I blushed as I was more certain that she knew how I felt about being spanked and caned. “Well, you have spanked and caned me a number of times and…….” I said to them. I wasn’t sure what to say next.
“I think you needed it, my dear,” said Mrs B.
“She did, she did,” said Mr B. “But I doubt her next landlady will use the cane.”
I was feeling really turned on and knew I probably would not see them again. I blurted out: “Would you…I mean……one last time, a caning?”
They looked at each other.
“To the front room, Jane,” Mrs B said.
She and I went in there and to my complete surprise Mrs B said she knew how I was feeling! A few moments later Mr B came in holding the cane.
“bend over,” he said.
I recall being in a spin as I lowered them and bent over. Mrs B tapped the cane against my bottom and delivered six of the very best. I remained in position feeling the sting on my bottom when she knelt in front of me and took my hands.
“Now a final six from Mr B.”