My last "spanking" was a few weeks ago when I was back East, a friend of mine and I had bought a small business and I go back to help him with it frequently.
It just so happens that an old caning buddy lives lives less than 40 miles away. He and I have known each other for years and get together once or twice per year. He only likes to cane and after having a couple of sessions with him and getting to know him and some of his friends I agreed to be restrained on a caning bench he has in a room in his basement. The bench was made by him, he is very good woodworker, and is designed to elevate the buttocks into the proper caning position. It is also designed to complete immobilize the recipient of the caning. I have spent several "pleasurable" hours over that bench the last ten years or so.
This time he attached me to bench as usual. He did build an opening for males , he canes both sexes, to let the malefactor's genitals hang down so they are not caught between the body and bend in the bench. That is so thoughtful of him, I first thought.
After I was secured he told me I would get a seres of 12 strokes, the usual way he gives them, until he was satisfied that I had enough. Then he would add 18 when he thought I was at my limit. That is usual for him but it is usually 12 at the end and he likes to give those ones after he has made me cum, so they would be the real punishment. The first dozens were just a warm up for what he called the real caning.
He uses a medium weight rattan cane about 32 to 34 inches long and gives full stokes. I might add that he is very accurate and makes sure the are no overstrikes and he spreads thee strokes from the upper buttock to just below the sulcal groove on to the very upper thighs. He always gives the butt a good massage between the sets and uses some sort of lotion to make it the pain worse and protect the skin from breaking. In ten years he has never once broken the skin.
He gave me seven sets before he reached under the bench and relieved me of my pent up pleasure. Those pre punishment orgasms are the greatest I have have ever had. The tension the cane builds up is relieved and the dread of what is happen next combines to make me explode.
Then payment is due. He had never given me 18 strokes after those blinding orgasms until that day. I thought I would never get through those 18,but I had no choice in the matter, I was bound in such a way I could could not even flinch my butt.
Was that orgasm worth it? I will be going back their in a couple of months, I will be seeing him more than twice per year now that I have a reason to be in that area often. I think that answers the question.
Rob