Spanko Brunch 2.0 #291

Come on in! It's good to see you again. Today we are going to discuss a topic suggested by my dear friend and fellow spankee, Red.

Have you, over time, developed a tolerance for more severe spankings? Has your bottom toughened by being spanked, so that what was a strong spanking fifteen years ago is inconsequential now? 

I'd love to hear your thoughts, so please leave your reply as a comment. Once everyone has had a chance to speak, I will publish an edited summary of our discussion.

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KDPierre: Hilda found it hilarious that the title of her new book was merely a euphemism for all the various techniques one may use in “having their pipes cleaned”.

Barrel: Hilda especially liked the pictures of plumbers, bent over, doing their work. Those boys were forever exposing ample portions of their derrieres, and there it was, the telltale mark of the cane.

Anon: Hilda's husband was about to demonstrate to Hilda how unfunny it can be when your husband sends you to fetch the plumbing book and a wrench so he can repair the outdoor spigot before the hose bursts. When he walked on to the porch, soaking wet, Hilda knew she was in trouble, dropped the book, and headed for the door, saying, "I'll go get that wrench for you." But her husband was quicker than she was, and he caught her before she had a chance to get inside. He dragged her back to the chair, deposited her across his lap, slid her nighty up to her waist, picked up the book, and applied it to her ample bottom until it was as red as the cushion. When he was finished paddling Hilda, he rolled her off his lap and handed her the book, saying, "I'll get the wrench myself. You can just sit yourself down here and go back to reading. By the way, I think this is a very fine book ... very handy to have around. I do hope you enjoy it as much as I just did!"

Prefectdt: Hilda found it hilarious, when she found out that 'Stop Cock' had not meant what she thought that it meant, for all those years.

Wendel: “Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha – plumber’s helper!”


Hermione: Hilda found the section on how to use a stop cock key especially entertaining.

That was fun! For more fun and games, please stay for brunch; it's almost ready.

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Our dear  friend Hilda is having a laugh over a self-help book. But will she soon need help of a different sort?

Complete the caption (go on, you know you want to) and I'll publish your submissions on Saturday.

Is Catherine Kinky?

Ron and I have recently discovered the renowned British author, Catherine Cookson, and have been enjoying some of her many novels set in the north of England. The stories are usually about people suffering hardship, and there is always a tragedy or two. You can be sure that one of the characters will be named Kate, after the woman Cookson grew up believing was her older sister, but who was actually her mother. Alas, except for the odd slap on the bottom or the threat of a "skelping", I have found nothing remotely kinky enough to blog about.

Until, that is, I finished the second book in the Mallen trilogy, and read a short description of another of her books entitled The Whip. Here is the synopsis:

Emma Molinero's dying father, a circus performer, had sent his beloved daughter to live with an unknown grandmother, not realizing that he had sentenced her to a life of misery.

But the graceful Emma, mistrusted by the local people for her beauty and her "foreign blood", nevertheless became a woman who mystified and fascinated men because of her fiery independence and her skill at performing with the whip—her father's only legacies.

That sounds rather intriguing. Perhaps she becomes a domme. Then I looked at the extensive list of Cookson novels. (I have printed them all onto a sheet of paper that I carry with me, and check the list each time I see a novel in a used book shop, so that I don't buy a duplicate.) These titles might possibly be indicators of kinky fun.

• Slinky Jane
• The Glass Virgin
• The Invisible Cord
• The Man who Cried
• The Black Candle
• The House of Women
• Justice is a Woman
• A Ruthless Need
• The Year of the Virgins
• The Branded Man
• The Obsession
• The Bondage of Love

Or maybe not. I'll have to read the stories and find out.

Recap: Spanko Brunch 2.0 for August 4

Have you become more comfortable about revealing your enjoyment of spanking to others as a result of discussing it on blogs like this one?

Jack: Knowing others are spanked, especially males, does make it easier. A neighbor down the street I did not know was spanked, only found out when he asked if I had trouble sitting and told him. He then opened up. It seems the women know more than the men, found this from church, worked hard not to squirm, and after church some women will smile at me, or some will tell my wife, wish I could.  So yes it is easier to an extent to talk about it.

Wendel: Not really. It is between the Misses and myself.

Roz: This is a great question. Spanking has always been just between us. I don't know I would ever really be comfortable sharing with others.

Yorkie: Maybe a tiny bit but I doubt we'll ever out ourselves intentionally.

Simon: Having had bad experiences in the past I'm very careful who I Tell about my passion for spanking and being spanked. That is why I enjoy blogs and Twitter because it enables me to join in with other likeminded people. I know I'm very unlikely to met most of them although I have met a couple of bloggers and Twitter users and been delighted to find that they are just as pleasant in real life as I imagined from reading their stuff.

Prefectdt: I have to admit that this question freaked me out a bit, when I read it, as it was closely related to a phone call, that I made only last week. I discovered that someone that use to be my uncle (until he and my auntie divorced) had died. I then phoned my cousin, to express my condolences. My cousin and I were both born in the same year and spent much time together as children, even going on holiday together and we used to be very good friends. I came out, as a spanko, to my family, friends and work colleagues in 2014 but still find that I have to keep coming out as I meet people who do not know about me. My cousin turned out to be one of these people. As we chatted (for the first time in years) the conversation turned to relationships and it went something like this.

Me- I am a spanko, you know
Him- No what's that
Me- A corporal punishment role player
Him- Still no idea
Me- Well you know what BDSM is
Him- Not a clue
Me- You're kidding me!

At this point I realised that I could not explain it to him over the phone. I then told him the name of my blog and asked him to Google it and have a look at that, in hopes that that would help him understand what kind of life I lead. He did Whatsapp me back later and said that the blog looks fun.
In this way the blog has helped me to come out a bit more than I was before. I hope that my cousin is OK with it all. His opinion matters to me.


KDPierre: Rosa and I are nearly totally open, but the decision was made due to our life philosophies and had nothing to do with having or reading a blog. It's actually the reverse; being open in real life led to revealing things in my blog, not the other way around.

And ironically, after having been 'open' with my blog for years, I am now going to make the blog private. We'll still be open in real life though!

Red: I am very open to meeting other spanking couples socially. It is irrelevant whether the man is spanked or the woman, or both.

With TTWD bloggers, you can tell quite a bit about how nice and friendly people are by what they write, and comments they leave around the TTWD blog world.

Meeting would not involve spanking, simply a comfort level that you can talk (including talking about spanking) and share good times, avoiding all politics and religion.

I am a dreamer, so I still hope to meet Hermione and Ron someday in the future, besides other couples.

One last point is that many of us somewhat exaggerate the level of a spanking given, and that might be offputting for some. However, bottoms toughen by being spanked, so what a strong spanking was fifteen years ago, is inconsequential now. (That has been my experience).

Hmmm, that sounds like a great brunch topic. Thanks, Red!

Hank: The big reveal came last holiday season when my son (24) shared with me that his wife was spanking him. He then asked did mom spank me. We both laughed and the ice was broken.

Hermione: Since I retired from a nine to five office job I am less worried about what people might think if they read my blog or knew about our spanking habits. In the case of the firemen, I wasn't too concerned since it was an emergency and they were professionals as well as strangers I would probably never see again. But  Istill wouldn't confess to a friend or acquaintance unless there was a good reason to.

Thank you all for a great discussion!

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #290

Welcome, dear friends, to our weekly brunch. I'm so glad you could join us today. Recently I received an email from regular reader Barrel about my What did they see? post. Here's what he wrote:

I think that which we share in your blog every week is helping us, ever closer, to being “out”. And if not completely “out”, maybe more comfortable if someone were to find out, as the firefighters may have, how comfortable or confident are we with others knowing?

What do you think?

Have you become even slightly more comfortable about revealing your enjoyment of spanking to others as a result of being able to "talk" about it via blogs?

I'd love to hear your response, so please leave it as a comment. You may remain anonymous. Once everyone has had a chance to speak, I'll publish an edited summary of our discussion.

Friday FUN

Ron and I went to Walmart yesterday, just to look around, and as usual we saw several Walmartians doing their shopping. Ron later sent me a funny story  to share with you.

Yesterday I was buying 2 large bags of Purina dog chow at Walmart, for my dogs Winston, Chief, Gus, and Maximus. I was about to check out when a woman behind me asked if I had a dog. Did she think, that I had an elephant? Since I had little else to do, on impulse, I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, and that I was starting the Purina Diet again, although I probably shouldn't because I ended up in the hospital last time. On the bright side though, I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of every hole in my body and IVs in both arms.

I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was enthralled with my story by now.)

Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food had poisoned me. I told her no; I had stopped in the middle of the parking lot to lick my butt and a car hit me.

I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was laughing so hard!

Walmart won't let me shop there anymore.

Have a great weekend!