Monday I had a brief but totally awesome full discipline session with my boy "b."  He sent me three curved rattan canes plus an acrylic one and of course I utilized them on his ass.  I made him write me an essay as his headmistress on why I should discipline him.  While he copied and pasted some info from the Interwebs and that annoyed me, he did write about the need to discipline him and so I did.

I laid out all the canes and had him sit in the school desk looking at my tools for discipline.  I of course was in my jodhpurs and riding boots in full blouse and jacket as Headmistress.  I read his essay and told him my opinion of the "cut and paste."  And of course it was left up to me so I had him bent over the spanking bench that is in the front room where he could see himself and me in the mirror while I was behind him administering the canes.

I started with the largest the "senior" I had two of them and eventually after several sets of the "best of 6" which I made him count out-I started drumming on him I switched to the Junior canes and made him beg for the nursery cane.  He had to endure the heavy sting of the acrylic cane before he got his favorite feeling.  I played games with the patterns on his cheeks.  The curved end provided a great deal of fun for me as I made heart patterns on "b" until there was no more room to get a clear picture of the welt.

I finished off with tenderizing him some more with the dreaded acrylic and then gave him a throbbing best of 6 with the nursery cane.  When we went to lunch after, "b" had a hard time sitting on the hard chairs of the taco stand we went to.  I am giddy with delight it was like cane candy.