PAROCHIAL PUNISHMENT

 I believe that, by most people, you're considered to be successful.  You're often described as principled, thoughtful and fair, and a decisive yet diplomatic leader.   Yet, as I'm sure you'll remember, this was not always the case; in fact, quite the opposite.  As an eleven-year-old boy in Catholic School, you were a rascally mischief-maker, a big personality with crafty little ways and an angelic, baby face.  But of course, looks are deceiving. You were a wisenheimer talking out of turn; coming late to class, rolling your eyes at the lay teachers, and making snide remarks.  You used profanity in the hallways and turned in your homework late (those times you turned it in at all). If not for the concern of a very strict nun with a paddle that spanked your behind; your reputation would be different from the one you enjoy today.

As it happened,  you were invited for an afternoon of detention with Mother Superior; towering, no-nonsense School Principle, and strict, big-handed Disciplinarian.  She had observed your wisenheimer antics for some time decided to intervene.

Upon entering her office, without greeting or fanfare, your pants come down and underwear off.  Then over her desk you're thrown -  positioned just so -  as a brass ruler smacks your skin, blistering your bottom while rivulets of tears stain your cheeks.  You're then pulled up by the ear, turned to the blackboard and ordered to read the School Rules aloud.  Each rule is followed by a sound of her enormous bare hand slapping a small bare bottom.

I will be polite at all times or I will be spanked.
I will do homework on time or I will be spanked.
I will pay attention in class or I will be spanked.
I will not roll my eyes or I will be spanked.
I will not use profanity or I will be spanked.
I will never be late or be spanked...

Now hold your ankles and be roundly lashed with a long leather strap;  five times for each infraction.
And still, in your shirt, jacket, tie, and vest, you're once more marched bottomless by the ear, into the corner.  She places a Dunce Cap on your head and you are to stand motionless. She pays no mind that you're flushed with shame.  Instead, she sits at her desk, does paperwork and takes calls. But whenever you move an inch, she slams you again, this time with her leather paddle and blocking your bottom earns five more withering blows

After an hour or so of corner time and occasional paddling, you are permitted to dress.
You're subdued and humbled; not quite the smart aleck of three hours ago; and although your bottom is raw and stings at the touch, the lessons you have learned about manners, responsibility,  and self-control serve you well in life.

So keep a good thought for Mother Superior, the Disciplinarian behind things you enjoy today; your success, your stature, and fondness for a nicely burning bottom.


Warm Bottoms,
Georgia Cane

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NYC Spanking Disciplinarian

BOSSES - LABOR DAY - AND SPANKING DISCIPLINE: GEORGIA CANE (NYC, NY)

 Labor Day is here to signal the end of summer.  It's the last day for primary colors, anything white, straw hats, seer sucker suits and for packing the gauzy skirts and halter tops away. But by no means was Labor Day created to mark the change of season.  It is to commemorate American workers who help make our business and country thrive and a reminder to treat them with respect. Where would you be without a personal assistant to anticipate your needs; or a Word Processor following faithfully your illegible scrawl or your driver waiting patiently to bring you to and from the office? But too often, you take their services for granted.  That's when a bottom - blistering spanking from a strong Disciplinarian is needed to remind you of proper protocol.


For your own good, you are put in the subordinate position; this means in your office and fully bare. Then you're lead by the ear to the corner with your nose touching the wall and hands behind your back. There you will stand, flush with fear and anticipation as she recites the litany of reasons it is wise to respect your staff; and that your zingers and tirade inhibit creativity costing the company potential earnings.  For that alone, I feel you should be publicly thrashed.


From the desk, you're bent over a chair and positioned just so.  Then, on behalf of all terrified personnel, your bottom is generously sprayed with water and a flat leather strap roundly slaps your bare behind. And since a sound spanking should be -  full of sound -  the snap of leather on your wet skin will ring in your ears.

Then after sixty or so lashes of the strap (or before her arm gets tired) sterner measures will take place and you feel for the crack of the hairbrush on your bruised and sore behind.  Scream 'til your face is blue.  She's heard it all before. And please, spare her the Three P's: Protests, Pleading, and Promises. By now they are music to her ears (and that water bottle can be replaced with rubbing alcohol; so quit while you're ahead).

And then she's done.  Congratulations! This valuable reminder will hold you in good stead the coming fiscal year.  You won't soon forget a happy worker is a productive one and the key to success is an appreciative boss with a nicely burning bottom.

And that is the purpose of  Labor Day.



Warm Bottoms,
Georgia Cane


www.georgiacane.com


 NYC Spanking Disciplinarian

                                                               

BARE BOTTOM SPANKING EASES THE GUILTY CONSCIENCE (New York City , NY)

Most of  us were born with a conscience and  as you grow up, you're taught what is acceptable and unacceptable behavior; much of which is universal.  

You were not to steal,  fib,  be mean to others,  exhibit rudeness, laziness, to be disrespectful to authority or to your elders.   

If you did any of these misdeeds, it was also universal to be taken over a mother's knee, with  pants pulled down - or dress pulled up - and receive a good, hard, bare handed, bare bottom spanking until you cried from anger at being spanked, all the way to real remorse for your actions and by the time she was done,  you'd learned never to do it again.

Due to their in - born conscience and "home training"  when a child gets away with bad behavior it troubles him. Even if he intended not to be caught, it  will secretly aggravate him. Yet he will continue until he receives the punishment he seeks to absolve his  guilt.

This is true for adults as well.  I strongly believe that, very often, some things that were effective as children are still beneficial as adults and  
Spanking Discipline is one of them.

When an adult is rude to his staff,  tells lies (even little white ones)  steals  - anything -   or procrastinates at work,  a Spanking is in order. 

When he's doing things to harm himself such as excessive gambling, overindulging in food, sex or alcohol;  serious discipline is called for.

If it were up to me, I'd take down his underpants and spank the living daylights out of him; past the point that he can tolerate and past the point of tears.  

That way he will feel truly punished for his behavior.   The tears will have washed the guilt away.  His slate is wiped clean - and it's a new day.  
What can be better than that?



Warm Bottoms,
Georgia Cane

Boys Learn When Bottoms Burn

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