For whatever reason, the spanking stories that I write are one of the most popular features on this site, and I rarely get the chance to write anymore. I really should because every day the stories are read dozens of times. Maybe you have an idea for a story that will give me inspiration? Feel free to leave a comment if you do.
My blog has been running for ten years now, and every year the story of the first spanking that I ever gave was the most read story by a country mile. That changed this year though, and not only changed, but the story didn’t even hold onto 2nd place. I’m guessing by now that everyone has read it. So here are the top ten most read stories of 2016, based on how many times each story was clicked on.
Three girls are about to celebrate the birthday of one of them, but before they leave the house a girl hints that he father should spank her friend. He duly obliges, but it is the other friend who isn’t getting spanked that is turned on the most by this. How long will it be before she gets a spanking?
It’s amazing when you think about it that she dressed so modestly, because there was nothing modest about it when she was over his lap and her panty clad bottom was sticking in the air, knowing that her friends, neighbors and cousins were all being treated to a wonderful sight as they all laughed while she lay there red faced and praying for things to be over. It was never that simple though, he would do this little talk about how he had spoiled her and perhaps how he should have done this a long time ago, her face a deep scarlet with the knowledge that a bunch of eyes were probably transfixed on her upturned bottom as he talked. By the time he was done she was almost begging for the spanking to start, and oh boy did he spank when it finally did start.Read more…..
This story details how ellee and I got to become friends after meeting at a party. There is a review of the first spanking that I gave to ellee and then a much more detailed account of an elaborate roleplay that the pair of us did. During this account ellee gets spanked, then gets the hairbrush and finally she is caned. There are 12 super hot pics in this story so be sure not to miss this one. Read More…
We all had to start somewhere, and my first experience took place in 1979. The spanking may not have been a classic, but it is very memorable and resonates with me to this day. My girlfriend was wearing white nylon panties that day and it is an image that has proved everlasting, even though I have probably spanked another 100 girls the same way, it never gets old and is a big trigger for me. Read more…..
Another real life spanking tale, this time done at a spanking party. The title is slightly misleading, however, it did take place in the middle of a room, albeit a room of spankos. Another first time spanking between friends. Read more….
Living with a summer camp director and his wife for the summer, Jane playfully teases when the director suggests a birthday spanking for her. It is a little more than she bargained for, but she didn’t mind, in fact the following morning she was getting a repeat performance. It was probably a long summer. Read more…..
I’m just a playful guy who loves to spank the bottoms of naughty little girls. Sometimes though, albeit very rarely, things take a darker side. In this story I spanked three girls back to back, and circumstances being what they were and the planets aligning correctly, each one of the three girls cried their way through the spankings. There was nothing really harsh, and I have rarely if ever spanked a girl to tears, but this was one Saturday where emotions were running high. ellee and I have a private recording of her spanking and she sobbed throughout the entire event. On playback, it is just about the hottest thing ever, especially as it rook place in a library room. Read more….
Coming of age birthday spankings are something that I very much enjoy writing about, a hint of playful innocence combined with an exploration of the spanking lifestyle. The formula to this story is the same as the others, but of course with a twist. A girl walks in on her mom and the neighbor having coffee, but being the brat that she is she makes all types of innuendos to embarrass the neighbor. When she makes a sassy comment about what he will give her for her birthday, he suggests a spanking. Unfortunately for Laura, her mom only encourages it. Once the spanking is over and the two adults are talking on the phone, it would appear that the neighbor just threatened to spank Laura’s mom as well. Read more….
A different type of story to those that I normally write. In this one a young man knows that the girl next door gets spanked. When they are alone he playfully agrees to let her spank him. It is during their game they are interrupted and now it is the woman next door gets to dish out the spankings. His curiosity is now more than satisfied as he leaves with a well spanked behind listening to the sound of the girl next door having a hairbrush applied liberally to her bottom. Read more….
The weeks of contact had seemed like an eternity, each email or phone call just increasing the desire to be spanked, each one feeling like additional torture. She had even practiced placing pillows on a chair and laying over them like she was OTK, looking at his picture on her computer screen as she lifted her skirt, blushing as she imagined how it would feel for real. Then inserting her fingers into the waistband of her panties and drawing them all the way down to her knees. My God is this going to be embarrassing, she thought to herself, as she tried to clench her cheeks to protect her modesty. Emily laid there for ten minutes trying to imagine the scene unfolding, looking behind her to try and see what view he would have.
It’s that time of year again where I present to you the top ten posts of the year. The results of this are never manipulated, I don’t put what I want to put in the top ten, these results are taken directly from my analytics report. The popularity is determined by one factor and one factor alone, how many clicks a post received throughout the year. This is something that I have done for many years now and I have no issue with anyone “Piggybacking” my idea.
Now there are a couple of posts that are always in the top ten as they are landing pages, so I discount them as they are years old and are pages that search engines choose as a landing page. Classic Mother And Daughter Spanking Pics is one such page. If you are a reader who likes to read from the most popular list in the sidebar, then that one is always at or near the top, even though it was posted in 2011.
So what were the most popular posts on this website in 2016? To save room I have reduced the photo size but if you want to see the full sized photos either click on the link to the relevant post or just click on the photo itself.
Every year there is always one post that has significantly more views than the post in second place, and this year is no exception. This generally occurs when more than one website/blog has credited me as a source of the material they are posting, and that in itself is a true reflection of the quality of the post in question. It doesn’t always happen, there are some of my findings that appear in multiple locations with nary a link back, and sometimes I’m like, darn it, that would be an awesome top ten post. Like I said though, I give you the honest results, not the made up ones.
This was the top post of 2016, Brenda Joyce getting a spanking in the above named film. What is unique about this is that there has always been a famous spanking pic from this film, but what I managed to dig up was what I believe to have been an unseen photo to the spanking community. Read More….
Ironically, the second most popular post of 2016 was the top ten list of 2015, lol. So if you are keeping count then I guess that should be second, but as that post is about posts in 2015, I am going to skip it from the list.
Only the clarity of the photo is stopping this from being an all time classic, though it is still pretty good. Everything about it is a classic, the doubled over pose, bent over one knee, the leg in the air, the 1950’s, if only the photo was clearer. Never mind though, most everyone else agrees that this is a classic photo. Read More….
The photos were taken in 2013, but I didn’t share them on here until last year. I did so to promote Sara’s new spanking blog that coincided with the release of her first book. If I was to put a list together of my top ten favorite spanking pics that I have taken, this one would definitely be in there. There are more pics in the link. Read More….
As you will probably get an indication as this is the third one in a row, my Wednesday spanking series is probably the most popular on the blog, aside from the stories. There isn’t much to this one, and I certainly wouldn’t have put it in the top ten myself, however, these are the results. This is a spanking pic from the 1969 version of the play, Little Acorns. Read More….
This is where I probably cut my own throat a little bit. Posts like book covers hold very little interest to me, so I generally get to a point where I have a batch of them and I stick them all in one post for people who do like them to enjoy. As you can tell from its position, more people enjoy them than the effort I put in to post them. Anyway, click the link for a potpourri of spanking book covers. Read More….
This one is part of my collection of senior superlatives photos where two teenagers will strike a spanking pose in the 1950’s or 1960’s for the school yearbook. When I started out in this world of ours this is part of the vision that I had, what I term as “The innocence of spanking”. While others talk of bare bottom blisterings until there is blood, I’m personally just as happy with a playful spanking. Read More….
See what I mean about cutting my own throat in regards to popular spanking items? Yet another top ten entry featuring spanking book covers, and I will be very surprised if these two posts that made the top ten weren’t the only two spanking book cover posts that I made in 2016. Read More….
This is the only video entry in the list this year, and you are going to have to click the link to watch the video. It is a blaxplotation film from 1947 and it is a very unique one. A young lady gets a LONG spanking from her mom on the seat of her panties with a hairbrush!! Very unique indeed!! Read More….
Possibly the worst idea in the spanking world, an electric spanking paddle!! I mean seriously guys, just take that paddle off it’s contraption and apply liberally to that young lady’s jean clad fanny. Better yet, flip her over your knee and spank her for Pete’s sake!! Read More….
Part of my audio interview series, this was the first section of three that I posted with an English spanker on one of her trips to the United States. Unfortunately this is yet another project that I have yet to finish as I still have about 5 more sections to edit and post. I’m so far behind on finishing what I need to finish. I’m going to get to them though, hopefully sooner rather than later, I just need to get my backside in gear. It really was an awesome interview so if you have time you can listen to it below. While only part 1 made the top 10, I will include parts 2 and 3 as well should you wish to listen to them.
Look who’s back!! As you may well know I have spent a significant portion of my time this year working on the road at our Boston office. I’m really happy to say that during the last ten days I have now closed that office up and I will no longer be required to go up to Boston. Because it is just a part of my working life I don’t think that I ever truly appreciated how much these trips took of my time. It’s good though because I want to get back to posting more frequently, and now I should have more time to do that.
Because I don’t get to take my normal vacation time I almost always have to take it at the end of the calendar year just to use it up. That means from Thursday of this week I will be off until the New Year, which will allow me to catch up on things that I have neglected. One of those items to be done is the last interview that I did with Dana Specht. Due to not being in communication on a frequent basis I missed her original summer trip, and as my time has been so precious I have yet to edit the video. So during my time off next week I will finally get to render the video.
Also, on Friday, it will mark the tenth year of this blog. Can you believe that? Now I know that this year hasn’t been my most productive, but I fully expect to have this blog for another ten years. In fact to get back in the swing of things and to celebrate 10 years of blogging, I am going to take a post of each of the last ten years and post them for the next ten days. It might stretch to eleven though as I will probably do something a little special for the anniversary.
The unfortunate part is that I haven’t taken any spanking pictures myself in forever. The last one was where I spanked Pixie at my workplace in front of the Empire State building, but other than that it has been an age. There are probably 200 pictures that I have taken with ellee that haven’t been posted, but these will all be from the same scenes, just different angles. Maybe I can go through my archives to find an unposted photo from years ago.
So first on the agenda is the third post I ever made on here where I tell a quick story of the first spanking that I ever gave back in 1979. Every year up until now this has been the most popular story by a country mile. Each January I give you my top ten lists for the year and this story has virtually double the number of views to the second story. That changed this year though, for the first time in ten years this story is no longer the most read story on this site. Just a side note with that, even though I haven’t posted as much this year, people continue to come here to read the stories in their droves. This year so far I have had 82,000 plus people just read the stories in the calendar year to date, which is in the region of over 200 times every day a story of mine is clicked on.
Anyway, it is a flashback story to start with. This story helped to shape a lot of who I am now and some of the things that I enjoy can be directly related to this original scene. It’s funny when I look back over the active years and how this story has helped me, and probably not, surprisingly, as people may expect. Because I have such a strong mindset in regards to spanking I know what it is that I enjoy, and alternatively what it is that doesn’t appeal to me.
So enjoy the story and I will be back tomorrow with another post, this time from 2007.
This story details the first spanking that I ever gave and holds a special place for me. The pictures in this story are taken from my two movies THE CHEEKY BABYSITTER and SCHOOLGIRL BLUES.
THE FIRST SPANKING
It is now 37 years ago that I officially began an actual life of spanking, a very fortunate experience that helped shape the person I am. At that point in my life I was very confused with my thoughts of spanking, certainly the beatings I suffered as a child were no source whatsoever to fuel those desires, and still I was fascinated by the whole thing. When you suffer at the hands of someone else for so long you develop a certain sense of survival skills, skills that aren’t measurable, but skills that nonetheless protect you from the outside world and the capability to form functioning relationships. The first time I ever trusted a girl to let her become my girlfriend wasn’t until I was 16 years old, that’s right, I had never sought to form a relationship with a girl until I was 16. Most of that came from the fact that I never wanted to subject anyone to my life, the fact that I spent every day of my life in fear, wondering whether this was going to be a good day, or a bad day.
Being that I began to work in the later months of my 15th year, and now at 16 working full time, it gave me new kinds of freedom that I had yet to experience. The institutionalized fear was still there, it had always been there so it was going to take many years to break the cycle of being mentally controlled, I would even go as far as to say that even at 48 years old there are still aspects that affect me when forming relationships. The defense mechanism that has always been present to prevent myself from getting hurt, it probably isn’t always a good thing; however it allows me to maintain control of myself and my own destiny.
When I started to work I formed a relationship with this girl who like myself, had had a very rough time growing up. She was also 16 and like most young people from council estates back in England at that time (1979) she was economically forced to earn her own keep and contribute as a financial source to the family. We actually hit it off really well and were very soon doing all the flirtatious teasing and immature things that young people do. Being that both of us were not in a position of wanting to introduce each other to the hidden aspects of our lives, we would spend our time hanging out in secluded areas. Sitting in parks at night, finding spots in vast fielded areas where we could hide and fool around, petting and groping and even just laying there snuggled up together.
A big part of the fooling around of course was my swatting her butt at every opportunity I had, there had never been any nudity up until that point other than hands going through clothing during the make out sessions, a blue ball nightmare if you ask me, lol. Still, any spanks that were landed were on her jeans, her skirt, her slacks, pretty much whatever she was wearing on any given day. She only ever put up token resistance and every time it happened it was always accompanied by roars of laughter and fun. The very first time that changed, and the image that I always associate with spanking, happened one day at her Mum’s house.
This was the first time that I had ever been in her Mum’s house and even to this day I don’t recall where her Mum was that day. All I do remember is that she had invited me to come to her house after work as we would be able to have a couple of hours inside a house for once, instead of sitting in a park or a secluded field. We rode our bikes the two miles or so and entered her house through the backyard, in hindsight this was perhaps because she didn’t want any nosy neighbours catching her bringing a boy home and then having to explain that to her Mum. In no time at all the two of us were laying on the couch making out, my hormones raging as I held one hand onto the back of her head and the other grasping her bottom underneath her skirt.
The petting was hot and heavy and my mind was only in one place, was this going to be the first time we went all the way? At some point in the proceeding she literally had to push me off her as she made some excuse about getting a drink, at my age now I completely understand that she was probably fighting the urge just as hard as I was,and in her situation being that it was her Mum’s house I don’t blame her for one minute. So yet again I was left with the complete frustration that all teens go through as I waited patiently for her to return. When she returned, instead of sitting next to me she sat on the edge of the couch that we were making out on.
I was like a rampant bull though, watching her sit there flustered and sipping at a glass of water I edged myself over to where she was. There was nothing stopping my desire to continue with our make out session though, and very soon my hands were all over this girl who had suddenly turned into the ice queen. I’m not sure if it was her teasing, or whether or not she just knew that she shouldn’t carry on, but all of my advances were being rejected completely. The next thing she did is the one that has plagued my mind for 37 years though, it was the thing that set in motion my real life experiences in the spanking world and forms an image that I always want to seem to create.
As my amorous self continued to try and persuade my prey, something bratty came into her mind, it seemed obvious that she felt I needed cooling down a bit and she poured a decent amount of water over my head. At first I was stunned until she let out a rapturous laugh, and then I didn’t even stop to think about what I was going to do. I unceremoniously hauled her off the arm of the couch and straight across my lap, the glass holding the remains of the water flying across the floor. Now I had never done anything like this before with her, everything that we had done had been with disheveled clothing, but this time without even thinking I immediately raised her short skirt in a flash.
My eyes bulged; there, beneath me is this squirming girl whose bottom is covered by these flimsy white nylon panties and a hand that is furiously working to either pull down her skirt, or to stop my hand descending upon her bottom by trying to cover it, even perhaps just trying to maintain a little dignity and not allow me to stare at her uncovered rear. Now I obviously knew that what she was wearing was of some type of silky material as my hand had been groping it for 20 minutes or so, but this was the first time that I got to see her whole bottom in all it’s glory, anything prior to that had been quick little glimpses and peeks of her bra, her undies, her thigh, this was actually the first time that I had seen her lower half completely uncovered, save for her panties of course.
Now that I have had many experiences in the spanking world I realize that what I did next would not be an acceptable practice, but I was only 16 years old at the time and didn’t know any better. I raised my hand and brought it down onto her bottom and continued spanking the seat of her panties until she was able to push herself off of me, perhaps only a total of 20 smacks before she hit the floor. God if I only knew then what I knew now as she screamed at me “You arsehole”, then looked at the floor and said in a frightened tone “Look at this mess”
It was like the spanking never took place as we scampered to get paper towels to clean up the water. I’m sure at some point soon the water would have just dried, but it wasn’t doing so at the precise moment that we were trying to clean it. The best remedy we were able to come up with was to place the footstool over the wet area. Before long any amorous desires had left and very shortly I was also out of the door leaving behind a pretty distraught young lady, as I got on my bike and just rode around not wanting to go home. As much as I was mad that there was a possibility that she was going to get in trouble, the main thought that kept playing itself over and over in my mind was hauling her off the arm of the sofa and flipping up her skirt. Not only did I think about it all that night, I still think about it to this day. Whenever I spank a girl and I lift up her skirt, if she is wearing some form of bikini styled white nylon/silk panties then the pinnacle of my spanking world is revisited, and the session always turns into a very enjoyable one for me. Its amazing how one small act can have such a powerful effect on one person’s life.
After that event our relationship went downhill from there, we did see each other every day but we started to hang out less and less. Eventually she left her Mum’s house and ended up in a young girl’s shelter with 50 or so other troubled young ladies. I visited her there a few times but it wasn’t long before we no longer worked together and stopped seeing each other altogether. After having my own troubles for several years I did bump into her just one time, she was now 21, Married and had 3 children including a set of twins. Now that I have emigrated to America I do still wonder if everything turned out alright for her. My next piece will cover a very long dry spell, and coming to terms with the fact that I thought I was a total freak for having these spanking desires.
I’ve been trying to cram everything in that I can this weekend, which is a little bit tough because Ebay have a sellers promotion running right now and I have to try and get as much listed by the time that I go to bed tonight as I can. There is this mass of photos that have individual value and I want them all up today. I won’t spam you with them, but as it is a hobby of mine and I’m likely to make a career out of it, here are a couple of preview pics of some of the items I have listed this week. The spanking stuff continues below these photos from the 1940’s.
Even at 53 years old, there is one video game that I play. It is release week this week for the 2017 version but it has been a real cluster. I paid out $100 for the super deluxe version of FIFA 17, eagerly awaited the web app that comes with the game and is vital for building your team before the game starts, only to find out that they only invited a select few to the web app. It is quite a community storm because now, a large portion of players are going to have a major advantage on those of us who can’t get in. Mind you, at my age and with my reflexes, it wouldn’t have mattered much anyway 🙂
Right, spanking time!! How many of you dread those words?
I’ve kept my time on Fetlife down to a minimum this week since rejoining. I’ll pop in there from time to time to say hello and of course there are a lot of old friends who want to keep up, but I won’t be there for very long each day. I just need to have the profile active and ready. Today actually I posted the last spanking picture that I took when Pixie and I visited the city and I spanked her with the Empire State building as the backdrop.
Now for the weekly Sunday spanking photo ans as is normal for a Sunday, I’m going for a MEN ARE LIKE STREETCARS spanking pic. Now I know the story, and I know what happens, but my mind wants to think that her friend behind her has just had a helpful suggestion that she thinks will improve the spanking. Perhaps a hairbrush?
So it is that time of year again where one year gets added to the age and one less fuck is given. Those of you who are around my age will understand, the older that you get the less you worry about things that are not that important. It is a wonderful place to be, however, I will say that there is a little of me that says “Yikes, 53”!!
Anyway, I am pre-posting this at 10pm on Sunday as I have to be up at 4am on Monday for work, so by the time that you guys get to see this I would have already done a full days work 🙂 Which also means that I have to get to bed, so enough of the jibber-jabber, to celebrate my 53rd birthday, here are 53 pics of me spanking 53 different girls, and you wonder why there is no hate in my heart?
This naughty babysitter finds herself getting a birthday spanking on the seat of her white nylon panties, but that is just the start of her troubles. Clearly curious about the threat of a further spanking she dons her silky nightie, and gets spanked once more, this time on the bare bottom after her panties are soundly warmed. Will she be curious about the belt though? A third spanking ensues which is followed by a dose of the belt…. Lot’s of otk action, cute white nylon panties, and red bottoms all around. 34 minutes
Here is the complete 25 minute movie. Naughty Amber Grey has returned to see Richard Windsor. In this film Amber is given a long otk spanking on the seat of her white nylon panties by hand and hairbrush. She then receives an otk spanking on her panties and bare bottom before finally getting a dose of the leather belt on her bare bottom. Lots of scolding from an Englishman to a sweet Texas cutie. This is a traditional form of spanking, an old fashioned over the knee spanking given by hand and hairbrush and then finally the belt. The type of spankings that naughty girls across the country get. If you like your spankings the old fashioned way then you will love this, Amber is a little squirmer with the cutest bubble butt. 24 minutes
Mr. Windsor has a business trip planned and he has brought his petulant personal assistant with him. While attempting to get Ten’s attention through their intial meeting, Mr. Windsor has to resort to the method that he knows best, a good old fashioned over the knee spanking. The lesson didn’t seem to work though as Ten consumes far too much alcohol, so she gets a second over the knee spanking that includes the hairbrush this time.24 minutes
Sarah is being very difficult as her Uncle Richard tries to make a business call. She pushes her luck too far and he leads her into the room by her ear, and then proceeds to put her over his knee for a long, firm over the knee spanking, first on her bikini clad bubble butt and then on her bare bottom. Watch as Sarah’s lily white butt gets turned into the color of a ripe tomato. Her attitude doesn’t change from the hand spanking though, and very soon she finds herself laying on the bed for 68 strokes of the belt. Watch the camera film this strapping from various angles. By the time the spanking is finished, Sarah dutifully complies with her Uncle’s request to clean the hotel room they are staying in. This video features a long over the knee spanking and finishes with a nice firm strapping.
Normally on Wednesday’s I post one of the classic pics from my collection, but today will be a little bit different, though you will still get three classic pics. This difference this time though, the pics are from my private collection, two of which have not been posted here before.
Now, I do have some spanking pics with Sara, but before I share them, I want you to promise me that you will visit her blog by clicking the link above, a fair trade, right?
Sara has two novels out which I encourage you readers to buy. A Gift For The King was released on January 22nd. You can read an excerpt by clicking on the title and when you are on Sara’s site you can buy the book by clicking on it in the sidebar.
Sara’s first book, Claimed By The General was released on December the 1st of last year. Again, click on the highlighted text to read an excerpt from the novel and like the book above, you can click on the title in the right sidebar to buy it. Each Kindle book is less than $5 each so it should reach the budget of most people.
What can you expect from the books though? I have to be honest, I haven’t read them myself yet, but, I have read Sara a few times. If I was a betting man, I’m going to guess that the picture below of Sara herself should give you some indication of what to expect in the written word.
I’m actually surprised that I hadn’t posted that pic on my blog before. Obviously I meant to as I put my name on it. The reason for that of course is that I don’t want anyone laying claim to my intellectual property and making it their own. It is on both of our Fetlife profiles but I forgot to put it on here. So it should come as no surprise that the OTK hand spanking that preceded the blindfolded strapping is also a new pic for you all.
Remember the whole purpose of this post though, which is for you to visit Sara’s siteto read about her own journey in the spanking world and to support her work by giving her books a look to see if you are interested in buying them.
There are numerous pics of Sara on this site, just click this link which will show you all of the posts that she features in on my site. In fact Sara features in one of my favorite pics that we took at a SSNY party one year. It was taken like a spanking selfie in a very cramped space, but the picture came out awesome.
A reader of this blog by the name of jimc posed a few questions to me recently and I thought that it would make for a good post. Many times I am asked questions but for the most part it is done privately, however, as I am answering some here, if you have a question for me then feel free to leave it as a comment on this post or shoot me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org
Here are Jim’s questions and I will do my best to answer them all as best I can, and I don’t mind saying that some of these questions are pretty tough. I will try to intersperse some pictures throughout the post as well.
“Do you enjoy the weight of the person over your knee, do you enjoy the position, the submission, the outfits, the sounds of a spanking or are there other things that you seek when you play or don’t play as the case may be?”
So let’s start with the first one, a very dangerous question for any man, lol, “Do you enjoy the weight of the person over your knee”?
Well I have to break this down before I even start. In order for me to do OTK I have to be sat in a straight backed chair, full stop. There are logistics for this that come into play and they are vitally important for me. To start with, I’m only 5’6″tall and my legs are short “28” inseam” and I’m a bit of a bloater. That means that the actual space on my lap is limited at best. Don’t get me wrong, there is enough room for any girl to fit, but unless I am in a straight chair my feet don’t reach the ground for balance. OTK on a bed or a couch simply doesn’t work for me, my feet don’t touch the ground, I’m not ‘over’ the person, rather I’m leaning backwards, and after a minute or so the compensation that I am putting on my arm and back gets too much. I bet nobody ever thought so much goes into a spanking, right? Quite simply, I can’t get a decent swing otherwise and at best I offer no more than a tame spanking.
So before I even enjoy the weight of the person, I have to set myself up properly.
With that said, I don’t think that weight is the word that I would use, but I do enjoy the human contact that is for sure. Whether it is in the otk position or if it was standing next to someone.
Do I enjoy the OTK position? No question, it is by far my favorite and given the choice I do it as much as I can.
What about the submission?
That is a tricky question for me because it all depends on the person and our relationship. There are times where no submission is required when you our just having a playful game of spanking, but for other times it can be really hot. I thought about this one a lot today and how my relationships are formed both in the spanking world and in the real world.
There is no doubt that I can be difficult to have a relationship with if things aren’t great. Don’t get me wrong, my barometer for friendship is so incredibly basic, I’ll be friends with just about anyone. I’m completely drawn to kindhearted people so all someone has to do is be friendly to me. Conversely though, and I will admit that this is perhaps my biggest flaw in life, I’m more than content with who I am. That can really affect my relationships because I have to have the basic rules in place. If I ever feel that my company isn’t wanted, or that my friendship isn’t that important to someone, I can move on in a nanosecond. It might not sound like it but that can be a real problem with friendships/relationships.
It is a strange one really because I have no malice in my heart, even if the heart is colder than most 🙂 While I have lost many friendships over the years in the scene, I’m always here. The moment that someone wants to rekindle a friendship or make me feel welcome then I hold no vindictiveness. If I was a friend of someone once then I’m generally always their friend 99% of the time, even if we never see or talk to each other anymore. A lot of these thoughts are actually from communications that I have had recently with an old play partner. When we stopped playing we had a bit of an argument, but ten years later our friendship is back on track. There are times when you realize that you just weren’t compatible, but I still hold no malice to anyone.
I’m also not going to lie, and yes, I have noticed that Jim’s questions are being replaced by my ramblings. When my mom died a few months ago it pretty much mellowed me a lot. Now there is just my brother and myself and while I am not thinking morbidly, there are more yesterday’s than there are tomorrow’s, I want to enjoy what is left with the people who want to enjoy me. I’ve always got my brother so I will never lose. I am brutally stubborn though, I will never be anywhere that I am not welcome, I have far too much pride for that. And that my friends is my biggest burden in life.
So submission, there is far more to the word than just a simple answer. But in the right situation with the right person, it is very hot.
Now asking me about outfits is like asking Stephen Hawkins about the universe, I could talk for hours on it. In fact the answer is far too long to even include here but yes, they are very important to me. I generally fall afoul of a section of women with this answer, but it is an honest answer. I just ask that people separate what is MY opinion from what is their/society’s opinion. There is this vision that I have as to what constitutes femininity as it applies to me in the spanking scene. To save writing it here though I have already written a complete article on FEMININITY AN SUBMISSION. I’m a glutton for punishment, what can I tell you? You just have to remember that I am only talking about my fantasy vision, not femininity as a whole.
And now the final part of Jim’s question, do I enjoy the sounds of the spanking or are there other things that you seek when you play?
I’m going to tap into my sadistic side here and tell you a tale of a spanking scene that I did on film. Now I’m going to say that almost every girl that I have filmed with has been into spanking, but there was one time where the girl may have enjoyed spanking, but perhaps she enjoyed it at a different level than we shot at. Being really honest, and cruel, I have to tell the truth here, lol, the girl had a super hard time getting through the spanking and kicked and squirmed like an eel throughout it. Because her reactions were so genuine, I have to say that it was the hottest thing ever. We had a safeword in place just like they do on any set, but she was a trooper and got through it, and the look she gave me afterwards could have started a war 🙂
Yes, I’m a perceptive person and any of a thousand things can make it for me, a look, a sound, a comment. It all ties in to what we all call “The dance”. Many years ago it was how Pixie and I became friends, she knew how to dance. That sassy comment that puts one foot over the line, where you aren’t sure whether it is sass or an innocent remark. Of course we all know what it is, and you dance until it is clear to all. In that situation though it is the acceptance that is the most important, never start sassing someone who you have no intention of letting spank you.
That is actually a good way to answer that final question, what are the other things that work?
The dance works. A look, a remark, a haughty passing, a flirt. It works for me if someone wants to play, and they play the game that gives me the opportunity to play with them. It doesn’t take much to do and I’m pretty simple.
That last line just made me laugh actually, I can imagine saying to one of my spanking friends “It doesn’t take much to do and I’m pretty simple”
I can picture half a dozen of those girls saying right now “Yes, I noticed”
The dance, that is something that I definitely crave.
So let me put a little disclaimer out there first, it might save someone opening ten browsers and matching various posts word for word. The stories have their own pages so therefore they are permanent fixtures on this site. If I included these in the top ten posts of the year, the stories would pretty much dominate the top ten as they are always viewed more than my daily posts. The top ten of the year is solely for the posts that I have made within the previous 12 months. As the stories are a fixture it is only natural that they are viewed more often. In 2015 alone my stories were read 83,882 times, that’s the final number for all of the stories combined.
Yes, I know that I should write more stories, and I know that I have been asked often for more. One day though when I have more time on my hands I will write more often. So here is the top ten of the year based on view count, and I will just list them as they are without fussing around adding ‘Number 1’ etc. There were play dates that I had at the SSNY party in December and at the New Years party, but I didn’t get anyone’s permission to write about them so unfortunately I had no new stories to add to the list.
THE FIRST SPANKING
It is now 36 years ago that I officially began an actual life of spanking, a very fortunate experience that helped shape the person I am. At that point in my life I was very confused with my thoughts of spanking, certainly the beatings I suffered as a child were no source whatsoever to fuel those desires, and still I was fascinated by the whole thing. When you suffer at the hands of someone else for so long you develop a certain sense of survival skills, skills that aren’t measurable, but skills that nonetheless protect you from the outside world and the capability to form functioning relationships. The first time I ever trusted a girl to let her become my girlfriend wasn’t until I was 16 years old, that’s right, I had never sought to form a relationship with a girl until I was 16. Most of that came from the fact that I never wanted to subject anyone to my life, the fact that I spent every day of my life in fear, wondering whether this was going to be a good day, or a bad day.
Now I’m not sure if we had talked about it beforehand in the earlier conversation, or whether it happened on the spot, but we both discovered that we liked to roleplay. So I was very quick to come up with a reason why my niece needed a spanking, it was a real reason, and Ellee began to plead her case. The first thing that I discovered was that this is one very smart girl, she could think quickly on her feet and had me tongue tied. By the end of it I think that I was holding on to the flimsiest of reasons to spank her, but then the magic happened. When I asked Ellee what I said I was going to do to her based on a previous discussion, she lowered her head, thumbed the hem of her pretty dress and simply said quietly “A spanking”.
A summer away from home for Jane, she was 18 and was a junior counselor at a summer camp. She got the exclusive placement due to being able to live with the camp director and his wife.
There was a camp break and it also happened to be her 19th birthday. Brian and his wife put on an amazing evening for her with lovely presents and then there was the cake to cut. Before they went there though, Ann teasingly asked “Shouldn’t Jane get her birthday spanks first”?
All three of them laughed and Jane retorted “I remember my last one on my 16th, ouch” she said as she rubbed the seat of her powder blue flared skirt.
Brian also joined in the chiding “Three years without a birthday spanking, Anne, I don’t know, I have a feeling a naughty teenager needs a spanking”
Jane teased right along, pretty much inviting a reaction as she laughed “Why do I get this feeling that very shortly I am going to be over someone’s knee with my bottom sticking up in the air”
The first day was awesome and I was so looking forward to another session with Missy. The first event on Saturday was the Tanner Reformatory and I played my role with delight. At some point during the proceedings I saw Missy get up on stage and get spanked, at the time it was fun and I didn’t think anything of it, not until I was outside talking to her much later that day.
At some point I had gone to my room to rest and I decided to test the waters further, so I powered up my computer and started to type a letter to Missy. Here is what I wrote.
“Missy, I thought after our little discussion yesterday that you had promised me that you were going to be a good girl.
Lo and behold, what do I see today, my Missy Doright up on stage misbehaving during her exercise program!! Now I noticed that you were so bad that someone had to spank you right there on stage.
Well young lady, after our discussion yesterday, don’t you think for one little minute that that will be the ONLY spanking you are going to get for misbehaving in class today!! Apparently 66 spanks was not a sufficient enough reminder to keep you on track, so this time young lady you will be getting 100 spanks, and we will see if that improves your behavior.
So at some point this evening I want you to put on your naughty girl panties, you know which ones they are, because from now on we are going to refer to them as your naughty girl panties, and I want you to seek me out during dinner!!
It’s amazing when you think about it that she dressed so modestly, because there was nothing modest about it when she was over his lap and her panty clad bottom was sticking in the air, knowing that her friends, neighbors and cousins were all being treated to a wonderful sight as they all laughed while she lay there red faced and praying for things to be over. It was never that simple though, he would do this little talk about how he had spoiled her and perhaps how he should have done this a long time ago, her face a deep scarlet with the knowledge that a bunch of eyes were probably transfixed on her upturned bottom as he talked. By the time he was done she was almost begging for the spanking to start, and oh boy did he spank when it finally did start.
They had been neighbors for nearly three years now, not long after her mom had packed up and moved away from her husband with her 15 year old daughter in tow. Brian Larson had welcomed them into the neighborhood like he would anybody and provided them with any support that he could. Brian wasn’t an intrusive sort and really kept the relationship as a cordial one,always ready to help out when Rose Kelly needed some type of physical assistance around the house. For the most part that happened during the first few months and since that time he only helped roughly two or three times a year.
Part of his reluctance not to be intrusive was her teen daughter, Laura. She was a normal, bubbly kid, a typical girl next door, the type you wouldn’t hesitate to hire as a babysitter, that would have been of course had he had any children. He knew it must have been difficult for the both of them so he tried to leave them alone as much as he could.
I haven’t even added this one to my stories page yet, but it was still the 7th most read story of the year. So let me quickly run to the story post and copy a synopsis so that I can create a page for the story.
Nonetheless, I just had to be a bully. Remembering where I was it couldn’t be long, but over my knee she went with her shorts down and a pair of purple nylon panties staring up at me. Normally I am one of those super nice guys, a really concerned human being, Sunday wasn’t one of those days. In England back in the 70’s we had a thing called a short, sharp shock, and that’s exactly what Pixie got. probably no more than 50 spanks, but I do believe that I heard her say “Oh Jesus” during it. Yes, I will be the first to admit that is was much harder than it needed to be, and am I sorry for that? Well, I will leave that for you to decide!
Lyn Byron had worked for the same nursing agency for four years now. Most of her assignments were in nursing homes, with the occasional engagement in a private house. Her next assignment was to be one that would change her life forever.
Lyn was busy with her laundry when she called the agency to check her schedule for that week. She was told of a new engagement in a private home with an elder gentleman. As per his wish, he wanted to spend his recovery time at home following his operation. To help with the pain he would need round the clock care for a few days as the pain medication would put him in and out of consciousness.
It was Monday that was to be her first day at work. After getting herself ready, she started on the drive to take over from the night nurse at this new patients home. Pulling into the driveway she was caught in awe at the size of the house, it was like a stately mansion, an eighteenth century house deep in the Virginia wilderness.
A different type of spanking story for you compared to my other ones. This story contains F/f, f/m, F/m and F/f spankings.
It was a hot and humid summer in North Carolina, the small town offered little but the sense of community was strong. Kyle had grown up there his whole life and this summer break was different for him. Two months prior, the owners of the house attached to his had relocated to Florida, in their place had moved a single Mom with her grown up Daughter. Kyle was pretty smitten with the next door girl immediately, and for the past couple of weeks they had spent their summer break doing things together.
For some reason today was different. It was approaching supper time and the two of them were sat on the stoop of the local library. Tara had been unusually quiet that day like she had something on her mind. Kyle had tried to be the Knight in shining amour, attempting to make her laugh, or talking gently while trying to display a sympathetic ear, but Tara remained pretty withdrawn that day.
Very shortly they would be leaving the steps of the library to head home for supper.
When the event occurred I took her by the wrist and led her to the library room, for some reason I felt that the ambiance would add to the mood. As soon as we got to the room I put ellee in the corner and told her to wait for me, and then I went back to the living area. Now ellee doesn’t know this, but while I was there I talked to Jules and at one point I shrugged and stated “I think she might cry”.
It wasn’t something that I was banking on, it was just a feeling that I had from looking at her face. When I returned to the room I called her to me, took her hands and placed them on her head and then pulled her skirt up. I had run this over in my mind beforehand during my period of reflection, I stated to her the following sentence “Now I’m going to ask you a question, but before I do so I am going to help you with your answer” and I proceeded to spank her thighs 6 times.
It is so hard to believe, but this blog turns nine years old today. I’m going to take an educated guess that this is only one of about ten spanking blogs that have been around that long. It was around 2006/2007 that a proliferation of spanking blogs hit the net, but most of them have since passed from memory. Off the top of my head I know that spankingblog, allthingsspanking, mybottomsmarts have all been around as long or longer. Chross is coming up on his 9th year, and though it took various forms, Erica Scott has also blogged for as long starting back in Myspace days. There are a few others but none that spring immediately to mind.
Either way it is a long time to be presenting ones view on spanking. As you will know, I have enough material to go for another nine years, virtually all of it yet again will be brand new to you. At the bottom of this post I have included the top ten posts of all time based on hits. Now the various folders have far more hits, but the section I am posting is individual posts. Unfortunately it is not an exact science. A few years ago I switched accounts for some privacy (You never know who is lying in wait ready to try and blackmail and threaten you) and while I still have the original data, it isn’t merged. I was going to merge them before writing but I was frightened that I was going to fuck it all up, lol. So what I will present is the top ten all time since I switched accounts in 2010.
Now it is Christmas Eve, and I have to say that I am mighty jealous of old Saint Nick right now. Don’t get me wrong, I’m far from jealous of people because I have already received ten times more than I could have ever wished for. But old Saint Nick though, well, I have to admit that I am envious of all of the naughty girls he is going to have on his list today. I just checked before writing and currently he had just finished spanking all of the naughty girls in Kobe, Japan and was heading towards Nagoya!! And why does that make me envious? Because in all of the years that I have played I have never spanked a Japanese girl.
You are probably all aware that I am an Atheist, but when we are talking about festive spankings then I get into the holiday spirit. In fact just yesterday I went to the British store in New York and spent $99 on a box of Christmas goodies.
This year is also going to mark only the second time that I don’t get to speak to my mom on Christmas day. The first time was back in 1981 when I was “At her majesty’s service”. This side of the year was an incredibly difficult one and only happened in the last few months. Our mom was diagnosed with cancer and given three to six months to live, and four weeks later she was dead. I’m sure there will come a time where I appreciate being able to talk to her as she lay dying, but I’m not there yet. There is some comfort that I was the last voice that she heard, but without a doubt that phone call was the hardest thing that I have ever had to do in my life. Three days after that I received a rather callous email and I hope than when I start to appreciate the last conversation that I had with my mom, that I also forget about that email.
In fact there is one amusing part to that story.
Right now I have two Facebook accounts, which is funny within itself. One of them is based on who I am, I hide nothing from my friends and I advocate for openness regarding sexuality. All of my friends know what I do and I have got to spank more vanilla butts than I care to divulge because of it, lol. Then I also have a vanilla profile, for my spanking friends, lol. This is a very select group of people where trust is the most important thing.
Now a lot of my friends on my vanilla page are Republican, which I don’t actually mind. I never want to be enclosed in my own little bubble where I think that I am right all of the time. Anyway, one discussion that was going on during this time was American money being sent out of the country by immigrants. Now I don’t believe that I look like what most people picture when they use the word immigrant, but just because I am lily white I am as much of an immigrant as anyone.
During the time leading up to and after my mom’s death, there were things that needed to be done. In order for her to get the care that she needed during her last few weeks, and where she could have the dignity of having her final time in the comfort of her own home, there were overheads. Now I’m not here to put a dollar figure on it all, the bottom line is that I was more than comfortable (The American Dream) where I was able to take care of all of the financial requirements that were needed, it was the absolute least I could do.
Anyway, there was somebody who was very vociferous about American money being sent out of the country, and I could only think, if I shared my story with him, he would probably feel like shit. So to me it was very ironic, here is a conversation that I would normally love to have, yet I chose to stay out of it out of respect for my friend because I’m as clear as day that had he realized how his words were impacting me directly, he probably wouldn’t have said anything.
Anyway, I don’t want to deviate from why we are here today. Obviously the above was the most important event over the past year so I had to mention it. It is now just my Brother and myself and whatever friends I have in this life.
So next week I will post my annual top ten of the year based on hits alone. This years list seems to be dominated by the newspaper articles that I have posted this year. But in regards to the most viewed pages of all time, it is my stories that feature most prominently. Perhaps that is telling me that I need to start posting more of my literary work. So here is the top ten most viewed posts since 2010, though some of them may actually have been posted before 2010, they are just that popular.
And it isn’t even close. This post has been viewed twice as many times as any other post I have ever made on this blog. All it is, is six spanking pics where a fictional mom is spanking her fictional daughter, but it does include the find shown below which I believe is the reason that it is so popular. Read More….
This story goes way back and tells the tale of the first spanking I ever gave. The vision as clear today as it was back then of her squirming over my lap as I warmed the seat of her white nylon panties. Read more….
There really isn’t much to this story, in fact I have written many better. But there is something about a coming of age birthday spanking conducted lightheartedly that seemed to resonate with readers. Read more….
Are you starting to see a trend here? This story follows basically the exact same premise as the story above, only in a different setting and environment. The writing lesson that I take from this is that it doesn’t always have to be about brutal discipline, there is also a place for playful spankings. Read more….
Finally a post that isn’t a story for once. In this post there are only three pictures, but what makes this post unique is that the owners of Janus sent them to me to share with you all. Up until that point, these photos had never been seen before. Others from the set had, but these were exclusive pics that Janus allowed me to share. Why these particular pics? Well, it’s because the girl is getting the slipper on her white nylon panties. If you read number two on this list, these are the type that would fit that story almost identically. Read more….
Ironic really when you consider all of the awesome vintage spanking pics that I have shared over the years, that it is the six in this post that are the 9th most popular of all time. To be frank, they aren’t exactly world beaters 🙂 Read more….
It will be interesting to see where this one ends up on the list next year. It is a rapid riser and features pictures of ellee getting caned, as well as Lostkitten and Sara Fields getting spankings. This was part 4 of a long story, the other three parts are linked within this story. Read more….