This post of Abel's over at The Spanking Writers brought back a happy, painful memory.
Abel writes about clearing out a window-sill garden and before throwing out a deceased orchid, noticing it had been propped up by "a rather nice cane." And as you might imagine, the business end of that cane finds its way to Haron's backside.
I got a bamboo garden cane "just because I was there" too. We were housesitting for A.'s brother and he found it in the back garden. And like he does whenever he finds something he can pervert, he immediately had to try it on me. Though since the back garden is rather public to the adjoining terraces, it was with my trousers up. (At least I think they were. I have a vague memory of complaining that "people will see" but I don't remember if it was one of those moments where I was feeling particularly brave.)
Later that night when I had been really bratty (you're shocked now, I'm sure) he used it on my bare backside. Ouch indeed.
Though I still think rattan is more ouchie. It's definitely more stingy. A local friend of mine used a thicker bamboo cane on me later and broke the thing on me after a good 70 strokes. I mean, it did hurt, just not with the intensity that I've now come to associate with a whippy rattan cane.
Monday, May 15, 2006
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It's strange that I like garden canes as well as I do, since I've got unpleasant childhood associations with them. However, my mother wasn't doing much gardening until I had already realized that my problem with spankings was context rather than content, so that may be the reason I like them.
Mostly, though, it's 'cause they're way cheap and very quiet. Plus, we're too cheap (aka, too broke) to pay what (adult) toy stores charge for canes, so garden canes it is.
They are cheap and quiet indeed. At Whole Foods they run for about 99 cents.
Our rattan cane is the most expensive toy in our collection at $25. Everything else has either been on clearance or from a thrift store (the Brits donate the pervyiest stuff).
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