After having communicated regularly with The Very Bad Boy and his HoH wife, I was well pleased when she delivered him to me right on time for our scheduled appointment.
What followed was one of the most intense spanking/punishment sessions that any of us had ever experienced.
The VBB spent the first hour of our meeting on his knees, making his confession. I asked tough questions, and he answered them honestly and directly. This did not lighten his punishment whatsoever…
(Since I am aware that some readers may not appreciate graphic photos of extreme punishment, I have uploaded the photos into a slide album. View at your discretion. – Dana)
In his words:
Well the day has finally arrived for my discipline session with Miss Kane. I keep watching the clock and wishing I could make time stop. At least in a few short hours my unrelenting waiting will finally be over and I will finally know what is in store for me. I suspect the train ride into the City will be just as excruciatingly slow as these last three weeks have been. I am trying not to think about what is going to happen but of course my wife takes every opportunity to let me know how much time is left before my appointment and what is waiting for me.
We have finally made it into the City; we caught an early train and we are here an hour earlier than planned, so now we have two hours to wander around until my appointment. New York is an enormous city but today it seems especially small, there are lots of stores and places to see but no matter how much I would like to, I just can’t focus on anything. I guess I will enjoy this $4.00 cup of coffee here in the park and wait as time slowly passes. My wife keeps reminding me of what is going to happen, like I am going to somehow forget why I am in the City.
We are standing in front of the building, it is a very menacing building, it’s not very inviting and it has an ominous feel to it. Although no one else seems to feel that way as they walk by the building, but they would if they knew what was looming inside. I am not sure my wife is looking at the same building as I am, because she seems very relaxed and even a bit excited. I’m not sure how she can be so relaxed standing in front of such a sinister building.
My final plea to my wife went unheeded and we are now in the elevator on our way to see Miss Kane. It’s a very slow elevator and when we finally reach our floor there is a short delay before the door opens. The delay is just long enough to give me some hope that the elevator is stuck. But alas the door opens and the moment of truth is finally here, as I hide behind my wife I get my first glance of Miss Kane. She is very engaging and with a big smile she calls us by name. With no chance to run I meekly follow my wife out of the elevator and thus my adventure begins.
I am led to the room and told to wait as Miss Kane and My wife steps out in the hallway to talk, I can hear them talking and laughing but I cannot make out what they are saying. As I look around I notice the implements laid out nicely on the table. I quickly take a look and notice they are all implements that sting; somehow my hints that I do not like stingy implements went unheeded just like my pleas to my wife that we should cancel the appointment.
There are few things more frightening than the sound of high heels on a wooden floor as a disciplinarian walks towards your room. With the exception of the noise the door makes when the door handle is turned and the door slowly opens. As Miss Kane walks towards the room her footsteps seems to go on forever, I found myself holding my breath until she finally stops in front of the door. I stood there spellbound as I heard the door handle turning, I felt like I was in a scene of a suspenseful movie, I tried to look and act brave as she entered the room. She quickly established her dominance and her confidence clearly revealed she was in charge. She was serious and firm with the appropriate amount of strictness yet was not harsh or calloused. She demonstrated both a grace and resolve which immediately put me at ease and at the same time kept me on edge.
While the punishment itself was intense it was nothing compared to having to look Miss Kane in the eyes and reveal to her the details of my misdeeds. The confession took an hour and while she empathized with me, not once did she give me the impression that my behavior was anything other than unacceptable. The time finally arrived when I had to experience the full force and skill of Miss Kane’s ability. As promised the discipline was severe and as she so elegantly said “it will hurt like hell” which of course it did. If anyone thinks Miss Kane is unable to provide the severest of punishment they are sadly mistaken. She told me in her first E-mail to consider wisely what I am requesting. I can honestly say I did consider wisely and even though I paid dearly for my misdeeds, I know without a doubt I made the right choice. As I look at my bruises and remember back on my experience, I want to say thank you to Miss Kane for her expertise and willingness to help with my discipline. I also want my wife to know: I am a trustworthy person, I am a good husband and I love my wife (with all my heart).
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A testament to your wonderful skills with the strap, etc. that he was able to absorb such a harsh punishment and not be permanently hurt!
Jealous that he has such wonderful memories many days later – but he paid quite the price!
You are the best young lady!
Jeffrey
I hope for his sake he learned his lesson or his wife night bring him back for anther.
I noticed that you didn’t seem to spank his sit spot very much, I know for me that I want my sit spot spanked the hardest so I will feel it every time I sit down for as long as possible. I was spank a while back and then had to go to a meeting and sit like a school boy for several hours. My bottom had been spanked very well and the heat kept building up the longer I sat, the nylon panties I was told to wear I am sure helped.
I thank him for writing and letting us understand how he felt about his punishment. It helps me because my wife told me that in an hour or so I am to be spanked I am very nervous because she hasn’t given me a real hard spanking for sometime and I have yelled at her a few times lately so I know I deserve a good spanking. At least I’m not getting it from Ms. Kane!
WOW!!!
Thanks for the slide show. It’s fantastic! That looks like a very sore little hiney. Just what a bad boy needs to have after he confesses his misdeeds to a strict mistress. I’m wondering if there were any real tears in his eyes when it was all over? I hope he learned his lesson.
Thanks for sharing …… JayJay
What a hot scenario. My wife would want to see me cry and plead. I hope that VBB’s wife watched very intently and if she was smart she
should have taken some notes on implements and technique. You do a real nice job turning a bare bottom red!!!