A Caning For Sarah
It should come as no surprise that motives in this game are sometimes complicated. Here’s an excerpt from a long entry Sarah wrote about wanting to be caned:
I want to be caned. So much so that it is invading my fantasies and holding my orgasms for ransom when I am on my own.
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I know what a cane feels like when it hits. I don’t like it. That awful swish, that sharp sting, followed by a numbness that turns into a blinding burn across the ass. I do not like it at all. I have been known to burst into tears and try to escape before his arm was even raised and yet right now, I want it.
I sometimes wonder how I can crave these things that I despise so much. But I know that I want them just so I can cry. I want the comfort of crying. I want the comfort of big strong arms around me and a rough Welsh voice telling me to hush. I want to hurt so that He can take the pain away….
Sarah, thanks for clearing that up!
Grins at Spankboss.
Of course, being a girl, my reasons for wanting these things change.
Of course, being a boy, Mac is never too worried about my reasons. He pretty much just enjoys the things I want.
one of the nicest things about a really stout caning is sending your girl off to work the next day, knowing fully well that it really does hurt for her to sit down, that she’s going to be aware of her ass, the silk panties on her ass, and your ownership of her… all day long, and maybe for a few days to come.
when I send my wife off well beaten, she tends to come home pretty horny. what a lovely side effect. :)