Writing a Femdom Story
I’m fairly casual. I really let it write itself. Let me explain.
I have an intro and I have a rough idea of where I’m going. But I don’t usually know the ending. That comes later as the story and the characters develop and new ones are introduced, or introduce themselves. I don’t think it’s laziness or lack of imagination. It’s just the way I work.
SPANKING
That always gets a reader’s attention. And it’s not a bad way to start a story. A male victim is put across a woman’s knee and his bare bottom is tanned. There may be a conversation between them, which explains why he’s getting his bum smacked. (I can almost feel the start of a story.) He deserves it. He may have been unfaithful and has offered himself up for a whacking. Or she may be punishing him for being lazy and not getting a job. Or she may just be doing it because he’s a man and has cheeked her. To be honest, I have always worked out beforehand why he’s being spanked. I always get that far at least. But I don’t always begin with a slapped backside.
However, spanking plays a considerable role in my stories. I find it one of the most difficult scenes to write. How he feels, getting a sore bottom. How she feels, giving him one. She’s usually pleased with herself, but there could be times when she’s sorry but she still has to do it. (Ooh, I can feel another story starting. I don’t think I’ve used a female character like her. Take note, Rosie.) The carrying out of the punishment: how hard, how soft, how painful, how red the bottom will be, how red it is when it’s ended, is explained. She can be proud. He can sometimes be pleased, though not usually. He can hop about with pain. She can put him over her lap again and put healing ointment on his bum. I do use that quite a lot. I’m not always sure why the women do it. They must have more maternal instincts than me.
(You see I am always drawn into the story as I write.)
Women can be spanked by women. Quite a few of my girls have had their knickers pulled down for a walloping. I remember one story where a young woman is hurled across her mother’s hip for a good spanking. Funny, that alway stays in my memory.
CANING
This is nearly always reserved for men, who have misbehaved in a terrible way.
I can let go with this. Their bottoms can be battered to my heart’s content. They are men, after all. And I think many women share with me a secret desire to give them a thrashing. They can be so thoughtless at times. A good beating would not be remiss. Well, that’s what I think. Sometimes.
Anyway, it’s fun to describe one being tied naked over a bench for a good caning from a woman. Ooh, yes, the woman can unleash a veritable flogging of his bum if she (or I) so wishes. She can lash his bottom till it’s scarlet or she can carefully spread out the strokes on his bare bum with little gaps in between them. Then she can, if she fancies, double-cane him, lacing his backside where it’s not been hit or, even better, lashing him where he’s already been caned.
( Ooh, I can hear him scream now. I get carried away with a story sometimes.)
The untying of the victim and his staring, in shock or horror, at the reflected image of his crimson behind almost brings a tear to my eyes – but I resist it. Sometimes, he actually smiles at the redness. No accounting for taste.
Women are sometimes caned by women. But not usually.
THE BIRCH
This is much like the cane, in that the man is fastened over a bench. But it’s different in its own way. The lashing is spread over his backside. I always think of it as being more or less as painful as the cane. Sometimes more so. A true birch is quite an ugly thing to look at. It’s long twigs tied down at the end. But it does hurt. In one story, the women – there is more than one – has it fastened above the bloke’s spanking bench as a constant reminder of what he could face if his misbehaviour gets worse. Oooh!
I don’t think I want to talk about the birch any more. Ugly thing!
THE PADDLE
This is more like it.
A flat piece of wood, usually, with a handle at one end. It can be substituted by a hairbrush or a ping-pong bat, but I prefer to always use the real thing. When I say “use”, I mean write about it.
It’s advantage is that it doesn’t have any feelings, unlike a woman’s hand. When she’s carrying out a severe spanklng, her hand can get awfully sore. The paddle is very useful. She can bend a man over her knee and concentrate on giving his bare bottom a good walloping without the distraction of knowing that the harder she spanks him the worse it is for her hand.
I’ve used the paddle many times to describe a man getting a good hiding. It’s the next best thing to the cane. It flattens his buttocks. He yowls. And he’ll keep yowling until it ends. And she doesn’t feel anything other than satisfaction that a naughty man has had his bottom well and truly spanked.
BONDAGE
I’ve used bondage in a recent story. A naked man is tied to a pole for 24 hours. Everyone who passes has to cane him once. He’s been there half a day. He is sore and extremely fed up.
I can’t remember using bondage before, but I will in future. For I know that many people like to read about it, and many like to experience it. I’ll do some research. I may even experiment with it. But that’s another tale.
PEGGING
The insertion of a dildo by a woman into a man’s bottom.
Yep, it sounds sexy. And the men who bend over for it, like it. Do your research. Men say they feel “a lightening sensation from head to toes”. They wow about “the rhythmic pressure massaging the prostate”, “the amazing orgasm that accompanies the activity”, and say “there’s something electrifying about a woman being the aggressor”.
I’ve used it several times in stories. Great fun.
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I hope you’ve enjoyed that and that it might inspire you to join our team. Good luck. And get as immersed as I am with Femdon stories.
Rosie
