Stealth Butt Elevator
Having an actual whipping box in the lounge area might raise a few eyebrows on visitors day, so the headmistress at the Boarding School developed a more discrete alternative.
This modern lounge chair now serves a dual purpose: It’s a relaxing seat for the female staff and also serves as a padded punishment bench when they need to deliver good, hard whippings to any of their wards.
The chair gives penitents a comfy perch for their heads and hands, is easy on the knees, and lifts their naked behinds high to receive the leather strap’s savage kisses.
Go to your room and put on your athletic supporter and return to the living room”
We were preparing to get dressed and leave for a family barbecue at my in -laws home.
In the last 18 months my brother in law, Jim and I got into it arguing politics at different family functions. Linda severely punished me after each altercation and was frustrated that the sound thrashings she gave me were an exercise in futility. Jim would invariably bait me with some right wing nonsense and I would embarrass him with facts proving he was wrong. I returned wearing only my jock strap. “Now lean over the arm of the couch and spread your legs wide. She had my doubled over belt in her hand. “Since it’s a forgone conclusion that you will embarrass us again by arguing with Jim, I’m going to give you half or maybe even a third of your punishment before the barbecue and finish blistering your bottom again when we return. Your wearing the supporter to protect your testicles, as I’m about to apply this belt to the area behind your thighs. As I said this is only a portion of your punishment there definitely will be more when we return.” With that she brought belt down hard .The pain was unbelievable. She methodically placed each stroke to the backs of my thighs. I was yelping and jumping but she was deaf to my cries and pleas. I was bawling like a baby when she finally finished delivering forty welt producing strokes.
At the barbecue needless to say ,I was standing the whole time. The backs of my thighs felt as if someone used a blow torch on them. I ignored Jim’s stupid right wing statements and was a perfect gentlemen the whole evening.
Afterwards at home Linda complimented me on my behavior but finished my punishment otk using the bath brush on only on the top portion of my butt. This also hurt like hell but not like the belt applied to the backs of my thighs. Linda said that in the future ,she will use the “thigh treatment” more often . It seems to produce gentlemen -like behavior in me .
robert lucky me!