That is ridiculous. I am not at fault; the bank teller is. I dare you to go down to the bank and ground her!! Or, better yet, see the manager! Tell them they are incompetent!” From what I witnessed during psychotherapy of others struggling to confront their childhood abuse, I discovered that the Carly shivered. She'd imagined her warm welcome accompanied by an extreme thrashing. Proud of her flawless apology, Miss Roberts would still condemn her to a severe sentence. Her memorable initial visit had hurt far worse than she'd expected. However, her stunning relief and soaring self-respect had beaten her every dream. One of the most serious incidents of abuse I can clearly recall, happened at the hands of my father. What I am going to

The other inmates will hear this. I have had all their cell doors opened, just for this, so they will be able to hear you howling. They are safely chained to their cell walls, of course. The sounds they will hear will be an excellent reminder to them, of their own precarious position here!’ tractor that I had lost earlier that day. I was very scared and had tried to ignore her actions. I still recall the distress that I We were the second couple to arrive at the house and started chatting with the other couples and Aunt Kay and her husband. I couldn’t believe how much like our friends at home they were, just nice normal people. After all the couples had arrived and formal introductions were made, Aunt Kay carefully explained the rules of the event and what was expected from the men in particular. So, are you telling me that is what you deserve? Are you saying that I should spank you for giving me the silent treatment all day, and trying to deny your hurtful intent? Tell me what you really feel, Steve. We both know I am not talking about a sexy little play-spanking, Steve. This is the real thing, punishment to change your behavior. Are you asking me to blister you with a hard paddling?”So during caning, the rule about speaking is suspended. You may say anything you wish whilst you are being caned. That’s mainly because you simply won’t be able to stay quiet. But also, I'm always interested to hear what a man says under the cane…some come out with the most rude and surprising things. It really makes me blush sometimes!’ Anya smiled. "Good. I've spoken to Miss Roberts. Your appointment is tomorrow evening. Your silly behavior will cost you. Show her you're sorry." I do not gag my prisoners during caning, because I enjoy hearing them yell as I cane them. I get the most amusing begging and howling from some prisoners! The quiet ones often yell the best. You seem the strong silent type, but that sort of man often howls really well. I am looking forward to making you howl!’ describe here, was a very serious assault on me. This incident happened, probably when I was about twelve years old. I can After she gave me the last stroke, she replaced her paddle in the drawer and told me I had a few minutes to reflect before I received the strap. She walked out of the room and I lay there clenching my poor cheeks trying to relieve some of the sting.

I had no trust in my parents and never took my school problems home. So I was left to endure my school fear and anxiety So, it all started with a bank deposit. That was Tuesday. Steve didn’t like being reprimanded, so he reacted with the “silent treatment,” lasting into Wednesday. Big mistake, Steve. Let’s listen in: Carly's face dropped. Assuming she was in control, she hadn't realized Anya wouldn't have met her unless she'd already won their legal battle. I experimentally strained at the wide leather straps. Just as Ms Mindy had promised, the waist and thigh straps prevented me from moving my ass, not even an inch. I was strapped so that I could move nothing at all, except for my hands and feet, which hung free in the air. I waved my hands wildly, and found nothing but empty air and the hard, smooth oak of the bench I was strapped to. I strained to touch the floor with my feet.... my toes could not quite touch the floor.over inhibitions we were going to start the weekend off with a spanking “musical chairs” style. She told us guys to drop our pants. The sight of seven naked butts waiting punishment brought a round of applause from the women. I was bent over the table staring straight ahead unwilling to meet any of the guys eyes when Aunt Kay said “ok ladies ten of your best just like we planned”. He hit me mostly about the legs and also around my stomach. I can remember the bruises I had for several days after this