Protect Yourself

I knew that today was going to be different since I was getting spanked by Dana instead of Michael. I just didn't know how different it would be and how much of an impact it would have on me. Michael had been emailing me for the last few weeks, saying that he know I had a high pain tolerance and that Dana would be testing out how much I could handle. So I was absolutely expecting it to be more severe and I knew that Dana could hit pretty hard. I got to their place and sat down for our usual talk and I was mentioning a lot about my frustrations with work, mainly my boss and also my employees. So much is expected from me and I don't get the appreciation I deserve for doing it. I have this conversation a lot with them and its not that I don't appreciate having a job in general and there are certain aspects that I enjoy, but I do a lot. I do my job, my boss's job, I clean up after my employees mistakes and I don't stand up for myself. Michael and Dana are constantly telling me that its not okay to be treated this way or to let it get to me in the way that it does. 

After our fairly long talk, they told me to come upstairs and help set up the scene, this time before getting ready with hair and make-up. I walked in to see a bed full of various implements, all of them looking pretty vicious! There had to have been at least a dozen of them, none of them being dainty or small in any way. I got more nervous than usual, but we were just setting up so I still had time to freak out. We went over the scene and positions so we could set up the cameras, all the while Dana was getting in my head about how this way was better for her swing or this way she could hold on tight to me. I knew that she was psyching me out a bit, but it didn't stop it from working.  When the cameras were all set, they let me take a minute to fill out some paperwork. I came back to find Dana sitting in the first position on the bench, waiting for me. She called me over to sit down and then they started filming. 

I was completely thrown off guard. I hadn't gotten changed or done my make-up or anything! Dana began talking about how we weren't going to do that this time, that we were just going to start the spanking. In this scene we were going to be using a multitude of implements on me and then she asked me which one I thought would hurt the most. I pointed to the one next to the cane, which was the curse of Dana Wallop. So she picked it up and made me put out my hand so I could feel the hefty sting. I remembered seeing a video where she tested it and it looked like it hadn't taken much effort or time for her spankee to be crying out in pain. Dana then mentioned that the best part about this one was that it really didn't require much swing for her, she could keep wiggling back and forth effortlessly and it would still hurt tremendously. I definitely believed her, but she put it back down for now and went on to discuss that this video had two names picked out already. Depending on how it went, it would either be called Breaking Dani or Unbreakable Dani. She asked if I thought I could make it through all of those implements, especially since she really didn't want to title it Unbreakable Dani. I nervously said that it looked like a lot of mean implements, but we will have to see if my butt could handle it.

Dana said that we would find out soon and then told me to stand up and grab the first implement while I was up. It was a thick wooden brush and this would be my first time being hit with an actual brush. I grabbed it and then laid across her lap. She asked me if I should even get a warm up since tough girls like me shouldn't. Though, she was kind enough to warm me up while explaining all the areas I could be spanked. She was hitting both cheeks, of course, on the top of my butt, my sit spot, on the sides and lastly the dreadful thighs. The warm up stopped there and she grabbed the brush. It took her only a few swats to pick up some speed and it stung like no other! The actual brush was pretty painful and showed no mercy. Dana started talking about how she made a lot of people wish she had a safe word, which of course I didn't have either. She asked me what I would do if I hit my limit, to which I replied that I would simply get up. Well, of course, its not so simple to get up when Dana has leverage and she showed me. I was to try to get up, while she continuously whacked me hard with the brush, and alas I couldn't. Then she moved my one leg over hers so she could prove an even more strategic way to keep me from moving and then swatted away at the center of my cheeks. I was moaning in pain and wishing that maybe I could wiggle away, but I knew I couldn't and that I had something to prove.

She had me get back into position for a few more whacks and then had me get up again to grab a couple of implements this time. There was a thick, wooden spoon and a thin strap and also a rubber paddle. She started off with the spoon, mentioning how I had experienced a spoon before, but nothing like this one. It was really thick and packed a big bang! I was kicking and moving as much as I could while Dana kept picking me up and slapping my feet away. It hurt so bad, but I knew I could handle more and before I knew it she had switched to the strap. It was so small and sharp, hitting every crevice on my bottom. My poor thighs got the most of it, I was starting to miss the heavy spoon when the strap hit between my cheeks. She moved on suddenly to the rubber paddle. Stopping only to ask if I had experience the rubber before. I had once in my first discipline video, but not like this one. It looked thin, but hit hard! She kept hitting and hitting, I was shouting, but not stopping her. I knew I could handle it, I wish I didn't, but I wasn't stopping her. In fact, she had me get up again and grab the next two. 

I saw the big round paddle coming next and was not looking forward to it. She talked for only a moment before showing no mercy with the dreaded paddle. I wasn't even caring what else was going on at this point, I was in pain and with the paddle it was radiating through my body. It seemed to land straight on my cheeks every time. She kept spanking me really fast for what seemed like a long time and then told me to get up. Knowing that there was only so much force you can put into an otk spanking, we were moving to me on my knees and elbows. She already had another paddle in hand and was talking about how tired she was, which I was as well, but in a completely different manner. She started to hit all over with the rubber paddle, talking about how she was tenderizing my bottom for the other stuff. Then of course, moving on to hitting me hard with that one before grabbing the next one. 

She told me that I learned a lesson not too long ago about the difference between being a submissive and being a pushover.  Dana then kept asking me what that lesson had to do with today's session, while still hitting me. I told her that I couldn't think right now and so she went on to tell me that maybe it had to do with learning when to stand up and protect myself. She tossed that paddle aside and was hitting me with what felt like a whip and kept yelling at me to protect myself. She quickly moved on to another paddle, going right into hitting me hard on my sit spot. I felt myself wanting to get up, but something kept stopping me. It wasn't until the next implement, the curse of Dana, that really made me start to shout! She kept saying that she wasn't going to take it easy on me, but when was I going to protect myself. She stopped for a moment to tell me that just because I can take a skin breaking beating, doesn't mean that I should. I need to decide for myself when its too much and enough is enough. 

I was fighting some real inner demons during the last few minutes. I was in a lot of pain from the wallop, to which she was not cutting me any slack with. I was moving around so much and doing everything besides standing up, to get away from the pain. I wish I had the knowledge that I do now to stand up and stop the beating before it became too much. I kept taking it and taking it and even after she whacked me senseless with the curse of Dana, I didn't stop her. She gave me the opportunity to say that I've had enough, she paused and asked me again before grabbing the cane. I didn't say anything, I wanted to, but my mouth wouldn't move. So Dana had me get back into position. She started immediately hitting me hard with the cane and talked about how I had taken over 115 strokes of the cane with Michael. It was nothing like this, though, this cane was thick and she was giving it all of her might. I was almost getting up, I was screaming and I kept putting one foot down, but I just didn't get up. She again, gave me a chance to stop her, giving me to the count of 5 to stand up. I kept putting a foot down and then back up. It hurt more than any spanking I have ever had before, but something inside of me didn't want to quit. Like I thought that I would disappoint her by stopping too soon, but really I was just disappointing myself and Dana by letting it go on. She hit me really hard after she saw that I wasn't getting up and then she just stopped.

Dana walked over and knelt by my face, making me look at her. She asked why I had let her do this to me, that this was too much! I didn't know, all I could say was that I knew I could handle it so thats why I kept going. At this point, I had begun crying a little for what was a multitude of reasons. She was talking about how I had gone through so much in my life and that my heart had been beat up just as much. I let people walk all over me and a lot of the bad things in my life could have been stopped if I had just stood up for myself. She had me get up and look at her while she told me that she never wants me to let anyone else do this to me, to my butt or my heart. Dana hugged me for a long time and I kept crying. I couldn't stop thinking about everything that I let happen to me in my life. All of the times I let someone take me past my limit, emotionally and physically. I got myself into bad situations just because I didn't want to let someone down or because I thought I could handle it. It doesn't make it okay. I am a tough girl and I have been through a lot. I shouldn't have experienced all of these things, no one should have to go through what I have gone through. Not just with Dana, she only did this cruel spanking to get it in my head that this was not okay. I need to protect myself and hopefully now I can look back on this spanking and learn from it. I definitely don't want to be beat up like that again and I don't want to be emotionally torn down, either. I have to stop letting others treat me like crap and stand up for myself. I can't change the past, but I can make a better future for myself and the people I love.

I have to thank Dana, and Michael, for teaching me this lesson in the harsh way that I know wasn't fun for them either. I cannot share my appreciation enough for what they have done for me. This was by far the most emotional lesson that I needed to learn. Its going to take time, but I think I can slowly start to change that pushover side of me. 

Dani

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