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Well I told daddymole that I wanted to tape one of my spankings but I always chicken out at the last moment And well a spanking video is now a new form of punishment for me That Scrooge, I mean daddymole lol says I'd earn this week Cuz I kinda maded a big stink outa a reminder spanking and now its a punishment spanking and video I think the best gift I can get this Christmas is a roll of duck tape to keep my mouth shut!!!!
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Views: 6 · Added: 2 hours ago
I need someone to punish me with a GOOD HARD BARE ASS SPANKING!!!
Views: 18 · Added: 5 hours ago
01, a spanking or other punishment can be fun - 'funishment' - the person deserves a reward.
02, the spanker or spankee can request punishment as a means of blowing off steam, in other words it is a stress release.
03, it can be a maintenance spanking in order to establish dominance.
04, it can be to induce a change in behaviour by the use of discipline therapy.
05, it can be as part of a role play.
06, it can be a sexually-orientated punishment - a turn on.
07, it can be a genuine punishment for misdemeanours within a relationship.
08, it can be judicial corporal punishment where the behaviour is such that it has seriously damaged the relationship or the person deserves that level of pain as a result of actions outside of the relationship.
09, punishment can be an extreme meeting between a sadist and a masochist.
Views: 76 · Added: 9 hours ago
Well I just lost a close friend of mine today :-(
She came across my kindle and saw some of the covers of the books I've downloaded, didn't really think anything of it, I was closer to her then my own sister so I really didn't mind her looking at my books
But what I did mind was the hurtful jokes she maded after she read a few of the titles and pretty much figured out that I'm a spanko
Even thou she didn't mean to be hurtful I told her how I felt and we got into a huge fight
Needless to say we are no longer friends
But I guess I'm okay with it
If she couldn't execpt me for who I am then she is not worth my time
This is way I'm not really open to vanilla
They r too judgemential of us spankos!!
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Views: 41 · Added: 11 hours ago
She stood on the platform and examined the timetable: it had changed,the last train to the city left twenty minutes ago. She looked around,no one about:she suddenly felt very vunerable,very much alone. She reached inside her handbag and felt for her mobile phone,pulling out the mace spray instead. She tutted and dug deep inside her bag,eventually taking out her phone only to be frustrated by the uncharged battery symbol. She walked out of the deserted station and onto the road,she looked up and down: not a Taxi in sight. What would she do?,she thought,she had to be in the city tonight in order to attend University tomorrow. There was nothing else to be done; she had to walk.
She reached the cross roads and took the left turn,nine miles to the city.She felt inside her bag and gripped her mace spray. She prayed for a Taxi to pass but her prayers were unanswered. She began to occupy her mind with the thought of the essay she still had to write for her Philosopy Professor entitled "A Discourse on Platos's Symposium". She cursed herself for not starting the essay sooner,how could she be so reckless? She remembered her school days and the admonishments she received for not doing her work on time..."Miss Jones,will you please try to concentrate",..."Julia,how naughty,what do you call this? It is not the work I set you!" The thoughts made her smile,she remembered Miss Dunbar taking the ruler to her,six slaps over her knuckles. But what Julia secretly wanted was Miss Dunbar to let Mr. Murphy punish her,she always had a crush on Mr.Murphy.She walked on smiling at the thought of Mr.Murphy, alone in the dark,gripping her Mace and filling her head with thoughts of how she would go about writing her Philosophy essay.
She stopped,looked behind her; in the distance she thought she heard a car approach. Silence again,then the sound of an engine and momentarily the headlamps lit up the road where she was standing. She froze. The small silver coloured car approached,she squinted against the headlamps. She heard the engine change down in gear and without hesitation or thought she stuck her thumb out to thumb a lift. The car came to a rolling stop in front of her. Panic began to rise inside her;what had she done? She could make out a silhouttte figure in the front seat, she was unsure if there was anyone else in the car: she approached slowly. She gripped the Mace spray in one hand as she opened the door with the other. He was playing loud music,Sea Shanties.He turned down his CD player and smiled."You okay,want a lift? I'm going to the city," he said.
"Yes,thank you,are you going anywhere near the Wilton Road?",she enquired,releasing her grip on the spray,he seemed nice.
"I can go that way,yes," he answered.
She returned his smile and got in. She was hesitant in putting on her seat belt,in case she had to make a quick exit,but when she looked at him she felt at ease,there was something about him that made her feel safe all of a sudden. She buckled up and he eased the car back onto the road.
"Missed the train?" he asked.
"How did you know?"
"They changed the timetable,I use take the train until they did: the new timetable doesn't suit me now," he answered,staring at the road.
"Yes,yes,I was caught unawares also,I need to get home,University in the morning," she added.They drove on.
"What are you studying,anything interesting?"
"No..Philosophy and History; History is okay but Philosophy is a bit of a bummer: I have to write this essay on Plato and have it done within the week or I am in big trouble!",she said,hoping for some pity.
"You have a chance to study,more than what I ever had,grasp it". He went silent,then came the real surprise. " 'A promise inspired by passion is no promise at all' ",he suddenly said.
She looked at him,taken aback,she had heard this quote somewhere before.
"Pausanius says that in the Symposium, sorry,Philosophy is a bit of a passion of mine."
"Don't tell me you're a teacher?" she asked.
"No,bus driver!",he smiled.
"And you know Philosophy?",
"Misplaced youth",he smiled,quickly glancing at her.
They talked Philosophy for the remainder of the journey.She found him very knowledgeable and wished he was her tutor. She felt something for him.They arrived at her house,the grubby one she shared with Sharon and Fiona. She got out of the car and hesitated.It was worth a try.
"Could you help me with my essay?",she asked sheepishly.
He sat there,probably waiting for her to laugh and say she was joking;she didn't,he answered;"Yes,anytime."
He offered his phone number,she accepted,smiled and walked to the door of the house. She looked back and saw him wave,she returned his salute and went inside. Wonder what he would do if she refused to pay attention?,she thought. She smiled a secret smile and went straight to her room.
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Views: 72 · Added: 12 hours ago
Found this and thought it was cute.
Twelve tawses tawsing
Eleven Slippers slippering
Ten straps a-stropping
Nine Paddles paddiling
Eight rulers rul'ring
SEven belts a- belting
Six whips a whipping
Four whippy canes
Three ping pong bats
Two Wooden Spoons
And a Switch from a hickory tree
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Views: 94 · Added: 12 hours ago
For a Spanko I think, there can be no better a feeling, than to feel cared for.To be looked after, loved and taken care of, the center of the world.I have tried to illustrate that, in the verse below, hope some can relate to it.Right now at this time in my life, I could sure use, a feeling of caring and contentment.
Stumbling about in the darkness, so lost and so very unsure,
Knowing what you want, knowing what you crave and so desire,
A sound startles you and makes your heart leap and skip a beat,
Could it be? could this be what you have been waiting so long for?,
A hand reaches for you and lifts you up, a voice whispers tenderly,
"I am here now and its ok, come now and let me take care of you",
A mesmerizing voice full of authority, but also so full of kindness,
You go willingly with a tingling in your stomach, excitement fills you,
Laid over a warm loving lap you go, bare to the world, nothing hidden,
A hand descends to warm the bottom, over and over and over it falls,
A single tears departs your eye, not a tear of pain but of sheer joyousness,
Lost you were for so long, but now you have been found and are home.
Thank you for reading,
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Views: 97 · Added: 14 hours ago
It occurs to me (at regular intervals, in fact, but again now), that it would be nice if there were a story archive where we could archive (duh) and index stories so as to be able to find again ones we've particularly enjoyed.
Administration, if you're reading, what do you think? Is it feasible?
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Views: 44 · Added: 16 hours ago
It was just 3 weeks sense my first spanking by my cousins friend, school began and I was back to being a typical teenager, school work, part time job, friends and preparing for the Homecoming dance. I had started to neglect some of my school work and my grades started to slip on too of that I had gotten a speeding ticket and tried to hide it. One Saturday morning the door bell rings and soon as I open the door, standing there is my cousins friend the one who spank me at the camp ground. He comes in starts telling me that mother called him told him about my grades and the speeding ticket, I gasp for why would my mother call him and does she know about the incident at the camp ground. I suddenly took notice of the black duffle bag he carried, he smiles in a your going to get it way. My teenage mind was working in two ways, "I was too old for this and how to get out of this. So trying to be clever I told him it was just a couple of assignments I had miss an the speeding ticket I was going to pay myself. My teenage mind applauded me, this will ward him off. He then frowns in a serious way and tells m that it seems I haven't learn anything from last time and that he is going to make sure this time I stay on the right track, he then grabs
my hand and pulls me outside leading me to the old barn, I protested but I knew it was no use, deep down I knew I was in the wrong. He leads me inside the barn to a stack of hay bails, he let's my arm go long enough to set a couple of hay bails down on top of each other, then he turns around and behind to pull my jeans and panties down, at this point I lost all nerve in fighting this. He then tells me to brace my hands against the hay bails I did so my torso bent my bare bottom exposed. He then placed the bag near me where I could see him open it and inside were a few implements that made my heartout this long wooden paddle then moved behind me, he the tells me this ongoing to be long and hard, that he was going to make sure today that I was going to behave, get my grades up and not hide things again. Next thing I knew I heard a swoosh follow by the crack of the paddle on my bare backside, the pain was beyond anything I ever felt before I barely heard the yelp I let out as years prick my eyes, he continued crack after crack until I was sure my backside was on fire, used in full tears crying by the time he Layed the last blow. He then came up to the bag and pulled out a long leather belt and said I am going to give you a few strokes with this to deliver the message home. I was still in tears as I heard him move behind me, he tells me to count then till I reach 6,. I hear the swoosh follow by the fiery pain across my bottom my breath catches as I break into a son and counting the first one, how I was able to count each burning stroke as my sobs grew was behind me but as the last stroke fell I choked out the last number and then fell to my knee$ in pitiful sobbing,. He comes up to me pulls me into his arms and just let's me cry it out. I knew that moment that my life would never be the same that this is what I needed in my life
Views: 128 · Added: 17 hours ago
Well you can tell from the title, I did get to meet my spanker at the weekend, and it was fabulous. We had a very enjoyable time and I'm pretty sure he had as much fun as I did.
It is so nice being able to tell you about it on here as when I came home, obviously I had a cover story about where I'd been, and it means I couldn't say anything about the other things I'd enjoyed at the weekend. For instance, we had a lovely apartment overlooking the London docklands, with its own little balcony. My spanker threatened to spank me on the balcony but I drew the line at public punishment!
So anyway we played in role as daddy / daughter and husband / wife again, and I spanked him as Mummy / son. So it was all very satisfying. I have added a new photo album so you can see that Daddy was right when he told me that naughty girls get spanked very hard :-( because believe me he spanks very hard!! I can get away with nothing, not one naughty word or sulky flouncing. I got a very hard hand spanking and lots of the horrible stinging hairbrush :-( and so I could indulge my childish side and I did a lot of protesting and resisting and Daddy had to drag me over his knee, and out from under a table and stop me from running off.
I got punished for breaking a window, and I got a very sound strapping with his belt. I thought it was hilarious because when he wasn't looking I hid his thickest belt in the cupboard. When he told me to fetch it from the drawer, it wasn't there! I thought it would mean I didn't get thrashed, but he said if I didn't get it immediately, I would get the thin belt first and then double the strokes with the thick belt. I really couldn't decide which was worst so I got it out of the cupboard.
It was very nice to be able to chat about all things spanking and we are very much at ease together now. I am encouraging him to join our happy band, as I have said how nice it is to be free to chat openly here. It turns out he is a big fan of Kissie's videos, so he was amazed to hear we already chat online! I mentioned I'd liked the recent mouth-soaping video and it turned out he'd watched it already. I should have kept my mouth shut because a short time later, I swore at him and so I got marched to the bathroom for my very own (and first) mouth soaping! To say it was a dream come true is going a bit far but of course I have always wanted one so it was very satisfying. He had clearly watched the clip closely as I had a proper tongue soaping ugh and then he spanked me over the sink. Worse though was when he made me bite on it - ugh! - that was disgusting and I retched. It tasted of lemons or herbs, yuk! But I didn't swear after that so it was effective...
Very happily the bruising is much less, almost non-existent this time, so that is great. But my bottom is very sore even today and the soreness makes me feel like I'm still the naughty little girl and reminds me that I must have been very badly behaved to have got such a long hard spanking and such a thrashing. He spanks so hard I even found myself wishing he would strap me instead! To be honest I like the strap just too much and if it wasn't for his good judgement I would let it go too far - it's just the sting of the strap is so deeply delicious somehow.
So I got some good spanking practice in and I gave my "little boy" a good long spanking and a dozen licks of the belt. He is very cheeky and will not do as he is told, so let's hope this has the desired effect ;-)
We mentioned to each other we might like to explore new characters - I think we should have done Santa spanking a naughty girl! - and he is happy for me to meet this local lad to spank him.
Views: 50 · Added: 21 hours ago
So its only right I make a post! if only to say hello to my spanko family, so Hello there! and good moaning!
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Views: 82 · Added: 22 hours ago
Im back delpoyment ended early so yay =] hiiiii
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Views: 83 · Added: 1 days ago
This may be a bit of an odd blog, but its partly a preference, I suppose.
I personally detest thongs! Some people love them, but not me.
If I had a spankee, and she came to my place for discipline, or me go to her, which ever, and I discovered her wearing them things, that would add an additional 15 swats on top of whatever she's getting!
As far as the rest of the time, what I don't know won't bother me.
It's just my preference, so its not like I am trying to control someones wardrobe, but thongs are so not panties to me, might as well go commando, as skimpy as those things are.
Full cut, french cut, boyshorts, anything that has some coverage to it, is what I'd prefer to see. Give me something to actually pull down, is all I'd ask.
I'll probably get a few negative remarks on this, but thats ok
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Views: 127 · Added: 1 days ago
As a lot of you may know if you read my profile I am a film student, I would like to know from people in the field of spanking production how to I get involved? I am learning a lot about making films and what better way to use my skills from school then to make spanking films. If anyone can help Id be thankful.
Views: 78 · Added: 1 days ago
Ok so can anyone tell me what an intruduction spanking is? I am suppose to get my first at my meeting with mentor. i don't know what to expect.
Views: 150 · Added: 1 days ago
Hey yall, I am ok. Waiting on test results and more test.
Also have some other pressing issues with my two youngest children.
I can get through this without any physical pain and I will.
Can't do anything that may increase my heart rate.
Maybe its just finally been broke for the last time.
Views: 48 · Added: 1 days ago
So I decided to not schedule anything this weekend and just have a lazy weekend at home. Turns out, that is an extremely boring thing to do. I am climbing the walls.
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Views: 76 · Added: 1 days ago
TO: ALL MEMBERS OF SPANKING TUBE
As you have probably read, bones3223 is unable to fulfill her commitment and JacktheLad has graciously volunteered to continue. Since a few months have passed, I must provide Jack with a current list of participants in order for him to contact and verify that the person tagged is able to carry-on with tag.
Please send me a message that you wish to participate. As of now, I know that mistymornings, otk8894, Viola, and oldme1 are participating.
To refresh everyone's memory the following is what Spanking Tag is about:
There will be a pool of people who have agreed to take part. The person writing a blog has to select the next person (the tagged person) and agree with them that they will be next (it doesn't have to be someone from the pool, but probably normally would be). Then that person has to start their blog with the last line or sentence of the previous blog (or a modified version of it e.g. if switching between a story and a poem) - but otherwise it is an entirely new story, not a continuation (though it could be of course). Anything goes i.e. poem, haiku, story, etc. You are not limited to a specific theme except spanking, of course. You will be expected to post your blog within two weeks. If you have not posted your blog within that timeframe, you will be inundated with messages as to where is it. There is one very important rule. A participant cannot be immediately retagged. In other words, I tag you, then you tag me back. That's a major no no. We would like to give everyone a chance to participate. After all variety is the spice of life, right?
For example: Misty writes a story, with the last line say "And they all lived happily ever after" and tags me. I then write a story about anything I want, but the first line will be (or will be similar to) "And they all lived happily ever after" then I tag someone else who has agreed to follow me and uses my last line or sentence as their first line.
How will you know who the participants are? In the comment section of the blog, I will post a list of the participants as well as send a message to the tagged person telling him or her who the participants are. I will also ask if anyone would like to take part to please message me.
Please tell me that would like to participate in Spanking Tag.
Views: 57 · Added: 1 days ago
Gotta love lazy Sundays, I've slept more today than I ever thought possible.
What's one thing you are absolutely passionate about that others don't quite get?
I am very passionate about recycling. I can't stand litter and it drives me batty when people (especially the ones in my house) don't recycle.
Views: 66 · Added: 1 days ago
The big difference between sex for money and sex for free is that sex for money usually costs a lot less.