However, I don’t want to end our journey into corporal punishment here. Our sessions are so hot, so intense, and the connection between us before, during and after the act itself is always so wonderful.

Surely the main reason for bending over for a school punishment was so that the trousers would tighten against the bottom. In a standing position, there would be an air gap between the trousers and the bottom, which would impede a cane stroke. As my Wife may have mentioned in a post or two…I have always been one to try and push myself or test my limits. And so when I had read on a few spankings blogs that the cane was extremely painful, I thought, why not? Let’s see what that’s all about. Thoughts of my hot wife, role playing as a teacher holding an old school rattan cane, instantly excited me. It is a good idea to pull the cane out of the water (spanking end down), about 3 to 4 hours prior to the spanking. This allows some of the excess water to seep out. Otherwise, you’ll get water sprays across whatever room you’re in when she starts swinging it. This is obviously not good for computers, TVs, leather chairs, walls, etc.The blazer remained on. I don’t recall ever having to remove any item of clothing when being caned at school. I can’t be absolutely positive but I’m almost sure if my memory serves me correctly that when the headmaster instructed me to bend over his desk i instinctively for some unknown reason lifted my blazer clear of my skirt as I bent over.

I think the same argument would apply to a skirt if a girl was to be caned on the bottom, although I’ve never been wholly convinced that a typical school skirt would have been really tight against the lowerpart of the bottom even in a bending over position. However, when I was six and my big brother was eight, Mum must have decided that something a little more salutary was needed for when we were naughty boys, and she acquired a proper school cane (in fact she told us, when we were young men, that she bought two, just in case we decided to hide or break the ‘official’ implement – we never did, by the way!) A few years past and I came across an online store selling legit spanking canes. At the time, it seemed like a good idea to buy a pair of rattan canes that were about 3/8″ in diameter. When they were delivered I immediately noticed the difference in size and weight and knew that it was going to be worse than the smaller cane I had bought years prior. For serious or repeated misconduct we were caned, either by our form master or by the headmaster. I was caned six times at King's. On the last and most memorable occasion I got eight strokes off the headmaster, who was known as "God" because of his divine and omnipotent manner. This occurred on the last day of the second term in my Lower Sixth year, when I was 17 years old. My offence was failure to attend the annual Founders' Day service in a local church. Caned for not going to church? That sounds outrageous. Really no need to be sorry. There was not really such an awful lot of wisdom that I was attempting to add anyway, and I did not expect an answer at all.

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This is going to be quite a short contribution, as I can’t really single out a particular incident of corporal punishment from my boyhood, but I wanted to tell you a little bit about my mum’s use of the cane. I’ve been playing with Katie, all be it irregularly, for well over two years now. There’s an intensity to our sessions, a wonderful sense of challenge. Given that I am always (well, almost always) holding the cane you might assume that I am the one challenging her: “Can you take this? How about harder? How about four strokes together?”

When I attended secondary school in the early 1970s I was caned by my form mistress when I was in third year. There was detention every Thursday for an hour after school for girls whose names were entered in the detention book during the previous week. Teachers could put girls names in this book as a punishment. My English teacher put my name in the book on a Wednesday because I did not have my homework done and did not have the correct textbook in class. I did not turn up for detention. The following morning the form mistress came to my classroom holding a cane. She called me outside and brought me to a cloakroom at the end of the corridor. She then gave me two strokes on each hand. A stroke of this cane really hurt. Mrs. Johnson took a large gym slipper from the shelf and told me to face the wall. “Take your pants down,” she said. Obediently, I dropped my trousers to my ankles – and then hesitated. “Get those down as well, and touch your toes.” Feeling terribly embarrassed, I took down my underpants as well and bent over as instructed.

After the sixth stroke I was told to pull my pants up and to behave in her class in future. That night, as I examined my red, smarting bottom in the mirror, I determined that I would do exactly that. I’m going to set up a three way session with the very skilled corporal punishment expert Miss Amy Hunter. Here is a look at Katie’s beautiful bottom after I had caned her in the super-hot kidnap scene we recently played out with the wonderful Carla James.

This cane was a game changer and became the thing I feared most. It also made a few trips on vacation with us as it is a quiet implement. If I acted up during our vacation, even though we were in a hotel room, she would just have me grab a pillow to cry out into it and then the lashes would start landing. I passed the 11-plus and went off to King's School in September 1963. I was two months short of my 12th birthday. King's was an old-fashioned boys' grammar school in the pleasant town of Macclesfield in East Cheshire. The school had been founded in the 16th century by Edward VI; hence the name. In the bending over position, it makes the fleshy lower part of the bottom more accessible for strokes of the cane. It generally presents a better target for the purpose of punishment although there is a case when the paddle is used that the recipient should be lying face down thereby presenting the bottom in a more relaxed state and perhaps better equipped to receive swats.As long as bamboo is still yellow, it is fine. Greyish bamboo must be thrown away, but that will not happen in years if and when you keep your bamboos out of the sun. I got caned once at school and I remember the deputy head (the head NEVER dished out canings at my school) lifting my blazer out of the way. The majority of teachers were male and although we had more women teachers later, at the time in question, when I was 14, we had only two female teachers.