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30902 views · 1762 days ago

La première fois :

Ca y est, tu t’es enfin décidée ! Après de nombreux messages et de nombreuses hésitations tu as franchi le pas tu vas recevoir ta fessée ! Tu te dis que tu dois être un peu folle, aller recevoir une fessée, toi qui n’en as plus reçu depuis tes douze ans ! Dans ta tête tout se bouscule, souvenirs et émotions. Tu as l’estomac noué mais qu’importe tu avances, il serait trop bête de faire demi-tour maintenant.

Les 10 minutes de trajets qui te séparent du bar où vous vous êtes donnés rendez-vous t’ont semblé des heures, mais ça y est tu es arrivée.

Tu reconnais aisément Nicolas, ton fesseur, d’une part parce que c’est le seul adulte qui a un carnet de correspondance de collégien sur lequel est écrit ton prénom d’autre part parce qu’il t’avais envoyé sa photo : mince, la trentaine, plutôt classe.
Nerveuse, tu lui fais furtivement la bise et t’assois. Vous commandez et discutez de tout et de rien pour détendre l’atmosphère mais la conversation s’oriente vite vers le sujet qui nous intéresse… Il te raconte qu’il y a cinq, il a fait le même chemin que toi pour lui aussi recevoir une fessée des mains d’un inconnu. Il en rigole en se rappelant de la peur mêlée d’envie qu’il avait… tu le regardes dans les yeux et lui sourit. Tu ne lui avoues pas, même s’il doit s’en douter, que c’est un peu pour ça que tu l’as choisi lui, il sera sans doute plus attentif à tes craintes et désirs…
"On y va ?" Dit-il en se levant.
Tu te lèves également et hoche la tête.
"Tu sais rien ne t'y obliges..."
Tu esquisses un léger sourire, il te met une petite tape sur les fesses qui te fait instantanément rougir.

Le chemin vers ton appartement est relativement silencieux, tu marches légèrement en retrait comme une gamine qui sait ce qu'il l'attend une fois rentrer, un œil rivé sur le carnet, l'autre sur le sac qu'il porte. Tu t'imagines qu'il doit contenir les instruments qui vont bientôt s'abattre sur tes fesses… Vous êtes enfin arrivés, vous pénétrez dans l'appartement et vous dirigez vers le salon. Il pose alors son sac, brandit le carnet et le tape plusieurs fois contre sa main.
"Alors mademoiselle, on a beau être à la fac on se conduit encore comme une gamine, on sèche les cours et on chahute ! Qu'avez-vous à dire pour votre défense ?"
"Heuuuuuuu" Tes yeux fixent tes pieds comme si, à cet instant, c'était ta seule échappatoire.
"Moi je crois que qui se conduit comme une gamine doit être punie comme une gamine ! C'est une bonne fessée dont tu as besoin ! Mais d'abord va te changer et mettre une tenue un peu plus sérieuse !"

Ne pouvant plus reculer, tu files dans ta chambre et reviens quelques minutes plus tard vêtu comme une étudiante modèle : jupe, socquettes, chemisier, ballerines. Nicolas a disposé une chaise au milieu du salon, mis un peu de musique et attends assis ton retour.

"Ah, voilà une tenue plus convenable pour une jeune fille qui va prendre une bonne tannée ! Aller viens"

Tu te sens un peu ridicule mais viens t'allonger en travers de ses genoux. Il te tapote légèrement les fesses comme pour en jauger la consistance.

"Drôle de sensation de retrouver à 25 ans en travers des genoux d'un quasi inconnu pour se prendre une fessée, n'est ce pas Camille?"

Sans attendre de réponse, une première claque s'abat et te fait pousser un petit cri de surprise. Il marque alors une petite pause, passe sa main dans tes cheveux et reprends doucement la fessée, après une vingtaine de claques, tu sens ta jupe se relever. La fessée se poursuit ainsi quelques instant, ta croupe commence à avoir une jolie teinte rosée. Nicolas s'arrête alors, glisse ses deux pouces sous les élastiques de ta culotte…
"Non, s'il te plait pas cul nu !"
"Sachez mademoiselle qu'une fessée se donne toujours fesses nu, levez-vous et mains sur la tête."
Tu obéis, il dégrafe ta jupe qui tombe à tes pieds puis il baisse ta culotte à mi-cuisses et se lève.
"Je crois que cette rébellion mérite une punition supplémentaire, quelques coups de martinet après la fessée manuelle seront les bienvenus pour te remettre dans le droit chemin"
"Oui, Monsieur"
Nicolas sort alors de son sac un martinet, un vrai comme on pouvait en voir dans les sixties. Il t'attrape par le bras, s'assied, te fait basculer sur ses genoux, pose le martinet sur ton dos et reprend la fessée. Les claques sont plus piquantes sans la mince protection de coton, elles sont aussi plus rapides. Tu commences à gémir et te trémousser. Nicolas alterne alors entre série de claques et caresses, s'attardant parfois sur ton intimité pour augmenter ton trouble et ton humiliation. Ce petit jeu continue quelques minutes, tes fesses sont maintenant bien rouges. Tu sens son bras resserrer son étreinte et tu ne sais que trop ce que cela signifie. Les claques sont maintenant beaucoup plus rapides et plus fortes, tu n'essayes pas de résister et t'abandonnes à la fessée. Tes jambes battent impudiquement l'air, tu pousses des petits cris et sens une étrange chaleur envahir le bas de ton ventre. La série cesse aussi brutalement qu'elle avez commencée.
"Voilà ce que j'appelle une bonne fessée" dit-il en te caressant le bas du dos.
"Relèves-toi et vas un peu méditer au coin"
Tu te relèves un peu chancelante, comme ailleurs.
"Puis déshabilles-toi entièrement, que je puisse mieux admirer le contraste entre tes fesses et le reste"
Tu t'exécutes et vas te placer au coin les mains sur la tête. Il sort sur le balcon fumer une cigarette et tu sens un léger courant d'air frais parcourir ton corps nu, une autre sensation qui t'était inconnue.
"Bon tu n'as pas oublié que tu as gagné le martinet ?"
"Non, Monsieur"
"Bon vu que c'est première et que tu as déjà reçu une bonne fessée, je ne serais pas trop sévère… par contre tu vas être punie dans une position particulièrement humiliante…"
"Mais Monsieur" murmures-tu.
"Tu préfères peut-être punie sévèrement et avoir des coups de strap en bonus ?" Dit Nicolas en se dirigeant vers son sac et en sortant une longue bande de cuir avec laquelle il te tapote les fesses.
"Alors ?"
"Pardon Monsieur, je crois que préfère et mérite une punition humiliante"
"Je préfère ça, allons dans ta chambre"
"Oui, Monsieur"
"Assieds-toi au bord du lit"
Assise tu regarde craintive les lanières du martinet, il t'attrape alors par les pieds, te bascules sur le dos et de donnes sans ménagement une vingtaine de coups de martinet sur les fesses et les cuisses. La morsure des lanières vient raviver la chaleur de tes fesses mais aussi celle dans le creux de tes reins. Il jette alors le martinet sur le lit et sort de la chambre. Tu restes ainsi allongée de longues minutes comme sur un petit nuage, le picotement de tes fesses faisant monter ton désir. Tu as une envie folle de te masturber mais tu n'oses pas, peut-être va-t-il revenir et là c'est sur c'est la strap non pas que n'aies pas envie d'essayer mais pas sur tes fesses qui doivent déjà être écarlates ! Tu te lèves va voir dans la salle de bain adjacente, elles sont déjà d'un beau rouge. Tu bois un verre d'eau pour te remettre de tes émotions et retourne t'allonger dans la chambre. Nicolas reviens quelques instant après avec tes vêtements, la strap et un tube de crème.
"Ne t'inquiètes pas Camille, c'est fini ! C'est juste au cas où je t'aurais trouvée en train de t'amuser, puis même ça aurait juste pour dire ! Je crois que c'était déjà une belle fessée surtout pour une première !"
"Oui c'est vrai ! Mais je t'avoue dit-elle avec un petit sourire espiègle que j'y ai pensé et aussi à la strap… je crois que ces mauvaises pensées valent bien deux coups juste pour voir"
"Je pense que tu as raison, allez mets un coussin sous ton ventre et allonges-toi, après si tu veux je te passerai un baume sur les fesses"
CRAC AIE CRAC OUUUUH
"Oui ça pique !"
Nicolas dépose alors deux noisettes de crème et masse délicatement ses deux globes rouges et chauds.
"Rhabilles-toi et traînes pas trop" dit-il en lui faisant un clin d'œil
"T'inquiètes" dit-elle en lui rendant son clin d'œil

Quelques minutes plus tard tu le rejoint et vous échangez vos impressions tout en programmant la prochaine. TO BE CONTINUED

30276 views · 642 days ago

So.

It's not the weekend, when I normally have time to log in. It's a Tuesday, for heaven's sake! A Tuesday.

I have no questions of pure curiosity for you, you spanking society at large. Although on this site so far, I've felt like an observer just trying to understand,... this time, this post is not a question posed so I can see where people are in their perspectives and opinions.

And rather than protecting myself from exposure behind words and questions... I will gamble. I will venture. Tonight, I want to expose a thought. To shine a light on a shadowed corner of my heart, and see what that exposure does to me.

I am empowered by internal annoyance.

Why is it that I seek to do my best, except in matters that mean the most to me? It's like reflex: the more important something is to me, the more certain I am to run the other way.

Not with people, per se. Definitely not when others depend upon me, no. But where I am the only one to feel the loss. Tasks, promotions, successes that are solely mine to achieve and costs fully paid only by me.

A few years ago, I needed... no, in all fairness, I wanted... to lose 10 pounds for my best friend's wedding. She didn't care, but I did. Every day, I would decide that this would be the day I'd take care to follow a temporary diet, and put the extra effort into my exercise. And every single day, I would instead eat horribly and drop even the exercises I normally do!

Did I lose? Is that a serious question? I gained 7.

Until later in the year, long after the wedding, when it was far less important. Then it was easy to get back to normal.

Last year, I needed to accomplish a task on a website. It was my own website; no one else depended on me. I truly wanted to add some important thoughts in time for the end of the year. So, instead, I dropped all maintenance of the website altogether and watched TV every spare moment. I turned my back entirely.

Until last month, when I decided to update some fairly unimportant details instead.

Today... no, actually for about 2 weeks now... I have had a project in front of me. I believe it may just be the best opportunity I have ever had for my success. My work on it has been over halfway complete for a couple years, but right now I have an amazing chance to finish and succeed in a part of my life that I would say is more important to me than anything else I could accomplish.

So. What do I do in my free time? Watch TV. Play computer games. Well, that and eat chocolate-creme Oreo's. Every free moment in the day. And night. I even stay up later than normal just to NOT work on my project.

It's like the coup de grace for my personal dreams.

I have a few more weeks left to complete this, and I could probably get an extension. But that assumes I actually work on it! And look where I am, even now!... here. Bemoaning my futile attempts at success for what I consider essential aspects of my life. Oh, less important aspects I hit hard, work hard, push hard, focus on with whole-hearted abandon. But things that are personally important to me... I self-sabotage.

And even while I am whining away here, I am not at a place where I could meet with anyone for "motivation"... I do not do pictures or video... I don't have time to spend seeking help or answers...

...Check that. I shouldn't have time. If I were actually working on my project, I wouldn't have time.

But I still have the issue, and I'm here. Caught in my own personal Cube.

Why can't it be things that I care less about that I drop, that I turn my back upon and run the other way? Why is it only the things that are most worthy of my attention that I ignore completely; the things most important to me personally that I avoid and drop?

I am the only one who pays for it. I am the only one who loses.

I am annoyed.

That's all. So, here it is, in blog form. My internal fight, exposed. I am saving this before I lose the nerve my annoyance grants me...

23268 views · 1823 days ago

Spanking ist es ein Fluch oder ein Segen ?
Lustgefühle durch Schläge auf das GesäßAlls ich 12 Jahre alt war merkte ich das sich noch ein seltsamer Effekt einstellte der sich auf meine Sexuelle Erregbarkeit auswirkte. Wie die meisten Eltern dieser Zeit ( 1968 - 1980 ) bestraften auch meine Eltern mich durch Schläge auf den Po, nur das mir diese Schläge mit 12 Jahren nicht nur schmerzen bereiteten sondern mich auch erregten.Mit ca. 14 Jahren habe ich dann sogar absichtlich was angestellt damit ich gezüchtigt wurde, da meine Eltern beide arbeiteten wurde ich immer Abends bestraft. Wenn ich wusste dass ich bestraft werde habe ich vor der Bestrafung extra eine dünne Schlafanzughose angezogen damit die Schläge auch richtig weh taten.Selbst Spanking !
Selbst Spanking also sich selbst auf den Po schlagen. Ich mache das regelmäßig ein- bis zweimal im Monat einfach wenn ich das Verlangen danach habe und gerade kein Partner da ist.Ich finde es spricht nichts gegen eine gute und harte Selbst Spanking Sitzung so kann man versuchen seine Grenzen selbst zu erreichen. http://der-rote-po.webnode.com

20952 views · 2140 days ago

Ahoj!JsVýprasky především dostávám, někdy však i dávám a také se rád na výprasky dívám. Zajímají mě zejména výprasky mezi muži. Nejraději dostávám dlouhý výprask koženým opaskem na holý zadek. Takový výprask bolí, ale trvalé poškození nehrozí. Občas potřebuji dostat i velmi tvrdý výprask. Myslím si, že správný trest musí být přísný a bolestivý. A chlap musí takový trest bez řečí přijmout!Ovšem ani velmi tvrdý výprask na zadek není nebezpečný.


I po tomto tvrdém výprasku vojenským řemenem se zadek rychle zahojí. Za dva týdny už není nic poznat a může se přistoupit k dalšímu tělesnému trestu. :-)

19894 views · 2396 days ago

经过我不懈的努力,终于成功注册啦。哎,语言的不通让我很晕。不过没关系,就当是练习英语的一个好机会吧。{我到现在还没学会怎么上传相片,囧。}

19449 views · 2273 days ago

Part II (See Part I Below)

I think another aspect that makes us attracted to the parental element of a spanking is unconditional love. While it exists in some relationships, it is probably not to the same degree as it does in a parent child relationship. I feel that, especially for women, there is a strong sense of feeling protected and safe that comes from parental discipline. Even when in trouble and being punished, there is a strong feeling of being taken care of. They find a sense of security from someone that is willing to discipline them, even when they do not want to, in order to help them become a better person. Some couples are able to achieve this dynamic, but not without introducing at least a small sexual element. I think the bond created is strong enough that there are many straight men out there looking for male/male spanking as adults. There was something that they felt while being punished growing up that they are looking to recreate as adults. It is not just the physical sensations that they are looking to find again, it goes well beyond that.

I think another big influence is the age at which we found the thoughts of spanking exciting. For me, and I suspect many others, my attraction to spanking came at a very early age. Thinking about spanking excited me, well before I ever found women sexually attractive. At that age, I had no concept of consensual adult spanking and all I had to work with was spanking in the real world. Before the day of the Internet, I had very little to work with. The only real contact I had with spanking (being that my parents did not spank me) was the paddling that took place in my school and the spankings that took place in my neighborhood. I went out of my way to casually obtain information about the girls in my neighborhood and school getting spanked. At this point in my life, this was all I knew in regards to spanking and I couldn't get enough of it. I lived in a state and town in which spanking was very common and while sometimes embarrassed, many people would talk about it because it was just part of their everyday life. It left me in a situation of fantasizing about either spanking these girls, or watching them getting spanked. In my prepubescent state, there was no sexual interaction in these fantasies, it was all about punishments. This was the early attraction for me, so I think it makes sense that this is still the attraction.

I think that if there were more real world instances of adults being spanked as a punishment, that we could easily adjust what we like to read about or see depicted on video. I do not think the common thread in my questions asked above is the fact that these are children being spanked. I think that the common thread is reality. If there were more real world occurrences of real spankings between adults that we would naturally add these to the list of things we like to read about or see depicted in spanking media. But because instances such as these are few and far between, we revert back to what originally sparked our interests in spanking while growing up.

For me, I think to a certain degree, some of what I am saying is why I find the concept of school corporal punishment exciting. This is also why I focus so much on school paddling that takes place at the high school level. I think that in some way, I feel less guilty about finding these things exciting when we are discussing almost fully grown women. There are many girls that are 18 and seniors in high school that are still paddled. This is as close as I can get to a real world spanking that involves someone that is not a child. I think that this is mentally easier for me to swallow than the thought of a grade school child being spanked. There is less mental conflict for me when I consider a fully developed woman electing to take a paddling as her punishment. This still has all of the real world elements that I find exciting, but does not make me feel so weird about it. This alone helps solidify my thoughts that if there were more real world instances of adults being spanked as a punishment, then our attention would shift to these situations. One of the first spanking scenes I ever saw in the media was the strapping in the mainstream movie “Tank”. I still think this scene is fantastic and there was nothing at all that gave it the feel of a child being punished. What it did was present a spanking as a punishment, to an adult woman, in a very realistic way, and for realistic reasons.

You will notice that in the feature length films that I have shot, I try provide content that shows legal aged adults being punished in a situation that seems at least a little plausible. This was the whole basis for the “RS Institute of Learning” website. I tried to create a realistic situation that allows for the spanking of adults. In the movies “Friday Punishments”, “the RS Institute Road Trip”, and “Maid for Punishment” there is nothing to imply that these are teenage girls. Instead, I wrote scripts based on legal aged girls being spanked in real life situations that only require a small suspension of disbelief.

You will often see me writing about childhood related punishments on this blog. You will read my thoughts on school corporal punishment, you will read some of the many accounts that I have heard about people getting spanked growing up. Because of the metal conflict involved, you will rarely read anything I have written than involves the spanking of young children. Instead, my focus in generally on people who were punished well into their teen years. Once again, while I liked hearing about these things growing up and I still like reading about them now, I am opposed to the concept of spanking children in general. If I witnessed a man in a parking lot smacking his young daughter forcefully on the bottom in an abusive manner, would I find it exciting? I do not think so. Instead, I feel my initial instinct would be to smack the shit out of him and tell him to pick on someone his own size. While there are some things I like to read about, the thought of it actually happening often makes my stomach turn, thus bringing me once again to a conflicted state of mind.

It is not always easy being into spanking. The roots of our fetish, while easier to justify at a young age, becoming increasingly difficult thoughts to rationalize as adults. What we found exciting as teens, makes us feel like perverts as adults. With my business, I have been forced to come to grips with all of this. Several times a week I am in a situation of explaining to new models why we film the types of scenes that we do. I try to explain why our scenes often have a domestic feel, while at the same time trying not to weird them out. I also try to explain that even though our scenes have a domestic feel to them, that we never have anyone call the spanker “mommy” or “daddy”. Legally, I can present a girl on video as any age that I want. We can legally do “mommy/daddy” scenes, but I do not allow it. Once again, it just leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I know this is what many people want to see (it is probably our number one request) but I just can’t force myself to do it. Once again, there is just too much mental conflict involved and it makes me uncomfortable.

In closing, I do not think that if you find yourself attracted to reading true accounts of childhood spanking that you are a pedophile. I do not think that finding yourself turned on by a spanking video in which it appears as though a teen girl is being punished by her father is all that weird. The attraction and excitement is not a product of this seeming like a child being punished, it is a product of the scene having a sense of reality to it. At its very core a spanking is a painful punishment that is meant to teach a lesson, one that the person being spanked has little or no control over. As adults into spanking, this is all that we are mentally looking for, and the age of the recipient has little or no bearing on this situation. But the reality of our world provides very few instances of this happening to adults, so we allow ourselves to push age aside and get caught up in the reality of the situation. Once again, a tough topic to discuss and even harder to rationalize, but I believe there is great truth to the points I have made. I hope that at least on some level this helps people cope with some of the more difficult aspects of their fetish.

18485 views · 2333 days ago

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18216 views · 2260 days ago

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18116 views · 2206 days ago

Alright, Party at my blog, or place, or whatever!!

EVEREYONE IS WELCOME hehehe even tops :3 someone's gotta keep us brats in line or its no fun!!! :P~

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17778 views · 1350 days ago

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17637 views · 2263 days ago

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17482 views · 2434 days ago

Ich will auch mal ein Blog zu und über mich schreiben. Vieleicht interessiert ja den einen / die eine so das eine und andere über mich. Man weiss ja nie. :-)Also mal kurz zu mir:
Ich heisse Peter, wohne in der Schweiz am schönen Walensee. Bin schlank, ca. 55kg leicht und humorvoll.Das letzte Mal wurde ich vor viel mehr wie einem Jahr übergelegt und bekam den Hintern / Arsch versohlt. Ob es mal wieder an der Zeit ist - wer will dies entscheiden? Soviel mal kurz für heute.
Ich grüsse
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Anfangs 2012
Wohne(n) nun in der Region Zürich dies beruflich bedingt.

17394 views · 2220 days ago

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17183 views · 1321 days ago

Hi everyone

I am sorry we havent been on this forum for a while. 65,000 video views is an awful lot !

We are busy putting together new clips and full videos of primarily school and domestic discipline. We only shoot Male top and Female top with beautiful girls.

Later this year we will be launching helloheadmaster.com which will be a mix of premium HD video content for download and keeps as well as a lot of free adult spanking, caning, tawsing and for the American audience the wooden paddle.

If you cant wait to see both the premium paid content and free content please check us out on twitter at @helloheadmaster, If you follow me you will get a photoshoot picture every couple of days !

Stay tuned as they say and many many thanks for all the comments and kind messages. There is an awful lot of non action weak CP out there and we prefer pushing the girls to their absolute limits. After all I am caning their bottoms not kissing their bottoms !

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17085 views · 615 days ago

This is not just a question, per my normal, to check the pulse, and to poll the opinions of you wonderful Spanking Tubers.

No. I have been challenged, in a friendly banter. So, I pose a challenge to you all, in a friendly banter.

And I do so love a challenge.

I have been having a lively little debate this past week between myself and another person on the issues I have with self-spanking, and I have been challenged to write a blog on it. This entry will be completely different than my usual, and knowing me, quite sarcastic... Now, before you get offended, that's where our humor has been, so he will be expecting it...

(Please note: if you find sarcasm less funny as impolite and rude, please move along. You won't like the temperature of this water.)

(Wait, still here? I'm not kidding. Major, rise-to-a-challenge, sarcasm ahead.)

(I really am not kidding. Enter at your own risk.)

You see, I was originally thinking to write my next blog post and ask: do you -- or do you ask others to -- self spank? And do you find it at all efficient? Truly? No, like ever?

But since then, I have been not asked, but challenged (look, there it is again!) to find a way to do so efficiently.

It isn't the first time I've been asked/told to self-spank, and won't be the last. I have said, no, and for good reasons. Reasons that seem like little, whiny excuses from a deserving brat by anyone on the Top side of the totem pole. But to me, these are reasons that are quite... reasonable... thank you very much. And even moreso, I find no efficient answer to dealing with them.

Now. Aside from the authority, the domination, the obedience, the stay-in-position-or-I'll-add-another (which never, ever results in another no matter how much we squirm, face it)... aside from saying, "Just do it anyway!" like some dark, twisted commercial for stiletto heels by Nike... aside from the questions of whether I drag my heels because I am stubborn, a control freak, or just plain right...

Aside from all that, the issue is: how?

So, in lieu of a poll, I pass this along: how do you propose a person self-spanks, who cannot do it with any efficiency? (The preeminent word here being: cannot. That's an interesting word. Let me try it again, cannot. Not won't. Not wouldn't. Not shouldn't. Cannot. Third time's the charm.)

If the intent is to make me bore myself just to prove my obedience... sure, I'll play along and wake up when it's over. But say it with me now: a spanking is supposed to hurt!

First reason:

I have slight physical limitations that keep any self-spanking from being effective. My short height carries with it slightly shorter arms than normal. You try spanking yourself when you can hardly reach beyond your hips. I must twist to reach, or twist to swing, and twisting leads me to my next point.

If you read my profile, you would know I am not 18. Shocker, this effects my self-spanking skills. Back and neck are not what they used to be. So, if you want me to twist with any force or strength, give me just a second while I take my magic age pills and then we'll see how far that gets us.

Second reason:

A serious spanking, a good spanking, a hard and long spanking.... tends to be effective for me only after I would stop if I were in control.

Wait... what was that? You are in control? Funny, that looks like my hand holding that implement. Who knew you had such short fingers?

Ah, come the idle threats again. Oh no, I refuse to keep going, so you add more to the amount that I'm... not... doing.... Well, that convinces me! I'll get right on that.

You wait here.

Third, and absolutely the most impenetrable reason -- if no other reason existed, this would do it for me:

I am not a multi-tasker.

This is an understatement. If something breaks my focus (which is often very hard to do), the new thing gets my entire focus. That's the key: my entire focus. And keeps it, sometimes for only a moment, sometimes for hours. Listening to a symphony performance. Gazing at the stars. Doing laundry, what have you.

If I have a thought that catches my focus when I'm eating, I sit with fork hovered in mid air until I notice it again. If I get into a serious talk with someone on the speakerphone while I'm out driving, I'll find I'm going 10, 15, 20 miles under the speed limit and still slowing, because pressing my foot down on the gas is no longer in my focus. My old roommate figured out that to easily win a timed game, she only needed to ask me a question. I would stop moving to answer her, while she kept building her hand. She won every single time! (Devious, but she was a smart cookie.)

I don't know how people do it, split focus on more than one thing at a time. It is not within my capabilities, not since I was a child and realized there was no one else in the classroom yet again, after the class let out while I was focused on reading. Not since I was a teenager and tried to master... learn... okay, NOT be last chair with (every single week).... the violin. But found that if my one hand was moving to set the notes, my other hand would stop moving the bow....

Catching this? I focus on one thing at a time. One. At. A. Time. This isn't some stubborn choice or rebellious delay, it is a matter of synapse. And no amount of lecture, command, or idle threat is going to rewire the electricity in my brain.

The second I feel real pain, I stop. The pain has my focus and my movement has lost it.

I can pick up the movement again, but not until the pain releases my focus again.

But wait, there's more! How about while I'm trying to switch focus back to movement... you start giving warnings or making motivating commands? Ok, now I'm hovering with implement in hand, listening to you...

So, hang in there, it's gonna be a really long night. Hope you feel like waiting. (Which is only fair: if I'm bored by it, so should you be.)

Now, sarcastic taunting aside... like I said, none of this takes into account obedience, domination, authority, etc. Back when I was active, and during those interactions when I was being submissive, you bet I tried my best. But please hear me, it's not within my capabilities to do well. If you want it effective, you don't want me to self-spank.

Unless... you wonderful Spanking Tubers have some fantastic solution that I haven't thought of in the last couple decades?

Perhaps that virtual reality spanking counselor. A spanking robot. A remote controlled locking device, in a remote controlled spanking machine...

Wait, I know. Meeting with a spanker. The only efficient answer to self-spanking, that I know of, is to have someone other than myself do it to me. Now there's some lovely, circular logic for you.

Too bad I'm an isolationist right now... Perhaps we could "fix" that with some good, hard spankings... And our circular logic has come full circle.

Please, seriously know (as my challenger knows) that my sarcasm is feisty, but is not at all intended to actually hurt anyone or offend. I have met only fun, witty, enturous, and sometimes strongly dominating people here on ST, and I've enjoyed and I respect you all!

So. Anyone actually make it this far? Don't blame me, I was challenged.

If no magical solutions come to your mind, I am still curious: what are your own views and experiences with self-spanking? Do you struggle, too? Do you find it easy to do?

Wait...how?

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How many just get turned on being told what there spanking will be like?

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Do spanking video viewers like sex with spanking videos. And if so what kind of scenarios do they like?

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I havent been spanked with a belt since i was a young girl by my father for slapping him at the age of 13, not one of my smartest moves, and most certainly one of the most painful and longest spankings of my life. Tonight I got a very very good reminder of why I hated belts soooooo much. My boyfriend thought it cute at first when he realized he couldnt get in the house because of the changed locks, however he did not find it cute when he realized I had fallen asleep and he really had no way in the house. I woke up a couple hours later and let him in.. He was steaming mad by this time... " Kayla what were you thinking?? what if the house had caught fire?? You know these doors are pretty much indestructable! I wouldn't of been able to get to you!" I looked down at the ground, i hadn't thought about it like that, i was still looking at the ground and said, "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking..." He was still mad, his face was red.. I don't recall him ever being so mad. I already started to cry and choked out "I didnt mean to make you mad..." He told me, "I know you didnt mean to make me mad, but this isnt something i'm going to ignore. You should of thought about what could have happened!" I didn't say a word, i stood there completely silent. He sat down on the couch, and I knew what was coming. I didn't bother throwing a fit or trying to talk my way out of it. I asked him "Jeans up or down? panties yes or no?" He gave me that look as if he was saying what do you think? I quickly took them off instead of just pulling them down, and bent over his knee as he positioned me how he wanted me. I waited and he said, "God forbid this house caught on fire, and you had been in here!" The first few smacks of his hand landed, his lecture continued. "I would not have known how to get to you, The doors are near impossible to kick in! I might not of been able to get it down in time to get to you" more hard and heavy spanks landed, and tears started to fall pretty heavily. "You know I couldn't of got you awake! And don't you dare say you'd of woke up! I stood outside knocking yelling and ringing the door bell trying to get you awake! A bomb couldnt wake you up!" His hand started hitting harder and i started kicking and begging, "I'll be good! I won't let it happen again! I'll think before i pull another joke." His hand kept falling, after about 20 minutes he stopped and said "Oh i'm going to make sure you think before doing something like this again!" He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the bedroom, he laid a pillow over the footboard, and told me to bend over it. I was crying loudly and telling him i'd learned my lesson. He said "NOW! I'm making sure you learn this lesson, Do you have any idea how much it'd kill me if something happened to you?" With that I looked at the ground and got into position. His new belt came off and I watched him double it like a loop. I shook all over not knowing what to expect, and then he started spanking over and over again with that dreadful belt.. I was kicking and yelling and begging for him to stop. I counted around 30 and he stopped, I didnt move a muscle til he told me I could get up, not that i much wanted to move at the moment either. His voice grew soft as he sat on the bed and said come here. I did and he sat me gently on his lap and kissed me and wiped away the tears. I was still crying and choking out an apology the best I could, "I'm sorry baby I'll think more seriously about a joke before I do it again... I'm sorry please forgive me." He kissed me again and simply said "Baby i don't mind jokes, you know that. It's jokes that could get you hurt or cause me to lose you forever that I don't like. You knew better than to do that, I can't picture losing you, you're my babygirl, and hopefully if you'll have me one day you'll be my future wife and mother of my children. I don't want to risk losing you because you wanted to be a brat and play a joke." And the tears got heavy again as he hugged me and told me I was forgiven and to calm down the spanking was over. I finally managed to and he told me that since this was the first time he'd whipped me with a belt i didn't have to stand in the corner. He held me for a long time and we went back in the living room, snuggled up on the couch and hugged and kissed and just cuddled and talked.
After thinking of it how he said I realize I was in the wrong, and that I deserved the spanking. It hurt like crazy and left a major fire in my butt, yet i did deserve it.

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