Sometimes I have a client who really deserves everything he gets, and none so much as the one who turned up over an hour late. Despite numerous texts assuring me that he was on his way, it was getting later and later, and my temper was beginning to fray. By the time we were coming up to 90 minutes late, I had decided that this was someone’s idea of a joke, and that they were not going to turn up.
Just as I had given up waiting, and determined to put them on the blacklist, my client arrived. To say that I was a little peeved was an understatement and a half. This was going to be one punishment I would really enjoy dishing out. I love nothing more than an excuse to spank a bare bottom, but this time it was personal. I was determined that this wouldn’t happen again, and had planned for a sound caning too. After a dozen or so cane strokes, he would be disinclined to keep me waiting ever again.
Unfortunately, I was advised that he could not be marked (and when I cane, I mark heavily) which was a disappointment, but I have lots of ways of administering a sound spanking without using the cane or leaving marks. I decided that only my rubber paddle (the one that feels like a plimsoll) would cause enough pain to teach a severe lesson. Needless to say, once he was in position and had felt the sting of the paddle, he was very regretful indeed. A few good whacks, and his bottom started to turn a lovely red colour. I love the look and feel of a well spanked bottom, and by the time I finished, this bottom was bright red, and extremely sore.
He has been warned that should he ever keep me waiting again, I will use the cane, and I always keep my word.
A Well Deserved Punishment
