Taken from a real time session; a view through the door to my disciplinary suite.

Casually dressed in a short skirt, nylons and heels, I instruct my submissive across my whipping bench. Partially restrained and naked, his anticipation increases as I calmly explain just how hard I intend to beat him today.

Beginning with a long, hard hand spanking, his poor pale skin is no match for my right hand. A small leather paddle, packed with a sting allows me to paint a vivid shade of pink across his whole backside.

Swiftly followed by calm, calculated tawse strokes; the le...

Taken from a real time session; a view through the door to my disciplinary suite.

Casually dressed in a short skirt, nylons and heels, I instruct my submissive across my whipping bench. Partially restrained and naked, his anticipation increases as I calmly explain just how hard I intend to beat him today.

Beginning with a long, hard hand spanking, his poor pale skin is no match for my right hand. A small leather paddle, packed with a sting allows me to paint a vivid shade of pink across his whole backside.

Swiftly followed by calm, calculated tawse strokes; the leather strap lashes down repeatedly and I delight as I see him struggle under the impact.

Finally, I ready myself for his caning. Limbering and flexing the rattan to test it's durability, before a chilling test stroke in mid air. A no count caning ensues.

Beginning with whippy, stingy strokes and building to brutal, heavy thuds as I move through a selection of four canes. Straight and crook handled, senior dragon and reformatory.