I stood up, stretched, and tried to make sense of what had just happened. We sat down and she put the blanket around me again. And then I realized that even though the pain from the caning was only beginning to fade, I wanted more punishment. I didn’t just want it, I needed it desperately.
I asked her to hand spank me over her lap. She agreed, somewhat against her better judgment, she said, in view of the punishment that I, a beginner, had already endured.
But I insisted. I really wanted it, I said.
J- consented.