Saw the picture of this paddle and it sort of terrified me… my first thought was the name, ‘Miranda’s Helper’ – like, I was ‘Miranda’ and I needed to be paddled this badly so often that my insightful disciplinarian got this just to redden (blister) my bottom… and, of course, that wasn’t nearly enough – it has an odd shape, thicker in the middle, I guess to make it stiff without being heavy, I can only guess that that lets you get more swats before being to bruised to continue? (weep)
I’m sure it’s an at-least-slightly-thick hardwood paddle – not one of those novelty Cracker Barrel ones that sting like blazes but you can forget about after… shellacked or something, right? I know how those hurt…
And the holes – a row of small holes… I’ve been spanked with paddles with holes, they hurt like hell! I’ve been spanked by paddles like this, without the holes, without the thicker ‘spine’, and I always knew I’d been spanked! Even over jeans a couple of times, except that doesn’t matter, because clearly those days are long gone!
But the worst part about the holes is that whoever got this for me – the long-fingernailed woman on the left – clearly thought I was in need of frequent corrections using a paddle with ‘a little something extra’ to get the job done! So she is not using it lightly!
I like this pic because she’s not ‘exposed’… I know, it happens, but I like to imagine that it doesn’t – or it’s not noticeable. The shame of exposure is bad enough, but if there just happened to be any evident arousal… well, that’s a no-no, right?
At the same time, she’s been paddled on her bare skin, but her bottom’s not truly bare! So I’m begging and promising that I’ve had enough, but I know at some point my panties have to come down and then the real (!!!) spanking can ‘begin’! OMG!!
Lastly, it looks like that paddle’s been used in mostly the same spot, much more than once or twice! And when my panties come down, will it move lower? Right where I’ll feel it for days, having to try to sit there without letting the whole world know that I still need to be spanked with my own special paddle? Will I be sobbing, begging, pleading – and mostly promising, my nose running, trying to get words out as my knees wobble and ‘She’ waits for me to steady while she lines up another swat?
I don’t really understand how I misbehaved after one or several paddlings like that – I certainly didn’t try to! Please don’t let me ever need another one? (ut oh – does that mean ‘make this one worse'? Nooooo!!!)
This appeared on my original Tumblr and as far as I can see, I haven't posted it since - so here it is.
