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Judicial Punishments – the ultimate endorphin rush
By Leia-Ann Woods | June 19, 2009
I have been asked many times why I sign myself up time and again for the “Judicial” punishment, and the truth is I had never really thought about it in great detail. Until now. It seems counter-intuitive for a human, one of all the animal races on this planet, ruled by the will to survive to push oneself emotionally and physically to the limit: yet since human-kind have been doing this since the beginning of time so we folk who take part in these events are no different from any other human on Earth. So why do it? I guess I have two famous answers for that; because I can and because I want to!
There is nothing that instils more fear within me than the unknown, so the best form of CP for me on a psychological level is with an implement that I have either never felt before or that which I really don’t enjoy at the time, both giving me an excitement and fear as I wonder to myself for the weeks leading up to the day itself “Will I do it? Will I make it though the punishment?” And, despite my fear every time, most notably at the last event, where we were to meet the Canadian prison strap and the wooden paddle, I make it and win the award for doing so: elation and a “high” as the endorphins rush through me!
I imagine we all have various methods for preparing for a Judicial, both in the days preceding the moment itself and on the day itself, so all I can really tell you is how I do it. For me, the most important piece of preparation is mental preparation within the final hour, as I call it. Some girls seem to nervously crack jokes, others are quiet. I am one of the quiet ones (yes it does happen sometimes people!), someone who prefers to sit quietly and meditate. It relaxes me down and focuses my mind (which has a habit of flitting between subjects at the best of times!) on what is going to happen to me and what I will do with the energy (or pain, if you like!) once the punishment commences.
At the last event (held in late October of last year), where we were going to receive the Canadian prison strap and the wooden paddle, the the other girls all elected to not find out where they were in the line-up. I was the only one who needed to know. I felt almost ashamed of myself on the day for not being able to face that unknown, but there is only so much control even a submissive like me can relinquish! So, knowing where I was to be I changed and sat, meditating and waiting for my turn. Now believe me, here is why time stretches before you, and the moment for the Punisher to begin to begin never seemed to happen, but yes! Finally even through my meditative state I heard he begin and heard the first girl called out to be dealt with. I should have felt relief that it was not me, however I am someone who cannot bear to hear another person in pain even if I know they enjoy it and want it to happen, so in many ways, listening to the “prisoners” before me was even more torture than the event itself, strange am I not?
Topics: Leia-Ann Woods, Spanking Models, Spanking Reviews | 2 Comments »
June 20th, 2009 at 1:10 pm
This is a great artice never met a submissive like you, But I would like to.
June 20th, 2009 at 8:39 pm
Nice article. And you are a very lovely lady!
Canadian Prison strap?!? I am Canadian — I’ve been here for all of my 40 years. I know such straps were used in the prison system, in the prior to the ’60s I think. They are, of course, now considered inhumane, for use as is all other official forms of corporal punishment in the prison systems. I guess this underscores the need for careful planning and controled scenes. The psychological impacts are signifciant, as you note, moreso than the physical impacts.