The first thing I did when we met at his house was pulling my pants and my panties down to my ankles. I told him to "spank me and then f**k me like the b*tch I was". Naturally he did as I told him. It delighted him. The same way the teacher and the boys were delighted to see my naked butt. I liked it too. I liked to experience the feelings of humiliation, shame, rage and arousal all over again. I liked being treated like nothing but an object. As I walked towards “the woodshed”, I totally understood the feeling of those who had to go get a switch for their own whoopin’ must’ve had. Each step bringing you closer to pain and possibly tears. After the long walk, I opened the door to our room/the woodshed and there she was in our big lounge chair. Legs crossed. Dangling one of her sandals. “Bring it here.” She sternly stated. I handed it to her and she looked again at it as if seeing it for the first time. This is really a nice switch my love. I’m going to enjoy tanning your hide with it. I kneeled down in front of her and she told me to only look at her feet and sandals. I did as instructed as she recanted all the reasons she was about to spank me. From my attitude, to my behavior, to some missed chores. It feels strange if you have never experienced it before, you know, being naked in public. It probably had already happened to me before that day, when I was just a toddler I guess, but I don't remember it. When you're this young you may not think too much about it. When you're older and more aware of things you feel so... Helpless I guess... Well, I felt helpless anyway...Typing is getting hard for me right now... I know that there's little chance of me getting recognized, I know that I don't have to actually utter a word, but it's still just so hard for me to put it down... Wuyts, E., et al. (2020). Between pleasure and pain: A pilot study on the biological mechanisms associated with BDSM interactions in dominants and submissives [Abstract].

Sometimes my daddy lets my younger brother holdmy pussy lips open formy crotch spanking. He says it's good for my brother to learn theright way to discipline girls so that when he grows up he'll be agood daddy. I also get my breasts slapped-my daddy says it's good forfemales to get their breasts slapped and every night mommy gets thesame punishment. Placed Over My Knees: After, what I feel is a sufficient time for you to reflect upon your misbehavior, and, for any questions that you might have, Little Miss High and Mighty, I will take you by the hand, or by your ear, and, guide you over to the chair, and over my knees. For you to become defiant, and/or rebellious will only add to your discipline. There will be plenty of time for your struggling, cursing, and expressions of outrageous indignation while you are being held firmly across my lap and as I spank your lovely bottom until you cannot sit down comfortably. She's required to keep her crotch bare - completely without hair -and I find this makes the area more tender and hence makes the beltvery effective. At first, Penny thought, it could be Laywoman Lawson, known as Michelle – a very similar size and shape, but no, the voice was not quite right to be her.Tasha meanwhile was lost in an ecstatic bliss – her bottom stung like crazy. When at last the business finished she asked her mentor a special favour which touched Penny to the core: “Gosh, your spanking hand is tip top shape these days. Are my cheeks red, they feel that way, but are behind so cannot see” :

Drinks in hand, Emily and I began meeting people. We didn't talk about spanking, not until much later. But just being around them, being out, was liberating. These were people like me, who in this post-50 Shades era, had nothing in common with the vanilla couples toying with handcuffs and blindfolds, making up safe words and buying heart-shaped paddles. These people were true aficionados, who'd wielded (and felt) those paddles, as well as hairbrushes, floggers and straps, for years. They knew that the technique for caning is different from the one you use to crop. They knew about role play, "domestic discipline" and aftercare. And their spanking implements weren't heart-shaped, because these people weren’t just playing at it, they were hard-wired like me. The evening seemed secretive and subversive, in an exciting way, and I asked several people if they thought that spanking might be the next thing out of the closet. Hello everyone I’m another husband who’s wife is a firm believer in spanking a naughty boy on a school theme as she insists I wear a school uniform shorts included she loves being the firm ,strict headmistress and has a mortar board and gown her motto reads “well my boy if you act like a spoilt graft you will be spanked like one.At no point did the encounter become overtly sexual, although I sensed Leanne did want to touch me more intimately. But somehow I didn’t want that at all – I just loved the attention to my bottom and the heady mix of my hot, well-spanked cheeks with the cool, aromatic cream. It was delicious, and I could have stayed there like that all night. Blood vessels rise up like goose bumps when you spank the ass,” he explains. “Rubbing in between relaxes them and avoids bruising so the spanking can last longer.” I relate. As a man, though, it's a little different -- we're not supposed to hurt women, we're supposed to protect them. I've never hit a woman in my life, and abhor those who do, including those who emotionally abuse their partners. That's the essence of my shame, deepened by the impossibility of trying to explain it to someone who is not a spanko, someone who isn't wired to understand. As Keenan said: A 2019 study looked at how Canadian university students thought about BDSM practices, with 60% of male participants and 31% of female participants having positive thoughts about whipping or spanking. Where can a person learn more about spanking therapy?

It is still a little more pliable than I had hoped but that only serves it well in dishing out pain. The magic formula of weight + dense + pliable = a very painful spanking implement, is very evident in this switch. It also transpired that it was the custom to hand out one, five or ten dollar bills to the birthday spankee – which was something else I didn’t know about. I was super-embarrassed to contemplate an actual spanking, but also pretty eager to collect some birthday dollars – this was a new twist to the story. Aunt Peggy saw my dazed grin, and said: “It’s up to you – no spanking, no loot honey-bun! Your choice!” If I ever complain that nothing happens to my brother, I get aweek of special nightly discipline sessions, so I've learned to notcomplain. My dad says he's even going to let my brother give me myspankings one day soon. I think it's embarassing. The next day, I felt very sheepish – what had happened there last night, I wondered? However, everyone else was normal and cheerful. Leanne hugged and patted me, and Charlotte told me how much she liked my ‘cute little English bottom’. Aunt Peggy laughed and agreed. “He’s got a bottom made for spanking. It’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it!” She hushed everybody and announced: “OK people. It’s time for the ceremony – the birthday boy has agreed to have his birthday spanking!” There were cheers, whoops and applause, and I got a huge adrenalin rush. I caught sight of several women rubbing their hands together gleefully in anticipation, but my discomfort was softened by the sherry.Peggy and Donald told me that they’d spanked all their kids growing up, and that they’d all turned out fine. They were amazed that my parents didn’t spank me, and surprised that we didn’t have to take our trousers down for the cane at school. In the Grand Rapids Bible Belt, it was pants down for a spanking, whether at home or at school.