I was so excited as I eagerly held it in my hands. It seemed so light and harmless, yet it made a lovely swishing noise as we whipped it through the air. We both wanted to feel what it felt like to be properly thrashed so we agreed to give each other four hard strokes on our bare bottoms, and not to ease up until the punishment was completed.

I elected to go first and excitedly bent over the arm of the settee. I felt my skirt being raised and my knickers lowered. But what a shock I had when the first stroke landed. I had never felt such pain and I howled! But I’m glad to say it hasn’t dampened my ardour!