Sunday, February 14, 2016

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #112

Welcome, fellow brunchers, to our weekly get-together. It's Valentine's Day, and the shops are decked out in various shades of pink and red. Our thoughts turn to romance and love, and one way to put lovers in the mood for romance is by playing inspiring music. Today's topic, suggested by an anonymous reader, explores that subject.

Do you ever play music while engaging in spanking? What type of music puts you in the mood? Do certain tunes act as a deterrent?

Leave your response as a comment and once everyone has had a chance to reply, I will publish a summary of our discussion.
From Hermione's Heart

Saturday, February 13, 2016

You Completed the Caption

What do these two lovers have to say to one another? I'll let you answer that question.

Ronnie: I wish he'd stop talking and just spank me.

Amy: Him: Honey, how am I supposed to attend this function without a shirt? Looks like we'll be spending the night at home, "discussing" your inability to get to the dry cleaner before it closed.
Her: Grin.

Leigh: Honey, I'm sorry, what can I do to make it better?

DelFonte: How much longer do we have to lie here for this damn photo? The petals are making me sneeze.

Pearl: The problem with the photo? Clothes are on.

Jay: Mr Grey has changed his colour scheme.

Welcome back, Jay!

Baxter: I agree with PearlNecklace. my first impression was about the clothes. But then again, the guy seems to be trying to make up for some stupid thing he did or said and the girl is not having it. the resolution should be him stripping and handing her a belt or paddle and asking for correction.(Sorry no caption, just analyzing.)

Simon: Her: "I must admit I wondered how you managed to spend that much money at Interflora.".

Dr. Ken: She: "Well, let's see. I told you I'd been a very naughty Valentine, I rolled onto my stomach and my bum is up in the air. If you can't figure out what to do next, I'm getting a new boyfriend!"

There has been an explosion at the Acme Rose Petal Nursery. No injuries, just a whole sh*t-load of rose petals floating around and two people out front acting weird. It appears the man has had his shirt blown off. Stay tuned for further updates!!!

Well that’s just great. She got drunk and passed out right before my grand finale of the rose petal thunderstorm. She won’t remember a thing and will probably be pissed because of the hangover. Bummer!

Don’t move, Harriett. We’ll say you slipped on rose petals. I see a big paycheck from Walmart headed our way!

NEVER beg for sex….even during a rose petal thunderstorm!

So your friend and neighbor Julie got a really sexy spanking with a heart shape paddle. They were sold out when I went to get one! Can’t I just paint one of our wood kitchen spoons red and put a bow on it. Please…..!

OOPS!!!! I’m sorry Michelle, I thought you were Pamela. There are so many darn rose petals floating around I can’t tell you gals apart. Can we just forget about where I put my hand a minute or two ago.

Liza: Ronnie and her husband at the book cover photo shoot for her new book.

Anon: "I'm sorry I disappointed you, Sweetheart. I'll bare myself, hand you my belt and submit to well deserved discipline. But, please, let this whole argument be over."

Hermione: These rose petals are going to stain the sheets. I'll have to spank him for that later.

From Hermione's Heart

Friday, February 12, 2016

Friday FAIL

Valentine's Day is coming so let's have some heart-shaped fun.

Are they trying to say "Kiss my heart-shaped ass"?

A lovely Valentine sentiment

But I'd never admit it

The true test of love

So dominant. I love it!

For more Valentine fun, Complete the Caption.
From Hermione's Heart

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Complete the Caption

Valentine's Day is coming up soon, and this couple has started celebrating early. But what seems to be the problem?

Complete the caption by leaving a comment and I will send Cupid out to deliver your sentiments on Saturday.

From Hermione's Heart

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Ronnie's Been Published!

Our good friend Ronnie has published a book of her spanking stories at LSF Publications. The stories are true, and here's a description of what you'll find inside:
Real life spankophile, Ronnie Soul, shares with us some of the things she and her husband get up to in the privacy of their own home, or in a hotel, on board a boat... you name it. Here are extracts from her now not-so-secret diary, each piece focusing on a specific occasion, utilising hand, canes, paddles, rulers, or anything else that happens to be handy that can be used to spank a naughty female bottom. And Ronnie does get spanked - often! Sometimes because she's messed up or been jealous or cheeky, sometimes because spanking is a great form of stress relief, and sometimes simply for the hell of it as she and her partner enjoy it as a fundamental part of their domestic discipline marriage. And then of course there are the delicious after-effects of such spankings to be savoured... where the sex is as sizzling as her well-spanked bottom.

I know you'll want a copy of your own, to read and re-read. Click on the image in the sidebar on the right. You won't regret it!
From Hermione's Heart

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

From the Top Shelf - An Aunt's Firm Hand, part 2

Last week I shared with you the first part of a letter to Corporal magazine, in which teenage cousins experience discipline from a firm but fair aunt. This week we conclude the letter.

Exactly one week later I was an hour and a half late coming home from a date. When I saw Aunt Louise waiting up for me, waiting in that chair with paddle in hand, I knew I was for it.

"There is no use lecturing you, " she said sternly," You know what time you are supposed to be in. Come over here."

I had been dreading my first spanking and my knees were shaking as I went over to her. I was thankful that this was to be a private session since the others had already gone to bed. I felt a little strange in my tummy as she put me over her knee, sort of like a helpless little child. My shirt was pushed above my waist and my right wrist was held in the small of my back. A cool breeze rippled across my bottom as my shorts came down and I felt so bare, unprotected and helpless. There was a pause as she raised the paddle and then, SMACK! It came down with an awful sting. SMACK! A second time it landed, and the pain made me jump. SMACK! A little lower this time, catching me on the under-slope of my behind. SMACK! Oh how it hurt! SMACK! I gritted my teeth and tried to keep still but I couldn't stop my legs from jerking or my hips from grinding. SMACK! My bottom felt like it was being scalded.

SMACK! I began to understand Ellie's lack of control. SMACK! I was really writhing now. SMACK! "Ohhhhhhh". I couldn't be quiet any longer. SMACK! "Eeeooooowwww!" SMACK! "Please no more!" SMACK! "Waaaaaaaaaahhhh!"

I gave up completely and wailed like a banshee. Again and again the paddle stung my bottom. I knew the girls upstairs could hear my yells but I didn't care any more. The skin on my fanny was on fire and nothing else mattered. I yelled with the pain and begged for forgiveness.

SMACK! "P-Please Aunty!" SMACK! I-Eeeowwwww, I'll never be late again!" SMACK! "Oh please I can't take anymore"

Around swat number 30 she hit a particularly sensitive spot and I gave such a jump that I fell right off her knees. If I had been thinking straight I would have gotten right back over her lap, but I was in too much pain to think. I just grabbed my bottom and ran upstairs to my bedroom with Aunt Louise calling after me to stop.

When I burst into the bedroom, all the girls were up. They had all been listening to me getting it.

Thirty seconds later Aunt Louise came in with a thick leather strap doubled over in her hand. Her face was like thunder and her hands were trembling she was so angry. I cringed in the corner, scared stiff.

I fought back wildly when she tried to pull me over to the bed. She yelled for the girls to help and suddenly I felt my arms pinned to my sides. I was stretched across the bed with all three girls holding me in a position of immobility.

One held my arms and a second held my legs. A third at first held my waist but I stopped struggling in abject defeat and Aunt Louise indicated that she could let go. Aunt Louise pulled my shirt back above my waist. I wore no shorts, they had been kicked off somewhere in my flight to the bedroom.

Suddenly there was a loud CRACK! as the folded leather strap wrapped itself round my bottom. I screamed. The paddle had only tickled compared to this!

CRACK! "Eeeeeeowwww -please stop!" CRACK! "Owwwwww bawwwwwwahhhh, I'm sorry Aunty" CRACK! "Owwwwww Pleeeeeeeeeeease.." CRACK! Oh Mommy help me....owwwwwwwww!" CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

After the tenth whack I couldn't even plead coherently any more. All I could do was howl in agony with all the power in my lungs. However that didn't stop Aunt Louise from raising welt upon welt on my already swollen bottom and thighs. I don't know how many she gave me, but when she was finished I was half mad with the pain.

The next morning when all the girls and I examined my bottom, we found both cheeks puffed up to one and a half times their normal size. I had to wear loose shorts for the next two days for any attempt to slip into jeans was pure agony.

We are now much better behaved than we used to be. When I return home my parents are going to be amazed at how my conduct has improved. My worry now is that Aunt Louise will tell them how she managed to do it. If she does you can bet it's sure going to stay improved!
Will Aunt Louise divulge her secret to the teen's parents? I wonder...
From Hermione's Heart

Monday, February 8, 2016

Recap: Spanko Brunch 2.0 for February 7

This week we discussed what happens when you just don`t feel like giving or receiving a spanking.

Six of the best: Love pats or spankings can only be given between two consenting adults.

Lea: There have definitely been times where I wasn't really into it. I always make my feelings known to my partner. Sometimes the play will get postponed. Sometimes not. Our dynamic is a Dominant-submissive one, where he is in charge. I've told him in the past that if he decides he still wants to spank, fondle or have sex with me, even if I'm not quite feeling it, I'm okay with him going for it.

And when he goes for it anyway, I can't recall a single time where I was not pleased at the end. The transfer of power is really what does it for me. I adore impact play and spanking. I love the feeling. But I think its all enhanced for me by giving up the control. So in instances where he's spanked me anyway, I've loved it anyway!

Welcome, Lea!

Jan: hi Hermione, not often, but hubby would stop if he knew I really wasn't in a good place for it. No fun if we are both not with the program is there?

Dr. Ken: There have been times. Thankfully, the feeling never lasts.... :-)

abby: Depends on the spanking. If it is Monday maintenance or a punishment spanking...I have no say. If we going for some play, then He will probably try to entice me with some pre spanking usually works.

Abby Williams: Hi Hermione! I'm finally blogging again and thought I'd start trying to reach out to other bloggers and comment once again, starting with the Sunday Brunch!

If I'm not up for a spanking session, whether planned or spontaneous, I let Mr. W know. He may try to get me back in the mood, but it is always done in the spirit of love and getting reconnected with each other and with our favorite activity. If it's just not the right time, it is never forced. I fear being a disappointment, especially when it comes to something we were excited to do together, so I do try to pull myself together if I can. If I can't, we do something else - cuddle or watch TV, or even go toy shopping online - until the right mood comes back.

We could probably press on even if I wasn't up for a spanking, but because it is so much a part of our romantic relationship and our connection, it's so much better when we both want it together. We play with the roles of submissive and dominant, bottom and top, but at the core, we are equals and that makes it easier to share with each other when it is or isn't spanking time. (On the bright side, it usually IS.)

Welcome back, Abby! You have been missed.

Arched one: All of the spanking I get is consensual. Having said that if I really did something to upset her, and by our rules for punishment I receive when she wants to give. So if I was not in the mood and she had a reason to punish me I'd accept it even if not in the mood.

Ronnie: I can't remember an occasion when, as long as I've been fit and well, that I've turned a spanking down:) There may have been times when I've had flu or something which makes you feel a bit down and I probably would have cried off but lucky P notices such things and would postpone.

Hermione: I am usually up for it any time, any place! But there have been occasions when I`m preoccupied with a task and my mind is just not on spanking. Or if I have been busy working in the garden all afternoon I might not have the energy for any more aerobic activity. I usually don`t object if Ron decides it`s time for a spanking, though. I soon get in the mood!

On the other hand, if Ron looks tired or unwell, I will offer to postpone our spanking date. Then it`s up to him to say yea or nay.

Thank you all for joining in the fun. See you next time!
From Hermione's Heart