Growing Up Jim – IV

This the fourth of a series by a regular reader.

I know I never told you about my GF’s only two discipline spankings.  I honestly cannot remember what she had done to warrant either spanking.  I do remember they were strictly her idea and done at her request sometime in her mid-20’s.  By this time we had been using spanking as sexual foreplay for about 5 years and had our own paddle (I have sent you a photograph previously). I described mom’s spanking procedure in detail and after some self-deliberation; she decided she deserved a paddle / belt spanking.

I told her that mom’s spankings were much more painful and severe than anything we had ever done and that the paddle mom used was considerably more “stingy” than ours – “OK, I deserve it” was her response and asked me to use mom’s paddle if I could get it.  Since we lived close by, a visit to mom’s house did not arouse any suspicion and neither did my trip to the basement to retrieve a tool (along with the paddle). I wondered what mom would have said (or done!) if she caught me snitching the paddle.  I think I told you that the last spanking I got from my mom was when I was 27.

By the time I had retrieved mom’s paddle it was a few days after GF’s initial request.  I announced that I had everything needed and asked if she still wanted me to spank her.  She said yes, but requested that we wait until Friday night so she would not have to sit all day at work on the following day – I agreed.

Friday night came and following dinner she suggested that we both take a shower and then I should spank her.

We showered together with a minimum of inappropriate touching and then retired to the bedroom where she had set out a wooden chair with mom’s paddle and my widest leather belt lying on the seat.

She stripped out of her bathrobe and bent over the chair and simply said, “I’m ready for my spanking.”  I swatted her fanny with the paddle which drew a short gasp – “Is that as hard as your mom spanks you?” she demanded.  “I want a spanking like your mom would give you!”, so I proceeded to land 20+ very firm swats on her bare bottom which left her gasping and shedding a few tears.

A minute later she had composed herself and said she was ready for the belt.  I had never delivered as hard a spanking as I just had and her fanny looked very red when I started with the belt.  It was much redder when I finished and marked with triangles where the belt tip had landed.  She was crying freely when she stood up and thanked me for spanking her.  Sore bottom or not, she was very aroused and we retired to bed with her on top and me rubbing her hot, tender bottom for the duration.  She wore the little triangular marks for 2 days before they faded in time for her to go back to work on Monday.

Her second disciplinary spanking was essentially a copy of this one, except she toyed with the idea of getting a belt / switch spanking until I delivered one stroke of a switch onto her bare fanny as a demonstration – she decided that a paddle / belt spanking was all she really deserved. Again, I don’t remember her perceived offense which warranted her second discipline spanking.

These two spankings must have really “taught her” better behavior since it has been almost 40 years since she “deserved a spanking” for discipline.  There have been a lot of spankings for both her and me since then; always bare, usually with a paddle and always followed by sex of some variety which ended in orgasm for both of us.  “The ultimate purpose of a spanking is pleasure!” – even for bad girls.  

This is a photo of our very first paddle.  This is the one that I made specifically at Wendys request 40 or so years ago and the only one that she has ever liked to be applied to her bare bottom.  For her, it is my hand or this paddle and neither one in too great a quantity or force – a just barely blushing fanny is what she likes. 

This paddle was hastily made using some 1/8″ peg board covered on both sides with artist’s matte board, taped around the edges, hand lettered and decorated with a photo of a spankable female bottom cut out from a Playboy magazine.

I never noticed this before, but “fannies” is misspelled on this paddle!

Usually, when it is brought out there are other things on our minds…..and proof reading is not one of them! I am amazed that Wendy has never noticed it – she is a stickler for spelling.

This picture shows the 3 paddles which we use – these are the ones which have withstood the test of time. We have tried other implements over the years but have always returned to paddles after brief experiments with other things. 

From left to right:

This is a “fly back” paddle – the 50’s & 60’s kid’s toy which supposedly developed kids’ eye / hand co-ordination by hitting a small rubber ball attached by a rubber band to one side of the paddle.  As a general rule, the rubber band broke quickly and the resulting paddle was usurped by a parent and used to refine their eye / fanny co-ordination on their kid’s bottoms.

Wendy and I bought this when we were in our early 30’s at a yard sale for a quarter from a middle aged couple – the woman looked at us somewhat knowingly and blushed (flushed maybe?) a bit during the sale – she had to make change for us – we always wondered how many times this paddle had smacked her or their bare bottoms! I think Wendy and the older woman had that female radar thing going on and they both knew exactly what that paddle had been, and would be, used for! Why they were selling it?…I guess they found something that they liked better.  Or, maybe they put it in the sale just to see who would buy it, perhaps if purchased by an acquaintance or close by neighbor they could develop a relationship later.  I did notice that the woman pointed us out to her husband as we were leaving – something was definitely up! 

By the time we bought this, I was being paddled as least as frequently as Wendy, and frequently we would both be paddled in a single session.  I initiated this purchase at the garage sale, since our first paddle was not really stingy enough for me – this was undoubtedly the very best 25 cent investment we have ever made! 

This is the same model as utilized by my mother in my youth, except this one has been modified for “variety”. As shown on the side which is up in the photo – I found a piece of heavy tanned leather and glued it to one side of the paddle.  This added a bit of weight to the paddle and provides a choice for the spanker – leather on one side, wood on the other.  Both sides sting – I maintain that the leather side stings a bit less than the wood side.

This paddle is too intense for Wendy, it is for me only and always has been.  It is kind of cool in that Wendy can “secretly” change paddles during a session by simply flipping the paddle in her hand which adds an element of surprise – I like it!

The center white paddle is our original.

On the right is an oak paddle which I made about 15 years ago. I did not set out to make a paddle, but sometimes things happen – happy accidents so to speak.  I had recently purchased a power planer and was practicing on some scrap oak left over from some project.  I started with a piece of 1x oak and had planed it down to about 3/8″ – 5/16″ thickness.  As is the case with much handheld power plane work, the thickness is not perfectly even – so this piece of wood tapers a bit.

I was about to toss the wood into my kindling pile when my active mind envisioned a paddle!  Cutting to shape, gluing of pine grips, further shaping and sanding followed and this paddle was born. Pine grips and a red oak paddle – soft on the hand, hard on the red fanny – that’s how it should be!

This is a side view of the oak paddle showing the taper and grips.This paddle has a LOT of sting (at least as measured by MY built insting-o-meter).  Soon after I finished this paddle, I presented it to Wendy andrequested a 50 swat spanking – she complied, I stuck it out, but it was too much.  Since that time we still use it occasionally, but just fewer swats.

Two of these paddles got used on me last Sunday night – I had requested (and got) a repeat of my last birthday’s spanking – 21 by hand; 21 with the fly back paddle; and 21 with the oak paddle – all bare as always! It is unusual for us to change paddles in the middle of a spanking but it added some interest back on my birthday and was worth a repeat.  As usual, other activities followed my spanking.

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