each number with “thank you for spanking me”. I told her that after each swat she had three seconds to get back in position or it wouldn’t count.
She got the ten swats. She shouted. She yelled. She cried. She whimpered her way through “thank you for spanking me”. And in the end she was in tears and damp with sweat.
Following the spanking, I put grapeseed oil on her bottom and then we cleaned up because I had to get her to the train station by 11:30. There were many hugs, some tears, and a promise to play again when we can — probably this summer, at TASSP.
RBH is a good friend, and a great person. We had a lot of fun over the past few days, and many good spankings were delivered. I’ll miss her.
This was supposed to be RBH’s big finish. I told her I would make her cry, and she agreed that it would be something we should do. I used my hand and all the implements you see there. I believe the order was hand, huge paddle, holey paddle, stick, bath brush, and “traditional” paddle.
I also knew that this was to be the big one, the spanking that would be her send-off (minus the “one for the road” I had planned for the next day), so I made it more severe. I turned off some of my niceness; I checked in less, and I was stricter with her squirming and movements. Dom voice was in full effect.
The result of the spanking: she cried a little, and she was extremely sore, to the point that laying down (lying down?) to go to sleep was quite uncomfortable.
Note that I said “supposed to”. You’ll see why very soon.