The Arsenal: Canes

Abel and Haron's Collection of Canes - from the Spanking Writers

Twelve of the very best. Let’s pick a couple out:

The furthest to the left. That’s taped up. It broke. When I was using it as a fly swat. Seemed a shame to throw it away, though.

Counting from the left: number four (the darkish one, before the lighter canes). My favourite, and several girls’ least favourite. Quite heavy, but still incredibly whippy. However, there’s a certain extra frisson for Haron, dressed in school uniform for a scene, knowing that this one was formerly the property of a school.

The next in (fifth from the left). A junior cane – light, whippy, and remarkably effective. One of the first canes I owned. *Very* nice!

The right-hand cane – the straight one. I love this – it’s just the right length, it’s perfectly balanced, it’s heavy enough to make a girl howl. Lovely.

Across the top of the photo. A Singapore cane. No, this doesn’t get used very often, or very hard. But it’s interesting, to say the least.

Any votes on which I should use the next time I cane Haron? (No, *not* the Singapore one!).

12 thoughts on “The Arsenal: Canes

  • 28 January, 2007 at 1:31 pm
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    “It’s heavy enough to make a girl howl. Lovely.” Honestly, Abel, there are moments when I would like to grab and twist, if you get my gist…..

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  • 28 January, 2007 at 2:33 pm
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    Hehe, you wouldn’t, Rob, if you knew how lovely it really is :)

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  • 28 January, 2007 at 3:33 pm
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    Haron: OK – I’ll take your word for it, and work on the basis that they are howls of joy.

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  • 28 January, 2007 at 3:39 pm
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    Well, mmmm, not quite. They are howls of agony. But agony can be so, so lovely.

    OK, that made me sound like a right pervert; I’ll shut up now.

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  • 28 January, 2007 at 6:21 pm
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    Wonder how many of your regular readers have, like me, been poring over this picture trying to work out which members of the arsenal they have “met” personally 😉

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  • 28 January, 2007 at 9:45 pm
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    Haron: Yep! That’s the rub. We ask for it, we howl, and that’s lovely. We ask for it (not necessarily at any given moment, but in a general sense), they do it, and that’s lovely for them. So what’s to complain about??
    Technically nothing, but guys can sound so smug about it all and that brings out the rebel in me. My husband said I was rude to Abel – so – and you read it hear first folks –

    I’M VERY SORRY ABEL FOR BEING RUDE TO YOU. (X 100)

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  • 28 January, 2007 at 9:53 pm
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    Oh, Abel, that spread is enough to make a girl fall in love… I mean, theoretically speaking.

    You are some aficionado, that’s for sure. So nice to see this collection after making you to through the trouble of measuring like half of it… Is someone going to inherit it some day :)?

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  • 29 January, 2007 at 7:32 am
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    Talk about a comment with the potential to depress a gentleman first thing in the morning, Amber.

    I’m planning on being around for a fair while yet, so I’m hoping the issue of inheritance won’t be one that worries me for a good few decades.

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  • 29 January, 2007 at 5:54 pm
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    I was mostly admiring your arsenal, Abel. As far as I am concerned, 40 is very young. I hope you live till you are 100 :).

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  • 29 January, 2007 at 6:14 pm
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    40?

    39, I’ll have you know :-)

    Mind, I think there’s a girl who deserves 40 for ageing a gentleman unfairly…!

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  • 29 January, 2007 at 9:58 pm
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    *pouts* I am so sorry :). I just keep getting myself in more trouble… 40 you say? I’ll take it. With which one though, is the question :)?

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  • 23 July, 2007 at 11:51 pm
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    Nice! Wish my wife wasn’t so squirmish about impliments…. I would like to feel one on my ass..

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