Sometimes I get flustered, and blurt out something I should not. Yesterday, was no exception, as Cindy was taking a while trying to find what she wanted on a menu, with the waitress waiting. It, in my humble opinion, would have been easy to explain what she wanted, and have the waitress show her where it was.
The result: the next day we did Day 6 of the twelve spanks of Christmas, but each implement was used for 12 spanks (that's 72 spanks). Each was given strongly, as per our agreement. To begin however, I had to stand in the corner for about five minutes, facing the wall, to ponder my misbehavior, with my bare bottom on display. (phots shows a much nicer view of a woman, than if you saw me)
On day 5, Cindy had lamented she only had only 8 cane strokes io give, so We took another of Ronnie's Canes to be the first implement. This one is thicker, and was very effective. I was bare bottomed (obviously), and bent over a the waist, with my hands on the dresser for support, and my stomach muscles engaged. All were given close to each other, and WOW!!!
Next was over the knee, having first put Cindy's high heel shoes on her feet, to raise her knees.
The leather heart shaped leather studded paddle, with the heart shaped hole in the middle, really makes the tip dance in between the cheeks.
With nary a rest, I had to hand Cindy the next implement that was resting on the floor beside me, the wooden bath brush. Obviously, I did not have this look of anger, but one more of submission.
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There is a special emotion (hard to describe) of handing a implement to your spanker, with your bottom already on fire. (I will have to think about it to decide how to describe it... Do you have any suggestions on how to describe it?)
WOW, twelve hard spanks to the fattest part of my bottom cheeks, and now I was handing the short tawse while remaining over the knees. This bite strongly into my bottom, and into the butt crack occasionally. My feet were dancing throughout, and a tear or two had to be wiped away by me from one eye when handing one implement after another.
Now, it was quickly on to the bed, with two large pillows propping my bottom up for the next spanks.
We will be away for a month, so I am busy creating posts for every second day. One was watching the spank coming. I tried this with the long tawse, and I saw Cindy swinging with her arm bent at a 90 degree angle, her hand beside her ear, with the tawse handing down her back. Thus, it came with massive force, and I was bouncing and feet dancing.
I stopped looking after two spanks, just so I could savor the smallest of respites without seeing the impending spank.
Lastly, it was Ronnie's Teacher cane, with me on my knees upright on the chair, so that Cindy had all of my bottom to cane wherever she wanted.
My bottom was truly on fire when we finished, and is very sore today, the day after the spanking.
We cuddled for quite some time, and then made very passionate love.
I am fortunate that I have not had two days in a row, except at the beginning, but that might not continue.
We have a standing lamp in the bedroom, and the implements with a leather loop on them hang in prominent display. The teacher's cane hangs on it's own accord because of its shape, and the bath brush rests on the spanking chair.
I can truly hear Cindy's words:
BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR, YOU MIGHT JUST GET THEM.
Most photos are of women, because they look nicer than any men I find in most spanking websites.
bottoms up
Red
