The Training of O
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498 views · 1069 days ago

When someone invented this word,were they thinking ?.

B = the view from the top.
oo = the view from the front.
b = the view from the side .
s = well they do come in pairs..


Now all you mariner's.

It not the size of the ship,nor the motion of the ocean.
It is whether the skipper,stays in dock long enough for his passenger to get off.




The Suburbs :- Thats where they rip out all the tree's.
Then name the streets in honour of them.


I was going to mention my visit to the small town of PSYCHOVILLE,with its population of 28, no 27, no 26, ere 25, whoops 24, now 23,and I am getting out of here.

Bye friends,do enjoy your Sunday.

598 views · 1069 days ago

The past three weeks have been very busy with filming quite a number of custom video requests (I will be adding some clips soon) as well as spanking a LOT of naughty bottoms!

The two photos below are from an older gentleman who had always wanted to be spanked but had never acted on it! I was more than happy to apply a much needed, firm OTK hand spanking to his bare bottom!

I hope that all of you are keeping warm while shoveling that snow ~smile~

Ms Hurtz

1660 views · 1069 days ago

Alright, it is no secret that I need to be spanked and it isn't happening in any amount of the frequency that I need. I don't need punished, but what I need is the more therapeutic type spankings. I'm willing to take a chance and offer my bottom to a stranger. (If we connect then then this could become more regular if you want.)

Now that I have your attention. If someone has an interest in giving me instructions on how to do a self spanking, please private message me or comment below. I will pick at least one and post a picture after I'm done.

Implements I own that I'm able to use on myself are 2 wood paddles, wooden spoon, leather strap, and a bath brush. I probably have more but that is all I can think of at the moment.

Bars and Stripes
813 views · 1070 days ago

well if work doesn't kill me this cold will. wish i had that significant other that enjoys what i enjoy, to cuddle with me and take care of me.

632 views · 1070 days ago

(Continued from part four)

Part five

If Jim had ever aspired to such lofty heights, there is little doubt that he would have made a great school teacher. He had this natural ability to put his points across in such a way that none of his students was ever left in the slightest doubt as to the compelling wisdom of his arguments. It was, he would explain simply, “The art of communication.”

There was nothing fancy about his methods of course. He would simply present the threads of his tutorial in a series of easy-to-understand segments, reinforcing each item with the firm application of his bull whip on the naked back of the student. It was an extremely effective strategy.

In the aftermath which followed any of his master classes, even the most woolly-headed of scholars would be imbued with a firm grasp of the message and would understand exactly what was required of them.

Educated and high-ranking folks in the town, such as Pastor John and Judge Beauregard, understood this well. Jim was far from being a random choice of instructor when their wives needed pulling into line. He was, put simply, “The Man”.

Others might well harbour pretensions toward his crown, but when results were needed and fast, just like the trusty wide receiver on the last play of a football match, he could be depended upon to come up with the goods.

No one was more aware of this than Laura-Lee, the wife of Pastor John, as she made her way reluctantly up the path towards Jim’s trailer on that Sunday morning. Having come straight from church, she was smartly attired in a yellow dress with slightly flared skirt and white accessories i.e. belt, shoes, hat and purse. At five feet four inches tall and weighing in at around 140 pounds, she was a fine looking woman indeed, having deep auburn hair which was pinned up at the back, green eyes, fair skin and a firm figure.

She was every bit the quintessential southern lady. Many a gentleman would cast longing eyes at her as she passed by, envying Pastor John for his good fortune. It was rumoured that, like all redheads, she could have a sharp tongue in her head at times but, after all, no one was perfect. To be blessed with such a woman as she for a wife, one would surely be willing to make the odd compromise? And if compromise failed, sharp tongues could always be brought under control, provided that one knew how to go about it.

Laura-Lee had not really thought of herself as possessing a sharp tongue before but, since Pastor John had brought to her attention, she had been obliged to concede that she had been speaking out of turn recently criticising his drinking in front of their friends; contradicting him: that kind of thing. It had been a mistake and , in hindsight, she wished that she had had the good sense to hold her counsel.

It was too late now and no amount of begging had persuaded Pastor John to relent. A public affront to his dignity could simply not be ignored. She had chosen to criticise him in public and must suffer the consequences; it was a point of principle.

The prospect of receiving corrective training at her age was shameful and humiliating to say the least, particularly since the whole of her husband’s congregation was aware that it was going to happen. In church that morning, several of the other ladies had harboured broad smirks on their faces when Pastor John had publicly rebuked her and passed sentence. At that moment, Laura-Lee had turned white as the blood had drained from her face; then she had blushed furiously when she realised that all eyes were on her. She briefly thought of protesting but she knew that her duty as a wife was to obey and to take her punishment with good grace.

At least, she would to TRY to take it with good grace, but Laura-Lee was not sure if that would prove possible. She had never been on the receiving end of Jim’s whip but she knew plenty of women who had, and the tales they told had left no room for doubt. She was going to find that the next hour or so would be not only embarrassing, but painful as well. Jim was, by reputation, fair. But he was no soft touch so she could expect a painful set of stripes for her trouble and she had best not answer him back either.

The sooner that she learned her lessons, admitted her mistakes; the more deferential and compliant that she was, the better it was likely to be for her. At least – that was the advice which Clara Johnson the mayor’s wife had given her – and Clara ought to know because she had already been sent to Jim’s shed on three separate occasions. It was hardly reassuring. Clara had revealed that her hands would be tied above her head and that she would be naked to the waist. Her intimate underwear would be on view throughout the ordeal.

There was a gnawing feeling in the pit of Laura-Lee’s stomach as she forced herself to walk the final few steps; she clenched the cheeks of her buttocks together beneath her fine silk panties. Her heart began to pump hard as she approached the door to Jim’s trailer and saw him standing there, waiting for her. Breathing heavily, she wanted to turn and run but she knew it would be no use. There was nothing for it but to face the music.

Jim’s greeting was in his normal polite manner. He was never less than polite to the ladies. He was wearing a clean white shirt and grey trousers, having evidently made an effort with his appearance in preparation to receive his distinguished guest. Laura-Lee greatly appreciated that, as it would have been even more humiliating to have been punished by some grubby hick wearing denim dungarees.

“Good Morning Miss Laura-Lee.” he said in a kindly tone. “Thank you for being punctual. If you will just step into the shed here we will take care of things.” He indicated the open door of the shed. ‘Take care of things’ indeed. It almost sounded as though she were visiting a lawyer or dentist.

Shivering in apprehension, Laura-Lee made no comment and stepped nervously inside. It comes as a shock to discover that there will be a witness to her punishment. Once inside the shed, she is startled to see the forlorn figure of Thelma Beauregard, who has been stripped down to her panty-girdle, pants and stockings. She is naked from the waist up and she is secured by the wrists with thin rope to one of the transverse beams that holds the shed roof up. She is breathing heavily, her face pinched, and her back is bedecked with a goodly number of painful looking welts, which could only have come from the whip that is lying on the floor, close to her feet. Some of them are bleeding slightly. It is clear that she is in some pain for she is biting her lower lip fretfully and beads of sweat have formed on her naked torso.

“Thelma!” exclaims Laura-Lee. “What on earth are you doing here?”

“Hello Laura-Lee.” says Thelma weakly, trying to force a smile. “I regret to say that have been very irresponsible and have greatly embarrassed the Judge, so he has sent me here for some attitude correction. I have been making mischief for the town authorities, taking moral stands where I had no business to, and maliciously petitioning for local businesses to be closed down for what I recognise now were my own selfish ends. Jim has just been putting me straight on all of these things and I realise that I have been making a thorough nuisance of myself. Why are you here?”

“I am here for the same sort of thing really Thelma. Pastor John says I have stop undermining his authority by voicing contrary opinions, criticising him unduly, and talking back to him in public. He says it has an adverse effect on his public image, not to mention his standing as a church elder, and that I need a good whipping before my bad behaviour gets out of control.”

Jim senses that the essential gravitas of the occasion is being undermined with idle gossip, so he intervenes quickly in order to maintain his control over the proceedings.

“Quite so ladies.” he says not unkindly. “But I have to remind you that you are both here for a whipping and not for a cosy fireside chat. Mrs Laura-Lee, if you could kindly undress please, we will proceed with your retraining, and afterwards the two of you can have a nice long conversation if you want. You may hang your clothes in the cupboard over there.”

(to be continued)

1503 views · 1070 days ago

I am a housewife. While I'm not working, I got lazy and moody. Husband does not smack me for six months. Now he has decided that I should be flogged again. I have to substitute the ass? This will help me?

Bars and Stripes
1028 views · 1071 days ago


Meanwhile, on the other side of town, the Hicksville Ladies Tea & Quilting Club is gathering.

Club Minutes:

Almost all of the members are there, except Miss Daisy (she moved back to New Zealand). Attending members include; Miss Cynthia, Miss SLG, Miss Anna, Mrs. Jim, Miss Ciggy, Miss BooHoo, Miss Missy (oh, yes, the big galoots know we have Miss Missy on our side,) Miss Kissie, Miss Rosie, Misses Karen and Jen, Miss Susie, Miss L, Miss Honeybun, Mrs.John and Miss Cassie and her friend Zim (we don’t know if Zim is an he/she/it, so we let Zim sit in.)

Now you guys really don’t believe that we drink tea and make quilts, do ya? Please!

Over at the bar, yeah we have a bar, is our bestest good girl Miss BooHoo mixing large pitchers of Martinis and Margaritas, yum. And we don’t use the bad stuff from the Enigma Club. Mrs. Jim does the ordering for the men’s club and always adds a few bottles of high grade spirits for the Ladies’ Club. We’ve been doing this for years and the big galoots have been too busy doing manly stuff (you don’t want to know) to notice.

Since our men are busy chasing and spanking all those young cheerleaders, and we have to almost beg for a spanking, the ladies have decided to hold a dinner for our men. We’ve never done this before and won’t they be surprised. All the men will be invited and we will just have to see who is brave enough to show up. But since we know that we have a lot of the fine art of spanking to learn, we’ve asked some of our members to help out with the details.

This week it’ll be Miss Anna. She is the all time expert in switch cutting, preparing and swinging the nasty little branch. We are all ready with our pruners and whittling knives.

So all out we go to either the forsythia patch or to the birch trees behind our club. We learned how to cut the canes and remove the side branches and leaves. A smooth surface is preferred. We don’t wanna hafta send the men to the hospital with cuts, since the doctor (M. D.) himself will be in attendance.

After the instructions, Miss BooHoo mixes another round of drinks, and bake treats are served as refreshments. Of course, a lot of trash talking of our men occurs.

In the following weeks Miss Missy, along with Miss L, will give us all their pointers on how to make sure the men get the message.

Mrs. Jim knows all about the concoction the cheerleaders gave the Snake Creek Sidewinders the night before the big game. She said she’ll take what she wants from Jim’s premium grade rocket fuel and get the horse sedative from Old Abe. We know that’ll do the job.

Along with an assortment of fine wines, the following will be served:

Potato Leek Soup
Salad Greens with Orange Thyme Dressing
Green Peppercorn/Rosemary Crusted Prime Rib, bone-in, of course
Roasted Root Vegetables
Zucchini Gratinae
Pineapple upside down cake
Chocolate Caramel Tart with Macadamia Nuts & Crème Fraîche Whipped Cream

Of course, that’s just for us ladies. The men folk will be getting the ever-so-fitting Misty Moo’s favorite “Rat inna bun á la Ciggy.” And though it might be laced with the Sidewinders special concoction, well who knows if they will ever be able to finish their meal.

By the end of the meeting we were all giggly and maybe just a wee bit tipsy. Should be fun, don’t you think?

Next meeting schedule for same time next week.

Stay tuned for all the surprises we have in store for the men folk.

Meeting adjourned.

Special Note: Miss Ciggy will be too busy to attend the BBQ. But she left the sausages in the club’s freezer, with specially prepared ones marked for Jim.

1187 views · 1071 days ago

It's getting very cold outside. Who would like to warm my butt to keep me red hot this winter?

1270 views · 1071 days ago

Feeling really, really nervous. I have my assessment and Interview to get in to college this afternoon. Yuk. I have to take a Maths and English test, then have an individual interview, followed by a presentation and group tour. It's all a bit intense. I'm really worried because my spelling is atrocious and I'm not a great deal better at Maths. Then there's the interview! That make my insides squirm just thinking about it. I get my responses muddled up sometimes, only the the other day Alex praised me for something and i got confused. I replied with "you're welcome" but this wasn't correct and i was at a loss, so I mini fist pumped the air and tried again with '"yaaaayyyy?" But the correct response was thank you:( It's worse when I'm tired, excited or anxious, but considering I'll be all 3, I'm not filled with much confidence.

But the college know about my health problems, and I've been working really hard the last 3 weeks. Alex has helped me a lot! he's been setting me spellings every single day, really hard ones too. He's also been helping me with maths and I've learnt a lot. But what if i don't get in? I think I'll actually cry. I feel like I'm going to cry now actually:( I so wish i could fast forward to this evening. Right I had better go because I'm not supposed to be on here. Wish me luck!

Bars and Stripes
965 views · 1071 days ago

as i mention before was going go see a therpaist for conusling mostly wsas for realontionship with female we talk about my life as most do going try get me more invole in social actiivty since dont do much

as for the spanking part she ask me if i had any question for her since she ask me lot question i told her yea then thought few second maybe tryin fine right words guess then decide go ahead ask mention it

i said to her since i like female who are strict make me obey and punish me how do you feel about that?

she look at me for few second then ask why you want her to punish you i said casue iam bad iam sure she knew by punish i meant spanking no idea why i didnt say spank me lol instead of punish

she didnt judge me or anything on this subject which i found good but she did say i should put that on back burner but try find a female who intrested in that sort of thing she agree knew people do this type of stuff talk about what people do in sexual realontinship
ask me if people i do see like guys in my bible study do this or church people i know or people in genral i said people in general

she told me also some female might be turn off or run away from this i told her i had ask few female she said they probably didnt like that i said few didnt so all in all i think she answer my question good for me i respect her answer but notice is same asnwer i would get from people on here like find female who into this stuff

no i didnt ask her if she would do it i think or pretty sure she would say no but i think she had understanding about this stuff

she even ask me if be able have realiontship with out this stuff i said yea but deep down i doubt that ask me few other question about it i forgot
i have come up with 10 thing i like to have the female have in realontinship by next wed dont know if we going talk more about spanking part ddoubt i should mention it again

1157 views · 1072 days ago

FINALLY! Have been sprung from the rehab facility! Good to be home.

I want to start by thanking all of you who expressed concern and sent your well wishes. I never expected to have such a rotten thing happen - fell down a flight of stairs after losing my footing. Found out that, when I tried to regain footing (slipped on a piece of paper someone left on the floor), I caused a bone to fracture. It gave way and I just didn't regain my balance before doing a head over tea kettle down a small stairway (3 stairs) - adding to the break count. Now, 3 rods later, 2 surgeries following, and one very ooozing infection, I'm home for the next 6 weeks.

It's good to be back!!


720 views · 1072 days ago

The learning process can be depressing when the teacher has nothing positive to say. Here is some words of encouragement. Keep your head up and let God fight your battle. Victory in Jesus. I am praying that my BFF get through her school day. I am praying for her strength and courage to keep going on with her dream. I am prying that you show her that you are there for her.

Bars and Stripes
1321 views · 1073 days ago

I have never paid to have my hide tanned! the mere thought would make me think I was CRAZY! However I was chatting with a guy who wished that there were Male Professional men who offered serves as Women did. Now, I had never looked for a Man to spank me for money but I thought this guy had to just not be looking and I sure as heck found many many women but No men.

What I did See as looked over the women's service was a Proper setting for the punishment (School, office, home or such) it seemed pretty clear you could call the "scene" and what was used and if sex was or wasn't going to be included.

So why is it there are not men who offer these services? It just seems to me there is a market for it..

5025 views · 1073 days ago

Have you ever read this classic novel from the 1930s by D.H. Lawrence? It is a tale of greed with a lot of sexual undertones. A young man rides his rocking horse at home to find inspiration and pick a winner for the horse races. Even as he gets older, he still rides, and a name will come to him and he'll yell it out. His mother even finds him in the dark riding his stallion to the races. The imagery points clearly to masturbation as he gallops and prods and works himself up.

I'm often fascinated by the image of Lady Godiva riding her steed naked down through a quaint English village. How she must have looked to those around her. The feel of her bare feet against the fur with her most sensitive parts spread wide and straddling the horse as it trots forward.
But I find the Rocking Horse intriguing as well. I've added my own fantasy to it and put it to pictures. I think you could go far with this fantasy and many have. The pony riders with bridle, and sweat from the strain, and a crop or strong hand laid to the muscled hindquarters. And with bare feet pressing into the beast and encouraging it forward. It is such a sweaty, drooling frenzy.

746 views · 1073 days ago

Selfless men & women in uniform working for selfish men & women in suits.......that's the true definition of irony.

Bars and Stripes
2123 views · 1073 days ago

Es ist mal wieder soweit, sie will einfach nicht lernen zu gehorchen!
Am 19 November werde ich also wieder mal sehr streng mit ihr sein müssen, ich denke ich werde sie mehrmals am tag auspeitschen.
Ich werde ihr jeweils 50 Hiebe geben und diese richtig schön durchziehen.
Ganz nach dem Motto:
Wer nicht hören will muss fühlen
Wenn du zum Weibe gehst vergiss die Peitsche nicht

Ich denke ich werde euch dann wieder mit einem schönen Film beglücken.
bis dann

874 views · 1073 days ago

We give thanks today to all who have served in our armed services that we may live free.

History of Veterans Day

On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918 an armistice between Germany and the Allied nations came into effect. On November 11, 1919, Armistice Day was commemorated for the first time. In 1919, President Wilson proclaimed the day should be "filled with solemn pride in the heroism of those who died in the country’s service and with gratitude for the victory". This day became known as "Armistice Day." In 1921, an unknown World War I American soldier was buried in Arlington National Cemetery. Similarly, unknown soldiers had been buried in England at Westminster Abbey and at France at the Arc de Triomphe. In 1954, Congress officially passed and President Dwight Eisenhower signed a bill proclaiming November 11 as Veteran's Day.

National ceremonies commemorating Veterans Day occur each year at the memorial amphitheater built around the Tomb of the Unknowns. At 11 AM on November 11, a color guard representing all military services executes “Present Arms” at the tomb. Then the presidential wreath is laid upon the tomb. Finally, the bugler plays taps.

Today we celebrate with the laying of wreaths and patriotic parades throughout the land.

Thank you, Veterans!

878 views · 1073 days ago

Happy Veterans Day to all. Take a moment to think about their sacrifice. I, at one time had my doubts about women being deployed in combat situations but having served with them, my doubts were put to rest. They all performed very well. Still looking for that naughty female who needs a mentor.

Bars and Stripes
4974 views · 1074 days ago

Quietly fades looking for sharia..... Theres hope for a dry phone that waits to be saturated with female not just any female but an ebony daughter of the son......... Kissed with brown skin with and the hind end the begs for discipline event when she doesn't know it...... A way of life can never be compared to the word quit or stopped... But we wait for the daughters of the son..... Royalty that understands the true meaning of discipline and seeks and is met with the force that she craves and beat till he is satisfied... Because he doesn't have s spanking fetish but simply put..... HE HAS A THING FOR WHOPPIN ASS....... ~A Dom Named Pharaoh

1198 views · 1074 days ago

Anyone find it hard to go to bed at a decent time? I can't ever go to bed early and what happens then in the morning my bed is so comfortable that well I sleep past the alarm or I hit the snooze button a billion times and become late for whatever it is I am to do that day :/

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