Ouch!

I knew there was a reason I'm not a fan of canes! Last night was when my punishment spanking for the socks actually happened. We had planned to do it Wednesday night, but my mom unexpectedly offered to have Morgan spend the night with her last night, so we decided to take advantage of the semi-alone time to do it instead.

Once I got Daisy down to sleep Nick came up to bed and asked me if I was ready. Of course I was not and of course it didn't much matter. He pulled out the Naughty Stick and the Tiger Cane from CANE-IAC and had me turn over. He got in a few test whacks with the cane to start with, and I about hit the ceiling! Holy welts it hurt! And this was over jeans. I managed to convince him to switch over to the Naughty Stick, thinking surely it would be easier to take.

Let me just say that the Naughty Stick is no roadside novelty piece! It hurt! It was also very loud, a fact that somehow convinced Nick that it must not be very effective, so he picked the cane back up. When I flipped over and refused to get back into position, he told me I could either take the cane over my jeans or take down my pants for more with the Naughty Stick. I'm not sure that I've ever volunteered to take a punishment to the bare bottom before, but I did this time without any hesitation. He looked surprised, but put down the cane and pulled down my jeans and panties.

If I had known how much the Naughty Stick was going to hurt on my bare bottom I just might have stuck with the cane! The Naughty Stick is highly varnished, and that seems to be the secret to an incredibly painful sting. I have no idea how many he gave me, but I thrashed around and flipped over enough that he finally picked the cane back up and told me that I was getting 5 hard ones with it to finish, but that if I moved again it would be 100 with the cane.

The five with the cane were awful, and I'm still welted this morning. I think though, that I may actually have more marking from the Naughty Stick. Either way, they were both highly effective pieces, very sturdy, and they took me where I needed to go. I think that next time he pulls one of them out though, I'm going to ask to be restrained. I have a feeling I ended up getting a lot more than I would have just because I fought it so much.

Still, it was exactly what I needed, and I'm feeling much more settled this morning. Thank you, Sweetheart, for taking care of me so well!