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Examples Part 6This is the sixth set of examples I am relating and this is three sessions with the same client - a VERY unusual one!. The unusual point about this experience was that the lady was very much into writing erotic fiction and she used to introduce spanking, particularly caning, into most of her books. She had never been caned and found it difficult to visualize the feelings that her characters must go through as they are being caned - also the very pain of the caning. She had plucked up courage and wanted three sessions with me to test the various instruments that would be used. She also wanted to talk to me about what happens. I warned her that it was no good coming if she was not prepared to undergo the same punishment that her characters received. I could easily slap her bottom but it would have no meaning. I wanted her to bring THREE or more of her books with corporal punishment in them and I would take her through all the stages. If she was not prepared to agree to my request then i could not help her. She thought for quite a long time before finally agreeing. We arranged to meet that next weekend at her home in the country where session one would begin. meanwhile she lent me some of her books. I had 'skimmed' through three of the books that she had lent me during the week and I could see her problem. She had NO idea about spanking. Her idea of discipline and humiliation was wrong and the behaviour of her participants was totally out of character to what would happen - poetic license did not make the scenes better. I drew up to her house in my car and she met me at the door. She told me that we would be on our own for the evening as the staff had gone out for the evening. She wanted my comments on her books and I gave her my honest opinion that she would write better about spanking after than she had before. I told her that I had read what I shall call Book One and we were going to re-enact the scenario in the book where the maid is called into the study for rudeness, she would be the maid and I was the mistress of the house. The scene would be carried out as it should be and she would receive the punishment that she was proposing for the maid. This time however it would be dealt out properly. I asked if she was happy with this and when she said that she was we were ready to begin. I told her to go upstairs and get dressed as she would expect the maid to be and then come downstairs and knock on the study door. If she entered before she was told to this would incur extra punishment. I sat at her desk and waited until after five minutes I heard a timid knock on the door. "Come in." I called out and she entered. She stood in front of me but failed to curtsey. "Gladys (her name in the book) you have arrived looking very untidy and you have failed to curtsey when you entered, these misdemeanours will mean extra punishment. However first things first. I have called you here because I understand from Mrs Wilkins that when she called this morning you were VERY rude. There is no excuse for this and I will not have it from any of my staff. Normally I would dismiss you on the spot but I am prepared to be lenient this time and give you a good dose of the strap. Have you anything to say young lady before I begin?" Madam X, who was not used to being spoken to like this found it difficult to get into the character at first but then bobbed a quick curtsey and said, "No Madam. I know that I deserve to be punished and I am grateful for you giving me this second chance." "Right girl you know where the strap is fetch it and present yourself back her in two minutes or you will receive extra strokes for lateness." She bobbed and scurried across the room to where I had laid the strap for her. She brought it back to me and offered it over with her two hands palm up. I took it and swished it a few times. "You will receive fifty strokes with the strap on your bare bottom as your punishment." I had earlier given Madam X a 'safe-word' in case the routine got too strong for her. "Lay yourself across that table and grip the other side. I shall want a cushion under your thighs to raise your bottom hurry up and fetch one." Gladys did as she was told and in a short time was bent over her drawing room table. I went up behind her and raised the dress until it was above the waist and then lowered her tights and knickers down below the knee. "Now my girl you will really feel this and I want you to remember that you must NEVER be rude to my guests in future." I tapped the strap across her exposed bottom once or twice and then raising it brought it down with a crack. She didn't move but expelled her breath sharply. I continued to bring the strap down sharply, making no concessions to the fact that she was an author and NOT a maid being punished. She accepted the first ten strokes without a murmur and then I started to massage her bottom, running my fingers across the bruised flesh. She asked if this is normal and I explained that although it wouldn't be if she was actually being punished spankers used this technique to ensure the sensitivity of the bottom remained. I then continued with the next ten strokes keeping a rhythm and making sure that they covered both cheeks but not hitting high or low. By now she was beginning to feel some distress, although when I questioned her she told me to continue. "I asked for the full treatment and that is what I am receiving. I have my safe-word if I need you to stop." Strokes twenty to thirty began to raise weals on the buttocks and her breath was by now coming in short spurts as the strokes took there effect. Again I gave her a short stop to recover and then continued with the next ten. Her bottom looked very red and was burning to the touch by now but she accepted them with only a slight sob in her throat. The final ten were to be the hardest and for this I adjusted my position before lining up the strap. CRACK it lashed down , and again CRACK came the second, third fourth and fifth. Her distress was now apparent but the final five had to be endured and I continued remorselessly. CRACK , CRACK six seven and eight before the final two were whipped in with extra force to raise a scream to her lips. "That is the end. In the case of your maid she would have had to dress and continue to work. In your case I suggest that we get some lotion and rub it into your buttocks." She agreed and, after standing in front of a mirror to see the 'damage' I had done, she laid face down on the sofa while I treated her. As I massaged we talked and I pointed out that fifty was by no means the number that her maid might receive - it could be up to one hundred or more in the case of a brutal mistress. Finally she was concerned about the length of time the bruising would last. I told her that I had in fact used a lightweight strap, although the stinging and pain had been authentic, the signs would have almost disappeared in two to three days and completely gone within a five. "Do you want to continue with the experiment or have you had enough", I queried. "Oh no, I cannot stop now. I am only just beginning to understand what was involved. Also although there was pain there was also a rhythm and inevitability which allows one to relax and almost enjoy the experience. I think I need a fortnight to recover from this, can you come back in two weeks time and we will continue? I left the house wondering how far authenticity needed to go! + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + I returned to Madam X's house a two weeks later as agreed and we sat down to chat about what had happened the first time and how it had affected her perceptions of spanking. She told me that it had had a dramatic effect on her thinking and, although she had felt vulnerable and in pain, she had in some perverse way enjoyed the experience. It had also improved her writing on the subject. You had found after I had left that although at the time she felt that she had had as much as she could stand in retrospect she felt that this was not so. I told her that her observations were exactly those which many other clients had felt. If she was ready to continue then I had another book of hers with a scenario which I wanted to pursue. This required the maid who had spilt coffee over the mistress while she was in bed being punished twice. Once with the hand and brush on her bare bottom in the bedroom and then she had to go downstairs, fetch the cane and return for twenty strokes also on her bare bottom. The maid had to strip fully before the hand spanking and went downstairs to fetch the cane also without dressing. Thus the whole scene was played out naked. Was she prepared for this? I also warned that this would be even more painful than the previous time.She confirmed that she was and then, after quickly finishing her drink, with a sigh suggested that we start. I told her that we must be up in the bedroom but I would leave my canes on the lounge table so that she could collect them as required. We proceeded upstairs. I again played the mistress and lay down on the bed, and after Madam X had entered the bedroom as the maid i simulated the coffee spill and berated her. "You stupid girl, this is the third time that I have had to correct you. This time I am going to thrash you so that you will never do it again." "Please Madam, I didn't mean to do it, my foot slipped on the carpet." " No excuses now girl, come over here." I sat on the side of the bed and drew her over my lap. My hand smacked down twenty or more times on her bottom before I hauled her knickers down and continued for another thirty spanks. "Now girl, fetch me the hairbrush from the dressing table and then take all of your clothes off. Your bottom is really going to feel it today!" She moved across to the dressing table and fetched the hairbrush. She then turned round and started to remove her clothes. She was already bare bottomed so first the dress came off and then the brassiere before reluctantly she wriggled out of her suspender belt and stockings. She stood in front of me naked. "Back over my knees and let me see that bottom presented properly. Keep the legs straight and slightly parted. She did as she was told and I began. My hand land on her bottom cheek with a CRACK and this was followed by a further ten hard spanks. I then took up the hairbrush and began to apply it with equal force. This was really beginning to get to her and she was squealing and calling out with the sharp sting which was being induced in her fiery coloured bottom. I continued for at least twenty more strokes with the hairbrush before I stopped and told her. "Now my girl you are going to feel the cane on that bottom of yours. Go down to the lounge and bring it back for me. No, don't get dressed you can go as you are! She walked out of the bedroom rubbing her bottom while I prepared the room for her caning. The bottom of the bed had a good back and I decided that she should be bent over this. To raise it still further I put a couple of pillows across it.Madam X returned carrying the cane very gingerly and looking rather apprehensive. "Yes my girl, you might well look worried this will really make you howl. I am going to give you fifteen strokes in three groups of five. I want you to count each stroke and thank me for my kindness. If you miss out or jump up then that stroke will be repeated. Do you understand?" "She whispered,"Yes Sir", very quietly. "Speak up girl I cannot hear you!" "Yes Sir." "Now get in position and bend over the bottom of the bed across those pillows. Legs apart and body stretched along the bed. Bottom well presented now." She took her place at the bottom of the bed and I could see that her bottom was already recovering from the spanking and hair brushing it had received and was ready for quite a bit more punishment. I took up my stance and tapped the cane across the bottom one or twice before whipping it in across the centre of the buttocks. This was the first stroke of the can that she had ever had and I could see that she was surprised at the impact and effect. Her breath gasped out and she stretched her legs and toes with the pain. "I haven't heard you count yet. Remember no counting and the stroke is repeated.". "One Sir, Thank you." "That's better. We will count that one but do not make the same mistake again." "No Sir". "Fourteen to go." The cane cracked in raising a white line across the buttocks which soon turned red. "Two Sir, thank you". "Three Sir, thank you". "Four Sir, thank you". "Five Sir, thank you". I stopped and massaged the bottom gently as by now she was beginning to sob gently. "Six Sir, thank you". I could see that the lines were beginning to take on a darkish hue as the red changed to a purple. "Seven Sir, thank you". "Eight Sir, thank you". "Nine Sir, thank you". "Ten Sir, thank you". At the count of ten she stretched herself with relief and her hands went to her bottom to massage it. "Stop that girl. If you need your bottom touching while you are being punished I will do it." "Sorry Sir." "Ask me for the rest of your punishment." I snapped. "Please Sir will you give me the five strokes I deserve." "That's better,now take up your position." She bent over the end of the bed again and prepared for the last five strokes. I knew that these had to be genuine and hard to make the impression that I wanted so I laid the cane across the damaged buttocks raised it high and swished it in "O-W-W-W", she cried out loudly"Oh sorry sir,eleven, thank you Sir." "Eleven Sir, thank you - sorry TWELVE Sir, thank you". Panicking that she might receive an extra stroke. "Thirteen Sir, thank you". Oh god I cannot stand any more - please stop. She stood up and faced me. "You will take the last two strokes and thank me so get back into position. She subsided and prepared herself for the final two strokes. I intended to make these the hardest so that she would remember the experience. The cane came back and I laid it on with the full force of my arm. It sank into the flesh between the last two which were already raining weals on her buttocks. She screamed with pain. "Fourteen Sir, thank you". The last stroke I held back for nearly half a minute to heighten the tension before it cracked down diagonally across the other stripes which had been raised. She cried out again and stood up. "Fifteen Sir, thank you. Thank God that is over I do not think I could have stood any more". "This had been fifteen strokes and you had subjected your maid in the book to sixty. What do you think now? However before any talk I will take the lotion off your dressing table and will massage your buttocks. It will help to remove the sting. Face down on the bed and prepare yourself." She laid face down on the bed with the flaming buttocks with their weals facing the sky and I poured some lotion on and gently massaged it in. As she lay there we talked and I asked her what she thought of what had happened. I had waited for her 'safe-word' but she had not given it so I had carried on with the punishment. She thought carefully. "I nearly gave the 'safe word' after the first stroke of the cane, I felt that I could not take any more but then I thought 'what a cissie' and decided to wait for one or two more before giving in - but the strange thing was that in spite of the pain I never gave it another thought. Each stroke was one more nearer the end I counted them that way as though I had to take them". I went downstairs and waited for her while she got herself dressed and came to see me off. "The marks will be gone within four days. I assume that you will not want to see me again?" "Oh but I shall, I am more determined than ever that the books will mirror genuine experience rather than the academic dreaming that I have used before. Same time in two weeks OK!" Because part three of this is rather long - I was at the house for over four hours I have written this as an appendix. Please click on Appendix to read the details 
 
 
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