If you’re a reader if my blog you will know that I was scheduled to receive a maintenance cane session yesterday, and that this was the first time MrH had done it. Not the caning- he’s caned me before, but recently he commented that he saw the difference the caning had made to me (mood/sleep/mindset) and so he thought he might start a regular maintenance session.
If you remember back to my early blogs, such a declaration would have meant that I would have been constantly asking when this would happen. It seems I’ve learned something because I didn’t do that. Instead I knew he would tell me when he had decided to. Which is exactly what happened.
He decided to do the caning before my collar change and before supper. I was simply told it was time and to get ready and comfortable. Which I did. He asked me if I remembered my safe words, and told me he loved me. Then he began.
MrH uses a mixture of light and firm strokes with the cane and rubs with his hand when he knows it’s got stingy. I didn’t use my safe words there was no need. He knew when I reached a point where I needed a minute. When he decided the session was over, he finished with a spank on each cheek with his hand. The we cuddled for a while. I just laid in his arms, eyes closed, relaxed.
Today I’ve felt brilliant. I can certainly see why a regular session can help keep mind and body centred.