Recap: Spanko Brunch 2.0 for February 13

Would you ever consider making videos of your spankings available to the public?

Roz: No, not something I would do. Spanking to us is something we do privately, not in front of others or to be shown to others. 

Loki_Darksong: Yes both I and my wife would be interested in doing this as a means of an additional source of income.

I will point out that this is not exactly something new. Spanking couples and partnerships have been doing this since the VHS era and then since the early days of the internet. A number of spanking video productions, many of you know either by friendship or by reputation, started out this way so there shouldn't be an issue for those who do choose to do this currently.

Bonnie: We subscribed to various spanko content providers over the years and we may again. We have no desire to supplement our income in this way. Anything I offer here will always be free. We have some video, but it's just for us and has little if any commercial value.

Baxter: Why subscribe when you can simply go to spankingtube.com and see all types of spanking for free? 

Fondles: I would just watch free spanking videos. And no, I wouldn't publish it on a media platform, no matter HOW much money it paid.

Jack: My wife response is, my spankings are not for entertainment, but to correct a naughty little boy. A few have seen him being spanked, but that is as far as it will go. 

Rosco: Irene and I watch various spanking videos from time to time, but mostly we’ve been underwhelmed. She mentioned we could do a better job, but we’re both too shy, we don’t need the money, and it would embarrass our kids to no end.

I do think often about plots that would work for me. I’d like a little bit of a story that’s remotely plausible.

Ronnie: There are a lot of free spanking videos you can watch (not sure of the quality though) so no, I wouldn't subscribe and definitely not publish it on any media platform.

Spanky53: I wouldn't post for pay. I did post videos and photos when I had my blog and I do have some up on Fetlife. Since I have taught a host of classes for local dungeons and privately they have been a little bit of a calling card for people looking to add spanking and impact play in their lives.

Morningstar: I never watch spanking videos - shrug - they leave me cold to be honest.

As for posting a video of me getting spanked for money?? OMG NO! I was videotaped once and the facial expressions I make are awful...... OMG! just NO ! I don't care how much they would/could bring in.

Bernie: Really no. Spankings are, in my view, very private, intimate experiences. I wouldn't want to intrude on yours, nor would I want to share ours.

Prefectdt: If the opportunity arose now, I don't think so. If this was possible in my younger days, I think that I would very tempted. Less body image issues back then. :)

Graham: Not interested in posting but happy that others do...some are very well done. :-)

Have been spanked in public at spanking parties but otherwise it's all quite private, as with most of the comments above.

Barrel: LOL, like somebody would pay to watch us oldies in a session!?!? I have recorded one of ours on my phone to see what it was like, and I can honestly say, it was a non starter. So, nope. Good thing we don’t need the income.

Alice: Definitely not, I'm a very private person and spanking for me is an intimate experience. I have no interest in viewing spankings either, though I enjoy reading about them.

Wendel: Nope. Not something we would do. The Misses’ fanny is mine to see and spank and she feels the same about mine. We will spank outdoors when hiking but those take place in spots where it is unlikely anyone would ever see. 

KDPierre: Watching videos can be as painful as a spanking itself. I prefer still photos or artwork. The money aspect also leaves an off taste in my mouth. 

If I did I would only do so with fun/sexy spankings and never punishments because that would ruin the whole point of them. But as such, I wouldn't charge because if the spankings shared were only of a more play/sexy bent, I'd feel like a prostitute charging for sex. In fact, since so many people who comment have insisted that spankings are always sexual (not something I believe however) I'd be curious as to whether

As for viewing? I prefer still photos or artwork. Videos rarely appeal to me unless there's some aspect to it that makes it 'different'. 

Hermione: Thankfully, that will never happen. We don't have the technology, nor do we need the money. Our spankings are private. As for watching videos, I really don't care for them. I prefer reading about them.

And that's it for another week. Stay safe!

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #422

It's Superbowl weekend, and Valentine's Day is just around the corner. Let's take time out and discuss this topic suggested by our good friend Bonnie. 

Some spanko couples are now offering live video streams of their spanking sessions on a subscription basis. Is this service of interest to you? Would you ever consider doing this to supplement your income?

Please leave your response as a comment. You may remain anonymous if you wish. Once everyone has had a chance to join in the discussion, I will publish an edited summary of our conversation.

In the Office Kitchen

Ron and I are still isolating, so we don't need to worry about anyone stealing our lunch. But for those of you who are back at the office, here are some clever ways to ward off fridge thieves. 

 

Sandwich bags printed with mold.

I wouldn't touch those with a ten-foot baguette.

From the Top Shelf - The Lights

GeorgieC has written another story and has kindly allowed me to publish it here. If you like school discipline stories, this one's for you. If you don't, then scroll down to read something else.

THE LIGHTS

There were two girls already standing outside the door when she arrived.  The light glowed red, telling everyone to wait while some poor miscreant was being dealt with behind the closed door.  The sound of a slipper regularly and rhythmically meeting its target drifted through the door.  The noise stopped abruptly, and after a couple of moments the door opened.

The light turned to amber – wait in readiness – as the door swung to and a lad rushed out, rosy cheeked.  The rosy cheeks were not just on his face, as he almost ran down the corridor clutching his nether regions, seeking some cooling relief in a sink full of water in the boys' toilets.

"Oh God" said the girl at the front of the queue looking back at her companions.  "I've never had it before.  I'm scared."

The new arrival, we'll call her Hazel for the good reason that was her name, smiled gently at the girl.

"It's your first time?  It won't be too bad.  He doesn't go too bad on first timers"

She remembered her first time.  Something to do with messing about in class, if she remembered right.  It was such a long time ago.  A lot of water under the bridge since then.  The classroom teacher had enough and sent her to the Head.  In retrospect she realised that he would have preferred to deal with her himself, but wasn't allowed.  He was like that. He probably got a thrill just sending girls along.  He sometimes asked them with a smirk when they came back what they had got.

But off she went to the Head's office.  She too had felt trepidation about the unknown.  The trembling wait outside, the wait to see the light turn green.  And then in to face her fate.

He had been more understanding than she had expected.  He seemed to understand that girls would be girls, that messing about was part and parcel of school life.  But also that it cannot be tolerated and she would have to pay a penalty.

She was directed to his desk and told to lean right across it, her arms stretched out in front of her as far as she could reach.  Out of the corner of her eye she saw him extract his slipper from the drawer.  He walked round behind her, and with just the gentlest touch, he smoothed down her skirt. Just a gentle stroke, flattening out the creases. And perhaps just lightly checking there was no added protection. And then the first whack arrived.

She remembered how it took her breath away, and how the second and third arrived in quick succession.  And then that was it.  All over, stand up, and back to class.  First time offence dealt with.  It stung of course, and she had squirmed a bit when she tried to sit down back at her desk.  But it wasn't going to be life-changing.

The light turned green, and the first-timer girl at the front stepped inside and closed the door behind her.  Red now glowed brightly.  The "someone's getting it" light as it was known.
Vaguely muffled conversation could be heard, then a pause, then the sound of three solid whacks were heard.  And then again silence.

The door suddenly opened, and the girl exited rapidly, tears streaming down her face, firmly clutching her behind with both hands.  She too raced down the corridor, seeking solace in a sink of cooling water, but this time in the girls' toilets.  The light showed amber again.  They waited.

The girl in front of Hazel looked back at her.

"Wish it was my first time.  This is my fourth.  He's not quite so understanding after the first, is he?"

Hazel forced a little smile.  After that first episode she had been "dealt with" a number of times since.  Messing about, talking, smoking, a spot of truancy, missed homeworks, fighting, cheek to teachers … it was quite a litany. Certainly more than four.  Significantly more than four.
 
And after the first time the punishment was more severe.  As her comrade in front of her had said, it was less understanding.

Enter the study through the door, and those unfortunates outside awaiting their fate, both boys and girls, would see the light change from amber to red.  The pattern was a constant one.  A lecture pointing out why whatever behaviour it had been was unacceptable.  How he had hoped that she would have learned to behave better, but as she hadn't then she would have to face the consequences.

She learned the routine quickly.  In fact she always thought that maybe he could cut out the lecture and just jump straight to the action.  It would save a lot of time.

Over to the desk, but this time she hitched her skirt right up displaying her regulation white knickers to the Headmaster's gaze.  She was 100% sure that was what he wanted.  It wasn't now a matter of discipline. There were very few in the school who remained as "first timers".   

She wasn't sure what happened to the boys, but she was certain it wasn't pleasant.  But he had probably put his slipper across the knickers of pretty well every girl in the school over the years.  And while we use the word "pretty" in that context, it had been noted that pretty girls seemed to get the whacks far more frequently.  Hazel, in case I hadn't mentioned, was very pretty.

So, bend over the desk again, reach right out and look forward as he looked down on the knicker-clad bottom, and then six of the very best stingers on the bum.  She had at one time tried wearing thicker and fuller pants when she knew she was in for a whacking, but it only served to piss him off a bit and make him hit harder, so she abandoned that tactic.  He seemed to appreciate the gesture with slightly more controlled and less vigorous strokes.  Although the process took a little longer.

The light turned green and the girl in front took a deep breath, summoned up her courage, and went in.  The light glowed red again.

Hazel was now alone in the corridor with her thoughts.  All was silent except for the muffled conversation coming through the door.  The words "lift your skirt right up and bend over the desk" drifted on the breeze.  And then the rhythmic sound started again.  More measured than those given to the first-timer.  Not so rushed.  A slow rhythmic whack that reached a count of six and then stopped abruptly.

Another short pause and the door opened.  The girl appeared.  She was obviously more experienced than the previous two, and she just walked out sedately down the corridor as though she had just handed in a letter.  There was no trace of anguish.  No strangeness to the walk.  No hands clutching her rear.  She managed to maintain her dignity through the obvious discomfort.

Hazel studied the amber light.

Every time had been the same up to now.  Skirt up, over the desk, then six of the very best with that minimal protection.  And when he's finished doing what he had to do, and she had to wait a moment or two still bent over and exposed while he put his slipper away and walked around behind you again, stand up, push your skirt back down, and get out.  Every time.  Until last time.

Because when she stood up last time the Headmaster had a dire warning for her.  He had got "sick of seeing your face in my office".  She remembered he had said those exact words, because it occurred to her that it wasn't her face he usually saw.  She was wise enough not to say anything though.  But never mind.  He was sick of her repeated attendance in his office.  So he had issued a stern warning.

He made it abundantly clear what would happen if she ever found herself here again.  He was absolutely detailed in the consequences of continued bad behaviour.  She was left in no doubt.

But, despite the warning, here she was again.  Smoking may not be literally the death of her at the moment, but it certainly was a big challenge to her well-being.  A trap of her own making she fell into time and time again.  And she had fallen into the trap yet again.

So here she was and she knew that she was in big trouble now.  But she had no option but to accept her fate.

She was just going to have to grin and bear it.

Well, she may not actually grin.  In fact, she knows it certainly is not going to be a grinning matter.

But she knew that this time she was certainly going to have to bear it.  Well, actually to be literally correct, she was going not just to bear it, but to bare it. Big knickers or small briefs were not going to have any part to play in the tragedy about to be performed.  She was going to have to bare it completely in front of him.  He had made that quite clear.

This time they will have to come down, right down, down to her knees, and she knew when she bent over the desk and reached out that it's going to really sting like never before.

The light turned green.

With a sigh, she entered the study, closed the door, the light turned red and, dear reader, as promised she had to bare it.  With no sign of a grin.

Recap: Spanko Brunch 2.0 for February 6

This week we discussed punishment spankings, and here's what you said:

Anon 1: For me Punishment is the correction for wrongdoing.

To punish me, the spanker must correct me by spanking or paddling past the point that I want it to stop. It isn't punishment if it is enjoyable. It must hurt.

I don't feel I've been corrected unless I am required to accept the punishment well past that point. If I'm not begging for the punishment to end it's still warm up.

Jean Marie: First of all, may I say that I LOVE your weekly brunch & its thought-provoking questions! Thanks for the umpteenth time!

Upon reflection, I've gotten playful spankings that got serious over something that unexpectedly occurred, got prolonged, and became quite painful. Conversely, I've been told that I was in for a hard punishment, and our mutual passion subverted it after just a short while into pure pleasure.

For me, I think it is totally the mindset of my Top at the time. If HE thinks it's punishment, he may choose to use wooden implements (which I hate), choose to lecture between swats, choose to make those swats harder or last longer to push my limits, choose to put me in the corner afterward (which I hate), choose to postpone reconciling lovemaking (which hurts my soul).

An impartial observer would probably have a difficult time sometimes telling whether I'm getting played with or punished; it all might be seen as "full of sound and fury, signifying" everything.

Bonnie: For me, a punishment spanking is far more about what's happening in my head than what my husband is doing to my bottom. It hurts a lot, as well it should, but the punishment aspect is mental. I envision myself as the bad girl who has misbehaved once too often and now faces my long overdue comeuppance in the form of painful corporal punishment administered forcefully upon my bare bottom. He can heighten these feelings through lectures ("Aren't you ashamed..."), lack of warm up, rapid fire swats, corner time, and taking pictures while I hold the implement or a "Bad Girl" sign. His latest favorite is interviewing me on video after the spanking while I am seated on a hard wooden stool.

Roz: Spanking nowadays for us is purely for fun. However, when we had an active dynamic it was the mindset and emotions behind a spanking that distinguished a punishment from a fun spanking. There was always also a lecture.

Rich Person: Thanks again for these brunch topics. They are always informative.

I think Anon 1 is on the right track saying it needs to go past the point where the recipient wants it to stop. Until then, the pain is for the recipient. (It's what they want.) After that, it starts to punish the recipient.

The way to tell if it's punishment is whether the recipient changes their behavior, or at least tries to change. If it has whatever characteristics are necessary to change behavior, then it's punishment. If it doesn't do that, in fact, it can act as a reward.

So, when the pain gets to the point the recipient really wants it to stop, then it becomes a punishment. That can happen because of intensity, or duration, or various other factors, like the type of implement. Someone who likes and fantasizes about spankings might not like the switch, even if the pain itself isn't as intense.

It can also be more than a punishment. If it's more than necessary to change behavior, then it becomes sadistic for the person causing the pain. And, of course, it can go beyond that to abuse.

On the receiving end, I want to be safely within the realm of play or punishment, although I'd consider going further for someone I really cared for.

Ronnie: Mindset and emotions. The spanking is always hard and thorough and always a lecture throughout.

Prefectdt: All the suggestions in the question sound like good fun to me. I'm pretty convinced that if a DD situation, involving myself, was to work, spankings would have to be a reward, rather than a punishment.

Otherwise, a punishment spanking would have to involve something that I find hard to handle. Perhaps a hard, cold caning or a paddling with a large, American style school paddle. It would have to come in at a seriously hard swing for me to regard it as punishment rather than play.

Jack: My wife decides when I need a spanking, it could be for attitude, behavior, talking back to her. I have learned that when my wife sternly says you're getting a spanking I do as I am told. Bath brush, always, and depending on how 'naughty' I was I will have my pants and underpants pulled down.

Anon 2: I agree with Anon 1 that there should be not the slightest bit of enjoyment in a punishment spanking. Only thing to add is, a punishment spanking in this household ends when I've been reduced to an incoherent babbling, uncontrollably sobbing mass of tears.

Brett: I don't have a desire to be spanked. It is punishment because I don't want the pain and embarrassment of these consequences for bad behavior. My desire is for the regime under which spanking is used to support fair and effective discipline. The disciplinarian holds, to the most substantive possible degree, a parental authority. If we're compatible and have the trust necessary, then I will respect that authority and, however a punishment is administered, it's real because it's not my call. Getting no punishment is not a disappointment but a relief. A spanking doesn't require any particular implement, level of intensity, or other activities, but the choices made by the one in charge certainly shape the experience in more or less effective ways. The fulfillment in this is its mental and emotional impact, and the right disciplinarian makes for an exciting relationship.

KDPierre: It is definitely (as many others have confirmed) the mindset and emotions involved way more than altering the mechanics in any way. The people who spank me all do so fairly hard, even when playing, so for punishment, how much harder can one go before it's irresponsible or cruel? No, the thing the changes it for me and the other party is the reason, the feelings of hurt, anger, or guilt, and what the intention is for the action.

Barrel: For us, spanking is always a prelude to intimacy. However, we do punishment spankings when my wife wants to make a point with me about disrespectful behavior which is almost always due to stress.

Our punishment spankings always include being restrained to the point little movement is possible. A long strapping or whipping with the crop sets the tone. She will lecture me about my failures, emphasizing her points with thirty to fifty strokes, alternating between the strap and tawse. My wife is quite adept at backhand strokes and prefers to land lashes where the strap or tawse will wrap around, and into the curvy parts of my backside and top of my thighs. Several of these volleys will go on for 20 minutes. When she sees me sweating and panting, I am asked if I have learned anything. I nod as I am usually equipped with a breathable ball gag. Thereafter, she will conclude the session with several rounds with her two delrin canes, almost always finishing with the 1/4” whippy cane as she reinforces her points. She likes to leave deep welts that she inspects for the next several weeks, reminding me how and why I am wearing them.

It sounds intense because it is. I willing accept and sometimes even ask for it when I feel the need for the deep, emotional release. I am allowed to gather myself after being released and we hug. Intimacy concludes these sessions.

Great question, so Cheers!

Wendel: We do give spankings for misbehaving or doing something the other considers bad. For us spankings are meant to be fun and arousing. There are no lectures, corner time or other things that may take away from that fun and excitement. The most said is for the other to take down their pants for a spanking, maybe a comment during about how red their bottom is getting. 

Rosco: It wouldn’t be the same without the lecture. Sometimes Irene will assign corner time - often in a wooden chair in her dark closet.

She’s got a boxful of implements, mostly leather, and sometimes I’m not sure which she’s using.

Recently, Irene has started slapping my balls. It hurts like crazy but seems to cause erections. Go figure.

A.J.: "If you have a desire to be spanked, what constitutes punishment?"

If you HAVE a desire to be spanked, then it's not punishment.

I don't believe in punishment spankings. Must be the romantic within me!

Alice: For me it's completely to do with mindset. I've had a punishment spanking that wasn't particularly painful, but I had no desire to repeat it.

I was dreading it, embarrassed during it, relieved when it was over and yet aroused thinking back to it!

The ritual and formality of it make it different. Even though I enjoy spanking, I don't actually want to disappoint and the ritual of a punishment spanking sets things right. I'm inclined to mentally beat myself up when I feel bad about something, Punishment helps me to let go of that and trust someone else to decide what is needed.

An interesting topic, with a great variety of responses.

Doug: My wife does not believe in spanking for punishment. but she regularly spanks me quite hard with a wooden paddle, and, in truth, I welcome it.

Hermione: A punishment spanking is for a real transgression and is preceded by a stern lecture. The punishment is always bare-bottomed OTK, and it is harder, slower and longer than a regular fun or erotic spanking. That's the theory, anyway. In real life, we don't do punishment spankings because, as Ron says, I would enjoy them too much.

Fondles: As you may know we don't do the punishment type of spanking, but once in a while I welcome (and benefit from) a 'reset' spanking, a way to reconnect and settle back into that submissive mental space.

Thank you all for a great conversation. Corner time begins NOW!

Spanko Brunch 2.0 #421

Let's talk about spanking! Rich Person suggested that we discuss the punishment aspect, and I like his take on it.

If you have a desire to be spanked, what constitutes punishment? Is it the type of implement? The intensity? Something emotional or mental about the situation? The other activity that goes with the spanking, such as a lecture or corner time?

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

Farewell Cane-iac

Yesterday I found a distressing email in my inbox. Cane-iac, the online emporium of quality spanking implements and accessories, is closing. Over the years I have purchased many ouchy high-quality items from them and had planned to do so again. Here is their announcement.

AND NOW,
THE END IS NEAR
AND SO WE FACE
THE FINAL CURTAIN

Yes, you heard it correctly.  After years of selling a vast assortment of affordable spanking toys we will be closing our doors by the end of the year or sooner.

We are going to continue to sell some of our most popular items and even have some new items we will offer.  But over time we will start to reduce the inventory and eliminate offerings.

So, if you see something you want, got to have, can't live without, we suggest you get it.  It could be the last time you ever see it again.  Also keep watching your emails for special deals and important announcements.

Hurry on over to Cane-iac and check out their stock before it's too late.

Or maybe you'd be interested in taking over the business. I Just spotted this at the bottom of the email.

Who wants to own a Spanking Toy Company?

Are you creative and like dealing with people?  Enjoy working with wood, leather and other materials? Maybe Cane-Iac could be for you.   If you have an interest email:  CaneMaster@Cane-iac.com

Any takers? Ronnie?