This is an intense punishment.
Please understand that kate wanted exactly what I gave her; this spanking was consensual although it was also severe.
Do not try this without careful preparation (what the rest of this site is all about).
You may not want to listen to this spanking at all. If you do, bear in mind that this spanking is one end of the spectrum; there are many shades of erotic and disciplinary spankings that are less terrifying.
How hard did I spank her? . . . When I played back the audio tape for her, she said, "I feel sorry for that poor girl!"
I recorded a video of this spanking but have not prepared it for posting yet. I am hoping to do so in time. In the meantime, enjoy the audio.
The photos in this section are from some of kate's other photo shoots, not from the time of this punishment. I appreciate kate giving me permission to post them here.
kate had asked me for a real punishment.
>> i've thought about having this type of punishment session.. and i've decided it's a bit like going to confession. i plan on taking this seriously.. i'm contemplating all the things i've done, recently and not, that i will apply this to.. do you know what i mean? <<
kate wanted to be punished over the old bench in her living room. This bench had featured prominently in a fantasy punishment I’d posted the week before -- Kate's Thanksgiving Paddling.
I was all in favor of this and I promised her (and myself) that I was going to be Stern and Firm and generally a different person from my usual easy-going, if spank-happy, self. Here’s how it went.
We met at a Starbucks in Bloomington and I followed her through the winding byways to her isolated house. It’s very cute and comfortable. I walked into the living room and my eye was immediately drawn to a worn wooden bench in the middle of the room.
kate had lagged behind; I walked into the kitchen and she was sneaking a pill. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “Nothing,” she said. “Just a headache.” I looked at the pill bottle—advil.
Of course I didn’t want to proceed with the spanking if she wasn’t feeling well. This would have been a hard decision; we had both been looking forward to this evening, and Houston is a long way from Bloomington. But I had to ask, and I was prepared for her to say no. “Are you still up to a spanking?” “Yes,” she said, “I’ll be fine, I really want to go ahead.” So we continued.
kate had trustingly agreed to let me videotape her punishment. The day before I therefore bought a video camera. Those of you who have tried to shoot home movies know that they are not always as easy as they seem. Well, home movies of spankings are that way too. I had her get over the bench to get the lighting and camera angle right. Then we were ready to go.
kate hasn’t been spanked enough recently, and I was worried that her ass would disintegrate before I got her to the painful catharsis that she wanted. I therefore, with her permission, decided to dispense with the usual warmup. This is as good a place as any to add an important caution: if you are interested in exploring spanking yourself, this kind of no-warmup intense punishment is not the place to begin! That would be like a beginner renting skis and starting down an expert slope; somebody is going to get hurt. There’s lots of information, here and elsewhere, to help you approach spankings wisely, and you’ll have much more fun if you do.
Sorry about the lecture . . . where was I?
Oh yes, no warmup. That way I could give her a lot of pain and keep it going long enough to satisfy us both. But I still wanted her to be emotionally warmed up, ready for the punishment at least in some way. In short, I wanted her to be turned on. I undressed her down to her panties, sat her on the couch, and blindfolded her. Then I sat down next to her and kissed her for a couple of minutes, whispering about the spanking she was going to have and enjoying the taste and feel of her lips.
Then it was time for the main act. I had her lie over the bench and took a heavy nylon webbing tie-down and wrapped it over the small of her back and around the bench, then ratcheted it partway down. This is the kind of gear people use to tie heavy objects to the tops of cars or onto trailers.
I tied her ankles together. I passed the rope under the bench and tied her wrists, so that her elbows were bent and her hands lying flat on the ground, secured near the bottom of the bench. She could still straighten her arms and lift her chest off the bench, as if doing a pushup, but she couldn’t move her hands away from the bench’s base.
Finally I tightened the cinch around her back down firmly. She was ready, and I must add that the sight of this beautiful girl, nearly naked and tied for my disciplinary pleasure, was mouth watering.