The weather is turning cooler here in Canada, but it's warm and toasty here at our weekly brunch, so let's get started on this week's topic. Here's a repost of the brunch we enjoyed 11 years ago.
Sometimes our spankings don't always go exactly as planned. Don't you
hate it when that happens?
Are your spankings sometimes interrupted by external events? If so, what do you do?
- Ignore the interruption and carry on
- Stop, deal with the interruption, then continue where you left off
- Abandon the spanking or postpone it until a better time
- It depends
Slava Ukraini
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So far, we have never been interrupted, thank goodness. We have been delayed due to stuff, which is frustrating, but always made up for when the coast is clear. Being retired, we have lots of time to plan and schedule what sounds good at the time.
My wife/mommy does not care if someone drops in, normally her mother, or one of her friends. If I’m get a spanking it continues and does not matter if I’m naked or not, the spanking continues. When I get a spanking my wife is now my Mommy, her rule and I must call her Mommy. Once the spanking is over it is to the corner and no rubbing or talking, she will then have a conversation with her mother or friends, and yes they. Make a comment about how red my bottom is, how I call her Mommy. Jack
When we have family over for dinner I will paddle the Misses just before they arrive. It is fun to watch her cautiously move about due to the sore bottom. There has been the occasion when a family member arrives a little early and the paddling has to stop.
Luckily there has never been an interruption when we spank each other outdoors.
Wendel
There has been a knock on the door either just before we were about to start or during on the rare occasion. We dealt with the interuption. I can't remember now whether we were then put off continuing or not but I suspect we probably were. Or at least I would have been.
Hugs
Roz
We had a couple of occasions when someone interrupted a spanking , both because we neglected to lock the front or bedroom door.
The first one was our 4 year old who came into our bedroom as I was bent over the bed awaking the paddle which we quickly aborted.
The second one was when our friend and neighbour came in the house while we were in the bedroom in the middle of a hairbrush spanking.
When we heard her we quickly stopped and my wife went to talk to her while I got dressed and I'm sure my face was as red as my butt when I joined them. Our friend didn't say anything but she had a wry smile on her face so she heard enough to know what was happening.
We have also had telephone calls in the middle of a spanking and one my wife did pick up as she knew it was her Mom calling to make sure we got home safely during a storm.
It was pretty humiliating lying over her lap with a red butt while they chatted for a few minutes and then she picked up where she left off!
There were a couple of times where the doorbell rang but the door was locked so we just ignored it.
In all of the years of playing I can only recall three interruptions. The first was during a pay to play, when someone came hammering at the door of the location. The caning, that I was getting at the time, stopped and we both just stayed, silently, where we were until the person went away and then play resumed.
The second time happened with another amateur enthusiast, who had an apartment in a converted house, where she thought that all of her neighbours would be at work in the day time. One was not and came to see what the noise was about. The lights got turned off and we pretended not to be there for about 90 minutes. Until it was deemed safe for me to leave, quickly and quietly.
The last time was in another pay to play, in the red light district of Antwerp. I was on the receiving end of a very pleasant, multiple toy whooping, when there was a tapping at the curtained window. The other person present went to see what was up. It turned out that at the end of her day there, she would always walk home with another window occupant, who had turned up a little earlier than she expected. I was asked if I minded if she came in and waited whilst my session was finished. I was away with the fairies by then and did not care at all about anything, and so gave my permission. The third person present seemed totally unaffected by what was being done to me and just sat on a stool, facing away from us, concentrating on her phone.
Prefectdt
I think you overlooked an option. Once upon a time a short while ago, it was determined that I'd been naughty and needed punishment. My then-boyfriend (now husband) began by putting me over his knee for a bare-bottomed hand spanking. Then he bent me over the kitchen table for a session with his leather belt. About ten lashes into it, my cat jumped up on the table and got in the way. I had to get up and lock Kitty in the bathroom. When I re-assumed my position, my love resumed my leather lesson, but was unhappy that my bottom had cooled off and wasn't as bright red. He lit into me harder and faster than before, really brought me to a fevered pitch. It felt like he belt-whipped me twice as hard and three times as fast compared with before. This was a unique situation, and it got us both super excited. So, to quote Hermione, "nudge, nudge, wink, wink." You all know what ensued right away afterward...
Not interrupted exactly but on one occasion I was over her knee on the bed getting a good spanking when the phone rang. She stopped what she was doing and answered it calmly, while I remained laying across her lap. She chatted with her friend for a couple of minutes, then handed me the phone, to answer a question the friend had regarding a computer issue. It was incredibly awkward and a massive turn-on at the same time.
Yes there have been a few interruptions over the years. Some we have ignored and then carried on. One time a knock at the door became persistent, we stopped and I went down stairs, it was our neighbour (said she thought we must be in as our car was on the drive) she needed help so P went to help. Needless to say we didn’t resume my spanking that day.
Love,
Ronnie
xx
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