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From Sorority Members Charged With Sisterly Assault For Violent Paddling Incidents:

Seven sorority members from the University of Maryland have been charged with assault for a violent hazing incident in which they choked and paddled a pledge. And their crimes may be part of a national pattern.

BlackAmericaWeb reports that the Zeta Phi Beta women face charges of assault and hazing for repeatedly choking and paddling a pledge, and pushing her against a wall. At least one of the women charged denies involvement — her lawyer says, “The idea of hazing is abhorrent to her.” And a Zeta Phi Beta spokesperson says, “Hazing of any kind is strictly prohibited and is inconsistent with the principles of the sorority.”

But hazing — and paddling — remain incredibly common. In 2010, a Rutgers pledge was hospitalized due to paddling injuries — at the time, a senior said, “All the fraternities and sororities use paddles here. It is really nothing new at all.” And a 2007 report cited the disturbing case of a sophomore at the University of Maryland-Eastern Shore who needed surgery because repeated paddling damaged his blood vessels and gave him gangrene. University and Greek system officials seem willing to pay lip service to anti-hazing policies, but it’s clear that violent practices continue. And when people are getting butt gangrene, it’s time to take some real action.

Readers of this blog will know that I hate the paddle, and that it is the only implement in our household which is reserved solely for real punishment. I’ve never heard of “butt gangrene” happening in the BDSM or spanko communities, but I can totally see how it could happen, if people don’t actually take care of the damage that is inflicted. People always talk about the cane being the “nastiest” implement, but I’d like to nominate the paddle!

Continued from Part I. I should warn you that this turned into a long and not particularly coherent ramble, with thoughts coming out faster then I could write them down, and so it doesn’t go in any well-mapped direction, nor come to a tidy conclusion….

Happy reminisces aside (and he’s given me plenty of lovely sensation-memories to contemplate in bed while he’s off on a business trip this week) the main reason I shared this scene was because it has really got me thinking about my long strange trip around the land of which Sacher-Masoch is king. (Or at least the guy who gave it its name!)

I’ve written before about how I was surprised as hell when I first got into BDSM and discovered that even though I’d been fantasizing about pain all my life, it actually hurt, and how that made me back off and explore submission and other kinky stuff, certain I was a failed masochist who could only dream but not live up to my own fantasies.

And, I’ve written how Mr Defeu and the Senior cane changed all that one amazing evening.

But that “voyage of discovery” wasn’t over, and I’m still very much learning about the intersection of pain and me.

Coming from the BDSM world, the spanko world confused me. In BDSM, masochists are out, proud, and boast of their masochistic depths – indeed, the most sought after thing is to be a “bottomless pit” which can take all the pain a Top dishes out – and preferably orgasm from it. (Of course, not many people are actually like this, and this ideal probably alienates many people as much as it did me!)

On the other hand, so many spankos claim to not enjoy pain at all. They suffer CP to get other rewards, they claim. This point of view helped me, when first arriving from the cult of the masochist (“Ah! It’s okay that pain hurts!”) However, it soon got in my way, because there are indeed times when a stroke hits just right, and I process it as pleasure. Or I get a spanking that amps things up slowly, just right yet again, and I can actually come from it, just like a real big masochist, mommy!

That’s what made me want to change the common-use (within the BDSM/spanko communities) definition of masochist, from “someone who enjoys pain” to “someone who gets something from pain” (which is what the dictionary definition is, anyway). Because I think most people who want to be spanked (or otherwise caned, whipped, strapped, or paddled) fall somewhere in-between the 0 of “I get nothing from being spanked” to the 10 of “I am a raging masochist who will come from being skinned alive”.

But this post is ranging too far in scope – I actually meant to just be talking about my own self-discoveries. Just as sexuality is fluid, so is masochism, it seems. (Although of course, for me, I don’t think there is any real division between my sexuality and my masochism.) Some days I just want the CP equivalent of love pats. Other days I crave my fundament being turned entirely black and blue….

But even more, as I learn more about myself, my own ability to take more and different kinds of pain expands.
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This is the “fun bit” of a two-part post. First I’ll recount a lovely scene Mr Defeu and I just did, and then tomorrow I’ll talk about some of the thoughts it has brought up for me. Dessert before dinner, for those of you who are just here for the spanking and kinky sex. But for those of you who want the “deep thoughts” part, the best is yet to come!

I was feeling a bit low on Saturday afternoon (despite some lovely first-thing-upon-waking-sex) and of course Mr Defeu knows the best way to perk me up: “I think there shall be a scene, this weekend,” he announced. “Oh, really?” I asked, suddenly buoyed up nicely. He nodded, and said nothing further, keeping his devious plans to himself.

Sunday morning rolled around, and as we cuddled in spoon-position after waking up, something else woke up, and poked me in lower right bum-cheek. “Aaaah,” I said, (always profound, me!) “Would you like me to go change into something more suitable?”

I was instructed to change into a vest (that’s a wife-beater, to American readers) and gym-cut knickers (which I took to mean short cotton-spandex shorts, not regulation knickers – and, as I wasn’t punished for wearing the wrong thing, must have made the right call!) and so, clad in a white vest, navy gym shorts, and two pony-tails (not just to be cute, but to keep my hair out of the way, as I had a feeling fellatio would factor into things somewhere, and also, getting a mouthful of hair during a beating, always after having been told not to move your arms, is both frustrating and embarrassing), I knocked on the bedroom door, and was curtly instructed to enter.

I was fighting a grin quite strongly at this point. I so very much wanted to be in role, but I was really just too happy that filthy perverted stuff was about to happen. I managed to have my face mostly under control by the time I got inside the door.

“Well, my girl,” he said in full disappointed “this will hurt me more than it hurts you” Authority Figure Mode, “What did I tell you about being too rowdy last night?”

Uh, I don’t know! – was my first thought, and not one I said outloud – I didn’t remember being particularly boisterous or unruly the night before. So I tried for an all-purpose defence: “Um, youthful high spirits?”

That justification was of course deemed quite beneath regard, and I was treated to a lecture on how I had quite ruined his evening, but he didn’t want to be imposed upon to have to punish me when he was trying to get some RnR, and so he would attend to me now.

I was lapping this right up of course, although I gave a token stab at self-defence and tying to talk my way out of what was coming to me. (You can’t very well say, “Yay! Yay! Lecture me more!”)

This worked so well that I ended up being pulled over his lap as he sat on the side of the bed, and him laying right into me with heavy, hard spanks.
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I was wandering around the interwebs, and found this real corporal punishment permission form. Since I’m not sure the school would like its name up on an adult blog, I’ve changed the name and some of the particulars, out of respect.

I post this form because I think some of you might get some ideas for erotica or a real life scene from it. If you do use it in a scene, please post here and let me know! (And if you don’t have a blog to link to, and want to share your scene, let me know and I can post it as a blog entry, crediting you!)

CORPORAL PUNISHMENT PERMISSION FORM

Payne-Marks Unified School District No. 7a policy, allows the use of corporal punishment. Regulation 7a reads as follows:

Corporal Punishment

• In determining whether to use corporal punishment, the following considerations should be taken into account: the seriousness of the offense, the attitude and past behavior of the student, the age and strength of the student, and the availability of equally effective nonphysical means of discipline.
• Corporal punishment may not be administered for academic deficiency or conduct not related to the
  school.
• Corporal punishment must be approved by the school administrator. Corporal punishment may be administered by the school administrator or by educationally certified employees designated by the school administrator. One adult employee of the school shall be present to witness the spanking.
• There must be at least 30 minutes lapse time between the referral and the decision to and
  administration of corporal punishment.
• Parental/Guardian permission slips approving corporal punishment must be on file prior to
  administering corporal punishment. A parent/guardian of the student shall be notified prior to
  administering corporal punishment and will be invited to witness the administration of the punishment.
• Corporal punishment will be administered by spanking the buttocks, no more than three (3) times, of a student with a flat-surfaced paddle that will cause no more than temporary pain and not inflict permanent damage to the body. No other form of corporal punishment is authorized.

I have read regulation 7a and understand that I have the right to choose whether or not corporal
punishment may be used in disciplining my child(ren).

[ ] I hereby authorize the use of corporal punishment under the conditions outlined in regulation
7a for the following children:
_______________________________________________
_______________________________________________
_______________________________________________

[ ] I do not wish for corporal punishment to be administer to the following children:
_______________________________________________
_______________________________________________
_______________________________________________

Signature of Parent/Guardian
_______________________________________________

Date
_______________________________________________

Daytime Phone
_______________________________________________

This authorization is valid as long as said child(ren) are attending Payne-Marks School District. It may be revoked at any time by submitting a new form to the appropriate school official(s).

A really perfect image of a tawse making contact with a bottom it has obviously met a few times before…

This picture just really works for me! Makes my bum wish Mr. Defeu was home and in a tawse-swinging mood!

From an excellent gallery on Girl’s Boarding School.