Visiting Miss Gin
This testimonial was written by the very naughty boy, Mark J. It was originally posted on his website Billenkoek in Dutch, below is the English translation.
The Netherlands has quite a few mistresses, but in general they are not specifically focused on spanking. That doesn't have to be a problem, but I feel like there is a big difference between an SM room and a more homely suit for your buttocks. While searching the internet, I recently came across Miss Gin's site. Miss Gin is not a mistress but a real disciplinarian: someone who spanks as punishment. After a short contact I wanted to visit Miss Gin.
Respectful approach
I got my good feeling about this lady from reading her site and blog. Everything shows her love for spanking. This is not someone who does it for the money, this is a hobby and a passion. A visit to Miss Gin is not free, she is a professional, but her motivation is certainly not just the amount of money you hand over. Because of my good feeling, I decided to contact her. I was curious what she would be like as a person and what it would take to make an appointment with her. As a "bad boy" I am naturally respectful when it comes to strict ladies. That requirement was also expressly stated on its site. An email exchange followed in which she came across as direct and approachable. It didn't take long before we set a date for my visit with her.
The visit to Miss Gin
On the day of the visit, I was quite nervous. It's no small feat to visit a strict lady who plans to spank you. Moreover, she had warned me that being late would mean extra punishment. So on top of the punishment I already received! Miss Gin is receiving in Utrecht and I had planned my trip there well. I crossed the threshold right on time and was received very friendly. She was happy that I was on time (me too!) and I was allowed to sit down for an introductory meeting. There was a large paddle on the table and I asked if it was meant for late arrivals. That was confirmed!
I indicated that I was quite nervous. Miss Gin was very understanding and we talked for quite some time about all kinds of topics related to spanking as well as completely different things. She is from the United States so the conversation was in English. Finally, she steered the conversation to the reason for my arrival: what did I deserve to be punished for? I gave her a number of reasons, one of which was bad language. With the reasons for punishment on the table, it was time for a spanking!
Hobbit Hole
I had to come with her to the "Hobbit Hole", the room downstairs. Even though Miss Gin isn't big, I felt a lot smaller when I got there! A little timidly I looked around and saw myself surrounded by a collection of instruments for spanking. Furthermore, the room was nicely decorated, even with spanking-related works of art. That is a passion of hers. As I looked around, I hadn't been paying close attention, but when I turned my attention back to her, I saw her passing by with a new bar of Dove soap. I was already afraid of what that probably meant...
Miss Gin started lecturing me and then I had to stand in the corner. Even while I was standing there, she was still grilling me. The moment of truth was getting closer. Soon I had to stand in front of her and without batting an eyelid she started undoing my pants and taking them down. I had to get over my knees, but I still saw that there was a whole collection of instruments on the table behind her! The first blows landed and weren't very hard. For a moment I thought it wouldn't be too bad, but I was so wrong!
My underwear also went down (bad boys get spanked on their bare bottom) and I felt the impact of a sturdy instrument, alternating with her hand. That really hurt! In the meantime, I was lectured again about my behavior. After that first round, with my butt already glowing, I had to get up and go back to the corner.
Soap!
However, I didn't stand there for long. I had to turn around and raise my arms. Miss Gin pulled my clothes over my head and there I stood naked with only my socks on. Embarrassed, I covered my sex with my hands, but that wasn't allowed. I had to cross my arms behind my back. Then I was dragged by my upper arm to the bathroom and that's where everything I feared happened: my mouth was washed out with soap. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue! I reluctantly complied and the sturdy brush nearby certainly helped. The bad taste of soap filled my mouth and then I had to bite into the soap and put my hands on the sink. I still got hit with the brush and it hurt quite a bit on my already battered buttocks!
Then checked whether my teeth marks were deep enough in the soap. That wasn't the case so the soap went back into my mouth and again I was hit with that hard brush. Check again and it still wasn't deep enough. Miss Gin simply put the soap back and picked up the brush again. I knew I had no choice but to sink my teeth into the soap. More bad soap taste and bits of soap stuck to my teeth! But luckily this time it was good and I was even allowed to rinse immediately. Still, the taste of the soap lingered for long time!
On the bed
The punishment wasn't over yet! Lying on my stomach on the bed, I was spanked again for my buttocks. She also used heavier instruments (even my own belt) and I didn't feel like Miss Gin was holding back. To make matters worse, I was "allowed" to put the soap in my mouth again. Biting a bar of soap while being spanked is painful and embarrassing!
My bottom was red hot and very sore by the time Miss Gin announced that the punishment was over. I was allowed to look at the results in the full-length mirror and I saw how swollen and red my bottom now looked. But to be honest, I deserved it. With the promise that I would improve my behavior, I was allowed to get dressed again and the punishment was over.
After a short discussion in which the atmosphere was again very friendly, it was time for me to go home again. Yet the pain was not over yet because Miss Gin made me sit on the train all the way home. And that was certainly no fun on my sore bottom!
Valuation
My visit to Miss Gin felt like a visit to a good friend who knows what naughty boys need. I felt a connection with her almost immediately. She is a friendly and open person, approachable but someone who makes demands. She took plenty of time for me, both for a good conversation but also for a good spanking because I deserved it! As soon as the punishment started, she was in control and it stayed that way until she said it was over. I really took a beating, very painful at times but she remained calm and methodical, delivering each blow with control and accuracy. Despite the pain and my vulnerable position, I felt completely safe with her. I look back on my encounter with her with great satisfaction and would highly recommend her as someone to go to for a spanking.
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