Sissy Saturday And Strap-On Sunday Part 1
This weekend just gone turned out to be very entertaining indeed, and I had been expecting a fairly quiet one; although of course those are the times that always seem to turn out to be the most exciting! My first session was with a CP enthusiast who really wanted to experience the birch; and of course I was only too happy to oblige! My birch had been soaking away in the kitchen sink for a good couple of hours before the session, so it was nice and flexible, and it's now sufficiently worn in that all the tiny little dried leaf buds which are all over new birch twigs have come off so there's no chance of one flying off and hitting me in the eye mid-beating! I had an absolutely wonderful time giving him a good sound birching; I love the way that the punishment builds with the birch - a single swat with it is nothing compared to one from a cane, for example, but the stinging/burning sensation steadily builds with each impact and as it does the skin turns a magnificent shad...