Receiving my first caning experience

I was a nervous wreck, my husband held me beforehand and told me this was going to be a very painful spanking, but he believes that because of what I did, I needed to know he meant business and he would not tolerate this behavior from me again going forward. He said this was blatant neglect and deserved a much harsher implement along with a much harsher force to get through to me and to teach me a lesson that I won’t want to experience again. I told him I fully understood his reasoning.

He said you earned this; we wouldn’t be here if you didn’t.  I told him I was sorry, and I did earn whatever he thinks as my husband that I needed to make sure this never happened again. I told him I was running late (I was trying to avoid a spanking for procrastinating and running late), which I have been punished for before. In doing so, I did something way worse than running late and speeding and almost caused a severe accident which I was ticketed for. I know this behavior warrants a much harsher spanking.

He told me what he was about to have to do to my bottom brings him no pleasure, but I needed the pain of the cane to go to my brain and connect so that I never do this again. I have always accepted his spankings with grace and dignity and always stayed in position.  He also warned me that if I didn’t stay in a position, I would get extra or earn myself another spanking shortly thereafter, the first, as he considered not accepting his correction as a major offense and very disrespectful of him.

For the first caning, he told me he was going to tie me down for my safety in case I moved. He didn’t want to hurt me anywhere but my bottom, and because the pain is way different than those other instruments and it could shock me and make me jump up.  He said any further canings going forward that you would earn, I would not tie you down as you now have experience in receiving one. Even though I didn’t want to be tied down, I thanked him profusely for thinking of this and tying me down.

As he was tying me down, I began to shake terribly, and he stopped and reassured me that he loved me and that I needed this for my growth as his wife and a woman of God. If he let me off lightly and I did it again and died, he would be racked with guilt and have to answer to God because he wasn’t doing his duty as HoH and teaching me lessons that I desperately needed. He said a man who can give a harsh spanking to the women he loves and adores for her bad behavior loves his wife unconditionally.

The first 10 strokes I would consider as landing hard and crisp, and they got my attention immediately. I just screamed out in pain. It is fierce, intense, and sharp, the burning sensation stays for a long time after, and it leaves deep red stripes across the whole bottom from side to side that are seriously welted.  If he connects the next stroke to the previous stroke, the pain is doubled as it sets the first stroke off again pain-wise and burning severally again. It builds in its pain, burning, and intensity with each and every stroke.

He kept tapping each stroke while he waited in between lecturing to apply the next stroke, and the tapping was also awful as it burned to the depths of hell.

I wanted to jump up and run so badly but knew there was no way out, and I had to accept what was coming my way; it was well deserved.

I cried with the first stroke that he laid on me and keep crying for a long time after it was over.  The next 20 were 50% stronger than the first 10, and I thought I would never get through them.

I knew my bottom was being tore up, and I felt it every step of the way. I just yelled out in pain and told him I was so sorry and I will never do this again. I prayed the whole time for God’s wisdom and strength. He finished by giving me the last 10 on my thighs at the strength of the first 10.  It was way worse than the first 10 as it is so sensitive on the thighs.  When he released me, he had to hold me getting up and steading myself.

I fell into his chest and thanked him for teaching me a harsh lesson.
I know how hard it must have been on you to have to administer a severe spanking to someone you love as a lesson. He told me he was proud of me for accepting my fate and admitting I was wrong and deserved what was coming.

He said it makes it much easier to have a wife who accepts her punishments with grace and dignity as opposed to a wife who would complain and try to get out of a spanking.

I deserved it, and I definitely will try to steer clear of any and all offenses that would have him having to pick up the cane to administer to my bottom.

The cane’s reputation is well-earned as it is so very powerful and painful during and long after its use.

These welts and stripes I will have for at least a week or more. I don’t know how he didn’t break my skin, but he said he trained sufficiently in its usage and would not do that to me.

After he calmed me down, he dropped his pants and said get on your knees now; it is my turn now to be properly thanked for having to take you to task for your poor behavior.

I love connecting like this after a spanking with him, as I feel cleansed and forgiven, along with being taken care of, and I am safely back under him. Pleasuring him like that makes me feel like all is right in our world again, and he holds no hostility towards me, and I feel more loved by him after a spanking. I also feel his power and command in our marital bed, which is such a turn on, and his administering and following through is also a turn-on.
He has the strength both physically and mentally, to do what is needed to make our marriage work and stay strong.

His lecture also really affected me. When he said you could have killed yourself, what would I have done if that happened? He said the pain I am inflicting on you now is nowhere as fierce as the pain I would have in my heart now if I lost you.

I will be in extreme pain for a couple of days, and I have a good reminder of the marks he left on my bottom to steer clear of any disrespect or poor behavior.

I never want to feel this pain again.