New Year Resolution / I really mean it ???

Does anybody ever keep them? I've made loads in the past but unfortunately never recorded them so I can't really look back and judge myself. Some were probably frivolous anyway, especially those made in the company of friends on top of several glasses of wine and in the party atmosphere which surrounds the annual occasion. But one I made this year, privately to my husband, and not verbally or indeed on NYE itself but a day later by Whatsapp. It got me spanked. Hard.

You see we bantered a bit about things we wanted to do in the year ahead but that was all. P was supportive of a couple of the things I suggested, I don't know if they'll happen, one was visiting the US which appeals a lot to me but not so much to him because he doesn't like long flights. Anyway next day we were apart and I got a message from him saying it would be OK with him if I wanted to visit the US alone, I think it was because he'd been talking with his brother whose girlfriend travels between Colombia and the UK alone frequently and think nothing of it. So I told him thanks and we'd see how things go (have a few other things going on this year) He told me back that we have to make things happen, not 'see how they go' which was for bystanders. Then after a few minutes I messaged him again and told him something I intend to do in the year ahead, something I have wondered about from time to time and more recently read a lot more about: I told him I intended to spank him this year. And added 'how's that for not being a bystander:)'.

I almost regretted it when I pressed send. There was no reply. I googled how to unsend a Whatsapp message, stupid I know.

When he got home a few hours later he told me he wanted to see me upstairs, he'd got my message and he wanted to discuss it with me. I asked if I should bring a cup of tea up but he said it wouldn't be that sort of discussion. He wasn't at all cross looking, if anything I'd say he'd been mildly amused by my message. So a few minutes later I followed him upstairs, I guessed he'd be in the office for the type of 'discussion' he had in mind. Bedroom if it's sex driven, office if it's 'discussion' driven. He'd cleared some of his stuff to the side of the desk and our razor strop lay on it. He was seated in the middle of our futon. I went to draw the desk chair out to sit on and face him for our discussion but he told me not to bother I wouldn't need it for our discussion and he doubted I would want to sit on it after.

First he asked me if it had been a joke. I said plainly No.

"Unbuckle your belt then."

He asked me what had inspired me to make such an outrageous suggestion. I told him it wasn't outrageous, lots of women did it, I see websites and blogs all the time when researching my 'In-with-the-new' data, there were more than ever. I put my hand on my hips waiting for a response.

"Don't stop, stud and zipper, and jeans off and be quick about it my girl. If that's the sort of stuff you're looking at I think you need a sharp reminder of who does the spanking in this household and always will."

I got my jeans off and kicked them aside. I told him I knew who did the spanking I wasn't challenging his authority or anything like that, it was just for us both to know...to experience it properly.

"Over my knee, my girl, now! If that's the sort of subversive reading you're doing  you're way overdue a very sore bottom and if it carries on after I'll have to consider restricting your time on the Internet."

OMG that did it for me, I gave him a mouthful about what he could and couldn't do and stopping me - really STOPPING - me from doing anything I truly wanted to do was a big no-no as he'd find out if he ever tried doing it.

SPANK SPANK SPANK..."You'll do as you're told"...SPANK SPANK SPANK.."so save your breath I don't want o hear any more of your nonsense." And he pulled my knickers down to my knees and spanked away while I remonstrated indignantly and wriggled futilely, objecting that he couldn't order me around and I wasn't a child, using much un-unchildly language which didn't help my case. My bare bottom was an inferno after ten minutes of discussion. He stopped and asked me if I'd learnt my lesson. I told him if he thought spanking my backside so hard that I thought I'd lost feeling in it would alter my thinking then he had another think coming.

"And don't you dare ever threaten me with restrictions again," I said. "And I can assure you I won't do as I'm told," I added for good measure.

"I was afraid of that," said P. And he lifted me up from his lap and took me over to the desk. "You really do need a sound lesson, don't you," he said as he pushed me forward and told me to hold the far side of the desk and not to let go until he told me I could.

He made me put my tummy down flat on the desk but then had to ask me to raise it again because it was covering the razor strop. It made him seem a bit silly and I almost laughed but I didn't feel like laughing when the stropping started. And if I'd thought my bottom had been numbed the razor strop soon convinced me that I'd been wrong. It stung like hell even though I'm sure it wasn't the hardest ever and the right side of my bottom got the worst of it because there wasn't room for him to strop from both sides. So I was twisting away to the left and yelling out loud and swearing at him all at the same time, I didn't care if people outside could hear, not that I saw any passers-by but I knew many of our neighbours had house-guests and was sure some might hear. Maybe they'd think it was kids playing. I was pleading with him to stop eventually and saying I was sorry repeatedly near the end, which of course I didn't know was the end until it happened. Then it went quiet apart from my panting and P's breathing as he relaxed from his efforts.

He told me to pull up my knickers and put my jeans back on. I stood and pulled my knickers up with my back to him. I asked him to pass me my jeans please and put my hand back for them, I remained looking out of the window. I still didn't want to turn round. Neither of us had said anything. He put my jeans onto the desk in front of me and then his hands were on my shoulders and upper arms. Warm strong hands, I sniffled my nose a bit as I felt them but resisted the urge to turn round and bury myself in his chest.

"Now have you learned your lesson?" He asked softly. I said I had but then I turned round and looked right up into his eyes, I didn't care if they were watery.

"But I'm still going to spank you this year. And I really mean it." I felt quite proud of myself for standing my ground. The only response I got was "Hmmm", then he kissed my forehead and told me to come down after I'd put my jeans on and calmed down. He said was going downstairs to make some tea and he was away out of the office.

We didn't discuss at all what had happened. My backside was sore for more than an hour. Later, in the evening, we had hot sticky unstoppable sex in the lounge.

As for my resolution, well the year is very young.

Have a good week.

Ronnie
xx

PS I did spank my husband many years ago, it was in fun, I wrote about it. He didn't like it but he was hard after it, that may just have been because he sensed sex in the air, I didn't know and still don't. Perhaps I will by this time next year:) 

Avoid hard spanks

What? Really? It's a new (to me) media source which Google sent me. Quote:-

...We all know the boredom that comes with doing one thing throughout and the new feeling that comes with doing something different. In this case, you need to vary the way you spank your woman to make the experience more pleasurable. You can do this by varying the amount of fingers used on her butt.You can as well cup your hands to change the experience a bit.

Avoid hard spanks...

I started reading this stuff, as above - Ladies love spanking, how good is your man at it? but when I got to the bit about avoid hard spanks I threw the towel in.

They sent me another article too, about ways women want to dominate their men,  one of them included spanking, again I quote the piece:-

...Not only women enjoy spanking but also men. Spank him gently after undressing. This can be exciting during sex. It is even more fun when you spank each other before penetration. Make sure he is comfortable with the same before doing it...

LOL, what planet do their writers live on? I mean I don't do spanking but if I did I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be doing it gently and I'm damned sure I wouldn't be checking with him first to make sure he was comfortable with same, where's the domination in that? No, for me it would be something like 'Get yourself in here now and get your pants off I want words with you and then you're going to make me very, very happy' or something like that. Ha ha, wouldn't I just love to see the stunned look on P's face if I said that to him, just for that split second before he recovered from shock and dragged me over his lap to pull my knickers down...or burst out laughing. It could be either. I know which I'd prefer.

Ronnie
xx

Black and White Friday

Couldn't decide which one of these to share with you so you got all seven:)

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie

xx

Let me know if any of the pictures are yours. Last one from Richard Windsor.

Smile of the Day

Ronnie

xx

Smile of the Day

She wasn't satisfied that he was getting into the Christmas spirit or pulling his weight.

So she dressed in something distinctively Christmassy, spanked his bottom soundly and told him to buck his ideas up.

At least two parts of him were looking a bit more Christmassy after she'd finished, if their colour was anything to go by....his face and his bottom.

Ronnie

xx

Let me know if last picture is yours.

Chéri Hérouard Spanking Art

A selection of spanking pictures by Cheri Herouard (1881 - 1961) a French illustrator who was most famously known for his forty-five-year work for French society magazine, La Vie Parisienne. 

Under the name of Herric, he also created erotic and sadomasochistic illustrations for various books including the Kama Sutra. 

Some of the pictures found here and here.

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie

xx

Vintage Spanks

Officer or a Gentlemen?

Is it me or does the cane seem rather long? 

Seems the girls haven't been saving.

Not my usual type of black and white pictures but hope you enjoyed them.

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie
xx

Pictures from vintagespank

Due a Spanking

I told you the other day I was going to get spanked, after P told me I was. I didn't tell you what for though and I didn't know myself until the weekend when he told me it was because I was still harping on about not getting my summer dose of sunshine, sand and sea.....(there are more s's like spain, sex, sangria etc, funny that).... even though he'd spanked me for it once. Well he's right I haven't really let it drop and I even emailed my friend Janet and asked her if she fancied a long weekend somewhere, I copied P on it too.

And so it was that on Saturday I ended up over my husband's lap, my favourite position, still being lectured about my attitude, which was absolutely perfect for me because I rather enjoy sinking into that feeling, realisation in fact, that my attitude truly has been defective and therefore I deserve what I'm about to get. I also very much like it when I can tell P is serious about what he's saying, it makes it better for me.

There is a formula which always works for me, a pattern which the best spankings (I'm not talking sex spankings) always follow, it's more or less as below:-

Genuine annoyance (husband) + subconscious guilt (me) + initial denial + initial resistance + spanking + gradual submission + spanking + complete submission + spanking + apologies and pleas + more-spanking-for-good-measure = contrite, subdued, respectful Ronnie

And the thing about these kind of spankings is they make me want sex more than sex spankings, though not always immediately. I know lots of you know the feeling.

Anyway back to the spanking which started as his lecture was winding down, I think he likes to save his breath, he probably also realises his wise words would be drowned out by the resounding thwacks which supplement them and the girlish cries they elicit, not to mention the struggling which inevitably occurs. Short sharp words or phrases work best during a spanking so I pick up on things like "Keep still" and "Harder" and "You deserve" and "Pants coming down".....etc whereas an ongoing scolding, however well reasoned, would be lost.

I didn't tell you I had my jeans on, did I? Well I did, at least for a couple of minutes and I didn't tell you he was hand spanking me either but he was, though both conditions were to change. I believe I've told you before my husband has powerful hands, creative maybe even artistic, but strong, they can hurt. I tried not to show how much they hurt and when P paused to ask me if he was getting through to me I didn't answer. He asked me again, I sensed impatience in his voice and I said "You've got nothing to get through about......." and then as an afterthought, "..And anyway it's been so long since you spanked me you've probably forgotten how to get through." I'm sure my voice trailed off towards the end of the sentence, I know my bravado did and when he asked me to repeat what I'd just said, I wouldn't. 

It didn't make any difference anyway, my jeans were undone and pulled down,

not the easiest thing to do when otk and he was quite rough, my panties followed much more easily and he spanked me some more then I felt him reach to the floor whilst gripping me firmly in place with his left hand, I couldn't see what he'd picked up but I guessed it was one of my house slippers which I'd kicked off. I was right, I knew instantly when the smooth rubber sole landed across my bare bottom, the slipper soles aren't huge not big enough to spank both buttocks together so I got them in batches alternating between cheeks and it went on for ages and eventually, after pathetically  struggling and demanding he stop, I cried out that he was getting through to me and would he PLEASE stop. He didn't of course and then I started telling him I was SORRY, I REALLY WAS, and PLEASE, P, I'VE LEARNED MY LESSON. I felt like I had, too, my backside must surely have been swollen, it had gone past 'hurt' it was almost numb and I had stopped struggling, I could feel tears in my eyes but I wouldn't let them come. P knows me well enough, a few more hard spanks to show he'll be the one who decides when it's over

and then it stopped and I heard the slipper drop to the floor.

I stayed over his knee, I was sniffling, his hand was gently rubbing my back. He started talking to me calmly again, no tension in his voice, he told me I'd been a silly girl but that was it, all over now. I told him again that I was sorry and I knew I'd been out of order and I hadn't meant to be nasty to him. "Come on then, get up, I'm going to make a cup of tea, would you like one?" Asked my husband. "Yes please," I sniffled as I got off his lap and pulled my knickers up.

When he came back with two hot mugs I was sitting on the sofa, jeans still round my ankles. He sat next to me, put the mugs on the floor and his arm round me and I let my head rest on his shoulder.       

"You know what started all this, the holiday," he said, ".....well, it's not quite the same but Stefan has asked me to meet him in Helsinki end of this month or early next and I thought you might like to come."  

I just made a Mmm noise and snuggled closer, stifling an ouch as the seat grazed my bum. Helsinki isn't quite like Spain, especially at this time of year, and I knew it would only be a couple of days but I suppose it's the thought that counts.

Ronnie
xx

Pictures from Miss Pink.

Better after a Spanking?

Recently I had an email from a reader (it was signed anon - come on, anon, I know that's not a real name:)) seeking my opinion or comment on - "I find that a man is a much better lover after he's had his bottom warmed." which apparently features in a blog they'd read.

Obviously has me mixed up with another blogger as I have no experience of warming men's bottoms and the effect it may or may not have on their lovemaking. However it got me thinking.....what about us girls?

Are we better in bed after a spanking are we more voracious, more receptive, more adventurous? Are we more submissive to our partner's sexual demands after we've already submitted to a spanking?

Or does it neutralise sometimes, kill the urge, and if it does do we nevertheless find the urge returning later in the day or maybe even the next day?

I'll own up to my own, ahem, weakness...if you haven't guessed from my posts...I do get aroused when I have my backside warmed and I'd say it leads me on to certain things which as far as I can remember seem to please my husband well enough, I'd say I have become a more liberal lover because of it but I'd also say that in the immediate aftermath of some bottom warmings I can be quite lustful. And that doesn't necessarily mean I'm putting husband's pleasures first, which might make me not so good a lover theoretically even though in practice P seems to find evidence of some lust on my part a turn on.

So what about you?

And what about the original question about men, does it work for them too? Perhaps I'll sneak the odd swat in and see if it alters performance:)

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie

xx

First and third pictures from Otto and morethanithurstme. 2nd picture, sorry not sure.