Presenting The Paddle

Having to present the paddle that is going to be used on you can be fun or cause great apprehension.

I recall with, much pleasure, allowing the lasses to pick the paddle to be used. Without fail they would pick the biggest one. I suppose it was a challenge, see if you can break me with this. Or maybe I was such a wimpy paddler they figured I needed all the help I could get. BTW, my biggest paddle was not the meanest one.

 Jolie Fille

In my grade school, you were sometimes sent to another classroom to borrow a paddle. So not only did your class know you were going to paddled, so did everyone in the other classroom. Then it was bend over in the hall, so everyone got to hear.

Signing the paddle was done in my HS. But not by me. I did not care to hang around and be a buddy with the VP.

Bacall’s Spanking Slip

These pictures were taken January 4, 2000 in some motel room somewhere.  It must have been on some holiday we took to maybe Florida, maybe Georgia. Since I have never used a tripod, someone else must have taken the pictures. We draw a blank on who it was.

Two short items. Bacall really liked to get paddled in her “spanking slip”. I have not seen another lass so attired for a spanking.

The Sheriff’s paddle was a gift by a female friend of ours to her spanker. He used it on Bacall first and the handle on the first swing. Bacall was expecting a hot sting and felt nothing. She was gleeful. I took the paddle home and reinforced it. It looks mean, but it was not much as it was made of pressed wood. These pictures were taken with the repaired paddle.

Pretty good images, but spoiled by my lack of a belt. Details matter. My casual outfit of the time, starched shirt, and jeans. 

Ronnie asked for fav spanking pictures and I sent her this one. I expected others to also send her personal pictures. So far one other couple has sent her homemade pictures. I hope more will.

Getting Paddled – I

Here it is Sunday morning. I am listening to Ava Maria sung by Luciano Pavarotti and thought I have not scheduled a post for Monday. So here is a rushed picture post. The title will draw lots of eyeballs.

I discovered I posted Getting Paddled II before this one. Other than the title, it does not make any difference.

A wood paddle on the bare bottom excites us. Maybe one of these pictures will excite you?

I have been told this picture is from a Pennsylvania company that made school furniture and coincidently promotional paddles. The paddles had a sales pitch printed on them and were given to teachers attending their sales exhibits. It’s certainly a nostalgic look the girl has.

Below, I like the expressions on both faces.

Above, my fav size bottom

I like this series of pictures as I am a sucker for short plaid skirts.

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Spanking Is Complicated For Most People

Long post with my thoughts on spanking relationships.

Warning: No spanking pictures.

I make no claim that what we enjoy is right for anyone else. My point is that the lack of honest communication and the desire to be submissive may not get you what you want.

Spanking Is Complicated For Most People and that’s because they make it that way. They feel they have to be submissive, so they can’t say what they really want.

I read this and wonder about it.

Yes, it really does hurt. But, as odd as this may sound, the pain is a secondary consideration. What we treasure more are feelings of connectedness, peace, and openness that follow.

Connectedness is a feeling of belonging to or having an affinity with a particular person or group. I suppose belonging to could be a submissive state of mind. And an affinity with a particular person or group could mean you are damn glad to have someone to spank you. All this seems to be overthinking it to me. I like to spank, I like to be spanked. It turns me on. No other rational is needed.

The only thing I have ever said about spanking that may be universally true is that once two people admit they share an interest in spanking that will be the last time they will fully agree on anything related to spanking.

The list of reasons for spanking goes on for novel-length. Atonement for misdeeds, connecting to another, submission, fun, etc. In our case, it’s directly connected to sexual pleasure. Sure, there is a sting, but it’s not perceived as pain to us. The sting goes from our backside to our brain for a little processing and to our front side. When I think of all the other reasons someone that likes to be spanked might have, it’s a wonder that Bacall and I found each other so compatible. We sure as hell did not have a list of spanking traits we wanted in the other when we met.
 
Disappointment in a spanking.  Yes, sure, it happens for all sorts of reasons. Too hard. Too gentle. Preoccupied. Not in the mood. Didn’t happen. Shouldn’t have happened. Delayed. Not the implement I was hoping for. Already been spanked and don’t need another one. Would rather snuggle. Uncomfortable position. Headache. Sore back. Sore bottom. Busy now. Too hot. Too cold. Too stingy, I wanted thud. Too thuddy, I wanted sting. Wrong room. Too long. Too short. Too high. Too low. Too far out on my hip. Feeling sick. Feeling tired. Wanted scolding. Scolding was distracting. Rationale is bogus. Didn’t get a rationale. Just don’t want to get spanked right now. Why can’t we do this later?
 
My thought, yeah do it later, take a rain check. Neither of us feels submissive to the other so taking a spanking to be submissive to the other’s desires is foreign to us. We always check with the other to see if they are in the mood. If things are not going as we want, we tell the other right away.
 
 
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So I got a note from a guy. His wife has agreed to spank him, maybe not as long or as hard as he would like, but he is working with her to “improve” the spankings. He would like to be submissive to her, to give himself to her. But, she will have none of that.

I can relate to her feelings. I have had more than a few women that wanted to be submissive to me. I am not bragging, I am saying how desperate they were. All of them were successful in their own right. An RN with two doctorates, a CPA, etc.  I have never wanted any part in controlling another’s life. It’s all I can do to control my own life. 

So I can understand wives who signed up for traditional marriage, with traditional sexual boundaries who find after the vows have been exchanged that their husband has a few more vows – that he wants to be spanked and have her control him.

And it course works the other way, wives reveal they want to be spanked, controlled after marriage. Witness all the DD blogs.

We can ask for a spanking. That takes nothing away from it for us.

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Consider that in marriages where punishments spankings are given, don’t you find it odd that only the submissive one ever needs to be punished? The dominant one never makes a mistake. Fucking incredible to me.

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Most paddlings given to me by other women have been a disappointment to me. I explain in detail how I want it and they tell me they understand. And then bam right out of the gate they head in a different direction and I have to stop the scene. I make sure they understand that licks only go on the meaty section and the first lick is on my side. Scene ends.
 
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Same with implements, there are dozens of types. We happen to have landed on wood. I was always about wood, no doubt from school. She came to wood by way of leather. There are damn few wood paddles that work for us. When we made them, we tested them on each other to see how they worked. I would get on the intercom and call her down to the workshop for a test. We communicated.
 
A belt Bacall bought for herself. It turned out to be more than she bargained for.
 
 
One of my jeans belt that I use on Bacall
 
 
Some paddles were tossed right away, others would be cut a little to see if that would improve them. When we got one we liked, she would finish it.
 
I can look a paddle and say it looks like it would work, but the proof is in feeling it.
 
All this to say, it’s an exceedingly narrow channel to find a suitable mate and another channel to find the right implement. As I am sure you already know.
 
After years and dozens of toys, these are our go-to favs
 
 
Her Toys
 
My Toys

Blistered Bottoms

I wish I could write a sexy tale about spanking like Ronnie frequently does. But, that is not me or Bacall.

A week or so back, Bacall was feeling bulletproof. I kept ramping up the paddle licks and she kept wiggling her bottom around and cooing inviting more and harder licks. After it was over, she saw that I was not using her holey paddle, but the stingy Teacher’s paddle. She was proud that she had taken so many licks with that paddle. She told me several times that day that she could still feel the residuals of the paddling.

Then she got the same thing three days later. She has been satisfied since.

I woke up from a morning nap thinking I needed a paddling. And not just any paddling. In my dream, I had on an athletic supporter. Not a sexy garment, but it has appeal for me as it seems that with the cheeks exposed you are just asking for it. And I was going to ask for it.

So it was going to be bare bottom from the start and to make it worse, my dream had the dreaded black paddle being used.

I put on the supporter, got the paddle and told Bacall that I needed to bend over the dining room chair and be paddled.

From the crack of the first lick, we both knew that something was different. It burned like never before. She was giddy with the sound the paddle was making and seeing me squirm. She could not keep from smiling and laughing.

After all these years, why did this paddling stand out? We can only speculate. You may recall she had foot surgery last September and just that week had got her new inserts. I am guessing the surgery plus the inserts gave her a firm platform and she was able to really get her hips into the swing for the first time in years.

After only eight licks, I felt well paddled and did not see any reason to continue. We retired to the bedroom.