Saturday, March 28, 2015

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #66

Welcome back, dear readers, to another weekend brunch. Today, let's imagine that you are trying to explain your love of spanking to a vanilla friend. You receive this reaction: "Spanking? But doesn't that hurt?"

How do you explain the paradoxical relationship between pleasure and pain?

Leave your reply as a comment, and once everyone has participated I will publish a summary of our discussion.

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You Completed the Caption

This delightful pair inspired my readers to produce some wonderful captions.

Anon: He said he wanted cerulean not purple, now we are both going to get it.

DelFonte: These new heat reactive pants work a treat, don't they?

Jon: Spring is returning. What are they doing inside on a day like this.
That is outerwear, isn't it?

Woman on left: Did you hear what he just said? He said has never seen two sexy bottoms like ours look so much alike and now he cannot decide which one to spank first.
Woman on right: I hope he decides fast. I am so horny for a spanking.
Woman on left: Yeah me too. I have been excited about this spanking all day.

Sir Wendel: Two spankings for the price of one!

Dr. Ken:
Girl on the left: "That's amazing! He just walked into the room and within seconds he knew that you'd been spanked and I hadn't! How'd he do that?"
Girl on the right: "He must be a mind reader!"

Girl on left: Do you think my bum looks big in these tights?
Girl on right: Yes, but not a big as mine.

Six of the best: Be it one or two, I spank you. Even three or four. I sure would adore. Give me five or six, I would give them licks. Seven or eight, I would appreciate.

Bogey: See those two gals, they both need a paddling.

ricky: Perky perks of reciprocated s____?

Hermione: Our BOGO bum sale is on now! Buy one, get one free!

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Friday, March 27, 2015

Friday FAIL

Let's see what FAILs we can find on the six o'clock news.

Unfortunate name. I wonder if he's a bookie.

I don't know either. Let's hope no Chinese viewers are hoping for subtitles in their alnguage.

I would be devastated too, if I had any.

News on the bottom

We all know what happens to an Etch-a-Sketch when you shake it, right?

Not get shaking and Complete the Caption.
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Thursday, March 26, 2015

Complete the Caption

What's better than one nice, round bottom? Why, two, of course!

Complete the caption by leaving a comment, and I will publish your observations in an upcoming post.

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Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Hide the Evidence

Last weekend we enjoyed a visit from our family - Ron's son, daughter-in-law and their two small children. The baby girl is charming and good-natured, while her older brother is a two-year-old perpetual motion machine (PMM). It's nice to see them because they live a distance away and only visit a couple of times a year, but let's face it: our home is not kid-friendly. We have a lot of breakables and things that we don't want PMM to destroy. Then there are our spanking toys.

The family doesn't stay overnight with us because we don't have enough room, but they stop by for a visit and a meal. On their recent visit, son told us that PMM was tired and would probably need a nap, so could he take him up to our bedroom and let him sleep on our bed?

Ron and I exchanged horrified glances. I immediately interjected, "It's not child-proofed." We had doorknob protectors on all the doors upstairs to prevent unwanted entry, but an adult could easily open then.

"That's okay," son replied. I guess he didn't care if PMM hurt himself on something, or destroyed the telephone in the bedroom, or saw something meant for adult eyes only. But I did.

I slipped upstairs as soon as I could and started hiding the evidence. I hung a calendar over our "House of Spanking" plaque. Then I reached under the bed, pulled out our box of paddles, swiftly carried it into my sewing room and slid it under my desk. While in there I also took down our longer implements from their pegs on the wall and shoved them into a drawer. I made sure that door was firmly closed, then went back to the bedroom and put the phone and other bedside breakables out of sight. I didn't have time to empty the bedside table drawers but figured it would have to do.

Luckily for us, PMM wasn't interested in taking a nap. Each time he was carried upstairs and put onto the bed, he didn't remain in the room for more than 30 seconds after the door was shut. He came back down to be with the adults, no matter how tired he was. So our secret is still safe.

From Hermione's Heart

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

From the Top Shelf - The Woman Next Door, part 2

Today for your entertainmentI have part 2 of Rollin Hand's story, "The Woman Next Door" from his collection of female dominant stories, Ladies in Charge. Last week we met Curt, who has set up cameras in the house next door in order to spy on his voluptuous neighbour. This week, Curt sees a lot more, and decides to enhance his viewing experience with sound.

The episode with the cute girl had whetted his appetite. Not only was his neighbor hot, she was sexually kinky as well. He could only hope she had more friends like that one. The spanking and whipping had excited him more than anything he could remember. Seeing it was one thing, but what if he could hear too? The thought intrigued him. But how?

Before he could figure that out, she had another guest. The interlude with this one was even more eye-opening than the first. He had logged in at around 8 pm and was treated to the sight of her in a tight black skirt that came well above her knees. She wore a white blouse with a choker collar and six inch heels. Odd attire for an evening at home. She made herself a drink at her wet bar and sipped it slowly, lost in thought. Then she turned her head as if she had heard a sound, and left the room. When she returned, a young man was with her. Ah, finally, the boyfriend, thought Curt. But this guy looked younger, maybe in his late 20’s. He looked more her type though. Nice suit. Polished shoes. Very buttoned down. He could be a lawyer, maybe. Or a stockbroker.

They talked. He looked sheepish, like he was explaining some failure or offering some excuse. Suddenly her hand flashed out and she slapped his cheek, hard. He did not try to defend himself.

She looked him up and down while he stood there rubbing his injured cheek. She slapped the other cheek. The guy just stood there, dazed. Then she pointed at him and gestured. The guy nodded nervously then took off his jacket, then his tie and shirt. She watched with her arms folded as he stripped right in front of her. The pants came off, then the undershirt, and finally his boxers. She barked some order at him. He snapped to and stood there at attention, stark naked.

While he stood waiting, she went to her cabinet of whips. When she turned and came back she was brandishing a thin yellow cane. Now Curt understood the clothing. She was playing a sexy schoolteacher and he was her naughty charge. She talked and walked around him in circles, lecturing, making her points with the cane which flexed and quivered as she wagged it his direction. His expression drooped. A naughty schoolboy called to task. Again, it was some sort of scolding. The man had done something to displease her. Then she stopped and stood in front of him. The man was trembling but his cock had risen and was standing straight out, pointed at her. She flexed the cane between her two hands, bending it almost in a circle. Then she walked over to the couch and slapped it down on the back, causing the man to jump.

She must have issued a command because the man came around the back of the couch and bent over it, gripping the front cushions and offering up his buttocks for what Curt imagined would be a severe caning. He was right.

She tapped his rear cheeks a time or two then sliced the vulnerable flesh with full arm swipe that made the man flinch and rise halfway up. A thin red line bisected the nude cheeks of his bottom. He danced from toe to toe on the carpet, maybe trying to shake off the awful sting. It looked for all the world that it hurt like crazy. Curt counted twelve strokes, each one apparently given with the full strength of her arm. The guy’s body reacted to each stroke. He squirmed, his arms flailed, he rose up part way only to have the cane tap him on the back, no doubt a signal to bend over again. He imagined she said ‘Get back into position, boy. Stick that naughty bottom out. We’re not done yet.’

It was harrowing and exciting all at the same time. So his neighbor was some sort of dominatrix? Curt imagined himself in the guy’s position – or the girl’s. He found that either thought made his dick hard. How could that be? He had not been spanked since he was a kid, and that had been no fun, but this looked sexy as hell.

After she had given him twelve harsh strokes, she took his hand and led him into her bedroom...

* * *

The whole thing was beyond belief. His neighbor lady was a dominant sadist? Dominatrix? He didn’t know what you called it. He didn’t care. He was beside himself with lust now. He wanted to hear what was going on, not merely see it. He’d record these sessions and have hours and hours of prime stroke material.

 But how to get into her house? The wireless mics were relatively easy. They were independent stand-alone units that just had to be placed correctly. It would take less than five minutes. Then it came to him. When she went into the back yard to sunbathe he’d slip into her house. She was usually out there for an hour at a time, and that was plenty.

So he bided his time. In the meantime two more women and one more man showed up on various nights. The scenarios varied. One slender blonde lady was a naked slave led about by Robin on a leash attached to a collar. She leaned against the wall halfway bent over as Robin whipped her buttocks with a multi-thong lash. A second guy was a middle aged man who put on a woman’s abbreviated maid costume and waited on Robin hand and foot. He made mistakes, and was scolded, and spanked on his bare bottom, hard across her knees with a big wooden hairbrush.

One Saturday morning when the sun was shining, Curt saw her go out into the back yard with a towel and some lotion. This was it. Now! He was ready. He’d had the mics unpackaged and sitting ready right by his front door. Taking a deep breath he grabbed them and hurried down the block. Her side door was unlocked. He slipped in and quietly as he could, made his way into the den where all the action usually started. A unit went on a bookcase, hidden behind a picture. Then it was back to her bedroom. It was a ranch style house, everything on one level, so he had no stairs to negotiate. He placed one unit behind a flat screen TV that faced the bed. He had positioned it just so and was about to get out of there when he felt something. It was a subtle sensation, maybe just the movement of air. He spun around. Robin Whitehall stood in the doorway glaring at him.

“Perhaps you would care to explain this?” Her face was an angry mask.

Uh-oh! Curt's in for it now! At least he'll have a week's reprieve, then we'll find out what happens to him.

From Hermione's Heart

Monday, March 23, 2015

Recap: Spanko Brunch 2.0 for March 22

This week we discussed resuming spanking after a major surgical procedure. Here is your advice:

abby: hip replacement so I am not sure about that. Did have 2 major surgeries last year, slow and easy....let her find a comfortable position, and you adapt. Good luck with the replacement!

Lillyanna Rose: Sorry no hip replacement experience. As I nurse I can tell you there will be certain positions that you will have to very careful about. They will teach you all that before discharge but where there's a will there's a way! Be creative:)~ As a submissive who suffers with chronic pain my 2 cents is this. Even though she isn't 100% well spank anyways! Sometimes I get grumpy and sassy when I'm hurting and Jordan lets it slide because I don't feel well. Truth is I wish he would call me on it. Tell me it's not acceptable. Bend me over and give me a few swats. Not a really hard spanking just enough to snap me out of it and show me he still loves me despite the illness and the pain. Good luck with the surgery!

Roz: No real experience to draw on but I agree, slow and easy and experiment with positions.

Simon: Well like the others I have no experience of a hip replacement but I have been disabled all my life and had numerous operations and it hasn't prevented me from enjoying spankings etc. Obviously there are some things and positions that I can't do and I imagine that a hip operation would lead to similar issues. With a sympathetic partner though it shouldn't be a problem although I would wait a while before trying anything too energetic.

Jan: Oh bless her, How about a few weeks off, she won't be well enough to run amok anyway. Hope it goes well.

Leigh: Wishing you both well, but have no answers.

Ronnie: Sorry, no experience. Same as others, once she has recovered, go slowly, try different positions and adapt.

Wishing your wife well with her hip replacement.

Bonnie: I have no experience with hip replacement either.

After she has fully recovered, you may want to try some light, flicking sorts of spanking toys. These work at the skin level and generate the expected soreness and a good spanking sensation, but without any threat to healing bones.

Minelle: I agree with the others. I have some back issues, so nothing jarring I would imagine.
I figure when she can tolerate it, using implements that are more slappy would be best over thuddy.

Hermione: I would imagine that the medical staff would advise you on all the things you can and can't do, including resuming intimate relations. You don't have to mention spanking specifically, but you could ask about safe sexual positions and take it from there.

Downunder Don: Thank you all so much for your comments. I guess we take it slow and steady and see what happens. Thank you all for your best wishes

OTKRob: I've been through it and it wasn't fun; but the result were better than what I expected.

For the 1st 90 days you are told not to assume certain positions while it heals. It doesn't get fully strengthened until 6 months to a year. I am having my second done after the summer; so any play will take a back seat to recovery.

If you want more comments on what to expect I would be happy to let you know. You do not sleep on your side and go on your side for quite awhile. Going over your partner's knee is out of the question. Ninety days is the BAREST (pun intended) minimum. You should talk to your physician without giving specific details as to when you continue normal sexual activities.

All the best.

PS The newer procedure is the anterior; which is supposed to reduce down time considerably.
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