I too have been caned and strapped whilst bent over a vaulting horse and the leather smelt like – well – school really! Similarly whilst bent over the sloping, lift-up lid of a recently restored old school desk my nostrils could smell the bees wax but somehow that too smelt of “school”! Personally I LOVE that desk and to bend over it to be caned is the ultimate for me. All adds to the authenticity, all external stimuli that help make the occasion even more memorable.
Receiving Corporal Punishment as an Adult out of Curiosity16
