another evening of guests

Can you guess what happened before?

Yes, Ma'am, a reminder caning to make certain I behaved properly.

We sometimes are running late, in getting everything ready, so the cane certainly makes a point in the least amount of time.

Bare bottomed, over the corner of the bed, legs spread, bottom raised by two pillows, and a number of sharp strokes to make certain I remembered key points.

#1 stroke, stroke stroke :  talk less, listen more
Yes dear,... stroke..stroke.. stroke and a number more

#2: Stroke, stroke.. and a number more:  Do not drink too much
Yes dear     stroke stroke and a number more

#3 remember to be helpful   stroke stroke stroke and a number more...

A bit of owwing and feet licking at the ankles, and then told to stand up.

This time, I chose to kneel on the cushions, upright, abs engaged, and strokes to the top part of my bottom. One was really hard, by our standards, and I let out some sort of noise, and many were delivered between this top of the bottom cane stroke and where the caning had first been.

Okay, let's finish getting dressed and wait downstairs.

Thank you for my spanking. A kiss, and a cuddle, and I looked in the mirror to see all the red lines. Much redder than previous times, with one really red line near the top of my bottom.

This is being written at the endo of the evening, and looking in the mirror, this one cane stroke is still quite visible, but the others have disappeared

We had a wonderful evening.

bottoms up





Red