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Ah, the simple pleasures of a quiet evening at home, a cane, and a blonde who is having trouble learning her lines:

Sir decided to help me learn my rule, the one that says that i must say Sir. Well, i wasn’t learning that rule very well so he decided the only way i wouldn’t be confused is if i said Sir, or Master, with every sentence. i love to be obedient but saying it with every sentence sounds retarded, so i groaned inwardly when he informed me of the new game plan.

From the time he got home last night until we went to bed i lost count of the number of strokes of the cane i received. i think most people threatened with a stroke of the cane would have learned alot sooner than i. At one point, we were discussing how embarassed i was that i was having so much trouble remembering and i didn’t even remember to say Sir with that sentence! i was mortified!

i felt even dumber then dumb and dumber when every time i forgot i had to hand him the cane and i had a stupid grin on my face that i couldn’t get rid of for the life of me. i don’t know what was more embarrassing; the dumb grin that i couldn’t hide everytime i had to hand him the cane or the fact that it seemed impossible that, over and over, i could forget something i was caned for only moments before. One would think that i like being elevated off the floor by the sheer pain of a cane stroke. Not the force mind you, the little hop that i do after impact. Allow me to assure you that i do not like the cane no matter how the grin on my face would speak otherwise. i think it must be that i can’t help grinning when i’m nervous and feeling dopey.

He must have been amused last night because he was much more interested in asking me questions than ever before. He just kept me talking and talking and talking…. Finally, i caught on to the unusual amount of chatter. He was enjoying this!

Of course he was! What’s not to like? Besides, I bet that little hop is hella cute.

Here’s an old gem of an illustration in the Chinese style. Is this a servant girl being punished, or a young bride being encouraged? Or is this just good old-fashioned kink for kink’s sake? We’ll never know.

This ginger business appears to have captured the popular imagination on a scale I never imagined. After my post two days ago, Hairbrush Action weighed in with an item including two more links: Creative Uses Of Ginger and the exhaustively detailed Figging: The Art of Anal Ginger Root Play. From the latter:

Caning, a very popular form of punishment, especially for the female miscreant, was elevated to an art form itself. There is evidence that figging actually had it’s beginnings when ginger was used in a caning victim’s anus to prevent her from clenching her buttocks during punishment. Clenching one’s butt while it hosts ginger causes an intense burning sensation.

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When playtime rolls around, I usually like to have my sub bound, face down on the bed over a pillow. No blindfold here. I make it a point of allowing her to watch and hear me prepare the ginger. The anticipation is spectacular especially if she’s never experienced it before. The gyrations generated from the anticipation alone are well worth the experience.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Invidia from The Collar Purple weighed in today (scroll for first 12.18.03 entry) with demure, understated disapproval, posting a delicious-sounding muffin recipe under the title “Safe And Sane Uses For Ginger”. Apparently The Boss doesn’t mind having fun poked at him by his subbie as long as she’s subtle enough about it. Boss, I do believe you’ve just been accused (by negative implication) of being unsafe and insane….

So I have been teasing Bethie about buying her that electric bug-zapper spanking toy they call The Zapper:

The kinky gear experts at a place that used to sell this paddle make it sound pretty mean:

These zapper paddles are constructed of lightweight plastic and aren’t well-suited for heavy swats, but can be used lightly and don’t require any force once the electricity is flowing. These paddles put out an intense spark and will probably mainly appeal to heavier players…

The pictures are from a Whipped Ass photoshoot where you can see the zapper paddle in heavy use. (It turns out that Princess Kali had already pre-warmed Sara Tonen’s bottom with another implement before the zapper paddle came out, as you can see here).

When I went looking for movies of this scene, all I could find was this one tiny clip, but it’s worthy: Sara whimpers impressively as she’s shocked with the paddle.

However, I also found this shoot from Men In Pain where Princess Kali used one of these zapper paddles on a submissive man named Wild Bill, and managed to get quite an amazing reaction out of him! Big strong man he may be, but Wild Bill just cannot stop shouting and drumming his toes on the floor and twitching like a maniac.

Somewhere Thomas Edison is smiling in his grave.

See Also:

• Public Spanking With Bug Zapper Paddle
• The Neon Wand
• Shocking, Simply Shocking
• Another Electric Spanking
• Spankings With The Zapper

OK, so it’s not spanking. But it sounds like a sure way to get somebody to beg for a spanking.

First there was Slavish (via Bondage Blog):

Master gently rubbed a very small amount of lubricant against my tight ass hole and then i felt the coldness of the ginger being pushed high up inside my ass and secured into place by a strap. At first the ginger felt cool but the sensation soon changed and i felt it warming up, after a few minutes i was writhing about on the bed,unable to get away from the searing burning heat of the ginger throbbing up inside my ass hole. i concentrated on riding the pain and that actually worked until Master used his fingers to push the ginger up higher and then the pain became almost unbearable.

To take my mind off the pain Master decided to flog my ass and back with the knotted flogger and also with the crop…ouch it particularly hurt when Master caught my shoulder with the crop…

When Master eventually took the ginger out it felt like such a relief although my ass hole stayed sore and tender for the rest of the evening.

And then there was The Boss at The Collar Purple (you’ll have to look for the November 17, 2003 archive entry):

We’ve found in our experimentation that actual vaginal insertion produces little to no effect. It’s much better held to the clitoris (after applying straps and ropes at times!) The advantage of anally is that the darn thing will stay in with little to no effort. Yeah, I’m adding to the ‘lazy Dom’ stereotype as well.

Depending on how long you keep the ginger applied (and how fresh it was), the burn can linger for a few minutes to an hour after removal. Reportedly in extreme cases, you can feel it for a day or two afterwards but the sensation is more of a warmth than a pain after the initial sting dies down.

As a historical note, unscrupulous horse traders used to shove a knob or two in a horse’s anus to make them more ‘lively’ for unwary buyers. It works on humans the same way, heh. Having sex with someone currently writhing from a knob of ginger is quite entertaining for the more sadistic Doms out there. As you may have guessed, this is how I like to use it. Invidia also reports this pushes her pain/pleasure buttons quite nicely if we use it clitorally for awhile until she begs for it be gone and then we have sex immediately afterwards. I theorize that the increased bloodflow to the affected site also increases sensitivity. Have fun cooking!

And now, reminding me of all this, Into The Zone weighs in with some practical tips:

The acidity of it can vary from one person to another so I strongly suggest 1st time use be done up front only as rear experimentation can be done at a later time.

If the victi…errrmm lucky recipient is on their back with legs spread, you will also want to cut a sliver to lay on the clit for awhile to speed up the effect.
The plug shaped piece is to slip just far enough inside the vagina to supply contact between the ginger juices and her own..which will flow more readily once the ginger is applied. After about 5-10 minutes you can remove the sliver from the clit and proceed with your pussy flogging or clamping etc.
You can only have them roll onto their stomach to apply some lovely flogging and/or caning and believe me, they WILL want it more and harder!

Kinky as I am, it’s always a delight to discover there are people even more evil and creative than me.

Today’s image to make you go “Hmm” is another one of those freaky Koonago spanking pictures:

Don’t ask me to explain.

“…is not strain’d; it droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven.” No, wait, that was a different story. Reindexing….

Oh yes. Danor the freelance brat. Got caned, no surprise there. Enjoyed it, which is interesting. Described it beautifully, which is why I am mentioning it:

The harshness of the strokes varied, but never hugely from one to the next, and I discovered that there’s something about that particular quailty of pain that really zones me out. I was completely relaxed, completely at peace… it was better than a massage. I think I could have fallen asleep if I’d let myself go completely. I made soft noises to let Kam know I was still there, but I was breathing deeply and regularly, my mind completely blank of anything but the music, the rhythmic burning strokes, and Kam somewhere behind me, calm and in control.

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I’m not sure why the cane has such a different effect on me than other implements. It might have something to do with noise– I HATE loud noises, and the paddle, the belt, the hairbrush and the hand, when used hard enough to be effective, all make loud smacking noises that startle me every time so that I can’t relax (not that this is a bad thing, in most scenes). It might have to do with the quality of the pain; the cane has that blend of sting and thud that somehow just works for me, and it occurs in lines which are manageable increments (rather than, say, large ovals). Whatever it is, when Kam and I finally get to live together, I might beg for a nightly caning, to cleanse me of the day’s problems and worries, and send me off to dreamland with my bottom nice and toasty warm.

If you have a subbie who is scared of the very idea of the cane, make her read this. Unless, of course, you’re having too much fun with threats and promises….