After a front and back flogging (and even her face, very lightly!) Socks took a break to sit and watch with Master.
Dr. Peter began readying his canes.
was full of nervous excitement as I stood there waiting. He put me on
the picnic table on a blanket on my hands and knees. He asked if I
felt very exposed with my skirt hiked up to my waist. Then he began
caning my backside and the backs of my thighs.
wish I could give a detailed account of every cane, because there were
many, and they ranged from springy, whippy ones to heavy thuddy ones.
of it felt extremely good, but it was punctuated by some extremely hard
whacks (thus the marks), and this had me rocking the table, scootching
from side to side in automatic avoidance attempts and nearly falling
off. Master came and stood nearby to make sure I didn't fall off when I
started moving too much. The knobbly cane was a special favorite. When I started moaning in pleasure he told me I could orgasm any time I wanted, and shortly after that, I did. Several times, if I remember right. The knobbly cane rubbed up and down in a very intriguing way. It got all sticky!
There were sometimes when I felt the edge being pushed. The edge of what, I don't really know. I just knew it was hurting quite a bit.
I knew I could do it, and I wanted to do it very badly, so I rebraced
my legs each time they started to make cowering/escape attempts.
one very hard series he began to stroke the welts gently, and something
about the kind way he was doing this, after the all pain, completely
dissolved me. I began to sob softly and into my blanket, and shake all over, and that's when he
decided to end.
I was helped
off the table, wrapped in a blanket and Master and I sat on the
sidelines to watch Socks get a nice caning. So fun!
Master pulled me over his knee and spanked me, then fingered me and made me come so I didn't really see much of the caning.
After a while Master had me search our bags for the nipple clamps. I couldn't really remember where I put them, so this took a few minutes. I briefly hoped they had somehow jumped out of the bag before we left home.
I found them and Master attached them to me, then had me jump around and even do a little cheer, which was horribly embarrassing. Then they attached one clamp to Socks and pulled us apart. Ow. I do not like a game of nipple tug o war!
Some chatting and eating dinner, and socializing...
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