This story is a special dedication to Jenny. Even after the most severe caning, a girl's striped bottom usually becomes flawless after two or three weeks. In the worst case, the girl will be left with one or two small scars as a stinging memory. However, after the whipping, the girl will deeply and lastingly meditate on the stinging lesson learned through the punishment and will thank her father for the corporal correction on her naked skin. By severely disciplining a girl with a cane on her naked skin, you correct her behavior and bring her on the right path. The cane is the best teacher. --W… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Oh, my poor striped ass, mercilessly whipped by daddy's rod. My dear diary, I'm writing this lying on my stomach, of course, and I'm completely naked. I can't stand having clothes on my roughly whipped, whipped teenage ass. I have an ice pack on my bottom. Mommy put cream on the marks (which are horrible purple stripes that are almost ready to open) and that felt good, but it hurt terribly -These two rebellious teenage buttocks were simply begging for daddy's rod, and when I was little, my stepdad had no mercy when it came to disciplining me. Both my stepdad and I believed that a fairly regula… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Oh, my poor striped ass, mercilessly whipped by Daddy's rod. My dear diary, I'm writing this lying on my stomach, of course, and I'm completely naked. I can't stand having clothes on my roughly whipped, whipped teenage ass. I have an ice pack on my bottom. Mom put cream on the marks (which are horrible purple stripes that are almost ready to open) and that felt good, but it hurt terribly. I was thinking about Daddy's huge erection when he was body-correcting me, as he often liked to say. When I think about my severe whipping, it makes me so hot between my legs. My roughly disciplined striped a… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Mara, my stepdaughter, sings like a soprano Mara had found Matercane's reputation as one of the most sadistic masters of harsh corporal punishment. I used the thin cane and the willow rod for the slightest infraction and the punishments were administered without mercy. When I cut her with the cane on her bare skin, I was very excited and Mara screamed like a soprano..Mara was a thin, tall girl, made for the cane. The longer the rod, the worse it cut the girl's buttocks. If nothing particularly serious had happened, about 80 cm was enough for my stepfather. However, to compensate for serious of… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

The hazel switch rose and fell, and rose and fell in an infernal rhythm on my 19-year-old stepdaughter's ass. The striped 19-year-old girl's ass convulsed, jumped and rose and fell in rhythm with the hazel stick. I was cutting Mara thirstily while in my pants my erection was huge. Mara needed a harsh lesson in submission, in maximum pain and that gave me a special pleasure. The hazel switch danced frantically on my striped ass. It doesn't matter how many times I've been beaten with the hazel switch so far. Each new whipping of the bare ass is a new experience and is just as bad, if not worse,… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

At 18, Mara was a beautiful girl with long, lean legs, a wasp-like body with small breasts, a round ass made for the cane. I punished her with the cane or the rod for almost anything, long, humiliating punishments with striped, purple and juicy buttocks. I would whip her hard, the erect cock in her pants demanded the harsh punishment. - Since the girl clearly deserved the punishment, she clearly needed to be whipped severely. Some might have called it cruel, but she felt it was the best thing for Mara in the long run. A little pain and humiliation now would keep her from doing bad things in th… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

The worst part was my position. I looked up between my legs and saw the towering figure of Mastercane, his face grim, his lips pursed in a fierce snarl, the switch whipping through the air again and again, snapping across my bare thighs just inches from my face. I started to cry and cry in panic. It was too much. It was too humiliating. I couldn’t take it anymore! I whimpered and wobbled and groaned loudly, but the switch kept going. I heard the sound of each blow more than I felt it, and the sound depressed me and filled my stomach with despair. Swish, swish, swishhh came as regularly as clo… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

My stepdaughter just turned fourteen. Her mother is away for a while, so I take care of her. I keep a close eye on her, I know she needs severe discipline. During the whipping, Mara jumps like crazy and doesn't stay in the punishment position, despite the additional punishments. She has a lot of energy and I need to find a solution as soon as possible. At fourteen, Mara is a slim teenager with long, black hair and fair skin. During the corporal punishment, when she is stripped naked, I marvel at the appetizing forms of a woman in formation, wide hips, long, thin legs, developing breasts and na… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

The second blow of the cane came hard, literally crushing the teenage buttocks that were starting to break. Where the buried tip, at the base of her right cheek, appeared a massive black mark, ugly and unbearably sensitive. Cruelly, I placed the cane in the same place and without waiting for her to recover from the second blow. The effect was magical and produced the result I wanted. Mara, already writhing on the table from the second blow, was not ready for the third so quickly. The cane fell again and again, writhing in pain. It was too much for her and she released it, her hands flashing a… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

A Hard Spanking for Mara, My Stepdaughter I gestured to the long, yellow punishment rod on the desk. “I’m going to spank you with the rod now, Mara. I’m going to spank you really hard on your bare buttocks with the rod. It’s going to sting terribly. The stripes I’m going to make with the rod will hurt. But I want you to learn from the pain. I want you to change, to be a different Mara. I want you to be a good girl.” — That’s it. Let’s not talk anymore. It’s time for your punishment and I assure you I’ll make it memorable. You’re going to get the spanking of your life. — Mastercan, please for… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

“You know why you’re here,” he said sternly. “I suppose you’re supposed to cut me with the stick,” Mara said. "Mastercane," he turned and grabbed a long, thin cane from the rack on the wall. It was hard rattan, as thin as the girl, but nearly a full meter of an extraordinary whip. Undress, Mastercane commanded. The white panties were the size of a handkerchief, a tiny triangle of fabric nestled between mounds of round, pale flesh. . He stared in disbelief at the creamy white buttocks, the distinct separation between them. . He simply couldn't believe the wonder of that round ass that moone… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

"The purpose of this switch in my hand is to apply it quickly and precisely to these sensitive parts of this teen's bare ass, whipping her right here, below where her thighs begin, and just above, so that, without leaving any cuts or marks, the pain, tears, and movements of her bare ass will ensure that this switch leaves a memorable impression that this behavior will never be considered unacceptable again. "Never use a switch on a teen's ass when you're angry; but I assure you, it's useful, especially on a naughty girl's bare ass," I looked at this young lady who had begun to sweat, "I'm goi… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Mara had found Matercane reputation as one of the more sadistic masters to be well deserved. He used the cane and the strap for the slightest infraction and his punishments were administered mercilessly. My stepdaughter leaned over the desk. "Undressed" Mastercane "Please sir- no," "Are you questioning me?" Mastercane asked in a threatening tone. "If I'm forced to repeat myself, your punishment is automatically doubled." . "I suggest you hold on tightly," Mastercane said. Mara,my stepdaughter grabbed on to the edge of the desk. Her felt the cane brush lightly across his bottom. And the… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Is my favourite implement of correction. The wonderful sound of a cane swishing through the air, followed by the sharp 'crack' that confirms it has bitten nicely into the offered bare bottom of the recipient at my mercy. I love the resultant gasping and howling as the white hot line of fire burns deep into his bottom cheeks. Then, as the cane is raised in preparation of the next stroke, I can observe the white tramlines left by the cane gradually fill with colour and mature into a vivid weal. A serious cane in the hands of somebody who knows how to use it can be excruciating. . I usually cane… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Quit looking so grim, girl. You act like you've never been caned before." "I h-haven't, sir." "What? You mean your father never thrashed you?" The frightened girl shook her head. I gapped in astonishment. "Not even once? Not even at school?" "No sir." This certainly explained Amy's unnatural terror. Her pretty face was pale and drawn, her normally vivacious personality gone quiet and forlorn. Her slender body, blossoming with the verge of womanhood, trembled nervously as she stood in the middle of my study. "We will change that. Fifteen is much too old to have never experienced the rod."… Διαβάστε περισσότερα