I’ve written in the past about a head prefect punishing his girlfriend; in many ways, it’s one of my favourite spanking fantasies. I don’t think I’ve ever played it as a scene – the beard gets in the way of me feeling like a credible prefect – but it’s something I return to again and again.
That was the case in a recent dream: a batch of four girls had been sent to be caned. The head prefect arrived to deal with them – and found that his girlfriend, a girl in the lower sixth, was amongst them. He dealt with them in turn – making sure to give his loved one the hardest caning of all, for fear of anyone accusing him of going soft and taunting her for having had it easy.
But here’s the interesting thing: for, having played out the scenario as I slept, my mind was clearly unhappy with the outcome. How much more powerful would it be if, rather than her bending over to be whacked – and thus with my starlet looking away from her boyfriend – the girls were tawsed on their hands, with the clear instruction to “look at me while I’m punishing you”. So the dream rewound to the prefect walking into the room, but this time carrying an XH strap and proceeding to discipline them with that. The same rules applied: he punished his girl the hardest. Yet this time he could see her tears and she had no choice but to watch him as he hurt her.
Abel, my dear, you scare me sometimes 😉