Part Three - A Good Old Fashioned Southern Switching - R/L

[sarah thorne]

continued from Part Two.....


Actually, I don’t recall that we had agreed on a
safeword! We had discussed one, but to my memory there
was no definite statement to the effect that a certain
word would be it. That being said, had ginger called
out a safeword I’m sure I would have recognized it as
such, and would have, of course, respected it.

"Okay, well, no questions so I want you to turn and face the bed."

I did.

"Drop your pants."

I hesitated, then turned and looked at him. "How far? All the way?"

"Yes. At least past your thighs."

I sighed and started to unbutton, then turned again, thinking that there was actually a possibility he had planned to spank me over my panties and I had none on.

I told him so.

"That's okay," he said and slowly I unfastened my cargo pants completely, then pushed them down slightly, hoping they'd stay up part way but no such
luck in that! They fell all the way to the floor and I cursed silently. He then ordered me over the pillow and I bent, placing my arms above my head as
instructed.

"Clasp your hands," he said and I folded them together. He repeated himself and I turned to look at him, entwining my fingers the way he was demonstrating for me, ironically as if in prayer. He then told me that if the hands came apart then another round of spanks would start, which I took to mean that the spanking started over.

How bad can it be? I thought to myself, knowing that I am usually very good at being still if I must. He told me to adjust my legs how I wanted them but once I had them adjusted that I was not to move them either.

Okay, so that means I can't kick him.

On the one hand, some of the instructions I gave to
sarah are just part of my modus operandi for spanking.
I almost always have the recipient either clasp her
hands tightly with specific instructions to keep them
that way or to hold the far end of a desk/table, etc.
and to not let go. I also give the instruction to keep
the feet ON the floor in the spot they start in. If
you have them bending over something (the bed, in
ginger’s case) these two simple rules pretty much
immobilize the offender in place, in the proper
position. In sarah’s case, I put a little more
emphasis because I knew it would be both a new and an
intense experience for her, and she would need all the
help she could get.

So there I was, barefoot, displayed and waiting for something I'd never experienced. I was nervous yet not so in a strange way.

"Are you ready?" he asked and I kinda laughed and nodded my head. It never ceases to amaze me these Tops asking that question. Next I felt his hand put slight pressure on the small of my back, the switch touched to the fullest part of my bottom and it began.

I rested my hand on her back as another measure of
helping her to stay in place. I was not going to try
and hold her that way, of course, but often just
feeling that “holding” presence can make the
difference in someone trying to raise up rather than
staying in position.

Holy Shit! Immediately my head whipped up, unbelieving at the intensity of the line of fire being left across my bottom. It was literally seconds before I was squeezing my hands together to keep from reaching back. Rapidly he spanked, each strike feeling as if it was peeling my skin.

The first few strokes were not that hard! I started
popping the switch across the middle and lower part of
her bottom and while it was
still faster than a typical paddle or hand spanking,
it was much slower than it was going to be. I wanted
her to get an initial impression of the effect before
it was really stepped up to a good switching, too.

My thoughts:

How much longer? It can't be too much longer now.

Owww...owww...I can feel that thing hitting the
same areas. This is unbelieveable.

Hands together. Focus. Focus. Hands together. Squeeze
them tight and you won't let go.

Gawwwwd....I can stop it if I want. I can stop it. I
can stop this if I really have to.

Hang on. It can't be much longer. He has got to stop
soon. Focus. Focus on the pain. You've done it before.
Focus directly on each stroke so that your mind is
occupied doing something.

After a few strokes I increased the speed of the
switching and begin to lay them on pretty rapidly. It
didn’t take sarah long to react! She began to move
just a little, and I heard her breathing begin to
change. Her hands were clenched so tightly that I
thought that we might need a crowbar to get them
apart! And soon, she began to vocalize just a little,
with a few “Oh’s!!” They were not loud, but were
certainly audible.

But my mind, although focusing, or trying to, on the inferno on my ass would literally be whipped out of that distraction. It was a weird way of coping but one that I had done in the past. If I focused directly on the pain, my mind, in a strange way, was distracted away from it. But this time it wasn't working, because the pain itself yanked me away from that holding point that I was trying to keep grasp of.

I'm gonna have to stop this. If it goes on much
longer, I am gonna have to stop it.

You can, you know. You have the word to do it.

Just hang in there. Stick it out. It will be over
soon. It has to be.

But WHEN?? God, when? I can't deal with much more of
this.

I felt this sensation inside me. I remember thinking, I could easily start crying were this to go on for any amount of time. And I could have. I concentrated
on keeping my hands clasped, still able to consciously tell myself that there were consequences I didn't want if I were to use them to obtain a brief respite. What would that accomplish, really? Stopping the spanking wouldn't stop the blaze.

And I really tried not to, actually pride myself on not making too much commotion during a spanking, but I found myself starting to become a bit vocal. I tried to bury my face in the bed's comforter and
focus....focus....

Finally, I stopped. sarah’s bottom—the lower portion,
as noted-- was pink with the slightly raised stripes
typical of the use of a switch.

Sarah remained still, just laying across the bed, as
she had been instructed.

He stopped and I didn't move. He had told me not to until he gave the okay. And when he gave the okay, I got up and started to pull up my pants but he stopped me. "Lemme take a look." He said and bent me over slightly, checking out my bottom. In my mind, Is it ooozing blood?? Do I have skin left?? Knowing it wasn't and I did, but still.

This is a great observation on the power of the
switch! Had this been a true punishment sarah had—by
her own admission—received something which had a
profound affect on her. She wanted NO more of this
medicine! And she’s imagining the worst about the
condition of her bottom! Yes, other than the one small
area on the hip, her bottom displayed no more than a
good pinkish coloration with some very minor welting.
I checked again about 20 minutes or so later, and it
was still the same.

We sat and talked some more. "Dontcha wanna rub?" He asked and I assured him that I wasn't really one to rub, and I wasn't. He told me that I could proudly state that I had gotten a 'whoopin', or a 'good old fashioned Southern whipping', as the South tended to favor switches for discipline.

Yes! I noted that as a budding writer in our special
field, she now could relate on a much more personal
basis to the experiences of millions of Southern
children, and perhaps some fair Southern belles, over
the generations.

Hmph! I could relate very well through imagination thank you very much!

Once more we checked to make sure my stripes were okay. I was a bit surprised to see that they resembled some of the striped bottoms I'd seen in some caning pics. Battle wounds! I was proud of them as well.

We called it a night and said goodbye. I really didn't notice the lingering effect tho, until that night when I was in bed, with all distraction gone. Like many bottoms, the after effect of a spanked bottom is a pleasant thing to experience. I am feeling the effects even today, days later!

And that's the tale of my first (and hopefully only) switching!

(Let’s see how she does with her smoking! That will be
the true tale of the tail!)

[spanked~amber]

Oh wow ! I loved this story. Especially that it comes from two views. So sorry for your discomfort and nervousness Sarah.. Thanks bunches for sharing it and hope you will post more of your spanking experiences

[Gary D.]

A wonderful story Sarah..very much enjoyed. I particularly liked the reference to "a keen switch" that brought back many old memories.
I'll be bringing some switches to the Jan. BU party!

Gary D.

[RG_]

Originally Posted by Gary D.

I particularly liked the reference to "a keen switch"

That term was in common use when I was growing up in the South. A keen switch was one picked and trimmed especially for the purpose of imparting discipline to the wayward youth.

Frankly, as a child, I wasn't too keen on them.

[Gary D.]

Originally Posted by RG_

That term was in common use when I was growing up in the South. A keen switch was one picked and trimmed especially for the purpose of imparting discipline to the wayward youth.

Frankly, as a child, I wasn't too keen on them.

Neither was I, but.............now it's my turn to do the switching

Gary D.

[spanked~amber]

Thats not fair Gary. I wasn't "keen" on switches either.

[Gary D.]

Originally Posted by spanked~amber

Thats not fair Gary. I wasn't "keen" on switches either.

and I bet you're still not "keen" on them now either but of course it's fair.........all part of a Top being diverse and versatile.

Gary D.

[spanked~amber]

Originally Posted by Gary D.

Neither was I, but.............now it's my turn to do the switching

Gary D.

Originally Posted by RG_

That term was in common use when I was growing up in the South. A keen switch was one picked and trimmed especially for the purpose of imparting discipline to the wayward youth.

Frankly, as a child, I wasn't too keen on them.

Originally Posted by Gary D.

and I bet you're still not "keen" on them now either but of course it's fair.........all part of a Top being diverse and versatile.

Gary D.

Amazing how it's fair for a top to use the word "Fair" but if we bottoms try that we just get into more trouble.

[BlackVelvet007]

There's fair and then there's fair. Or as I like to put it, "What ees thees Fair concept you spake of??" (in best foreign accent)

[sarah thorne]

Originally Posted by Gary D.

.....now it's my turn to do the switching

Gary D.

Oh wow! We got someone who does some switching!! Bend over, Gary, and I'll gladly 'switch'...........

sarah