Guest blog: The cane – challenge and reward

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I am a total sucker for beautiful descriptions of BDSM, so when this week’s guest blogger popped up in the comments on a blog about subspace, it made me really shivery. Today he’s here to go into a bit more detail, specifically about one of the most intense kink implements: the cane.

Please welcome BibulousOne – if you’re a fan of the cane, you’ll probably have a lot in common…

Update: he now has his own sex blog, so click the link to check out more of his writing.

The cane – challenge and reward

Drifting in subspace.

Each cane stroke a lightning strike

Through the clouds of pain

The cane occupies an almost mythical place in our culture, no doubt because of its long association with school corporal punishment. This seems to be a particularly British obsession, Americans reserving that mythical status for the paddle and probably for the same reason. Having been on the receiving end of both I prefer the cane. The sensation induced is one of exquisite, somehow well-defined torment rather than the raw brutality of the paddle. If pain were noise the cane would generate a greater volume across a narrower and higher frequency range when compared to the paddle’s broad-bandwidth klaxon-like assault on the senses.

My first experience with a mistress ended in a caning of such severity that by the end I was writhing uncontrollably against the restraints, gasping as both my mind and body were completely overwhelmed by what was happening. My conscious mind was so full of pain that it left no room for the safe word, indeed I only remembered some time later that there had even been a safe word. I suspect though, that in most of my BDSM career, I have only played in the foothills of the high mountains of sensation that the right mistress with the right cane could create.

Even so when a mistress picks up a cane I always feel a surge of adrenaline and my breathing involuntarily speeds up as the body takes on oxygen to prepare itself. There is the sense that whatever has gone before was only preparation; our meeting has finally reached its purpose.

Just as the cane is the most demanding of implements it can also be the most rewarding and a steady caning can push me into subspace. For me this is a place where I no longer jerk forward with each blow but lie completely still, absorbing the sensation, letting it flow through me while I calmly wait for the next stroke. The pain is no less intense but it is expected, unthreatening, welcome even. I feel myself sink into the warm comfortable leather of the bench, all cares drifting away as my senses focus on the cane and its effects. After such a session I feel so calm and serene that time seems to move slowly as I drift, mind empty and untroubled. I don’t necessarily need to orgasm as the pain can be its own release. Instead I need the mistress to gently and slowly bring me back down to earth and when, and only when, I have fully returned, to send me back out into the world.

Someone once asked me what it is like to be caned and, without thinking too much, I answered: “like riding a wave.” Later I expanded that notion:

To experience a good caning is to surf a large and fast moving wave. The start is all anticipation: in position; waiting; knowing that it’s coming yet not knowing when. The adrenaline builds, creating a heady mix of excitement and fear as the body prepares itself. You steady your breathing…… waiting…..still. Then it’s there; a wave of pain builds and picks you up, threatening to engulf you. It grows till you are fighting to tame its overwhelming force. You try to ride it, sense its rhythm, and fight to retain some small vestige of control. On and on the wave carries you until you become its creature, all control gone. Finally, with the last strokes, the wave crashes all round you and subsides. Breathing steadies and slows and, knowing that you have been tested and survived, you ride the last ripples of pain to the shore in an endorphin induced boundless calm.


  • Dawn says:

    Caning was something Sir and I had discussed in the last couple of months. We had our first chance a couple of weeks ago. Because neither of us had any experience of it we didn’t go too overboard but afterwards I was on such a high that I can’t wait until the next time :)
    ‘…exquisite, somehow well-defined torment…’ Most definitely!

  • Jessie says:

    Umm. I didn’t get a notification for this post in my e-mail though I have been a subscriber to this blog. Do I have to unsubscribe and again subscribe? :-(

    • Girl on the net says:

      The subscription emails usually go out in the evening – so around 6/7ish GMT. I don’t think anything’s changed with it, it’s just that I got this post up a bit earlier than I do with other ones =) Let me know if you don’t get an email by later tonight though and I can look into it for you! x

      • Jessy says:

        No that’s alright. I got the mail now. Actually I was browsing through the blog when I saw a new entry and thought why I didn’t get a notification. But I guess it’s a late ping on my mail, that’s fine. :-)

  • That is so beautifully written and has given me real insight into something new to me. Thank you.

  • John Strong says:

    Really nicely written piece on something close to my heart. Thank you


  • Northern Boy says:

    Eugggggth. *bites lip *

  • twiglet says:

    Thank you, that space where you just accept and feel it as if it’s through clouds… totally… takes a while mind and is effort like walking up that huge hill… :) thank you for sharing and this is beautifully written. humbly twiglet.

  • Clive M says:

    I so enjoyed reading that blog . I also have dominatrix sessions with a caneing at the core of it . All you put in the blog is exactly what I experience Its so worth taking some painful stingy strokes at the start to flote off and enjoy the latter strokes . It did take me some time to connect with dominatrices that this happen with. It can be off putting if you have a session with a Dom you dont gell
    with and the caning just becomes painful experience I nearly stopt having Dom sessions. I also find that days after the caneing
    I enjoy the welts on my bum and I can go back through the session and enjoy it all over.


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