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Wellred Weekly
Volume 1, Number 9 : July 22, 2012
 
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In Praise of the Cane
by cayenne



Ah, the school cane! The rattan school cane! How it has dominated my thoughts for over forty years.

At my grammar school, back in the '60s and '70s, caning was rare. There could have been as many as 100 slipperings by the pervy PE Master to every caning by the more distant housemasters and headmaster. In that sense, the slipper, or dap as it was known, was of more immediate concern. The cane, however, was utterly terrifying, whereas a slippering could be coped with. When given, canings were really hard, and I distinctly remember my housemaster breaking a cane on an unfortunate lad's arse. Looking back, it was strange that that was the end of the punishment. Why? Because the housemaster usually had an ample selection of canes, and generally allowed the victim to choose which one would be used. He could have used another cane. Perhaps the quality of mercy was not strained on that day, despite the fact that he was obviously in a foul mood and determined to take it out on someone.

At school in those days, the cane was much feared. Its appearances were rare, but most frighteningly, they were unpredictable. Only smoking was a guaranteed caning. Rudeness, running inappropriately, cheating, swearing, copying could all land you in trouble, but not always! There was also a system of "Satis cards" where lazy boys had their efforts rated and recorded every lesson. A lack of effort could sometimes result in a beating from the headmaster and his whippy cane. The cane was said to be in more frequent and sadistic use in the Boarding House. Us day boys counted ourselves very lucky indeed.


The cane is such an elegant implement. Beautiful, long, generally smooth, and sometimes with a well-crafted crook handle. It's an implement that can become the subject of objectification. I remember my first erections were all about it, rather than any human flesh! To this day, I still dream of it, although I would say I have the balance between cane and flesh rather better sorted these days!

Nowadays, the cane has been liberated from the classroom and finds a more welcoming reception in bedrooms across the land and indeed, the globe. Here it is truly at home. No longer limited to the traditional six of the best, a true enthusiast can endure dozens of strokes, with practice.

It has never been easier to obtain a punishment cane. I remember when I started out, it was almost impossible to find a good quality one. I saw some in the Janus shop in London, but they looked weedy and unimpressive. Riding crops were readily available, but a cane was a rare treasure. Ironically, caning magazines such as Swish! and Janus were easier to find than the canes themselves in those distant days. The mags probably were more profitable, and like many, I remember happy but furtive trips to emporia such as the Janus shop and Pages Of Fun in London. In those days, it was hard to track down like-minded caning enthusiasts. A discreet Forum magazine advert was a dependable method. Various contact magazines were less reliable.


So, as ever, we have to thank God for the internet, which has facilitated the pursuit of this little kink. It's now easy to build a collection of canes that a sadistic headmaster would be proud of! I've actually had to do it twice, as sudden domestic upheaval led to the loss of my first collection. Newly manufactured canes can be sourced, along with antique specimens. I have a rather nice looking but exceptionally severe knobbly, antique malacca, obtained from eBay. I used to own another one which had a silver band, and was obviously a treasured item. Personalised canes such as this are uncommon. Usually, a cane becomes personalised only through use!

The pain of a cane is unmatched. Even a crop can fail to give the intense sting and burn of a good rattan. The pain can take seconds to kick in and the cumulative effect can be varied by pacing the interval between strokes. Everyone has their own technique for this. A fearful impression can be made by "gating" - adding a diagonal stroke which crosses over the more normal horizontal ones.

Traditionally, the cane may be applied over clothing. The burn can penetrate a couple of layers of clothing without any trouble. This is what endeared the cane to the Victorians. Their false and hypocritical modesty meant that a bottom no longer had to be bared for chastisement. This is why the cane replaced the birch, except in judicial use. Of course, the cane is even more effective on naked flesh, and a bottom in rude health can take a sound thrashing of many strokes, if necessary or desired. In the bedroom, a bare bottom is inevitable, of course!


The cane used with force usually leaves tell-tale double lines, often referred to as tramlines. These can turn into painful ridges, with extensive bruising. However, it is possible to give a lighter punishment, by using lighter strokes, but a higher number. A skilled caner can produce a most erotic sensation with these lighter strokes which stimulate the nerve endings in the buttocks, releasing pain-killing endorphins which can lead to a "natural high".

Recreational CP is more popular than ever, which means the cane is in the ascendant again. Straight canes, crook-handled ones, rubber-coated, dragon, synthetic and even bejewelled items are available for connoisseurs. The school disco scene, clubs, blogs and websites dedicated to the adult school scene have renewed interest in the rattan.

Be sure to give the cane a try if you are virgin to its pain and pleasure, it really is an unmatchable experience. Even if you don't like it, you will never forget your first caning! Chances are, you will vow to never take it again. Weeks later, however, you may find a strange masochistic urge forces you to seek a further caning. It's addictive. You have been warned!







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