Monday, April 7, 2014

Recap: Sunday Brunch 2.0 for April 6

This week's topic was a volatile one, and prompted a lot of strong reaction. The question was whether adult spanking fiction stories implicitly condone the spanking of minors. Several authors joined our discussion. Here are your thoughts:

Autumn: Oh gosh, this is such a hard topic to discuss, and one that I am often afraid to even bring up, because I know that people feel VERY strongly about this one way or the other. My answer is long, but well thought out:

Fictional stories are just that - fictional, and any allusions to the heroine (or hero) of the story being spanked as a child I don't believe should be taken as a message of support for childhood spanking. I say this because there are many situations in the context of fictional stories that would be highly illegal and/or horrific in real life, such as the spanking of teenage girls, total strangers taking unruly women over their laps, etc. I doubt that the writers of these stories are avid supporters of what would be considered sexual assault in a real-life situation.

I believe fictional stories are a healthy way for our community to live out our fantasies of helplessness and non-consent on paper that we would not be comfortable with in real life, such as being called into our boss's office for a spanking or a "chance" encounter on the beach with an older man, or, yes, even witnessing a child being spanked.

As a child who was born a spanko, I was absolutely fascinated by stories of other children being spanked, and part of that fascination has not gone away for me. I am not an advocate of spanking children and if I were to witness one I would be very uncomfortable, but, for some reason, I do enjoy fictional stories involving the spanking of children. I think, for me, a child or any non-willing participant in a story represents that feeling of total helplessness that I believe a lot of us strive toward with our partners.

Dragon's Rose: To discipline a child is to teach. How that happens is up to the parents. Writing a detailed description of spanking a child is not appropriate for blog land. A story about a spoiled 20 something who wasn't taught how to behave as a child is.

Dan: It's a very hard line to draw. For example, there are drawings I won't post on my blog because, even though I love the spanking theme, the receiver looks like he might be a teenager. Barb is the primary example -- I love her art but just wish she would knock it off with the theme of spanking children. And, I personally don't believe that saying it is fiction solves the problem. While I'm not against parents using (reasonable, age appropriate) corporal punishment as discipline, I think that viewing stories or drawings of children getting spanked is at least a little concerning, even if fictional.

But, it is a hard line. As Autumn points out, exploring fantasies about something like non-willing spanking seems acceptable, even if it would not be in real life. But, again, where is that line. I suspect that some people who don't have a problem with reading a story about spanking children would have a fit about a story involving someone beating an animal. So, the element of consent seems to be OK in one context and not in another?? Again, it's a very hard line to draw.

I do think it is generally acceptable to discuss childhood spankings when we are recounting our own history or talking about what may (or may not) have contributed to someone becoming a spanko.

Sunny Girl: Tough topic to either condone or condemn. I'm not in favor of spanking children but on the other hand a good swat gets the message across when sometimes nothing else does. As a writer, I stay away from that topic altogether.

Pecan Nutjob: I think this is a question of the era when the story is set.

My wife and I were spanked as children, but not considerably so. We're over 40 and these were different days (in those days, in France, martinets were sold openly for dealing with difficult children; also my wife tells me that she knew kids that got the hairbrush from their mother, though she did not). In nonfiction or autobiographies from a few decades ago, people talk matter-of-factly of getting spanked as children or of spanking children, without hint that this was considered ill-treatment or abnormal.

A story set in a period when it was commonplace to spank children - even, it was expected from parents, who would be accused of being "too soft" in case of unruly children - is not the same as a story set today. I would feel uneasy with a story set in 2014 where a child gets the hairbrush or martinet as a "normal" event, or where an adult (except perhaps an older one, with bygone views) seriously explain to a younger adult that he/she should have been spanked more, except if the adult is portrayed as a weirdo.

To summarize, I feel a story condones child spanking if it makes child spanking appear normal in a context where it is not, and not if it just says things as they used to happen at the time of the story.

Furthermore, as Autumn says, a large part of fiction (spanking and nonspanking) depicts shocking or illegal acts. Many police movies depict actions from police officers that are unrealistic and often downright illegal. Does this mean they condones them? This is tricky: it seems that people, to some extent, believe what they see in movies (about e.g. medical and police procedures) to be the normal reality.

@Dan: It's complicated. The mainstream movie Lady Jane depicts a teenager (15 years old, I think) getting birched on the bare by her mother (no buttocks shown), which the implication that this was not an uncommon occurrence in the Tudor nobility. I'm no historian, but I read that the historical Lady Jane indeed received corporal punishment from her parents as a teenager.

In comparison, I feel uneasy at stories of current teenagers getting spanked on the bare by their mothers. 

Annapurna: The way in which you have phrased the question, if I understand you correctly, my answer would have to be yes.

I have a zero-tolerance policy regarding the spanking of children and the beating of animals. Both children and animals are unable to give legal consent, and are, therefore, automatically exempt from any form of corporal punishment regardless of circumstances. Put another way, if it’s illegal to beat prisoners because such treatment is deemed cruel and usual punishment, by simple extension, the same privilege must be granted to children, or anyone else who is incapable of giving informed consent. Abridging these inalienable rights by spanking a child, or a non-consenting adult, is tantamount to committing assault and battery.

Spanking a child also models aggressive behavior, which the child may later adopt, unconsciously, in life as he or she identifies with the primary childhood aggressor. Conversely, childhood spanking may have the opposite effect, leading one to possess low self-esteem or to acquire self-defeating behaviors by unconsciously entering into abusive relationships as an adult or by making questionable lifestyle choices (excessive drinking, drug addiction, overeating, etc.).

Spanking a child is a traumatic event for the child. Not only is there pain and humiliation, the adult, who is usually three to five times the size, threatens the possibility of physical annihilation, real or imagined. The trauma creates a fracture in the object relations world of the child. It causes a split in self-representation into good and bad self-objects, as well as a split in external object representation. There, the spanking parent is seen as both good and bad, but all people will also be seen in the same light. This fracturing of self disrupts the normal development of personality and interpersonal relationships later in life and may lead to a child fixating at various stages of psychosexual development. There is also the possibility that the child, as an adult, will suffer from the effects of having a false self, a disassociate disorder, or PTSD.

Incidentally, the vast majority of notable psychologists and psychiatrists categorically condemn the practice.

Real life is one thing; fantasies are another. We’re talking about fantasies. On the one hand, I’m a staunch supporter of having them, indulging them, even living them out with other consenting adults, so long as the recreated action is both safe and sane. The operative words here are “adult” and “consensual.” Many of us act out child-spanking fantasies, and I think such play is healthy, largely. Does it condone the spanking of children? No, not directly, although it may lead us to a lowered threshold, you know, the incidental swat delivered, and not to something more intense and damaging. Will such stories make us the spankers of children? I don’t think so, for it’s really a matter of temperament and family of origin experiences, I believe, that leads us to such actions.

For myself, I don’t seek out stories featuring children as recipients, nor will I write such stories. However, in my current novel, the main character confronts the neighbor woman for having spanked her at age ten for inappropriate sex play. The confrontation is without much detail concerning the incident, and I use it as a point of conflict between the two women. At the time of the incident, the neighbor woman acted as the principal caregiver. She had also been given disciplinary authority over the ten year old by the girl’s real mother. In the neighbor’s mind, the spanking was a last resort because nothing else had worked. No one realized at the time, however, that the girl’s behavior was quite normal because she wasn’t human.

Welcome, Annapurna!

River Wild: I think that they kind of do if you take them as an advice column, or if you have trouble separating fiction from reality. If the character in a book says " if only your father had tanned your hide more when you were a little girl, maybe I wouldn't have to spank you now!" to an adult woman, then it is obviously the opinion of that character that spanking children is acceptable. In a period novel, this might be the norm, as it was in practice long ago. Now that we know the harm that can come from corporally punishing children it is much less acceptable, at least in the NW region of America. In some southern states however, spanking of children is still fairly common and even allowed in public schools. I guess it's just fiction in the end, so as long as we don't believe everything that we read is true, people can still exercise the right to write what they like.

Simcor Devray: Though I am in general an opponent of spanking children, and of preteens in particular; I would add that I would find it acceptable if teenagers are spanked by their parents or teachers if they were offered this as a choice instead of, say, grounding or detention.

Welcome, Simcor!

morningstar: I have been struggling with this discussion - and it has nothing to do with whether a child/young person should be spanked or not - in reality.

I am concerned about the number of people who read this sort of fiction and are (how shall I put this?) aroused by the content. That to me opens up a whole 'nother can of worms and perhaps not where you wanted this discussion to go, Hermione.

For me - any story line that involves children/young people goes against principles I believe in...

Prefectdt: Thinking about this question has left me conflicted and undecided. It is all to easy to drift off topic, with this kind of thing and talk about the spanking of children in general (of which I disapprove).

But the question is "Do these types of stories actually implicitly condone the spanking of minors?"

And this is where I become conflicted, as some but not all of this kind of fiction does seem to. And this makes me feel uncomfortable about it. But it is appropriate in some historically set stories.

I do not like to read fiction that seems to approve of the corporal punishment of children in this way but I do not want it excluded from history, because it makes us uncomfortable. That would make us as bad as the anti tobacco extremists that airbrush cigars and pipes from the photographs of historical figures.

Personally I feel that I need to think on this some more. It is a very worthwhile subject for discussion.

Ronnie: Tough topic and one many feel quite strongly about. Personally I'm not in favour of spanking children, (was never spanked as a child) and stay away from any stories that include it and pictures.

Measha: When I say something along the lines of "If you had been spanked as a child, perhaps you would not be such a brat now!" It doesn't really mean I condone spanking of a child in reality. It means that my character is about to be spanked because she was naughty (like a child) and she's about to receive a childish punishment - therefore referencing her childhood seems to fit.

I don't ever write about a child being spanked. I find spanking to be very sensual even in a punishment sense, so making the spankee a child would seem very very wrong to me. It would be like putting a child in a sex scene - so I don't do it.

However, I think it's important that we understand the difference between fantasy/fiction and real life. In my vanilla writings I often kill off a character by murder. (I actually had the seven dwarfs kill and eat Snow White in one story) But that doesn't mean I condone murder or cannibalism. It's fiction.

Jenny: I do not refer to the spanking of children in my fiction writing or blog posts. I wasn't formally spanked as a kid, so reliving a specific part of my childhood is not part of the appeal for me. In fact, I find husbands and wives (or bf-gf pairs) who role-play "daddy and daughter" scenes to be a bit creepy and incestuous.

I do not think the adult domestic discipline community - with its erotic themes - should write about or discuss the spanking of children in fiction or non-fiction, except perhaps to note that a woman being spanked had not been spanked since she was a child. A brief reference to having been spanked as a child is acceptable, but full descriptions of a child being spanked does not belong on an adult DD site. In fact, it probably doesn't belong anywhere on the Internet or in printed matter.

As a side note, I've always suspected that the term Domestic Discipline was used to focus Internet searches on the sites we want rather than those which discuss the effectiveness or morality of child corporal punishment. In other words, to separate searches for adult spanking sites from those dealing with the issues of spanking children. Does anyone remember how that term was promoted? I guess we'll never know the "why" behind the use of the term DD.

A. Lurker: This is a tough question! I think, as some have already said, it boils down to the fact that it is all fantasy and fiction. Also, these stories are written on adult blogs for the purpose of entertainment and not as a social commentary.

As the one who posed the question, I just want to be clear. I love and read many spanking stories posted on your blogs. Keep up the good work!

(Disclaimer - No real children were spanked in the writing of this answer!

Minelle: Sometimes I think we over analyze things. I was spanked a bit as a child and although did not wish to use spanking as a singular disciplinary measure for my kids, at times a swat can be useful.

However we are talking about fiction. We can choose to read or not read these stories. Sometimes political correctness gets out of hand. Children and teens were spanked in the past and may be in some instances nowadays. We all have opinions about whether that is alright. I do not read things that make me uncomfortable. But I am not going to censor a writer or condemn a story just for including the spanking of a minor. I would not ever wish to read an explicit story regarding sex with teens, yet many a coming of age book or movie thinks it is nothing to show teens engaged in sex.

Just some thoughts.

Rob: This is a "hot" topic. There are websites on how to beat your child without leaving visible marks. I find anything more than a little swat to be unacceptable. I don't even like the idea of fiction fantasy involving children. This is something I feel quite strongly about. No, I was not spanked as a child.

In private fantasy play involving "adult children" -- no problem. When that fantasy starts to 'leach' into reality a line has been crossed.

One little bubble burst. If harsh punishments so effective, then prisons would be overcrowded with coddled kids. Most studies show just the opposite.

Off my soap box. Spank away - as consensual adults - same for writing. But I really dislike reading of kids and what seems truly non-consensual punishment.

Mona Lisa: Very good topic, Hermione.

I have zero tolerance towards the CP against children. And that applies even to write or to read about it . And those who know me know that I have zero tolerance against CP at all. Does anyone have such fantasies that children are involved, seek help. But this is not OK, in my opinion in this corner of Blog Land.

I have never been spanked and know no one who has been either. I did not even know what was paddle or why to use the hairbrush. I could not understand it. Why? Bas has explained to me that so did they and do in many places in the U.S. and GB, and that therefore they are accepted tools for spanking.

Welcome, Mona Lisa!

Rollin: This is a topic that comes up frequently and if you are a spanking enthusiast it's a thorny one. That's because the spanking fetish, and I'm speaking of adults who practice it, is an engagement on a psychological, artistic or physical level with a childhood punishment practice. The images spring from scenes of childhood, whether real or imagined.

Spanking doesn't just appear in human cultures as an adult practice. It all starts with childhood. The issue is how to reconcile that fact with the fact that we have no interest in encouraging, condoning or getting involved with the spanking of children.

Still, to admit to having a spanking fetish raises the question in many vanilla minds as to whether we have an interest in the real life spanking of children. And that, I think, is why spanking remains in the shadows. Gays can come out, transgendered folks can come out, even BDSM is partially mainstream now. But even consensual adult spanking will not go mainstream any time soon because of the inferred childhood connection.

It's certainly that way in publishing where I ply my trade. The publishers do not want any description of any spanking given to a minor. Certain websites will not allow stories that depict spanking of characters under 18. Amazon and others will flag any product description in any book in the erotica genre that mentions under age characters.

Years ago in USENET there were endless flame wars about this very subject. I think they were called the Debporn wars. The issue was, were spankos who wrote accounts of childhood spankings pedophiles?
I don't think so, but still, I know in many minds that question is always there, lurking.

Hermione: My one word response to the question is "No". A brief mention of someone having been spanked as a child in no way recommends spanking as a standard for rearing children today. As others have already said, it's fiction, and the reference is usually to an earlier time, when spanking was common and accepted. What I wonder is, as time goes by and the young generation grows up, will this kind of reference disappear altogether? We'll just have to wait and see.


From Hermione's Heart

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #14

 
Once again it's time for our weekly brunch. This week's question is from long-time reader A. Lurker.

Within our family of consensual adult spanking blogs (where the spanking of minors is not condoned) there are many wonderful fiction writers. Yet many of these entertaining stories contain references to spanking young adults the way they were spanked as children.  Some stories allude to the fact that if a spoiled adult spankee was spanked when they were young then they may have grown up better behaved. So here is my question:

Do these types of stories actually implicitly condone the spanking of minors?

I encourage you to leave your opinion in the form of a comment. Once everyone has had a chance to speak, I will publish an edited summary of our discussion.
From Hermione's Heart

Saturday, April 5, 2014

You Completed the Caption

What is this charming couple discussing? Here's what you overheard:


Ronnie: Henry, It's no good you trying to be nice now. You were extremely rude and disrespectful in front of our dinner guest and you will pay the price. Now go to my room and wait for me.

DelFonte: So it looks like we're having a sweet intimate conversation, but the reality is you're just waiting to take me over your lap and spank me with my fan.

Annapurna: Marguerite, you’ve made the summer blossom into wonderful shades of lavender, pink, and red. Now that the rust colors of fall approach on a northwest wind, I want the memories we have shared this August to linger a while longer. Ride with me on the outbound train to Paris before the wheat stocks in the field are blanketed with frost. As the first snow falls in December, share with me the magic of Christmas and the beautiful ornaments hanging in the Champs-Élysées. There we will drink champagne and enjoy caviar until the warmth of spring arrives when the rose blooms again and the nightingale sings.

Rollin: "Let me get this straight, Phyllis. You're bored with Lord Farthingale's garden party and you want 'let loose and boogie' as you put it. You want to rip off your clothes and 'shake your booty' while cavorting in the fountain where I'm supposed to catch you, after which I'm supposed to spank you soundly in front of all the guests before we retire to the bedroom and I 'roger you royally'. Have I left anything out?"

Blondie: "You have been warned that I will not tolerate that kind of behavior from my wife. You are to behave like a lady and not frolic in the nude with the hired staff. Go to your room immediately and get ready for your punishment."

Measha: Oh will she ever stop this chit chat so we can get down to the spanking already!? I think I will have to use a gag tonight, a nice rosy bottom and a beautifully silent mouth.

Ricky: Now this time it's the truth . . .

Baxter: Dear husband, you completely embarrassed me in front of all our guests and your apologies are not working. You need to go to the bedroom now, strip naked, arrange all the implements on the bed and stand in the corner and await my arrival, whenever I see fit to arrive. And I will open all the windows so that our guests will hear me beating your naughty bottom and your cries of mercy and you will be just as embarrassed in front of our guests when I drag you back downstairs to the party after I summarily spank you hard. You won't be able to sit for days and trust me, you won't be getting any for a long time.

Sir Wendel: Pants down and across my lap for a spanking.

Autumn: "Darling, I realize this is Victorian England, but the excessive amount of fabric on your dress makes it near impossible to lift up and spank your bottom. Please consider your position over my lap when choosing dresses in the future."

Hermione: I have exciting news. Papa is giving us his entire cane collection as a wedding present. Isn't that wonderful?


I hope you're all hungry because brunch will be served in just a few hours from now.

From Hermione's Heart

Friday, April 4, 2014

Friday FAIL

It's time for more grammar and spelling glitches as seen in the wild.

































Don't forget to Complete the Caption!

From Hermione's Heart

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Complete the Caption

There's nothing like good communication between a man and a woman to enhance the relationship. Shhh. Listen carefully. What issue are these two discussing?

Complete the caption by leaving a comment and I will publish the results of your eavesdropping in a future post.

From Hermione's Heart

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

On a scale of one to ten



Yoga pants make any butt a ten!

From Hermione's Heart

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

From the Top Shelf - A Seaside Encounter, Part 2

Last week we enjoyed part one of this three-part story by R.T. Mason. While on holiday with her parents, Jane meets a mysterious stranger who offers her some part-time work. Jane jumps at the chance to relieve her boredom. She indulges in fantasies about her new employer, and strangely enough, these fantasies include spanking.

The scenes were feverishly exciting, an excitement tinged with guilt and fear that she was allowing herself to have such thoughts. She tried to excuse them by telling herself it was just sexual frustration that was causing these bizarre thoughts, but...

It was with a similar mixture of feelings that she arrived at Major Kendall's house at dead on 9 a.m. the next day. She hadn't phoned to cry off, off course - she knew she wouldn't. She was meekly presenting herself for whatever he had in store, and this morning she had chosen a light summer frock, not the figure hugging slacks and tee-shirt she had worn the day before.

Major Kendall opened the door, his eyes immediately appraising. "Ah good morning, Jane! On time I see! And such a pretty dress."

She felt her heart give a flutter. Then, as he ushered her in, he added, "I wonder if, subconsciously, Jane, you wore a dress today to please me after our little chat yesterday. When girls are in nice short dresses or skirts they can be so conveniently lifted up for discipline. Even for the cane to be applied to their bottoms. Don't you think so, Jane?"

She blushed furiously because it was exactly what she had been fantasising about in bed. Could this man see inside her soul? In some confusion, she managed, "I...I...I think you've got a very vivid imagination."

He laughed. "Perhaps!"

In his study, though, he was immediately all business-like, showing her what he wanted her to do; photocopying sections of books, typing, indexing. All work which, as a secretary, she would find quite straightforward. He himself started writing and now she hardly knew what to think as his attitude had become strictly professional.

Then at 10:30 or so, Mrs. Smith, his elderly housekeeper, came in to say she had put some coffee in the sitting room. Then Jane, sitting on the sofa again and facing Major Kendall, sensed another change in him. His eyes gave her that long piercing stare which made her feel quite helpless and weak. Her hand, holding the coffee cup, began to tremble.

He leaned forward, his face bearing a wolfish smile. "So, lovely Jane, what are we going to do about that splendid but clearly undisciplined bottom of yours? And that pretty dress of yours which you wore so it could be so easily lifted?"

She felt herself blushing bright red. "Look... please... I..." she began weakly.

"Let's talk about a situation for a moment," he said, ignoring her pleas, "let's talk about a pretty young servant girl named Jane. You would have made such a pretty domestic servant girl, Jane. Of course in this enlightened age, being 'in service' is thought of as very menial and demeaning but I'm sure it wasn't always so. The servant girl enjoyed complete security, with a nice pretty uniform to wear and all she had to do was to unquestioningly obey her master's orders. And, if she was lucky, he would be a kindly man, not requiring anything outrageous of her - not for instance requiring her to submit to him sexually.

"But," he said emphatically, "he would naturally deal with her very firmly when necessary, Jane. He would spank or whip her, quite frequently I'd imagine, and undoubtedly on her bare bottom. And he would probably use the cane on her bare behind to a certain extent. But you know I'm sure that, by and large, many a young girl found a naked whipping to be a very exciting experience. What do you think, Jane Williams? Would it have suited you? Would you have found it exciting?"

She bit her lip, hardly believing she was entering this conversation. "That only happened to lower-class girls."

"Ah no. Many middle-class girls got the same treatment, Jane. If it wasn't their father there was usually a kindly uncle or family friend always willing to pull a pretty girl's knickers down. All for her own good, of course. In those days, thanks to strict discipline, you never got the wild behaviour seen in today's young people."

Then he said, "Come and stand over here, next to me, Jane."

He hadn't raised his voice but it had a steely edge and was clearly a command. She found herself automatically getting up and going round the coffee table to stand, rather shakily, next to him.

"Good. A little closer please. Now lets play a little role play game. It is 1930. You are Jane Williams, a young and lovely housemaid in the house of Major Robert Kendall. He has just sent for you and you are standing submissively by his side. He wants to see how obedient you are."

And, as Jane gasped, Major Kendall slid his hand up the inside the rear of her summer frock. Feeling all the way up her bare thighs to the firm bottom in the brief tight nylon knickers. She felt faint - almost sick with panicky excitement.

"Now just keep still and relaxed. This fondling is something you are quite used to as a domestic servant. Major Kendall does it all the time to you, not with any overt sexual motive but merely to emphasise to you that, in your lowly role, your body belongs to your employer to a certain extent."

His hand openly explored the tightly knickered cheeks of her bottom, squeezing her flesh.

"Well Jane, this, if I may say so, is a particularly fine specimen of a bottom. Now what your employer has called you in for is to inform you that at 4:30 p.m. he wishes you to come and see him. He is going to spank your bottom. You have been getting slovenly and you haven't had a spanking in days."

The bold hand gave a final squeeze to the tightly-nyloned buttocks, then slipped back down out of her dress. She was red-faced and trembling, her head spinning like a top.

"You may go and sit down again now, Jane," he said, his voice quite even as if nothing out of the ordinary had taken place. "We will meet again to complete the experience at 4:30!"

Her voice was a croak. "Look... Major Kendall... please... you are joking, aren't you?"

She had sat down again, feeling dizzy, and for something to do picked up her coffee cup. Her shaking hand spilled coffee in the saucer. Now, once again sitting opposite him it wasn't his hand she had to contend with, it was the look in his eyes again - boring right through her.

He smiled. "Of course I'm not joking, my dear. It is clearly something you need. And, you know, I've a feeling that it's also something you want. Even if you don't want to admit it to yourself."

The day passed as if a dream with Jane barely able to think about what she was supposed to be doing. She could of course just walk out, but... she couldn't somehow bring herself to do it. That would mean confronting Major Kendall anyway and she didn't feel up to that. At lunchtime he took her out to the pub, affably telling her about the area. Half listening, she wondered if she had imagined it - that awful but overwhelmingly exciting encounter at coffee time. Back in the house though, all through the afternoon, she found herself constantly glancing fearfully at the clock.

At 4:30 sharp he looked up at the clock. "Well, Jane, I believe it's time for that little meeting between our house maid and her employer. Shall we repair to the sitting-room?"

"Look..." she said in that croaky voice. Her mouth was dry and her heart racing. "P-Please... it's silly..."

"Silly?" Major Kendall's voice was hard and firm. The voice that was obviously accustomed to immediate, unquestioning obedience.

Jane flushed. "I... er... what I mean... I..er... I think you are joking with me."

"I most certainly am not joking. I thought I had made that clear. I simply want you to accept my demands without question as my servant girl should. Is that clear?"

Jane muttered, "Yes but..."

"No buts. Stand up please!"

Biting her lip she stood up. And this time, when he told her to go into the sitting-room, she complied as meekly as a lamb.

And then, although she could hardly believe it was happening, she was getting across Major Kendall's lap as he sat on one of his upright chairs. And then her skirt was up and Major Kendall's hand was rising and falling like a metronome, smacking sharply down onto the ripe resilient bottom in those tight, pale pink nylon knickers.

He smacked her bottom for some minutes and she felt again, but more strongly, that she was going to be sick, the excitement was so intense. By the time he had finished she was crying. Not that it hurt desperately but her bottom tingled and the whole thing was emotionally too much for her.

Getting to her feet and dabbing at her eyes, she heard him say:

"Very well taken, Jane. But tomorrow I think young Jane Williams will need another session. And for that one she'll need to take her knickers down!"


* * *


A sleepless night in which she tossed and turned and tried to think of Bob and resolved that if she went back to Major Kendall in the morning she would be very firm with him. She was not going to allow it again. She would not be spanked again - it was just too humiliating - and as for taking her knickers down.... She knew that her only really sensible course of action was not to go back at all.

But when the morning came she realised she was going - although with her little speech rehearsed, determined not to allow any more 'games'.

And that, indeed, was what she told him, stammering slightly, when he ushered her in.

"I... I really can't allow any more of that... that silliness, Major. So please... please don't try to persuade me."

She rather surprised herself at how well she had delivered her little address. He smiled briefly and said, "Let's worry about that later, shall we?"

So had he taken any notice of her or not? No he hadn't. At coffee time he said, "Drink up, Jane, and let's get it over with."

"G... get wh... what?" she began, feeling her pulse begin to race.

"You know quite well, my dear. I am going to spank your bare bottom."

"No!" she blurted, "You can't! I won't let you do it!"

He looked at her, his eyes seeming capable of looking right inside her head. His voice was low and mesmeric.

"Jane, we need to completely finish acting out your servant girl experience. I want you to understand true submission. And that means taking down your knickers and giving you a spanking on your completely bare bottom."

"No!" she gasped. But inside her, fighting with her sense of conventional decency and self respect, was a feeling that was beginning to take over, a sense of mounting excitement. That feeling she had at school. She stared at the floor to avoid his gaze.

"Look at me, Jane!" he commanded, and, reluctantly, she did.

"Please stand up and come over to me!"

And once again Jane found herself unable to resist. She got up and, on trembling legs, stood next to Major Kendall. She felt the excitement welling up inside as both his hands slipped up inside her skirt. Right up to the waistband of her knickers, then she felt them being pulled down, very slowly, to her knees. One firm male hand ran lightly over the globes of her bare bottom and she felt as if her knees were going to give way, she was quivering all over. But in any case Major Kendall was then pulling her down. Across his lap.

Her skirt was up, round her waist, so that her bottom was shamelessly exposed, and his hand was freely caressing its bare ripe cheeks. She was gasping, and then came the emotional outlet of tears - as the hand stopped fondling and started coming crisply down. That male hand smacking rhythmically down on her bare bottom. Smack!... Smack!... Smack!... Smack!

By the time he had finished spanking her she was sobbing hysterically. Getting up she blindly pulled up her knickers and then, in a stumbling run, went to get her coat and handbag. Then, still sobbing, she ran out of the front door.

She went blindly out, not really knowing or caring where she was going, her mind was in such a state. It had been simply overwhelming, being over his lap, his hand caressing and then beating her naked bottom. And worst of all, as she had struggled and protested she had felt a strong surge of sexual arousal flooding her body.

Her sexual desires were still strong as she half-walked, half-ran from the house and towards the beach. Further on she saw some woods to the left and impulsively ran in. Among the trees she was safe from view. She looked breathlessly around, then leaned against a tree trunk and, with a groan, slid her hand up under her skirt then pulled her underwear down around her knees.

Her hips squirmed as she worked her fingers inside, gasping, moaning. Nearby a young beech tree had a low thick branch, hip high, jutting out almost horizontally. Glancing round guiltily, she went over to it and, lifting her skirt, got astride the smooth branch. With her hands on the tree trunk she began rocking herself.

She came almost immediately, a surging mind-blowing orgasm, then felt so ashamed that she behaved so wantonly out in the open. She sat down on the mossy ground and began weeping again.

She suddenly remembered that Bob was arriving that afternoon, an overnight break from his course. She had been keenly looking forward to his visit but now... well everything was such a mess. She just didn't know what she wanted. It was impossible to get Major Kendall out of her mind. She told herself she hated him, but at the same time...



From Hermione's Heart