Saturday, December 14, 2024

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #569

The holiday season is upon us once more, and that means shopping. A very special reader has posed a question about that activity that I am pleased to share with you.

Have you ever made an impulse buy of a spanking implement, either in a store or online? Was it something you wanted but didn't really need, or was it a necessary addition to your arsenal?

Please leave your response as a comment, and I will publish a summary of our discussion once everyone has had a chance to speak.



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6 comments:

Mark said...

I bought a lovely sturdy wooden spoon once whilst on holiday. It was in a hardware store that we had gone to find camping gear. It was applied a number of times during the holiday but had to be left behind...
Locally, I was buying house paint and I stumbled across a very sturdy long paint stirrer with large holes down its blade. I didn't buy and I still don't know why not. Possibly because it looked a little (a lot) scary. I should probably go back and see if they still have them...

cleveland_Tom said...

Impulse buying, hmm, two a shadowlane Irish strap, (mail-order), and a quarter inch diameter delrin cane. The strap went with me to a Scony Poconos Weekend event, the cane was a vendor purchase at The Purple Rose Dungeon in Akron. Still have the cane but I've never felt or used it, canes scare me a bit but all my fantasies involve mush more punishment than I'd be likely to endure so in the unlikely event I found a disciplinarian woman again at my advanced age I guess I'd have to admit I had it in my collection. The stitching on the strap unraveled on was lost in a move.
As to wielding these implements myself on some deserving female bottom, even though I probably would have enjoyed that, the giving in such sadistic licentious impulse was more than I could contemplate for a guy as shy as I was.

WendelJones said...

A few years ago we went to the Paula Deen Restaurant and Shop in Myrtle Beach. Paula had lots of decorative spatulas for sale. I told the Misses I was going to buy the one that says “Butter Y’all” just to spank her. No reason for giving her a spanking. It just seem like something fun to do at the time. She laughed but then cringed when the clerk rang it up. When we got back to the hotel room I gave her bottom a good dose. The heavy rubber tip made a heck of thud on her bare bottom and turned it red after a dozen whacks.

https://pauladeenshop.com/collections/kitchen/products/butter-yall-spatula

Wendel

Chronic Excessive Manliness said...

Impulse spanking related implements or accoutrements are purchased by me all the time, holiday season or not. Kitchen implements, items from the hardware store, a leather shop, tack shop, pretty much anywhere. Also, switches cut off trees or that grow down by the river, near a stream, a pond, anything that could be applied to a deserving womans bare bottom, I'm all over it. :)

Dan - A Disciplined Hubby said...

I don't know whether they were exactly "impulse" buys, but I had a pretty bad buying habit when it came to custom paddles made from beautiful exotic woods. I certainly didn't "need" any of them, since I already had multiple very effective paddles. It was a habit I eventually broke, but only after spending many hundreds of dollars. I also went through a belt period, where I spent a pretty hefty amount on very heavy leather belts, all of which are hanging in my closet unused, as my wife thinks belts are too awkward to use effectively.

Anonymous said...

Most implements don’t cost much, especially in proportion to their importance in our lives. I’ve bought a few things that didn’t work. A carpet beater that felt like cast iron for example.

I did splurge once on a pricey pair of leather ping pong paddles, which worked nicely for about a year until the fell apart.

My first purchase, some 40 years ago, was memorable. Before the internet duh, or any sex toy stores at least in our area. I screwed up the courage to but a riding crop at a Western store. Trying to act nonchalant, I picked out a couple of western shirts first and wandered over to the crops. I pulled out a long one that seemed to be made of quality leather. An attractive young saleswoman, buxom in tight jeans and cowboy boots, asked me if I needed help. She suggested a shorter crop, told me it stung plenty, raised it and offered to try it on me. Then she laughed and put it away - oh darn. I bought both crops and two shirts.

Rosco