Welcome to the first brunch of the last month of the year. Today's topic was suggested by an anonymous reader, and I think it will bring back some fond (or not so fond) memories.
Has there been a spanking that was really memorable for you? Not necessarily the hardest or longest, but one that stands out in your mind. What made it so memorable?
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We have a leather paddle that is lovely but is too severe for my partner and was (up to recently) reserved for 'punishment roleplay' spankings for me rather than 'romantic roleplay'.
But the last time my girlfriend used it my bottom just seemed to be able to take it and she spanked me much longer and harder across her lap with it than ever before. It was bliss - it really is an exquisitely crafted implement and she was able to use it to wallop me to submissive oblivion :D
Shortly after we got into disciplinary spankings, she called me at work one day and ordered me to come home at lunch, stating that I was going to get spanked as soon as I arrived. She was very clear that I was to arrive no later than 12:30 and was to go directly upstairs, get undressed and "assume the position." Somehow, that drive home seemed to take forever, and yet ended too quickly. I did as she had instructed. She came upstairs, delivered a very thorough strapping, then sent me back to work, where I sat all afternoon on a very sore bottom.
It's been well over ten years since that lunch break. For some reason, that one always sticks out in my mind.
Visiting my mother-in-law for a week, made it clear not looking forward to it, my wife informed me to be on my best behavior. It was I think the third day, I was stepping out of the shower when my wife walked in, gave me a kiss and a hug and soon was playing with my penis. I enjoyed it and when I cumed she cleaned me off and then got a serious look. She asked about some comments I made to her mother, my attitude, and if we were home, sitting would be a problem. Then she said the hell with it and sitting on the toilet I was soon across her lap getting a spanking, I was protesting, promising to be good and I was loud. She stood me up, I'm not done, get to the bedroom and I did quickly. She took the chair from the vanity table, picked up the hairbrush and over her lap I went. I was a total mess when the bedroom door opened, my mother-in-law walked in, about time Dear she said and looking at me, we will talk later. It was a couple of days later and my mother-in-law was in the front room and told me it was time for a talk. Drop the pants and underpants young man, I looked at my wife, want help dear, and I did as told. My mother-in-law told me across her lap and slowly I did. She looked at her daughter and this is how you give a spanking. I looked back and it was a bath brush and I said please no, it landed hard, fast and I was still sore from the previous spanking and this did not help. I danced around the room, rubbing, and said I was sorry. You will stop dancing and rubbing young man my mother-in-law said firmly. Go stand against the wall, no talking, no rubbing, I did as told. I will always remember that spanking. Never thought my mother-in-law would spank me, never thought my wife would spank me other than at home. Learned also being naked has no effect on women and also the older the women get the harder they spank.
Several years back we went to Las Vegas and stayed in the Luxor Pyramid. The misses caught me admiring a group of scantily dressed ladies walking through the lobby. She whispered in my ear that I would be paddled as soon as we got to the room. Once in the room she turned off all the lights and put the desk chair in front on the window. The misses told me that she was going to spank me until my bottom glowed in the dark for the whole city to see. I was ordered to remove all my clothes and the bend over her lap. She spanked my bottom with the paddle for about 5 minutes. It was painful to put my pants back on and I could not sit for a couple of hours. I have always wondered if any could see from outside.
I have a couple of memorable spankings, my most serious punishment spanking after I had failed to check in with Rick while away and let him know I had arrived safely etc. He was beside himself with worry.
The other was when we had purchase a necklace featuring entertained hearts as what we called a vanilla collar. It was a symbol of our dynamic and intended to remind us of our roles. We had a sort of collaring ceremony which included a spanking.
What made both these spankings memorable was the emotions involved in each.
Hugs
Roz
I don't remember what the infraction was ... I clearly remember the punishment spanking I received for it.
What made it memorable was simple ... I was instructed to place the wrist cuffs harness over the door, using the little gadget that is for that purpose. Then, I was required to go into the closet, remove all of my clothes, attach place wrist and ankle restraints and then kneel on the bedroom floor waiting for Mistress K. to arrive.
She burst into the room with purpose, fully dressed, and immediately retrieved her paddle. She instructed me to stand and led me to the harness hanging on the door and attached the wrist restraints. I was required to press my body against the door (like I was going to "try to fuck the door"). Mistress K. started with what turned out to be a long, sustained paddling of my naked bottom that literally transformed me mentally and physically the deepest state of subspace I had experienced.
My girlfriend now my wife was the one who said I best get use to being spanked. My attitude and behavior were at times not in accordance with her standards. I submitted to the first spanking, no arguments, boy did it hurt. She said she loves me and takes the good with the bad. The spanking that stands out is staying at a hotel, five star and I messed up. She decided to spank me in the bathroom and closing the door, she turned on the shower, full blast. Told to undress I did and she sat on the toilet and proceeded to soundly spank me. I'm loud, and can't help it, thinking the shower running would cover my sounds. Someone was knocking on the door, she ignored and then told me not to move. When she returned she had a nice large hairbrush, what I said. There a older lady in the next room, heard you, and thought this would help get your attention. Also she said the louder they are the more you are getting through. That hairbrush did its job. Later at dinner, trying not to squirm, this lady approach my wife, well is this the naughty little boy, yes mam, did the hairbrush work, very much so, she reached to give it back, oh no the lady said, you keep it. I never wanted anyone to know I was spanked, and to be spanked in a hotel and for someone to hear and then to approach us in a public space and pretty much let everyone know that I was spanked, I just wanted to hide under the table.
Hi Hermione, :) There have been lots, but I have to say that the most memorable one was the first time Rob gave me a discipline spanking. I couldn't believe that he actually, spontaneously did that. I didn't see it coming. Wasn't sure how onboard he was going to be, though we had talked plenty at the time. We were just going with the flow.
I interrupted him talking, and poked him to get his attention. Later, when we were upstairs in our room, he sat down on the loveseat, and pulled my pants down, and gave me six spanks with his hand, while he told me how much he disliked that kind of thing. Not only was I surprised, but I also felt bad. I try not to go there any more. Definitely wins the most memorable award around here!
Happy Sunday! Many hugs,
❤️Katie xoxo
A short, sharp in the moment spanking, in response to something I said ... it was followed by an instant feeling of contrition ... all of which took me by surprise ... nj ... xx
The most recent punishment session six months ago is still incredibly vivid. While her use of all of our toys and extended duration (45 minutes) are memorable, what I recall the most was the mental transformation I went through culminating in draping myself across our spanking bench. She worked on my mental preparation for almost a week. Hints, reminders and related tasks, like readying the restraints the day before, contributed to the build up. I knew the session would be long and intense, yet I was so ready to submit, it was almost easy. She punished me up to her comfort point, yet I craved more. Very special.
I remember a spanking where I blamed it on menopausal bravery pills! It was memorable because it brought out a calmness in us both! His hand and my bottom were sore! :)
We were in Chicago 3 or 4 years ago, staying at the Four Seasons. I was looking out the window at Michigan Avenue when I was told to strip and bend over with my hands on the window sill. The paddling was enough to make me look backwards, which, of course, added quite a few more strokes (I kept my attention on the view).
We had a nice breakfast in the room, then another session looking at the city, and "dessert."
I was sore enough to remember the morning's events all the way back to LA.
A memorable and totally unexpected event It was my birthday. I got two bunches of roses. One for the vase and P spanked with the other one (no thorns)
Love,
Ronnie
xx
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