Windsor Wednesday Classic – 147

The last couple of days I have spent psychologically preparing myself for some upcoming trips. I know that it is too early in reality being that they are five months away,  but I am excited to get to visit Japan again and I am equally as excited to get to visit Vietnam as well this year. So my focus hasn’t really been on the blog but it is now time for my weekly Wednesday spanking classic.

This week we have a SENIOR SUPERLATIVES paddling pic from West End,  Alabama in 1959. That’s a big old paddle the dude is holding,  and it looks like he has an equally inviting target with which to place it.

Another of my hobbies aside from collecting historic spanking material is also exploring different musical styles from around the world. Now when I go to Japan later this year I won’t be seeking out any concerts from the girl below,  not like I do for the band that I love over there,  BiSH,  but that doesn’t mean that I don’t appreciate the beauty of the song in the video below. I probably couldn’t listen to this for an hour straight,  but there is no denying that the girls voice is absolutely beautiful.

Q And A Part 4

It is time again for me to answer some of your questions with number 4 in my Q and A series. Some of the questions that have been posed to me have been outstanding with a good number of thought provoking queries.

Now I am not answering everything in chronological order,  some of the questions are somewhat short and in the vein of what is the best implement or the best model,  etc;  and while I will answer those questions,  I am going to mix them in with questions that require a longer answer.

Please keep them coming,  you can submit one RIGHT HERE and get a free video in return,  I genuinely love hearing the questions and answering them for you,  it gives the blog a certain sense of community when that happens. On that note I also want to thank everyone for the kind birthday wishes on the various platforms. Normally I try to my hardest to respond to everyone that contacts me individually  (Unless what I am reading is complete bullshit  :)) on any platform,  to me that is the standard courtesy that I am obligated to do if someone has been kind enough and taken the time to respond to my offerings,  I have to acknowledge them in some way or form. When it comes to birthday wishes though I tend to be a little humble and just offer a generic thank you to everyone.

Anyway,  it is time for the next batch of questions and answers. Instead of linking all previous entries what I will do is I will create a tag called QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS that you can click on should you wish to see previous entries.

SUBMIT YOUR QUESTION HERE.

1: What sorts of spanking drawings/illustrations do you prefer?

What a wonderful question to start us off with!! It is a difficult question to answer but I will try my best to convey my feelings. The old saying  “A picture is worth a thousand words”  is never more true than it is when it comes to spanking art. I could see a picture and write a whole story based upon that picture.

To start with,  let me point you over to Dave Wolfe’s art over on WOLFIE TOONS. I absolutely love Dave’s art as it always reaches me on a personal level. Much of my real life experience and my personal fantasies are covered by Dave’s work,  namely playful spankings with a sense of humor. The added bonus for me is that most of his work is on a covered bottom,  and even when it isn’t it is done tastefully with no graphic displays of genitalia.

Panties,  shorts,  PJ’s,  Bikini,  leggings,  literally all of it is right up my alley when it is combined with the smiling or inquisitive faces that he presents. His work doesn’t actually inspire me from a story writing point of view,  however I frequently check out and appreciate his years of offerings.

This is where my personal ethics come into play. It isn’t my job to post Dave’s work on my site,  it is your job to go to his site to see his work for yourself. Dave doesn’t create his unique presentation for people to view it on my site,  right? So please,  do me a favor,  right click on the link below and select  “Open in new tab”. That way you can finish this article and then go over to Dave’s site to view his work. By the way,  if you like what you see,  let him know by leaving a comment. Bloggers leave to hear feedback from the people viewing their work,  I’m no different.

VISIT WOLFIE TOONS RIGHT HERE

Other spanking art that I like to see is really no different than what I like in regular spanking work. Namely I have a very hard time relating to anything in Victorian times,  no matter how good the work is. I’m also not a fan of non-human characters involved in spanking,  it doesn’t do anything for me. A rare example of a Victorian piece that really does reach me is shown below.

A lot of what I like stems from the old cartoon strips or the risque soft porn art of the 50’s and 60’s. Now I’m not an expert on artists and their work so I am a little remedial in my knowledge,  however,  if you want a more in depth background to the work of all spanking artists then I highly recommend going to the CHICAGO SPANKING REVIEW. That should be your primary source for historical spanking art. Even if I find a new piece of spanking art for you all,  I still recommend that you go to Web Ed’s site as he will have the whole background story to each offering. I might find a new and improved copy of a piece of art,  he will still have the background story behind each image.

To give you an idea of the types of spanking art that I like to see,  here are some of the images that I have posted on this site over the years. That should give you an idea of the type of spanking art that I like.

I do love the playful spanking art that used to appear in the 1960’s adult comic genre. Many of those photos I could write a story about as again they are right up my alley. Here is one example of the type of work that I am talking about. Any image that is similar to the images presented below is definitely the type of image that I love to see,  and thankfully there are loads of them out there. The  “Tuesday birthday spanking image”  was taken from the Chicago spanking review. Please visit THIS LINK for the full background story on this image and the artist.

I’m not a big fan of Bill Ward or Eric Stanton spanking art,  however,  like any spanking art out there,  there is always the exception to the rule. Here is one example of Stanton’s work that I love.

I hope that gives you some idea of the type of spanking art that I like to see. I’m not able though to pinpoint any particular style however because like the Victorian image above,  there is always going to be that one picture that strikes a chord with me. Many photos that I like are even non spanking ones,  especially when an art image presents the two characters that are about to be engaged in the spanking action. An apprehensive looking girl and a stern man rolling up his sleeve will get to me each and every time without fail. As will a girl on her own either reflecting on an upcoming spanking or a post spanking image.

One non spanking artist in particular who I love is Dean Yeagle. He has a collection of  “Mandy”  art and most of his images I find really exciting. He isn’t a spanking artist,  but you tell me if the four images below don’t evoke some kind of spanking thoughts? Please visit his website RIGHT HERE if you are interested in buying some of his work,  or want to view more of the delightful Mandy. I’m a big fan of Dean’s work.

P.S. As this is a mainstream source I am sharing the images as well as pointing to the website. I only avoid posting material that another spanking blogger has posted as people should really go to their sites to view their work. Save of course for marketing material from a paid website that the owners are allowing you to use to market their product.

Awesome question by the way,  I may expand further in the future as this one had me thinking a lot. Most spanking art I look at,  but only rarely do I find an image that I adore,  but when I do those images can be right up there,  if not above a picture of a real spanking. The imagination is a wonderful thing and spanking art has always,  since I was very little,  had the ability to send my mind into a fantasy playground.

2: When was the last time you spanked Pixie?

Another question on the same topic that came in was  “Do you still see Pixie, how is she”?

To answer the first part of the question,  I believe,  and this is only a guess,  but I believe that it was 2015. I come to that conclusion because it is the last time that I wrote about spanking Pixie online. There is a possibility that we played in 2016 at a small party,  but I don’t actually remember what year the party was.

In the image below Pixie and I went to hang out in the city and we stopped off at my workplace,  as you do. We took a few spanking images with the Empire State Building as the backdrop,  then we went back inside. That is where Pixie got a short,  sharp shock on the seat of her purple NYLON PANTIES. Pixie always wore nylon panties when we hung out together.

As to when we last saw each other,  that was probably three years ago now. We were planning to go to the ballet in March of last year,  but that ended up not happening as I was emotionally invested in my brother’s illness at the time. We still text from time to time but we haven’t hung out in quite a while now.

3: What is the best spanking implement?

I’m an old school guy,  there is no better implement than the hand,  plain and simple. If it is anything other than the hand then I would have to vote for a small wooden paddle or a good wooden spoon. Something sure to get the legs kicking.

4: Do you always have a rock-hard hard-on when spanking those beautiful girls? I know I would!

Obviously we are talking about something that produces strong erotic emotions for most people involved,  so naturally at times there will be a reaction from either party. You have to have some decorum though,  if I ever do get aroused during a scene then I will do my utmost to prevent it being known. For the most part though it isn’t an issue,  especially when you are playing in a party environment with lots of activity going on.

5: Which female top would you say gives the hardest hand spanking?

That isn’t a question that I am able to answer,  plus,  the definition of hardest wouldn’t necessarily denote the best. Most spanking scenes also involve the concept of headspace,  and I would imagine that it also applies to genres that I am not familiar with. If you can create the right headspace then even a relatively lighter spanking can feel harder for the recipient,  because they are feeling it emotionally as well.

There are a number of comparisons written online for people to find as to the level one can expect from a hand spanking so I would recommend checking the feedback of each lady concerned. I do recall once filming Dana Specht spank Sarah Gregory where Dana gave Sarah 500 spanks,  one for every dollar she overspent. As I was filming from a very close distance I do remember thinking to myself,  WOW,  after only 50 spanks or so. Those 500 spanks I would have to say were some of the hardest I have watched in person.

That’s about the best that I can do for you for that question. I’ve interviewed both Dana Specht and Ophelia De Havilland and during each of the seven interviews with Dana and the one interview with Ophelia,  each and every interview has involved several offers of taking a trip down memory lane,  but I passed on each offer  🙂  Many years ago as well at a spanking party I made a very sassy,  if not somewhat rude comment to MISS CHRIS. While she took it in the spirit that it was meant,  she did however stand up,  put her hand on her hip and wag her finger at me in front of an audience and warn me  “You are not too big to go across my knee for a spanking young man”

It never happened,  but it was probably the only time in my life that I ever blushed and thought to myself  “YIKES”  as she issued her stern warning,  LOL.

That’s it for this round of questions,  I hope that you all enjoyed them. There are still 23 more question left for me to answer so I have several more posts like this coming. And like I said above,  I absolutely love hearings your questions so if you have one for me then CLICK HERE to ask it,  and in return I will give you access to a 23 minute spanking movie of mine.

Windsor Sunday Candids – 82

Today I am going to bring to you my collection of military spankings that I have collected over the years. Some of these photos I posted a decade or more ago,  others are brand new. Let me just assure you though that every photo in this collection was an original find of mine at one time or another,  that goes for the mainstream photos that may have been seen before,  I just presented a different version of the known copy. Of course most of these now get circulated,  but at one time or another someone needed to find them. That is all except the last photo in the set which is from an old spanking magazine  🙂

This isn’t all of my collection,  these are just the ones that I can currently put my hands on. They were a lot more on my Vintage site but that is currently down,  and I don’t know if I can get it up again. The problem is,  the company that I have my site on switched owners many years ago and I was Grandfathered in,  but the problem that I have is that I am the ONLY adult site on that network. They simply don’t allow it,  but as I am a long term customer they allowed me to stay. In a nutshell though I can’t push them too hard,  I have to mind my p’s and q’s.

Today I am going through one of my vast archives,  one that has a collection of photos that is absurd in number. I’m actually looking for one photo in particular.

Many years ago there was a photo sharing site and as I was searching it a new photo went up. The photo was of this woman’s mother back in the late 70’s/early 80’s who was a high school senior at the time. The image in the photo was in the school yard and the mother was being paddled by the principal. On the remedial phone that I had at the time I took a quick screenshot,  then 15 minutes later I went back to get the address of the image and guess what,  the image had been removed never to be seen again. It was up for less than 15 minutes,  which was 15 minutes too long by Windsor’s standing  🙂

So it is yet another photo that I have that has not been seen before,  plus,  I also came across the photo collection that I once bought from an estate. The photos were from Long Island and I did what I thought was a community service by buying the lot. By community service I mean that obviously the owner of the photos had passed away,  so I did the neighborly thing and acted as his porn buddy to protect him and his play partners. I’ve had the scanned images for about 15 years now,  and they are all probably ten to fifteen years older than that,  so we might be getting to a stage where it might be safe to release them,  at least with the faces blocked.

Anyway,  please enjoy this collection of Military spankings,  just be aware that there are two M/M group photos in this lot for those who enjoy that genre of our scene.

This Is The Life

I’m going to do something a little unique on this blog today,  and that is to post a well known,  seen many times before spanking pic. Obviously there is a little Windsor twist,  but I wouldn’t be unique otherwise.

Normally I try my best on this blog to bring you nothing but brand new material that has rarely been seen in the spanking world before outside of avid collectors. Or I may post my own photos or stories etc,  but I try my darnedest to be original in my presentation. Of course many of my finds serve to make other spanking blogs/photo sites popular,  which is fine,  that’s part of why I bring my collection to you all,  for it to be shared. The only times that I get annoyed is when I’m not linked back,  or,  the photos fall into that mysterious category  “I have no idea where these came from”. The reason for the annoyance is that while I am providing the material for other sites to become popular,  when there is no link back what the snafflers are actually doing is denying their audience the wealth of material that is on this site. That one really gets to me as it comes across as pretty selfish. There are sites that became very successful that virtually lifted every single photo that I have found and posted,  and they then took the plaudits off of the back of my work with barely a mention anywhere as to where that work was created.

Anyway,  enough of that,  I get myself wound up from time to time over the lack of respect and courtesy sometimes. In fact I am making this post today instead of writing my  “State Of The Spanking Union”  address,  lol. My plan was to write about where I currently am,  what my future plans are,  and probably most importantly,  how I gave my last fuck years ago. Something happened a few years ago where someone texted a spiteful comment to me,  and that was the last time that I was to tolerate being treated in a disrespectful manner. My approach has cost me many friends over the last few years as I don’t meet their expectations of who they want me to be,  so the address should be fun reading for you all. It isn’t something that I regret either,  I’ve lost my entire family now,  all that I have left is to enjoy the rest of my life with the people who want to enjoy it and share it with me,  I have not a single fuck left to give,  my life is all about happiness and pleasure moving forward. Perhaps I will have that post up tomorrow.

So my photo from today,  while it is not a new find,  this  ‘version’  of the photo should be. The reason that I say this is because yesterday I was looking through my vast archives for a private video that Pixie and I made in 2011,  and while I have yet to find the video,  I opened up one of my envelopes and realized that I had actually purchased this particular photo many years ago.

So again,  it isn’t new,  but,  I was able to scan the photo and make a copy that is 2724 x 2167 in size. So what you need to do is click on the image below for it to open up,  then right click on the image and save it to your computer. If you are like me and you like to analyze photos,  this copy will allow you to blow it up to full size and examine every pixel in high quality. For the record,  I also have other spanking photos that I have purchased.

Remember to click on the image above for the full sized version. From there you can find your favorite portions of the image to view. For me personally,  that is the defined posture of  Susanna Foster as she awaits her birthday spanking from Donald O’Connor.

Another item that I find particularly appealing in old spanking photos,  especially when there is an audience present,  and that is the looks on the faces of the women who are watching the spanking. This is one of those little tidbits that I like to study in depth. Many times people will cut out of the image the observers to the spanking,  which is a personal pet peeve of mine,  but it is hence why I like to find my own photos,  I want the whole story told.

When I see the faces of the three girls here who are watching the spanking,  well I could pretty much write a story on that alone  🙂

Mother Spanks Daughter - The Best Friend

This is probably one of the longest short stories that I have written and it took me the best part of the day to complete and edit. Even then it is only 6,250 words long,  but it felt like I wrote 30,000 words. You have the opportunity to leave feedback if you want. At the end of part one of this story I left a form for users to submit their ideas as to what they wanted to see in part 2. Many of you will see that I have included some of those ideas as best as I can. Once you read the story,  if you feel like leaving feedback or making a suggestion for part 3 then I will welcome it all,  whether positive or negative.

You can read PART 1  <—– by clicking on the highlighted text.

There are always bits of real life that are added to stories and the reason that I chose the year 1986 was because of a film that came out in 1983. 1986 was chosen because it was the year before I moved to America. In the 1983 film,  Joysticks,  Joe Don Baker tells his fully grown daughter,  Corinne Bohrer,  that she is not to old for a spanking. It was really hot and it spoke to me of a different time. So before the story,  know that a quick one liner gave me some inspiration,  and when you picture the scene described,  here is an image from the same film of the type of panties that girls wore in the 1980’s. Now onto the story,  I hope that you like it. To avoid any confusion Brittney and Bri are the same person,  likewise Elaine and Lainey are also the same person.

Before you read the story does include a lot of memories of spankings since past,  these include M/F,  F/F,  F/M and M/M. If that is not going to interest you then just look at the panty covered spankable bottoms below and move on  🙂

Mother Spanks Daughter  –  The Best Friend

Back in 1986 it was a different time, especially in Texas. It was long before a more liberal movement started to emerge regarding the use of corporal punishment, indeed, in this particular town if you weren’t subject to spankings growing up then you were one of the unusual ones. Sparing the rod and spoiling the child was as common as hot dinners.

The fact that Elaine’s mom still spanked her at 18,  going on 19,  wasn’t entirely unheard of at all,  especially considering that Mrs. Ferris had received her last strapping at the hands of her own mother when she was 20 years old. The old premise was more common than not,  as long as you are living under this roof you will follow my rules,  and the consequences for breaking those rules would be carried out the old fashioned way.

It wasn’t the same for everyone,  it had been four years since the F bomb had dropped out of Bri’s mouth. Four years since she was last staring at the carpet as the Paternal hand stopped the spanking to draw the last remaining piece of protection down over an already well spanked bottom,  and four years since she had to carry her father’s strap to the shed with him in tow to enforce to his charge that it would be the last time she ever dropped the F bomb in his house.

Even to this day she remembers walking to the shed with tears running down her cheeks,  hoping against all hope that nobody in the neighborhood was looking out of their window as she did the walk of shame. Fourteen well placed swings of the belt later on her bare bottom had her dancing all over the shed and promising that she will never again utter a curse word. She wasn’t just promising her dad,  she was also promising herself.

Four years had passed,  and even though she was about to turn 19,  she also knew that if she ever dared mutter so much as a single curse word in front of her Father then she knew exactly where she would end up,  that much was a guarantee. The strap still hung in his room,  even though it hadn’t been used at all for nearly three whole years,  and Bri would only have to glance at it sideways for her stomach to start flipping knots. It’s not like the spankings themselves weren’t something to be afraid of anyway,  but when the strap came into play and either herself,  her brother or her sister had to carry it to the shed with their father walking behind them,  the whole process took on a whole new psychological torment. Just the mere thought of carrying the strap that was going to be applied to her own bottom would make her go weak at the knees,  and even now just catching a glimpse of it would make her blush a deep red.

The fact that Elaine still got spanked was never really spoken about,  but Bri was fully aware,  just as she was aware of all of her other friends who were still subject to some parental discipline,  so it wasn’t unusual in that aspect. So when she called Elaine’s house two days later to make plans and her mom informed her that she was grounded for breaking curfew,  it was with a sympathetic nod that Bri mentally accepted that she was grounded on a spanked bottom. With her birthday just two weeks away to the day she very meekly asked how long Elaine was grounded for. Mrs. Ferris was as astute as a fox and she knew the reason behind the question,  so she simply replied “As long as I come to an understanding with Elaine,  she will be able to attend your birthday plans,  Brittney”

Once the phone was placed on the receiver Brittney let out an audible sigh of relief. Her birthday was on a Sunday so that meant a Sunday brunch with her family,  church,  and then a rather conservative gathering with extended family members. It’s not that Bri would complain about any of that,  but she did want to spend the day before her birthday with Lainey and a few other friends. There was no guarantee that Elaine was going to be at church today,  but past history in any family where discipline was involved would generally mean that going to church would be the one social outing that was accepted and allowed. Bri was hoping deep down that she would at the very least get to briefly speak with Elaine later that day at church,  even if that was in the presence of both sets of families in a cordial environment.

It is worth pointing out that the discipline of the time was common place,  nobody considered it unusual and it wasn’t conducted in a spiteful manner. Each family had a lot of love involved with them and the belief was that the installation of traditional family values helped to steer a young ward into the right direction in life. Most practitioners of discipline were themselves once a recipient of the same set of traditional family values,  and they were all deemed valuable members of society. Whilst it wouldn’t be commonplace,  it also wouldn’t be completely unheard of for a girl in her early 20’s to get a good strapping in the barn should she consider herself a bit too big for her britches. There were many different variants of old horse straps and bridles which continued to serve a purpose long after they stopped being used on the horse in many a barn across this quiet town.

Punishments were almost exclusively conducted within the same family,  it would be very rare for it to take place outside of the home,  though of course paddling was still employed with gusto. In fact most of the kids growing up had also heard of the rumor that the church minister himself was the owner of a school paddle in his office,  a rumor that grew into an urban legend.

Twenty five to thirty years ago the urban legend was more than just a rumor,  the most trusted member of the community was indeed a man whose services were required by many families. Christian discipline was,  and in fact still is,  thought of as a necessary component in a family’s life,  and in the 1950’s it wasn’t unusual for the minister himself to spare the rod at the request of a parent,  normally in their presence. It became a practice that slowly disappeared over the years to a point that it only became a rumor,  and then became an urban legend. Nobody knew if it was really true,  except perhaps for the older folks who grew up during those formative years,  and they were not people who would ever entertain discussing such a topic.

Yes,  while in this small town everybody seemed to know their neighbor’s business,  there were in fact some secrets that were never spoken about. There wasn’t a single person who ever admitted that they were once paddled or spanked by the minister,  and there was likely to be the same amount of people who would never confess that their  “Have to meet with the minister”  proclamations over the subsequent years were far from being meetings to discuss the latest church fundraiser. The legend started thirty years ago,  the secrets of many an adult remains until this current day.

Elaine and her mom were ready in their Sunday dress to make their way to church. Elaine was very mindful of her situation and she would never want to disrespect her mom,  so she was a little apprehensive when she clasped her hands in front of her as she looked at the floor and meekly asked her mom a question in a little more than a whisper. “Mom,  I know that I am grounded until next week, but would it be okay if I ask Brittney what she wants to do for her birthday”?

Mrs. Ferris was a strict mother,  but she was also a warm,  loving person who valued friendships. She had no intention of restricting Elaine from speaking with Bri at church,  and in fact she appreciated that Elaine had respected her enough to ask for her permission first. With a warm smile she said that she could,  but also warning her not to abuse her freedom at church today. A very happy Elaine suppressed her happiness and politely replied  “Yes,  Mama”

Tim was also going to be at church today with his own family,  but unlike the two girls who wanted to talk with each other,  Tim on the other hand was decidedly in favor of minding his p’s and q’s. His goal was to wait for Elaine to call him and if he was able to make eye contact with her at church for a quick smile then he would see that as a victory. It was mostly based on his desire not to get Elaine in any more trouble than she was already in,  even though the process was a bit of a foreign concept to him that he didn’t fully understand.

The environment that Tim grew up in was vastly different to that of his girlfriend and Brittney,  he grew up in a very progressive family who did not believe in corporal punishment. His experiences in that field he could count on one hand,  well,  after overhearing Lainey getting spanked he had now started on the second hand. He was aware of friends getting paddled at school,  and while his parents did not allow that for him it actually wasn’t even something he had ever given more than a second thought to. He had only ever been spanked once in his life and that was during a sleepover by his best friend’s mom. He had often wondered if his friend’s mom had told his parents about it,  he certainly hadn’t. Tim was embarrassed about the whole affair and the only reason that he wouldn’t tell his parents was through the fear of disappointing them.

He could only look back at the incident with some humor. Despite being in the unusual position of staring at a carpet for the first time in his life,  he distinctly remembers a joke that he made to himself as his friend’s mom pulled his pj bottoms down. The silly joke being that if he hadn’t worn underwear then he would have had his bare bottom showing. The joke was fleeting of course,  it was soon replaced by the unbearable sound and feel of a maternal hand landing on its upended target. Tim would have sworn that it went on for half an hour,  but it lasted less than a minute as he howled and squirmed with all his might. He then had to watch through tear stained eyes as his friend got the same treatment,  though it was significantly longer and harder than what he himself had got.

Then there was the time that his friend,  TJ,  had got the belt from his dad the previous night before. The reason that this was memorable was because TJ quite happily pulled his shorts down to show all of his friends what his bottom looked like as if it were some type of trophy. Tim sat there in awe at the slightly faded red lines that seemed to adorn every inch of his friend’s hind end. He had also seen another friend very briefly dance a merry tune as his dad swung the belt,  but in that instance he was petrified and ran away as fast as he could after watching the thick leather belt land two times.

The most memorable spanking that he was a witness to was one that was forever etched in his mind that had happened many years ago. It was the only time that he had ever witnessed a full on spanking to that day,  and he wasn’t likely to ever forget it.

Tim was with a group of friends when one of their gang,  Micheal,  gleefully joined them. The reason for his joy was quite apparent very quickly as he announced with a tremendous amount of satisfaction that Kimberly,  his older sister,  was going to get a spanking. Tim had a huge crush on Kimberly and as his friends started to leave he hung back slyly before slowly scooting off,  his intended destination being the Smith household. It seemed like a no loss situation,  he could amble around the property and if he was caught he had an easy out,  he was just looking for his friend Michael.

Upon arriving at the house it didn’t take very long at all for him to hear that something was about to happen. All he had expected was to hear the sounds of his crush getting a spanking,  he had no idea at that time that where the spanking was due to take place was in the basement where the laundry machine was. He discovered that by listening to the scolding that was taking place and following the sound of the single voice that he could hear. When he arrived at the final location where the voice had led him to,  his mouth flew wide open as he crouched down and realized that one of the small windows to the basement would allow him a birds eye view to the scene that was just about to commence.

He had missed the part where Kimberly was pulled over her mother’s lap,  he also missed the pulling down of the white shorts that now sat puddled at her ankles. He joined the proceedings as Kimberly’s hand was firmly planted on her bottom trying to protect the seat of her way too thin sky blue nylon panties. He kneeled there peeking in through the edge of the window as the battle of the loose hand commenced. Kimberly’s mother won that battle easily and soon the offending hand was tucked under Kimberly’s own body being held there solidly by the hand of her mother,  which was also tucked under her body holding on to Kimberly’s only defense.

What happened next is something that Tim will never forget. Apparently out of nowhere,  as if Kimberly’s mother had pulled off some kind of magic trick,  a stout wooden backed hairbrush was in her hand and it was heading down as fast as lightning upon Kimberly’s barely covered fanny. Tim kneeled there in awe as the hairbrush rained down at a steady,  rhythmic pace covered every single inch of Kimberly’s bottom. He could not forget Kimberly frantic attempts to avoid the smack of the brush as her legs kicked wildly and her pleas of forgiveness got louder by the second. His eyes transfixed on the thin nylon rippling at every smack that the brush landed upon them,  and how her frantic gyrations would cause those panties to ride up and up until the hard backed brush was striking nothing but bare skin as the spanking progressed,  repeating the same pattern of covering every inch of the scarlet bottom several times over before all was said and done.

The very instant that the brush stopped descending on the well spanked fanny,  and a tearful Kimberly started to stand up,  Tim scarpered like Carl Lewis out of fear that one of them would look up and catch him spying on the spanking.

When Tim overheard his girlfriend being spanked it was the image of this particular spanking that kept running through his mind as he tried to picture Elaine getting spanked. Man,  he remembered every time he ran into Kimberly from that day forward whenever he was with Michael,  he could barely look her in the eye. However,  whenever she left them alone his eyes were transfixed and never left the bottom that he had watched getting a spanking. It was perhaps his best day ever when Kimberly left for college,  he no longer had to blush at the mere sight of her.

He was sheltered in his life from spankings,  but the sight of Kimberly getting spanked and the sound of Lainey getting spanked were two events that he could quite happily relive in his mind until the cows came home.

Everyone was at church two days after the event in their Sunday best,  once the service was over it was time for the families to socialize and catch up with one another. Tim stood close by his parents and their time at the post service gathering was going to be very short,  perhaps only ten minutes had passed before they were all in the family car heading home. That was the only time that Tim actually saw Elaine during the service,  as he was leaving,  but she didn’t see him. Elaine had seen the back of Tim’s head in the church but their eyes had not met.

As the church service attendees milled around talking to one another,  Elaine and Brittney pulled off one of their best stealth modes as they expertly inched their way step by step closer to each other. Like skilled tacticians they had soon maneuvered themselves from a small gathering into a place where there was just the two of them. They talked as quietly as they could and Brittney tried to offer up some comfort to her friend. “I’m sorry your grounded,  Lainey” she said in her best pouty face.

While Elaine had no intentions of passing the buck for her own lack of responsibilities,  she did make it known in a backhanded manner that she did have some displeasure with her friend. “If we hadn’t have stopped off for Pizza I wouldn’t be” she replied in the most non accusatory manner that she could muster.

Brittney looked like she had been stabbed with a needle. “I’m sorry” she pleaded with her friend.

Elaine let it pass and soon they were on to the fun subject of talking about the plans for the Saturday,  the day before Brittney’s birthday. The first port of call would be for Tim to pick up Bri,  and then the two of them could drive over to pick up Lainey before the three of them headed to the mall. Later that afternoon they would all meet up with other friends for an impromptu picnic in the park. The two of them didn’t have long left with their brief conversation as most of the church goers appeared to be wrapping up,  so Bri asked Elaine  “Does everything sound good”?

Lainey smiled as she was delighted to have something to look forward to,  but the little devil inside of her still wanted to pass some of the blame onto her friend for her current predicament. So before they broke up she teased Bri. “It sounds great,  Bri,  there’s just one question that we haven’t answered yet”

Bri perked up,  trying to think about what she may have missed,  before asking  “Which question is that,  Lainey”?

The devilish grin widened  “We haven’t decided who is going to give you your birthday spankings yet”

Bri chuckled and playfully punched her friend on the arm as she replied  “Uh,  like,  nobody,  HELLO”

Elaine winked as she stepped back towards the oncoming parents  “Alright,  I’ll ask my mom to spank you on Saturday morning then”

“The heck you will” a playfully alarmed Brittney said as she chased after her friend. Just before they met with their respective parents Bri grabbed Elaine’s arm and whispered in her ear  “Don’t you dare,  brat, I’m warning you”

The parents arrived and Elaine greeted her mom,  full of joy. “Hi Mom,  thanks for letting Brittney and I discuss her birthday plans in two weeks’ time,  I’ll be sure that you get a chance to wish her a happy birthday before we leave for the day”

Brittney blushed and grew feisty,  not only did her friend get the upper hand on this day,  but as she was also grounded for the next ten days she couldn’t even get a measure of revenge on her in any way possible. If looks could kill.

That night Brittney sat on her bed,  pained that she couldn’t call her best friend. Not just because of what had transpired,  but also because it was going to be an awfully long ten days not speaking with the person who she normally spoke with several times a week. However,  the elephant in the room still took over her thoughts,  much to her despair. The first thought of course being  ‘I’m glad the brat got spanked’,  but those thoughts were quickly replaced by what Elaine had suggested.

Mrs. Ferris wouldn’t spank her she thought, then quickly corrected herself with a silent laugh, actually, she probably would. She even went one step further by admitting to herself that she probably deserved a spanking anyway for the small part that she had in Elaine being grounded in the first place. Brittney quickly shook her head,  trying to erase the foolish thoughts that were swimming around in her mind. The seed had been planted though,  and try as she might it was unavoidable that she would picture a vision of herself lying over the lap of her best friend’s mom while they all laughed. The same vision was sure to appear several times over the coming week.

Day after day had passed and Bri desperately wanted to speak with Lainey. It wasn’t through any fear at all,  it was just the apprehensiveness of the unknown,  did Elaine actually say something to her mom? That question was burning Brittney up. The funny part was though,  Brittney acted as if she had no say in the matter. After all, she was an adult and she could flat out say no and move on if she wanted to. Unfortunately for her though that wasn’t how her mind worked,  she just needed to know whether Elaine’s mom planned to spank her or not for her birthday,  she just accepted it.

Elaine had virtually forgotten all about that playful conversation until the Thursday that she was no longer grounded when she went downstairs for breakfast,  two days before the Saturday in question. Elaine reached the kitchen and kissed her mom on the cheek as her mom stirred the scrambled eggs. As she headed to the table Mrs. Ferris said to her daughter that Brittney had called several times that morning already and that she wanted Elaine to call her back. As Elaine sat down at the table she jokingly announced  “She’s just worried because I told her that you were going to give her a birthday spanking” she said as she laughed.

Mrs. Ferris spoke as a matter of fact “That girl doesn’t need a birthday to get a spanking”

Elaine’s eyes bulged at what her mom said,  and she gleefully continued  “I agree mom,  so you will give her a spanking then”?

Mrs. Ferris grasped the wooden spoon that she was cooking the eggs with and playfully waved it in the air “Like she was my own daughter” before breaking out in a laugh.

It was only a playful suggestion by Elaine,  she really didn’t think about what she had said for the week prior to that morning,  and even just now it was no more than a flippant remark. She had no earthly idea that for ten days straight Brittney had pictured the scene in her head several times a day. When the two of them finally got on the phone Brittney was dying to ask Elaine if she had said anything to her mom,  it was only when the conversation was coming to an end that the topic even come up,  and it was at Elaine’s doing,  not Brittney’s. They finally confirmed their plans for Saturday and as Elaine stated that she would see her friend on Saturday morning she was sure to teasingly add  “Oh,  and mom was waving a wooden spoon this morning saying something about how you need a spanking,  just so that you know”

A thrill of excitement washed over Brittney’s body as her mouth opened,  before she spoke loudly back to her friend “There is NO WAY your mom is going to use a wooden spoon to spank me”

Elaine made a clicking sound with her mouth and finished with  “You had better be nice to her then”

Come the Saturday morning a completely unaware Tim drove over to Bri’s house to pick her up. He watched as she came down the driveway,  her ponytail bouncing behind her tied in a white ribbon,  her knee length blue summer dress flapping in the wind,  tied at the waist with a white sash. The whole ensemble complimented by her white shoes and white ankle socks that had a few rows of ruffles at the top. Thankfully she had Tim with her for the ride to keep her mind active.

When they arrived at Elaine’s everyone took their shoes off and sat at the table as Mrs. Ferris served lemonade. It became apparent to Bri pretty quickly that it had all been a ruse,  a prank played with her as the victim,  she was sure that she had nothing to worry about based on how everyone was acting. The conversation itself was somewhat mundane as they were all discussing the different things that they may do that day.

The table that they were all sat at was against the back garden window with Mrs. Ferris sat with her back to the window,  Brittney was on her left and Tim on her right with her daughter sat opposite her. As the conversation wound down the three friends all stood up to say their goodbyes,  but Elaine moved her chair a few feet away from the table. She smiled at her mom and said that they are all going to get going now,  she then turned to Bri and with a big smile added “Once Bri’s had her birthday spankings of course”

Brittney’s face blushed a deep red as she turned to face Mrs. Ferris,  and while the feeling was nowhere even close to the feeling that she used to have when she would carry her father’s strap to be used on her,  a spanking is still a spanking. She was genuinely embarrassed and wished for any potential spanking to be over with as soon as was humanly possible. Mrs. Ferris stood up from her chair and chuckled at the blushing girl  “19 today is it,  we had better get started then”

Brittney simply retorted  “Yes,  Ma’am”  as if getting spanked by your best friend’s mom was a normal everyday occurrence.

Elaine eased past Brittney and sat in the chair that her friend had just vacated while a bemused Tim sat back down as well,  completely oblivious to the back story of what was about to occur. I mean,  birthday spankings happen,  he just wasn’t expecting one to happen right now.

Mrs. Ferris sat down in the chair that her daughter had so thoughtfully moved out for her,  straightened out her skirt and then beckoned the birthday girl over. Brittney’s face was the color of a ripe tomato as she looked at the wagging finger calling her,  and without hesitation she moved forward and put herself face down over Mrs. Ferris’ lap like she had done so many times before growing up.

Mrs. Ferris put one hand on the small of Bri’s back as Bri gently grasped the bottom rung of the chair with both hands,  quite happy to let her ponytail fall over and cover her face to conceal her acute embarrassment. As she peered at Tim’s socks out of the corner of her eye she quickly bolted upright as she felt Mrs. Ferris flip the back of her dress high up onto her back,  her hand flew back and she yelled  “JESUS”

With the expertise of a seasoned pro,  Mrs. Ferris caught the flailing hand and securely tucked it into her side all in one motion,  and without hesitation unleashed eight very sound smacks upon the flimsy light blue nylon material covering Brittney’s fanny. A chorus of sounds accompanied each smack “Ohh, Oww, Ouch, Ow, No, Oww, Ouch, Oww”

Mrs. Ferris stopped as Brittney gyrated her bottom,  trying for all her might to eliminate that wicked sting permeating from it. With a very stern tone of voice Mrs. Ferris stated “We DO NOT take the lord’s name in vain in this house,  do you understand me”?

A well chastised young lady was quick to apologize  “Yes,  I’m sorry,  Mrs. Ferris,  you just,  err,  surprised me. I didn’t expect you to do that”

Almost rhetorically Mrs. Ferris responded  “You didn’t expect me to pull your dress up,  what type of spanking would that be”?

It was second nature to Mrs. Ferris,  it wasn’t even a flippant comment,  it was a genuine statement. Having been the recipient on many an occasion herself growing up,  she was fully aware that the exposure of ones panties in front of a group of other people was almost as bad of a punishment as the spanking itself was,  so it was a perfectly natural thing to do.

Taking the role of educator for a moment though,  Mrs. Ferris decided to impart some wisdom on her daughter’s friend. “If that was a surprise to you then I apologize,  Brittney,  in this house however the least you can expect is a spanking over your panties whenever you get a spanking”. Mrs. Ferris then dished out a wisecrack as well  “Lucky for you, you are wearing such cute panties today”

Brittney buried her head in embarrassment as she heard all three of them all chuckle at that comment.

One thing about Mrs. Ferris was that she was a firm believer in her daughter being responsible for her own behavior. Nobody could be assigned blame for the choices that Elaine made. With that said,  three days after that dreaded last spanking Mrs. Ferris had a meeting with her daughter and they had discussed in detail what had happened on that fateful Friday night and why she had missed her curfew. For a fleeting moment before the birthday spanking itself began,  Mrs. Ferris looked at the bubble butt staring up at her and she felt like dispensing Brittney’s share of the blame for Elaine missing curfew upon those upturned cheeks. Missing curfew was Elaine’s responsibility though,  and while both Brittney and Tim had shared in Elaine’s decision making that resulted in her missing curfew,  the responsibility was ultimately Elaine’s. Mind you,  it was just her caring maternal nature to think that both Brittney and Tim would both benefit from the same spanking that she given to her daughter for their respective roles in the event,  and she would also be more than happy to be the person delivering those sound spankings,  so she felt not an single ounce of guilt for the spanks that she had given Brittney for taking the Lord’s name in vain,  in fact there was a little catharsis to it.

Mrs. Ferris placed her hand on the thin nylon seat and asked “Are you ready”?

Tim sat there with his mouth opened and Elaine beamed from ear to ear as Brittney replied  “Yes,  Ma’am”

Tim watched the hand slowly go up and then followed it down until,  just like what he observed years before,  it came smacking down and he saw the joy of her bottom bounce and her panties ripple like it was a trip down memory lane. That was one smack,  there were eighteen to go plus one for luck and one to grow on. Tim had a problem,  he had no idea how he was going to make it through watching the entire spanking and what was worse,  even less of an idea as to how he was going to hide his own embarrassment when it was all over and they had to walk to the car. He had seen Brittney in a bikini many times but this was vastly different,  he had full view of her panties and the little ruffled ankle socks he could see kicking in the background excited him more than he could ever have imagined.

Tim hadn’t thought of spanking as something erotic up until that point,  even if he had masturbated many times over the memory of Kimberly getting the hairbrush,  he hadn’t put two and two together that the two acts were related. However,  being that he was now perhaps only five feet away and listening to the sound of a spanking up close,  and also watching that part of the female anatomy bounce and jiggle and gyrate right before his very eyes,  it was a huge turn on for him. No matter what he could do there was one thing he couldn’t do,  and that was hide the sexual excitement he was getting from watching Brittney get spanked.

Elaine didn’t seem to notice,  she had her own birds eye view of her friend’s bottom getting a spanking and it was pure delight for her. She dare not say anything,  but man did she wish her mom would spank her a bit harder. Brittney just wanted it over with,  she was praying that Mrs. Ferris would just get on with it and hurry up and finish. She had been spanked before in front of others,  indeed just like now there had been more than one occasion when visitors were watching the seat of her panties as she was spanked,  but for some reason this seemed a little different. Is it perhaps that she was older now and it was more embarrassing to get a spanking at that age,  or was it perhaps that she herself had felt some responsibility for Elaine getting a spanking and she had felt deep down that she deserved a spanking as well?

Brittney would never admit to anyone that the latter was closer to the truth than any other excuse that she could come up with,  it was something that she had ten days to think about and perhaps that was the reason why it never crossed her mind to question that her friend’s mom was going to spank her. That was a secret that she would keep to herself. It was much the same as the feeling that a lot of the older women in the small town would encounter from time to time,  and just like Brittney it was a secret that none of them would ever share with anybody. The urban legend of the Minister with a paddle in his office was an actual secret shared by a good number of women in this sleepy town,  and each of them was happy to play along that this story was just an urban legend. It was like their own little secret society. The real truth of the matter is that the feeling of repentance is something that sticks around inside of a person until it can be released,  and some of the townsfolk had personally known the most trusted man in the town for up to 30 years,  from back when their own parents would seek out the disciplinary help of the Minister,  to the secrets of today where those same people could still seek out the help of the same Minister,  only under their own terms now.

“And one for luck”

That was the pronouncement that the maternal palm had landed on the pretty blue nylon panties for the last time. A total of 29 spanks in all when you count the eight seat scorchers that started off the spanking. Luckily for Brittney the other 21 smacks were delivered at nowhere near the intensity of the first eight,  however,  the first eight did satisfy her curiosity as to how bad it could be. She wouldn’t dare confide anything that was troubling her with her father,  could she with Mrs. Ferris though?

Brittney stood and smoothed down her skirt as Mrs. Ferris reached in to hug her,  Elaine also sprang to her feet to join in the hug. Ever the opportunist,  Tim saw a window of opportunity and in a nanosecond he bolted out of his chair towards the front door,  talking as he went that he was going to start the car. He wasn’t going to respond to anything that was said to him,  he was effectively deaf,  dumb and blind at that moment. The only person who could potentially see him as he bolted from the chair was Brittney,  but he had to take the chance. If she saw the tent protruding in his shorts then he would live with it,  just as long as Mrs. Ferris didn’t see it.

When Brittney and Elaine got to the car,  Brittney made a dramatic sound of anguish as she sat down,  it was purely for comedic reasons. She loudly went into Valley girl mode and staring at her friend she stated “I am SO going to get you back for that,  just wait until your birthday”

Elaine mocked her and replied  “WHAT – EVER”

Bri turned to Tim as he began to pull away and said to him “Please spank her for me,  Tim”

Elaine laughed and put her hand on Tim’s thigh,  far too close to the problem that he was still trying to repress,  and said “You wouldn’t spank little old me,  would you sweetheart”?

Elaine left the subject right there,  she had seen more than enough as she removed her hand to know that he probably would spank her.

End of part 2


So there you have it,  if you wish to leave a comment you can do so by leaving it at the bottom of this post,  or,  alternatively,  if you would like to make a suggestion for part 3 of the story then by all means do so by using the form below. Even if that is to offer some criticisms. I put a lot of work into writing this story so I would like to get some type of feedback for it.

As you will see in the story,  I have left a lot of open ended scenarios for readers to think of a suggestion.

Elaine of course has her mom,  but her friend has also suggested that Tim spank Elaine,  and Elaine seems to know that the idea would excite Tim.

Brittney of course has admitted to herself that she actually needed a spanking,  does she want to follow up with Mrs. Ferris,  or will she fall afoul of her father and slip up with a huge NO NO cuss word?

Then we have the minister and the secret society of parishioners who have secretly visited him,  some for up to 30 years,  to receive their repentance. Who are these people? Is Mrs. Ferris a member of the Minister’s secret society?

And finally we have Tim as a wildcard, whose girlfriend seems to know that he might spank her. I also received many responses the last time as well suggesting that Tim spank the mom. However,  he is also under the spanking radar of his girlfriend’s mom,  and hopefully Kimberly and her mom never found out what he did.

The choices are yours,  and based on the last time that I ran this questionnaire the responses will be a combination of all of the various scenarios described above.

Windsor Wednesday Classic – 141

The Boardwalk Badness party is over for another year and I am back home. In two weeks time it is the Lonestar party and I have looked into seeing if I can go,  but it is going to be really tricky as I am going to Japan/South Korea later this year and then Vietnam/Taiwan in early 2020. It seems a bit frivolous to alter my budget to attend another spanking party,  especially as my family estate is still in limbo.

Yesterday I started updating some areas on the website,  but unless you look for them you won’t notice them until I link to them. First of all I have started a promotional page under the title MEGA PASSES. Right now I only have one site listed on there,  DANA SPECHT’S,  but by the end of the week I hope to have about ten up. It is a slow and arduous task and I will be lucky to do two a day.

The other change is that I have made a new addition to my REAL LIFE STORIES page by adding the story FLASHING HER PANTIES TO THE BOYS. I’m going through my site trying to collect all stories that I have written that I have yet to add to their respective pages. I’m also hoping to write a new story tonight as a follow up to a story already underway. Just in case I can’t finish it I won’t say which story just in case I let you down.

The Wednesday Classic this week is from Yoakum,  TX in 1958. It looks like a young couple have found the school paddle,  and it looks like the girl is expecting a nice playful swat. If you could read the guys eyes though,  to me they are saying he has had enough of the little brat and is about to make the paddle sound like two clapper boards coming together when it lands on her bottom.

This will be added to my WINDSOR’S PADDLING’S folder.

Q And A Part 3

Thank you to everyone who submitted a question to me so that they could gain full access to my SPANKING VIDEO WITH TEN. So far I have received over twenty question which will be enough for at least four upcoming posts. Now don’t get me wrong,  I fully understand that people come to my blog to look at the pictures and to read the stories,  but it is nice for me every now and then to have an area that I very much enjoy doing,  with that area being answering reader submitted questions. This is something that I enjoy doing a lot so if you have a question for me then go TO THIS POST and ask me a question and in return I will provide you access to a free spanking movie that I have stored online.

Question 1:

What’s your most memorable spanking you gave to a non spanko/vanilla?

This one is an easy question to answer, and there is also a story where you can read about the spanking. In fact now that I think about it, the very first spanking that I gave was to a non spanko so I guess that qualifies as well.

The most memorable spanking that I gave to a vanilla was at a Shadowlane party in 2010. A vanilla girl was attending the party to support her friend and over the course of a couple of days the scene was set for a room party that had a lot of spanking action,  and culminated with me getting a call at 6.30am in the morning to come to a room to give a vanilla girl her first ever bare bottomed spanking. You can read THIS STORY HERE.

Question 2:

Girl/Girl Action.

Now I had planned to skip over the next series of questions as they came across as a bit demeaning to women. However,  there are two points that I think I can make in relation to this over obsession of focusing on things one doesn’t like.

The first point is that there are now many more female spanking producers. As a person who produces his own content from time to time,  I produce it exactly as I envision it,  so why shouldn’t the girls as well? It kind of goes without saying really,  if you don’t like what is being produced,  fill your boots,  start making your own videos tailored to what you like. I admire and support any lady producing her own material and I will promote them willingly in an effort to support their efforts.

Secondly,  F/F spankings sell!!  If they didn’t sell then people wouldn’t make them. A long time ago I was in a very friendly public discussion regarding extreme severity and graphic genitalia displays in every video. In the discussion I was the person who was opposed to both aspects being discussed. The people defending the practice were producers who didn’t get their panties in a bunch because someone was questioning them,  they actually took the time to engage.

The bottom line I was told was quite simple,  the videos that I didn’t like sold ten times more than the ones that I did like. This goes for F/F videos as well,  if you look at Clips4sale under the general spanking category,  fifty percent are M/F and the other fifty are F/F. I also have an ideal spanking scenario based on a deeply ingrained feeling that I have always had,  it is simply that of a Paternal or Maternal figure delivering a good hand spanking to the seat of a mischievous girl’s panties. That’s it,  I need nothing more than that for it to be a perfect spanking. Let’s be real though,  that scenario isn’t going to sell for shit. At best I am going to find just a few minutes in every video to enjoy,  but rather than bitch about it,  I make my own videos to satisfy what it is that I like in spanking films.

Question 3:

Of all the beautiful ladies you have spanked,  who would you say took the hardest overall spanking from you with hand only?

This is a difficult one to answer because at no time have I ever spanked a girl as hard as I can,  ever. That is not where the mindset is for me so if I go over and above what I consider to be my limit then I think that I am being abusive. With an implement especially I would be hard pressed to even go at 50% of what I am capable of.

There is also this to consider,  and you won’t likely find this written anywhere else in the spanking world,  lol. At only 5’6” I’m short,  and that has a huge impact in the severity level one can deliver in an OTK position. I don’t get the torque that taller guys get,  nor the distance,  or the body posture needed to deliver a good sound OTK spanking. It is different in a standing position,  but I prefer OTK so that is what I am left with. It doesn’t mean that a spanking isn’t going to hurt,  it’s just that the playing fields are different. It is why you rarely see me spanking a girl when I am sat on a bed or a couch,  that position further regresses my lack of height and any spanking given by me on a bed or couch is always going to look pretty weak.

If I had to pick anyone I would think an easy choice would be Ellee Evergood. With Ellee I am able to go to the upper limit that I am personally comfortable with where it will still be enjoyable to me.

What sorts of spanking drawings/illustrations do you prefer?

This question will be answered in its own post later this week. It is a very good question.

Question 4:

Would you agree that the pace of a spanking makes a difference between it being serious business or frivolous flirting? For example,  I prefer the steady and solid pace,  vs the quick pats.

In the times where I take things up to a serious level the distinguishing mark for me would have to be the severity level. In serious situations I believe in the appropriate scolding to accompany the spanking,  so I will pause and scold and then delivery 15-20 really hard smacks in different locations from the upper thighs to the meaty part of the bottom.

In a private video that I did with Ellee I lifted up her skirt before she went OTK,  then I delivered six stingers to the back of her thighs in order to  “Help her with her answers to my questions”. Serious business with me is easy to spot,  I’m a playful guy by nature so anytime that I am being serious there is quite a noticeable difference. It doesn’t happen very often,  but when it does there are normally tears involved.

What’s your most real spanking that you have given a vanilla?

I’m pretty sure that this question was from the same user in the first question. When the first question was asked it was prior to the video giveaway,  so I don’t blame him for asking again to get the video!!

Question 5:

Since you are in charge of security for the party, what will be the punishment for “offenders”? A spanking?

I will keep in the spirit of the humor that the question poses. Generally when we get an offender it is normally a curious vanilla trying to enter the party,  or someone losing their badge for the 50th time.

However,  in the spirit of fun,  if I had my way,  anyone who showed up and had forgotten their badge would immediately be bent over the desk and paddled,  and then sent to get their badge. They would also earn demerits to be dished out on the final night!! Hopefully that would improve their attention to detail.

Feel free to ask me your questions,  it makes a nice change for me to break up the normal schedule of sharing rare pictures with you.

Windsor Sunday Candids – 80

“Well hello Mary Lou,  goodbye ass”

Only old time music fans will understand that line,  lol.

One thing that I love about spanking photos more so than movies is that I concur with the old adage,  a picture is worth a thousand words. As long as there is the understanding that what is being said is meant to be tongue in cheek then I do see it as harmless fun. I’ve been called out myself before for posting something that wasn’t factually correct,  and rightly so,  I was a little too ambiguous in my not reporting the real origins behind a photo,  instead going directly to a fantasy scenario. I’ve called others out,  mostly from the editing of known commercial pictures that are then presented as  “I think this might be real”,  or posting images with dubious origins that collectors like myself know to be factually incorrect. Perhaps the worst case scenario that I encountered was the first image that I ever had taken where I was spanking Pixie  (long before she was known as Pixie)  many years ago and a user by the name of Hapgood Baines then re-posted that image within an hour claiming it to be of him and his neighbor.

In the image below it is one of a series of photos that I have from Rockdale,  TX,  this one is from 1968. In fact an earlier picture that I posted from Rockdale was hugely popular which features an elderly teacher wielding a mean looking paddle just prior to it hitting its target. THAT PHOTO HERE. So it is known that there are numerous paddling pics from this location but I have yet to find out the reason behind this series of them,  perhaps it is like a Kangaroo court type deal?

If I can be cheeky for a moment,  if you look at the girls pained expression,  and the fact that the guy doing the paddling seems to have connected at an awful angle,  it reminds me of the guy who shows up at spanking parties carrying around 50 wooden items with him in a bag,  yet his idea of a psychological spanking is to hit as hard as is humanly possible to impress whoever is watching.

As a side note,  the only time that I ever lost my temper at a spanking party is when I was giving a girl the strap,  and some dick walked past me saying  “She can take more than that,  you’re hitting like a girl”. So for education purposes,  let me educate you on all of the levels that those comments were wrong. I can do that rationally now,  I wasn’t able to when that comment was said to me,  lol.

1)  You don’t know the girl,  and even if you did,  you don’t know where she is at during that current moment.

2)  Even if she could take it harder than that,  it doesn’t mean that she has to take it that hard from me. It is the worst misconception possible. A girl may,  if she decides that the chemistry is right,  play at a very hard level with certain people that she trusts. Nobody has a right to decide that other than her. Just because she has been known to play hard it doesn’t give YOU the right to play that hard with her.

3)  Not that I have any first hand experience with it,  but from my observations,  women tend to show little mercy when dishing out a spanking,  men tend to be overly cautious. So to say to me that I was hitting like a girl,  in a way that would actually be a compliment,  because I happen to think that females know how to spank other females far better than men do,  and a good number of men could learn from watching these interactions.

4)  Don’t ever interrupt another person’s scene. If you don’t like what you are watching,  walk the fuck away  (unless a lady has asked you to stay close for her safety). Spanking isn’t a competition,  and for a great many of us the mind fuck is far more important than how hard one can hit. Here is a story where I spanked three girls to tears due simply to the head space involved for all of them. STORY HERE.

5)  People have their own dynamics,  it isn’t right for anyone to question how another couple plays. Take my advice,  you are far less likely to find spanking partners at a party if your goal is to hit a girl as hard as you can. Save those types of spankings for the special relationships that people have,  don’t ever consider hitting someone as a competition. Likewise,  if you act like a dick,  word is going to get around pretty quickly.

Anyway,  I got sidetracked as usual. Here is the image which will be added to my WINDSOR’S PADDLINGS folder.

Sorority Spanking – 113

Before we start on the latest sorority spanking,  be sure to check out my SPANKING PICS website. For the entire month of March I will post a SPANKING BOOK COVER each and every day for the 31 days of March.

For the sorority spanking this week we go back to 1951. Now normally I would edit the image just to include the spanking/paddling portion,  but as you can see from this image the three photos on the page are all pledge related. So while only one of them feature a paddle wielding sorority sister,  the other two feature dominant looking women staring over their charges.

This will be added to my WINDSOR’S SORORITY SPANKINGS folder. Click the image for the full sized version.

Sorority Spanking – 112

For the sorority spanking image this week I was a little lax in jotting down the data. The image is from 1958, but the university I only put down YBK, so I have no clue which university this is from, however it is the Iota Beta sorority where the paddling is taking place. Hopefully the girl holding the paddle at one time received it as well 🙂

This will be added to my WINDSOR’S SORORITY SPANKINGS album.

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