The Master SR Experience

• Spanking
• Plimsoll
• Tawse
• Belt
• Senior Cane

I'm been messaging on Spank This Hookups with this Sir, Master SR. He lives some way away from me, an hour and half in the car but I liked him. He has authority and knows exactly what he wants from his boy.

The Hallway

On entering Master SR's home he stood me on a mat on the hall where I wasn't allowed to step off. He then related four house rules. When I tried to repeat them I couldn't remember the last one as I was emotionally flooded. I waited there until called into the lounge.

Preparation

I could tell Master SR had a well defined process and experience. There was a dinning room chair in the lounge. Looking through the lounge I could see a towel placed on the table.

I was told to take out the contents of my pockets. Then it was OTK time, a spanking over my trousers. Next was the cane over the trousers while kneeling on the dining room chair. More strokes of the cane over the dinning room table.

Pants Pulled Down

Trousers removed I was over his lap for more hand spanking followed by the plimsole. Then the bit I like most, Sir pulled my pants down and went back to a hand spanking followed by the plimsole.

To The Bedroom

What I love to see, a bed, a bolster covered in a towel. I had to strip naked. On the bed I received a full dose from all his implements. He had a dresser drawer full of plimsolls and slippers and a tall vase packed with canes of all descriptions. 

I loved it. Not knowing how many I was going to get. While naked he massaged by back and buttocks.

I would have liked some more concentrated cock play. He did fondle me through my tight white boy pants. He approved of the white pants. I also loved being naked while he was fully clothed. 

The Bench

I was also caned over a bench he had in the bedroom. I liked that too.

Final Punishment

Before leaving he said I should go to the bedroom and place on the bed an implement and decide if I wanted to receive it on the bare. I choose a plimsole and pulled my trousers and pants down. He gave me eight hard wacks, four on each cheek. I think a fair amount harder than the ones he gave be before.

A lovely parting!

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