Then plan yesterday was for a nice spanking. Start with an over the knee hand spanking and then changing to paddle and hairbrush and when getting to much revert to the hand again.
That’s not what I got 😦 I exceeded my quota of beer at the pub and Lady C dispatched me to get the 2H Tawse and gave me six quick strokes on the bare bum. Then she realised that they were meant to be on the hands so I was sent to fetch the more nasty 3H Tawse. She gave me three on each hand whilst lecturing me and saying I would be getting lots more punishments and lots less beer. Time taken to go upstairs, fetch the tawse, use the tawse, take it back and return back downstairs was less than 3 minutes 30 seconds. Who says there’s no time to deliver a spanking? If the Tawse in the hall cupboard was requested it would have been a lot quicker.
Back to the main spanking though. I wanted a bit of ritual and requested that I was blindfolded before having the necessary clothing removed. Then it was time to lay over those silky thighs for the hand spanking, She must have taken off some layers too because that was bare lap I was feeling. After a bit it was onto the boudoir paddle. That’s so much easier once there’s been a warmup, although six strokes with a tawse on the bare is hardly a nice warmup. After the boudoir paddle it was time for the hairbrush and on it went for a couple of minutes.
She then lead me upstairs, still blindfolded, where She announced there was to be a mystery implement of Her choice. I lay on the bed as She encouraged me to stick my bum out. “Come on”, she says, “show me how much you like me spanking you”. “Come on you can get it higher than that”. Little did I realise at the time that it was not for my benefit but for Hers. A stuck out bum is way easier for her to spank hard. It was just at the point when she had stopped rubbing and pushing me down to arch my back that the big nasty wooden paddle crashed down. Ouch, as it was laid across my cheeks. She spanked slow and hard, then fast and furious continually telling me that I made this paddle just for Her and how I wanted Her to use it on me and it was just so perfect and it fitted her hand perfectly, was well balanced and that I knew I wanted to feel it hard.
That was the signal for her final strokes. Six really hard ones on an already well spanked bum. Then it was over and time to consummate the spanking.
I’ve written about spanking pants a few time before. We’ve even made some crude ones. Lady C ripped the backside out of a pair of boxers that were due for the scrap head and I’ve cut a square out of another pair.
But now we have a proper pair of spanking pants bought from here. They’re actually very confortable and hold all my bits in place as well as plumping up the rear cheeks ready for Lady C attentions. See if you can spot the difference in the pictures below?
The first was before Lady C got started with that evil wooden paddle that I made for her. Just a few light taps she says. That’s not how I felt it. Then HOH decided that the tawse was required to answer for some minor breach of rules. Together it was all a bit toasty.
This is this week’s implement of the week. Surprisingly this is where it has been most of the time and not heating my bottom.
It has been taken off it’s hook twice. Once just because Lady C thought she fancied some fun and the other when I hadn’t put some laundry in the machine.
I thought that the spankings would be in the room where we were at the time, but Lady C decided she wanted my bum bare and high in the air on our bed.
The second spanking consisted of only 4 strokes. That’s a lot less than C normally gives, but each was a well delivered hard stroke that caused me to gasp. Damn, she’s getting too good with these straps and tawses. I’m not sure if be able to take much more of them.
As the weekend approaches, it’ll be time to choose a new implement of the week. I wonder what that’ll be or even who’s going to choose.
Is the two tailed heavy Lochgelly tawse.
I must confess I did expect a tease to be picked and if I had to bet it would have been between the HOH Strap and Auntie.
It’s been removed from its place on the hook and at this very minute is waiting to meet my raised naked bum.
Wonder why she chose it?
This will be this week’s instrument of punishment. Specially an implement will be chosen every week for My Disciplinarian to punish me. The details of the punishments have still to be worked out, but the implement of the week will be used.
There’s a nice hook been recently installed close to our front door which will in our moments of privacy be used to hang said implement upon. It’ll be one of the first things to be seen walking into the house or navigating between lounge and kitchen.
I have selected the following implements to be available: Auntie Strap, HOH Strap, 3H Tawse, 2H Tawse, 2M Tawse, Glasgow Strap, Dominator Strap, Senior Dragon Cane, Loopy Johnny and Boudoir Paddle.
I’ve not decided on the selection process yet. I may choose them myself, Lady C may get to choose, or I may even be open to suggestions from the readers here. The implement will be changed at the same time as we change our bathroom towels, so that should be easy to remember.
The first implement will be the auntie strap, but before it can be put into use I’m going to need to do some thinking about the punishments. Of course, these are my rules for me, and in no way restrict Lady C from doing her own thing in addition to them. I would hate to think that I was overruling her 😉
Sometimes when I walk through the door I want to see a strap or tawse lying on the table. It’s like a statement that simply says your ass is going to get spanked soon. Maybe even a couple of times.
Or imagine a strap laid out in every room you go into? That can only mean a lot of spankings.
And then once the strap starts warming up to the task in hand, its not such a good thing.
Wonder what’ll happen the next time I walk through the door?
There’s nothing like a tawse lying out waiting to be used to act as a visual deterrent.
We goto the pub way too much, we drink way to much also. Tonight we’ve came up with an idea to “help” us. The original suggestion was along the lines of if tonight is not an agreed scheduled pub night then a tawse will be laid out as a visual deterrent.
The deterrent being whoever suggests that we go for a drink gets the business end of the tawse applied. For Lady C this will be one stroke either on her bare bum or on her hands – she gets to choose at the time. For me it will be strokes of the tawse probably on the hands in addition to some other nasty strap on my bum.
C took this suggestion and suggested that a two tailed tawse would mean no pub, whilst the three tailed one would mean a no alchol night.
We’d better put the tawse away soon, don’t want it lying out tomorrow just incase we want to go out, or worse still C might just fancy using it just for the fun of it 😦
We went two to three months where we couldn’t have any DD or maintenance. HOH promised that she would be taking note and the punishment would be meted out at the earliest convenience.
Well that earliest convenience has passed and the grand total of punishments came to 2 strokes of the tawse – one to each hand.
Tawsed hands can be a bit of an ordeal, but both strokes did not land squarely and I expected that HOH would repeat them, but no. All in all it was a bit of a let off. Normally a hand tawsing is two, even three strokes per hand and these usually do connect and generate a lot of sting.
But for the complete period that accumulated punishment was a single stroke to each hand. I can recall her saying quite a few times, “just you wait, you’ll pay for that” but cannot remember the circumstances or the occasion. I must have been such a good boy!
My Darling HOH, I am really sorry for upsetting you last week and making you cry. We haven’t really talked about the full circumstances of it yet but I feel that the punishment you gave me fell short of any upset that you experienced.
I would like to be justly punished for this mishap and I know that the reason I hurt you so much is because of our love for each other. I can also understand that you were lenient with the punishment because of your love for me and wanting us to have quality time together. It will be hard for you to administer a long or hard punishment until your arm fully recovers, however I suggest that my bottom is punished under your instruction.
Can I suggest that the punishment of my bottom occurs shortly after you finish your work tonight but before I take you for dinner or have pre-dinner drinks. Dinner is our celebration of being together after all these weeks and months being kept apart for all the usual reasons.
Sorry, my darling,
After HOH strapped my hands I was sent to retrieve the benchboard and some implements.
The benchboard is not so severe a position as the C’s standard on my hands and knees with ass in the air, but it does allow restraints to be used and that means I cannot escape the punishing strokes.
The main punishment started with ten strokes with Loopy Johnny followed by ten with the 3H Tawse. Further batches of Loopy Johnny and the 3H Tawse were given 6 strokes at a time. HOH took her time and every stroke landed on the desired target. After each batch C examined her handiwork and judging by the mumbles she was pleased with her efforts.
After a couple of more batches C decided that my ass had had enough of Loopy Johnny and Mr Tawse. This meant, however, that it was time for C to have a bit of fun and “colour in” any whitish parts with a vigourous paddling using her Boudoir Paddle. This really got me wriggling especially when several strokes landed in the same place and the top of the thighs. It was soon over and after all the equipment was put away we had lots more cuddles and hugs.
I think C really enjoyed seeing me wriggling when she was paddling as she looked really smug when she had finished.
Being paddled over the benchboard gave me an idea for another spanking, but that’s going to be the subject of the next post.
“Go and fetch the tawse”, HOH commanded. Now give it to me.