Leaving the bath brush and metal studded heart shaped leather paddle on Cindy's dresser, had her address the rudeness issue the day immediately after my behave or else spanking!
The spanking was to be somewhat different however, where Cindy sent me to get three implements, and bring them to her in the family room. The implements should be sufficient to address the issue!!!!
I brought the leather fingered strap, the heavy BODY SHOP wooden bath brush, and the cane! Cindy was delighted with my choices (?)
First, I had to strip off all my clothes, while Cindy lectured as to why I was being spanked.
I then positioned myself leaning a bit forward on the back of the couch! Cindy did a few spanks with the bath brush, then remarked that this one is significantly heavier, and I readily agreed. I am certain that I was squirming somewhat trying to protect my bottom, which I know to be foolish and also impossible. Cindy did slow methodical middle level spanks, alternating cheeks. Any really hard spank would be blistering for certain, and probable bruising.
After maybe thirty spanks, with a pause for catching her breath, and letting my bottom realize how sore it was getting, she picked up the leather fingered strap. For this she informed me to bend fully over the back of the couch, with my hands on the seat of the couch. Now she whaled away with enthusiasm, knowing that the sting was intense, but no bruising would occur.
She paused, and then did another flurry, being certain that it went around the sides of my bottom as well as the main part, and even did the closest cheek just to make certain it had the total embrace of the strap.
Finally, Cindy stated that maybe we should finish up with the cane. Cindy had me raise up a bit, then slow methodical cane strokes greeted my burning bottom. Cindy likes to do mid level strokes, enough so each is well felt, but sufficient that she can apply many without bruising. Some were corkers, and some mild, my never knowing until I heard the speed of the swish, which was just an instant before impact.
Finally, Cindy stated that we should finish up, and asked how many more strokes I thought I needed. I was a bit dumbfounded, and floundered in wondering what to say. Seeing my hesitation, Cindyu announced that their would be seven more, and that I should count them out loud.
Each was administered with gusto, as I counted them out.
When Cindy stated I could stand up, I thanked her for the spaanknig, and promised to behave better in future.
it is hard to see,a s I used a program to cut the amount of pixels on the photo above, but their are definite cane strokes on top of all of the red, and some on the top of the back of the legs.
Cindy then took a picture of my bottom for me, and we moved to the bedroom for absolutely mind blowing passionate love-making.
bottoms up
Red
