Bella loved it. She loved the intimacy of his hand on her bare flesh and she loved the sting that resulted from a good hand spanking. Even when he spanked hard and fast, it turned her on hugely, made her breathless, and made her bottom glow. She mewled and yelped and wiggled her bottom enticingly. He gave her more, only stopping when her skin was a deep pink.
Letting her rest for a moment to regain her breath, he walked over to the bed and picked up the cane he had placed there in readiness. Compared to the kooboo rattan canes in his possession, the dragon cane was very dense, heavier, yet surprisingly swishy and quite flexible. It had a real bite. He waved it through the air in an arc.
Bella's heart skipped a beat at that sound. She was still a novice as far as canes were concerned but she had sampled some from his well-stocked arsenal. But today was her first introduction to the dragon cane. She quivered, wondering how much it would hurt. Still, at least it wouldn't be a cold caning, something she most definitely didn't want to experience.
James was standing by the side of the bed. “Come here, Bella. I want you on your hands and knees.”
She complied, and he adjusted her position slightly, getting her exactly how he wanted her. She looked lewd and lovely. He always enjoyed caning her, she certainly had the arse for it, full cheeks with plenty of tantalising flesh to absorb the bite of the rod.
Bella waited. The waiting was both delicious and frustrating and fearful. All was quiet. She closed her eyes and a moment later felt the tip of the cane between her buttock cheeks, sliding lasciviously, caressing like a lover. Then there came a gentle tap across the centre of her cheeks, followed by another, and another. He applied the cane expertly, fast and gentle, a succession of tiny taps that made her moan and arch her back, thrusting out her bottom for more.
And then the lulling rhythm changed...
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