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.
My hope is that wherever you are in the world that you had a wonderful holiday celebration with your family. I held on to my gift right until Christmas day, just for old times sake. I was one happy man when I opened it, that’s for sure. Pixie had sent me a lovely collection of treats from a British shop, and I was all out of Branston Pickle so I was chuffed to bits that there was a jar of that in the goodie box. There were even some Jammie Dodgers in there and I haven’t had one of those in decades 🙂
So this week I am preparing the 7th annual interview that Dana Specht and I conducted back in April. Yes, another of the casualties from my busy year was not being able to edit the video up until now. Thankfully though, despite my procrastination, Dana tweeted a pic this week, and I guess I should be thankful that I didn’t make her naughty list 😉
Speaking of naughty lists, did any of you make the naughty list this year? If so I sure hope that you got a good spanking for it. Talking of Christmas spankings, if you go to David Pierson’s TWITTER PAGE, you can find a whole series of spanking videos that I recorded with Punished Brats back in the day where I got to play Santa. Just click the highlighted link and enjoy, there is lots to watch. And be sure to pay a visit to Punished Brats as well.
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.
Here we go guys, I’m trying to get fully back into the swing of things and posting on a regular basis once again. I’ve mentioned to you many times, this blog isn’t going anywhere any time soon, I have a wealth of material to share with you all and I won’t be satisfied until I have done so.
Before the spanking photo this week, I just want to touch on a couple of vanilla items. Actually, you know what, I will post the spanking photo first, that way if you don’t want to hear my vanilla ramblings then you can just look at the photo and then go back to searching other spanking blogs. Under the photo though I will carry on with a combination of vanilla prose mixed with some spanking talk if you are interested.
First up I have a bit of early year end spanking news. This year is my tenth year of having this blog, think about that for a minute, 10 years!! It is one of the oldest spanking blogs out there, I think that there are about ten of us who have had a spanking blog for ten years or more. Anyway, every year since this blog has been in existence, the story of the first spanking that I ever gave has been the most popular story, year after year for every year I have had the blog. 1979 – THE FIRST SPANKING
This year is going to be different though, and like a presidential election I can call this result already, there will be a new story this year that will be the most read story of the year. Even though there is still four months of the year left, ELLEE’S STORY already has 50% more views than the second most read story which is the one above. ellee’s story has been read nearly 5,000 times this year while the first spanking has been read roughly 3,200 times this year. Ironically the story of ellee is also about meeting ellee for the first time and then playing with her the next time that we met.
Now some vanilla stuff. As anyone who knows me knows, I simply love old time music and films. It isn’t just spanking photos, this extends to my tastes outside of spanking. The other day I was listening to an old time British entertainer by the name of George Formby. George was a Ukulele player and was a huge star back in the 1930’s and 1940’s making many lightweight films showcasing his talent. As I was listening to him I also started to read about him and one thing that I never knew was that his dad was a top of the bill entertainer in the late 1800’s, early 1900’s. So I was fascinated as George Formby had always been a household name and I wanted to read up on his Father. Believe it or not, on Youtube there is a small collection of his Father’s recordings. So like a kid at Christmas I started to listen to them and I was blown away, for the primary reason that George Formby Jnr basically used the same act that his Father, George Formby Snr had used. Obviously the former refined the act, but it was basically the same act. Incidentally, one of the characters that George Formby Snr. created became the inspiration for Charlie Chaplin’s “Tramp” character. What a small world we live in. Now I don’t expect anyone to be remotely interested in the recording below from 1910, but for my British readers, you tell me if the first few lines that you hear isn’t the same sound as the George Formby we all know and love, albeit perhaps just a little slower. In fact part of the lyrics in the first song he gets caned at school, lol.
George Formby Snr. also created the phrase “It’s not the cough that carries you off, it’s the coffin they carries you off in!” and at the time of his death his diary revealed that he had full bookings already in place for the next five years. One final thing, I already own the box set of the entire known collection of George Formby Jnr’s recordings, it looks like I need to also start building my George Formby Snr. collection as well.
This morning I am probably going to listen to more of him as I sort through my vintage photos and before the England national football team bores me to death at noon USA time.
Hey guys, I’m going to be unavailable for 24 hours, so I wanted to take this chance to ask you your thoughts on the current interview series. The latest one is with Ophelia De Havilland which you can listen to here, PART 1, PART 2, PART 3. Starting at the Boardwalk Badness party I expect to do a good number of new ones this year, and though it is early I do have a couple set up already.
Normally I don’t ask for feedback, but I do want to know whether or not I am wasting my time with the interviews. What I have done is create a very basic 3 question survey below, all questions are optional so if you just want to answer the first one that is fine as well. The survey is completely anonymous. Now with that said, I’ve been blogging for over 9 years now, so I am fully aware that there are some people who sit behind the safety of their computer screen and talk shit about everyone every day. I’ve got thick skin though so fill your boots. I would love to hear your thoughts, both good and bad.
We start with a simple question, and then if you so wish you can give me your thoughts on what you want to hear. Any particular questions that you always want to know from people no matter who it is. It is open so if you suggest a person for me to interview then I will assume that the questions are for them. Or just any ideas that you think could improve the interviews, I am more than open to your suggestions. I will post some spanking pics on my spanking PICTURE SITE today so that if this doesn’t interest you then you will at least have some spanking pics to look at.
Before we get into the interview, I just want to point out that it is March Madness right now and I have my usual pool going. Every year I take part in a league with around 200 teams and in the last 3 years I have finished 3rd, 4th and 5th. Three years ago there were 8 permutations left and I owned 5 of them, and I choked at the final hurdle. With seven games remaining, this year I am currently sitting in 4th place but I am sitting on Virginia which is huge being that I could get 20 points from them advancing one more round. In fact you will see, just like last year, I still have my final four intact. I will say this though, if Kansas were to lose I wouldn’t lose any sleep over it as I have North Carolina versus Oklahoma in the final. The guy currently sitting second has the same final so the only way I can win is if Virginia win their next game. Of course by the time you read this my party might be over 🙂
But you are not here for basketball, are you? No, you are here for spanking, spanking and even more spanking.
As you no doubt know by now, I recently sat down with Ophelia De Havilland for a very long interview. First of all I want to thank you all so far for the feedback that we have received here and on Twitter, being that we put a lot of effort into bringing this to you I do appreciate the acknowledgement.
In episode three we talk about uniforms, getting the slipper, and we end up laughing our socks off at old British sayings. This is a fun interview and as we are 30 minutes in you can see that we are beginning to relax and enjoy ourselves.
Normally on a Sunday I give you one of the pictures from my classic collection of rare spanking pics from plays, but this week I am going to do something a little different. There is a reason for doing this though as I will explain below.
First things first though, if you missed the first part of the interview then you should listen to that first.
This series will probably have 8 or 9 parts to it, there is a lot of editing for me to do yet, but I wanted to get the second part of this interview up for a simple reason, Ophelia is only here in New York until Wednesday, so if you are thinking about a spanking and these audios have helped you any, you need to reach out to her soon. It isn’t my business to give out her email address as I haven’t asked Ophelia yet if that was okay, but I can link to her public Twitter account if you want to reach out. Ophelia’s Twitter
Ophelia is an incredibly pleasant person to be around, as friendly and as welcoming as you are likely to find. If you are in the Tri State area and there is a memory inside of you that you want to relive, I’m pretty sure Ophelia can help tap into that for you. You won’t hear it until the final part, but Ophelia is pretty clear in that she thinks, and I quote “Men seem to have this little boy inside of them, and it’s up to women like me to teach you right from wrong”
So you only have three days left if you think you need a spanking. As you will hear in this episode, Ophelia is 6’5″in heels so there would seem to be a guarantee that some legs are going to be flailing well clear of the floor. While I described her friendly and pleasant personality, I’m also going to have to tap into my imagination for a moment and I would take a pretty good educated guess that once she has your bottom up high over her knee, that the years will start to rewind very quickly for you, and you will probably think of a hundred things that you could be getting spanked for that you never were spanked for. Once you meet Ophelia in person and you talk to her, you will understand me when I tell you that it is pretty easy to start imagining that bottoms up spanking scenario being played out in your own mind!!
As you will see from my lack of posts this week, I have been really busy. I was in Boston for three days working like mad, came straight back for a ten hour work day, actually eight hours because I slept for two, lol, and I finished off Friday night by going downtown to interview Ophelia De Havilland.
Now let me start by saying this, I got to the hotel at 6pm and prior to the interview Ophelia and I just sat there sharing stories and laughing our tails off, it was just what I needed after such a long work week. One of the things that we discussed was impressions people form online, and I was no different, I had no idea what to expect based on Ophelia’s website.
So let me say straight away, I don’t know if I have laughed that much in a two hour period for the longest time, Ophelia is a total hoot. A really down to earth person who I would highly recommend you get to know, a very warm lady with a terrific sense of humour. I really wish that I could tell you what we were laughing at but I can’t, I’ll just say that we let our guards down and told stories that you normally don’t tell in public. Seriously, I had such a fantastic time and I really look forward to hanging out with her again, it was a wonderful evening of two Brits sharing stories and having a whale of a time. So if you are in the New York region this week and her website reaches what your needs are, I will give you my word that you will meet one of the nicest people that you could imagine.
Now our interview once I have edited it will be around 90 minutes, which I will try and break down into segments. The first part here was just so that I could get something up for Saturday so that you can get an idea of what is to come. It is going to be a great interview. Once all the segments are up I will then upload the entire file for you all to save.
In this segment Ophelia talks about her own spankings growing up, her brother causing his entire class to get a spanking at school, and she finishes by saying, and I quote “I would like to think that there are some men, 52 years of age, that have that memory of being spanked by their form teacher”. You all know that I am not the sharpest knife in the drawer, so 5 hours later as I am editing the interview, it dawned on me, I’m 52, lol. The ribbing is all part of the job that I do for you guys so enjoy. 🙂
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.
Let me preface this by stating that I don’t “Stat whore”. By that I mean at only one time of the year do I look to see how many people came to the blog for the preceding year, and of course that is this week when I present the top ten of the year.
My goal has always been to present the positive aspects of our chosen lifestyle, it has been very rare that I have sounded off about anything. A couple of years ago I used to get pretty annoyed that all of my labor and time was being plagiarized, and that my efforts were being used to make other sites more popular, but I was finally able to get around that. The whole idea after all is to present to the world something really unique, and as my goal is for people to see it, why does it matter where they see it? There are of course ethics involved, but you can only control how you act.
I’ve always wanted our spanking lifestyle to be seen as a positive which is why I take great efforts to bring enjoyment to people. With the reach that this blog has and the amount of viewers it gets, I could of course use it for nefarious reasons, but that isn’t who I am as a person. That perhaps is the number one reason why I left Fetlife, it got to a point where the hatred and the nasty commentators became too much. I’m 52 years old, it is just something that I simply do not understand, how anyone can use the protection of the Internet to act like a fucking asshole. I just don’t get it, never have and probably never will. In my wildest dreams I couldn’t possibly imagine using this blog to publicly shame someone in the community. Just as well really, because I write stories and I could spin a yarn as good as anyone and I could make people world famous 🙂
A few years ago there was some guy who used Twitter to besmirch my character, even though we don’t know each other. Now I’m okay with that on a personal level, I have thick skin. Of course I didn’t see the purpose behind using the Internet to try and elevate ones self by putting someone else down, but whatever. Anyway, that same year I went to Shadowlane, saw the man in question as he walked across the room, so I stopped where I was which was in the line of his path. I waited the 30 seconds or so until he reached me and guess what, nothing, nada, zip, he had fuck all to say to me in person.
In a nutshell, I think that is why I took such a long break from the spanking community. Ever since I was young, spanking has been an enjoyable event, the happy place away from the stresses of daily life. It has always been about fun and the great people we meet. I’m not saying that I like everyone, and I have no doubt that the feelings are mutual in certain instances. The thing is though, we are a small community, but it is big enough for everyone to coexist and have a place in it.
What you have to do as a person is find your niche in the spanking world. Much like a blog, you find the area that is most suited to you and that is how you present yourself. Some of the biggest problems can normally be attributed to ego issues. Guys not wanting to feel inferior when it comes to their level of play, and likewise, girls wishing they could play like other girls.
So let me fill you in on a little secret.
In terms of spanking play, I’m not a hard player comparatively speaking. So why do I get to play with so many people? Well think about it. Girls know that when they play with me, I’m not looking to one up anyone. There is nobody that I have to, or need to impress, only the girl I am playing with. There are a lot of girls who crave a hard spanking, and this is the secret that I have for you. As much as they crave it, they don’t crave it every single time they play, they don’t crave it the first time that they play with someone new, they don’t crave it the very first night of a party, and let me repeat, when a girl is at a party, she doesn’t want every experience to be the old fashioned spanking from hell. Why do I get to play with so many girls? Because I give them a simple hand spanking, fun in nature and something that will give them a rosy glow.
There are girls who I play harder with, there are girls I have spanked to tears, and yes, there are girls who I have spanked very hard indeed. I learnt long ago though, that doesn’t have to be the goal every time I play, in fact far from it. Those times should be when the girl has a long established relationship with someone she knows and trusts. Just because a girl can take it, doesn’t mean she has to take it from you. That’s just friendly advice.
So much for the top ten of the year, eh? 🙂
Okay, before I get too carried away, let’s jump into the top ten posts of the year. The rule for this is simple, the top ten is decided by how many individual hits each post received in the past year. I do exclude what are known as “Entry pages”, these are pages that Google designates as entry points on my blog. Other than the homepage I have two of these pages from years ago that always have triple the amount of other page views, simply because they are in Google’s list.
Because I had only one spanking experience in the past year, (well, prior to December anyway, I played more in December than I have in the last two years combined) this years list is pretty devoid of personal experiences which normally top the list each year. Though the one spanking session that I wrote about this year does make the top ten. Surprisingly the list this year is heavily dominated by the rare newspaper articles that I have shared with you all. So here is the list of the Top Ten Posts Of 2015
It wasn’t my favorite post of the year by any means, but this list isn’t about my favorites, it is about what people came here to see. Normally one post each year is so far ahead of number 2 on the list that it is in a league of its own. That wasn’t the case this year, the results were much closer but this one came out first. Read more….
This one was one of my favorite pics of the year, so I was very happy to see it make the list. One of those pics that was found due to my tenacity and flipping through books for hours upon hours. Read more….
Coming in at number 5 is another of the Ebay entries from the past year. Though I don’t have the details, such as who is getting strapped and why, it does have all the makings of a birthday spanking. What do you think? Read more….
Yet another newspaper cutting from years ago, 1925 in fact. This is one of my more in depth posts so I would recommend clicking the link to read the whole story and to see all of the pics accompanying this story. Read more….
On a personal note, this was my favorite find of the year. In fact it was only posted in November, so there is a pretty good chance that had it have been posted earlier in the year, it might well have been the most viewed post on the site for the year. As it is though, it at least makes the top ten so that we can get a second showing of it. Read more….
So my only real life tale from 2015 made it into the top ten, which I am thankful for because it is a one of a kind pic, a spanking with the Empire State Building in the background. I will be surprised if another one exists anywhere. This is another post where you should click the link as this is a story of the day that Pixie and myself spent in New York City. Pixie is just about the very best that the spanking world has ever produced, as any of you who have EVER had the fortune to meet her will know, even sweeter and warmer than her on screen persona. She is definitely one of the nicest people I have ever met and I am so fortunate to have her as a friend. Read more….
Once again, another picture of what I believe I am most famous for, the ultra rare, never before seen spanking pics. This time it is an old movie still which to my knowledge was a new entry to the screen spankings category. Read more….
Only posted two weeks ago, but already seen by nearly 3000 people (not including those who enter through the main page) in that short time. This is another post that you should click the link on as there are 7 spanking pics in total that are included in this post. Once again, all rare copies of which many will be new to you. By the time this one is done it will have over 5000 individual hits, so there is a potential that this post might make the tail end of the 2016 top ten as well. We will see how it goes. Read more….
So there you have it guys, one more year in the books of bringing you the rarest spanking pics that I can find. As I enter my tenth year of blogging be sure to hang around. I already have enough rare pics to post for years to come, and I always find more than I can post every year as it is anyway. Plus, I am back in the spanking fold having attended the SSNY Christmas party and a private party on New Years Eve. In a few weeks I will be going back to Las Vegas where I hope that I can grab a couple of spanking pics to share with you all from the 50 freaks weekend. Then of course we have the BBW weekend in April and there is also a certain friend of mine who has an appointment with the hairbrush outside of the parties, and I think that you all know who she is 😉
Thank you for all of your support this past year as with years previous, a happy new year to you all and I look forward to sharing my collection with you again in 2016.