selecting a switch

I've described this in lots of stories. I usually pick willow, having grown up in the South. 2 1/2 to 3 feet long, green, the handle end no larger than an index finger, and stripped of all buds, shoots and irregularities. The recipient is motivated to do a good job smoothing it because otherwise those things cause abrasions, and that's part of the story, preparing the switch knowing that it will soon be used on oneself.

Beth 83, next to caning a naughty woman on her knickers down bare bottom, I love to birch them. Yes, this wooden twigs, these beautiful painful twigs, when they land on a woman's naked rear end, is pure sexual and erotic pleasure. Yes, like the cane, its music to my ears.

I will keep these pointers in mind. I have decided that if I have to do any self spanking that I will use switches taken from some of the willows on the property. I tried it once and found that it gave a much more cathartic sting than the wooden hairbrush did.

I understand the time of year also affects the characteristics of a switch - switches cut in the spring or early summer, when the sap is rising, are supposed to be more flexible and 'whippy'; which may account for their popularity in spring fertilitly rites in some places/cultures.

Back in our first house, there were all these long, slender saplings growing around our house. When I'd trimmed them of leaves and lil.branches, they were whippy Ans pretty.

Interesting information, I have experimented with switches on myself and found interesting. My favorite is still the willow but experimenting with raspberry switches is awesome - but ones that have died off and gone brown. Now they have gone a bit brittle but soaking them in water before hand can help.

I forgot to mention above as a scenario where a naughty long legged sinful girl is getting the whole backs of her legs switched while wearing very short shorts with ankle socks and shoes. Assuming position can be standing with legs firmly together and knees kept straight, bending over touching toes - with the backs of her legs looking nice and long and kept perfectly straight, while her strict religious parents apply the switch to the calves just above the ankle socks and then slowly work up her legs to the helm of the unacceptably very short shorts where a slight bit of bottom cheek is showing and then work all the way down her legs again.

That thought had occurred to me. The fact that raspberry shoots are known as "canes" is promising, and you're supposed to cut out the older canes every year after they've fruited anyway.

This sounds cruel to me. The raspberry bushes around here are thorny, and although the thorns are not the big, serious kind that roses have, they still cut the skin if you are not careful. Are the thorns just a Scandinavian phenomenon. or are they part of the "pleasure"?

Next to caning a naughty woman on the bare bottom. Birching her naked rear end is a delight. Like a cane, a good swish with these wooden twigs landing on her derriere makes my sexual and erotic pleasure stand proud and tall.

[font#8A4B08][/font]I was often whipped by my mother on bare buttocks by a flat wooden ruler. I can never forget the incident when she used a switch to whip me.We had a big Mango tree in the back yard. Once.I was foolish enough to forge my marks in Maths from 30 to read as 80. However my forgery was discovered as I was foolish enough not to alter the total suitably. Next day,after dinner my mom came to my room with three sets of switch to my room and asked whether I have not altered the marks. I tried to deny but ultimately I had to confess my guilt. Mom then swore to teach me a lesson that U will never forget. She pushed me on the bed and bared my buttocks and switched me at least 20 times on my bare bottom not minding my cries and pleas. So,whenever a swish is mentioned I remember the swishing I got and involuntarily even after 20 years my hands goes behind to feel my bottom.