How could I have forgotten?

 

But I did. I missed my Blogiverary which was early this month. 

16 years of blogging.

Thanks Bonnie for spotting my blog many many years ago,

I've had a lot of fun. I've made so many wonderful friends, some of which I've had the pleasure of meeting from the UK and across the pond.

Thank you everyone who has ever stopped by my humble little blog and for all the lovely comments you left. to the friends I've made and a special thank you to all my readers who still visit even though I haven't blogged much this year.  You are very special people.

Have a fun weekend,

Ronnie
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Blogiversary

I can't believe I forgot my Blogiversary which was early this month.

It's been 13 years since Bonnie first added me to her 'In with the New' spot (where did those years go). I've had a lot of fun. I never believed I would make so many wonderful friends and have had the pleasure of meeting some of these friends from here in the UK and from across the pond.  Thank you ladies.

I want to say a big thank you to each and everyone who has ever stopped by my humble little blog and for the comments you leave. Without you, I wouldn't still be here blogging. I want to give a a special mention to Roz, who never fails to leave lovely comments for me, and for a lot of other bloggers. Roz, thank you.

I'm happy that this year is ending and hope 2022 is a good one for you and your family

If you are out and about tonight celebrating, stay safe.

Have a happy New Year's Eve and a fun weekend.

Ronnie
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A Special Day

Well it is for me. 

Why I hear you ask - because today is my birthday, well not mine but Heart and Soul. In fact its 10 birthday. How did that happen? I can't believe I've been blogging that long. 

10 years and only 1667 posts. I thought I'd posted a lot more than that:)

Thanks to Bonnie for spotting my blog all those years ago.  So many lovely friends and have even meet a few wonderful spanko ladies from the UK and the US.  

So again, thanks for another wonderful year of blogging and thank you to all who stop by my humble little blog. I wouldn't still be here blogging if it wasn't for you all and that's the truth.

I shall be letting P know it's my 1oth year blogging. I think it calls for a special celebration and I think you all know what kind of celebration I mean. I'm sure he'll agree.

Have a good week.

Ronnie
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Two Words....

....Thank you. 

The thank you is to everyone who has ever stopped by my humble little blog. It's because of you all, that tomorrow, 3rd December, I will be celebrating 8 years of blogging. Can't quite believe it's been 8 years but it has. I've had fun, made lovely friends and even met 6 wonderful spanko ladies which I never dreamt possible.

So how will I be celebrating, champagne, wine, lunch or dinner out? No, just being around this wonderful community though I wouldn't say no to a rose paddle spanking 

 

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie
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Four Years - Thank You

Yes, today is my birthday. Well not my actual birthday but my 4th blogiversary.  It's been four years since our friend Bonnie (thanks Bonnie) linked me in her December 2008 - "In With The New: Back Again So Soon" Edition.

I want to thank each and everyone of you who has ever stopped by. I've had such fun and made many, many friends and of course hope to make many more.

So what do I want to do for my Blogiversary celebrations.....

Have a glass of champagne

A day shopping

Lunch out

No, nothing like that - just the day visiting with friends across this wonderful community.....

.....but I wouldn't say no to P giving me a red bottom at the end of the day.

Have a wonderful week.

Ronnie
xx

Happy Birthday to Me

Tomorrow is Heart and Soul's 3rd birthday (yes I can't believe it either.)

I was wondering what to post today apart from my elation at getting to my 3rd birthday on here, with more friends than ever. I really thought it would be a couple of months max when Bonnie found me back in 2008, but no, here I am and loving it! Thanks Bonnie and a big thank you to each and everyone who stops by - without you I wouldn't still be here x

Now I don't want you to get the idea I'm obsessed with riding, being as my post on Wednesday had an equestrian flavour but I haven't been spanked in the last few days and nothing unusual or funny has really happened in my little part of the world so I'm re-posting an old favourite I did a while back, with an equestrian theme and *WARNING: There is corporal punishment* mentioned so those of you of a sensitive nature go no further.

I hope my new readers like it and my loyal readers enjoy the re-read.

Interview with the Riding Instructor...

The school is immaculately kept. Tree-lined drive, fields to either side, glimpses of girls on ponies, somebody’s jumping over piles of white polystyrene bricks, it’s 7.50am Saturday, they’re obviously enthusiastic, my appointment is for 8.00am sharp.


I’m sitting in a comfortable office, there’s a window to the corridor, a couple of women walk past, one looks in and seeing me nods. Friendly. At 8.00 the owner, Pieter van Eyck, walks into the room and strides towards me, hand outstretched, confident, warm smile, we introduce ourselves and he offers me coffee. I start the interview while he’s pouring from a jug on a corner table.

So, Pieter, tell me about how you came to take over the school.

You can call me Mr van Eyck, I think we’ll both be more comfortable with that.

Sorry, of course. Is that what the girls call you?
That and Sir. Now about the school, I’m sure you want a little bit of the background but I think we both know your story is likely to focus on other aspects. Anyway I took over nearly three years ago after the previous owners put it on the market to retire, it was pretty run down but the area is good and I liked it immediately. A deal was agreed after a few days and within a month I’d started reorganising and refurbishing.

According to reports your membership is over subscribed and there’s a waiting list, what was it like in the early days.
I can tell you exactly, there were 43 members when I took charge and within a week over half of them left. I’m pleased to say that new members took their places quickly enough and we soon recovered and increased membership. The current tally is 102 and we can’t take any more until we get more instructors. We have quite a list of applicants I'm proud to say.

What do you put it down to.
Htt that’s an easy one. Excellent standards and good discipline, the members have pride in what they do and the standards they achieve, just look around the walls at the awards. Htt it speaks for itself.

He uses ‘Htt’ a lot, I don’t know if its an affliction or normal speech in his country.

And the good discipline?
I knew that wouldn’t be far down your list. Htt well it’s been wrongly reported that the school is a cover for exotic goings on but I can assure you that is far from the truth. I do have very high standards of discipline in all matters, personal business and leisure. To achieve and compete successfully a person needs discipline, I help members attain that.

Tell me how.
I make rules. They are always sensible, fair and imposed for good reasons. If a girl breaks those rules she is disciplined, the discipline can take many forms but most normally it's corporal as that seems to be the most effective.

I noticed you said ' if a girl breaks the rules', does that mean you don't have male members and when you say corporal you do mean physical admonishment, could you please clarify that.
Htt. It's plain enough, I don't exclude male membership but the overwhelming demand comes from women. As for 'corporal', in plain words I spank them.

How, can you describe how you would do that.
Well I'm sure you know what a spanking is, childhood days and all that. I'm dealing with adult girls here of course and my spankings take that into account as well as the offence and frequency, a typical spanking will be carried out with a cane or riding crop, occasionally a strap. The recipient is always treated respectfully, never unclothed and there is never any sexual interaction if that was going to be your next question.

I'm disarmed by the frankness of his answer. I feel awkward.

I notice some of the photos on the wall have girls in tight pants, some are holding whips provocatively, one has a girl whose wrists seem to be chained behind her back. Can you explain them.
Of course. The correct attire for riding includes jodhpurs which are
often worn tight fitting, some of the girls perhaps like to display their attributes more than others and that's up to them, as for the whips well there has always been innuendo attached to riding crops and whips, they do tend to look provocative in the hands of an attractive person but that's about as far as it goes.


And the girl with her wrists chained?

Htt. I can tell you precisely, that is Joanna, the photo was taken about a week ago after she'd been caned for an offence I won't go into, the photo serves a a reminder and warning against further infractions. The reason for the tied wrists is frankly that Joanna has been known to gratify herself after previous punishments, I mean gratify herself in a sexual way you understand. I will not have that kind of behaviour so her wrists were restrained, not in an unkind way, but to prevent her gaining satisfaction.

I notice she seems to be rubbing her bottom
My dear, if you had just been caned for the offence Joanna had committed you too would be rubbing your bottom, I can assure you, and deservedly so.

I feel my face flush, I'm temporarily lost for words. Mr van Eyck interjects.
I'll send you some of the photos, Jenny, I know pictures make a story more colourful. If you want to get an in depth perspective on the school why don't you attend a few sessions, I can grant you temporary membership, you'll see what goes on first hand. You do ride don't you?

I have ridden years ago but badly.
Htt. We'll soon change that, why don't you give it some thought, just call me. Now I really must got, I have a class in ten minutes and some preparation to do.

He hands me his card with his mobile number and he's away. I see him stride along the corridor through the window, a woman comes to show me out, she's the one who nodded to me earlier. She asks me if I'll be joining them, I tell her I'm thinking about it and leave. I haven't learned enough, my editor will want more, I feel in my bag to make sure I tucked his card away safely.

Thanks for reading - I'll post the second part tomorrow.

Hope you have a wonderful weekend.

Ronnie

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Another Birthday, Another Spanking, hopefully

It's not my actual birthday but my 2nd blog birthday. Yes, (I can't believe it either) two years since our good friend Bonnie first linked me. Thank you. I still don't know how you found me but I'm glad you did.

So from the bottom of my heart a big thank you to everyone who has ever stopped by, you've all helped make it a fun 2 years.

So what better way to celebrate the day than with a red bottom.

Picture from Brambleberry Blush

Now can someone please give P a nudge :)

Off down South tomorrow to visit SIL, depending on weather.

Hope you all have a wonderful weekend.

Ronnie

xx

Blogiversary - Spanked with Roses

I can't believe I missed my blogiversary which was a couple of days ago, but I did. Yes it's been 1 year since Bonnie first linked me. Thank you Bonnie.

I also want to say a big thank to everyone who has ever read or commented here, I've really enjoyed these 12 months and have made many good friends and hope to make many more.

I've sent an email to P telling him it was my blogiversary and would it count for any kind of celebration to mark the occasion, hint hint, he hasn't replied yet so we'll see.

I'm re-posting my first ever spanking post the one I put up after Bonnie spotted me. It's one of my favourite spankings.

Spanked with Roses

Yes, your truly, it is me, and one of the very rare occasions I'm likely to share a shot of my derriere with the world but it was a memorable and totally unexpected event. My birthday actually (yes I know another birthday spanking story but I got caught short after Bonnie linked me, they wont be all about birthday spankings but this one is nice) and I got roses, two bunches in fact, one of which went into a vase and the other was used for my birthday spanking.

Now let me explain. This was out of the blue to me but P had obviously thought it out, the roses were the ones without thorns so no worries there and the stems were long and supple. Stripped of a few leaves (to cut wind resistance P said) and held by the petals end they made a birch-like spanking implement, still wet from their wrapping, formidable I can assure you with hindsight; though being roses and my favourite flower, they did not appear so at the time, prior to use and I had a whole new regard for roses after.

In fairness P gave me the choice - hand on bare bum OTK or Roses on bare bum OT leather sofa arm. I love OTK but couldn't resist the roses. A minute later I was wishing I hadn't, an hour later I was glad I had. No idea how many strokes I got but those stems hurt they really did, and then P stopped and turned them round and started spanking with the petals end, which was bushier but with lots of tiny little stems which stung. Now, having no history of roses spankings to compare with I'd had no idea how effective they would be, or that some of the stems would break, or that my bum would be stinging so wickedly evenly all over, or that I would end up covered in rose petals, which P said looked lovely and snapped on his phone to show me later, hence the photo.

So what about the birthday sex that followed? Well it didn't. What followed was me clearing up loads of petals from the sofa especially down the back of the cushions, and both of us going back to the office to finish some work which had to be out by the end of the afternoon. And an hour or so later, sitting on my swivel chair with a bum still radiating heat, I thought how nice it felt and wondered if it would last till we went out to eat later. I hoped so. If not, well there was always that second bunch in the vase.BTW - his photo doesn't tell the truth, my bum was MUCH redder than that, I think the light affected it.

Ronnie

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