Playing with myself
A taste of the birch. Posted at on 17 Dec by Pandora / Blake. Tags: The memories of this scene are immediately, intensely erotic. They have filled my head ever since. but I suspect we'll get round to a birching-block scene as well as the judicial caning one at some point. There's a trope I want to borrow from an old Silver. The Birching of Altea It is a while since we had a good story, so here is one about an 18th century judicial birching. If I had to pick a single greatest bit of erotic BDSM writing, this would be it. I'm glad you found and shared this. 7 March at Judicial punishments are my all time favourite theme and this one is as close as I've seen to how I envisage them being administered. The setting was excellent, the actual birching was a no nonsense straight forward punishment as it should be and the characters portrayed were all realistic/5().
Yesterday was the first time erotic images of judicial birching
a while that I found myself sitting on a train home, bottom sore, welts tingling and itching under my clothes, my senses still full of what had just taken place. Dreamy, overstimulated, sated and reeling. Well, all of that energy had to come out somehow. There was the belting on the evening I arrived, inspired in part at least for me by this hot write-up of a seven minute whipping. He started from cold, but warmed me up with the belt, layering stroke upon stroke until the throb intensified and I was squirming and sobbing over the pillows. Then there was the twenty-four strokes with the erotic images of judicial birching
which were captured on film on Thursday - this time without any warm-up at all, in the interests of producing more dramatic stripes.