Monday, September 28, 2020

Recap: Spanko Brunch 2.0 for September 27

Have you ever purposely hidden an implement?

Roz: I haven't deliberately hidden an implement to prevent its use, but I have been known to 'move' them on occasion lol. Usually during cleaning/tidying.

Willie: B used to spank me over the chest freezer in the basement. He bought a bathbrush-like paddle from Blondie's. It's his favourite to hold, it creates a sensation in me I am not find of. One day when I went to retrieve something from the freezer it was sitting on top. I opened the freezer and it fell behind :).

He didn't ask about it and I didn't offer it up. Truth is I forgot about it after a while. When it did reemerge a long while after (I pulled it out while gathering errant socks) he commented on how it magically reappeared. No real consequences however.

Jack: My mother-in-law had given her daughter, my wife a large hairbrush. The first time my wife used it I swore I was going to get rid of it. I did such, I was of course asked if I had hidden the hairbrush by 'Mommy' and I admitted I had thrown it away. She called her mother told her what I did, just wait I was told when she hung up the phone. Sure enough my mother-in-law showed up, bath brush in hand.

Jimmy: Very early in our relationship I hid a thick hardwood brush she had custom ordered from Etsy that I dreaded. She was angry at first but didn’t find it very difficult to find it. So I received a serious spanking for hiding it and it was forgotten. Months later we broke up for several weeks and that brush at the time was in my apartment where she had left it the last time she used it. I was hurt and mad about the break-up and very impulsively I put it in the trash. When we got back together, she remembered where she left it and asked me to bring it to her. Initially I lied about not being able to find it but eventually told her the truth. She was livid because she had bought it custom made and it was pricey. For my punishment I had to order and pay for three new ones all the same as the one I tossed. When they were shipped I had to take them to her house one at a time three days in a row and ask her to spank me with it, so all three of them were used in less than a week. She eventually forgave me for tossing the original but I never forgot the lesson she taught me and I have never again tried to hide an implement.

Bonnie: Yes, I have, but it does no good. For every implement I might hide, Randy has ten more that hurt at least as much. I can't get out of a spanking that way. There are no consequences for hiding an implement because he probably wouldn't even notice or care.

Prefectdt: I have never hidden a toy from a spanker but I have, accidentally on purpose, left behind toys that I was supposed to bring with me when travelling for a play date. There is especially one synthetic white cane that often tends to slip my mind :)

 Wendel: There was a time when the Misses was being a brat at a mall. I whispered in her ear that I would paddle her good when we got home. Once home she quickly hid the paddle while I brought in a couple of bags. I went to retrieve the paddle to give her the spanking I promised but could not find it. When I asked her, she denied doing anything. I started to take of my belt and told her that I would just whip her instead. The Misses played along and pull her pants down and bent over the back of the couch. I asked one more time what happened to the paddle but she still denied hiding it. I gave her bottom the first smack of the belt. She cried out, got up and retrieved the paddle. I spanked her good with the paddle then we held each other tight and eventually made love.

Hermione: When we have company, I hide all our long implements in a drawer. I have, on occasion, forgotten to re-hang one of the more severe ones on the rack when we are alone once more. Ron has noticed the omission, so it would be in my best interests not to intentionally hide one.

Thanks for playing hide'n'seek!
From Hermione's Heart

Sunday, September 27, 2020

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #350

Let's have brunch! 

Have you or your partner ever hidden an implement to prevent its use? Was it eventually found? Was the hunt part of a pre-spanking ritual?

Please leave your answer as a comment below. I'll publish an edited summary of our conversation after everyone has had a turn.

From Hermione's Heart

Friday, September 25, 2020

Friday FUN

I donated blood yesterday, as I usually do on a regular basis. In fact, it's more important than ever now, because fear of COVID has caused many people to avoid indoor gatherings. But the donation centre has extraordinary precautions in place, and masks are mandatory indoors everywhere. As I sat six feet away from the next donor, awaiting my turn, one of the nurses stopped, looked at me and said, "Hello, I recognize you." I was surprised. I thought my mask made me just one of many faceless people. "It's your hair," she explained. We both have the same type of hair, and had discussed our frustrations in the past. 

Here's more humour about our lives today.

 
 
 
 
 







Stay safe!

From Hermione's Heart

Wednesday, September 23, 2020

From the Top Shelf - Designs

Here's a portion of a naughty tale I found on the late Rollin Hand's blog. It's by an author named Jean Marie and shows how in a pickup bar you CAN get lucky.

He sized her up from afar, or at least as far as the crowded club would allow.

She was here alone, not with a group, or worse, a girlfriend. She wasn’t here for just a drink, or just a dance. She was here to find a fuck.

She was blonde and passably pretty, she’d be popular to hit on. All the drunken playboys were wondering if her carpet matched her platinum drapes. And longing to find out, just as he was longing to find out, but, unlike all the rest, he wasn’t interested in just her twat. Was she interested in just her twat, or something more?

She had nice tits, but wasn’t using them. She wore a black turtleneck, as opposed to the low-cut tops every other girl was wearing. They were shaking their tits like shimmering bait before the open mouths of all these hungry fish, these slimy bass, these bottom-feeding carp. She didn’t seem to want to reel any ol’ whopper in. She wasn’t even sticking her treasure chest out.

She was arching her lower back, and so sticking her round rump out, half way off her bar chair, in fact. Jake guessed that she was proud of this fine asset, but no one else seemed to take particular notice. He did, and not merely because he was more of an ass aficionado than a tit man.

He moved in closer, still cautious and silent, but stalking now. He sat at the bar, a few feet from her table. He watched the parade of guys approach, try out their best opening lines, and get rebuffed. Another guy would have been worried; so many guys showing so much interest. Not Jake. Each attempt made him more confident that he knew this girl. He saw that she wanted to find a fuck on her terms.

There was a lull in the action; perhaps she’d discouraged the entire bar by now. Now it was his turn. He slid off his stool, and sat where so many had sat before; the upholstery was warm, though no one had occupied the chair for more than fifteen seconds each.

She looked at him through lowered, long eyelashes. Her glance seemed to convey a challenge. She resembled the film noir star Veronica Lake; no, more accurately, a pale Jessica Rabbit. His level stare seemed to announce assurance. He thought of himself as a beefier Bogart, or a slimmer Robert Mitchum from a by-gone era, no cartoon character sprang to mind.

“I have designs on your ass,” he said simply.

Suzie liked that the line was old school, like this early thirty-something dude was reincarnated from some late thirties style hood. She liked that he’d had the balls to mention her ass right up front; it made her squirm ever so slightly on her seat. She perched her heart-shaped bottom on one hip, like her ample understanding needed a breeze, her butt cheeks needed a breather, her vagina needed ventilation. Was it getting hot in here, was it this sweater and wool skirt, or was it him?

“What?” she replied, leaving the door open that had slammed shut for everyone else at this juncture.

“I said that I have designs on your gorgeous ass, or rather, I’d like to put some designs on your gorgeous ass…”

He was talking her language, but she tried not to let him know it. For the first time that evening, for the first time in a long time, she didn’t have a ready come-back. She drained her wine glass, both to cover the silence and to soothe her suddenly parched throat.

“May I buy you another?”

She nodded.

He caught a waiter’s eye before finishing off his Rusty Nail. “A bottle of Crystal, please. What’s your oldest vintage?”

“I’ll have to check,” the boy floundered and disappeared.

Suzie also struggled to keep her composure, hoping that her eyebrows weren’t raised to her hairline. She attempted her most enigmatic smile.

The inept sommelier returned in a rush, “A ’67,” he stammered, “and it costs…”

“We’ll take it,” Jake interrupted, handing him his magic plastic. “That’s a very good year; I think you’ll like it.”

“I’m sure I will,” she smiled more broadly. She was about to retrace the conversation back to how he’d opened it, but the wine arrived. A big production ensued; the opening, tasting and pouring. It was several minutes until they were again alone.

Suzie took more than a sip and felt it go straight to her head. She no longer felt in control, but uncharacteristically in this setting, didn’t mind.

“Do you like it?” he asked just as smoothly as everything else.

“Very much.” and she took another gulp.

“Like I said, an excellent year. I’m guessing that you and the champagne share about the same birth date.”

She found that she could do nothing more than laugh at his cheek. “So far, you’ve mentioned my ass and my age, and I don’t even know your name yet. Care to bring up religion or politics, too, just to keep it controversial?”

“I’m Jake,” he said genially, shaking her hand, “and am I right?”

Nonplussed, she blushed and replied, “I’m Suzie. Yes, I’m twenty-nine, in a little more than a week I’ll turn thirty…” She expected him to say something complimentary, such as the fact that she didn’t look it.

He didn’t. “And about the other?” he persisted.

“What…?” she giggled and simultaneously blushed.

“Your bottom; it is gorgeous, and it does need a design imprinted upon it,” he matter-of-factly stated. Now that we’ve ascertained that your birthday is eminent, I suppose a celebratory birthday spanking is in order.”

The fool of a waiter approached yet again, this time with the credit card bill to sign.

“Why don’t you keep that open,” he said kindly to the bumbling idiot, “we might run a tab.”

“No. Close it, and take me home,” Suzie whispered, looking down at the table top.

She avoided eye contact while the valet brought his car around; Jake having taken control effortlessly yet again to inform her that he’d drive her back to pick up her car in the morning. Of course it was an antique sports car that screeched up to the curb; Suzie had hoped it’d be an old junker to puncture his James Bond-like suavity. The valet closed her door with a muffled “thunk” that bespoke how expensive the thing must be. She held the nearly full bottle of champagne in her hand, not wanting to leave it behind to go to waste. But the fat mushroom of a cork had proven impossible to reinsert, so Suzie now grew paranoid about having an open container in the car, in case they were pulled over by a cop. She wanted desperately to take a swig, but felt drunk enough already. She wanted desperately to fish a smoke out of the pack in her purse, but didn’t know if he’d object. She realized that she’d never worried about what a man would think of her on any one-night stand before, and wondered if, subconsciously, she didn’t want this to turn out to be more than just a one-night stand. She stared out the window, then felt moved to break the oppressive silence.

“My roommate, Monica, wanted to go out to the Vault tonight,” Suzie said almost to herself, mentioning a well known D/s club. “But I turned her down, not wanting to spectate on some scene where another girl gets her bottom whipped good for her.” Suzie edited herself from saying her next thought, which continued by stating flatly that her own round butt needed it so badly. “I said that I was gonna go to the Viper Room. ‘What chance have you got of finding a non-vanilla guy there?’ my roommate asked. I replied that I didn’t know, but that anything was possible. I guess it is…”

Jake was through shifting through the gears, and Suzie took his hand in hers and squeezed it, still avoiding his eyes. She gave him directions off the expressway to her apartment. Her whole body tingled, especially her bottom on the leather upholstery.

She opened the lock to her front door, but he waited and held it open for her. She walked over to the kitchenette and picked up two glasses, then led him to her bedroom, and closed the door. He sat on the bed as if right at home.

“You know, I don’t do this with just anybody,” she said nervously, conscious as she did that they didn’t know one another’s last names.

Jake refrained from saying that he knew, that he’d passed the test by referring to her ass and a spanking in the same breath. Instead he told her, “Put down the bottle and come here.”

As she obeyed, Suzie wished that he’d just grabbed her, yanked her over his knee, held her in place and did it. Like the rape fantasies that she harbored, she felt better about her kink if she didn’t have to comply.

He gently but firmly took her wrist, helped her lay face down half across his lap and half on her mattress. His hand kept control of her wrist as it encircled her waist, while the other rested on her derriere.

“Now… first, to address that birthday of yours next week… thirty, is it? …please count these in a nice loud voice.”

Jake knew from experience that it was best to talk first; to discuss limits and a safe word and favorite things and turn-offs. But he also knew that most women wanted to avoid all this, wanting the dominant to be amazingly clairvoyant, and magically discipline her to perfection. So Jake had taken to simply punishing the girl to his taste, any way that he saw fit. He’d never had any complaints.

Thirty firm spanks were administered slowly and methodically to the seat of Suzie’s skirt. She was able to enumerate each one shortly after it landed, but also enunciated some small yelps and seductive coos and whimpered moans near the end.

No sooner had she cried out, “Thirty!” and stifled the tears that sprang from her ducts, then Jake set her on her feet, and looked up into her sorrowful baby blues.

“You broke the law by bringing that champagne in my car. I’m going to take your skirt off and put you back over my knee for another dose.”

As she turned around to comply, lifted her hands up impotently as if being robbed, and felt him undo the zipper, Suzie thought about an old boyfriend. Sam had always made her take her own clothing off before and during discipline. She’d complained about it, saying it was sexier to be man-handled. Now she knew that she was right; she loved the business-like manner with which Jake undid the clasp, pulled down the zipper, lowered the skirt to the floor for her to step out of, then repositioned her efficiently. It all made the gusset of her panties even wetter.

So smooth was the operation, Suzie was half way over his knee again before blurting out, “Wait, let me take this off, too, I’m sweating.”

He helped her pull the waistband of the sweater over her head in one continuous motion. She tossed her tresses back and then lay down fully into the requested position. She noticed that he folded both her skirt then her sweater neatly and put each on her pillow. She swooned, remembering how often she’d had to pick up Sam’s soiled underwear from off the floor. This guy was a metrosexual, but if he continued spanking her the way he’d started, and could get it up to fuck her afterwards, she didn’t care if he spoke with a lisp and wore a necktie for a belt with Capri pants.

“Breaking the motor vehicle code is a serious offense, and I’m the one who would’ve been cited for it. This is going to have to be hard…” his no-nonsense voice decreed. Half-listening, she hoped that he would notice her matching black satin and lace bra and panties.

It was, the spanking, not the lingerie, hard. It stung right from the first swat, and hurt horrendously once he got rolling. It went on and on, until Suzie had to give in to the tears that brimmed her long eyelashes, and the lump in her throat that tried valiantly to choke back her sobs. He spanked her satin-encased tush mercilessly, relentlessly, until she was convinced that he was cruel. But he also spanked dispassionately, as if squeezing ripe cantaloupe in the grocery, instead of working a poor girl into a state of frenzy. It hurt so badly, Suzie could focus on nothing else except taking it; she longed to know whether this session was making him as hard as it was making her wet. It hurt so much, she was reduced to trying to reach back with a free hand to protect her bottom from any more spanks, at least until she could absorb the present pain, digest the intensity, deal with the humiliation that he’d already heaped on her. He simply moved her hand away and continued the onslaught. She kicked her legs and scissored her thighs. He adroitly pinned her legs between his and spanked on.

At long last, he stopped and massaged the fanny that felt like it was on fire. Suzie cried like a baby for long minutes, then twisted around to sit on his lap. She rubbed her still-smoldering bottom against his lap as she slowly got herself under control, snuggling in tight against his collarbone, feeling her hiccups reverberate through them both. She longed for him to kiss her, to tell her that she’d taken it well, to pull her soaked panties off and finger her needful pussy, to push her back on her bed and enter her. She was ready. That’s why what he said next struck her with such profundity.

“Stand up so I can pull your knickers down, this last set has to be administered to your bared bottom.”

Suzie froze, even as feeling returned to the flesh of her singed butt cheeks and hot tears coursed anew down her facial ones. She cleared her throat, but her voice was still unrecognizably no different from a female frog’s.

“Could I please be allowed to have some lotion or some ice applied before we go on…?”

“The moisture left behind on your behind afterward will only make the final spanks hurt all the more,” Jake warned.

“Yes, sir, I know, but… I guess having not been spanked in awhile, I’m not calloused back there any more, and… my tush is a little tender right now…”

He lifted her from his lap and stood, “Would you prefer one over the other, or both, one right after the other?”

“Just some ice. You can find a Tupperware bowl to put it in on the bottom shelf of the cabinet by the fridge… Thanks.”

He left, leaving the bedroom door ajar, so Suzie heard Monica’s key in the front door’s lock a second before they were invaded by the interloper. Suz cringed at what she expected was to come, but the domino had been flicked and the line of them had started to tumble…

“Hello, who’re you?”

“Jake, and you must be Monica.” Suzie was impressed that he’d really listened to her and knew her roommate’s name. “I’m, uh, just getting some ice cubes…”

Jake wasn’t the only observant one, “For your palm, it looks pretty red and it’s very warm?” She’d held his hand in both of hers after their shake to inspect it.

Suzie piped-up through the half open door, “Yes, for his hand, now let him come back to bed.”

She heard some ice cubes tumble into the plastic bowl as Monica called back, “Is that all that’s reddened and warmed around here?” Suzie probably didn’t hear the sotto voice whisper that followed, “When you’ve put Suzie to bed, come see me…”
I have a feeling that Jake is in for a long night.
From Hermione's Heart

Monday, September 21, 2020

Recap: Spanko Brunch 2.0 for September 20

Does size of the bottom's bottom make a difference?

Fred: I love bottoms, all shapes, sizes, and colours, if the owner wants a spanking I am happy to oblige. I have no idea if the size is proportional to pain. I suppose a larger bottom has more area to have a spanking inflicted upon it, but conversely, a smaller bottom receiving the same spanking has less area so the spanking is more concentrated? Maybe that makes it hurt more.

QBuzz: Perhaps a smaller bottom may feel it more, but a larger bottom can always be spanked longer and harder... they both need to be turned red after all :D

Bonnie: I have no basis for comparison, so I guess I don't know.

Anon 1: As a spanker, I have no way to know, but I generally spank just "a few extra pounds" type ladies, who would be considered to have plump behinds. Once beet red, they do look the same.

Doug: I've lost a lot of weight over the past 15 months on a low carb diet, and the spankings I get from my wife on my current, somewhat smaller bottom hurt more than they did before, but this could be a consequence of her spanking me harder now. Whatever the case, my bottom is "white hot" (beyond red) when she finishes spanking me with a wooden paddle. Fine with me. 

Ronnie: No idea on this. Sorry can't answer.

Roz: Good question! I don't know, but I can say a small bottom means the spanker can get full coverage with every stroke if they wish. No spreading the pain.

Anon 2: I prefer tiny bottoms, snaky hips and thin thighs. A great big male hand on a tiny bottom can cause serious damage. So, the number of spanks must be limited (200 is quite enough).

Simon: I've been getting spanked and caned etc for 40 years and when I started I weighed 9 stone and had a (if I say it myself) a small thin bottom. These days I weigh over 12 stone and my backside could reasonably be described as large. I don't think the size has made that much difference to the sensation although obviously it takes a lady longer to make the whole thing scarlet. When it's me doing the spanking I appreciate ladies' bottoms in a range of sizes although I do think very skinny bottoms are my least favourite.

 Hermione: I have no first-hand knowledge, but I would guess that a small, thin bottom would find spanking more painful. Without generous padding, it is easier to strike bone instead of muscle. My Ron's bottom is quite unspankable for that reason. 

Once again, the range of responses is admirable. Stay safe!
From Hermione's Heart

Sunday, September 20, 2020

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #349

It's been a long week for many of us, but the weekend is finally here and it's time for some virtual fellowship. I have some good news for bloggers who used to do the happy dance when their post was selected by Chross as a post of the week. Chross is back again, after a two year vacation. His blog looks quite different, but I am glad to see he is active once more.

Today's topic is something I have often wondered about: does size matter?

Is the size of a spankee's bottom related to the amount of pain felt? Do small bottoms feel more pain? Do large bottoms have an advantage? If you are a spanker, do you have a preference for large, medium or small bottoms?

Please leave your response as a comment below. As always, you may remain anonymous if you wish. Once everyone has had a chance to contribute, I will publish an edited summary of our discussion.
From Hermione's Heart

Saturday, September 19, 2020

You Finished this Sentence


Right now is the perfect time to...

Jack: ...tell my wife how much I love her and how much the spankings she gives has made our marriage strong and lasting.

Fred: ...run away and hide on a desert island! With a close friend and a hairbrush.
Explanation: Coronavirus, Brexit, life is really intolerable in the UK right now. 

morningstar: ...self evaluate - set goals - find the joy again. 

Anon: ...be alone in the great outdoors. 

Bonnie: ...invent a time machine! 

Bernie: ...hug friends. Alas.

Yorkie: ...to say to my wife, "Right now is the perfect time to spank me!"

Ronnie: ...to smile and say hello to everyone.

Hermione: ...bend over for a good, hard spanking and forget about reality for a time.

From Hermione's Heart

Thursday, September 17, 2020

Finish this Sentence

We haven't played this game for a while now, so I thought this would be a good time to revive it.

Right now is the perfect time to...

Finish this sentence in any way you wish. I'll publish your responses before brunch.

From Hermione's Heart

Monday, September 14, 2020

Recap: Spanko Brunch 2.0 for September 13

We discussed the advantages and disadvantages of long spankings. Here's what you said:

Bonnie: My answer is an unqualified yes. Just as it's quite possible to make love for an hour, couples can certainly engage in spanking activities for an extended interval as well. This is not to say that we have continuous swatting (or non-stop intercourse) for the whole time. There are many other ancillary aspects of a spanking session or a lovemaking session (or both together!) that enhance the experience for both participants.

For the marathon spanking, we might add massages, costumes, oils, kissing, unveiling, lotions, corner time, photos, quizzes and games, role play, changing implements, changing positions, changing rooms, aftercare, toys, and improvisational fun.

Another variation is where I position myself across Randy's lap on the couch while we watch a movie or sporting event. When he feels like spanking, he lifts my nightgown and spanks. If he feels like rubbing, he rubs. I love it all.

I think the the biggest challenge is available time. Our schedules have not always been compatible, especially when we had a kid in the house. But the pandemic has created more together time and so we have lots of opportunities now. 

Roz: I think it depends on the situation. If the situation is as Bonnie mentions above, and the spanking is for enjoyment then yes. We have had extended sessions in the past with other activities intermingled with the spanking.

If, however, we are talking purely spanking, or it is for discipline then I think there is a limit at which point the purpose may be lost.

Joe: We have had some very extended spanking sessions were as stated before other activities were included. Sometimes T likes to spank me hard for a while and then gently touch me and rub me, then resume spanking changing implements and intensity. The various sensations are incredible. Just one example long playful sessions are great. 

Wendel: We do not spank non stop for very long. The longest might have been 10 minutes.
Similar to Bonnie, when we have movie night on commercial TV we take turns laying across each others lap naked from the waist down during the entire movie. A spanking is given during the commercials we dislike. I will spank the Misses during insurance and cell phone commercials. The Misses spanks me during drug and fast food commercials. As soon as the commercial is over the spanking stops. There is great anticipation and excitement when the breaks start knowing that any second you could get a spanking. Possibly multiple spankings during one break. 

Yorkie: We don’t go for long at all as my wife gets bored easily. Personally, I’d love a marathon spanking but I’m afraid my limits outweigh hers. It’s one reason I’m getting some heavier toys so she can pack more of a wallop with as little effort as possible. 

Fondles: I wonder if a too-long spanking ends up numbing the bum more than anything else.
We often only have spankings that last a few minutes. anything longer would mean there were lots of breaks in between for other fun stuff. *wink*.

Ronnie: Answer is yes as Bonnie mentions. We have done extended sessions on occasion, fun spankings not discipline.

Lena: As others have mentioned, we do have spanking sessions that can take several hours, but it's more like several individual spankings with different implements and in different positions with breaks for other things in between. There is almost always some corner time and my partner loves to make me do lines sitting on a hard chair with my already sore bottom.

I think the longest continuous spanking I received was about 15 minutes, though it felt a lot longer. My partner used a wooden spoon and we both were pretty exhausted after that experience. I probably could take a longer hand spanking but I doubt my partner would have the endurance to do it. Also it would probably get pretty boring after a while, I do need a certain level of pain for a spanking to do anything for me. 

Jack: Depends on what I have done, how long since the last spanking, and if someone is present.

Minelle: We haven’t ever done a super long spanking session but the ideas above would be good when we have more privacy! 

Barrel: I have been the beneficiary of several spankings that approach 45 minutes. But they have all included a bit of a respite for me, secured to the bench at the bottom of our bed, while my wife leaves me alone and enjoys a glass of wine. These breaks are always align at the end of an intense and extended thrashing, and then a restart with a new implement.

The most recent event was my 65th birthday. I asked for, and received six and a half minutes of spanking starting with her hand, then the hairbrush and finally the rubber paddle. After a break for lunch, I was secured to the bench, and received 65 lashes with the strap, 65 with the tawse, concluding with 65 strokes split between the heavy and thin delrin canes, which took about 30 minutes.

While my wife benefits from the release in frustrations from my behavior and moodiness, I benefit by releasing tension and satisfying my yearning for a stern session. 

Graham: Like most of you, we've had many sessions that last over an hour. These are definitely fun, fantasy and romantic spankings -- not disciplinary. Like many have said, these are interspersed with other activities including lots of cunnilingus to both our delights!

Hermione: In the stories I read, long spankings were strictly that: whacking away for 30 minutes or more. As much as I enjoy being spanked, I would find that rather boring. In addition, my bottom becomes numb after 10 minutes or so, so a long punishment spanking wouldn't have much effect if I wasn't feeling it. But the variety that many of you describe sounds delightful!

Willie: At the risk of sounding unbelievable, due to comments above we have often had spankings that have lasted an hour. B has taken a few minutes break or, as he puts it, ' resensitize the area' (hate that word lol). There is no rubbing or fun during that time. These are reset sessions not punishments. I tend to have a very hard head at times so this explains the length. They start off less intense than a punishment but are by no means playful ( unfortunately my mind doesn't work with playful and spanking- I wish it did!)

I wasn't going to comment because I have mentioned this before,years ago in a chatroom and was told I exaggerate, but then I thought what if there was someone else out there who reads here and felt they were a fish out of water because they too experience lengthy and yes intense spanking sessions? There are ways to not get numb-bum. The point doesn't have to get lost, and on rare occasions sub space can happen- at least that has been our experience. Unfortunately/ fortunately due to Covid and lack of alone time it has been a long while since I've experienced a lengthy session. I certainly don't miss the pain of it but I do miss the after feelings.

Thank you all for sharing your thoughts. Stay safe!

From Hermione's Heart

Sunday, September 13, 2020

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #348


Welcome one and all to our weekly spanko brunch. I've been doing a bit of reading -- okay, a LOT of reading -- lately, and have found some weird and wonderful spanking stories. But there's one thing that bothers me about some of the stories. There are occasional descriptions of spankings that go on for a long time; one story featured three spankings that lasted 30, 40 and 50 minutes. I don't know about that, so I'll ask you what you think.

Is there a benefit to receiving or administering a very long spanking? What might the disadvantages be? Have you ever participated in one that lasted half an hour or more? What was your or your partner's reaction?

Please leave your response as a comment. Once everyone has had a chance to participate, I will publish an edited summary of our conversation.

From Hermione's Heart

Thursday, September 10, 2020

Pain in the 50's


We can all agree that pain comes in two varieties: good and bad. Good pain comes from an expertly-administered spanking; it's ouchy but enjoyable. Then there's bad pain, the kind that comes from within your body and needs to be addressed.

I often have leg pain at night, and no matter how much I adjust my position, it just won't go away. That brought to mind the pain in my ankles that I had as a child in the 50s. It was called "growing pains" and my grandmother's remedy was a poultice of antiphlogistine.

It was thick like peanut butter, but smelled medicinal. It came in a can, which my grandmother set in a pan of boiling water and heated until it was hot. Then she spread the stuff, not on bread, but on a strip of cotton fabric which she wrapped around my ankle. The poultice was then covered with a towel pinned into place, and I kept it on all night. In the morning I would unwrap my foot, throw away the used cloth, and scrub away the sticky goo. It always worked to take the pain away, at least for a while.

We didn't have aspirin in those days, although I suppose it was available. In our household, the analgesic of choice was called 222. These were tablets that contained ASA, caffeine and codeine - quite a mixture! That was for the adults; the child's version was 217. There was also an extra-strength 282 if needed. (These drugs are no longer manufactured or sold in Canada.)

How times have changed.

From Hermione's Heart


Monday, September 7, 2020

Recap: Spanko Brunch 2.0 for September 6

Tell us about a very special implement.

Baxter: In getting prepared for my total knee replacement back in early 2018, we had to get a variety of things to help assist the recovery. One item was a long handled shoe horn, which was to be used by me to get shoes on my leg which had the TKR due to now being able to bend it. However, I never used the shoe horn as I could get my shoes on without it. My wife did use it a bit, until she discovered another use for it and that is spanking me. It certainly stings when it hits my bare bottom, especially so when a spanking is ensuing. My wife liked the effect and went and bought two more so now we have one in the camper, one in the living room and one in the bedroom. One of them is always handy when my wife needs to use it. 

Roz: Many of our implements have significance for various reasons. I always had a thing for the wooden spoon for some reason and it was the first implement we used. The leather paddle was the first implement we purchased.

Minelle: I have fantasies about certain implements but my Scotsman likes to use several for short amounts of time. I think however we like a heart-shaped spoon I received as a gift from Ronnie. 

Jack: I asked my wife, she said the recent purchase of the bath brush gets my attention quickly, good long handle. She then said the large hairbrush her mother gave her she is fond of.

Rosco: Once upon a time, there was no such thing an the internet. If you wanted a riding crop so your dominant partner could whip your naughty bottom, you had to go the store a buy one. You had to pretend you were some sort of equestrian, not so easy.

I summoned the courage and entered Ron Richards Western Wear, first casually perusing the men’s shirts before drifting over to the bucket of riding crops. I picked up a longer, luxurious leather one to examine, trying not to fondle it too obviously.

A buxom young saleswoman appeared. She pulled a shorter one out of the bucket and suggested I consider it. “It hurts plenty”, she said, threatening to smack me with it. Then she laughed, as though she were just kidding and the moment was gone. But not forgotten. Will never be forgotten.

I bought both crops.

Since then, I’ve purchased implements online or at friendly sex shops and occasionally cut a switch. But buying that riding crop in the early 80’s is something I’ll never forget.

PS - Hermione, you ask good questions.

I can't take credit for this one, Rosco. It was one of Barrel's questions. He comes up with some excellent ones!

Neva: I both love and hate our bath brush.  It really, really hurts, but sometimes that's what I crave, it was the first and only implement ever to leave bruises, which I had been wanting to experience for a long time, I was so pleased with my bruises and I hope to experience this again.


I also like the riding crop, it was the first real spanking item I bought, before that, there were only the pervertables. 

Anon: My wife's mother was a school teacher here in Canada and we now have her vintage 1960's school strap. This barely-flexible piece of rubber belting on the hands or posterior tends to get one's attention. 

Ronnie: It's the rose leather paddle for me as it was the first real implement P bought. We've had it for years and it's my all time favourite.

Graham: Rosco, I had an almost identical experience as you back in the '80's. To this day, I wish I'd said "yes, can we test it in your back room?" But the moment passed.

As to my favorite instrument, it has changed over time. Once I first experienced the cane, however, it easily became my favorite. Depending on the choice of cane, the wielder, and the extent of warm up, it can range from delightfully stimulating to an serious session that leaves welts for a few days.

I just find it very romantic.

Hermione: I have to say that the implement that has special significance for me is the leather flogger  that Ron bought me for Valentine's day last year. Not that I particularly like it when it's used, but it's the only implement that Ron has ever purchased, and I treasure that.

Thank you all for sharing those special memories. Stay safe!

From Hermione's Heart

Sunday, September 6, 2020

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #347

It's the weekend, and I'm happy to say that my week ended on a positive note. I made a long-overdue trip to Costco, early in the morning during seniors' hour, and was pleasantly surprised. It was a pleasure to shop without the congestion of hundreds of shoppers with those outsized carts. The wide aisles automatically provided the necessary social distancing, although I didn't pass many other shoppers. I was able to navigate the store and find everything I needed, and checked out quickly since there were no long lines. (Yes, I spent way too much as usual, but stocking up means fewer trips to the outside world.)

Now on to today's topic.

Do you have one implement that is special or carries fond memories? What makes it so special? Is it in frequent use, or just a pleasant memory?

Please leave your response as a comment below. Once everyone has had a chance to contribute, I will publish an edited summary of our discussion.
From Hermione's Heart

Wednesday, September 2, 2020

Grumbles

Okay, I'm sick of this. Enough isolation already! I want things to go back to the way they were. 

  • I want to have Ron able to go grocery shopping with me, so he can unload the cart at the checkout while I handle the credit cards. 
  • I want the checkout person to bag my groceries for me in my reusable bags instead of making me do it myself while the customers behind me wait impatiently. What am I, an octopus? 
  • I want to go back to church and sing in the choir with all my friends. A day after I got a letter saying that choir would resume in September (with restrictions) I got an email saying the decision had been reversed and there would be no choir until further notice.
  • I want to go shopping when I want, not at 7 am or some other ungodly hour dedicated to seniors. 
  • I want to go out tomorrow for lunch at our favourite English-style pub to celebrate our anniversary. Instead, we are having pizza sent in. Not that I object to pizza, but it's not much of a celebration.
  • I want to use the gift cards I have accumulated, but nobody is taking them right now. All transactions must not involve the staff touching anything you have handled, so no cash or gift cards.
  • I want to throw all my masks away. Don't worry, I'm too sensible to actually do that. But I wish.
  • I want a spanking. That's the one thing that covid-19 hasn't changed.

Maybe life isn't so bad after all.


From Hermione's Heart


Monday, August 31, 2020

Recap: Spanko Brunch 2.0 for August 30

What changes have you made to improve your spanko relationship?

 

Bonnie: I was curious to read what I wrote back at the turn of the last decade. I said something about not comparing your experience to others and finding your own path. Today, I advise readers to keep evolving and changing to keep the excitement in your relationship. In our case, change has taken the form of new fantasies, new toys, new technologies, and new rituals.

Jack: My wife has added more time waiting, either in the bedroom, or in the front room, Said it gives her time to calm down and for me to think of what I did. She has decided that calling her Mommy is just not enough and so after all spankings will put on my pajamas for the remaining part of the day and could go further like for several days. 

Roz: This is a great question. I totally agree with Bonnie on not comparing your relationship with others and finding your own way. Each couple needs to discover what works for them. I would also say change things up with different positions, implements etc. If you follow the same pattern with every spanking it can become too predictable which can lead to unsatisfying for both partners.

Prefectdt: When I moved from the UK to The Netherlands in 1992 I was an uptight spanko, corporal punishment role play only character. I rejected all other variations on BDSM and was determined to stay exclusively in that small bracket. Allowing impact only on my bottom and hands and only with traditional spanking implements. But living in The Netherlands and then Belgium, I found the spanko community to be limited and opened myself up to some BDSM play and never regretted doing that.

So my change that I recommend, is being more broad minded and prepared to try new things.

Baxter: Getting my wife to spank me took years and she finally came around. I let her read a Fiona Locke book and she said she understood more about what I wanted and just reading it got her wet. that was a big step. But still took more time and patience on my part and encouragement. Now my wife will bring up the spanking subject if we are driving down the road, saying that what I just did or said was a spankable offense or I haven't spanked you in quite a while and you have been naughty. We have spanking implements around the house that are just normal things such as a cutting board with a handle in the kitchen or a long handled shoe horn in the living room, bedroom and in our camper. And yes, they all get used to great effect on a regular basis. My wife does tune up my bottom on a regular basis when she knows I need it or when I want it. So that is how it happened in my life.

Rosco: Answering first for my wonderful wife Irene, who’s now a senior citizen in great health and sexy as ever. Irene does not have strong wrists and sometimes would lose her grip on certain spanking implements. I found her a two tailed tawse at Cane-iac that has a ROUND handle. Problem solved.

As for me, I need to clear my head of distractions for a bit before I can really enjoy a spanking, especially work stuff.

And, at our house, spankings always include a bit of lecture about some fictitious bad behavior, and sometimes bondage or a foot massage.

Ronnie: As others have said. Change things up. Communicate with each other about trying role play if you haven't already and try new positions/implements.

Hermione: Talking things through helped us enormously. Ron accepts that I am more interested in spanking than he is, but understands that it is something I crave. Funnily enough, the recommendation that some of you have made regarding variety in spanking did not work for us. Ron is more comfortable with a regular routine: same day, same time, same position. His contribution to variety is in his choice of implements. This has led to less stress and more fun in the bedroom for both of us.

Thank you all for taking the time to join in the conversation this week. Stay safe!
From Hermione's Heart

Sunday, August 30, 2020

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #346

Welcome back, dear friends. I hope you are all staying safe. Our restrictions are relaxing, but most people are still being very cautious, and masks are a must. Today's topic was first presented by our dear friend Bonnie over ten years ago. (How time flies!)

Is there one change that you have made that you would recommend to our readers? Specifically, how have you (and/or your partner) made spankings more effective, more enjoyable, or more a part of your lives? Are there any related tips you can offer?

Please leave your suggestions in a comment. I will publish an edited summary of our discussion once everyone has had a chance to contribute.
From Hermione's Heart

Saturday, August 29, 2020

You Completed the Caption

Rosco: It was a dark and stormy night. The umbrella kept Marie’s hair dry but she was frightfully wet between her legs.

Prefectdt: It was the first time that they would lie together. So Daphne thought that she should drop a hint about her being a bit of a squirter.

Anon 1: Little lady, if the umbrella moves and I get wet your little bottom will pay the price. AM I CLEAR?

KDPierre: This vintage movie still shows a scene from an unreleased "Mary Poppins" movie that predates the Disney version. Here is the encounter between Mary and Mr. Banks that got her hired as nanny. The suggested tagline was: "See the Mary Poppins never mentioned in the books."

Wendel: The umbrella may protect her skin from turning red in the sun now but it will not keep her bottom from turning red later. 

Baxter: Listen Phineas, I certainly hope you spank better than you kiss. This light kissing is not turning me on. Now turn me over and spank my bottom and lose the silly umbrella. the rain water on my bottom will only accentuate the spanks and that turns me on and our sex will be exquisite.

Oh Gloria, how much I have wanted to just spank your bottom, reddening it with my hand, watching you squirm.

Phineas, stop with the talk and get spanking my butt OR I will turn you over MY knee and spank you.

Oh Gloria, please do. And I will do the same to you.

Phineas and Gloria live happily ever after with red bottoms and smiles on their faces. 

Barrel: Rain, rain, go away. A little kiss and then the lay.

Anon 2: Man: You're being very naughty exposing yourself like that. What do you think I should do about it?
Woman: (Breaking into song) Please spank me in the rain,
Just spank me in the rain,
What a glorious feeling
My bottom's in pain
Put me over your knee
‘Cause I won’t behave
Take my knickers down
And give me what I crave

Hermione: Just wait till I figure out how to close this umbrella, and you will feel it across your naughty bottom.

From Hermione's Heart

Thursday, August 27, 2020

Complete the Caption

It's a rainy day, but this couple doesn't seem to mind the downpour. They have other things on their minds. Hmmm...what could they be?

Complete the caption by leaving a comment, and I will publish your entries right before brunch.

From Hermione's Heart

Monday, August 24, 2020

Recap: Spanko Brunch 2.0 for August 23

Have you ever recorded a spanking?

Joe: No we have not recorded one of my spankings yet but have talked about it. I think we will be doing that one day soon.

Spanky53: Yes, I have recorded a good deal of the spankings I have given friends and my G/F. I even posted (with approval) a few of them when I had my blog DaddyCat here. I loved watching them back and for now they are my and her relief during this pandemic when we can't see each other.

They did prove instructive being able to see how we both responded to each other. Sometimes you are so in the moment you don't see some very special reactions and so it's nice to be able to look back and catalog the things that were the most effective.

Wendel: A few years ago we record each other one night. I spanked the Misses and she whipped my bottom for the camera. It was zoomed close so all you could see were the bottoms getting smacked. We watched them a few times, complimented each others handiwork and then deleted the recordings. It was quite arousing to see our own bottoms turning red. 

Roz: No, we have never recorded a spanking. I'm not sure how I would feel watching it back.

Prefectdt: I have never had a video recording of a spanking but have occasionally had photographs taken during a session.

I would like to have some videos done, not for titillation but more to see how severe or not the spanking is and to see my reactions.

Jack: No recording, but photographed. Having been spanked while dating, punishment, I knew once married it was to continue. Shortly before our wedding I messed up big time, and my wife decided that the spanking was not enough. Her mother told her men are little boys at time and can be naughty. She called her mother, I did not know, I was over my wife 's lap, pants and underpants around my ankles and getting a spanking when her mother arrived. "Just in time, Mother," and her mother took a camera from her purse and took pictures of my spanking, and of me facing the wall. On our honeymoon there was one last present she wanted to open away from the guests. In the hotel room she unwrapped the present and it was two pictures framed, one of me over her lap, and the other facing the wall. These will hang in the bedroom she said, and if needed will be moved to the front room. Married five years and yes the pictures have been in the front room a couple of times.

Barrel: Yes, I recorded a punishment session several months ago. Replaying it thereafter was enjoyable, especially listening to my wife verbally correcting me, followed up with the physical punishment. She watched it, only commenting that the seams in her stockings were not straight. I liked hearing the loud snap when she landed a perfect strike with the strap and tawse and seeing my reaction against the restraints. I was surprised how quickly it was over.

Bonnie: In a word, yes. My husband began photographing me even before we were married. Back then, it was Polaroid pictures. The film was expensive and those instant photos have not aged well. Fortunately, Randy scanned them into digital format so they live on. When digital camera appeared, Randy immediately bought one. We made audio tape recordings and later moved to digital audio.

Video came a bit later. I remember borrowing a friend's VHS camera and playing with that, but the results always looked like really sleazy porn. So I wasn't a fan early on. When we got to digital video, the quality was better, and because there was not consumable media, Randy had the opportunity to experiment and learn. And experiment he did, and still does. He's collected, edited, and cataloged a very large library of photos, audio, and video. Within our four walls, my butt is very famous.

Occasionally, we watch some of his productions on our big television. I think I've become accustomed to seeing myself in various states of undress and distress, or maybe I'm just desensitized. I think he might learn more from watching than I do. I already know that spankings make my bottom hurt. I find watching enjoyable because it reminds me of times we've spent together exploring our favorite pastime and hints at adventures yet to come.

Rosco: Interesting question. The short answer is no. I am guessing that Irene would do it if I asked (with the assurance it could be erased), but she does not like a lot of planning in these matters.

She has said, after we watched a video or two, that we could do a much better job. I agree, most of what is out there is not very compelling.

I would be interested in seeing Irene, spanking me - especially her face, but I would like to see my own reaction as well.

I would also like Irene to see herself having an orgasm - it really is such a sight to behold. But it might make her self-conscious. Maybe we will give it a try.

Ronnie: We did do a couple in the early days but they didn't turn out very well. Not done any since. Maybe time to try again.

A.J.: Never a video. I had some pics of taken after some OTK time on a couple of occasions. Gave her my phone with, "Do ya' mind...?" And of course they would. I didn't want to KEEP the photos, just wanted see what the damage looked like without having to twist and bend like I was a Romanian gymnast goin' for the gold.

But I would like to see a video or two of myself in action, both spanking and getting spanked. Just to see what I look like on both sides of the lap.

On the spur of the moment one time we tried to do it, but, poor planning on our parts, we couldn't keep our damn iPhones to stay in place.  The solution I later found was one of those mobile phone holders that has a suction cup so you can stick it on the windshield to hold the phone in place when driving. Where did I find it? Costco!!!

As much as I would love to do it and see the spanking, shortly after looking at it a few times it would be gone. Deleted! I wouldn't keep it. Too many dangers of it getting "out there".

And I was careless one time about deleting the still images I had a couple of them showing my red butt suddenly appeared on my phone - in a business meeting! When I was scrolling and looking for something else. To show to the woman next to me! "Awkward" would not have covered that moment.
Heart was beating like Seabiscuit in the 7th furlong as soon as I saw it. I was lucky and she never saw it.

To repeat, when you delete on your iPhone - it's not really gone. It is actually MOVED to an album titled "Recently deleted." In case you change your mind. So you have to go there and delete it one more time to really get it off your phone. And then, just in case, check that it is not on the icloud.
Because you never know....!

Hermione: No, we haven't, and aren't going to. Ron isn't technologically inclined and wouldn't know how to go about it, and I'm happy to keep him in the dark about making spanking movies with the iPad.

Thank you all for sharing this week. Stay safe and wear your mask!
From Hermione's Heart

Sunday, August 23, 2020

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #345

Welcome back, dear friends.I hope you are all staying safe. It's amazing how many people and dogs we have never seen before are choosing our street for daily, solitary walks. Perhaps a variety of routes keeps them sane.

We have been binge-watching old episodes of Forensic Files. It's fun to see the snippets of old VHS police videos used as part of the explanation of how the crimes were solved. (Fix that tracking!)

Have you ever recorded one of your spankings?  If so, was it enjoyable to watch?  Did you see or learn anything while watching it later?

Please leave your response as a comment below. Once everyone has had a chance to respond, I will publish an edited summary of our conversation.

From Hermione's Heart

Friday, August 21, 2020

Friday FUN

You can either laugh or cry about the current situation, and I prefer to laugh.

























Stay safe!
From Hermione's Heart