Bent for the Cane: five schoolgirl spanking tales

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The cane didn’t need to be used often and indeed corporal punishment stopped altogether by the time we were about 12 or 13, but every time we were taken to Mum’s room to bare our bottoms, we were taught a valuable lesson by that deceptively innocuous length of rattan. Some of the teachers had pet names for their slippers. My English teacher in the fifth year called his "Hotspur". I remember Hotspur well. It was a huge white plimsoll with the canvas round the heel cut away so that the teacher could get a better grip. Hotspur was thoroughly dilapidated and looked ancient enough to have belonged to Shakespeare himself. However, the business end was intact. I’ve been playing with Katie, all be it irregularly, for well over two years now. There’s an intensity to our sessions, a wonderful sense of challenge. Given that I am always (well, almost always) holding the cane you might assume that I am the one challenging her: “Can you take this? How about harder? How about four strokes together?” A few years past and I came across an online store selling legit spanking canes. At the time, it seemed like a good idea to buy a pair of rattan canes that were about 3/8″ in diameter. When they were delivered I immediately noticed the difference in size and weight and knew that it was going to be worse than the smaller cane I had bought years prior.

As long as bamboo is still yellow, it is fine. Greyish bamboo must be thrown away, but that will not happen in years if and when you keep your bamboos out of the sun. Really no need to be sorry. There was not really such an awful lot of wisdom that I was attempting to add anyway, and I did not expect an answer at all. And – just to do away with that old fairy-tail spread by he rattan cane makers: Bamboo will not split if you keep it out of the sun and inside the house.As for how far we had to bend over we had no choice really. We had to bend over the desk with your hands holding the edge in front of you with your feet as close as possible to the front or, over a chair with hands on the chairs seat. All the canings I recieved were always effective but as I’ve said many times never brutal and to be honest were my skirt was at the time was probably the last thing on my mind. I do own some very good rattans (not the sex-shop things we had bought at the outset; in the meantime we got ours from reputable cane makers, and Stef says he can “feel” very much the difference to our former sex-shop rattans very well…). Here is a look at Katie’s beautiful bottom after I had caned her in the super-hot kidnap scene we recently played out with the wonderful Carla James. As my Wife may have mentioned in a post or two…I have always been one to try and push myself or test my limits. And so when I had read on a few spankings blogs that the cane was extremely painful, I thought, why not? Let’s see what that’s all about. Thoughts of my hot wife, role playing as a teacher holding an old school rattan cane, instantly excited me. However, I don’t want to end our journey into corporal punishment here. Our sessions are so hot, so intense, and the connection between us before, during and after the act itself is always so wonderful.

This is going to be quite a short contribution, as I can’t really single out a particular incident of corporal punishment from my boyhood, but I wanted to tell you a little bit about my mum’s use of the cane. Why I would do this l really have no idea but I’m fairly sure this is what happened. Apart from administering the caning he had awarded me the headmaster never touched my clothing. When the rest of the class had gone, she took me into the small science prep room, and said that she had intended to send me to the headmaster to be caned, but had decided to punish me herself. I was very relieved at first, because although I had never been caned, I knew boys who had and I knew that it would be awful. This cane was a game changer and became the thing I feared most. It also made a few trips on vacation with us as it is a quiet implement. If I acted up during our vacation, even though we were in a hotel room, she would just have me grab a pillow to cry out into it and then the lashes would start landing.The majority of teachers were male and although we had more women teachers later, at the time in question, when I was 14, we had only two female teachers. Surely the main reason for bending over for a school punishment was so that the trousers would tighten against the bottom. In a standing position, there would be an air gap between the trousers and the bottom, which would impede a cane stroke. I think the same argument would apply to a skirt if a girl was to be caned on the bottom, although I’ve never been wholly convinced that a typical school skirt would have been really tight against the lowerpart of the bottom even in a bending over position.

Now she had a cane that she could use without having to wait for the water soaking as required for the rattan cane. And it is equally as painful. She’s mentioned about getting a Delrin cane too but thankfully she hasn’t yet. If I don’t find out how evil a Delrin cane is, that suits me just fine. I’m not sure why someone who is being punished should have to bend over to receive it. I know at my school it was always administered with the culprit bending over the headmaster’s desk or a chair. I suppose it would be effective in either position I know it was for me.Being very silly, I did just that and when my friend did not answer, I wrote a note and tossed it across – but of course it fell on the floor, just as Mrs Johnson turned round. She was extremely angry and told me to wait behind at the end of the class.