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I need my birthday spanking
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My first wife Sharon - the mother of my daughter and the only one of my three wives who's still alive - is in the hospital. They think she's got lung cancer.
Like #2 (who also died from lung cancer) she's smoked cigarettes her entire life. Any prayers or good thoughts you can send our way are greatly appreciated.
And if you're still a smoker, you might want to think about quitting so no one has to post a request like this for you someday. Your loved ones will thank you.
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Come to me my darling girl for it's time to dance and sing
The otk boogie is a wonderful act initiated by the sting
So let me hold you over my knee and spank your tush to red
And then after we have our song and dance put my naughty girl to bed
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Down by the ocean, down in the surf.
Gargamel sat spanking a sassy little smurf.
Poor Smurfette, her hands stuck in the sand.
Azrael was pouting as his face he fanned.
For his whiskers were plucked on Gargamel's command.
To make a birch, Oh it was grand!
As waves broke upon the beach and crested her thigh.
Down came the birch intent to make her cry.
Smurfette's howls put Azrael to shame.
After all, it's his whiskers that were to blame.
Thankfully Papa Smurf heard the commotion.
Without hesitation he smurfed for the ocean.
Sizing up the situation he asked how she felt.
Then to her disbelief he offered his belt.
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This time tomorrow I'll be on the road heading for a long overdue meeting with my spanking partner.
Geography and work commitments mean we dont see each other as often as we would like but thst should change in the near future.
But we have a couple of days and nights of spanking fun and games to look forward to just now and i can hardly wait!!
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Quickly she pulled the door open with pleasant surprise.
“Why are you already here?” she shouted and ardently clasped her arms around her husband’s neck, so that he dropped his travel bag and caught her.
“Hi, my sweetheart! The roads weren’t busy today and I could start really early.”
He kissed his wife, was delighted that she was delighted and caressed her cheeks.
“You are glowing! What did you do this morning, is washing the laundry so exciting? I’ve seen our bed-linen hanging outside.”
Mia bit her lips. Oh dear, now it became difficult.
“Just come in properly.” She dragged her husband by the hand to the living room.
“You want something to drink? And how did it go?”
Mia was all bustle, but her mind ran at full speed. What should she say and how much should she tell of what just had happened.
“Some coffee would be nice. And yes, everything went optimally, we’ve got the order.”
Daniel settled down in an arm chair. Ah, that was a good ending after all that driving.
Mia hurried to put coffee on. While she put cups, milk and sugar on a tray in the kitchen she reflected feverishly where to begin and above all: where should she end? She carried the tray to the living room.
“Oh, I forgot the spoons and the coffee will come in a minute”.
Daniel noticed that Mia was all in a fluster. He didn’t recognize his wife like this. When Mia finally brought the coffee in, he asked:
“Sit down, Precious! Now look at me and tell me what’s going on. Something’s wrong here…”
Mia sat opposite and poured the coffee. She couldn’t find the right words instantly, so Daniel asked again:
Mia took a deep breath and then said: “thin walls!”
“Yes. – Thin walls and strange noises! And you weren’t here!” Mia sounded a little bit reproachful.
Daniel looked amusedly at his wife. She seemed quite upset.
“Now, tell me sensibly! What’s that about ‘thin walls’?”
“Well, you know that the walls here are so ineffably thin that you can hear nearly everything. And so I heard Emma and Liam last night.”
Daniel grinned: “As we have sometimes…”
“Yes, but yesterday night it was different. Emma screamed and first I wasn’t sure if it was really Emma, I just heard a woman screaming. Hmm and then there was a slapping….”
Mia told what she had heard yesterday evening, what she had figured out for herself and how she had met Emma this morning at the washing place and had carefully asked about what she had heard.
Daniel looked at Mia thoughtfully.
“The vision that Emma has got her bottom spanked has turned you on?”
Mia gulped and nodded, her mouth was suddenly terribly dry.
“So much that you needed a solo affair?”
“And would you perhaps like to see if it turns you on when I spank your bottom?”
Mia was in a bad fix. Of course she wanted to try this with Daniel, but how should she say that she already had tried it?
Daniel stood up.
“Come with me, sweetheart. I know for sure that it turns me on to spank your pretty round butt. We will go to the bedroom. At this time of the day surely nobody will hear us.”
He pulled her with him and Mia asked herself desperately what she should do.
“Yes?” He already opened the bedroom door.
“Hmm, well, I don’t know if now…”
“Sweetie, I was looking forward to being with you the last three days. We don’t have to spank you, there are other possibilities. Although I’d love to try that…. especially if you think that it turns you on…”
Daniel had sat on the bed, opened resolutely her jeans and pulled them down, as well as her knickers. He pressed his face against her tummy and breathed deeply her scent. His hands embraced both her buttocks. What possibilities! He had never thought that Mia would have an open mind for this. He had been sure she would consider it pervy. His hands caressed her butt. Warm it was, nicely warm.
“Would you like to come over my knees?” softly he pulled her wrists.
Mia sighed. And bent over exposing her bottom.
“Tell me… your bottom is quite red. Can you explain how this happened?” Daniel’ voice got strict.
Mia started stammering.
“I…I…wanted to tell you earlier…”
Daniel pulled her up and put her beside him on the bed. He noticed
that she had become red in the face and that was surely not from lying over his knees briefly.
“I am listening!”
“Well, you know I had talked with Emma and then she offered that I
could try a spanking with her to know what it is like when one gets spanked…there…there’s nothing to it…”Mia defended herself.
“So Emma has put you over her knee?” Daniel sounded amused again.
A nod from Mia.
When he visioned the picture, Mia being over Emma’s lap, it was so downright erotic.
“Emma has a strong hand”, he remarked, remembering the redness on Mia’s butt.
“This wasn’t only Emma”, Mia confessed.
“This wasn’t only Emma?” Daniel felt a little bit idiotic, repeating the sentence like this.
“Well, this was also Liam…”
“Yes, he’s caught us…and then he first spanked Emma and then me…”Mia’s voice slowly became quieter.
“But there was nothing else…, please, Daniel…don’t look so angry…”
Quickly Daniel decided how to react. If his wife let Liam spank her, then she would have to get spanked by him too. If she agreed, he wouldn’t fuss.
He immediately pulled Mia over his lap and clasped her firmly with his arm. Mia was so surprised that she gave a short yelp, but didn’t fight. Then he put at once one leg over her knee hollows, so that she couldn’t escape. Contrary to Mia he had spanking experience. One of his former girl-friends had regularly ended up over his knees. Why had this been in the background for so long? Never mind, he still knew how it worked he remembered with grim humor.
“To let yourself get spanked from Emma and Liam! Do you think that meets my approval? If you think you get away with it, you are mistaken. I will show you what a proper spanking means.”
“Daniel, please, I’m so sorry. This wasn’t intended like that…”
“Perhaps not. – But I intend to spank your bottom, so that you can’t sit comfortably afterwards…”
Daniel had difficulty making his voice sound strict. There was a tiny stitch disappointment that she hadn’t told him how much being spanked turned her on. But in principle he was more than delighted by the imagination his wife being a spankee. And he knew about the arousing sentences and how they could bring a spankee to the proper attitude..
Mia’s bottom was still reddened and warm. He wouldn’t have to warm her up. He tightened his grip and began spanking her derriere…
Incessantly, at a quick pace he delivered his smacks and Mia screamed from the beginning.
“Ouch…, please,…oouuch…Daniel…, that hurts…ahh, its burning…”
So far he didn’t see any reason to stop. He knew how much a bottom could bear and furthermore he just used his hand. “Implements” would follow later on perhaps.
“Stop wailing already. I’ve just started. Haven’t I promised to spank you until you can’t sit anymore? You will agree that we are still far from that.”
With these words Daniel noticeably increased the intensity of his spanks. Mia gasped for breath. This really hurt. And it was burning terribly. She could understand that Daniel was cross with her. And then tears came to her eyes and a sob escaped. This interaction between her bad conscience, the ineffable burning on her bottom, the certitude that Daniel was cross with her let the tears dwell up. Then all barriers broke and she got lost in her weeping, sobbed uncontrollably. First she didn’t realize that in the meanwhile Daniel softly caressed her backside and whispered calming words.
“Shh…, sweetie,…be calm…shh…already over. Everything’s good again…”
He helped her up, pulled her on his lap in a soothing cuddle.
Mia hid her face on his shoulder and calmed down gradually. Only once in a while she snuffled.
“I’m not angry with you. I just wished you had talked to me first about your fantasies. Sh…sweethart…I love you…and it arouses me a lot, when I imagine that spanking excites you as well….Come, kiss me!”
He caressed his wife, turned her face to him and kissed her….long and extensive. Then he pulled her backwards on the bed and removed his trousers. His hard cock showed how much he got excited through the whole action. He laid beside her and fondled her back, her thighs and stroked carefully over her buttocks and between her hot cheeks. Mia flinched at the touch, turned softly sighing on her back. The coolness of the bed sheet was so pleasant. Daniel took the opportunity and caressed with his fingertips her pussy. Swollen! And when he slightly opened her labia, he found what he had hoped: she was wet and creamy. He stimulated her clit, heard her excited moaning, felt how she pressed against his fingers. The very moment she came, he penetrated her.
Daniel rolled sidewards and looked tenderly at Mia. He pulled some hair out of her heated face. She smiled.
“We haven’t exactly been quiet…”he said.
This doesn’t bothers me in the least at the moment…”Mia answered.
“But perhaps we should for the new house point out to the company that we appreciate extremely sound-proofed walls…” Daniel pondered.
“Because, my Precious, this wasn’t the last time that you will end up over my knees…”
Mia sighed mischievously: what a promise!
© 2014 Viola
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We had fun on the fourth of July but we're just getting started. Summer is here in full. The sun is higher. The water's getting warmer. Dad's are firing up the backyard grill. People are heading for vacation/holiday sports or going to local beaches, parks and ball games. "Treasure Island Oldies," is a wonderful website that broadcasts four hours of golden oldies weekly with specials throughout the year. Last week was their annual "Beach Party Special" (dated week of June 28th if you visit the site). Each year, it's one their very best specials. The link and play list are below. For our Canadian friends, this week's show is the "Made in Canada" special. And why not, the show is broadcast out of Vancouver.
So, what are you waiting for? Pack your blanket, lotion, shades, cooler and hit the sand. You might even spot Annette and Frankie or Gidge and Moondoggie. Well, you might...
Listen to Beach Party Special: http://www.treasureislandoldies.com/newsite/listen-2/
schedule of year round specials: http://www.treasureislandoldies.com/newsite/specials/
Playlist for June 28th, 2015
Hour Artist Name
1 Martha & The Vandellas (Love Is Like A) Heat Wave
1 Surfaris Wipe Out
1 Beach Boys It's Ok
1 Weekly Feature: Coca-Cola Spot Fifth Dimension
1 The 5th Dimension Up, Up And Away
1 Elton John Island Girl
1 Weekly Feature: One Hit Wonder
1 The Murmaids Popsicles And Icicles
1 Weekly Feature BBC: Big Beatles Classic
1 Beatles Good Day Sunshine
1 Weekly Feature: Made in Canada
1 Dr. Music Sun Goes By
1 Shangri-Las Remember (Walking In The Sand)
1 Happenings See You In September
1 Weekly Feature: Lounge Double
1 Harry Belafonte Island In The Sun
1 Patti Page Old Cape Cod
1 Weekly Feature: Wheel of Travel
1 Chad and Jeremy A Summer Song
1 Beatles Birthday
1 Weekly Feature: Dance Song of the Week
1 Martha & The Vandellas Dancing In The Street
1 Bobby Bloom Montego Bay
1 Ronnie Dove Happy Summer Days
1 Weekly Feature: Instrumental Gem
1 Percy Faith Theme From 'A Summer Place'
2 Harpers Bizarre Come To The Sunshine
2 The Jamies Summertime, Summertime
2 Lovin' Spoonful Daydream
2 Weekly Feature: Coca Cola Spot Drifters
2 Drifters I've Got Sand In My Shoes
2 Weekly Feature: Top Five Countdown 1961
2 Ricky Nelson Travelin' Man
2 Bobby Lewis Tossin' And Turnin'
2 Pat Boone Moody River
2 Dee Clark Raindrops
2 Gary "U.S." Bonds Quarter To Three
2 Richie Havens Here Comes The Sun
2 Cliff Richard Summer Holiday
2 Cyrkle Turn Down Day
2 The Kinks Sunny Afternoon
2 Beach Boys All Summer Long
2 Bay City Rollers Summerlove Sensation
2 Johnny Rivers Summer Rain
2 Weekly Feature: Another Lost Treasure
2 Diane Ray Please Don't Talk To The Lifeguard
3 Lighthouse Sunny Days
3 Drifters Under The Boardwalk
3 Andy Williams In the Summertime (You Don't Want My Love)
3 Coca Cola Spot Freddy Cannon
3 Freddy Cannon Palisades Park
3 Weekly Feature: Rick's Rare Rock & Roll Relic
3 City Surfers Beach Ball
3 Weekly Feature: Tom Locke Moment In Time
3 Chubby Checker and Bobby Rydell Teach Me To Twist
3 First Class Beach Baby
3 Alice Cooper School's Out
3 Beach Boys Surfin' USA
3 Jingle Quiet Numbskulls I'm Broadcasting MG Boss TIO
3 Getz / Gilberto The Girl From Ipanema
3 Feature: Compare The Hits
3 Hugh Masekela Grazing In The Grass
3 The Friends of Distinction Grazing In The Grass
3 Weekly Feature: Sound of the 70s
3 Sly & the Family Stone Hot Fun In The Summertime
3 Weekly Feature: Voice Your Choice Winning Song
3 Jack Scott My True Love
3 War Summer
3 Eric Burdon And War Spill The Wine
3 Weekly Feature: Another Lost Treasure
3 Jack Nitzsche The Lonely Surfer
4 Connie Francis Vacation
4 Donovan Sunshine Superman
4 Mungo Jerry In The Summertime
4 Weekly Feature: Coca Cola Spot Jan & Dean
4 Jan & Dean Surf City
4 Weekly Feature: Novelty Tune of the Week
4 Allan Sherman Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah!
4 Weekly Feature: Hits From Across The Pond Fay Greenwood
4 Wurzels Combine Harvester
4 Billy Crash Craddock Rub It In
4 Otis Redding (Sittin' On) Dock Of The Bay
4 Gary U.S. Bonds School Is Out
4 Frankie Ford Sea Cruise
4 Danleers One Summer Night
4 Jerry Keller Here Comes Summer
4 Tony Bennett In The Middle Of An Island
4 Terry Gilkyson / The Easy Riders Marianne
4 Tempos See You In September
4 Weekly Feature: Spot Dance
4 Brian Hyland Sealed With A Kiss
4 Bobby Goldsboro Summer (The First Time)
4 Weekly Closing Theme
4 Jesse Belvin Goodnight My Love
So, have fun in the sun, everyone, and if you're really lucky...
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Yes I know your game my sweet little dear
Acting naughty and sassy so that I’ll bare your rear
And I also know that you did this in fun
But let me assure you that there will be tears b’fore I’m done
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Since today my birthday where is my birthday spanking need all 44 of them can do it on bare or over clothing first then boxer then bare i have bday paddle if needed
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It seemed to require a lot of effort for her to comply. He could see her embarrassment clearly.
He'd always known the girl had a bit of a crush on him and that no doubt made it all the more
embarrassing for her. But he had to teach her a lesson. And in truth, it wasn't nearly as
unpleasant a duty as he'd claimed. She was such a beautiful blossoming woman that he was
looking forward to seeing Claire's sweet little bottom over his knee.
The girl uttered a soft moan of shame as she lay across his lap. Her robe rode up and she
reached behind to tug it down.
`No need to bother,' Old firefighter said, tugging it right up to expose her knickers.
`You heard what I told you, young lady. On the bare.' She pulled her knickers down with a
sharp, purposeful motion that made her whimper. She rested his hand on the pale skin of her
bottom. He hoped it would add to Claire's shame. She twitched. `I'm sorry it's had to come to
this, Claire, but I take your education very seriously and it's time you did too. You need is a
little incentive to master it properly.'
With that he brought his hand down on her right cheek.
He watched as a vivid red handprint appeared. He smacked the other cheek and watched again
as the redness bloomed like a flower. His hand lingered for a moment feeling the softness of
her cheek. Then he began the spanking in earnest.
Claire struggled and yelped with each smack, but she didn't reach behind or try to resist the
way an English girl would. She'd probably been taught by her father not to move.
The Gradfather spanked her hard, but not too severely. This was only her first spanking, after
all, and he suspected he'd would need the implements before the lesson was finished.
As he was spanking, Ramone felt stirrings in his groin that he couldn't stop. His manhood had
a mind of it's own. He knew this was not right but was turned on just the same.
Claire felt it against her soft belly, too. Her mind was racing with different emotions, the pain,
the embarrassment, the naughty thoughts. ’Her grandfather had a dick?’ she thought. ’I had
never considered this before’.
`You can get up,' he said at last, helping her up off his lap, trying to hide his erection.
Claire hurriedly got to her feet and reached to pull her knickers up.
`No, no,' Old firefighter chided. `You stand right here in front of me. Open your robe. Hands
on your head.'
Moving slowly, as though each action was torture, Claire did as she was told, but even though
she knew it was wrong, she was strangely excited to do it. Her full breasts were exposed as
was her moist pussy. She looked at him pleadingly, but he was unmoved.
`Right,' – he began. `This is how things are going to be from now on. Do you understand?'
`Yes, my Grandpa.'
Suddenly they heard a noise. Theirs barking labrador, Casanova indicated that Father
Claire quickly made it to the front of her clothes to cover her nude body.
His grandfather was busy how he could hide the towering manhood.(It will continue)
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Chapter 2.: Flames exist, darling
There are people in whom dual soul resides. Soul for the Outside World is very modest, perhaps too well, and the his Second Soul is extremly dirty and perverted.
Such people was also Ramone Jetblack, in Anglesey in the Wales. One night the ex-steelworker and a retired firefighter dressed in full rigor stopped in front of the bathroom door, and the booming voice called out. 'Just open the door, my sweety!'
His head was burning red with anger. Miss Claire Marblewhite quickly grabbed her robe and pulled on a pair of panties. She drew back the latch and opened the bathroom door. 'What's the matter, Grandpapa?' - she asked with startled face. Her hair was still wet from the water. 'You dare to ask? You're acting like a... like a... hussy!‘I have been to...’ Miss Claire Marblewhite started to say... ‘You hush! Open window taking a bath! Anyone can see! Have you no sense of decency? The air is very heavy. I have to open the window a little, to air.’ ‘As young lady you have to know how to behave! Think about
what you've done! Even if only inadvertently, too! Shame on you!’
’ Why so much trouble for you to open the window a little bit?’ ’We are just looking forward to Father Benedictus. He's your grandmother's spiritual caretaker. What if he sees you? What will he think of you?
Surely the fact that you're an immoral teenage girl, and we do not teach you the basic rules of good manners.’ 'If he sees, so get to it! If there is no wife to be at least that much joy. ''Shut up! Do not talk nonsense. Morality is very important.' – said her grandfather
It is generally true that morality is important, but the old firefighter wasn't known to address such profound philosophical and ethical issues ..
A lot of philosophy was not his world. All his life he dealt with the harsh reality: the blast furnace molten iron or extinction of blazing building. The molten steel in the fire or building does not talk back. These must be dealt with firmly. If he manage to put out the fire in any way, it did his job well. If not, then that's his fault. The goal is important, not the means. He represented this principle to women as well. First of all, it needs to happen as he wants. The women are not much different from the objects. No appellate, everything must be happening as he wants.
Already Ramone, the old firefighter often abnormal stuff wants.
‘Claire! My sweety! To my great regret to have to punish you.’ – he says threateningly. ‘Are you joking, grandpa? You can’t do it!’ ‘Of course I can. It is high time you learned good manners.’ ‘By what right?’ ‘The parental. You are in my home and need to respect that. The
child’s job to honor the parent, adapt and obey. I just want the best for you.’ ‘Okay. Let's be clear! Nobody can spank me! I do not care if it is parents or grandparents. My body is mine – screamed Miss Claire Marblewhite tears and fire in her eyes.
‘There are moments that you have to set aside our emotions! I was also beaten by my parents when I was wrong, and now I need to do this.’ Her Granddad does not let himself be influenced by her weeping. ’Dear granddaughter, the punishment is for your insolence! You have not learned the life lessons you have been taught. You have not learned that you do not continue to receive without being willing to give. You do not talk to elders without respect.
Spoiled you are and evidently have not been brought up with a firm enough hand.’
’I have not long hear that stupid bullshit, as you said, Grandpa. The greatest insolence is what you want to do, what a well-bred girl never would make with her own grandpa! Do not talk about life lessons! The corporal punishment harmful emotionally for me. It breaks trust and
invades my sense of security. I talking an elder man with great respect, if he holds honorary that I am an adult girl. The corporal punishment harmful emotionally for me. Spanking is traumatic, makes me feel as though there's something wrong with me.
You completely forget that I raise my skirt and betray myself to give you dirty spanking desire. You never do it!’ Ramone looked over at Claire. `And what about you?' he asked.
`How do you feel about this?' The girl didn't know what to say. She began to resign her fate.
She looked about to cry. Finally she murmured, `I will accept discipline you think to be appropriate.' On the Ramone's stern look she added, `My Grandpa.' `Very well,' Ramone said.
`Let's go to your room and we will discuss is.' He could tell by the look on her face that she had done this before. He could also tell that if her parents' had known, she probably would have been punished before. `Claire, your behaviour is very disappointing,' Fire knight said gently. `How many times has this happened now?' She mumbled something and shifted her feet.
`Speak up.' `I'm sorry, my Grandpa.' `That's not an answer, young lady.' `Many times,' she said at last.`Many times.' He sighed and looked at developing form. `Well, this sort of behaviour is not going to be tolerated any longer.'
Claire looked up, confused. `Oh, I think you understand perfectly well, young lady. And if you don't it's only because you haven't been paying attention to what I have been teaching you. You've no one to blame but yourself.'
‘Sweety! I always taught you that our actions, omissions, but also the inattention also demand responsibility, by you or anyone, No matter what direction you go in life!’ ‘This one indiscretion... Miss Claire Marblewhite was raging. ‘I will, grandfather interrupted...
guarantee I will smack the shapely little ass until you’re doing right'! The ex-steelworker and a retired firefighter had a reputation for being great humanist. However, the global humanism was replaced by his personal family responsibility. ‘Our family had strengthened in the storm of history. We have learned that if you have pain and violence have to put up with it with clenched teeth.’
Miss Claire Marblewhite nodded in understanding. She considered his words today, this is a test item, which will decide the course to be worthy of our old and immaculate purity name.
The girl's face was almost as red as her hair. Her head was down, causing the two plaits to hang in her face. It made her look very vulnerable, like a kitten hiding behind a table leg.
`Head up, Claire. I want you to look at me when I'm talking to you. And stop fidgeting. Hands at your sides. There's a good girl. Now I want you to tell me why you let anybody to peep at you nude.'
`It is my fault' – she pouted.
`I know it is your fault. That's why it's so important to learn the rules.
`Yes, Old firefighter.'
`Right. Well, you know I have no choice, Claire. I'm going to have to punish you.'
She squeezed her eyes shut tightly and lowered her head.
Old firefighter set the straight-backed chair in the center of the room and sat down. He shook his head. Then he patted his lap.
`Over my knee, Claire!'
(It will continue)
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i don't know if anyone remembers but a few months ago i posted pics of a girl i spanked regularly
her name was Shannon and i only posted pics of her spankings
well she was shot in the head and killed by her abusive BF last night
it is a sad day for me cause i watch this girl grow up and she was like a little sister to me..and we only in the last 2 years started the whole spanking thing with me and her
i just thought i tell about it cause i am sure there is some of you that remember the pics i posted
thanks for listening
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written by Geraldine
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It is is the first chapter of my roman. Maybe it contains lot of grammatical faults.
A volunteer Professor Higgins welcomed.
Ramone Jetblack, an aged firefighter
Alisha Jetblack, his wife
Claire Marblewhite, their granddaughter
Pater Benedictus, priest
Casanova (Casy), the labrador
sadist, a masochist, a murderer, a necrophiliac, a zoofiliac and a pyromaniac were sitting in the garden of a psychiatric facility. They terribly bored. The zoofiliac questioned: 'What would happen if we fuck a cat?' This sadistic: 'Yeah, we will fuck her, then torture her hard!'
The killer butted in : ’Fuck her, torture her, then kill her!'
The necrophiliac enthusiastically exclaimed : 'Fuck, torture, kill her, and then fuck her again! ' Then the pyromaniac chimed in: 'Fuck, torture, kill, fuck her again and then burn her up!'
After a short silence, everyone looked at the quiet masochist and asked: 'And why do you say nothing? ' 'Meoooooooooooooooow '
The following story is a little bit similar to the above joke.
Perhaps the only difference is there are neither killers nor necrophiliacs in it. For a pyromaniac, there is definitely no place here, because there is a dutiful fireman. Oh, and of course, it doesn't take place inside the garden of psychiatric facility, but in a real environment, in the misterious Anglesey (Ynys Môn), in a former ironworker's and current firefighter's house.
But what why is there a cute, young, ambitious college girl in this troubled family? Certainly it is surprising, but she is working on a scientific research project about the abnormal behavior within the family. Everything else turns out of the story.
Chapter 1.: Nothing is black or white
’Don’t you understand me? I'm absolutely crazy about you!’ - the aged Ramone Jetblack said to his sexy granddaughter, Claire Marblewhite, in a very angry way. ’It is very much because of you my dear grandpa. But do not exaggerate!’ ’Since you are in, I am thinking only of you.’ ’Really? And what does your wife say about this?’’Never mind what your grandmother says! Our relationship has been cooled down over the years.’ ’This is because of you. What to do now?’ - Claire replied cheekily.
Claire Marblewhite had grown up with her parents who had moved back to the family's homeland in Hungary. As a girl she was excelled at school – especially in mathematics and science. Her parents realised she was a gifted student, far better than others in her class, and she used to be so encouraged in everything they could follow her scholastically.
In high school, she bloomed into a strikingly beautiful young woman. Many boys took notice of her and she was aware of how their eyes followed her, admiringly, when she entered a room. She did not ignore this and she used to be, in fact, rather flattered by their attention though she tended to remain aloof of them. Certainly she was aware of their sexual interests in her, yet she remained largely innocent in these cases.
When it was time for her to go to college, she surprised her parents – who had assumed she would join chemistry or physics as a subject – by announcing her intent to pursue studies in Anthropology and Human Science. Her decision developed, in part, due to her growing fascination with the human mind and how it was related to society and also due to her increasing interest in human sexuality. She started to study at the University of Human Science, Faculty of Social Relations. Her research topic was the psychological exploration of the causes of violence, in particular the men's perversity. Claire has never tried perverse things at all, but she thought it was an interesting subject for the scientific oriented empirical research.
Despite of this, Claire is a completely normal girl, with a diverse and limitless imagination.
She was wandering on an endless road - as well as described in the Beatles' song - "Across the Universe". She likes gymnastics in a large, mirror-walled rooms, with music, followed by sauna in and relaxation. At times, swimmers of all or makes excursions etc. But none of her obsession. She is doing as much as her feels good. Oh, and sometimes she meditating too. She loves the Indian philosophy.
Once she said facetiously: ’Nice thing about reincarnation, though I am as immensely cheeky is sure that my previous life I was stay up all night with a ravenous wolves full cage was held, and he next day under a Kali Goddess arranged ceremony pyre burned (at least what my body left). My charred bones were thrown into the Ganges, consequently the river is what stage the fish were destroyed and wiped out the entire plant.’
Her grandfather is a hard-working, but a very strange man. In his youth he played ice-hockey. Unfortunately he was beaten in his head with a hockey bat and lost his memory. He lay in a coma for several days while his lover, the faithful Alisha anxious vigil at his bedside. After he regained consciousness, strange habits developed in relation to women. There is no kind of perversity including masturbation, exhibiciononism, pedofilia, gerontofila, fetishistic sadism and finaly zoofilism that had not occurred in his confused mind.
This situation for the most people would be scary, but not for Miss Claire Marblewhite, a young and ambitious student. In a brainstorming session she suggested her professor an empirical study for examine the human aberrations in real situation. The aim of this examination to know how to appearance this phenomenon in an avarege family and how can treat this conflict. First time her professor worried about her. He pointed out it may be too dangerous for his favourite student, Miss Claire Marblewhite. ’Going to stand alone, and no one will guarantee that something is done violent things. The human spirit is a very deep and dark well. No one knows what is hiding in its bottom’.
’No need to be worried about me!’ - Claire said confidently.’ Many experts have excellent academic article writing. But the real life is different. Some things can only be experienced in person. I can only be credible if their experience on my skin, what is the aberration in the
family.’ But finally he accept her project proposal. Only insisted that she has to wear a transmitter on the wrist, which can give an alarm signal when she would be in a dangerous situation.
This was the prelude to his visiting a long lost grandparents in Anglesey. Claire was very pretty, so perhaps it is not surprising that her grandfather has attracted the attention too. (…)
’Oh, my Sweety! What can I do to believe me?’ – asked her grandfather, the firefighter. Claire thought that now is the time to arouse the "sleeping lion". A strange desire ran through her mind. ’Humble yourself! ’Lick my feet!’ ’ I will lick your feet as you suck my cock.’ ’Do not fucking deal, Grandpa! I don't want to suck anybody's dick. Search for this purpose a cheap hooker! Do not forget: the greatest gift for you, if I let you to kiss soles of my feet!’ ’You will deal or you will face the punishment!’ ’Are you crazy? On what basis do you want to punish me? Immediately apologize to me! Let's hear it!! Didn't your mother taught you how to politely talk to a girl?’
’I will not apologize to you since you make demands on me for things and I will whip your bare ass and pussy till they are beet red and you obey me.’ ’What you're saying is ridiculous, my dear Grandpa. No female who will accept is. Listen! The punishment is not an end in
themselves. It is must be any right causes, purpose and appropriate circumstances. Find a reason and purpose and bring about a circumstance that the victim accepts! It is up to you to choose what tools to do so. What you're saying is just brute force. It does not work within the
family. More refined methods are needed. Keep in mind that this is a fight. Skilful person will win, and the less clever ones will lose.’ ’I'm not as smart as you. I can not figure out any reason or purpose, nor circumstance. I just feel that you compassionate action over at me.
Please, give advice on what to do!’ ’OK’ - Claire said – ’after all, we can play a role-play! But if you mess up, take care of yourself!’
Quickly sketched the grandfather of the situation in which she bathes next to an open window rashly, that anyone can see her naked, who had to walk it. For example, the local parish priest, Father Benedictus. Ramone's role is to give a corporal punishment of reckless, thoughtless granddaughter.
(It will continue)
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I wish i can get my birthday spankings.
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Well it finally happened yesterday. I got a phone call from her husband a few days ago to see if we wanted to have a spanking afternoon. A silly question really.
Seeing Wimbledon is upon us we agreed that that the girls should be in tennis outfits. They are both keen players and already have the gear.We arrived around 1pm and my wife and L went upstairs to change while J and myself had a couple of cold beers. After what seemed ages they came down in white tops and white tennis skirts and stood before us waiting for our inspection.
I told them to turn and raise their skirts, they wore sheer white knickers which showed their bottoms beautifully. J went and looked at their tops.
"Why are you both not wearing bras?" he demanded.
"Its to hot" retorted L
On hearing this i turned my wife around so she was facing me and did the same to L. My hands went to their breasts and with gentle pinching their nipples became hard under the tops, poking on the fabric in that very sexy manner. Enough of playtime, it was now spanktime. We sat on the dining room chairs which we arranged so the girls would face each other, I pulled my wife over my knees and J put L in the same way.The skirts lifted we smacked their bottoms over the knickers.
The beauty of sheer knickers is that you can see their bottoms getting red without lowering them, we spanked and they squealed but did not wriggle. After a good five mins we swapped girls, This was a new experience for my wife as she has only been spanked by me, but draped herself over his lap without question. I have spanked L before but its still nice to have a different bottom to discipline. J and me looked at each other and at the same time pulled down their knickers.
For another five mins they suffered a bare bottom hand spanking causing their bottoms to redden even more. We stopped and gave them a little rub, J the cheeky sod rubbed my wifes pussy, so i thought ok mate L will get the same. She did not protest, she even opened her legs wider. They both let out little groans as we toyed with them but did not want them to orgasm just yet.
" Stand up you two" i said.
" Strip" ordered J
With a weary look on My wifes face she started to remove her skirt while L lifted her top showing her lovely boobs. With the pair of them now nude we bent them over the dining table and spread their legs. Two sweet pussies were on display as we went to fetch the thing they dread the most...the cane.
" Twelve each, it would have been eight but seeing you neglected to wear bras an extra four has been added" i told them
" oh thats unfair.......OWWWWWWWWWW" yelled L as the cane hit her in the centre of her bottom which J had dealt her.
I gave my wife six stingers which got her yelping, Gave the cane to J who gave out the last six. As we let her rise from the table she danced around the room clutching her bottom and her bare breasts bounced sexily. L took six hard whacks from J and i finished off with the last six.
We positioned them back over the table but this time not to punish but to reward for taking the punishment so well. The legs spread wide we stroked and licked their pussies until we had them yelping into orgasm.
" Its the boys turn for pleasure now" purred L
With that they knelt before us, L pulling out my cock while my wife did the same to J. This suprised the pair of us, i have always fancied L but never thought my dick would be in her mouth. The two sisters sucked and licked until we could take no more. She took my cock from the warmth of her mouth and i came all over her nude tits. J following suit decorated my wife in the same fashion.
So that is how we spent last afternoon. When we got home my wife stripped and looked at her bum in the mirror and gave me a pout,
with that i got her on the bed on all fours and rode her like a man on a mission. She loves it this way as she gets a good fucking and a good spanking all at once.
We want to get together again soon and are thinking for another theme, Any suggestions?
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So here's to new things. I know this site has been around for a long time but I thought I'd check it out. So here's to being new here.
The main reason for this entry is I've done many things when it comes to spankings but I've never tried the Diaper position. So sometime within the next day or two I'm going to try it out. I'm trying to figure out the appeal to it. So here's to new things.
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Well after her six surgeries...we had our Collaring Ceremony
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My wife whacked me. What a nice day!
Suddenly Anna stopped, took her husband off the knee and whispered into Lukas' ear:
„And now I am going to do what I should have done after meeting you in such a drunk and helpless way on that day.“
After that she ordered the naked husband, to kneel before her and drives his head on her knees. It was very humiliating. She spanked Lukas naked bottom very fast. It took about 10 minutes without interrupting and was a mixture of pleasure, confident and a strict but lovely and sensitive woman's hand.
Anna took the hairbrush and began spank her husband.In this situation Lukas was absolute passive. He was crying while Anna hits his butt.
Lukas's face was pressed to Anna’s thigh. It was so soft and so feminine. Lukas tears trickling onto her leg. After the hard a painful spanking he was ordered to kiss the shoes of his wife, and thanks her careless.
Lukas is on all fours in front of his wife's feet. He was ready to serve her, like a dog.
Anna took off her elegant shoes. He instructed her husband to kissing her pretty foot. Lukas happily done it.
One time after she insert her toes into Lukas’s mouth and odered him to suck them sensually.
Lukas was happy. He wished that had never come to an end this wonderful role-playing games.
He didn't cry because of the pain his wife caused to him. He was crying because of feeling that you was near to lost his beloved, sweet, beautiful and confident wife.
Anna in the middle of the night woke up her husband. Lucas was still very sleepy.
She suggested him to lie down in a comfortable place and think deeply about what he are going to experience.
'Feel that you are a bad, bad, bad....terrible bad kid , who needs a strict education". 'Yes, my sweetheart' - told Lucas.
'WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT? What did you say?' - reacted Anna with angry face.
'I am so sorry! Please tell me what can I say ?' -
'Silly boy! You have to name me as My Lady!'
'Yes, my Lady. I will do it.'
'Have you accept that you are a simple boy with a lot of bad behaviour?'
'Yes, my Lady. I accepted my role.'
"Take three deep breaths and while exhaling the third breath close your eyes slowly" - instructed him.
'Yes, my Lady. As you ordered!'
'Count backwards from 10 to 1 slowly and with every count inhale and exhale deeply.
'Now start to relax your body mentally. Begin from your feet and imagine that the muscles relax and the tension goes off. Spend a minute or two to every part of your body. Use the following sequence. Start from your feet move to your legs, hips, lower back, stomach, upper back, breast, arms, shoulders, neck and face.'
'Yes, my Lady. I am relaxing'
'Continue the counting!'
At this point Lucas stopped counting.
'Now you are in deep in your mind. Focus your vision without blinking your eyes. Stay in this situation!'
Anna follow her instruction:
'Imagine that you're in a large mirror-walled ballet drill hall' - ordered him. 'Stand in the middle of the room! You must to take off your pants and be totally naked. Around you there are many pretty ballerinas tiptoed lace and tulle skirt. They are practising the Swan Lake by Tchaikovsky. The young, pretty ballerinas are laughing when they see that you're jumping and your cock take a freestyle dance. You recognize that I am a primabalerina and your mother is the choreographer in this performance.'
Each dancer of the fantasy looked like a little virgin princess, pure as snow; just Lukas felt that he is closed in the body of a featherless swan.
He is wishing for freedom and know only the true love and a hard punishment can break the curse.
'Do not touch your cock manually. Only jump up and down, or shake your hip. When you are finally satisfied you have to eat your sperm.' - ordered him Anna in reality, and his mother and all of the ballerinas in simbolicaly.
It wold be a huge shame for Lucas. But was a painful and remarkable experience to turn his life."My wife whacked me. What a nice day!" - thought Lucas.
"I had to whacked him. In this way I saved our marriage with Lukas." - murmured Anna.
Everybody was happy except the editor of a women's advocacy program on TV.
- the end -
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My wife whacked me. What a nice day!
*It is just a draft version. Maybe it contains lot of grammatical faults.
A volunteer Professor Higgins wanted!Written by Geraldine
On based of the Supersebastian’s story
with his permission.
All rights reserved
*A peaceful, silent evening Anna, a soft-spoken, introverted young woman carefully spanked her husband, Lucas.
Moreover at the night Anna woke up Lucas and forced to stand in the middle of the room, take off his pants and be totally naked. She hypnotised him, to feel that around him there are many pretty ballerinas tiptoed lace and tulle skirt. They are practising the Swan Lake by Tchaikovsky. It was a terrible and never-forgetable lesson for her husband.If conversely had happened, everyone would have concluded that Lucas is a frenzied, selfish, sadistic guy who terrorizes the innocent wife. It might even have been born in a newspaper article as well, perhaps even a women's advocacy program on TV.But life sometimes different as the social expectations. It happened that no one expected. The event was preceded by seemingly nothing to do.Let's see what happened!
Today, the happy marriage really rare, but a young couple in Hamburg a living refutation of this assertion may seem.
Anna is a 28 years old psychologist. Last summer she completed her degree and married with Lukas. Lukas studied philosophy and history finished university one year after Anna. He is 31 years old. However, behind this smooth it drew a painful past. Lukas's mother a descendant of a Prussian military family. His father, however, was a clerk Sudetenland Swabian family scion, some Slavic twist. Lukas in his childhood his mother felt intimidating. His father endured the mother dominance without objection. The mother visibly spoiled son, heaped with toys in particular, but also could be afraid of him. He threatened to make a tack strip on top of the cabinet, and the boy mischief with you beating. The tack strip was not true of course, but it was likely that the fear and vulnerability seed planted in the outside world stimulus in deep-mind susceptible children.Sometimes the mother received a slap as well. He was in shock, hurt, and even more is that after it was forced to. I could not attend kindergarten either, because the mother wanted the child to provide only special created its own world. Playmates were not, but if they were, they would not have to be grouped into the games.As a child a puppet show caused huge influence on him. The performance of said mischievous devils who commit all kinds of wrongdoing, but a strong, determined mom is a huge oven pancake sack them. The child viewers great hoopla erupted, applauded all punches. Only Lukas sat comed down. The puppet performances as reality lived by. I eat accepted that the mummy puppet impersonator act rightly, terrified of his mind, however, because the mind virtually identified with the mischievous little devils.The school as the first foreign media in the lives of a shock have been reported. He was afraid of the children, the teachers, almost everybody and everything new and unknown situation.Sometimes it is received. Was when his mother hand, sometimes cane, belt, or brush to beat your ass. He had to be hand held high corner.
The constant anxiety so defeated that you have at home, as a child can separate fantasy world created for himself, where he retired. So I did not have to confront the mother, did not need any associates, felt protected.As an adult, he becomed extreme lonelied. One of the sources of pleasure were a small number of Formula 1 racing. It was able to - if not all - but to travel quite a lot of competition. Many listen to music and see where sentimental where erotic novels read. However, only the fantasy world of sexual desires were fulfilled. XXX-rated movie fled that let himself live to see well-intentioned, hard-working, as helpless as a child at the time, who was his mother, a teacher is among severely limits but also protects it. This situation was unsatisfactory, because everything happened the way he wanted, had to adapt to anyone. The more intense the internal fantasy life he lived, the less he needed connections, realistic external parties.*~~~*He married relatively young. Her wife was similar character like him: a quiet, somewhat shy, passive, introverted woman.
The happily-married couple had gotten to know each other on a students' party on a grey and stormy November day 6 years ago. Anna was about to leave the party when she met Lukas who had obviously been drinking too much. He was bargeding against a tree and had to sit down on the grass. Anna felt so sorry for that little, sensitive and visibly helpless young student. She took him to her students' dormitory and the next morning she cared about him like a well-experienced mother. Both went for a walk and got to know each other better and better. Lukas loved her motherly manner and she loved his honesty, his warmth and his childish humor. Finally they got married.Seemingly everything was fine, there was no quarrel between them, anger. They both have things they got up in the morning, had breakfast, went to work in the afternoon shopping in or visited their parents or are adopted, and if you have a little time left in the evening watching TV.Their sexual life - if it was - was quick, monotonous and joyless. The reality has fallen far short of imagination against the world.
Lukas wanted to make contact with colleagues, but it just failed, if he drank. Sober could not talk, could only correspondence. A genuine partnership is not wanted. As Lukas put it, ’the fantasy world is alive’ because it was the only source of pleasure, and this was balanced by himself.After the marriage, after a while, once again he wanted to live a life of sexual fantasies and porn movies using. Their relationship perpetuating the quiet melancholy.Maybe it would have been so had lived their lives, but during a family visit to Lukas's mother asked the daughter-in-law: 'Tell me, my dear daughter, what a psychologist are you?"Anna could only stammering. 'What had you learn in the college, even less if you do not notice that your husband is unhappy?''But what should I do? - she asked in surprise.'What? What? Spank him!'Anna protested at first, then hesitated, after a few hours and felt that the suggestion of her mother-in-law certainly would be right.
She looked an opportunity to fulfill the vows wife's mother's advice and good Lukas is thoroughly spank.One day the went into a little park and they were seeing teenagers having a barbecue while drinking and yelling.Anna said: “Do you still remember the day I found you trying to walk home so drunk?“ She continued: „If I ever see you that drunk again like you were when I found you I am going to put you over my knee.“While she said the word „knee“ she slapped his bottom once and they were cuddling in the grass. Lukas was surprised. Unusual words were for his wife. At night when Lukas already dressed in pyjamas and lying in bed about to go to sleep Anna said: 'I think our marriage is in danger'.'Do not say that! I love you, baby ' – protested Lukas.'Oh my silly husband. We must reckon with our pink dreams. Maybe you're a wise philosopher, if you need to write an essay, but a very silly child, in the everiday’s life. Our marriage isn’t working. It was your mother who raised this point. You need a strong wife.'Lukas was embarrassed. Anna continued:’A sure sign of cooling the emotions that the communication is interrupted at home. Earlier we could able to talk on whole night, but now our communication less and less. ’Are you listening my problem?’ – asked Lukas.'Well, my sweet little husband. Do you remember while we were walking home from the park you didn't say a word. Is something wrong? What are you thinking about?'He was stuttering: 'I, I, well... You, you threatened me a spanking today, and...that slap, that..and...'She interrupted Lukas while she was fondling him: 'You remind your childhood and developed childish feelings and felt so secury over my knee in your imagination.''But I; I mean, how could you guess..''Can you still remember which subject I used to study? Oh my silly Lukas, you once told me how your mother spanked you in your childhood. Let us re-enact it and include it into a wonderful and confident play between a shy, rude, requiring education kid and...' Lukas completed: '...and the most lovable and most wonderful wife in the World! Nobody is similar with you.''Excep your mother" - noticed Anna with a mild cynicism on her voice.
She smiled and slowly took the blanket away. Then she began to sit on the bed right next to her husband who was still overwhelmed by his feelings. I was a lovable picture. The young girl was sitting on the bed just like a mother who looked after a naughty, but open-hearted son. She moved her forefinger slowly and very sensual towards her husband and pointed at him. Then she kissed him and pointed at her lap. Lukas took place over his wife's confident knee very excited and he was curious about what will happen next. Anna fondeled Lukas' bottom very sensual and slapped it in a lovable way from time to time. Then she slightly put his pijama trousers off so that Lukas was lying over Anna's knee with his naked and lovely looked after bottom. Anna continued fondling and slapping his bottom with her right hand in a sweet and motherly-mannered way. The slaps became harder and faster, but they were still interrupted by fondling Lukas' bare bottom.
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I have been looking forward to the Fourth of July for some time. First, because I am a patriotic guy, and I enjoy watching the parades and special shows on TV. Oh yeah and I like cookouts with my friends. The second reason I have waited for today to come is that I have planned some special fireworks of my own. My gal, Rhonda, is going to be really lit up tonight.
The best fireworks are always on July 4th, everybody knows that. You can’t get any better than to celebrate a great nation’s birthday. Tonight I am going to try something I have never done before and it is going to happen as I give Rhonda a special Fourth of July spanking. We have been into spanking for quite a while and Rhonda really enjoys getting her backside spanked good and hard, probably as much as I enjoy spanking that gorgeous ass of hers.
I will let you in on my plans, and maybe if you don’t have anything better to do, you can try it too. Who am I kidding? What can be better than having a bare naked woman over your lap and spanking her ass to your heart’s content? So, tonight, when the best fireworks are being televised, I will be spanking darling Rhonda. Here is the best part though, I will be trying to match spank for spank, the boom, crackle, and sizzle of the exploding fireworks. How long do most fireworks shows last, fifteen or twenty minutes? Well, you can be sure that I will do my best to keep up with not only every explosion but the intensity of each one.
Another nice thing about modern technology is that we can record the fireworks and replay them any time we want. I know we are on the same wavelength, aren’t we devious? We can replay the recording and spank our women all over again whenever we want to.
I suppose that the grand finale will have her howling like a banshee. Don’t hold back, men, put your all into that rapid fire symphony of explosive spanks upon those twin mounds of bouncing, scarlet flesh. Truly, you must feel the sense of urgency growing in your loins. The real grand finale is yet to come when our passion and lust must be sated.
Do I need to paint for you the picture of what will be happening tonight, in my bedroom and perhaps in yours? Have at it men and women and let’s make this Fourth of July one for the books.