I paddled gals like I like to be paddled. That was not enough for some of them. They wanted me to take them to higher falls and push them over.
Blistered red, black, and blue bottoms are a turn-off to me. I would usually quit before they got that way.
Some wanted to be punished for some past sin. Under those limited one-time deals, I would take them all the way. Long past tears to the stage where snot comes out of their noses. Where their legs shake uncontrollably. That's where they wanted to be - completely and fully conquered. It was a gift of submission to me, but it was not always appreciated.
A paddling I liked to give would last them maybe a day. The paddling they wanted would last them over a week, physically and mentally. They would report that the marks would start to fade after a week. And that they missed them.
I am just not a sadist.
Perhaps that explains why you don't see pictures of black and blue on OBB.
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After a decade or so, Bacall and I had our spanking routine down to just how we wanted it. She had her toys, and I had mine. Once in a while, she would ask for more than usual or a paddle that she normally would not want. Rarely she could not take even one of her favorite straps. I either had to tone it down or tell her she would just have to power through it.
Her toys in 2012
See the pussy whip? Grin, The batten replaced it.
Her toys in 2017 - Two stingy paddles added
So do I, bright red is fine, that's a spanking, beyond that I see a beating.
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