Some Thoughts On The Cane
I don’t agree with everything DiscerningDom has to say about canes here, but in my opinion anybody who’s waxing so poetical/philosophical about one of my favorite implements deserves a little extra internet air time:
There may be submissive girls who have not yet tried the cane. But I cannot believe there are any who have not thought of it, with a mixture of fear and fascination.
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What is the source of the cane’s aura? In part it derives from a solid basis of fact, that, properly wielded, it can impart a impressive level of pain, and is capable of leaving bruises that, depending on the susceptibility of the girl, can last for days or even weeks. The cane delivers its force to a highly focussed area. It’s thin, and so the effect is not diffused, as with a belt or tawse. And because of this, the pain is penetrating. It seems to go right down through the flesh, to reach the core beneath, the tender, throbbing core of the poor trembling submissive.
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I have a sneaking suspicion that no girl feels she has truly earned her spurs as a submissive until she has undergone the cane. I tend to take that view myself. Hand, belt, whatever, are delightful things to use on an inviting bottom. But I am always looking for the girl to graduate to the cane. That’s when things get serious.
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The cane is my favorite spanking implement, when I apply it to a naughty female’s bare bottom. It’s swishy sound is music to my ears, when it lands most painfully on her voluptous naked rear end.
The cane has always been both the bane of my submissive existence and the biggest fascination. I love everything about it…right up until I have to assume the position.