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Reposted hot erotica by guest author Fred Spankmanbare
So if my wife uses her canes more often than her hairbrush, and always on my bare bottom, what other ways do we use to deal with the question of grading my punishment to suit different offences? As I said in my previous post (“How I Became a Spanked Husband”) we don’t use corner time, cross-dressing or any sort of humiliation; none of those things is a turn-on for either of us and adds nothing to the simple effectiveness and mutual satisfaction of straightforward adult domestic spanking. Nor do we agree with spanking or caning on underpants or pyjamas, even for milder infringements, since any garment tends to defeat the whole purpose of the exercise. Instead, my wife varies the number of spanks, their severity, and the position in which I have to present myself to be disciplined. In terms of the number of cane strokes, an “ordinary” offence usually gets 15-20. From time to time, however, I have to stay in position while she applies 24 strokes or even more.
For special offences, a more lengthy session takes place. On first presenting my bottom, and despite what I said earlier about always on the bare (this is for special sessions, remember) I am allowed to wear what we call my Punishment Panties. These are tight-fitting, male, cotton underpants of the jockey type, and when I have pulled them on taut and smooth she makes me bend over and gives me 24 hard strokes of the cane. Then there is a pause. I have to get up, still gasping, take down the Punishment Panties and bend over once more, presenting my sore, striped and now completely exposed, unprotected, bare bottom for the second part of my punishment – another 24 hard strokes. These are events to remember, I can assure you. During a severe punishment such as this, and especially when she has finished, my wife likes to see (and feel) the weals raised by her cane.
Severity can also be varied to match the offence by choosing the appropriate instrument. My wife’s increasing order of severity for disciplining me is hairbrush – cane – leather riding whip, or even a mixture of two or more of these. Variety is the spice of life, after all! The black leather riding whip is very effective. My wife uses it like a cane, and the little tab on the end makes a nice ‘whap’ sound on bare buttocks as she lashes it across my bottom (she doesn’t just flick me with the end-tab). Before the session, she tells me why and how I am to be punished, for example: “Your behaviour has been absolutely terrible. You simply have to improve, and you know you deserve some really strict discipline. Go up to the bedroom now. I’m going to give you the cane.” My stomach churns, and after a moment I reply “yes, very well. How many strokes do you want to give me?” “You need lots”, she says, “but 24 should be enough if I cane you hard.”
On other occasions, the tension may build up to very high levels before such a discussion, and at those times I frequently ask her directly if she would like to use her cane or hairbrush on me. I tell her that we both need her to do it – a tension reliever for her, retribution for me. She usually agrees, and we make an appointment for later. Sometimes, instead of asking directly (particularly if things are really bad) I get ready for bed before her (without my pyjama bottoms), take out her favourite cane or her whip and lay it on her pillow. I wait under the blankets, heart thumping in anticipation. Her usual reaction is along the following lines. “Ah! Good!” she would exclaim when she comes in and sees the punishment instrument laid out ready for her to use, “I’m glad you understand that you deserve some strict attention. I want to spank you really thoroughly because I have a lot of steam to work off, so I’m going to cane you very slowly as well as hard. I want to use my whip on you as well, for the final strokes”. She peels off the blankets completely. “I’m glad to see you’ve already bared your naughty bottom. Now – turn over and present it for caning. Put your pillows under you. You know the position I like to have you in for discipline. How many strokes do you think I need to give you?” I think about this for a moment; better not choose a number that’s too low or she may well double it, so I clear my throat and murmur “at least two dozen, please”. She agrees, so the required and mutually welcome disciplinary session gets under way. By the time she has finished (the two dozen may have been increased to 30, the final six being with her riding whip) her mood is much lighter and more relaxed, as it always is after she has administered discipline. When my bottom stops quivering I too have a great feeling of release.
My wife also grades the punishment severity by varying the way in which she makes me bend over. For hairbrush spanking it’s OTK, of course, with her sitting on the edge of the bed. Her preferred position for a caning or whipping, however, is to have me lie flat on our double bed with a pillow or two under me to raise my bottom into a more rounded presentation. She kneels on the bed and briskly administers the agreed discipline. I am allowed to wriggle and squirm, as long as I keep my bottom up. For a more serious session (like with my Punishment Panties on) I have to kneel on the bed on elbows and knees, bottom right up in the air, skin taut (and panties taut too, when they’re being used). Sometimes I get whipped downstairs in the dining room or kitchen, using a chair reversed against the table. I fetch her cane from the bedroom as instructed, or her riding whip if she has chosen to use that, and return downstairs. I have to bare my bottom as usual, and kneel on the chair with my head and shoulders on the table. The agreed number of strokes is then administered deliberately and thoroughly. I find that these positions, where I have to bend right over so that my buttocks are stretched, result in a more severe punishment than being whipped lying on the bed when my bottom is soft and relaxed.
Story © Fred Spankmanbare, 2011