Comments on: A Christmas caning

By: Rob

Rob — Mon, 01 Jan 2007 00:17:02 +0000

Thrashing a sick girl is out of the question – and the only monitoring she usually needs is the occasional bowl of chicken soup or pot of tea….but heh 364 out of 365 days is a pretty good innings (PS don’t read anything else into the use of that last word! and yes I know I am exaggerating, but only slightly!) Not to mention that it leaves you something to look forward to in the New Year…….

By: Abel

Abel — Sun, 31 Dec 2006 17:25:47 +0000

PS anyone who’s not read Pandora’s post “On the third day of Christmas” is strongly encouraged to head straight over to her blog!

By: Abel

Abel — Sun, 31 Dec 2006 17:21:05 +0000

Well, I’m guessing Rob’s already well past midnight, so “Happy New Year” to you before the rest of us get to join you in 2007!

I do love the idea of the 12 stroke countdown. Poor Haron has a cold, though, so I’m having to monitor her condition closely to see if she’s fit enough. Thrashing a sick girl would just be cruel!

By: Rob

Rob — Sun, 31 Dec 2006 09:17:30 +0000

Abel: We are closer to midnight on New Year’s Eve than you are currently, and my guy is thinking ahead with a suitable plan: he figured 12 strokes of a freshly cut bamboo to count down to midnight. i.e 12 months in a year, 12 strokes of the clock at midnight, leading to the inevitable 12 strokes of the cane. I don’t like this plan myself, as 12 in 12 seconds doesn’t sound like fun to me. But anyway, if you are still short of a plan yourself, you can improvise on that idea……..whilst I work on being scarce at the appointed time…….

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU BOTH!!!!

By: Amber

Amber — Wed, 27 Dec 2006 15:46:42 +0000

I think it’s three years, but don’t quote me on that.

By: Pandora

Pandora — Wed, 27 Dec 2006 11:49:18 +0000

Haha, I had the “Jesus birthday spanking” idea as well, and counted myself lucky that neither of my lords took me up on it! Although wouldn’t it be 2010 strokes? 2006 plus however many years the medieval monks got it wrong by … which I seem to remember was somewhere between 4-8. If I’d known when I was researching this that it would correspond directly to cane strokes received later in life, I would probably have been much more careful to remember…

By: Amber

Amber — Tue, 26 Dec 2006 19:18:01 +0000

As to the New Years – here is a profane idea in the spirit of the Old Country, hope it won’t make Haron mad: you can have a Grandfather Frost (Russian Santa) and Snegurochka (his ambiguous “granddaughter”) roleplay – this relationship always seemed so suspicious to me. Say, Snegurochka (his helper) messes-up the gifts… The said Grandfather Frost, if I recall correctly, is frequently portrayed with a staff…

By: Amber

Amber — Tue, 26 Dec 2006 17:02:51 +0000

Hey! I found myself in a similar situation – I have to say that Xmas with two days of celebrating, extremely fun mass complete with singing among friends and family who’ve been away (we sounded so beautiful, it’s unbelievable), myriad of gifts (J.’s mom and dad gave us a digital camera, which I wanted so bad because we didn’t have one and I wanted to take pictures of the growing baby and the fun farm projects), and a young baby at your feet, not to mention excellent food and endless caroling, let me to throwing a rather embarrassing fit (I not a bad person but terribly short of temper).

You see, it’s all about me being ready to go home and J. not being ready – there’s always a potential for a conflict there. You see, I am not ever mean to anyone else but I can be mean to my husband. I am so ashamed of myself. He was so upset with me last night, including saying “go back to your barbarian country!” (which he didn’t mean), that he promised that he wasn’t going to speak to me for two weeks and wasn’t going to spank me, either. Of course, he didn’t keep either of these promises. He ended up giving me 15 strokes with a flexi-ruler he gave me for Christmas (something between plastic and rubber?), and orange in color at that, with the words “It’s academic” on it (he spanked me with the smooth side, thankfully). For all the fancy tawses and paddles, that little thing he bought for me specifically for this purpose left the most impression – so short and a good balance between manageable and flexible. I’ll take a picture of it later. He asked me to say “I’m sorry” after counting out each stroke.

The spanking immediately made me feel much better. The pain certainly has the quality of expiating the misdeed and wiping away the feeling of guilt, or, at least, most of it.

He also told me that I had to go to confession. It has a similar effect, and he mainly meant it for my own peace of mind rather than as a means of punishing me.

(Please don’t think bad things about me – I am quick to own up to my transgressions. And sorry about the long post).

By: Rob

Rob — Tue, 26 Dec 2006 12:40:48 +0000

“But it worked” – as in 25 hard strokes of the cane settled her down?? Taking a chance there weren’t you? That sort of treatment has been known to rev one up too. Perhaps it calmed the child, but fuelled the woman…..