Showing posts with label f/m caning gif. Show all posts
Showing posts with label f/m caning gif. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

♥ Scenes I've written Six Spades English-style Caning

♠ 6
an English-style caning
Video camera on, or a third person operates it

Camera shows a clock, at 3:30.

Her voice: “At exactly 8 o’clock, I expect you to be naked and bent over that chair, and you will receive your first real caning.  Do you understand?”

He stammers, “Y..yes, Mistress.”

Clock shows 7:59.  He enters the room, naked, stops at the chair, looks at it, takes a long deep breath, and bends over it.

Clock shows 8:20 as She enters the room, holding the long cane.

She stands behind him, and to his left, holds out the cane, tapping his buttocks. 

“You will count aloud each stroke.  After I hear your count, I will do a silent three-count before I deliver the next stroke.  If either of your hands leave the chair, the stroke does not count. If either foot fully leaves the ground, the stroke does not count.  If you stand upright, two penalty strokes are added.  If either hand reaches back behind you, four penalty strokes are added.  When I am done, do not rise until I say so.  When I say you can rise, do not rub your bottom until I dismiss you.  Do you understand?”

“Y..Yes, Mistress.”
She delivers (RNG 30-60) strokes.

After the last stroke, She waits a minute, to allow for camera focusing on the buttocks.

She then says, “Rise,” and he does so. 


After a minute, She says, “Dismissed,” and he goes off to tend to his bottom.





Saturday, June 27, 2015

6.27 Setting the Scene


Here's a fun gif.  and NIA, too.
I'd sure like to see the video it was pulled from.
Well, anyway, looks like  husband-wife to me, so, 
Setting the scene:

Joan had been involved in a home exercise-workout regimen.
Finished, she went into the bathroom to take a shower.
And was appalled.
"SHILO!" she shrieked.
Shilo came running.
"Were you recently in the bathroom?"
"Oh, um, less than an hour ago..."
"Look!"
He looked.  
The toilet seat was up.  One wet towel on the floor. The floor was wet with shower spray. The tub really needed to be rinsed out.
"Oohhh.." he stammered. "I was going to clean that up, then I remembered a show I wanted to set the DVR for, and forgot to come back here to ...um...clean up."
"Uh huh," she said grimly.  "Well...   get your clothes off , and get in position in the living room."
"Please honey, I just forgot for a minute..."
"Do you really think this is a good time to argue?"
"Uh...no."  He went to the living room, undressing as he went.
He stopped in front of the couch, and bent over, with his hands on the couch.
She came along, behind him, holding her favorite cane.
She began striking, until her arm was tired, and his moans and cries helped her get over her anger.



Monday, December 30, 2013

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

12.25 * Fantasy tales of My Strict Wife

I am not allowed to masturbate.
This one time, I thought She was sound asleep, and I went to my bedroom, and lay there, tugging one off with my eyes closed....I came in my hand, opened my eyes, and there She stood.
"Eat it." She said, quietly.
I licked up my semen.
"Now, get up, and bend over."
I was naked, I got up, and bent over.
She fetched the cane.



Wednesday, December 11, 2013

12.11 * Weekly maintenance

So, often, restrained over a bench....and the cane just hits and hits and hits....