Blah Blah Blah

I guess that is not a good way to respond to your top. The next thing I knew I was on the bed bent over a pillow with a tawse coming down over my jeans, making warm tracks across my bottom. Though I did regret my comment I was not showing enough remorse because I got to hear “drop them” and was then bare bottomed over the pillow with the stingy tawse making my bare bottom fiery warm. The warmth running from head to toe as the sting built.

He then stopped, but not for good, he was just going to fetch the cane. The cane definitely penetrated the fire in my bottom with a more intense line of fire over and over again. Nice parallel lines of heat across my already warm bottom. The remorse was starting to creep into my voice, but the laughter, at the look on his face when I made my blah blah comment, was also lingering under the surface, which didn’t help my case much so out came the leather hairbrush paddle. Don’t know who has experienced this, but it is two layers of leather with a layer of Delrin between it. Though not as punishing as a wood paddle of the same size it is just as penetrating. That did bring the remorse to the surface and the laughter to the background.

The warmth covered my entire bottom by then and I was very remorseful for my comment by then, but knowing me it, or something equally as naughty will get me back in the same position.

The after affects of a short hard spanking are a wonderful warmth throughout and a peace at my core from being seen to by someone who genuinely cares about my well-being.