I have something of a love-hate relationship with the clothes brush. I know how much it hurts, but at the same time I find it undeniably erotic. Its effect is a combination of sting and thud: the best of both worlds – or is it the worst? The pain of it can make me squirm and howl, but all the time there are those lovely feelings of helplessness, and the slow burn of arousal that grows with every heavy thump on my poor thighs and bottom.
It’s an implement that means a lot to me, so I decided to do a photoset showing just what a spanking with the brush is like for me. This fantasy starts with me knowing that I’m in for a serious punishment. I’m wearing my shortest denim shorts, because my disciplinarian likes to see me in skimpy clothes. I’m told to bend over and spread my legs, ready for the brush. The first strokes are almost pleasurable, but my mind is racing ahead to how it will feel when my shorts come down and I’m left with only my little lacy panties for protection. I can’t help giving my poor hot bottom a comforting rub halfway through my punishment. You can see how much my cheeks have pinkened.
The final six are on the bare, and they really, really hurt, but the sensation is still undeniably erotic. When I’m sent to stand nose to the wall and think about my behaviour, I’m a lot more aroused than repentant, which I’m sure you will agree is very naughty of me. I want to give my burning bottom another rub, but I’m made to stand with my hands on my head. I wonder what will happen if I disobey instructions again…
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