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Spanking Examples - Part 6 - Appendix 1

This is the third part of the three sessions with Madam X - a VERY unusual one!

When I arrived two weeks later I was not certain of my reception but was welcomed as before. We sat and chatted about her experiences for a long time. She said that they had been painful but now, as she wrote her stories, she was able to put genuine feeling into her punishment of maids and pupils. I asked if she had ANY regrets and she said, "No, to be honest I have discovered a personal interest in spanking which I didn't know I possessed. I suppose that I started my books originally with this latent interest in spanking at the back of my mind and when I asked you to come it was really an experiment to see if I could get more "guts" into the stories but now I find that I enjoy the experience. I look forward to your visits for my own purposes as well as the stories.

To put it another way I anticipate your visits with apprehension but not fear as I have no worry that you will go too far. I have been thinking a lot of tonight and you have put in your examples a story of a lady you punished with hand, paddle, strap and cane I want you to do that to me and I really want to have you try to push my limits. If I want you to stop I have my 'safe-word'. Will you do that?" I confirmed that I would and said that I would go through the full punishment routine I had had with the lady. I explained that she had been an amateur whore when younger and still felt guilty about the way she had behaved. She had also smoked heavily, although her husband didn't approve, and the two of them thought that it was best if she received condign punishment from an outside source - genuine punishment which would allow her to put the matter behind her. Remember that this is what Catholics do when they go to confession - they confess and have to complete a penance. This is what the lady had wanted, and that is what she had received. Was Madam X willing to go through with it on this basis.

"Yes, I have thought about this a lot and I am sure that I need, as well as want it. I have not been perfect and I am sure that I have a guilty conscience which this will help."
"Fine, then prepare yourself."

I settled myself the sofa and she spread herself across my knees. As soon as he was in position I started with a firm handspanking, lifting the dress after about twenty smacks and then lowering the tights and pants after a few more. I decided that the total would be at least one hundred smacks, all of them firm and with only a little massage - just enough keep the buttocks stimulated and alive. The blows rained in and the buttocks began to glow a fiery red with the finger marks standing out. Fifty, sixty, seventy eighty, ninety and finally the one hundred after which I told her to stand in the corner with her hands on her head. She moved over and as her dress slipped down I told her to remove it. She did so and her still shapely figure looked very forlorn standing in the corner with her buttocks glowing and her lifted arms forcing her brassiere to strain from her body.

I left her there for ten minutes before calling her back and telling her that everything from now on would be bent over the back of a chair. She could start by moving one into the middle of the room making sure that ALL of her clothes were off and then to bend over. She could expect sixty strokes of my firmest paddle. This is an excellent tool for stinging the buttocks as it is firm leather with an insert to stiffen it. Clients tell me that they really feel it.

I moved to the side and cracked the paddle down. She started as this was the first time I had used this instrument on her. I told her to get down and then hitting alternate buttocks I smacked the paddle in. It was not long before the residual redness from the hand-spanking became a fiery rose colour and the bottom was starting to look VERY tender. I continued for the prescribed amount before I told her that we would now have a rest. I suggested that she lay on her front on the sofa as there was still much punishment to come. We had a drink at this point and she gave me some thoughts on what had happened.

"I was very surprised at the length of the handspanking and found that even though it stung once you had got into a rhythm it was quite bearable. The paddling was different that REALLY stung and every stroke I wanted to be the last. As I got relief on one buttock so the other started receiving punishment. What happens now?"

"Next we move on to the strap and tawse. These are really the first instruments that cover both buttocks and are likely to bruise. I am going to use them on your bottom but in Scotland it was often on the hands and children could receive ten or twenty strokes - just imagine when they had chilblains in the winter. There are stories of children, both boys and girls, who couldn't write for days after the tawse was used on their hands. Some have even been recorded as being crippled. Don't worry it will not happen to you. Your bottom will feel the pain but no damage. Are we ready to begin if so I must warn you against putting your hands across your buttocks as if I am striking this could damage the hands."

I stood up and reluctantly, with a groan, she also stood.
"OK, bend over again and I will start. I am going to give you twelve strokes of the lightweight strap and then twelve with the heavyweight tawse. I am sure that you will notice the difference."

She took up her position and I laid the strap across the centre of the two buttocks. I raised it and it lashed in. She grunted and as the strokes rained in began to catch her breath. I laid on the first twelve hard because I knew that the strap would sting but hardly mark. I then took up the tawse. My experience had told me that this could be lethal so although I lashed it in and it raised weals on her bottom I was careful to slightly pull my punches. She was by now again in some distress and I could see her counting the strokes as she waited or the last to land. When it did the bottom was covered in raised weals from the tawse which were gradually turning purple. I helped her up and I could see that there were tears starting to well up in her eyes however the signal for stopping was the safe-word and nothing else so I said
"Now we come to the hardest part. The lady had thirty strokes of the cane I will give you them EXACTLY as she received them and will only stop early if you give me your 'safe-word'. Because this is so painful I am going to tie you to the chair. This is for your own protection as you may try to kick your legs up or put your hands back. Do you agree"
She nodded, still too overcome to speak.
"Bend over then and I will tie you down."
She bent over I placed a cushion between her and the back of the chair and then tied her ankles to the back legs of the chair before fastening her hands to the front legs. Now she was in position with her scarred bottom standing out like a beacon and target for me. I now warned her that she was to receive a final session with the cane. This would be applied with three canes, the first five strokes with the lightweight cane, the next five with my schoolroom cane and the last ten firmly applied with my governess cane. She was to count these aloud and if she missed one this stroke would be repeated. I asked if she understood and between her sobs she confirmed she did so I told her to prepare herself.

I took up the lightweight can lined it up and gave her buttocks a couple of taps before whipping in the first stroke. It landed in the centre of the two buttocks and left a clear white line before turning to red. She shouted out. The next four strokes landed close to the first and her bottom was wriggling as she screamed for mercy. I then took up the middleweight cane and started to apply this. the first stroke landed below the previous five, the next two land on them, an area which was now swelling and turning purple as the bruises came out. The final two were to the highest part of the buttocks and in an area which was previously untouched.
I then told her to prepare herself for the final ten. These would be the hardest but would end the punishment.

I took up the heaviest cane and whipped it once or twice through the air before laying it gently across her buttocks, measuring the stretch. I lifted the cane and lashed it down across the area which had been the heaviest punished and she struggled and wriggled. The next three landed higher up and again increased the bruising of the buttocks. By now the buttocks were looking patterned in red and white with the purple of bruising coming through. By now Madam X was weeping profusely and crying out as each stroke landed but she stoically continued to accept them. The next three filled in the area which seemed to have been missed by previous cane strokes; and then came the final two. I intended to make these the hardest and the first lashed diagonally across the left buttock to the right and then I crossed to the other side to make the final telling stroke. The end had arrived and she slumped over the end of the chair sobbing her heart out her buttocks a mass of weals and ridges which were vividly turning in colour. I walked over and untied her gently moving her across to the sofa where she lay face down still sobbing. I fetched the lotion and began to massage it gently into the inflamed area. My hands were very gentle as I knew what pain she was suffering. Gradually the sobbing ceased and she took a drink from me.

"You know you could have stopped me at any time with your 'safe-word'."
"I know", she said,"but I wanted to test myself and push myself to the limit. It feels so sore now that I am sure that I couldn't have taken much more. Does this happen often?"
I laughed,"You would be surprised what I am asked to do. I am as spanker and this is my limit with clients but I am sometimes asked to flog their back with a birch, flog them till they bleed, or cane them on their breasts or vagina. I will not do it because for me this comes outside the range of spanking and into masochism. I will push the limits forward and there is no doubt that frequent spanking hardens the buttocks so that you need more to achieve the same result but fifty strokes of the cane is the farthest I have ever gone. That was for a client who had been beaten regularly since she was a young girl and had a very high pain thresholdholdholdholdoldoldldoldldd.

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