Caning is only given as a last resort for very bad behaviour in my family. I was canes by my parents as well as my husband now.
My husband cane me for serious offenses like one time I was caught smoking.
I was sent to my room to put on my spanking gown which is short and barely cover my bottom when I stand.
I have to wait for him to come to my room for my punishment. I have to arrange a straight back chair for my punishment.
When comes in the room and sit on the chair and ask me to come Ive and lecture me on how smoking will destroy my health. After the lecture he will ask me to go across my knees.
The short punishment gown rides up and expose my bottom. He then pull down my panties down to my ankles. The first slap on my bare bottom was hard and by the fifth my bottom was pink in colour. After I receive my hand spanking warm up I was send to the corner. A hard wooden stool was placed at the corner and I have to sit down like a little child corner time. After 15 minutes I was ask to bring the hairbrush to him with both hand I have to give it to him and ask him to give me the spanking I deserve. The hairbrush came down hard and fast by the end of my hairbrush spanking my bottom was very sore (0|0).
I am send back to the corner to sit on my spanking stool.
While sitting down I was thinking of my caning to come and I winced in pain sitting down. It was going to hurt like hell from my past experiences with the cane.
When corner time was over I was to retrieve the cane and ask him cane me. He told me that I will received 12 of the best and to count every stroke of it. He stand up and I have to go to the back of chair and bend over holding the seat of the chair and get ready for my caning. The first stroke came down and it feel like a hundred bees have stings my bottom I grab the seat of the chair till my knuckles goes white. He pauses for a few seconds so that I feel the sting of cane sink in before giving me the next.
After the 12 strokes were administered I was sent back to my spanking stool. Sitting down on the stool was very difficult. I have to slowly lower my bottom and with first touch on the stool I jumped up again as it was too painful to sit down. Rubbing my bottom I use my pleading eyes to see if he will let me of sitting on the stool. He shook his head telling me that this is part of the punishment we agreed on. I slowly lowered my bottom again on the stool gingerly and finally sat down. If hurt but it also serves as reminder not to smoke again and the consequences is clear if I do and it will be harder and longer.
When corner time is over my husband let me sit across knees and my arms across his neck and cuddle me with one hand holding ny back and another rubbing my bottom. He tell me that he had to punish me because he wants me to stay healthy as smoking will destroy me.
I feel so love that he takes time to punish me and care enough to spank me so that I stay healthy.