C is for Catharsis...
To some, spanking can be therapeutic, by releasing bottled up emotions, stress and guilt. It is also a way of atoning for a perceived wrong of some kind by earning the spanker's forgiveness. Many of us have experienced the healing effects of a good cry. How better than experience it while over a strong knee getting something to really cry about.
In today's, cathartic excerpt, we go way back to March 2013 to my first novel,
Captain, My Captain.
Potty mouthed Megan, despite repeated warnings, is taken over Captains knee for a well earned spanking. Enjoy!
“You can take it, baby. I won’t ever give you more than you can
take. Now, settle down because these are
the last ones and they are going to hurt.
There will be absolutely no more F bombs or cussing or you’ll find
yourself back over my knee for more.”
The four remaining swats came
firmly and quickly down upon her sit spots.
Alternating cheeks, Tony quickly
finished up and pulled Megan into his arms.
He angled her into his chest while she buried her wet, tear-stained face
into his neck as she cried and cried. He
rubbed her tender cheeks soothingly.
Although he had said no rubbing, as the Dom, he had the prerogative to
give comfort when he chose. He knew that the tears weren’t from the paddling
alone. This was a dam breaking, a
catharsis of sorts. The turmoil of the
past few days had caught up with her and she was purging it from her system.
“That’s it. Let it all out. Give it all to me. I will take on your pain, your sorrow, your
fear and your anger. Together, my Angel,
we can handle anything.”
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