You will recall the matter of Jay’s disgraceful behaviour at the recent party we attended & far worse, the words she used in comments following on from posting on the blog. It was not my intention to write this post, because I don’t normally talk or write about what I consider to be a private matter between Jay and myself.
However, as what she said is on the blog for all to see, I have decided to tell you the outcome. Oh, I must tell you when I informed Jay she would be severely punished, she explained that the C word has a different meaning in America and her intention was to ‘educate’ those who might not fully understand what had been said. She may have a valid point but it is not an excuse for her actions, there are more subtle ways to say things.
The evening before punishment when chatting on-line, Jay told me she was very worried, concerned for her bottom that is. She genuinely hates the crop, but I had threatened so was no going back.
Next evening Jay was told to remove jeans. (I was sitting on the bed next to Worzel and removed my jeans without being told to.)
(Worzel moved to the other side of the bed and sat, patting his legs, indicating that I should place myself in the OTK position.)
I started with a good hand spanking to warm Jay up, you might say is being kind, but thats me. (Worzel always starts the spanking over my boyshorts, and usually pulls them down while I am still OTK. This time when I felt his fingers in the waistband I eased myself up and stood by his side as I removed my shorts. I went back over his knees, this time with my bottom bare. It was a hard spanking, and what made it harder was that I knew I deserved it. After a while Worzel said I was to stand, I did but I was struggling to look him in the face, I was ashamed. He spoke for a few minutes and at one point he held my face in his hands before he told me to lay face down on the bed.)
Then 18 with my leather belt.
Next I fetched crop out of the bag. although Jay was face down on bed, she was watching and I saw her facial expression. I administered strokes, 3 from one side of bed, then other side alternatively. At 14th stroke Jay said ‘ I am sorry’. She was in tears by now and her bottom / upper thighs were marked. Bottom not so bad, thighs a lot more.
(When Worzel went to get the crop I was scared, when I saw it I whimpered and quickly turned my head away. When the first stroke came I knew this was deadly serious. It stung so much. I tried to stay still as moving would have meant that the crop would have landed in more sensitive places. I was crying a lot while Worzel was punishing me, mostly from pain but also knowing that he was disapointed in me.)
The crop has a ‘whippy bit’ on the end and although I am very careful when using, it is still a painful implement. I stopped at this point. Punishment was over. Then I applied lots of cold cream to soothe the extreme discomfort. Sitting later and reflecting I have decided the crop will not be used again except maybe in very exceptional circumstances. I shall still be strict with Jay and punishments severe when necessary which I achieve with dragon canes.
Lov you Jay, lov you lots xxx
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