Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Conversations with Spankos: Brutality
What constitutes brutality, within the confines of spanking and/or corporal punishment? Is it subjective?
Conversations with Spankos: Chapter 7
I've seen many photos, videos, and written accounts of what could be called 'Corporal Brutality'...extreme paddling, caning, or whipping scenes where the bottom's bottom is reduced to smithereens. Usually, these are things which I would consider 'brutal'. (This is not a discussion of consent, as I believe all spanking and cp-related activities should be based in consent.) I wonder..am I being judgmental? What does it matter whether the play is extra-heavy, if that is what all parties are seeking? Or is there some physical-damage-border that just shouldn't be crossed?
Several weeks ago, I received an email from a lovely gentleman who'd located me on the website of my friends at Caneiac.com. Following a nice introduction he explained that he'd not been disciplined in many years, and had never experienced a 'judicial' session. He requested that I consider helping him change that by delivering a merciless, bound punishment.
I do not often agree to scenes of this severity, for several reasons - the main one being that I am not stimulated by overt brutality. Other considerations such as health and safety of the bottom notwithstanding, it just isn't that much fun for me to beat someone's bottom beyond recognition. Strawberries, bruises, and deep-red cane stripes tickle me to no end, but I'm happier keeping all your blood on the inside of your body.
In this case, however, I acquiesced. There was something to the sincerity of the request..
I often tell my playmates that I can spot a spanko 'from a mile away' during email and conversation, and this gentleman managed to so eloquently convey his desires that I found myself happily agreeing to take him beyond anyplace he'd been before.
After securely yet comfortably binding him at four points, and with no warm up, I applied repeated heavy blows with a wicked French Martinet - which immediately broke his pale, thin skin, followed by numerous hard hits with the Naughty Stick. In most other cases, and from the condition of his bottom, I would have stopped there, but he never twitched. Never cried out. Smiled like a champion from ear to ear throughout it all, even the alcohol which I sprayed on intermittently.
So I continued.
I landed a thin, whippy rattan cane over and over and over onto his bottom and upper thighs, raising a hot, angry little welt with each impact, then followed with a much thicker cane for the final round. His bottom and thighs took dozens of hard strokes with this final cane, and were covered in radiating red-black slashes by the time I'd finished. He only screamed once.
It was intense, to say the very least. As rough as his backside looked, he was still simply beaming. I cannot describe properly the energy that was flowing at that point, but we were both immensely pleased with the experience. He has since written to say that this was one of the most amazing things he's experienced, and I am so very grateful for that.
Was it brutal? You betcha.
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