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A reader sent me a link to the question of the week blog. He noted how different the views of the commenters were from the content on OBB. (OK, I know the content here is all over the place, but it’s always about spanking is fun and erotic and never about punishment) 

The question:

Are spankees defiant, bratty or recalcitrant initially, throughout, or until the discipline sinks in? Or are they apologetic and remorseful from the outset?

Around here we are damn happy to get spanked. Never defiant, apologetic or remorseful.

How to get spanked around here. Ask How about a spanking?

I am going to bind and blindfold you and then paddle your caboose.

I am going to take you into the closet and use a belt on you.

Anyway, you decide. https://hermionesheart.blogspot.com/2024/07/spanko-brunch-20-550.html

I think this picture tells my story. There are few pictures like it.

I am rigid, before, during and after a padding. Bacall is just as excited, but not visually so.

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Photo as seen on Spanked Hortic

You can find diagrams illustrating where to spank. I have not seen any that advocate spanking the thighs. Are thighs considered sacred and off-limits?

Thighs are without doubt more sensitive than the bottom. It does not take much to produce a sting that will last much longer than several strikes to the bottom.  

We came to love giving each other a thigh fry. It was Bacall who came up with the idea. She saw a wooden batten abandoned on the grounds of our sailing club. [Battens are used to stiffen the leach of a sail] This one was about 14 inches long, an inch wide and a 1/4 inch thick. She picked it up to take home. It lay on a table in the garage for a time. As we passed by it one day said it would be excellent for spanking her inner thighs. This was the first I knew of her desire for that.

Soon she was on her back on the bed with her knees up and legs spread. I tentatively applied the batten to her lower thighs. She said she wanted it close to her most sensitive parts and harder. I followed her instructions. She was visibly turned on. I tapped her pussy with it and she squirmed and twitched. Hot damn this was a keeper.

She liked it on her inner thighs. I liked it on the front and back of my thighs. While standing, I would hold one leg up so she could land a lick straight down. [Protecting my dick from being hit] After 10 on the front and another 10 on the back, the sting was delightful. Then it was time for my paddling.

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For Openers

It’s her final move that sets men and women apart

I crushed on Kelly

Such a naughty girl

What you would have liked to have seen in the seventh grade

Bacall had a Persian Slave Princess outfit. She likes this one better.

Emma Watson

Home from an evening out, she is expecting something

I’ll bet she gets it

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For Openers

Some days I would not mind returning to the less complicated times of 1955

Practicing Assuming the Position

Big Pearls

She will never forget her first time

I regret I never thought of building one like this. Dual purpose.

Simplicity – it might be daunting to enter and exit

I always had a thing for chain mail

The paddle could be for her or him or both. You decide

Did you crush on her too?

I bowled at 2am, but we never had this

Fun in the stacks

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This a follow on post to the Granny Panty post last week. Bacall always likes to start her spanking in panties.

Bacall’s fav position – knelling on a couch.

See through panties at a friends home

The Needles District at Canyonlands NP. She is as colorful as the rocks.

Bendover Rock at the Alabama Hills in California

Here’s the naughty girl bent over the couch in our RV. This and the next two I found on a bdsmlr site with no watermark and the year it was taken. I was very careless.

Merry Christmas

A friend’s paddle used on Bacall’s spanking slip in some motel in Florida before I got fat.

Not Bacall

Complete Bliss

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I thought Tuesday’s post was pretty good. Got one comment. I’m not feeling the love. Maybe I will get in the mood to post Friday?

What’s wrong with granny panties? I would not like a steady diet of them. But, once in awhile is fine. Whenever I spanked a woman for the first time, I tried to imagine what she was telling me with her choice of panties.

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Being spanked as a kid did not mean you would embrace spanking as an adult. Plenty of spanko’s were never spanked or even saw a spanking. But most of us had some experiences. This reader shares his with us.
My grade school experiences started in first grade when we were all called to an assembly. This was grades 1-6.  The principal got up in front of the whole school and produced a paddle. I remember it like it was yesterday.  I don’t remember her words but I remember the gesture of holding it up for all to see, and everyone reacting.
In second grade, one of the students had been talking during class and the teacher, who was one of the younger ones, took him to the back of the room and quietly sat down with the paddle on the desk and scolded him for misbehaving telling him that she was sorry she had to punish him but he had earned it. I remember it felt like it lasted forever, and then she told him to get up and stand in front of her and she gave him 5 swats, right there in class.   I remember it felt “funny” to watch it.  I was scared, but there was something else going on I was only able to identify decades later. It was a very clear moment in my memory.
Lastly in 5th grade (I think I mentioned this earlier in a post on the old site), I was paddled in front of the class for talking. I was required to walk to the classroom next door and ask the teacher for the paddle and bring it back. To be honest, I don’t remember how many swats there were, I  just remember being mortified and scared. I remember afterward, when I took my seat, my bottom felt warm, not sore. I  thought to myself,  “Okay, that wasn’t so bad”
Funny twist on fate, that same teacher lived nearby and after she retired, I delivered her papers, and cut her grass for years until she passed. The spanking was never mentioned.
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This happened to me
A Spanko at 14

Our 14 yo daughter invited a gf to go to the beach with us. When we picked her up there was a delay in her coming to our car. Her Mom came out with her and apologized and confided that she had to spank her for back-talking. After we were on the road the girl told us that her Mom had packed her hairbrush in her bag and we should use it if she acted up. WHAT!

As we were getting the bags in the condo, she put hers in a hall closet. She bent over to get something out of the bag and her short sun dress exposed her bare cheeks which still showed her mom’s efforts. And there on top of her clothes was the hairbrush.

I said nothing, but I was positive sure she was showing off her HS fanny to see what I would do.

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I made a bet in 7th grade with a girl I had a crush on during science class.(she was a little crushing too)  We were of course egged on a little by our table mates.  Anyway, the basic parameters were that the loser had to get paddled by her math teacher (a woman known to swing a mean paddle made from a cut-off goalie stick.  Long story short after a series of double or nothings it was determined that we both lost and hence had to submit to said paddling.   We agreed to meet in the teacher’s room after school as she had her for her last class.  I made it to the teacher’s room after school.  As I was walking in  She was walking out.  I asked her if she had taken her paddling (big mistake)  she said yes and left.  I walked in and asked for the paddling I was dude.  The teacher gladly accepted my request and gave me 5 increasingly harder swats.  As I was leaving the teacher asked me what caused me to make my request as I did not have her as a teacher.  I told her the story of the bet and the mutual agreement.   Well 2 days later in Science class as I was sitting at the table a number of kids came in and gave me a high five when I asked what was up they stated  Jill would tell me.  Shortly in walked Jill and she was steamed, apparently she had lied and when I confessed to the teacher the teacher was upset to have been put in the middle and the fact that Jill had lied and allowed me to take the swats.  So the next day at the end of class she called Jill up to the front of class reviewed the bet and the agreement and informed her I had taken my paddling and now was her turn.  She proceeded to lay into her  5 very hard very firm swats  Jill was not happy about it,  Needless to say, it took a few more weeks before I was able to convince Jill to go to the movies with me…Was the start of a nice Jr High/High school relationship that would grow to include mutual spankings

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A few people give parties, most are goers. Some goers are wall flowers, never drawing attention to themselves.

Most men that are interested in spanking, have never spanked. It reminds me of the lyrics Robert Hunter wrote 55 years ago.

Most of the cats that you meet on the streets speak of true love,
Most of the time they’re sittin’ and cryin’ at home.
One of these days they know they better get goin’
Out of the door and down on the streets all alone.

Truckin’, like the do-dah man.
Once told me “You’ve got to play your hand”
Sometimes your cards ain’t worth a dime if you don’t lay’em down.

Many come to OBB as ghosts. Too timid to engage. I would like to encourage them to step out of their shell. To not fear being outed. I don’t know of a single word I could say to put them on the path to freedom.

I have seen them at commercial parties lurking in the shadows.

It was easy for me to be out. My impulse driven personality allowed me to drive through walls on a whim. It was easy for me to say to a woman “You look like you need a good spanking”. Her reaction was never negative. Not one time. I might not spank her, but she would agree she did need to be spanked and laugh. It might not be me that would spank her. Or maybe it just was not going to happen right then.

You have to start somewhere. Asking a girl to dance when I was 16 was terrifying. Asking a girl if she wanted a spanking at 22 was natural.

Being Outed

Most spanko’s are terrified of being outed. Have you ever been outed? Do you know anyone who was outed? Not rumors, someone you know. I’ll bet you have not known anyone who was outed.

We know of one instance. Us.

Tom was an original member of our spanking group. He lived in our city. He was a deputy sheriff and an all-around good guy.

A year goes by and a gal from Nashville, Kathy, joins our group. She was about 35 and a switch. We invited her to our home for a spanking weekend. It went OK, but I judged her to be a spanking newbie.

Kathy bent over my desk

She told us that she had been married twice (or was it three times) and they all died. They were all civil service, so there was a life insurance pay out and a survivor’s pension. What do you think the odds of losing 2 or 3 husbands in a decade would be?

Tom was also a switch, so he was all over her. That was the last we saw of Kathy. She got a man, got married, and was done with the group. So Tom was another civil service employee she had married. We figured Tom was a goner.

Maybe since she had told us about her prior marriages, she did not kill him, but instead filed for divorce within a year. She told Tom’s daughter all about the spanking going ons.

Here’s where we come in. Tom got the most vicious divorce attorney in the city, Wendy, who was married to Bacall’s business partner. We were at some soirée and Wendy corralled us into a conversation. That was unusual as Wendy was a Brahmin and we were below her social standing. She went on and on about this divorce she was handling. Details that should never have been revealed. Suddenly she started in about Tom knowing D and D. [I am using our initials] It was D and D this and D and D that. Never letting on that she knew it was us. I am sure she told that story a few times with a smug expression.

What happened? Not a damn thing, except Kathy did not get a nickel.

That’s the only outing I know of.