I was at a boarding school in Kent, England, for 5 years and was regularly given bare-bottomed canings for the slightest misdemeanour.
It was a case of reporting to the head’s study and bending across his desk, trousers and pants down with legs well apart, and taking a good six across the right cheek before he changed position and gave another six across the left cheek!
The weals were always vivid and lasted for a week or more. I was even asked by the headmaster to show him my marks a couple of days
or so later!
As I dropped my pants to show my marks, he became aroused and began to caress my hips and thighs, but it never went any further.
Later in life, I began to crave the attention of male chastisers and underwent all sorts of C.P. and erotic experiences—will relate them to you if you so wish.
Thoughts of an Abusive but Aparant Wartime Headmaster25
