Lynn
and I were giving Timothy a chance to experience life
on the top side of leather. Lynn told Tim to pick one
of the paddles hanging from the head of the bed and use
it on me.
Tim looked over the five instruments that were hanging
there and chose a traditional wooden paddle, one similar
to those used in fraternity hazings. It's seventeen inches
long, narrow at the handling end, about 3.5 inches wide
on the business end, and made of highly polished maple
laminate.
Timothy had tied me spread eagle upright at the foot of
the bed and began telling us how he had chosen this paddle
because it was wider than the others and therefore wouldn't
hurt as much. Later, when he was bare butt across the
bed, I was able to correct Tim's assumptions about paddles
and pain.
My collection is more utilitarian than extensive. There's
the wooden paddle that he had chosen, an 18 inch long
riding crop, a two inch wide black leather paddle, a double
thick paddle of razor strap leather, and a clothes brush
from which I've removed the bristles. Each piece has its
own effect. Tim's statement that wider meant less pain
wasn't exactly true.
The effect of any paddle depends on a variety of things:
force and speed of the blow, type and texture of the paddle,
part of the body struck, and condition of the boy being
beaten.
Any of the instruments, in fact, could be made to hurt
really well, or could be used more gently without any
serious effect.
Assuming for the sake of this discussion that the force
and place of application doesn't vary from paddle to paddle,
the wooden paddle that Tim chose ranks three out of five
in effect. Its smooth, wooden surface can pack a real
sting to it. It is easy to grasp and has a nice swing,
especially when you want to really wail at ass. It's not
the kind of toy that I begin with, but when I've got a
boy's butt ready for a good beating, it is quite satisfactory.
The thinner leather covered paddle is good for beginning.
It is a thin metal shaft covered with leather. It is quite
flexible. Its relatively thin width makes it easy to be
especially selective on where the blows land.
Next up the scale is the riding crop, which is probably
more a mix between whip and paddle. Crops are among my
favorite because they allow a real precision of aim. The
loop of leather at their end is nice and snappy but doesn't
do a great deal of damage. On the other hand, if one wishes
to concentrate the force of the blow with the shaft, crops
can leave very nice red marks.
I like to watch a crop color a specific spot. They are
very utilitarian in that regard. I enjoy using them on
genitalia, as well as on backs. On can really mark a back
with them quite easily. When done right, they leave a
very nice criss-cross effect.
My boy Mike doesn't like the next paddle. It is the newest
addition to my collection and since it was on sale at
IML for only ten dollars I couldn't resist the bargain.
It is two pieces of thick leather sewn together. The last
four inches of leather, though, are left loose so that
they form a flap. This gives a double effect. First, one
piece of the leather hits the bottom and then moments
later the second piece hits the first, giving the effect
that that the bottom is hit twice.
The flap also causes a loud sound. It's my theory that
the noise is just as bothersome to Mike as the pain, since
it increases the psychological effect.
The last paddle, actually a modified clothes brush, is
the most painful. I reserve its use for discipline, that
is for when I think that a boy needs to be punished for
some infraction or disobedience. When I use it, it invariably
leaves a strong mark, often black and blue with just two
or three swats.
Having pulled the bristles out of the brush, the paddle
has six rows of small holes in its surface. It is these
perforations that cause the increased pain. A smooth paddle
actually pushes a layer of air against the flesh as the
bottom is spanked and this air acts as a slight buffer.
In the case of this brush, the holes disrupt that layer
and cause contact to be more severe.
At the same time, the skin is pushed into the holes slightly
and small blood welts form, hence the ease of blacking
and bluing.
Any of the above instruments can be easily changed. Drilling
holes in the wooden paddle, for instance, would make it
a much more painful toy. Adding tacks or grommets to the
leather would increase its bite.
Picking the paddle is only one part of the job. How it
is used makes a big difference as well. I prefer to start
slowly and gently, playfully really, and as the bottom
warms up to the task, then to increase speed. Varying
the cadence, changing positions, and eventually stripping
the butt bare are all part of the fun.
Eventually I like to get very intense, though I am careful
to help my bottom get used to the feelings. It's not just
a case of wailing into him or her, but rather building
to the effect. I take frequent breaks, allow the ass time
to adjust, and make sure that I vary the places where
I hit.
As an ass gets reddened it actually can take more severe
beatings. The endorphins click in and help to dull the
pain for the bottom. As this happens, the pain becomes
pleasurable.
For intense ass beating sessions, it's important that
the bottom be adequately restrained. This of course varies
from bottom to bottom and what kind of scene you are having.
Tying him or her down spread eagle on a bed, or across
a hassock, saw horse, or workout bench are all good measures
to prevent excessive flailing.
Sometimes though there is something to be said about making
him or her stand there, grab their ankles and take it
that way. In more sexual scenes I always like to have
him suck my cock while I go at their butt. I find spanking
to be very arousing and often use it as foreplay just
prior to fucking the bottom. I like the feel of the reddened
ass as I rub my pubic hair into the hot cheeks.
By this point I'm liable to be back using the crop, aiming
precise blows at the anus itself. When I get to that point
in play, it's not far before I'm ready to shoot one hell
of full load, safely of course, but with much pleasure.
Copyright
1999 by Jack Rinella. This material may not be copied in
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