Happy Easter! Tell us about the spanking you would most like to repeat.
Wendel: A while back I spanked the Misses at the top of a large hill in Ireland late one night. There was a rock in a clearing overlooking the valley below. I sat down and instructed the Misses to drop her pants and bend across my lap. The peace of the hilltop was disrupted by her cries as I spanked her bottom. We never knew if anyone saw or watched from below which made it one of the most memorable. When we got home the Misses gave me a whipping in back of our tool shed that was also quite memorable.
FL: My wife came home very late from work one night, woke me up, told me to fetch the hairbrush and meet her downstairs NOW! She gave me a very hard spanking and when I complained as I was just getting up from her lap, she grabbed me by the ear, pulled me back down over her knee, and spanked me even harder and longer. It was wonderful, not least of all because it was so unexpected and entirely orchestrated by her.
Rosco: Irene has spanked me a million times - all great experiences and many truly wonderful.
I
have delivered only one successful spanking. At a tender age shortly
after Neil Armstrong walked on the moon, on a dark beach at night I
delivered a series of spankings to Martha leading to my first trips to
first, second and third base. I’d love to relive that.
I tried
only a few times to spank subsequent girlfriends or to ask for a
spanking and was rebuffed and embarrassed. Irene was happy to give it a
try and has become quite the creative passionate dominant but told me
she had no interest in being in the receiving end.
I just thought of two more experiences that I’ve replayed in my mind and might have been able to parlay into a real spanking.
In
college I was in the Science library leaning slightly over the counter
as the librarian was looking for something for me. A girl I knew, but
not well, slapped me on the bottom then tittered and scurried out of the
room in her short dress. I have no idea why I didn’t follow up.
Another
time I was driving a van with friends, and friends of friends, to a
soccer game. A high spirited cute but bratty redhead was sitting behind
me, teasing me throughout the ride. When we got to the game, most of the
crowd got out while I looked for a place to park but the redhead and
another woman stayed in the van. Just as I finally found a parking place
behind a building, the redhead put some ice down my back. When we got
out of the van, I grabbed her, swatted her bottom and felt a sudden
stirring in my pants. She slipped away. I chased her, and wanted to swat
her again. But the other woman intervened, told us to grow up more or
less, and the opportunity ended.
Prefectdt: We have to go back to the early 2000s for that. Several times, I visited a professional German Mistress in Antwerp. She was a most dangerous person, being a German with a strong sense of humour. She was a great fan of all things Monty Python and Fawlty Towers. On one occasion she spent the whole of a one and a half hour session mixing my spanking with Pythonesque sketches and mentality. I thought that it failed a bit in the film, but you should try not laughing when tied down to a bench, ankle and wrist, being told about her friend “Biggus Dickus”. And I was tricked into a caning for “Mentioning ze war”. The only time that I have ever heard a genuine German speaker use “Ze” instead of “The” in real life. I literally did not know whether to laugh or cry. I would love to go through that experience again, but I think that it was a one-off thing.
Roz: My answer
seems dull to the others above. Spankings for us have occurred over the
years for many different reasons, discipline, punishment, role
affirmation and intimate spankings. There have been a few outdoors on
the odd occasion.
I would love to repeat any of the intimate
spankings. One in particular featured different positions and being
spanked lightly all over with the paddle. It was delicious and set every
nerve on fire. We also had a flogger at one point and when used lightly
would produce the same result.
KDPierre: A great question, but a tough one to answer. I don't think the mechanics of a spanking, no matter how wonderful, ever can compete with the psychological aspects. And as wonderful as my spankings from Rosa have been (and continue to be), a truly memorable spanking that is engraved in my mind, is one from a friend. Rather than relate all of the details, I will say that what made this spanking memorable was that it was the first time this friend and up until that time, 'equal', fully embraced her authority and spanked me very hard with sharp rebukes and sincere scolding. What stands out in my mind beyond the sheer pain of it, was the state of desperate obedience she drove me to. She literally had me scrambling to answer every question and obey every command in a sincerely driven attempt to appease her and not upset her further. Rosa has achieved this with me as well, but somehow it makes more sense that she would as my wife and partner. It was VERY intense to get that same level of intensity from a non-romantic 'friend' who I would otherwise interact with in a more typical day-to-day sort of way. (It's amazing what a determined authority figure can achieve armed with a paddle and a sense of righteous indignation!)
A.J.: "Choose one?'"
Can't. How about two?
1.
The first time I ever spanked a girl. My GF tricked me into spanking
her. And I did (Nicely!! Erotically!) until her arousal got the better
of her and she made me (Oh, c'mon!) have sex with her leading to
VOLCANIC orgasms!
2. When I did a 3-way role/play switch session
with two beautiful and wonderful women! So much fun we all did it
again some time later. God, would I love to see them (and the GF!!)
again...!
Hermione: We have had some very good times with the flogger, so I would want to recreate our first flogging experience. Not especially effective from a technical point of view, but so much fun!
Slava Ukraini
Glory to Ukraine

1 comment:
I could not think of any, my wife/mommy spankings bring the point home loud and clear. I asked her, she reminded me of the first time my mother-in-law saw me getting spanking. I was over my wife/mommy lap, kicking and squirming when my mother-in-law dropped in. Took my advise she said to her daughter, and notice I still had my underpants on. She stopped me from kicking and pulled them down and off. When the spanking stopped I stood facing the wall and then my wife/mommy told me to stand before her. My mother she said told me I needed to spank you, well my naughty little boy your getting a spanking from my mother, over her lap NOW. I did as told and when the spanking was over, I stood before my mother-in-law all on display was given a long scolding and back to facing the wall. My wife/mommy smiled when reminding me of this and I said it was my worse spanking. Jack
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