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She’s well secured for a severe birching and caning. Although that’s not really a cane across her legs — more like a stick I’d say. Too thick to be a switch, but it’s not really fashioned; I’d say it really is a short straight length from a hardwood sapling of some kind.
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Pandora writes about a recent date night that included a whole lot of strokes with a big leather strap:
I have this recurring fantasy of being strapped hard, you see, rhythmically and indefinitely; one stroke every 3 or 4 seconds, no end in sight.
And that’s just what he did.
It was amazing. It was so intense. I groaned a little at first, and then I think I just went quiet and fell through the bed, through the floor, through the universe. The strokes slammed into my bottom and rocked the bed. After each one it felt like my bottom swelled up a bit more. I had this image in my head that my bottom was absorbing the power of the stroke, feeding on it and becoming bigger and bigger as it grew more sore and tender.
I remember Tom’s warm, big hand rested on the small of my back, holding me safe. I remember glimpsing him drawing his arm back out of the corner of my eye, sensing the whoosh and power as he brought the strap down. The rhythm was like a slow drumbeat, predictable and sure. It allowed me to learn the pain, relax into it, become one with it. I’m not sure I was even experiencing it as pain, just a deep beautiful pounding sensation, like drumming or dancing or fucking.
I don’t know how long it lasted. Maybe four or five minutes in total, but it felt like an hour. Eighty strokes, a hundred, probably. I don’t remember him stopping, but I do remember kneeling up afterwards, slowly, in a daze. Cheeks flushed and hot, hair in my face and head swimming, sinking gently back into my body, returning to reality.
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The teacher made her keep count of her cane strokes on the blackboard. Until she broke the chalk…
From Usenet.
The Whipped Ass site has sometimes not quite lived up to its promising name in the eyes of many spanking fetishists. There’s a crew of spankos for whom it’s got to be M/f spanking or nothing; the lesbian focus just isn’t what they’re looking for. But even those of us who quite enjoy watching a good F/f spanking have sometimes complained that the Whipped Ass spankings can seem half-hearted. Fortunately, this varies; and lately, it’s seemed to me that the “serious spanking” factor has been ramped up quite nicely.
By way of illustration, consider the most recent Whipped Ass photoshoot. It features two college girls home for vacation, who are taking the downtime to enjoy each other and a little bit of kinky fun, complete with playful sexy spanking time:
Unfortunately, they get “caught” by one of their mothers. And boy, does she have a reaction that we spankos can appreciate:
It turns out (because this is porn world where the rules are different) that she’s not really punishing her daughter with this spanking. Nope, she’s just establishing her lesbian dominance so that she can can horn in on the fun, her way (which means, lots of rope and a strap-on dildo). But her lesbian dominance, it turns out, takes a lot of establishing. Fortunately, she has a huge wooden paddle that can surely do the job:
My favorite thing about this photoshoot is that it nicely illustrates the old spanko adage: “When in doubt, use a bigger paddle!”
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So, this woman on Tumblr posted a picture of her bottom after her first caning, along with this description of what it was like:
Tumblr, meet my ass.
Not going into detail of how this came about but I can now say I’ve been caned.
It wasn’t as bad as expected as it wasn’t a sudden massive whack to start, it was slow and gentle because the caner knew how much it scared me. Developed a pain scale from one to ten and I got to choose the intensity, I think I got to what I would class as a 7. So I was actually kinda impressed with myself.
I would definitely say I enjoyed it more than I ever thought I could but for some reason (probably years of creating horror stories in my head) I am still really scared of the prospect of being caned.
This photo was from a more-punishment-than-pleasure encounter. As I am a sub when it comes to sex, the idea of punishment turns me on so much. For example, I find it difficult to see a spanking as a punishment because I enjoy it so much, but the cane makes me so scared and nervous in my head I know it is an actual punishment so the pleasure doesn’t stay for long.I don’t know if the fear will ever fade but I’m kinda enjoying the adrenalin I feel as soon as I see the cane.
But yeah, that’s my first caning encounter. It scared the hell outta me but it turned me on in a very new way.
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Pierced Sadism [tumblr link; failed and removed] writes:
With D, caning almost always leads to ass fucking… not that I am complaining or anything!
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Nudists, it turns out, can be naughty too. I suspect this girl lost a mud fight or something:
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