A severe caning punishment for a naughty girl | Spanking Story

It's been a while, since the last time that I got punished. But I knew that I needed it again. I agreed to give complete reign to my Dom tonight. He would for sure use his cane on me, and make it as humiliating as he could think of - something that I was trying to avoid. But I sadly enough know, that it is the only way I learn...

It was around 8 when I knocked on his door. He opened the door, gave me a kiss on my cheek and let me in. No other words were spoken. He just stood there, right in front of me, and grabbed my chin to make sure I was looking in his eyes. "You know you need to be punished, right?" He asked me sternly. I nodded my head. "Yes, Sir..." I whispered. "Good. Now go stand in the corner while I finish my tv show." He answered. Fuck... I felt so small. I walked slowly to the corner, put my hands on my head and stood still. I heard his footsteps closing in, and with a swift movement he pulled down my pants and panties. "That's better." He said, while he gave me a soft slap on my now bare ass. I felt ashamed, ashamed to be in my bare ass in the corner. Pants and panties on my knees. Like a little girl... But I didn't dare to protest. I knew I was already getting the worst.

After about 10 minutes I heard his footsteps again. "It's time." He whispered in my ear. "Get out of your pants and panties, loose all your close and go grab me the cane." He ordered me with his low strict voice. My heart started beating in my chest, I felt a warm feeling going through my body and I did as he ordered. I undressed myself completely in front of his eyes, then walked to the table in the middle of the room, where the cane was laying. Ready and well. I grabbed it and walked back to him. I didn't dare to look in his eyes. The cane was a thick one, a long, thick wooden cane. All I could think of was that this is gonna hurt.

"Now present yourself, lil girl. Knees on the coffee table, ass up, face down, hands on the floor. Let me see all of you."

I felt so embarrassed, so ashamed, but I did as he ordered, There I was, with my naked ass high up in the air, my face down to the ground. He could see all of me, all my private parts.

"Present yourself to me, open yourself up. Spread it." He ordered me now, while I felt his hands softly on my ass cheeks and near my pussy lips. "Yes, Sir..." I whispered softly, and I grabbed back. I hold my holes open for him, I presented myself. "Good Girl." He said. "Now stay like that, while I go grab myself a drink."

Fuck. He knew I hated the wait. He knew how humiliating this was, in the middle of the room, naked, spread wide open... I hated him. But damn. I loved it too.

After a few minutes I heard his footsteps again, and shortly after I his hands softly over my upper tighs. Then he spit on my ass hole. Fuck, his warm saliva felt so good there. And a few seconds after I felt the cane resting between my cheeks. "You can place your hands in front of you now, and keep them there." He told me strictly. "Please... not in between..." I begged him softly. "You know you deserve it, don't you?"

"Yes, Sir..."

"Good. Now be quiet."

The first stroke landed between my cheeks. It hurt so bad, I felt my asshole and pussy lips in pain. But this pain, this warm sensation felt so incredibly good too. Only the few seconds of impact were really painful, the seconds after were just pure pleasure. I took 25 strokes with the cane in between my cheeks, my new personal record. Then I started to cry softly, but I hold position. I knew I deserved this punishment. My asshole was hot and in pain, pulsing slowly, as was my pussy. The sensation was incredible. I loved pushing myself and my body, and I loved feeling this pain, But as well feeling like I was his.

Then he let me stand up, and bend over the couch for the last part of my punishment. A caning on my ass cheeks, as I have had earned before - way too often. But he had no mercy this time, he caned me hard. Pretty sure he used all his force. With every stroke he left a dark red stripe on my white butt cheeks. These marks would stick around for a few weeks, I was sure of that. Another followed, and I begged and whined. I tried to move but he hold me in position and kept on going. He let me count the final 10. Another, another, and a final stroke. My ass red as it could be, beautifully striped from the caning. My asshole and pussy lips burning still from the punishment before. His final cane stroke was on my upper thighs. I screamed, and cried. But I needed and had deserved this.

When I catched my breath I thanked him. "Thank you for the caning, Sir" I cried softly. "Did you deserve this?" He asked me in return. "Yes Sir, I deserved all of it. Thank you for taking such good care of me." And that earned me my hug. He hugged me and rubbed my painful butt.

I felt his fingers softly touching my asshole and pussy lips, just as little massage, as extra sensation, not to go in. Although, I was pretty sure he had felt how wet I was, but this was a punishment for me. No sexual pleasure right after - this time.

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