Thursday, 30 August 2012

Fun with body paint

One of the things I enjoy most about being punished is the anticipation. Whether kneeling on a bed, standing in the corner, or bent over a desk, my senses light up as I wait.

I've received many strict canings in my time, but as I hear the soft rattle of one being chosen, the sudden swish of one being tested against the air, I fill with fear. The longer I wait, the more I become convinced that I won't be able to bear it. I find myself breaking, begging, for another spanking, a paddle, anything but the cane.

It never works.

I'm told to be quiet, to behave, to wait.

The cane has been chosen now, I can hear footsteps moving close. I ache to dart my eyes across, catch a glimpse, discern which cane is about to strike my bare flesh. I don't dare.

My skin heats with anticipation as I hear the cane thud against your hand, once, twice, and then crack through the air, impossibly hard. Against my will, I flinch. It doesn't touch me.

I'm told that if I move again, I'll receive 24 strokes instead of 12.

The cane rushes down, and again deliberately misses.

My adrenaline reaches the point where I half want the cane to strike my skin, to stop the suspense, the ever building tension.

I press my eyes shut, and this time I feel more than hear the cane swish towards me, and finally, eventually crack against my exposed skin.


  1. Abi, great blog and nice pictures! Lovely scenario you describe here. Brings back memories of School very vividly. Bare bottom spankings are always more humiliating and exhilarating especially when you have audience of School girls to watch ! Looking forward to next post. Tim xx

  2. Superb blog. Reading it, I can sense the joy of wielding that cane, can hear the crack of it across your fabulous bottom, and can see your head jerk with the sharpness of the punishment (only to quickly fall as you await the next stroke).


  3. Twelve strokes as the initial punishment seems rather harsh. I always start with six and build up slowly.

  4. If you are going to get 24, I hope you are allowed to rub your bottom halfway through the proceedings.

  5. 24strokes!!! I'll bet your Lord and master is all over your poor sore bottom afterwards rubbing and soothing it and telling you how sorry he is and you with a glint in your eye knowing you have him wrapped around your little finger 😑