The following is the experience of a recent visitor to my chambers. I do love role play, especially when the sub is in the zone. As you will read my naughty nephew endured an intense and satisfying session. Like all naughty boys he need regular maintenance canings. Do you? If you are looking for a regular Auntie Roleplay Dominatrix, contact me via WhatsApp (for same day appointments, when I am available) or email or leave me a chat message.
A Visit to Auntie
I visited Miss Stinger this week for the first time. I had seen her reputation as a strict disciplinarian who could deliver hard punishment. A good beating is what I needed and what I asked her for. The description on her website about a strict step-mother scenario was exactly what I was after. She was very welcoming and we discussed how the hour would pass and I explained that I was a little anxious as it had been several years since I had last had a caning and that I was not sure what my tolerance and marking would be. I was instructed to go upstairs to my room, select three implements for her to use and then wait in the corner with my hands on my head. The room is a treasure trove of every kind of punishment implement anybody could desire and/or dread.
High Heels on the Stairs
A few minutes later I heard Miss Stinger coming up the stairs. She took on the role of my aunt brilliantly, creating a story around how my mother had agreed that I deserved to be soundly punished by my aunt for sniffing girl’s panties at school. I was reminded that my aunt loved me, that she only wanted to help and that this was going to be for my own good.
Corner Time and the Plimsoll
Still facing the corner she gave me a dozen or so whacks with a her plimsoll over my trousers before instructing me to take them off. Then I turned round to face her. She sternly told me that she was very disappointed with me and that I was going to get a good spanking. With that she pulled my pants down to my ankles. She looked at my penis and noticed that it had been circumcised. “I didn’t know your mother had done that for you. That was very sensible of her.”
OTK Spanking with a Hard Hand
She sat on the chair and I positioned myself over her knee. Miss Stinger’s reputation as a hard spanker is well earned and after several minutes my bottom was glowing red and stinging nicely. There was a brief pause while she rubbed my bottom and continued to admonish me for being so naughty before continuing the spanking for several more minutes. This was followed by a short time in the corner before I was locked over Auntie’s knee again, this time for a dose of the strap which she had selected. My bottom was now stinging as she followed this up with another traditionally hard hand spanking until she was satisfied that my bottom was now sufficiently red and sore for the next part of the punishment to begin.
“Over the Spanking Bench Please”
“You know that what you have done deserves more than a spanking, don’t you.” She said to me, to which I knew I had to say yes. “Then I want you to bend over the spanking bench, please.”
I was given a dozen smacks with a large white plimsoll which I had chosen for her, which reminded me of beatings I had received at school. I could feel the bruising starting to build in my already tender backside. Then I felt the contrast of the intense sting of her thin, whippy riding crop striping across my buttocks twelve times.
Bottom Rubs from my Auntie Roleplay Dominatrix
Miss Stinger paused to examine her handiwork. She rubbed my bottom with her hand and slid it down to my penis which was pointing down between my legs, complementing me on how nice my circumcised cock was, looking so neat and clean without any foreskin.
Two-Tailed Tawse
Now was the time for the medium weight two-tailed leather tawse I had selected. I was told that I had to count the strokes and thank her for each one. Eighteen times the tawse delivered a resounding crack against my beleaguered cheeks, the strength and intensity increasing each time as the punishment progressed.
By now my bottom was bruised, throbbing and obviously bright, bright red. I thanked Auntie for my punishment and said that I had learned my lesson. Auntie, however, disagreed and told me that I was going to get at least six of the best with the cane. I had chosen two, a medium one and a thinner one which I thought would be less painful. I didn’t know which she would choose.
The Caning I Deserve
Whoosh, crack. The first stroke was delivered with some force. As before, I counted Auntie for the stroke and thanked her, before asking for the next one. After the second one I worked out that the medium cane was being used.
Auntie maintained the intensity, clearly assessing my reaction to the level of punishment she was delivering and how my skin was coping after six strokes. Clearly she felt I could take more and told me to ask her for six more strokes to make sure that I understood that what I had done was very naughty.
As I did so she picked up the other cane and whooshed it through the air several times. My tummy was churning with anticipation.
The first stroke arrived with a whistle and sharp crack.
The lighter cane bit deeply into my flesh producing a vicious stinging sensation. As before, I counted and thanked my Auntie. By the sixth I was wincing and clenching my bottom. The sting had turned into a pain which permeated across my whole backside.
6 More Strokes to Make Sure
“Do you think you have learned your lesson?” she asked me. I assured her that I had. “Well you are going to get a final six just to make quite sure.” Having had twelve already I was not sure if I would be able to take another six but, having asked for a good beating, I knew I had to.
Miss Stinger then gave me a real ‘six of the best’ with her senior cane. The strokes were delivered slowly and were spread across the whole of by bottom which, by this stage, was already well striped from the previous canes. Again, I thanked her for each one.
Livid Welts
It was over. I had made it. As she rubbed oil into my very tender bottom Miss Stinger told me that I had taken my punishment very well. She said that I had asked for a proper beating and she had make sure she gave me a hard caning. She showed me a picture from her phone of my buttocks and I was taken aback by the state of them. Glowing bright red, bruises beginning to develop and there were numerous tramlines from the various canes. The livid welts from the last set of six were very obvious. I was pleased with myself that I had been able to take the punishment and felt exhilarated by the experience.
Tingling Bottom
Afterwards as we talked about the session I said that I was surprised how much the lighter cane had hurt. She explained to me that the cane I had chosen was actually a dragon cane which is made of a more dense wood and hence packs a bigger punch than it looks as if it should. I had to agree!
I left feeling very satisfied. My bottom was still tingling with the after effect of the punishment and on the train back into London I could certainly feel the continuing effect of the session.
I already have a feeling that Miss Stinger’s naughty, circumcised nephew will be sent to her for more of her disciplinary attention before too long. Danke, Miss Stinger.
Dein frecher, beschnittener Neffe.
Thank you, dear nephew, for a well written piece about your experience. Here’s to many more because ‘you know you deserve it.’
I will play the role that you fantasise about from Auntie to Stepmother, from schoolgirl to office manager. Contact me to bring your fantasy to life.
Miss K Stinger
Auntie Roleplay Dominatrix
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