Spanking Shorts: Bare Red Cheeks!

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A bit later, Aunt Peggy hugged me, pulled me close and said: “Last chance, honey-bun – birthday spanking and dollars, or not?” Before I even knew it, the word came out of my mouth! I grinned and said: “OK” impulsively. Peggy seemed delighted. She patted my bottom and said: “Good for you, kiddo!!” According to a 2015 article, people may take part in BDSM activities such as spanking for nonsexual reasons. Our first Underground Spanking dinner party. Organized by a bubbly redhead known as Chef Steel, these parties feature three-course meals paired with wine, served on china and crystal by respectful staff who glide about ensuring the guests' needs are attended to. We were in bed, still in those heady, lust-filled days of a new relationship. I really liked her, suspected that I might even love her, which meant I had to tell her the truth about myself. She sat up to listen, and I trailed my fingers over her thigh, eyes down, nervous as a teenager. I was 30 years old and for the first time in my life I was going to tell a girlfriend that I wanted to spank her. No, not wanted to, needed to. And I knew that telling her might mean the immediate death of our relationship, but I also knew we'd never be perfect together unless I looked into her pretty blue eyes and told this sweet, innocent, beautiful woman that I had a spanking fetish.

I relate. As a man, though, it's a little different -- we're not supposed to hurt women, we're supposed to protect them. I've never hit a woman in my life, and abhor those who do, including those who emotionally abuse their partners. That's the essence of my shame, deepened by the impossibility of trying to explain it to someone who is not a spanko, someone who isn't wired to understand. As Keenan said: Thanks for replying and for your thoughts on grudges. Over the years my wife has had many reasons to be angry at me and justified holding a grudge though nothing that comes close to infidelity. Usually my taking big financial decisions independently or just being lax around household chores. The grudges put distance between us and I miss her companionship when this goes on and also shut down to her. I’d definitely prefer to take a belting and think this would be better for our relationship. Isn’t it odd that two people so in love would hold on to a resentment when the damage to their relationship is so plain? (go figure) Well Vicar look startled but in the face of matronly will, he complied. It was indeed quite a scene. Mrs F pushed herself off the spanking lap, bottom bare red-pink all over – majestic and regal, plump and broad, Tasha thought, with possibly the deepest cleft she had ever in her young life seen. In that moment a plan was formed that before she left for Norland-land, she would pay a visit to that lap, if she could possibly afford. Tasha felt the juices flowing, and had to restrain from bursting in on that scene, crying “please, please, spank me!” I must also understand that by doing so, I would be relinquishing the real domestic discipline element/lifestyle that we have developed and that has worked so well for us. There are some that take punishment spankings up to a point, then safeword out. I’m not opposed to that if that is what works for you. What ~I~ set out to do was to be truly accountable and take what SHE assigns and gives. Keep in mind, while the spankings are very real, very harsh, and very painful, there has never been a time where it has been abusive or sadistic. This woman loves me. We are soulmates and were soulmates before we ever started down this road. We are lovers and best friends, and she knows me better than anyone else in the world. Lastly, because we’ve been doing this for a while, she knows my limits. She knows how far to take things and I trust her implicitly.Spanking is a thing? A sexy thing?" she asked. When I nodded, she paused for a moment. “OK, I'll give it a try." A couple of other questions would be How long were You and Joey in a relationship before you too started a domestic discipline? And who’s idea was it? Have you ever switched roles at any point? And you stated you had to ease into it as far as severity. How long did that take to progress into full-blown punishment? Thinking about all the pleasure I gave the teacher and the boys made me feel and still makes me feel so enraged, you know... It's like a never-ending feeling. And I can't do nothing about it. Nothing.

Growing up, I gratefully never received a spanking with a switch. I had only read about them or seen it portrayed on old TV shows or movies. And in most cases it didn’t look that bad, based on the reaction of the actor receiving it (because it wasn’t really happening). That perception was my downfall in thinking it would be “neat” to get a switch for my wife to spank me with. An old school whuppin’ with a switch had a certain nostalgic charm to it for some reason. At the time of this brilliant thought…I had already gotten spanked with a couple canes. A traditional rattan cane and a white lexan cane that I now refer to as “White Lightning”. Both are about 3/8” in diameter and both are (or used to be…) the worst things to get a spanking by. When my Wife uses the rattan cane on me, she’ll tell me to “soak the cane” a day and a half before. That means I have to let the cane soak over 36 hours in water. During which time the cane absorbs some of it, it makes it more dense, heavier and flexible. Not to mention awfully harsh! Soooo…I figured I had taken the worse of the worst in regards to canes/rods and so a switch whuppin’ wouldn’t, couldn’t be any worse than either one of those. As usual you get right to the crux of the matter. Discipline as I have known it is outside of your control and the degree of remorse is judged by the disciplinarian. In this sense, yes I have gotten away lightly and am still getting away but as you know we are at the beginning of what I hope is a journey that will take us to a similar arrangement as the one you have with Joey. She sits, legs open, her chin on her hand, elbow on knee. “Hello all, I think you’ll like this un!”She hushed everybody and announced: “OK people. It’s time for the ceremony – the birthday boy has agreed to have his birthday spanking!” There were cheers, whoops and applause, and I got a huge adrenalin rush. I caught sight of several women rubbing their hands together gleefully in anticipation, but my discomfort was softened by the sherry. Answer: Never. Firstly, I know I can be a handful. I also know I have aggressive personality traits. So when she has deemed it necessary to give me a spanking, I know that I’ve earned it, deserve it, and quite honestly need it. Then my cousin Leanne leaned over and whispered in my ear: “I haven’t had my turn yet.” As I zipped up my jeans, I allowed her to lead me into another room, where we were alone. I was elated and a bit tipsy. Leanne was much older than me – about 45, I guess, and quite solidly built. She seductively slipped me a 50 dollar bill, and said: “How about a special private little birthday spanking, in your birthday suit, honey-pie?”

She was right, abuse had nothing to do with the fun that my wife and I watched. All we saw was openness and acceptance, a group in which a professional woman can go over the knee of a handsome man (and vice versa, actually) and everyone is happy for both of them. As for whether it will come out of the closet, time will tell. In the meantime, if you hear a clapping sound and a few squeals and giggles emanating from the neighbor's place, there's a decent chance they're not watching sports. This is my version of a spanking that is given to a misbehaving lady when the offense is something that is extremely bad, Examples, but, not limited to, are; acting in a haughty/arrogant manner to driving while intoxicated, or otherwise acting in a manner that is detrimental to her health/well being, or that of others. Caught in the act for which you need Discipline, be it, misbehaving in one or more ways. This might range, Little Miss Naughty Lady, from just being extremely sassy to being haughty and/arrogant, to lying to me. Speeding and running red lights while driving, are some of the driving offenses for which you will be spanked. I am a patient man, Young Lady, but, when you are caught misbehaving, and you will be, and you have tested my limits, then it is time for me to stop your foolish nonsense and time for you to be taken over my knees and soundly spanked. The kind of a spanking that you will not soon forget! My session starts in Dr. Don’s bedroom, where what appears to be a replica of the Mayflower is bookended by pastel portraits of his parents. (Ironically, he was a good kid who never got spanked.)That made me even more squirmy, as I thought ‘pants’ meant underpants, and so a pants-down spanking meant a bare bottom punishment. Later, of course, I learned that ‘pants’ in the US meant trousers or jeans, so at least you could keep some semblance of modesty. Tasha just tingled a great deal more, and longed for her fingers to go and explore down in that place which sends you to space, but that could wait, and Mrs F’s own technique she just had to see. (A little plan formed in her head). Aunt Peggy caught me looking wide-eyed and rather red-faced at this spectacle. She placed a hand on my shoulder and said: “That’s something for you to look forward to on Sunday, kiddo!” Cornertime: During this time, Young Lady, you will have your hands either behind head, or down at your side, standing tightly facing the corner like the naughty well spanked little girl that you are. Your beautiful sore red bottom will still be completely exposed, Little Miss High and Mighty, and you will not be permitted to ask me any questions, nor will you be allowed to rub your stinging red bottom any more. You will feel me standing behind you, at times, pulling your hair away from your ears so that I might whisper terms of endearment expressing just how lovely you look in this undignified, unsophisticated situation. Tasha meanwhile was lost in an ecstatic bliss – her bottom stung like crazy. When at last the business finished she asked her mentor a special favour which touched Penny to the core: “Gosh, your spanking hand is tip top shape these days. Are my cheeks red, they feel that way, but are behind so cannot see” :