Liz is subjected to a second Judicial Caning 2
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Well here I was in my mid fifties and you start thinking bucket lists. I had not seen a dominatrix in any shape or form for over ten years, then it had been here and there at odd times but I had never experienced a full and proper judicial caning, it seemed like now or never.
These days its so much easier browsing the websites and I found a couple and made some enquiries before selecting a forty something dominatrix in Yorkshire. Yes the session would be as authentic as possible, I was to attend for a court ordered punishment of fifty strokes of the judicial cane, no safewords and a promise that whatever was said or happened the sentence would be carried out in full.
I received a number the evening before to text in the morning at 9am the appointment would be for 1pm that day. I don't recall sleeping too well that night, had I done the right thing, could I take the punishment I had been caned before but years earlier and only six or twelve strokes at best. I texted the number at 9am to confirm, within two minutes the reply came back, perfect see you at 1pm precisely if you are more than five minutes early or late you will be tawsed as well. Crikey I just knew I was going to be on time.
I drove past the house at about 12.40 plenty of time nice large detached house looked just any normal house. Found a pull in about half a mile away so waited there until just before 1pm and then drove back. Parked in the driveway as she had requested, got out and knocked at the door. I had dressed in a suit and tie as she had asked me to dress smartly.
A lady probably about forty or so opened the door and asked me to come inside. She too was smartly dressed a long maroon leather skirt white blouse and smart shoes her hair, which was blond tied neatly in a bob, and she wore black spectacles, nice and attractive, like a secretary not like the pvc shiny thigh booted dominatrixes I had visited years ago. We went inside and sat down in the living room briefly and introduced ourselves. It was agreed that once the session started it would be completed come what may so this was my final chance to back out. No I told her I agreed all was fine and was ready to start. I handed her an envelope with the agreed tribute in and then told me to follow her upstairs.
She opened the door to one room, quite a large room, wow there was a table in the middle of the room, a sort of massage table, with straps at each end, I gulped so this was it.
"Now I want you to undress completely, fold your clothes and place on that chair in the corner. I will be back in five minutes precisely, I want you to stand here arms by your side naked. Do You Understand?"
"Yes" I said nodding.
"Remember to always address me as Madam" she said "one more lapse will result in the tawse".
"Yes Madam" I replied and she left.
I looked around the room, hanging there where a. huge assortment of leather straps, leather and wooden paddles, canes, handcuffs etc. OMG I thought to myself, then realised I had better get undressed quickly.
When she returned I was standing there as ordered, naked hands down by my sides. Madam stood there and began to read from the sheet she was now holding.
"Ok, case 2614, the court has ordered a judicial punishment to be given which will be 50 strokes of the senior dragon cane, each stroke to be given with full force to ensure maximum impact across the bare buttocks, the recipient is to be fully restrained whilst the punishment takes place".
Inside I felt my hear begin to pound quickly.
"The punishment will be administered in one complete session. Should the recipient use any foul, abusive or blasphemous language additional strokes will be added and delivered by the appointed court punishment officer, that's me" she said.
"At the end of the session out of courtesy the recipient will thank the punishment officer for carrying out the courts sentence. Photographic evidence will be taken at the end of the session and placed on file as proof the punishment has been completed”.
She looked at me as she removed her glasses "is all of that understood" she asked.
I looked at her and said "Yes Madam, I understand and I fully regret my actions that have led to this punishment" then simply hung my head.
"Right, sign here and we will deal with this matter as swiftly as possible" she said pointing to the sheet where I was to sign, which I duly did.
She then told me to lie on my tummy on the table into a comfortable position, well as comfortable as anyone could possibly be in this situation. I had to move out my left and right arms as she restrained them firmly with the leather cuffs that were attached to the table. She then repeated the same with my legs and a thick leather strap went over my back restraining me completely. I now realised how helpless I was and wondering how was i going to cope.
I saw Madam walk to the wall and select a thickish looking cane with a straight red handle, which she swished through the air two or three times before putting it on the side table agonisingly right in my eye line. She took a black leather glove which she put on her right hand before once again picking up the cane and she moved behind me.
"Right, I will now begin to administer the punishment, brace yourself boy".
I waited for what seemed like an eternity for that first stroke. Then I felt the cane thud into my buttocks. It seemed painful but not too bad, then as she raised the cane again I felt the pain increase and then it landed for a second time, this time it stung like hell.
"Jesus Christ" I muttered, without realising what I had said.
"Tut tut did you not listen to me boy, thats extra strokes for you"
"Oh no...please I'm sorry....owww" as the third stroke landed and the cane was raised again. Strokes followed in relatively quick succession with a short gap between each stroke.
"That is ten strokes" she said " only forty more left".
I could not see her but I could imagine she was probably smiling as she said it. The caning continued relentlessly, each stroke just burning like a fire in hell, I thought I would for sure pass out. Twenty was reached then after a few more strokes there seemed a slight pause.
"Ah your left buttock has begun to bleed I see. That is a shame for you but the punishment will be completed" she said with what seemed great delight.
Somehow I managed to get to stroke thirty six before I began to cry and whimper. I had tried my utmost not to, but the pain was now so intense I could not refrain any longer. By stroke number forty I was just blubbering and howling at each stroke. Madam came around and looked me in the eye.
"Normally I would gag any recipient who makes too much unnecessary noise, but it seems the punishment is having the desired effect so I will continue to hear you cry through your last ten strokes" she said with an evil and cruel look in her eyes.
The last ten strokes were delivered with full force as all the others, she never let up once, I tried as hard as I could not to cry out but the tears were now dripping down my cheeks when finally I heard her say the world fifty. My tense body for the first time since the first strike began to relax slightly, until she spoke again.
"Now it is my duty to tell you, that five additional cane strokes are to be given for the use of blasphemous language during the punishment. To make this as swift as possible I will deliver the five strokes in one quick set, understood boy?"
"Ermmm...yes....yes Madam I am sorry I didn't mean to say it" my plea obviously fell on stony ground as the next minute I felt the cane once again strike my buttocks hard five times in quick succession, I once again screamed and howled.
"Punishment is now complete boy....well done" she said.
Well done I thought, omg what have I just gone through, what state is my bottom in, is there anything left of it how will I drive home, I still felt tears drip down my face they were now silent though.
"Now then do you have anything you want to say boy?" she asked.
I suddenly remembered...."oh oh yes, thank you Madam for administering the punishment given to me by the court I am very grateful to you, thank you".
She looked at me and smiled. She seemed actually a very nice lady even after what she had just done to me. I saw her pick up a camera.
"I am just taking some photographs of your buttocks to be added to your file. I will then leave you here for five minutes restrained as you are to contemplate and reflect on your actions. When I return, I will release you and you will be free to go" she said as the camera clicked before she left the room.
So that was that, my first and only judicial punishment, will I be wanting another one....I don't think so....be careful what is on your bucket list.
These days its so much easier browsing the websites and I found a couple and made some enquiries before selecting a forty something dominatrix in Yorkshire. Yes the session would be as authentic as possible, I was to attend for a court ordered punishment of fifty strokes of the judicial cane, no safewords and a promise that whatever was said or happened the sentence would be carried out in full.
I received a number the evening before to text in the morning at 9am the appointment would be for 1pm that day. I don't recall sleeping too well that night, had I done the right thing, could I take the punishment I had been caned before but years earlier and only six or twelve strokes at best. I texted the number at 9am to confirm, within two minutes the reply came back, perfect see you at 1pm precisely if you are more than five minutes early or late you will be tawsed as well. Crikey I just knew I was going to be on time.
I drove past the house at about 12.40 plenty of time nice large detached house looked just any normal house. Found a pull in about half a mile away so waited there until just before 1pm and then drove back. Parked in the driveway as she had requested, got out and knocked at the door. I had dressed in a suit and tie as she had asked me to dress smartly.
A lady probably about forty or so opened the door and asked me to come inside. She too was smartly dressed a long maroon leather skirt white blouse and smart shoes her hair, which was blond tied neatly in a bob, and she wore black spectacles, nice and attractive, like a secretary not like the pvc shiny thigh booted dominatrixes I had visited years ago. We went inside and sat down in the living room briefly and introduced ourselves. It was agreed that once the session started it would be completed come what may so this was my final chance to back out. No I told her I agreed all was fine and was ready to start. I handed her an envelope with the agreed tribute in and then told me to follow her upstairs.
She opened the door to one room, quite a large room, wow there was a table in the middle of the room, a sort of massage table, with straps at each end, I gulped so this was it.
"Now I want you to undress completely, fold your clothes and place on that chair in the corner. I will be back in five minutes precisely, I want you to stand here arms by your side naked. Do You Understand?"
"Yes" I said nodding.
"Remember to always address me as Madam" she said "one more lapse will result in the tawse".
"Yes Madam" I replied and she left.
I looked around the room, hanging there where a. huge assortment of leather straps, leather and wooden paddles, canes, handcuffs etc. OMG I thought to myself, then realised I had better get undressed quickly.
When she returned I was standing there as ordered, naked hands down by my sides. Madam stood there and began to read from the sheet she was now holding.
"Ok, case 2614, the court has ordered a judicial punishment to be given which will be 50 strokes of the senior dragon cane, each stroke to be given with full force to ensure maximum impact across the bare buttocks, the recipient is to be fully restrained whilst the punishment takes place".
Inside I felt my hear begin to pound quickly.
"The punishment will be administered in one complete session. Should the recipient use any foul, abusive or blasphemous language additional strokes will be added and delivered by the appointed court punishment officer, that's me" she said.
"At the end of the session out of courtesy the recipient will thank the punishment officer for carrying out the courts sentence. Photographic evidence will be taken at the end of the session and placed on file as proof the punishment has been completed”.
She looked at me as she removed her glasses "is all of that understood" she asked.
I looked at her and said "Yes Madam, I understand and I fully regret my actions that have led to this punishment" then simply hung my head.
"Right, sign here and we will deal with this matter as swiftly as possible" she said pointing to the sheet where I was to sign, which I duly did.
She then told me to lie on my tummy on the table into a comfortable position, well as comfortable as anyone could possibly be in this situation. I had to move out my left and right arms as she restrained them firmly with the leather cuffs that were attached to the table. She then repeated the same with my legs and a thick leather strap went over my back restraining me completely. I now realised how helpless I was and wondering how was i going to cope.
I saw Madam walk to the wall and select a thickish looking cane with a straight red handle, which she swished through the air two or three times before putting it on the side table agonisingly right in my eye line. She took a black leather glove which she put on her right hand before once again picking up the cane and she moved behind me.
"Right, I will now begin to administer the punishment, brace yourself boy".
I waited for what seemed like an eternity for that first stroke. Then I felt the cane thud into my buttocks. It seemed painful but not too bad, then as she raised the cane again I felt the pain increase and then it landed for a second time, this time it stung like hell.
"Jesus Christ" I muttered, without realising what I had said.
"Tut tut did you not listen to me boy, thats extra strokes for you"
"Oh no...please I'm sorry....owww" as the third stroke landed and the cane was raised again. Strokes followed in relatively quick succession with a short gap between each stroke.
"That is ten strokes" she said " only forty more left".
I could not see her but I could imagine she was probably smiling as she said it. The caning continued relentlessly, each stroke just burning like a fire in hell, I thought I would for sure pass out. Twenty was reached then after a few more strokes there seemed a slight pause.
"Ah your left buttock has begun to bleed I see. That is a shame for you but the punishment will be completed" she said with what seemed great delight.
Somehow I managed to get to stroke thirty six before I began to cry and whimper. I had tried my utmost not to, but the pain was now so intense I could not refrain any longer. By stroke number forty I was just blubbering and howling at each stroke. Madam came around and looked me in the eye.
"Normally I would gag any recipient who makes too much unnecessary noise, but it seems the punishment is having the desired effect so I will continue to hear you cry through your last ten strokes" she said with an evil and cruel look in her eyes.
The last ten strokes were delivered with full force as all the others, she never let up once, I tried as hard as I could not to cry out but the tears were now dripping down my cheeks when finally I heard her say the world fifty. My tense body for the first time since the first strike began to relax slightly, until she spoke again.
"Now it is my duty to tell you, that five additional cane strokes are to be given for the use of blasphemous language during the punishment. To make this as swift as possible I will deliver the five strokes in one quick set, understood boy?"
"Ermmm...yes....yes Madam I am sorry I didn't mean to say it" my plea obviously fell on stony ground as the next minute I felt the cane once again strike my buttocks hard five times in quick succession, I once again screamed and howled.
"Punishment is now complete boy....well done" she said.
Well done I thought, omg what have I just gone through, what state is my bottom in, is there anything left of it how will I drive home, I still felt tears drip down my face they were now silent though.
"Now then do you have anything you want to say boy?" she asked.
I suddenly remembered...."oh oh yes, thank you Madam for administering the punishment given to me by the court I am very grateful to you, thank you".
She looked at me and smiled. She seemed actually a very nice lady even after what she had just done to me. I saw her pick up a camera.
"I am just taking some photographs of your buttocks to be added to your file. I will then leave you here for five minutes restrained as you are to contemplate and reflect on your actions. When I return, I will release you and you will be free to go" she said as the camera clicked before she left the room.
So that was that, my first and only judicial punishment, will I be wanting another one....I don't think so....be careful what is on your bucket list.
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