I love spanking and caning just for the physical sensations and the psychological experience of not being in control. But real punishments are a whole extra level of pleasure. I love the feeling of knowing you've noticed ways in which I haven't pleased you, and knowing that you have the authority to do something about it. IT'S SO HOT I CAN'T STAND IT. So here's the story of last time you punished me for real, rather than just spanking me for fun. I'm dressed casually in my summer pajamas, on my bed, as I describe how it feels to have you cane me when I feel like I deserve it and I don't even know how many strokes you're going to give me. I don't have any control over any of it, and I love it that way. I can't cane myself to help me remember, but I use my leather paddle to remind myself of the sensations of having you punish me. And of course, when you finally finished caning me, I hoped you'd fuck me. Post-spanking sex is the very very best thing, after all! To help me imagine you fucking me, I insert a pink jeweled butt plug that matches my pajamas, and use my super-powerful Doxy wand. Orgasming while thinking about you fucking me is almost as good as orgasming when you're *actually* fucking me. Almost.