Mrs. Lion’s Mighty Spanking Spoon

 

 

As Mrs. Lion wrote in her post yesterday, I was punished for not reminding her that Thursday is punishment day. We had a weekend visitor a week ago so we temporarily moved Mrs. Lion’s paddle collection to the basement. When it came time to punish me, the paddles were still downstairs. Earlier last week, I was spanked for spilling on my shirt. The paddles were downstairs and Mrs. Lion used her heavy, spanking spoon.

She administered a painful spanking that night. She hit hard and fast. She seemed a bit unsatisfied with her handiwork. The spoon has never been her favorite disciplinary tool. Ironically, the spoon is one of the few toys that bruised my bottom. When she finished, she said that she would get the rest of her paddles.

Friday night arrived and it was time to spank me. The paddles were still in the basement. I asked if she wanted to get them. She said she didn’t and got the spoon. This spanking was different than the one on Tuesday night. It hurt more, a lot more. She started with fairly light swats. She maintained a cruelly, fast pace. The pain set in very quickly.

She alternated with five or ten swats to my  left cheek and then repeated them on my right. Over and over, harder and harder the unrelenting swats went on. She uses the convex side of the spoon. The force of her blows are concentrated on a small area of tender flesh.

As she continued to hit me she said,

“Why didn’t I think of this before?”

“What?” I grunted.

“It’s much better if I keep hitting the same spots.”

Oh. I understood why the pain was so intense. Mrs. Lion was using clusters of very fast, hard swats on the same small area on each cheek. Over and over. Harder and harder. I had to escape. I started to roll away. She gave me a hard look and I rolled back into position. She resumed sharp, fast, hits to those two small areas.

It was unbearable. Fortunately, she took mercy on me and stopped. She was pleased with herself. Apparently, a disciplinary light bulb went on in her head. She realized that she had discovered an effective way to make her spanking more painful. It’s true. She did.

She said I was red. Of course, I couldn’t see it. My bottom, right on the sit spot was sore for a while after she finished. Something new happened.

In all fairness, Mrs. Lion has used various paddles to give me very painful spankings. Friday’s wasn’t the worst she’s dished out. That’s not the point. Clearly, she and her spoon found an effective way to work together. She seemed to be in more control of the pain she gave me.

More importantly, this spanking was different. It was nothing like prior punishments or play spankings. It felt more focused. Had she gone on for a while longer, she might have produced tears. This spanking clearly hurt me much more than it hurt her.

From a technical perspective, by concentrating on a small area, she had a better chance of giving me a lasting bruise. If she did, she could move her aim a few inches and continue unabated. I also don’t think she was hitting as hard as she could. I got the sense that Friday was sort of an experiment, a test of a new technique.

If that’s the case, I imagine that she will continue using her spoon to spank me. She’ll apply it with more force for many more swats. She may have to sit on me to keep me still. I really wanted to get away.  If she wanted to spank me again if, for example, I forget to thank her, she can do so on two new spots.

I have to admit that I’m more than a little afraid of that wooden spoon.