If Only...

You see it every day in some way or another and if you are like me, it drives you nuts.

Women so self centered, oblivious, or just don't seem to care that their actions or inactions are making things difficult for those around them.

You know the things I am talking about.

That woman in the turning lane at the red light who is talking away on her cell phone and doesn't notice the arrow turn green. That green arrow does not last long and when you honk at her to get her attention, she turns around to give you a dirty look for daring to disturb her conversation then finally goes just as the light turns red again.

The women in the theater answering their phones during the movie disturbing those that paid a lot of money to watch.

Grocery stores seem to be where these woman really decide to behave badly.

You see it all the time.

You get only a few things, perhaps some ice cream in the hot summer, so you go to the express lane for 20 items or less only to find that the woman 2 places up is unloading a nearly full cart saying its only a few more.

The woman holding up a line arguing that she should be able to use expired coupons.

Or she says she forgot something and takes her time going who knows where while people are waiting.

Waits until the cashier is finished ringing up everything to remember she has coupons and start looking for them.

Or she waits until everything is rung up before taking out her checkbook to fill the check out.. she could have had it ready with all but the total written in. Then after filling it out, is surprised that the cashier wants to see identification so starts searching.

Or is talking on her phone while slowly unloading her cart one item at a time while the cashier rings it up and waits for the next item.

Then there are the cashiers at banks or other places that while you are at the head of the line and it is your turn, stop to answer the phone and talk to them or take their order, and when finally done, she asks what it was you needed again.

While most people would just get mad or want to yell at them, you and I are both thinking the same thing.

She needs a good spanking!

How great would it be if the beleagured victims of these selfish women, could just hang up her phone, bend her over the nearest table and take their belt to her.

Or better yet there is a paddle or cane hanging up at every checkout line.

I know I wouldn't mind waiting a couple extra minutes while one of these women were dealt with.

Line em up and spank em!

A good hard spanking is just what they need and I would bet that grocery shopping and traffic would run a whole lot smoother and efficiently if we were allowed to give it to them.

When and what circumstances have you in daily life found yourself saying "she could do with a damn good spanking"?

How it Began

The most amazing record has been found.

It is believed to be a story that has been passed down thru generations that recorded the fascinating origin of important events.

This is the rough translation..

Oogoo came home from another very rough day. They were always rough, but this one seemed even more so.

As usual, his day consisted of him and the other men in the tribe going out hunting and skinning and territory skirmishes with other tribes. Fresh food was needed every day and skins as well for clothing and other uses around the caves.

It might seem like daylight hours would be long enough, but, everything took 3 times as long then what with everyone trying to get around on all fours.

On this day OOgoo was worn out more so than usual and had stopped off with his mates for some cactus beer to unwind. He knew he would hear about it from his nagging wife and he was right.

When he got back to his cave, he took off his skin garment as they always did in the summer with it being so warm in the cave. There was his wife Mooga waiting. Oh how she carried on about his being late, about how he had said they would be moving caves months ago, how hot the summer days have been, how little meat he had been bringing back lately, how she didn't like him drinking cactus beer. She continued to carry on even as preparing dinner.

Oogoo had to put up with this every day and as usual tried to tune her out.

Then she started yelling at him about the mosquitoes that he had let in. At least this was a real worry as the mosquitoes were much bigger then and could cause quite the discomfort, so while she crouched there cooking, he went about trying to get rid of them.

Then he noticed one had landed on her butt. So, he bashed it with his large rough hand. She gave a yelp and berated him for striking even as he tried to explain that he saved her from a bite.

When she turned back around to continue dinner preparation, he sat there staring for a bit, then gave her another whack on the butt. She yelped again and told him to quit it and to just wave any mosquitoes away instead since his hand had stung.

Oogoo, sat there for a minute, and then without warning, dragged Mooga over his big legs and just kept whacking away at her butt with his large hard hand.

After a while, she started shrieking with every swat as the pain and fire started building. The slaps and her cries sounded loudly thru the cave and had brought the neighbors to form a curious audience as they crouched around the cave entrance watching.

They all watched as Oogoo was telling Mooga that he was sick of all her complaining and nagging and wanted it to stop. Mooga was crying and saying she would behave and she would treat him better, promising to be ever so good.

The neighbors took great notice in this, especially men who had similar problems and they made plans to try the same method.

when, Oogoo finally let her up after a couple more minutes of continuous swatting, she next did something that truly astounded everyone.

She leapt off his lap, and stood up and started frantically rubbing her stinging butt. She had stood up on two feet!

Soon everyone tried standing up and realized how much better everything would be from now on. Both in their caveholds and getting around every day.

And that, everyone is how spanking got started and how man discovered how to stand upright.

... and fetch the slipper, young lady!

The cane seems to be by far the most common spanking instrument in Europe.. at least in England, from what I can gather. Also very popular seems to be the slipper. The cane and slipper from what I see, appears the most often to be utilized in videos and talked about over there.

It took a while, but the cane has made it to America to start to become a little bit more popular within spanking households and communities.

The slipper has not made its way across the Atlantic yet, though. Not that I have seen anyway. None of my friends has been spanked or has spanked with a slipper.

As with all things, especially spanking related, I try to not prejudge until it is experienced. Some things, of course, I will have strong opinions on, that can't be helped. But, I just hadn't thought of getting whacked with footwear. But, I was determined to give the slipper a try. And with a very willing partner that has no problem at all trying new things spanking, I did so.

Here at the edge of the desert, it gets cold to very cold at nights and early mornings. Because of this, Mike and I both have slippers that we put on when letting the dogs out, getting the paper, and other things that take us out to the cold.

This pair is just like mine and his is the same type but a dark grey.

Well yesterday I gave our slipper soles a good cleaning as the last thing I wanted was to get whacked with anything dirty and set about to trying slipper spanking.

So, when we were ready, I took off my shorts and panties, laid across his lap. Now this was to try just the slipper so with a nice white surface as I hadn't had a spanking in like a week, and with no "warm up" hand spanking, Mike set to slowly using the slipper.

When I had no reaction, he picked up the pace and strength. After a couple minutes, I told him he is going to have to do it a bit harder for it to do any good. Sure, I was feeling it, but having been spanked for years now, it was really no discomfort, certainly nothing nearing a pain and really it was just making things nice and warm. Mike then surprised me by saying he had been using pretty much full force for a while. We tried a little longer and after around 60 or so swats, we called it quits.

I had a look in the mirror and my bottom had gone a light pink. But nothing like if I had 60 swats with anything else, even his hand.

Well, as long as I had him in a spanking mood, we went on to bigger and better spanking and the resulting fun afterwards, but this post is about the slipper.

On reviewing the experience, I found nothing like what I had been seeing around the net regarding the slipper.

For instance, this:

As this is apparently from a commercial clip, I can only conclude that this reaction to a swat was a bit of theatrical embellishment

This was more like my experience

 Her looking back as if to say, I'm fine. In fact more, more. A bit of pink from the swats.

Like here as well.

 I came across some that showed quite a bit more results of the slipper at least at first glance like this. Where there seems to be quite a bit more color

 But, if you could look right before she started in with the slipper,

that coloring was already there from her hand.

I think we gave the slipper a very fair try, but in the end, it was far from a formidable spanking use. In fact it seemed pretty mild and actually pleasing.

Keeping in mind that I suppose if we had went on for a long time maybe with hundreds of swats, eventually there would be a good deal of soreness and marks. But, really can't that be said about anything, even wet spaghetti, eventually. And anyways, I think his arm would give out before I would.

Did we have it wrong? Girls, when you get whacked with a slipper, is it a different experience for you? and how? Guys, what kind of reactions do you get when you use the slipper?

Is it any Wonder?

Is it any wonder that a kinky girl has to buy so many more panties than those that are not as lucky to be like us?

Just have a look at what a lot of us have to endure (granted gladly).

There comes a point during spankings of a length or intensity where the heat and sting makes it nearly impossible for a girl to stay still. Admonishments to keep still are just not going to do much good. The impulse to move, to kick, wiggle, and try to escape is just about involuntary.

When this happens and panties are still on and down like arund the knees and ankles, then waistbands and leg bands get all stretched out and we are left with expensive rags once the spankings are all over.

Now, guys, I know what you are thinking. That it keeps the leg kicking to a minimum and this is true. But, I ask, really how often does the kicking get to really be in the way of you giving the spanking or in danger of you getting a foot upside the head. And besides, I know you don't exactly hate the view that all that wiggling and squirming and kicking is providing you.

However, I can understand if the kicking might get out of hand say if you been spanking for a while with say a hairbrush or paddle that has that sting and heat just building to an awful inferno and maybe the legs are getting a little too wild.

If that is the case, there are plenty of positions or things you can do to keep it under control.

But I can understand wanting the more personal, intimate over the lap positions that will work also

But, panties half off, while it might work somewhat,

 is just gonna get them stretched out and need replacing and lingerie has only gotten more expensive.

So how about a deal guys, either take the panties off all the way or no getting mad when the Victorias Secret bills come. Ok?