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Another one of the pictures fromSaturday evenings party... this time...my bottom is being lightly caned by the host of the evening !

Bend for it beauty!

Punishment tonight ....

One would think after my session this evening that I had learnt my lesson? I certainly felt every stroke and will be feeling some of them for days yet... HH certainly spanked and caned my bottom well... yet as we sat chatting afterwards and I was asked if I was betting on the weekend game between Australia and South Africa, instead of declining I heard myself say " Yes Sure , Why not..." silly girl and this combined with the threat of 45 if I do not lose the required number of kilograms this month... I should have my head read....I am certifiably mad , of that I am convinced!

All warmed up and ready to start!

SO we started with a light spanking with the tawse to warm up my bottom , one after the other HH softly spanked my bottom with the tawse interjecting with a harder swat or two , just to ensure that I do not fall asleep or drift off, keeping my mind focused on the job at hand and of the punishment that was to come!

10 down 18 to go! all evenly spaced!

We had agreed that we would do it sets 1 of four strokes and then four sets of 6 each!  The warm up was fine and the first four were all okay... but as HH started going lower down ( as he was laying down evenly spaced straight lines all over my bottom) it started to burn, those sensitive areas that under normal circumstances do not get much attention from the cane!

Close up after 16 strokes of the erringly accurate cane!

After each set of 6 a picture would be taken and the burn rubbed into me and welts rubbed , as soothing as that is it also brings its own unique pain... and of course standing on display having your bottom photographed shames a girl in ways that cannot be explained!

All done... out on display waiting for it to settle!

driving to my demise....

It is getting terrible now.... I am having a mild implosion... 40 or so minutes before I have to get into my car and start the long 1 and half to two hours in peak hour traffic to ensure that I am not late for my punishment session as tardiness is sure to be rewarded with additional strokes....my heart is beating fast and I am all agitated.... I am afraid and yet perversely excited as being punished is a thrill and I like the pain... it excites me oh so much....

The bloody clock again......

The weekend report will continue later today as I have all week , however it is punishment night tonight and I am all nervous as all hell again! The waiting and the ever increasing nervousness and rising panic... that always precedes a punishment session!

28 with the cane from HH and a pre caning warm up spanking with who knows what ? I know for certain it will not be HH's hand... I fear the paddle or the tawse will be the implement of choice and after my fine strapping of Sunday ( in the next sluttySir feedback) I have more than a dastardly fear of the strap/tawse...

It has been months since my last punishment session and I am more than nervous about tonight as the feedback from Raven is that she can hardly sit today and needed to sleep on her tummy last night...

ohhhh please let mine be less severe....

More later as my nerves really kick in and last weekend feedback at about 10pm mine tonight!

Usually do not mark...

I usually do not mark much at all from a spanking or caning, to both mine and HH's amazement at my punishment this past Wednesday I marked very well from both my spanking and my caning. I usually am all heart sore as I do not have a welt or even a reddened bottom after my spankings.

My bottom usually after a spanking!

My bottom usually after 12 with the cane!

I have no idea what has changed, I will have to see what happens after my next spanking session and try and establish what made the difference. I am including pictures of my spanked and caned bottom on an average day and pictures of this past Wednesday. Maybe it has to do with the weather, it was particularly chilly on Wednesday and my punishment certainly smarted more that usual.

I am in better health than I have been for some time thus it certainly does not have anything to do with health issues. Does anyone have any insight to this matter as I am interested to know , why now and will it change?



After Wednesday spanking, does cold make such a difference?



Well marked, what changed?

My first week blogging.... a brief retrospective

I created my blog on Sunday evening very very late, :) finally I have done it. As I have been writing this week I have been having the greatest fun, however I still have not quiet been able to define my blog completely. I am a switch, I am owned by my Master yet i have my own slaves. I serve and I am served, I am spanked and I spank... how do i combine all of this in one blog?

1st punishment, spanking and caning!

1st punishment close up

Suffice to say , I have yet to resolve the issue, one day  I may be Ms Hyde and the Next Ms Heckle.... so watch carefully dear readers, lest you fall victim to the evil naughty one ...... I have developed the habit of writing at the bottom of my blog what I shall be writing about next, if it happens to be a Femdom day , I hope you will still stay to read and enjoy it with me , reminding yourself that I am a bottom as well and what fun it would be to spank my insolent bottom after i have treated my boys to similar or worse, :)

It is weekend, and I thought to finish of the week I would leave you with a collection of the photographs of the week as a mini collection to book mark and return to when the urge to see a well spanked bottom ...

Pink satin bottom waiting to be spanked!

Present yourself for spanking!

Thank you to the amazing group of people who have all stopped in this week to read my blog,I am humbled and very honoured that you have had so many visitors for my first week. Thank you my bottom and I have enjoyed being the focus of your attention... I am an exhibitionist of note and have loved the attention...

Glowing bottom over HH's knee!

Wrigggling trying to avoid the next blow!

I must admit this week has been a very erotic sexy week and I have been in an constant state of arousal....if this is what it is going to be like... hmmm I shall have to add a much more spice and sexiness into my writing , the energy and sexy naughty bratty thoughts have to go somewhere and here is probably the best place for it to go....

Very well caned bottom, marks galore... what happenned!

I have had a roller coaster ride of a week.... from the hours and days waiting to be spanked and then being spanked and marking as I have not marked in forever.... Thank you HH for spanking me on behalf of Master and to keep me in check...

See you all next week ! xxxx

Scarlett

Tomorrow.... spanking another tale of my red bottom... and brand new pics.....:)



Cane and freshly caned bottom - 6 /4/11

Scarlett's Spanking - A Dominant's View - Written by Heavy Hand Smith

At the outset and unlike Monday evening when I caned Raven, Scarlett had ensured that I was ready and prepared for her visit. IM’s and Blog postings throughout the day certainly made sure that I was well prepared for her arrival.

She arrived pretty promptly for her 6 o’clock appointment and was shortly thereafter followed by her “Little Boy”. The latter, a rather cocky, jaunty lad in his early 40’s. I thought to myself that he was showing a great deal of bravado for someone who would shortly be bent over my desk for a sound thrashing!

In planning the evening Scarlett and I had decided that she would be first. Her “Little Boy” would wait in the reception area outside my office. A somewhat sobering situation I would have thought, to have to listen to Scarlett getting a sound thrashing. Especially, knowing that he would be next. She had also asked me to be particularly strict, given the Headmaster personae he was expecting.

Scarlett looked particularly fetching last night and had obviously given great thought to her ensemble. Not that I was overly concerned with what she was wearing, I knew that she would not be wearing it for very long!!

I quickly dispensed with any formalities and ordered Scarlett to my office, leaving her Boy waiting outside the closed door.



The implement of choice for my bottom spanking!



Now, it is some time since I have spanked Scarlett. It must ne all of three or 4 months and she had told me that she had not had a spanking in some time. I decided a good warm-up over my knee would be a good starting point.

A couple of cracks over her clothed buttocks, convinced me that it was way to cold to use my hand. It was certainly not my intention to cause any discomfort to myself. I shortened the hand spanking and switched to the Lochgelly Tawse – per kind favour of Uncle Nick. I also removed her clothing.  I am not sure how “pats” she received with the Tawse, but her butt was starting to glow a light red. She was also squirming around on my knee liked a hooked eel!

I decided it was time for the main event.

The cane and bottom!

I bent her over the desk and proceeded to administer 12 medium strength strokes.  Again, she made it quite evident that she was getting the message. Lots of wriggling, “aahs” and “owwws” She was nevertheless pretty good about taking her medicine.

Unusually, her butt marked pretty well. In the past it has always been difficult to mark Scarlett. I can recall a hard caning of 24 strokes I gave her late last year – she had been foolish enough to lose two consecutive bets to me – where she barely showed a mark. This time was different. She had 12, pretty clear welts etched across her cheeks.

I did not quite achieve perfection I am sad to say. There was one annoyingly white patch  - about two inches wide and just down from the highest mark, that I could not hit! Normally, my aim is so good – must be because I am a golfer – that I could hit a fly with the cane tip.  For some reason, I could just not connect on this space. Very frustrating. For the rest, I think I did a pretty good job.

A good rub and she was done.

Notice the annoying blank spot!  I just see well striped bottom!

Now for her Boy.

I have never caned a man before and it was not something I looked forward to with any degree of relish. It is important for me to connect with the Spankee and for trust to develop between us.  I probably have quite strong homophobic tendencies at a personal level and just do not feel comfortable getting too close to another man’s bottom. I had agreed to do this as a favour to Scarlett and so found myself having to deal with this man.

Scarlett positioned herself, somewhat gingerly I may add, in one of the nearby desk chairs so that she had an uninterrupted view of proceedings. I have no doubt that this added to his discomfort.

I instructed him to remove his trousers and bend over the desk.  It was to be a Headmaster’s Caning. This meant no warm-up which suited me well. I proceeded to lay into him with a number of well-directed strokes. I could see that I was making an impression on him, although I have to say he took it rather well.

However, after the 6^th stroke landed, he stood-up and called it a day. I was rather surprised as I had hit him no harder than I hit any of my female Bottoms. It just goes to show that perhaps women do have a higher pain threshold than men!

We had a quick drink and he was on his way. Whether he will ever return is not something I would even guess at. He had, however, reached his personal limit for the evening and called it a day. ( It is always the responsibility of the Dom/me to ensure the bottom or sub is never pushed to far past their limit. We want to hurt them not harm them, and would always like them to return for a next experience) I will always respect the individual right to call a halt to proceedings at any time. I do not think any less of him for stopping at 6, if that was enough. I think he was pretty brave to confront his need – or perhaps it was Scarlett’s need!!

I am sure there will be a break of a few weeks until the bottoms are well healed and we have our next sessions. Until then bye. ( Sadly it will probably have to be quiet soon for me, as my marks have faded dramatically over the past day and by next week Monday will have healed fully, I might have marked well on the night, but all that remains are one or two slightly mottled spots in the middle of my bottom. We shall however give my bottom another week to heal properly, must not over do it!)

HH

P.S Thank you Sir HH for my spanking and for that of little boy!

Punishment Part 3 - Aftercare

A little bit of lotion is required today.... as I have been sitting around for much of the day,I have felt my bottom on a number of occasions reminding me about last night's little session. I really seldomly mark and it is quiet and experience to still feel the effects of my punishment today... as I look at my bottom in the mirror and see the darkening bruises and feel the twinges when I sit and move to suddenly... I am amazed and transfixed... I like touching my welts and I love having them raked afterwards and I really really like having them rubbed....

After my caning HH called in little boy to have his caning done... he was told to drop his pants  leaving him standing in his underpants and to bend  for his caning. Little boy did exactly that and took 6 of the allocated 12 like a good little boy... HH's swing is formidable.... and little boy called it quits at 6... for a first appointment with a good solid punishment cane He did very well. The Headmaster certainly made him pay attention...I have chatted to him today and he expressed his admiration for HH's skill, saying is truly evoked an old fashioned school caning for him . We are having coffee tomorrow to unpack our sessions together and chat about the impact a punishment has...we both slept like babies last night and woke refreshed... it seems a punishment session serves as an emotional reboot.... wiping the hard disk clean and rebooting the system to be able to carry on.

So after HH had completed the punishment we came to our critical after care drink... it is always so important to ensure that submissives are balanced and emotionally and physically complete before you let them go...in many spanking relationships sex would be where the after care takes place , with HH as the disciplinarian for a number of us it is a drink and an insightful chat ....

Very up close look !

I drove home last night and before my sub drop hit me was relishing sitting naked on my bed in my pearls and my tennis bracelet feeling the scratchiness of crisp white sheets on my glowing bottom.... wishing oh wishing ... for the perfect end to a lovely punishment session....... sex and chocolate.... found the chocolate...

Next blog...  a guest feature, HH's perspective on punishing me.... a look from the other side....

Punishment Part 2- The Caning

Pink satin panties, skirt hitched up high... waiting....

I left you earlier today with me standing bent bare bottomed bent over a credenza awaiting my punishment with the cane, it was agreed that I would receive 12 strokes of HH's best with a medium weight cane. Well, as everyone knows it has been some time since my last punishment a couple of months thus it is with trepidation and because my little boy is standing outside the door listening to me receive my punishment, that I stand waiting for the first stroke to fall.... damn but that first one hurt and to myself I think if this is what no.1 feels like what are the rest going to be like? As every spankee will tell you the pain and sensitivity increases as the caning progresses.... it jumbles the mind you have no idea what to think of , the searing pain you are about to feel, the burn of the blow you just received or the fact that you should be counting and you loose count or the deepening blush of fire from all the previous blows?

Panties down, pink spanked bottom waiting for the cane!

Swoosh and smack , damn but that hurts.... by the time your mind registers the sound of the cane being swung it has already hit and the next thing you feel with every fibre of your being is the searing burn and ache of the stroke... as I write this every move I make on the chair causes me to experience it again.... it was agony... sweet agony but agony....so twelve strokes of the cane.... jikes!

I usually stand very still for my punishment , not last nite... I was ohh ing and Ahhh -ing and at one stage reared up completely and had to breath deeply to compose myself enough to bend back over the credenza and be ready for another stroke.... 11 done one to go.... the hardest of the lot, right where my bottom and my legs meet.... heaven to Betsy.... that hurt sooooooooooo much.....

done... and dusted...marks  to show!

I usually never mark at all, suffice to say.... I marked well last night... and that on top of my spanking... tender tender bottom. HH's gently soothe my bottom with comforting strokes and released me from my position.... panties and stocking tights pulled up.... a big hug and some pats on my bottom.... and time for little boy's caning.... more about that tomorrow....

One medium weight cane and marked bottom!

Next blog..... another pic and little boy & aftercare!  @ about 10pm South African time!

Ticking Time Bomb

As I write this it is 34 hours and 20 minutes until I have to be at HH's office.... and I feel as if I am sitting on a ticking time bomb...I am hyper aware and despite having a very crazy full day today ( the diary from HELL) I catch myself time and time again wondering what tomorrow 6pm is going to bring.

Like grains of sand in an hour glass, my fears and misgivings creep into my mind.... why oh why was I so silly to offer my bottom up for a spanking and a caning, why oh why was I so daft to make that bet with HH ? What was I thinking when I stubbornly insisted the Lions would win their rugby match last week ? Why ? Why?Why? The insidious sneaky little fears start taking on a form of their own and when I catch myself I am thinking of what it is going to feel like to have to present myself like a naughty little schoolgirl over HH's lap for my spanking? The humiliation of pulling my panties down and presenting my bare bottom to him. Of having to admit to myself and him that I have been a bad naughty girl ( I have cancelled two previous appointments for spankings - brought about by losing bets on rugby matches) !

It is bad enough to have a smarting bottom form a good old fashioned over the knee spanking, but NO smarty pants me also agreed to having 12 of the best administered with a cane on top of the spanking! Boldly in my negotiations to get what I wanted ( and because it has been so long since I had a combined spanking & caning), I had forgotten how much it can hurt... but somewhere in the recesses of my mind the memory lingers and my brain is starting to bring the memory to the fore slowly with remarkable clarity! And I am reminded that I had promised myself never again after the last double session... yet here I am, once again waiting for the appointed hour and a guaranteed bruised and well attended bottom!

When will I learn not to think my bottom is made of elephant hide and remember that I too am mortal and made of flesh and blood ?

As my panic and apprehension increase throughout the day I am sure I shall have an epiphany or two to share... watch this space for my increasing dread and the undoubted pearls of wisdom I shall spew forth ...

Notes to self......

1. Do not offer your bottom up for a spanking and caning all in one go!

2. Pay your outstanding debts in time!

3. Do not bet on rugby, the Super 15 is just to unpredictable a competition to think about winning!

off to bed for me now.... will certainly be back with more later today!

Tick tock, tick tock.....