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














