Caning 3/8/2024

(This was one of my first attempts to write an account of my spankings, it is not very good) 

Cane, Severe, Mf,

It is rare that I ask for a spanking. But it has been so long since I had gotten spanked. (Although it says caning. We do not have a cane. We have children so all of our implements have to be normal things if found by the kids. No paddles, etc So Bath brush, Hair brush, wood spoon, belt, and we use and would look normal in plain sight. 

ohhhh my gosh. So I texted him that I wanted to be dominant tonight (when I was at school this morning) he didn't answer until about 4:00 when he texted me, "When are you getting home missy?"

I got home and when I came in the house I didn't see him. He left a note on the kitchen table with the dowel rod. "Strip and stand in the corner holding this!"

so I went to the bathroom, peed, and then checked all the doors to make sure they were locked. I stripped my clothes, folded them and then got in the corner holding the dowel with my hands behind my back.

I felt like I was there for so long. I kept looking around. then when I heard the garage door open. I put my nose in the corner and got sooooooooooooo nervous.

I heard hubby come in and say, "Good you know how to follow directions!" It was said to be kind of mean and dominant.

So hubby walks behind me and leans in and whispers, "I am going to enjoy this! Mix me a drink!" with that he smacked my bottom really hard. I yelped. I swear I had a hand print.

I hurried into the area between the kitchen and the formal dining room. We have a cupboard with bottles of alcohol. They are really old bottles because he hardly drinks and I don't drink at all. I found the bourbon and made him an old fashion. I wasn't sure if he wanted that or a Jack and coke. but I was stalling. ha ha.

So I felt very vulnerable and feminine while I made his drink. I brought it to him and had my eyes cast down when I handed it to him. He took it and said, "Good girl" and then said "Get your ass back in the corner" (I don't like saying that word, but I thought I would just tell you what he said.)

So I am in the corner and it is killing me not seeing what he is doing. Like it is driving me crazy. I want to turn my head to see so bad. But I don't. He has a book on his side table and it sounds like he is reading it while sipping on his relaxing drink.

after what seemed forever and I kept my nose in the corner but my feet kept shifting. It is very hard to hold still. I hear him say, "Keep still woman!" my stomach did a flip and I froze.

a few minutes later he calls me out of the corner and tells me to hand him the dowel rod. my hands are shaking but I do not even hesitate handing it to him. He stands and tells me to put my hands on my head. He puts the dowel down and walks around me when he gets in front of me I can smell the drink on his breath and he smiles. Takes an ice cube out of his drink and rubs it on my nipples. they stiffen and my eyes get huge.

He puts his drink down and picks up the dowl and he walks around me. running the dowel over my skin in different places, or poking me in different areas. Like my butt cheek and my breast. He even runs it between my vag, my knees naturally spread as he did it and I shuddered.

he smiles and says okay missy time to feel this.... He grabs my upper arm and drags me to the middle of the living room. He tells me to grab my ankles. (I am very flexible. I can put my hands flat on the ground) So I bend over and grab my ankles. He smacks my butt and says. I want your ankles shoulder width apart. I want you to be stable. I shift my feet while keeping my hands on my ankles. He says, "Better. Now Lisa you are to stay in this position until I tell you. If by chance you let go of your ankles then that stroke will not count! Do you understand Missy?" I squeaked out, "Yes sir"

He swishes it several times and I am literally shaking. It's at this point I feel like I am going to be sick and I have made a horrible mistake. I whimper a little and a million things are racing through my head to say. All of it sounds stupid. I am just so nervous. He swished the dowel again and I literally  jumped by my hands and never came off my ankles. He laughed.... "What's wrong Lisa?" Almost mocking me.

I felt so exposed in that position btw. I know he has seen me before but in that position I felt so exposed.

I heard the dowel swish but this time I swear it felt like fire licked my bottom and I was not expecting it. So I screamed and jumped up and grabbed my cheeks. I bounced between my feet trying to rub away the pain.

as I was jumping around he was just standing there staring at me. I stopped and looked at him with pleading eyes.... He looked at me and asked "Are you done?" I nodded. He said "Get into position girl!" I grabbed my ankles again and kept my feet apart. He runs his finger along the welt that was rising on my bottom and says, "Shame that one doesn't count. Still 20 to go" I just started blubbering while in that position.

I was shaking because that stripe hurt so freaking so much. like burning. He taps my bottom several times then I heard the swish and I tightened my bottom. The sound of the smack was deafening and the pain exploded through my bottom. I screamed out and my hands gripped my ankles sooooooooooooo tightly. My knees flexxed trying to move my bottom to make it hurt less. I swear I could feel both stripes individually like I was branded.

He said with a glee in his voice..."One" and let me cry for a minute. Then I heard the dowel swish again and it seared my bottom just above my thigh. I screamed again. I could feel all three different stripes and I honestly didn't think I could make it through 18 more. He said.... Ohhhh nice.... and rubbed his finger over my welt that was like at the crease between my butt and leg. I now am blubbering and said, "I don't think I can do this sir". He said, "Ohhhh you WILL do this. Understand?"

I didn't answer, just cried. He rubbed my back and then stepped back and swish..... SPLAT. I flexed every muscle in my body and the scream was sooooooo loud.

ohhh my gosh this was so painful. I swear he must have been swinging with all his might and that dowel doesn't give at all. He says 3 down 17 to go. I was blubbering. There is no way I am going to make it. I was praying for him to speed this up, I swear he was being sadistic taking his time. He really was enjoying this. He gives me a little encouragement by saying...."Good girl keep it up" then on those words swish and SPLAT. My bottom exploded with pain. His aim was incredible and all those stripes were so painful. I was screaming over and over again. I felt my abs starting to hurt from screaming.

I could feel him smiling (I am not sure if he was) as he said "Four" He got closer put his hand on the top of my butt / lower back and smacked my bottom 6 quick times. I was screaming and twisting slightly and my hands almost came off my ankles but didn't. After those 6 rapid fire I screamed one more time and then I was breathing soooo hard. He said, "Wow good job baby.... half way there "Blubbering I asked, "Can we be done?" He asked, baby? Are we at 20?" I blubbered noooooooooooooo. He asked, Then are we done?. I blubbered pleaseeeeeeeeeeee. I went to my other side and said... we are going to smack in this direction now.

so He reaches back and lets go with a huge smack that felt like the worse one yet. I kept waiting for that moment when my bottom goes numb or the pain subsides a little but it was just getting worse. I swear it was like he was useing a rope that was on fire and the fire was sticking to my bottom. Screaming again and my lungs burned.

I could feel sweat dripping down my legs to my hands. I shifted my hands a bit and I could see my finger marks on my ankles because I was gripping so hard. This was the first time I honestly thought I could make it because I was past the halfway point. The next smack hurt sooooooooo much as it SPLATTED off the middle of my bottom leaving an angry red welt I am sure. I didnt scream but I was blubbering so hard. and he said "Keep it up baby... 12 down 8 to go.

Those little comments actually kept me going. I don't think I could actually make it but I felt like he was proud of me as he lit my butt up. He got close and then did a rapid fire 6 like he did earlier and it was so hard to take it with no breaks between. I was back to screaming as he delivered those. He rubbed my back and said, "Oh my gosh you should see your ass" he asked, "Do you want to forgo your last 2?" I cried and said yessss please.

all of a sudden I felt his loving nature shift.... He said, "Do you think you deserve a lighter sentence? This is not about you. This is about my pleasure. Shit you asked for this and now you are going to go back on what you asked for! I can't fucking belive it! You just earned 1 extra for that comment" I was blubbering not from the pain but because I disappointed him. I reached back and smacked as hard has he could 3 times on my thighs. I screamed out and thought I was going to pass out from the pain. As my screams subsided he said. Do you decide when we are done? I blubbered noooooooooo sir. He said Correct and smacked my bottom again. I cried but I almost didnt feel that one because my thighs hurt so much.

I was blubbering and he left me in the middle of the living room crying and holding my ankles as he sat back down on the couch and picked up his drink and admired his handy work. My bottom was quivering and hurt so much... I honestly wanted to rub my thighs so much.

after a couple of minutes he said, Lisa come here. kneel down between my legs. I stood and almost fell over. my head was swirling. he stood and grabbed my arm and helped steady me. I was so dizzy. He hugged me and said how proud of me he was and had me lay down on the couch... he told me not to touch my bottom or legs. and he got a rag with cool water on it and gently wiped my bottom and legs down.