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Part Three - A Good Old Fashioned Southern Switching - R/L
continued from Part Two.....
Actually, I don’t recall that we had agreed on a safeword! We had discussed one, but to my memory there was no definite statement to the effect that a certain word would be it. That being said, had ginger called out a safeword I’m sure I would have recognized it as such, and would have, of course, respected it. "Okay, well, no questions so I want you to turn and face the bed." I did. "Drop your pants." I hesitated, then turned and looked at him. "How far? All the way?" "Yes. At least past your thighs." I sighed and started to unbutton, then turned again, thinking that there was actually a possibility he had planned to spank me over my panties and I had none on. I told him so. "That's okay," he said and slowly I unfastened my cargo pants completely, then pushed them down slightly, hoping they'd stay up part way but no such luck in that! They fell all the way to the floor and I cursed silently. He then ordered me over the pillow and I bent, placing my arms above my head as instructed. "Clasp your hands," he said and I folded them together. He repeated himself and I turned to look at him, entwining my fingers the way he was demonstrating for me, ironically as if in prayer. He then told me that if the hands came apart then another round of spanks would start, which I took to mean that the spanking started over. How bad can it be? I thought to myself, knowing that I am usually very good at being still if I must. He told me to adjust my legs how I wanted them but once I had them adjusted that I was not to move them either. Okay, so that means I can't kick him. On the one hand, some of the instructions I gave to sarah are just part of my modus operandi for spanking. I almost always have the recipient either clasp her hands tightly with specific instructions to keep them that way or to hold the far end of a desk/table, etc. and to not let go. I also give the instruction to keep the feet ON the floor in the spot they start in. If you have them bending over something (the bed, in ginger’s case) these two simple rules pretty much immobilize the offender in place, in the proper position. In sarah’s case, I put a little more emphasis because I knew it would be both a new and an intense experience for her, and she would need all the help she could get. So there I was, barefoot, displayed and waiting for something I'd never experienced. I was nervous yet not so in a strange way. "Are you ready?" he asked and I kinda laughed and nodded my head. It never ceases to amaze me these Tops asking that question. Next I felt his hand put slight pressure on the small of my back, the switch touched to the fullest part of my bottom and it began. I rested my hand on her back as another measure of helping her to stay in place. I was not going to try and hold her that way, of course, but often just feeling that “holding” presence can make the difference in someone trying to raise up rather than staying in position. Holy Shit! Immediately my head whipped up, unbelieving at the intensity of the line of fire being left across my bottom. It was literally seconds before I was squeezing my hands together to keep from reaching back. Rapidly he spanked, each strike feeling as if it was peeling my skin. The first few strokes were not that hard! I started popping the switch across the middle and lower part of her bottom and while it was still faster than a typical paddle or hand spanking, it was much slower than it was going to be. I wanted her to get an initial impression of the effect before it was really stepped up to a good switching, too. My thoughts: How much longer? It can't be too much longer now. Owww...owww...I can feel that thing hitting the same areas. This is unbelieveable. Hands together. Focus. Focus. Hands together. Squeeze them tight and you won't let go. Gawwwwd....I can stop it if I want. I can stop it. I can stop this if I really have to. Hang on. It can't be much longer. He has got to stop soon. Focus. Focus on the pain. You've done it before. Focus directly on each stroke so that your mind is occupied doing something. After a few strokes I increased the speed of the switching and begin to lay them on pretty rapidly. It didn’t take sarah long to react! She began to move just a little, and I heard her breathing begin to change. Her hands were clenched so tightly that I thought that we might need a crowbar to get them apart! And soon, she began to vocalize just a little, with a few “Oh’s!!” They were not loud, but were certainly audible. But my mind, although focusing, or trying to, on the inferno on my ass would literally be whipped out of that distraction. It was a weird way of coping but one that I had done in the past. If I focused directly on the pain, my mind, in a strange way, was distracted away from it. But this time it wasn't working, because the pain itself yanked me away from that holding point that I was trying to keep grasp of. I'm gonna have to stop this. If it goes on much longer, I am gonna have to stop it. You can, you know. You have the word to do it. Just hang in there. Stick it out. It will be over soon. It has to be. But WHEN?? God, when? I can't deal with much more of this. I felt this sensation inside me. I remember thinking, I could easily start crying were this to go on for any amount of time. And I could have. I concentrated on keeping my hands clasped, still able to consciously tell myself that there were consequences I didn't want if I were to use them to obtain a brief respite. What would that accomplish, really? Stopping the spanking wouldn't stop the blaze. And I really tried not to, actually pride myself on not making too much commotion during a spanking, but I found myself starting to become a bit vocal. I tried to bury my face in the bed's comforter and focus....focus.... Finally, I stopped. sarah’s bottom—the lower portion, as noted-- was pink with the slightly raised stripes typical of the use of a switch. Sarah remained still, just laying across the bed, as she had been instructed. He stopped and I didn't move. He had told me not to until he gave the okay. And when he gave the okay, I got up and started to pull up my pants but he stopped me. "Lemme take a look." He said and bent me over slightly, checking out my bottom. In my mind, Is it ooozing blood?? Do I have skin left?? Knowing it wasn't and I did, but still. This is a great observation on the power of the switch! Had this been a true punishment sarah had—by her own admission—received something which had a profound affect on her. She wanted NO more of this medicine! And she’s imagining the worst about the condition of her bottom! Yes, other than the one small area on the hip, her bottom displayed no more than a good pinkish coloration with some very minor welting. I checked again about 20 minutes or so later, and it was still the same. We sat and talked some more. "Dontcha wanna rub?" He asked and I assured him that I wasn't really one to rub, and I wasn't. He told me that I could proudly state that I had gotten a 'whoopin', or a 'good old fashioned Southern whipping', as the South tended to favor switches for discipline. Yes! I noted that as a budding writer in our special field, she now could relate on a much more personal basis to the experiences of millions of Southern children, and perhaps some fair Southern belles, over the generations. Hmph! I could relate very well through imagination thank you very much! Once more we checked to make sure my stripes were okay. I was a bit surprised to see that they resembled some of the striped bottoms I'd seen in some caning pics. Battle wounds! I was proud of them as well. We called it a night and said goodbye. I really didn't notice the lingering effect tho, until that night when I was in bed, with all distraction gone. Like many bottoms, the after effect of a spanked bottom is a pleasant thing to experience. I am feeling the effects even today, days later! And that's the tale of my first (and hopefully only) switching! (Let’s see how she does with her smoking! That will be the true tale of the tail!) |
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Oh wow ! I loved this story. Especially that it comes from two views. So sorry for your discomfort and nervousness Sarah.. Thanks bunches for sharing it and hope you will post more of your spanking experiences
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A wonderful story Sarah..very much enjoyed. I particularly liked the reference to "a keen switch" that brought back many old memories.
I'll be bringing some switches to the Jan. BU party! Gary D. |
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That term was in common use when I was growing up in the South. A keen switch was one picked and trimmed especially for the purpose of imparting discipline to the wayward youth.
Frankly, as a child, I wasn't too keen on them.
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Gary D. |
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Thats not fair Gary. I wasn't "keen" on switches either.
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Oh wow! We got someone who does some switching!! Bend over, Gary, and I'll gladly 'switch'...........
sarah |
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Oh..my...RG and Miss Sarah, that story was so good that I felt compelled to register just so that I might compliment you both on the excellency thereof. Extremely well-written - very, very tasty, especially with the viewpoints of each of you. I can definitely empathize with Miss Sarah, but yet do I still look forward to...seeing the world (or at least one particular view of it) from RG's perspective too...hehehe. I have felt the effects of a switch only once...and that was only 2, uhm, not 'spanks', not 'smacks', definitely not 'swats'...what would one call it? Licks? Anyways...those two alone were enough to convince me (at least for that afternoon) that 'The Brat' must needs be put away. A switch is somewhere in mine and my beloved's future. It is only a matter of whom of us can find a good reason - or perhaps merely a good excuse for to use it. The only question remains...who first? Anyways - thank you two very much for sharing that. |
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