Playing with my new canes

A few months back, I decided that it really was time for me to have a set of custom-made canes, to adorn the wonderful whip rack that Cath gave me last Christmas, which hangs in pride of place in the bedroom.

I did a fair amount of research before placing my order, wanting something special, and finally settled on an American company, Prysm. Their website was intriguing:

We use only top quality Indonesian (lunchi) Kooboo rattan for our handcrafted canes. Kooboo rattan is the most consistently sized and has the best flex available. The rattan has been left in its natural state, with the bark intact.

What makes our rattan canes the ultimate? Our PATENTED Oil Filled Process. You can expect excellence in appearance, flexibility, and overall superior quality performance with an extended life distinguishing them from common water processed rattan canes.

Item received may not look exactly as shown due to the inherent nature of being a handmade natural material/product.

So, I wrote:

I wondered if you could confirm a price for a set of six canes, all with a black braid handle, one in each thickness from junior up to the 16-17mm size, each 30 inches long, shipped to the UK. (Having them all the same length is really important!)

After a friendly correspondence, the order was placed, and soon after they arrived. Slightly strangely, customs hadn’t asked for their usual import fees: perhaps they realised that there were girls out there needing beating, and waved the package through accordingly.

I gave Haron one whack with each cane when they first arrived – and, memorably, bruised my own left hand with the heaviest one when I tried to assess their weight! All six are beautifully balanced and perfectly weighted; just the right length, and (much as they’re less conventional in school scenes) I do prefer straight-handled canes. The lightest one is remarkably whippy; the thickest two are really only for those who enjoy more thuddy implements.

They came into their own last Friday, on the eve of my current sojourn in Egypt… My really rather lovely play partner for the evening was stripped naked at the foot of the staircase, then taken upstairs and made to select a cane from the rack for her beating. She (rather bravely) chose the third heaviest; I decided that we’d better use the one either side of that in weight, too, to make sure she’d made the most appropriate choice, and made her bend over the end of the bed.

Before the evening was out, mind, all six had been used – hard, enthusiastically – and her backside and thighs (both front and back) were beautifully striped. Oh, and the XH Lochgelly and a slipper or two may have made an appearance in the midst of proceedings, too! (The effects apparently lasted well into the following day, when a DM revealed that it was hurting to sit on even the soft seats that she’d chosen in a pub for lunch!). It was truly lovely play; I hope it’ll be repeated as soon as my travels permit.