Bacall was fixing lunch when I came through the kitchen. I took down one of the spoons that hang on the side of a cabinet. She saw me do it and lost count of the pasta shells she was counting from the box to the pan. She started the count again as I stood watching her. She knew she was going to feel the spoon and was counting rather slowly. Count completed, she said, “I guess you want me to bend over the counter?” “Of course.” She stuck it out and I gave her some moderate pops over her pants. I finally got a weak Ooh from her and stopped. She said, “You know it was really hard for me to keep my wise-ass mouth from saying Is that all you got?”.
I will never get ahead of her.
A month so so back, I posted this picture of a paddle someone bought on ebay. They wondered what the people who signed the paddle would say now about their encounter with the paddle.
In a more recent post, this Fli-Back paddle was shown.
This prompted a reader to tell the rest of his story:
Wendy and I had been spanking each other as foreplay since our early 20’s – mostly me spanking her either by hand or with a very “gentle” paddle which I had made at her suggestion. Almost right from the beginning, it was common for us to switch, Bacall would call it a “joint action”, but Wendy was by far and away the most frequent recipient.
By the early ’80s, when we were newlyweds in our early 30’s, we frequented yard/garage sales as a recreational activity. There were several communities near us that would have community-wide sales; these were sometimes great sources of bargains. We frequently looked way more than we purchased.
By this time in our spanking relationship, I was also receiving at least 40% of the time and was getting a little bored with our gentle paddle but had not taken any action to replace it.
One Saturday morning we were out and about and happened upon a community yard sale. At our last stop in one neighborhood, we were browsing the “nice junk” belonging to a couple in their late 50’s. I happened upon an unpainted Fli-Back paddle stirred into a box of other stuff and it reminded me of some of my childhood experiences. I picked up the paddle and showed it to Wendy who responded only with a bit of a smile and a raised eyebrow – I just nodded by way of a response. Wendy took the paddle, tucked it under her arm, and resumed browsing the tables.
Wendy took the paddle and a few other small items over to the table to pay the lady of the house. The lady took the items one at a time, but gave a little start and a bit of a blush followed by a small, knowing smile when Wendy handed her the paddle. They had that female radar thing going and each knew the purpose of our paddle purchase. Their only unspoken questions were who had been getting spanked, and who was going to be spanked with it!
As we left, I saw her whispering to her husband and nodding towards us as we got into our car. Once in the car, Wendy blurted out – “Oh, my God! She knew we are going to use that paddle for spankings!” My response was – “Only on bare bottoms….. me first!” (Selfish, but I did find it!)
Minutes later, as soon as we got home, the paddle was being tested, and was quickly adopted as my favorite. It is a bit too intense for Wendy when applied with any force at all.
As the years have passed, and we are now older than the couple we bought this paddle from, I am the recipient of 90%+ of the spankings in our home. Wendy is quite happy to serve as the spanker and only occasionally finds herself “in the mood” to receive a spanking. The end game is always the same as when we started out as youngsters – sex always follows a spanking – no matter who gives or receives.
At some point, I glued a piece of thick leather to one side of this paddle. The leather-covered side seems to have a bit less sting than the wooden side. This allows Wendy to “change” paddles in mid-spanking simply by flipping the paddle in her hand – always maintaining an element of surprise for me.
We have many paddles and a few different straps that we have collected over the years, but this one remains my favorite implement. I cannot even guess how many times this paddle has landed on my bare fanny – certainly in the thousands…….and thankfully it is not showing any serious signs of wear!
Less than $1, it was the best entertainment/marriage enhancement/pleasure purchase ever!
Now you know the rest of the story! – Paul Harvey
So I got to thinking how much fun it would be to get together with other switchy couples – there are only a few in the world – and tell about how they acquired a paddle, how it was used and what it felt like. Optionally they would be able to ask someone to use it on them – yeah right in front of all the others. Or someone would ask if they could paddle them.
The caption is belied by her eager smile, see-through bra, and lack of panties. She IS going to paddle him and his “bottom will burn”, he appears to be perfectly willing to accept it but the spanking is just a preliminary to their real planned activities – which they are both looking forward to. I suspect he is a willing/eager participant in the impending spanking and we would discover he is fully erect if the photo’s angle was changed by 90°.