Happy April Fool’s Day! I must be slacking as a professional brat, because I didn’t come up with any juicy April Fool’s Day jokes to play. Or maybe I’m just smart enough to know I can’t get away with anything anymore!
Recently, I had a reader write to me about the cane, and wanted me to share my thoughts on the subject, and I told him that I would be happy to write about it on my blog, as it seems the cane is the only implement that I tend to crave when I haven’t had in a while. I might even dare say it is my favorite implement, if there is such a thing! My poor reader wrote me a month ago, and I still have not answered his request! I received a very stern e-mail that got me into shape… quick! So here it is… Chloe on The Cane.
Out of all of the scenes I have done on film, only three of them have involved the cane!
Bad Tushy
Firm Hand
Dallas
I am not a big fan of the cane we have now… it was a cheap one that I bought at one of those online superstores that sells handcuffs and everything . It is bent, and looks like it was pieced together and it’s quite large (in diameter) for a cane. I know they say the thinner, the more it stings, but sometimes I wish we had a one that was a little more “authentic.” As a matter of fact, the last time it got brought out it was used to fish out a sock that got stuck behind some furniture! Now I know for certain as soon as Herb reads this blog, I am going to get it…. if only he could find the cane. Hehehe.
My dear reader also asked which position was hardest and easiest to hold, and the answer to that would have to be bent over holding my ankles. That is the absolute worst position to receive any sort of spanking. Not only does it stretch the skin, it makes me feel so much more vulnerable and ashamed. If I am ever asked to get in that position, I know I really messed up. When I was caned by Dallas, I received “12 up, 12 down,” which was 12 leaning against his mantle and 12 more lying down on a wedge that elevated my bottom so as to give a perfect target to receive my punishment.
Examining my stripes
Anyway, as for this little American girl, I do enjoy the cane…. as much as one can enjoy the pleasures of pain. I love an expert caner… one that swooshes it through the air a few times to let me know what’s coming, taps on the bottom ever so gently with the cane, as if to take aim, and then strikes, leaving those little stripes on my bottom, a visual reminder of every stroke. Don’t get me wrong, I like a pink bottom too, but that tends to fade fairly quickly these days, and one can hardly tell one smack from another.
And now, a little tribute to the cane. I must credit Richard Windsor, as I originally saw this on his blog.
April 2nd, 2009 - 1:45 pm
oh dear Chloe your poor bottie with the cane oooyah i prefer to see you spanked really cutie .lots of love and spanks from tim xxx
April 2nd, 2009 - 6:11 pm
I think there’s nothing quite like a caning. I appreciate the precision of it, and the one in trouble in a position where they must present their bottom fully for something they wish their bottom wasn’t presented for. It’s a very formal punishment, with the culprit clearly in a lot of trouble for which they should be ashamed. The wasp-sting of the cane, a sting that continues to scold on the behind for quite some time after, is a lesson that will be well considered.
For girls, I believe the cane should be reserved for serious offenses and for more recalcitrant cases. Getting her stripes should be a meaningful and memorable experience. When she twists to check her bottom in the mirror, even many days after her discipline, the vivid stripes placed with great deliberation should be a clear reminder of her misbehavior. Sitting on those stripes should also keep the lesson fresh for awhile.
Thanks for sharing your exciting experiences and thoughts on the subject, Chloe. I’m going to join the Dallas site to see your caning. You must have really been in trouble that day. Lying down on a wedge with an elevated bottom poised for the cane is a position I like even more than the typical standing and bending over, so I’ll appreciate that aspect of it as well.
April 2nd, 2009 - 8:03 pm
I’m glad you liked it, Brett. If you haven’t already joined, be sure you click on the picture and that will take you to Dallas’s site when you sign up so I will can get a little credit for your membership. Thanks!!
April 4th, 2009 - 5:44 am
Whenever I watch that TV Nation clip I get a sort of heady nostalgia feeling.
April 4th, 2009 - 10:00 am
You are a very beautiful girl
and who wouldnt want to spanked that sexy bottom of yours
April 8th, 2009 - 5:13 pm
As the reader who instigated this blog piece, may I say thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on the cane with us. And I must also say that as an Englishmen myself, it is nice to read that this “little American girl” is so partial to a dose of this quintessentially English implement!
As I said in my letter to you, I love to see a pretty girl like you getting any kind of spanking with almost any kind of implement, but for me there is nothing that quite compares to a good old fashioned caning. I am particularly fond of the school scenario where a naughty girl in school uniform is summoned to her Headmaster or Headmistresses for six of the best (or considerably more).
One of the things I love about the cane is the fact that unlike all other implements it can only ever have existed for one purpose. The use of belts, slippers, wooden spoons, even paddles as implements of correction, surely owe their origins to the fact that these were common household items which were readily available for the secondary purpose of administering domestic chastisement. But that simply isn’t true of the cane (with all due respect to your sock fishing story Chloe!). For this reason a caning possesses a distinct and compelling aura of ritual and fomality.
Then there is the visual aspect. I find the aesthetic of a crook handled cane to be sleak and elegant, yet purposeful and menacing. Indeed the mere appearance of a cane is evocative and erotic, particularly when it is bent and flexed in front of the naughty girl as she is berated for her misdemeanour and her sentence is pronounced. I also love to see the cane used to direct the naughty girl as to where and how to bend over, by pointing her in the appopriate right direction, tapping the item of furniture over which she should bend and rapping her legs, bottom or back if she is incorrectly positioned.
Then of course there is that wonderful swishing sound. As Chloe points out an expert caner should always flick the cane through the air to torment the naughty girl whilst she is lifting her skirt, dropping her nickers and bending over. There is also that exquisite crack as cane strikes buttocks.
As for the caning itself, well I love to see the girl’s facial contortions as the initial pain is followed a second or so later by the legendary stinging pain that courses throughout the whole body. Even the most hardened spanking models seem to struggle to retain their position for the duration of a caning and I have to admit that I quite like it when the naughty girl jumps up in mid caning, rubs her bottom and asks to be spared any further strokes. Not that this doesn’t mean that extra strokes should be awarded as a consequence! In fact one thing you didn’t really discuss Chloe is the sting of the cane and how it compares with other implements, particularly say the paddle?
As for the aftermath, well correct me if I am wrong, but it does seem that the sting of a cane lasts for quite a while after the final stroke and is stubbornly impervious to even the most frantic of rubbing. And then of course there is the not being able to sit down for a week syndrome in the days following the caning.
Anyway, thanks a million once again Chloe and I would be intrigued to see if you have any comments on my reply.