Saturday, August 4

An Olde Fashioned Switching

I had been mentioning that dead branch on the tree in the front yard for months. david had said it was no big deal. He had an electric chainsaw and could have it off and cut up in an hour. That was last year. I needed a good pretext to punish david, and this was perfect. So I mentioned it again on Friday. He said he would take care of it on Saturday. Well Saturday came, and Saturday had almost gone, and no action on that tree branch.

I have taken a hankering to the idea of giving david a "switching". I had read about it somewhere (I don’t even know where anymore) and then had googled it and found a lot of stories to inspire me. I was determined to give david a "switching", and I thought his lassitude regarding the dead branch was a perfect punishment fitting the crime.

Some key ideas in my research was the ritualized "cutting of the switch" where the naughty boy or girl would have to go outside (usually bare bottomed) and prepare their own switch. I knew that the switch had to be from a young green hardwood tree, really whippy, and had to be prepared by having the leaves and bark stripped off. Buds left behind could increase the impact. I understood that the switch had to be wielded hard and fast, and would leave thin lines behind. A popular switching position was standing up, being held by the arm, and being made to dance in a circle as the switch cut up the naughty boy's or girl's legs and butt.


To prepare, when david was out I found a young maple tree (yeah Canada!). Discrete and out of the way in the backyard. I prepared a couple of switches myself, and tried them out on my own ass. If wielded too gently - nothing. If I put full force into it, then youchie! Not damaging, but incredibly stingy. And leaving thin little marks. I judged david could take a lot of these at full force. He would suffer, but nothing permanent. I tried a couple of thicknesses. I took pictures for you guys.


Yes, those switches actually touched my lilly white butt. The thicker one was just a WHAP stick. Cane or crop would have been better. The thinner one was pure burning hellfire evil. Applied hard and fast and whippy, he would be suffering for sure. The things I do for science!

At about 3pm I went to david, sitting on his ass watching Olympics on TV. "How about that dead branch?" I asked him. "Oh yeah, I'll take care of that tomorrow." He said. "I've heard that before. I think you need some added motivation."

That was like a code word. He knew he was about to get scened.

I shut off his TV and took him upstairs. I told him that for his procrastination, he was getting a switching. I gave him a paring knife, directed him to the young maple tree in the back yard, and told him to cut me three switches, as I would be wearing them out on his ass. I gave him instructions. I wanted them young and wet and whippy. Stripped down to their bark. Two to three feet long. As thick as a pencil. Go.

david looked at it sheepishly, but took the paring knife and made to go out. He knew he was in the wrong about that dead branch.

"Hold on, mister." I told him. "I believe it's traditional for the bad boy to cut his switches without his bottoms on."

Oh my how he complained! The neighbours might see! Wah wah. Cry me a river. Our immediate neighbours were away this weekend I happened to know. He didn't, apparently.

I had him out of his pants and his underpants. He was wearing a T-shirt that came to his waist. I let him keep that. "Go cut me my switches." I told him, impatiently. "you really don't want to keep me waiting," I added for emphasis.

I watched from the sliding glass doors to the backyard as david gingerly made his way to the tree I had indicated. He cut three little branches and came back. I was standing on the inside of the screen door. I waved my finger no and told him to go back to the tree. He needed to prepare those switches back there, not in the house. david made his way back to the tree. Bare ass and private parts jiggling! There he stayed and whittled away at the switches until they were properly prepared for me.

He told me after it was intensely embarrassing for him to do that. Bare bottom out in the backyard where he was afraid neighbours might see him. And preparing the instruments he knew would soon be making his bottom burn like fire, accentuated by the fact his bottom was bare, and a focal point of his attention.

He came back. I had him hand me the switchoes and I inspected them carefully. He was waiting outside the screen door, bottomless, while I did so. "These two will do" I told him, "this one is too flimsy. Try again." He had to go back to the tree and re-cut and re-prepare the third switch for me. Ha Ha! He was so embarrassed, bare-assed in the back yard!

He came back, and I let him in after inspecting his work. The third was the thickest of the three. Poor boy. I guess he didn't want to go back there again.

I brought him into our sunny living room and told him to clear a space. He moved the coffee table and the chairs to make a wide open space for me.

With my left hand I grabbed hold of his left forearm. With my right, I started whipping the switch down onto his ass and his thighs. OMG did he whoop and dance! I knew from my self-switching experiment that I had to be hard and fast. He danced around me in a circle as I switched him hard. I tried to be accurate and aim the tip for the centre of his butt cheeks, but because he was moving and twisting so much, I couldn’t be that accurate, and more than once the switch whipped around him and caught him on his sensitive side hips. I also deliberately targeted his legs. Not only his high thighs, but also his calves. I left thin little whip marks all up and down the backs of his legs, as well as full onto his bum.

I literally wore out a switch doing that to him. It had turned into flimsy jelly. I picked up another and continued the onslaught. The fresh switch made him jump and yelp all that much more.

He probably got about five minutes of that. Giving that I was whipping that switch down more than once a second, that's several hundred little whippings he endured. He must have made twenty laps around me, knees high and dancing the whole time. This should be an Olympic event. He was sweating and exhausted, and in some measure of agony.

As I reached for the third switch he tried to beg off. No way! I was determined to wear out three switches on his lazy hide.

I saved the thickest (and shortest) switch for the last. For this one I knelt with one knee on the floor, and took him over my other knee. I then used that switch hard and fast all up and down his legs and bum. He was howling and begging. I love it when he says "please honey! I'm sorry baby! I'll do the branch!! I'm sorry! Please!!!!"

Oh no. No mercy. I kept that last switch coming down hard and fast. His ass and legs were messed up! I found I couldn’t wear out that thick switch, so I called it quits when I felt he was done. He's generally "done" when he stops complaining with his words and just takes the whip, whimpering like a well-beaten husband should. His bottom was marked, just like this, and his legs too:


I shove him down onto the floor and mounted him. He winced as his ass made contact with the carpet. I crushed him and kissed him and shoved my tongue down his throat. I stripped and then guided his hard cock into me. I rolled him over and put him on top as I grabbed and raked his whipped legs and ass cheeks with my nails. Despite his pain, he exploded into me with an anguished cry of release.

"Get down!" I told him, pushing his head down to between my legs. I made him lick me out. He "hates" doing this just after he's cum into me. He says he has to navigate his own cum as he licks me. Tough for him. It turns me on knowing he's eating cream pie for his desert. I cum vi-o-lent-ly, grabbing him by the hair and grinding my pelvis into his mouth.


"Sorry about the tree branch." He says breathlessly, his head resting on my tummy.

"What branch?" I say.

91 comments:

  1. What was that last part about again?
    Oh, well, never mind.
    Switching, eh?
    Well, I guess that's a summer thing.
    But have you ever tried birching?
    That's a springtime thing.
    But, and this is most important, you have to
    have the right kind, and properly prepared,
    implement.
    If you ask me nicely, I'll tell you all about it.
    Ricky-Dicky

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    1. Oh yes please ricky-dicky! Please tell me all about this birching of which you speak, including the effects! Thank you!

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    2. :)!
      Thank you for playing along.
      I got that line, "ask me nicely," from the 2010 film
      Robin Hood, wherein Russel Crowe, as you know who,
      says that to the luminous Cate Blanchett, as Maid
      Marion. Her response is so . . . well, you just have to see it!
      All right now, down to business!
      Now, what were we talking about?
      Oh yes, the birching, a springtime thing, and all that.
      OK, here we go.
      First of all, it depends on what kind of winter to
      spring you're having, because you've got to choose
      carefully, just as the spring growth is sprouting
      its emerging new life.
      Now, what you've got to look for, and this is the
      secret, the right kind of tree.
      Do you want to know what it is?
      The Weeping Willow.
      You have to be careful, here now, because you've got
      to get these new shoots, at the right length, just as their buds are beginning to emerge.
      Then you cut them off, and this is the tricky part, that you don't get caught!
      Myself, I went up the county side-roads and did what
      I had to do. (Please don't tell anybody!)
      Then you take these shoots, however many you wish to
      have (not too many of course), cord them off at one
      end for a handle, and you're ready to go.
      I speak from personal experience here.
      I took two to my Mistress, a wonderful, compassionate
      yet, teasing lady, and very open-minded, because she
      allowed a mutual experience, that is, She whisked me,
      and then, most graciously, allowed me to whisk Her.
      It is a wonderful sensation!
      It's hard to describe; it's like asking someone to
      scratch your back just at the right spot, and then,
      when they do, it's no longer satisfying.
      But with a gentle, compassionate, and loving flogging, well, that's something else again.
      Warning: Do not use to excess, that is, do not cut
      the skin, otherwise infection might result.
      and do not use one willow on more than one human
      target.
      Well, just remember,
      You asked me nicely.
      ricky-dicky

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    3. I know where there's a weeping willow! Do I need to dress him in bloomers for a birching?

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    4. Well, that depends on what kind of bloomers You're
      talking about, because there are several kinds, i understand.
      What kind did You have in mind?

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    5. Oh my gosh, how would I know???
      I've only ever seen the in old movies!

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  2. Thank you, Julie. I believe you have motivated me to take a little self switching before I end a week of self imposed denial. Or maybe *while* I end it...

    (My heart was pounding when I saw you had posted!)

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    1. You should be switching that naughty little penis of yours! ;-)

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    2. Oh. my. god.

      It takes me a day or so for my subbiness to return to full power after I orgasm, but if you are telling me I *have* to do it, I will...

      I can't even imagine what it's going to feel like! I used a thin green branch (I have no idea what kind) on the backs of my legs while I came this week, inspired by your post. Knees drawn up to my chest, kind of awkward with my left hand, but still pretty stingy.

      A small price to pay (in my mind) in return for the effort you put forth with your blog, Julie. I'm not alone in how much I appreciate the time and effort you put into your writings. Just think of my denial and now (gasp!) penis switching as just a little 'give back' as we participate with you in this twisted, naughty little adventure.

      Thank you, miss!

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    3. What a mental image! Legs drawn up LIKE A SLUT switching your own ass as you tug on your penis (yes, like a monkey in the zoo).

      Oh, and not just a penis switching, make sure the very tip of that switch whips into that sensitive ball sac of yours as well.

      ;-)

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    4. OK, I'm having a little trouble breathing...

      You like having a little bitch out there somewhere whipping his own ass for you, don't you? =D

      I will attempt to do as you say, miss. Here is my plan. I have a thin rope I like to play with. I'll tie my member, one tight loop around the entire affair, then two loops around just my balls. This makes me incredibly hard, the skin on my cock is tight, almost shiny. My balls will be tight too, and aching. Although I just came on Saturday, I denied myself the entire week before, so believe me, I'm completely full.

      How do you want me? Standing with my legs wide, bent over? Looking up at my nuts that I'm about to self inflict with fiery lashes? Maybe laying on my back, my turgid, purple cock jerked to the edge and glistening one shiny drop of precum before I pay your price?

      I'm not much of a painslut, but I suppose if suffering were fun they would have a different name for it...

      Thank you, miss.

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    5. Definitely on your back, jerking it, and then staring at it as you switch those nasty tied up balls of yours.

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    6. I did just as you asked, miss.

      I went out and cut a new smaller switch, the one I used earlier on my legs was a little too sturdy for my poor little nuggets. It was very thin and whippy. I tied my cock and balls, laid on my back and stroked it to the edge of orgasm, whipping all around the tops of my legs, ass, balls and cock. If I struck the top of my leg near my balls, the tip of the switch would curl around and strike very near my asshole. It was exquisite pain, not unbearable, but very intense, it made me do a sharp intake of breath each time.

      As I got close to cumming, I let the tip of the switch strike my balls as you directed. I could not take much of that, I let out a loud, involuntary "UUUNNNNNH" kind of noise each time. Oh, how I squirmed!

      I know it's only been a couple of days, but I need to release so bad! I woke up this morning with a v e r y swollen cock, just a tremendous hard on. I edged again, kind of gasping and panting and moaning in frustration.

      Please post again soon, I don't know if I can last this time!!!

      Thank you, miss.

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    7. But I love keeping you in pain! I'm glad you gave your balls a PAINFUL switching, you are a very lewd young man! Switch that swollen tip for me next time. Ten times. Good and hard.

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  3. Ahhh a nice tent pole post (TPP) for a Saturday afternoon lol Reminds me of the yard working waiting for me. Love how you made him clean up his mess when he was done. Another great post.

    TY
    Sandy

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    1. I insist on it (he made the mistake of complaining about it just once!).

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  4. I have never tried switching my guy.. I thought that would be too hard on him.. U think I should? Not that he doesn't deserve one.. But I'm still confused.. And btw I would never try the switch on myself!!
    Anaa

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    1. Sure you should try it. It stings but there will be no long-term damage as the switch is so light (start with a 2 foot pencil thin one). But then really go to town!

      My man tried objecting to some of the things I wanted to do, but I told him that I only will play with him by my rules, and threatened to go vanilla on him. It's called topping from the bottom if he tries to control things. It will ultimately be better for you both if you don't let that happen. Withold kink on the spot (i.e. session OVER) until he obeys properly to break him of the habit.

      And you ought to try these things on yourself. Just a couple of strokes to know what it feels like. I cannot be a bottom for psychological reasons (I literally panic when I try!) so I don't know what he's feeling. By using the switch on myself a couple of times, it gives me a lot more confidence to whip him hard and ignore his baby wails. I learned the switch stings like hellfire, but he'll survive just fine a long hard one.

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    2. Yeah.. You give some really awesome ideas.. I love you!
      About the switching.. I did try.. He was all marked up.. Howling like a baby! Woah!! Was he dancing for sure.. ;)
      Though I dint try it on myself!
      Keep Inspiring me and many like me! :)
      Anaa

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    3. How wonderful! Another convert to the switch like me! I love that you can whip as hard as you possibly can and still not do any real damage, but still get tremendous howls! I also love how they dance around so much that it's hardly your fault if the tip of the switch goes a little "off the reservation". And the little switch dance is sooo cute!!!

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  5. Wow Julie another great post. After experiencing my first real spanking and then some a few days ago I'm glad my wife isn't in to spanking me like you are David. LOL I've got a whole dead tree in the front yard not just a branch that's been there since last summer and she's asked me several times to cut it down. It's not a big tree just a little redbud about six feet tall and wouldn't take much. I guess all men procrastinate not just david. LOL I loved your self switching but I've done plenty of self spanking since my wife won't feel my needs and I can honestly say that I know it was far worse for David because you can only swing so hard on yourself. Now after Dee and her friend I know how big a difference there is between self spanking and a no nonsense spanking from a strict female and I can relate to the stripes like in your picture you posted. But it was still a great turn on for me that you did switch yourself. And then the reward David got when it was over was super exciting to read about. Keep up the great work!!!
    Bob S.

    P.S.
    And I'm just kidding about not wanting my wife to be like you I would love nothing more than for her to take charge when I need it. I promise the tree would have been down by now. It's just hard to think of being spanked right now as my butt is still pretty tender. LOL

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    1. bob sent me the account of his adult spanking (adult in years only, as he was treated like a little girl!).

      I didn't realy switch myself! I just tred it out to know how it would feel on david!

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    2. Julie,
      I just wanted to tell you that if you want to post the account of my spanking you are more than welcome to. I don't want to take anything away from your experiences with David so it's completely up to you. Just wanted to let you know it would be ok by me.
      You can email me and let me know if there is anything I would need to do.

      Bob S.

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    3. thank you, bob!
      I'll have a reader's contribution day.

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    4. Just reading along is making me more aware of keeping my end of the work current. If my wife comes on board I don't want to have a lot of old baggage to atone for. I am not sure my backside can take the number of searings that I may have already built up, so best clean up the old issues before we make the jump.

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    5. Doesn't matter, jakey. If I were your wife, you'd be getting a switching for delaying no matter what.

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  6. Dear Ms Julie,
    You continue to stir me with excitement.

    you might try to find a White oak tree for your switches. White oak will remain pliant if thin enough. I made a white oak paddle for my dearly beloved several years ago. She used it a couple of times and decided she did not care for spanking. "Not her style," she said. The paddle disappeared.

    I recently located it hidden away (I searched for a long time) and it is still very whippy and can present a serious sting when self applied. I made it with a walnut handle that is very comfortable to hold and the paddle part is less than 1/4" in thickness. It still bends so it is quite whippy. I am sure that a white oak switch would stay whippy for a long time thru many serious applications.

    Maple will get harder as time wears on and if too thin will wear out. Birch will stay whippy for a longer period of time. I have a couple of maple switches hidden away in my shop in hopes my wife might one day relent. I have lots of oak scraps awaiting good uses in case one day she decides to get tough on me.

    Oh how I wish

    Observing

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    1. Not her style??? How selfish! All you need is a spanking and she's worried about what is or is not her style? Really?

      I wll seek out a white oak tree! Thanks for the tip!

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    1. Ha Ha! Dancing around in a circle for five minutes getting your ass and legs FUCKED UP by my little switch? Poor baby!

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  8. Ms. Julie- Oh my, you get me to tent and cum in my panties so...
    Love the humiiation part of your research, leading to david bare-assed in the back yard :)
    And the part about the little dance ritual, ha!
    Thanks, Sara

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    1. Oh yes! I wanted to go old fashioned and my research suggested strongly that bare bottomed outdoor switch preparation is critical to the experience!

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  9. Ms. Julie,

    Thank you for sharing your wonderful account of what must surely be classified as a good old-fashioned switching.

    Marvelous.

    Michael_Michael

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    1. There's this huge variety of 'traditional' punishments out there that you boys seem to fantasize about where I just scratch my head. I think I wll explore them all! Let's see now, oh yes, let's google 'mouth soaping' next...

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    2. Ms. Julie,

      Mouth soaping? Yuck!

      Michael_Michael

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    3. Don't talk back, mickey, or I might have to ask you to soap you own naughty mouth!
      ;-)

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    4. Ms. Julie,

      Yes, Ma'am. I'll be very respectful.

      Michael_Michael,
      who wonders why he wants a switching, but not a mouth soaping.

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    5. That's what mouth soaping is for, I guess. A punishment you don't want!

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  10. My wife and I went camping several summers ago and one hot day we setup our campsite near a beautiful lake away from everyone. When we finished she wanted to go skinny dipping so I said sure. We walked to the lake with nothing but our towels and some suntan lotion. We swam for a while and she started getting cold and got out to sunbathe I stayed in a while longer before getting out. When I came upon her she said "you look cold, come here so I can warm you up". She got up and kissed me as she reached down to my handle and guiding me over to a fallen tree where she had my towel. Before I knew what was happening she bent me way over that tree so that my feet were off the ground and pulled out a switch that she must have de-leafed and debarked it and started bringing it down on my unprotected derriere. She said I promised I'd warm you up, are you feeling the heat yet? About then we heard catcalls coming from the lake, two ladies that looked to be in their 60's stared rooting my wife on from their canoe. She took a bow and continued my switching. A few minutes later she stopped and pulled me up as the ladies looked on. She then sat down and turned me over her knee but I was on my back. She then bent down to give me a BJ for a minute then reached for the bottle of suntan lotion and pored some in her hand and wrapped her hand around my manhood and bent down and sucked and bit my nipples until I lost control as the ladies clapped. markiee

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    1. Oooh! A nice show for the ladies! I would have paddled over and asked for a turn (spanking that is, not BJ'ing!)

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  11. That was lovely .. as always . You always put a smile on my face reading your posts .I've had a birching and several switchings in my time . all enjoyable but a bit messy indoors with bits of twigs splintering off in all directions as theyre worn out across my backside . i have a couple of video's featuring me getting the birch i'll try and locate them and post on my blog . I've started a new yahoo group the link is on my blog . i'd love to welcome you should it interest your good self . I'll be posting my pics and probably video's there in future . Anyhoo lovely to speak to you ,on another note . Shame about the Canadian olympic effort im sure you'd probably make a better team coach ... just a thought for the powers that be should they read your blog !
    kind regards to you and david
    dave x

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    1. I wll find you there! I love the little smile (smirk?) on your lovely lady's face as she gives you your comeuppance!

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  12. Oh and on your last posts comments you asked david with the cute bum to message you .. did you mean me .. i dont imply that i have a cute bum i just was unsure .. you dont have to publish this message but a clarifying would be lovely ;). My e mail's slipperlover@hotmail.com feel free to message me whenever you like it would be a delight to hear from you miss Julie .
    dave x

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    1. It was not you, but you also are named david, and also have a very cute bum, and also have not written me for a while, so it may as well have been!

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  13. I know you wanted david to 'hop around' whilst being switched, but if you've ever got a hankering to keep him still, try one of these - fair warning: they're $$$.

    Or you could fashion a homemade one (near the bottom of the link page). You could also use garden center bamboo (for staking plants) instead of chop-sticks. Happy switching!!

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    1. I can see some use for that! A day in one of those and a boy would know he was punished!

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  14. as always ur so imaginative when coming up with ur scenes. how's david's backside recovering. did the switching leave welts, color or bruises? u r the queen of scenetresses. we bow barebottomed before u! XO...buttwed

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    1. Oh yes, the switch leaves the best little lines! Not big nasty bruises like my strap. Just little lines, but ALL over his legs and ass, and whipping around his flanks as well. Most vivid on day one, the nastier ones stayed a few days.

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    2. And the physical after effects on david...does any one particular implement cause him to squirm more while sitting, or express a hissing sound when taking a seat?

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    3. Oh Yes!
      My strap. It's really a tawse but I call it my strap. Two-tailed, two layers, only one inch wide, and heavy!
      The girl who sold it to me vouched for its effectiveness, and was she ever right.

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  15. how long til david gets someone elses cream pie, more for his submission than anything?

    submissive husband

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    1. Hmmmm... I'd like him to get a cream pie up his ass while I watch! Or splurted all over his face like one of those porn tramps after giving head! But I also want him to swallow so how do I get all three??? I know, three guys!

      A girl can dream...

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    2. I gotta believe your female domme friend can recommend a male or two (or...).

      Not to offend, but given your slight frame, a male dom is more likely to be able to inflict physical punishment upon david to a greater intensity than you might. How would you feel about seeing david 'put thru his paces' like that?

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    3. I would agree on both counts, however do not underestimate the power of a woman with a strict implement! Nonetheless, I would LOVE to see david "put through his paces" by a strong man - it's a fantasy of mine (especially if "paces" includes a blow job and getting FUCKED in the ass by him!)

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    4. Is this one of david's fantasy's or just a goal to move towards.

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    5. No. My fantasy (and goal). I've made him get a handjob from a male already, and he didn't seem to mind that too much. Deirdre and I keep talking about getting evan and david together for some 69'ing, with encouragement from our paddles. That would be awesome!

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  16. This has always been a fantasy for me and I know switching hurts but this is hot ma'am, I was rock hard reading this post and then you make love to him and then he eats and cleans you....WOW.

    Amazing post
    Always
    Ron

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    1. Would you like to join my little club of bad boys who think that spinning around me for 5 minutes getting their asses and legs FUCKED UP by my little switch sounds like fun???

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    2. Oh no doubt Ma'am, no doubt, I would so much. And being who I am, would love a long otk hand spanking over a nice white panty a few minutes later!

      It is a fantasy ma'am, no doubt and being sent to cut the switch is so well, hot.
      Thanks
      ALways

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    3. Well, you can take it from david that the littlest switch burns like hellfire!

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    4. I understand but would to feel it myself, ma'am

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  17. Glad to see you have added switches to your répertoire! As I mentioned earlier, I often make a point of flogging L's bare backside (with two or three locally selected switches) when we go out for a trek in the woods -whether near our home, or when we are on vacation in the summer. In fact, my sister and I treated him to a good dozen outdoors floggings earlier this summer in Burgundy! (Other indoor "activities" involved the martinet, a thick leather strap and an old rattan cane)...

    While the use of switches (usually maple) was originally an open-air sport, I soon developed the habit of bringing a couple of them back home for later use. In short order, I decided that L. should keep me supplied with an adequate assortment (which he diligently has to cut in our backyard or in the vicinity), and I keep them soaking in a bucket of water mixed with vinegar). These are used at home along, or in alternation, with my "regular" implements -mostly on weekends when he is expected to perform all sorts of domestic chores in summary attire --i.e. with nothing more than an apron that leaves his derrière exposed to swift and burning "reminders" (with a switch, a wooden spoon or the martinet) whenever his work leaves to be desired...

    J(2)

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    1. I love the tiniest maple switch most of all. I can really mark up his bottom bad with that! I go SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH really fast, maybe 3 times a second. OMG does that make him twist and shout!!

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    2. The switches I use are probably a bit thicker (about the diameter of my little finger), and my delivery is not as fast as yours, but I can assure you that I can lead him a frantic dance!
      (what I like to call --in French-- "la danse du cul fouetté")

      When we are home, I will sometimes put on some music (e.g. folk dances from Provence or Catalonia) and follow the beat with a switch, or with the martinet just for the fun of watching L. twist and stamp his feet while he yelps and begs until the moment comes for him to kneel and to thank me while kissing my hand...

      J(2)

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    3. Wonderful! I'm sure L knows his place.

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    4. Yes, L. clearly "knows his place". He had, after all, already been trained that way by his first wife, and he gets frequent reminders from me, so that he is unlikely to forget it! In all the years we have been together, he has almost never questioned my authority, or my right to chastise him as I feel he deserves.

      In fact, whenever I have been too busy to adhere to the 'regular' schedule of domestic discipline, or (more likely) when he has committed a misdemeanor that I haven't had a chance to spot, he may appear with a contrite face and, with his trousers at half-mast, hand me a paddle or the martinet while offering his uncovered derrière to the punishment I deem appropriate -and which he knows he needs...

      L.'s willingness to confess (and to submit) does not earn him any particular clemency, however, and he invariably gets whatever he deserves - but a consistent rule in our couple is that punishment is followed by absolute forgiveness: the slate is wiped clean (even tough his backside may remain sore for some length of time!)

      J(2)

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    5. Very obedient of him! Congratulations.

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    6. Thanks, Julie!

      We have come to the conclusion that your congratulations are addressed to both of us!

      J(2) & L.

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    7. I meant them for J. L was just doing as he was told.

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    8. That was absolutely the best description of a switching I have ever read.

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    9. Whether your comment was addressed to Julie or to me (Julie 2), it's always nice to be appreciated!

      J(2)

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    10. Well I, for one, was given one more reason (among many!) to "appreciate" my wife's switching skills when we went for a hike in the woods this afternoon! This was after I had had (as usual) her instructions for my weekend chores "registered" on my backside with the help of the martinet early in the morning -and performed them so diligently that my derrière had been spared the usual "reminders"- but I nevertheless got a sharp (and wholly discretionary) outdoor flogging at her whim... And, of course, I am still "on duty" this Sunday... with the prospect of further disciplinary action on her part if she sees fit!

      L.

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    11. Excellent! Keep up those switchings J2!

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    12. I did -and how! L. was rather sluggish when performing his Sunday chores -and, as a result, his naughty derrière was harshly switched, as well as being treated to a brisk dose of the martinet! Oh, did I ever make him dance that "danse du cul fouetté"!

      Not only that, but he also got an extra helping of my Italian bridle later that night (for a reason that I don't care to disclose) and this was followed by a spell of "corner time" that he spent sobbing like a naughty brat!

      Today (Monday), my friend Melanie dropped by, and L. was ordered to lower his trousers to give her a view of his bruised backside. No further action ensued, but his contrite demeanor (as well as the welts on his derrière) were in themselves a telling spectacle! More of that later...

      J(2)

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    13. L. has been exceptionally well-behaved over the past ten days and, even tough I am apt to "find quarrel in a straw", I have to admit that he gave me no reason to toast his rump!

      Last Saturday morning (as usual), I used the martinet to punctuate the list of chores I ordered him to take care of, but (somewhat to my surprise), he performed them so diligently that, while carrying out my snap inspections (with a switch at the ready) I found no honest reason to flog his derrière - nor any over the past week!

      Could it be that the trashing he got on September 10 (and the humiliation he later experienced before Melanie) prompted his impeccable behavior over the past few days?

      This coming weekend will tell... (and, weather permitting, we may go for a hike in the woods, where he knows he is liable to be subjected to an impromptu switching for no other reason than my whim - and the fun of it!)

      J(2)

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  18. Sounds like it was a good day for both of you!

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    1. Yes indeed - and there have been quite a few over the past four weeks (some outdoors, but most indoors, one of which was witnessed by my friend M.)

      J(2)

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    2. It certainly was -and there have been several other such other occasions over the past four weeks, but because of Sandy, no outdoor "activities" this past weekend... Instead, L. was treated to two memorable "in house" sessions with a dozen of my favorite tools -and his backside is in a sorry state!

      J(2)

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    3. Even sorrier tonight after the various paddlings and switchings I got on Saturday - and the memorable strapping you administered earlier this evening!....

      L.

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    4. All for your own good, my dear!

      J(2)

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  20. Spring is definitely in the air! Lots of sun, but the temperature remains chilly... Time to go for a hike in the woods - and, if needed, to cut me a nice switch to stripe L's derrière! He may feel the cold when he (obediently) pulls down his jeans, but I will quickly remedy that with a flogging that will leave his buns on fire!

    J(2)

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    1. Mission accomplished!

      J(2)

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    2. Twice, as a matter of fact! - on Saturday and again on Sunday... both times in the woods with a maple switch! My backside was really 'on fire' (and it wasn't evan that cold!)

      One misdemeanor this Tuesday night - but punishment put off until tomorrow...

      L.

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    3. Six dozen with the rattan cane on his already sore derrière! Wow, did I make him dance!... And thirty minutes of bare-bottomed corner time after that... A pity none of my friends could watch it! :-)

      J(2)

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  21. An Olympic event???? LOL if that would ever be the case then Canada would be sure to win a gold medal for sure with MS Julie......

    Spring seems to have forgotten our area, our 90 acres woodland backyard is still heavily snowed in but I am sure Lilly will get some funny ideas (again) when reading this post I'm sure.

    Thanks for sharing Julie, you made me grin during my lunch hour today but dreading our summer "after dinner walks" in our backyard.

    -dan

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    1. We'll make them our spring "after dinner walks" hun! *evil grin*

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  22. Such splendid weather over the past six months!... And so many outdoors switchings on L's bare derrière!... Latest one this past Sunday - and some more to come (even if it gets a bit chilly - but that is precisely when his backside needs the "heat"!)

    J(2)

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    1. The weather is indeed getting chilly - but J(2) sure warmed it up this past Sunday! And -unless it rains- I know my derrière will be seriously switched some time this weekend (not to mention what I may be getting at home!)

      L.

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    2. Any switching will be conducted indoors until further notice - but L. is still required to keep me supplied (mostly from our backyard!) and, once they have been put to soak, those switches are as effective as ever!...

      J(2)

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