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?

Holding Out for a Hero

             (credit to Bonnie Tyler for the title)

I was flipping thru tv channels desperately trying to find anything worth watching, when I began realizing a disturbing prevalence in almost every story line.

Almost all men, especially in the leading roles, were shown as idiots. Bumbling, stumbling, over-emotional, effeminate. The few that did have any type of masculinity, talked in mono sylable grunts and given apish intelligence and mannerisms. The men are treated with such disrespect, disdain, and ridicule by girlfriends/wives, female coworkers and friends, and even their daughters.

One show, NCIS, did have a strong male lead, but it seems like the team needed a member that was a fool that was constantly derided by the female member and seemed only to accidentally be of help when he was.

Show after show after show, was like this.

We have not been to the movie theaters in a long long time, but I have to assume that this emasculization trend has reached the big screens as well.

I know what you are saying.. it's only tv

Growing up, my brother and I were not allowed to watch much television at all. It was pretty much limited to approved of children's shows and educational shows.

As a teen, I started watching tv downstairs in the basement after i was sure that my mom and dad would be in bed for the night.

Pretty much the only things on then, since we only had basic tv service, was talk shows that I have never been interested in or watched, old movies, and reruns of old tv shows.

Television, also, for me was exposure to men not my dad or my teachers. Handsome men playing the part of cowboys, gangsters, fathers in sitcoms, detectives, and so on and so on.

The memorable, remarkable, and very noticable distinction of men being strong, decisive, intelligent. Men with machismo and of noble character. Men who were in charge of the house and confident and competent in daily affairs.

Like many girls, specially with the inclinations of those reading this site, these old shows and movies became the fuel of all kinds of imaginative scenes and fantasies during budding curiosity and sexual awareness.

I would let my fingers and mind wander to fantasies being under the care and protection of those rugged hard macho cowboys.

Perhaps of the wisdom and guidance of many of the father figures of family shows

A femme fatale to a gruff no nonsense detective

And should I show disrespect or a bit too much sass and willfulness, taken in hand by the assertive strong man that would not hesitate to correct these errors when spanking such young ladies seemed quite the norm

 rather than now spanking being associated with serial killers or women with mental illness.

I feel sorry for girls watching men protrayed as whiny, dumb, helpless, effeminate as they are today since it was watching the real men of older tv and films that made me realize the type of man I want.

Is it just American tv and such that has turned this way or is it the way of European tv as well? Can you think of any shows today that show men as they used to be portrayed? Girls can you remember being influenced and/or fantasizing of the men? Guys did you try to emulate them?

Music is Everywhere!

This is the message that jazz musician Jorge Perez has set out to spread far and wide.

Who would not applaud such an effort. Music is an art that spans all ages and cultures with so many variations and combinations of different instruments and vocalists.

Well you have to love how Perez has decided to air his message.

He spanks 4 thong-clad women for 3 minutes.

http://youtu.be/R5mMRiiCwak

What an incredibly brilliant idea at least for a spanking enthusiast that I fully believe he must be.

Think of what must have been involved in this professional production.

The auditions- who knows how many women lined up to audition to work with and be associated with this reknowned artist. And of course he would have to give them spanking tests to make sure he could work with them. Maybe even giving each one a repeat spanking as the candidates narrowed down to be sure he is ending up with the right 4.

Then the production itself. In the music industry, a 3 minute video is far from lasting a mere 3 minutes. Hours of takes and retakes are required to achieve the edited 3 minute final video.

Jorge Perez could possibly have spanked a hundred women, some more than once and then these 4 may have been given several thousand swats before the final 3 minutes. So, yeah, the individual swats may not have been very hard, but, after a few thousand of them, I can guarantee, from a bit of experience, that they had the marks and the soreness of a "real" spanking the next morning.. specially if they had little or no spanking experience.

Then he is applauded and recognized for spreading the message of music and will most likely make a LOT of money as a result.

Absolutely brilliant, Mr Perez. Let us all hope it is the beginning of what will be come a spanking music craze.

A Reasonable Plea from the Corner

Ok all of you, I think we can agree that two of the most widely discussed and contentious aspects of a spanking is rubbing and corner time.

And here I am going to bring it up again. And I know what you are thinking. As a frequently spanked girl, I am going to be against both corner time and the no rubbing rule. I will admit it now, you are right.

The thing is, I can understand you guys out there and your positions on both. You spent all this time spanking her and making sure she feels it and you don't want her to "rub the sting away". You want her standing in the corner, reflecting on what she has done wrong and feeling the stinging and throbbing results of all your efforts you put into spanking your naughty young lady.

I get this. I really do. It makes sense. But, let me plead my case as to why this is not only not necessary, but it would be benificial to both of you to forgo these ongoing practices.

There are two things that a just spanked girl wants to do most as soon as she is let up. The first is to rub, of course. The second is to have a look. This is only natural!

Her bottom is on fire and stinging with a heat that is not like any other sensation life can offer. Repeated impact with hand, leather, wood, is so different from any other burn or sensation. Touching a hot pan left on a stove for instance, leaves an immediate burn to skin that she will not want to rub. This burn is different. Spanking has skin and muscle left with a deep heat and sting that demands a rub, but what you guys don't understand, is that it really doesn't do any good. It is more psychological than physical that rubbing really helps.

 It is something to do with the hands and may seem like it's helping but really, unless you let her do it for minutes on end, really is not making any difference. And girls, be honest, you know it's true. Specially the longer the spanking has lasted.

So really, you have no need to worry that she is rubbing away the stinging pain that you have worked so hard to create. It will still be there, plus, think about this. When she rubs, she feels that heat in the skin, she feels that change in texture from a smooth surface to perhaps being able to trace raised fingerprints or even the distinctive so-named tramlines left by a cane and all in between.
Ok, you wanted her to learn a lesson. Let that be it. Let her feel for herself the results of your efforts.
Now, assuming you have let her rub, the next thing she wants to do is look.

She has just spent 20 minutes, half hour, maybe longer. Over your lap, bent over the bed, what have you. Getting spanked possibly with hand, leather paddle, tawse, wood paddles, canes, whatever you have decided to use. You have had the pleasure of watching every swat and reaction and observed her pale skin turn the spectrum of pinks and reds and perhaps into the magenta, purples depending on how much spanking you have felt she needed. You got to see every squirm, kick, wriggle, bounce.

You have seen up close the reactions in her body that she might have wished she could hide yet as she did squrim and kick you have seen the evidence that your every stroke has sent her into a malestorm of arousal that only the combination of pain and pleasure of a spanking can leave her with that has your pants damp under her and has her so swollen and wet.

You have had all this visual stimulus and no doubt she too has felt how hard you are beneath her.
Now let her have a look in the mirror to see the results of your labor. Let her see what she has felt. Let her stand in front of the mirror and feel proud of that she has took all you have dished out and let her see those red handprints, those brush ovals, those strap stripes, those cane welts.

Probably the most popular complaint of a regularly spanked girl is that the redness and marks are so shortlived. Right girls??

So, let her have a chance to appreciate what you have seen for the last half hour or so.

Now as for corner time. Assuming you have let her rub and look, and you have watched her doing so, you cannot tell me that you now want to send her to a corner. You may think she will be thinking of what she has done wrong, but I gotta tell you, for most of us (obviously not all, especially to those that are far more serious about spanking as pure punishment) the time she has thought about that is long past.

Right now, she is a just spanked hell cat dripping with desire, hot, wet, and can't wait for you both to fuck each others brains out. So why lose that with time in a corner. Surely you both want what she wants, what we all want next!

and

So, how bout it guys? No more "no rubbing, young lady" and no more corners. Right girls?

Valentines Day Spanking Importance

OK, here is the thing. My boyfriend has insisted on holiday spankings. This means christmas, new year, fourth july (i think maybe you guys call it rebellion day or something), thanksgiving, easter, etc etc, and valentines day.

Do I complain? of course not! Far as I'm concerned, the days of NO spanking should be the exception.
However, Mike insists that valentines day really IS a holiday with a spanking tradition.

Now, he knows he does not need to convince me, that I will readilly go with any day he decides is a spanking day, so that made me wonder just what kinda tradition really calls for spanking.

Wellll, it turns out he is right!

According to a guy named Lenski speaking to National Geographic (so we gotta assume its accurate)

"In ancient, Pre-Christian era Rome, 13, 14 and 15 February were celebrated as Lupercalia, a pagan fertility festival. This seems to be the basis for a celebration of love on this date. It was marked in a subtly different way in those days, however. According to Noel Lenski, classics professor at the University of Colorado at Boulder, speaking in the National Geographic, young men would strip naked and use goat- or dog-skin whips to spank the backsides of young naked women in order to improve their fertility; an early IVF, if you will."

Ok, so...

You have a bunch of men and women stripping off, men getting a bunch of leather floggers (well, thats what i think they mean by an animal skin thong) and they go around spanking the women. And this is all to promote fertility.

I am thinking, well duhhh, how could it NOT?

Let's take a look at what I mean.

For simplicity sake, let's assume the total number of young females taking part in this ritual is one million. OK, is it not reasonable to assume that with any group of women willing to strip off and get spanked that at least 80 percent might be like the girls reading this that actually like getting spanked and might find such a group spankathon ritual exciting enough to get very aroused by all the guys wanting to go around spanking them?

Ok now this next bit takes a bit of math and logic. During any given month, a woman can conceive about 5 days in a row. Now with that there are 30 (on average) groups of consecutive 5 day periods a woman of child rearing age will be likely to conceive. Of those intervals, 15 will include the 3 day valentines ritual.

Ok next logical assumption, of the 1 million young female adults 800,000 of which will get very aroused from this ritual then 400,000 of which will be at a time of pregnancy capability (15/30 and rounding WAY down just to make it even more conservative estimate) Now let's round WAY down for sake of best guess since not everyone will get pregnant, not every one is able to conceive and not every guy is potent., So lets say 250,000

Out of a million women stripping off and getting chased and spanked by men weilding leather floggers of which 800,000 (and i think i may be low balling) will be getting very excited enjoying it, all these men chasing them and spanking them and come on, you know its gonna end up in some damn good holiday fucking,

mathmatically back in a time when there was basically little contraception, you gonna have 250,000 ending up pregnant.

It's no wonder it was called a fertility ritual with that rate of pregnancy! And what was the catalyst? SPANKING

So, there you go.. Want to start a family? Spank your woman daily but especially on valentines day just to be sure.

Ok, that simplified things ridiculously, but hey, so what? Anyone want to tell me it's bad advice?? I thought not! and besides, she aint gonna complain! are you, girls? And hell, even if you don't want to get pregnant, spank her anyways on valentines day just for historical tradition sake.

Ah, The Great Outdoors

My boyfriend and I went camping this last weekend. It is not something that I care for. Going to the bathroom in the woods and washing up with freezing creek water are things I can do without. But, it is usually just once a year for a couple days and it makes him happy.

It has some nice points though. Making love on the sleeping bags in a tent warmed by the near fire under the stars can be lovely.

Ask any girl her top sexual fantasies, and you will find that of making love outdoors will be up there.

Ask one that likes things a bit spicier, and she will still put spanking outdoors up there.

I am no different. Perhaps it is the idea that someone can catch us or that there is just something so animalistic about such al fresco (learned that phrase) activity, but, it made the experience fantastic.
It made me remember the first time we had tried it.

Before I graduated to start teaching, I was waitressing and bartending in a nightclub.

I had been putting in many late hours and one morning when I woke up, Mike had a surprise for me. He was making some chicken salad sandwiches and he told me to shower and dress as we were going to have a picnic lunch.

I did as he said and we loaded the car and he drove the 45 minutes it took to get to the park.
The place was empty and Mike carried the cooler and a blanket and we walked thru the wooded area to find a suitable place. We came to a nice little clearing in the woods that overlooked the lake. It was quite lovely.

Mike layed out the blanket, and took out some paper plates, plastic forks and cups, napkins, the baggie of sandwiches, container of cole slaw, and opened a bottle of wine.

After we finished eating, we were fooling around a bit kissing and touching. I was put over his lap and he had started a gentle spanking and rubbing over my jeans.

After quite a bit of that, I felt him try to take my jeans down. At first I was very hesitant and he said that it was ok. We had the place to ourselves. So, I lifted up some making it easier for him and then he started spanking over my panties.

It eventually got harder and I was quite liking it when he stopped. I looked back wondering if that was it, when I saw him reach in the cooler and pull out a leather paddle he had secreted away under the food. I just grinned and he started spanking with that.

It was just starting to get to that delicious stinging stage when he then stopped and I felt him start to take my panties down. Well, wanting to get back to the spanking, I didn't hesitate this time and lifted up to help.
After a few minutes of bare spanking with the yummy leather paddle, and increasing moaning on my part, as I was becoming more and more aroused,he had stopped to help me remove the rest of my clothes which I was happy to do.

The spanking continued, gradually increasing in intensity and I was so close to a shattering orgasm,

when he picked that moment to stop

At this point I was quite ready to attack him and got off his lap and onto my knees and was reaching to remove his shorts when we both heard some noise. We turned and there at the edge of the clearing, was some guys and girls about our age, standing astride their bicycles and staring right at us. We had obviously not heard them before due to the quite a bit of noise we were making. We had also failed to notice the bike trail right next to the clearing.

I was embarrassed and mortified at the situation. There I was, on all fours, undoubtably wet to my knees from arousal, with my red bottom and everything else pointed right at them.

Without stopping to think, I gave Mike a big shove back so I could yank up the blanket, spilling everything on the ground in the process and I wrapped it around my waist and ran for the car.

Mike got there a couple minutes later carrying the stuff. He put it in the backseat, got behind the wheel and started to say something. I immediately and quite strongly told him not to say one damn word. He started to drive and I could tell he was doing his best to stifle his laughter because I would hear muffled snorting as I was trying to put my panties and jeans back on. He was staring at the road and unable to see the hard glare I was giving him. Later, much later, I was able to laugh, too.

Outdoor spanking can be fun, but don't be surprised if you get caught. And it seems getting caught is another fantasy.

What outdoor experiences have you had? Were you caught?

If the Paddle Could Talk

Hello. I suppose I should say a little about myself.

My earliest memories are of being made in a small shop, fussed over a bit and then put in a box and being shipped to a young couple named Mike and amber.

This was, I think, about three years ago, but, it is very difficult for me to judge time since almost all of my life is spent hanging around on some kind of hook in the dark.

My name is Leather Paddle. I have seen myself in front of a mirror and if I am allowed a moment of vanity, I think I am actually pretty nice looking. I am brown, maybe about an 8 inch long oval shape with a handle and about a 1/4 inch thick.

Anyways, like I said, almost all of my time is spent hanging on a hook. However, every once in a while I can come out and have some fun.

It starts when one of them comes to get me. It is usually Mike, but I like it when it is amber. She always seems so excited to see me as she can't wait to hand me over to Mike.

Once he has a hold of me, amber gets into some kind of funny position.
Sometimes it is

or maybe

or

but usually he just puts amber over his lap

Once she is in place they start this strange activity. You see Mike grabs hold of me by the handle, swings me thru the air and then amber and I start slapping each other.

SOmetimes she is wearing what these people call a pants or a skirt, sometimes it is this flimsy bit of cloth they call panties. But, always it ends up with her bare ass slapping one of my sides.

I don't know what I have ever done to her to make her want to hit me all the time but really I don't mind it. It doesn't hurt me at all and it sure is better than just hanging around on a hook.

Oh, amber will make such a fuss while this is going on. She will squeal and squirm and kick and carry on, but I can tell that she likes it. Sometimes I have even heard her say more, more.

It is all quite fun for me and I could do this all day and sometimes I get the idea that amber wouldn't mind if I do even though I can clearly see she feels it much more than I do when we are slapping each other.

She turns quite red at times from all our exertions and that is when I know that I will no longer be of use and I start to feel a little sad.

Mike let's go of me and amber will get up and then they start doing the strangest stuff.

Of all the silly things to do, they start wrestling!

I am not kidding. They really go at it. Bouncing around on each other and moaning and yelling and squirming. I don't know what it is they actually have to do to win, but I can tell amber must be very good cause she seems to win lots more than he does. When she does, she gets all excited and carries on.

Sometimes Mike wins and then they will move around a bit and make more funny noises and start wrestling again.

When it is all over they sometimes sleep, or go have shower, or get something to eat, but sooner or later it is back on the hook for me.

That is the extent of my life. I have some fun and I know they both appreciate me and amber even says that I am her favorite and that makes me so proud. Oh, well. Hope they take me down again soon.

Spanking Saves Lives

I was watching just sad news story after sad news story about the economy, violence, poor health,
etc. and thought:

It would be so nice if people would realize how much better this world would be if there was a whole lot more spanking going on. The list of benefits to spanking are seemingly endless!

It is good exercise for both, specially the longer it lasts. Guys, it has to give your arm a good workout, that constant swinging motion, perhaps adding the little extra weight of a nice leather paddle. If you start to feel a bit one armed, you can always just switch sides.

Girls, all that kicking and squirming! Hey it is almost as good as swimming, right?

What a great cardio vascular exercise! and so much more fun than a boring old machine. I think I have heard some claim that regular spankings helps prevent cellulite. Hell, even if it isn't proven, it's sure one of those things that you may as well try, no downside after all. Akin to that "apple a day" thing (unless there is an apple allergy of course).

What a great stress relief spanking is. After a long hard day of things going wrong, deadlines missed, unreasonable bosses, not seeing a pair of red panties mixed in with the whites laundry, flat tire, a nice long spanking just releases all the pent up tension which reduces blood pressure, depression, and the exertion itself a bit carthitic (hmm wonder if that's a word, oh well, you know what I mean).

How about spanking for a way to release feelings of guilt? For those that use spanking as a means of punishment and reinforcement type stuff, they understand that with spanking comes a cleansing of guilt. Guilt which would otherwise just fester and be a source of mental unrest.

What a great source of pain relief spanking is. I know it might seem a bit paradoxic, something that causes a bit of pain and discomfort relieves pain? But, it's true! Headaches, other aches and pains, just seems to wash away with a good spanking. Seems a bunch of endorphins or something starts going haywire which actually dulls pains. I don't know. Just know it works.

Perhaps part of pain/discomfort relief is to those suffering with sinus problems or stuffed noses, etc. A nice long spanking is just the thing for it! Has anyone still had a stuffy nose after a spanking?

What a cure for insomnia as well. Save a fortune on sleeping pills for those with trouble. Again, I don't know how it works, just that it does. A nice long spanking and a good night sleep is just about assured. At least after the next listed benefit anyways.

Then there is the sex! Oh the sex that spanking is part of and leads to for many is nuclear. There is very little that a nice hard orgasm can't cure or at least greatly minimize. Great spanking followed by great sex will wash all kinds of cares right away.

There is more and probably far better detail and explanation that can go into the physical and mental benefits to spanking. I think everyone would be far better off if there was a whole lot more spanking going on. It is sure as hell a lot more fun than a gym or counselling. And I don't think it's that far of a stretch to say that, given all the benefits
Spanking Saves Lives

So do your part everyone. Let's help make the world a better place and get out there and spank and be spanked!

The Best Cinema Spank

Everyone knows about McClintock, True Grit, and the other usuals, but I have never seen this one mentioned. Not saying it hasn't, I just haven't seen it.

During the visit with my parents, A movie called The Happening was shown. It was the recent one and as far as I know, has no spanking in it, but it reminded me of a movie that I saw back in 1999 or 2000.

It was called The Happening but it was made in 1967. I had recently discovered my interest in spanking and was watching tv late at night in our basement and that is when I saw this scene.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CwWma-Mv4Ps

It happens at 4:50 of this clip. George Maharis gives Faye Dunaway a perfect spank.

It was shown again a couple days later and I taped it so I could really watch it and also see it in slow motion. It is so much better in slo mo. You can see every frame of her reaction to the very real swat.

And I am not so sure it was scripted. Sure the camera angle for it was perfect to see the swat and her reaction, but I think it might have been  just to show off her butt in those thin tight pants and to see him walk away at the same time. But it is her reaction that makes me wonder if it really was scripted.

I do not have the tech skill to figure out how allow you to see it in slow motion, but perhaps someone out there does and can show us. You will see exactly what I mean.

What is your all favorite spank scenes from the media?

parents today - what are you gonna do with them

This recent Christmas visit with my parents reminded me of how my boyfriend and I managed to "convert" my parents.

A few years ago, my parents were due to spend 4 days and 3 nights visiting us. We have a decent house, but the walls between the adjoining bedrooms were way too thin if you know what I mean.

Mike had been working extra nights so that he could take the time off and as a result he had been just too tired for fun.

Mom and dad got to our place and were tired from over a day of driving so the first day was spent just pretty much talking and such.

The next morning, mom and I were making breakfast and Mike and dad were watching the news. I was getting Mike a cup of coffee when I decided to add a lot of sugar to his mug. I mean a LOT. As I was stirring it, I saw my mom watching and giving me this shocked look. Mike took a big swig and immediately spit it out in the sink while giving me a look that said if they werent there, I'd be in big trouble. Mom just watched without saying anything.

That night we were in bed and it was late and I was wishing we could have some fun but the bed was too noisy and the walls too thin. That's when I got a great idea. Mike and I took the mattress off the bed and put it on the floor and if we were quiet we could have some sex.

Well it seemed to be working great. I was on top and guess I had my eyes closed or was leaned over but I didn't see what Mike was doing. Next thing I knew, I felt and heard this extremely loud (in the silence of the late night anyways) WHACK and sting and I let out a yell. Mike had reached under the bed and got one of my hard sandals and whacked me on the ass with it.

Needless to say, the action halted immediately. That morning, I went to the kitchen expecting mom to have already started breakfast and that I would help her. Instead, I saw mom and dad talking quietly at the table and then dad left for the living room. Mom had this serious look on her face and she said to me not to talk and just listen.

She said she and dad knew that Mike beats me and that they are taking me right then to go down to the sheriff's office to have him arrested. I was in shock as she was telling me it's not my fault and that she had talked dad out of killing Mike.

Finally, I got my voice and started to deny it and she says they heard the whole thing when he hit me. I was still trying to find how to convince her that she was wrong, when she started looking at my arms and face and then she actually opened up my robe. She was looking for signs of abuse!!

I got a hold of her arms and stopped her examination and sat her down and said we needed to talk. I then explained to her about how I am not beaten, we play spanking "games" and other such things and we both like it. She was NOT easy to convince and I even had to show her the shoe print on my ass!! After a long time she started to understand and even said something like "so thats why you put all that sugar in his coffee". Well, as embarrassing as our discussion was, she then said she would have to explain all this to my dad. I didn't want to go thru it again so I hid in the bedroom with Mike.

Eventually, we had to come out tho, and it was a pretty awkward day!

The next day was a little better. We did tourist stuff. The surprise came that evening when we got ready to watch a dvd that we rented on the way home.

I was making popcorn and mom was making and pouring some iced tea. I watched her add a ton of salt to my dad's glass and stir it up. I just watched in amazement as she handed it to my dad who took a sip and spat it all over himself. I think I was too amazed to laugh but not my mom. She was cracking up so much I thought she was gonna hurt herself.

Dad headed for the kitchen to , I presume, rinses his mouth and probably guzzle some water. But, just after he passed mom still standing there and laughing, he paused for a second and turned and gave my mom a very hard spank!! Well, we all froze in place while the two of them just looked at each other. I don't know how long it really was, seemed like minutes but was probably seconds. No said anything about it and we watched the movie and went to bed.

I know you are saying to yourself that so what, they may just have started to have a little slap and tickle fun. However, there is more to this story.

We went to visit them that Christmas and we brought our two large dogs with us. The plan was to have a lovely early dinner and then Mike and I would take the dogs for their walk.

Well, we had dinner and mom wouldn't let us help clean up so we put leashes on the dogs and took them for a walk. We had gone a little ways down the sidewalk when we realized we didn't know what the dog walking ordinances were there and if we needed poop bags and a scooper even tho it was a rural area. We went back into the house and as soon as we opened the front door, we heard some very no-nonsense spanking come from somewhere in the house. Needless to say, we shut the door quietly and got away as quick as we could not caring about the ordinances.

We never talked about it anymore with my parents, and I was just fine with that.

However, it seemed like this visit, my mom especially, seemed like she was trying to get us to. She asked me things like have I been a good girl, whether the school I teach at allows paddling, hinted that my dad might have gotten some leather toy, and was saying other stuff that got me thinking that she might want to talk about spanking and stuff.

I got to wondering maybe she has came across this site. It would be immediately obvious to her who I am. If this is so, mom, I know I have said that I can talk openly and honestly about these things, but, I am just not ready to with you and Dad.

Do any of you all talk with family about such matters and perhaps found that they were into spanking too? Are any of you comfortable with it and just how much do you get into?