My new web site is almost finished and I’m so excited for you to see it. My new web master has done a tremendous amount of work sorting through my archives, posting photos and video clip, and making it all look so nice and modern. It will be easier to navigate than my old one and won’t be so confusing. The one change I’m really happy about is that I’ll now be posting my discipline diary in the free area so all of you will be able to read what I’ve been up to.
My good girl Diane came to see me since my last update and my naughty boy William paid me a visit too. I saw a new naughty boy, Tom and he and I had a great session and he’ll be back once a month he promised me. Some boys never learn their lesson I guess, which is why I stay so busy in my spanking room.
Diane wanted to explore some deeper inner feelings she’s had bottled up for many years, especially her troubled childhood. We discussed a lot of her problems in emails before she came for her session, and I wanted to try and spank her long and hard enough so she could release these negative thoughts and hurtful memories and begin to focus on the here and now and enjoy her life a little more.
I’m no psychologist and I don’t pretend to be and Diane knows this – in fact she’s had training in this field and has helped me understand her pain and how I might help her get rid of it. I’m hoping my spanking sessions help her. She tells they do and she always feels better after lying across my lap and getting her bottom spanked. It’s not so much the pain for Diane (and boy, can she take it!0 but the intimacy we have and the touch and comfort she gets when she’s with me. After care is a big part of her session too, where we lie on the bed and cuddle until her tears stop.
I talked to her for quite awhile in the living room before we started the session and she told me again about the teasing and bullying she endured as a child. I felt that this poor little girl was never given enough love and support when she needed it the most and that she grew up thinking she was bad and worthless. My heart broke all over again hearing her tell me the awful things that were said and done to her and I wanted so much to be able to fix things for her.
We went into my spanking room and I had a few implements on the bed waiting for her. She laid across the bed and watch me as I dug through my toy boxes for more straps and paddles. She told me she was nervous and I told her to relax and not to worry – she was safe and I was going to make her feel better.
I propped myself up against the headboard of the bed and patted my lap for Diane to nestle in. She knelt beside me and I pulled her jeans down, then her panties. Over my lap she went and adjusted herself until she was comfortable. She and I knew she’d be in this position for more than an hour. I began rubbing her bare bottom and we talked more about her sadness. I spent a long time just rubbing because I didn’t want to start right in with spankings. She needed a loving touch first, the spankings would come after to bring on the tears and help her release the bad stuff. I told her she was a good girl and that I loved and cared about her and wanted her to start loving herself. She was not bad or dumb or ugly – she was my little girl and the mean things the kids said and did to her were wrong and if I were there at that time, I would have beat them all up. She laughed at this. I also added that I would have beat up the teacher who constantly picked on her for no reason. I told her the spanking I’m going to give her is out of love not anger, and not because she’s bad. The spanking is for still believing those awful things the kids said to her, and that I wanted her to be kind to herself now. I suppose it was a punishment spanking because I didn’t want her to continue to beat herself up.
I began to spank her with my hand and told her again that she was my little girl and I wasn’t going to let anyone be mean to her ever again. The sobs started and the tears were flowing and I kept on spanking. She cried and I spanked, strapped, and paddled and then gave her a break with some lotion and soft gentle rubbing. She composed herself and caught her breath, then I started again – and so did the tears and sobs. We changed positions about halfway through and she stretched out on the bed and I knelt beside her. I wrapped my arm around her waist and used the hairbrush and the dreaded guitar paddle, that always makes her bawl like a baby. I ended her session with her back across my lap and hand spanked her until the last of her tears were cried out.
We snuggled on the bed and I put a blanket over her and wrapped her in my arms, kissing her head and brushing her hair away from her face. We talked some more about the things the mean kids did to her and I told her to think of it differently – that these kids were only 7 or 8 years old and what do they know? They’re kids and kids can be cruel and she’s a grown woman now and should realize the silliness of what they said and did. I made her laugh and I think she took this thought home with her to dig deeper into what I was trying to say.
Diane feels much better and I can tell just from how she writes her emails to me now. We still have more work to do but I’m confident I can help her love herself and be proud of the woman she’s become. She’s my good girl and I love her and I’m proud of her!
William was able to come and see me for a quick session one evening last week. He likes me to wear lingerie and I tell him to wear his spanking panties. He always puts them on before he comes to me but this time he didn’t and asked me to do the honors. I stripped him bare and made him step into a pair of black satin bikini panties, then turned him over my knee. I concentrated on the bare skin peeking out from the panties and when his cheeks were red, I gave him a break. I applied lotion then told him I wanted to spank him in the silky see-through pair. This way I’d be able to watch as his entire cheeks turned red. I teased him with a few swats from Lindsy’s paddle, then turned him over my knee again.
I could see his bottom getting redder with each smack and I was so into it! I picked up the paddle and gave him 10 smacks, then continued with my hand for 100 more! I pulled his panties down so I could see his color better and saw I had left 2 apples on his cheeks. Must have been that paddle – or it could have been from my hand. At this time I knew William had had enough and he can’t have lasting marks. I applied more lotion and gave him strict orders to put an ice pack on his bottom when he got home.
Tom was my new naughty boy and we had a great session. He didn’t want a scenario so we chatted about his spanking interests and my experiences until I decided it was time to get down to business. I had my own scenario in mind, and told him he was going to be punished for not phoning me on time to confirm his appointment and get directions to my house. I always can come up with an excuse to punish someone. I told him to remove his shoes and shirt, then I went to work taking his pants and un derwear down and off. I turned him over my knee and gave him a nice warm up hand spanking. Since Tom was a new naughty boy I needed to see how he took his hand spanking and if would pink up real fast as this would determine what, if any, implements I’d use. Tom took a good spanking and from the looks of his pink bottom I knew he could take the belt. I used 3 of my belts on him, then 2 of my leather straps. I finished him off with a hairbrush spanking, sitting on the bed with him in a tight leg lock. He wasn’t marked or bruised, just rosey red all over. Next time I’ll spank him harder.
I see Steven tomorrow for his maintenance spanking. Sometimes he’s a crybaby and can’t even take my hand spankings, and other times I paddle him real hard. I’ll fill you in next week on how Steven’s day went in my spanking room.
That’s it for this week my naughtys. ‘Til next time – behave!