From our house to yours

 

Hope everyone is enjoying the day.

Merry Christmas.

Ronnie
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Spanked, Whipped and Handcuffed

This one always makes me smile.. I do enjoy a game of Scrabble:)

I keep my eyes open for spanking related cards, sadly I didn't find any this year. This one I sent to P a few years ago (bought online)

I'm so far behind visiting blogland becuase we've been very busy, also done more travelling this year so sorry if I haven't stopped by.

Note to self : Must do better visiting next year.

Ronnie
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Happy Thanksgiving

Wishing all our friends across the pond a very Happy Thanksgiving.

Ronnie
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Hello

Seems ages since I last posted. We're having a really busy but lovely summer.  Been travelling and we had a family holiday in Spain. It was the grandchidren's first plane ride into another country, they loved it and didn't want to come home. Neither did I.

A newish reader sent me this picture she didn't know I had posted it before (you might remember it} As it's one of my favourite black and white pictures I'm posting it again

because it makes me smile every time I see it and reminds me of the many happy times bent over our photocopier being spanked:)

Have a good week

Love,
Ronnie
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4th

 Wishing all our friends across the pond a happy 4th July. Enjoy the holidays.

To all my readers who don't celebrate 4th July, have a fun weekend.

Love,
Ronnie
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Top of the morning to ya

 

Happy St Patrick's Day.

Ronnie
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Happy Valentine's Day

 

....so do I get my Valentne spanking now?

Enjoy the day.

Ronnie
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The Knife Angel

A sculpture formed of 100,00 knives created by Alfie Bradley and the British Ironworks centre. Acts as a memorial designed to celebrtae those lives who have been lost through these violent thoughtless actions.

It was a powerful image to see up close

My photo doesn't do it justice.  Here's one I found on line.

Have a good weekend.

Ronnie

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What do you think?

I think she must be going for her caning appointment because she wouldn't be sitting still if she'd been.

I love black and white spanking photos, especially if they are spanking related.

Please let me know if the photo is yours.

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie

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Happy St Patrick's Day

 

Enjoy the day.

Happy Valentine's Day

 

Do I get my spanking now

Wishing you a wonderful Valentine's day.

Ronnie
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Just a simple meme.

I hope your New Year has started well.

1. Are you a top, bottom or do you switch?
A bottom that sometimes tops from the bottom and gets spanked for it..

2. Do you like to be spanked?
Come on, it's Ronnie you're asking. You bet I do.

3. Knickers or no knickers?
Depends. I like it when P tells me he is going to take my knickers down to spank me harder:)

4. Have you been spanked more than once in a day?
Oh yes. Once I got spanked 3 times in one day.

5. How do you like to be spanked?
Every day with his hand, but P decides when and how I'm spanked.

6. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do?
Taking over him. Have had many spankings because of it and using bad language.

7. What's your spankers favourite implement?
It used to be a small holey paddle. A gift from Bogey and Bacall ages ago, but now it's a loopy he made.

8. Do you have to count your spanks?
On occasion. Don't like it.

9. Your favorite implement, and favourite position for a spanking?
The leather thorn paddle OTK.

10. Are your weapons of ass destruction on display?
No, only the wooden spoons in the kitchen and bath brush in the bathroom

11. Your most dreaded implement, and worst position.
For me it's the small wooden holey paddle that used to be P's favourite. I hate wooden implements.
I don't have a spanking position I don't like. 

12. Do you have to wear a particular pair of knickers to get spanked in.
No, but I like to wear these on occasion.

13. Do you have any pictures of your spanked bottom.
Loads. Well not me, P has them. 

14. Are you being spanked right now?
Would be difficult as I'm doing this meme.

15. Name one thing you get spanked for?
See my answer to no 6.

16. Do you name your implements?
No.

Thanks, anon for the meme.

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie
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I forgot

You'll never believe it, but I missed my Blogiversary which was early this month. 15 years of blogging.  

Thank you to Bonnie for spotting my blog all those years ago, to the friends I've made and a special thank you to all my readers who still visit even though I don't blog as much as I have done.

Here's a re-post of my first ever spanking post.

Spanked with roses. 

It was a memorable and totally unexpected event. My birthday actually 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 one of my favourite flowers, 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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Happy Halloween

Enjoy, but remember - don't drink and fly.

I still haven't found a solution to my email problem.  I've spoken to a tech guy and he couldn't help :(

Ronnie
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Fantasy

A reader asked me this question recently.  In a question and answer post I was asked the same question. So here it is again.

What is a spanking fantasy that you have and that you would love to live out?

I'd love to be spanked after a riding session, I would have to be correctly attired and so would he, I would have failed to impress in some way, or been disobedient or lazy not tending to my horse properly, something along those lines. It would perhaps have been a repeat offence for which I'd been warned and now I'd gone too far. He would deal with me firmly in the stable, bending me over a hay bale or saddle and giving me a good cropping.

Anyone got a stable I could use? :)

Do you have a spanking fantasy you'd like to live out? 

Ronnie

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Good things come to those who wait.

No, I didn't get the spanking I was planning on the weekend. We had a call Saturday morning asking if we could have the grandchildren overnight (won't go into why) so what could we say, yes of course. Saturday overnight turned into Sunday late afternoon before they were collected so no spanking for Ronnie.

As I said, "Good things come to those who wait", and I know I wont have to wait long, because P said he needs a word with me:)

Ronnie
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Please let me know if the picture is yours.

Thank you, Wine Gums

I love wine gums and bought a bag when I was at our local supermarket. P was with me and noticed the purchase and also commented that they were very high in sugar, I'd be better off buying chocolate that very dark stuff you've had before, he said. I said I don't eat many, they are just a little treat occasionally but he looked at the bag and humphed and stood by his comment. He reminded me that he'd once spanked me for consuming chocolate too regularly, it was a few years back admittedly but he said he could always impose a similar rule for wine gums.

Well I'm sure you get the idea and whilst I was pleasantly surprised that he was inferring a spanking, I was offended that he was trying to dictate what I ate. Anyway it passed but in the week it reignited when he saw the empty wine gum bag in the kitchen waste bin, quite a large bag actually. 

'So I see you took my advice seriously,' he said when he waved the bag in front of me as he collected my mug to make a fresh cup of tea.

'Oh I didn't eat all of them, our granddaughter had a few and some got dropped outside.' Both lies.

'So you're teaching my granddaughter bad habits too,' he said.

Well really the opportunity was too good to miss so I told him she was our granddaughter and she didn't have any and I ate the rest of them really, none of them spilled on the floor. I didn't get my fresh cup of tea, instead he took me upstairs and spanked me.

I hadn't had my bottom warmed for a while so it was quite thrilling when he put me across his lap on the end of the bed and pulled my shorts down. Then painful when his hand started landing forcefully across my cheeks making me squiggle and squeal out. I complained that it wasn't fair and he told me to shut up and listen while he read the riot act about how bad sugar was for everyone and that telling silly little lies was always unacceptable, all this while he spanked and spanked and spanked until eventually I really wanted him to stop and he wouldn't until I apologised and promised I'd learned my lesson.

He let me up and said 'Right that's a rule from now on then, no more wine gums unless you can get sugar-free ones or you know what you'll get.'

No sex, I don't think I wanted any. he went down and put the kettle on so I did get my fresh cup of tea in the end and enjoyed sipping it on a smarting backside. Later the same day I sent him a picture of some sugar free wine gums, I added a little smiley and a wink. He told me to come upstairs with him again and told me he had something of his own which was sugar free and I could pop in my mouth with no health considerations at all so I did, on my knees with him standing over me and roaring his approval with unseemly speed and greedy me getting as much as I could.

Thank you, wine gums.

Ronnie

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Birthday Weekend.

I was going to post this on Friday but on hearing the news about our beloved Queen I postponed it.  It's been a sad weekend. 

Thank you to everyone who sent birthday wishes. I had a lovely birthday last weekend. Far too much to eat that I was on a diet all last week.

Happy to report I did get my birthday spanking and no, I'm not telling you how many spanks I got.

A lovely reader sent me this picture.  Found at Chicago Spanking Reviews. Made me smile.

Have a good week.

Ronnie
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Spanked by the landing jetty

No the landing jetty didn't spank me, P did, but it was right by the landing jetty which was deserted or so we thought.

As ever on holiday, especially with family and where kids are around, spankings don't happen as easily as you might prefer. So it was for us that a little opportunity presented itself quite unexpectedly when me and my husband elected to take a short ferry ride along the River Dart back to town while the rest of the clan decided to walk it (they'd done the ferry thing before).

There were signs to the ferry (we're talking a small boat here) and I googled to check it was still operating. We had to walk down a pretty steep forest path to get to it and we couldn't see the landing area from the top but when we emerged from the trees at the bottom it was empty, no people there and no boat. P went to the end of the jetty and peered over then returned saying the water looked low and he couldn't see how even a small boat could land. He looked around, up through the trees and out across the river, shrugged his shoulders and said it was my fault for not googling properly and there was only one thing for it. I said 'Ok so we walk after all' and he said 'Well yes we do but first....' and he took my arm and guided me over to a small rustic wooden bench, maybe big enough for three or four people, and spanked me. Well it wasn't very hard and it didn't last long but it was enough to put a sting in my bottom and spring in my step as we walked back up the forest path.

Coming down in the opposite direction was an elderly gentleman, I blushed and hoped he hadn't seen or heard anything, P nodded to him and said he didn't think the boat was running if that was what he was hoping for. 'Oh no, I've got to take some measurements for a funeral party to offload a coffin next week,' he said. 'But it's low tide right now anyway so no ferry for about an hour and a half.' P thanked him and we carried on.

Out of earshot, P said it would have been nice if they'd stated times on the sign at the top of the hill it would have saved us the trouble. But I didn't mind at all, I'd got spanked and that was no trouble at all:)

Stay safe.

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie
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Tension and joy and laughter. And a spanking to boot.

So having gone through a slightly tense period (you can't help it) around the birth of our wonderful new grandson, now the joy of the realities of two little ones to cosset, the nappies and the crying and the no sleep parents and, of course, keeping our granddaughter not feeling left out by the arrival of a baby brother. Of course as grandparents there's only so much we can and should do even though the temptation is to 'over do'.

Anyway on the weekend the weather was beautiful and we called and said we'd come over and take our g/d out for a few hours, she's a human dynamo and it would give the guys a breather as they had a midwife visit due too. We took her to a local park which we hadn't even known existed but was really nice and not overcrowded. After testing all the playground equipment several times we decided to walk back across the fields. Our g/d doesn't get exhausted and within minutes had challenged P to a race through some trees but didn't get going because a lively German Shepherd puppy came bounding over and P, being protective, told our g/d to stand dead still next to him. He needn't have worried the dog was great but you can never be too careful, the owner hurried over too but she was clearly confident in her pet and said he just wants to play. She went to put his leash back on (in my opinion the dog shouldn't have been off its lead) but then g/by wanted to throw sticks for the dog. 

The owner moved on after a while and we resumed our journey. P and g/d raced again and guess who was winning, whether P was allowing it or not didn't matter, it was just pure pleasure to see them fooling around enjoying each other's company, I'm sure g/d thinks P is a playmate sometimes, I think it goes both ways. The playing stopped though when P fell over, I thought he'd done it on purpose and was laughing but he hadn't, he'd twisted his ankle and when he got up couldn't stand straight and we had a slow hobble the rest of the way back to the car.

On the drive home later in the day I told him he shouldn't try doing what kids or people half his age were doing, it didn't just affect him it could affect those with him. He acknowledged what I was saying but still said not to go on about it, he was ok nothing broken no-one hurt and anyway he'd enjoyed it. Well that wasn't the point and I told him so.

When we got home he was still limping a bit and I said maybe he should pop into the minor injury unit near us the same one I used when I hurt my foot a couple of months ago, they're friendly and efficient but he said no he knew his own body and anyway he had something to do. And I soon found out what.

He took me into the lounge and told me he was going to spank me. What? I hadn't done anything and what about his ankle. He said his ankle was fine as far as he was concerned and he didn't need it to give me a good spanking, his arms were functioning perfectly as I was about to find out. And I did, with my jeans pulled down to my ankles laying across my husband's knee on the sofa. He said it was for mithering and making a fuss about nothing on what had otherwise been a lovely spring day for us all to enjoy. Well from the power he was putting into the spanking I guessed he wasn't really as pissed off as he made out and it didn't last all that long either, just long enough to put a warm glow on my cheeks. When he'd done he let go my waist I moved and could feel his cock hard through his shorts. I apologised for nagging if that's what I'd been doing and he said it was alright I'd be making up for for it. I cheekily said, 'How, are you going to spank me again?'.

He didn't. He led me me upstairs and took me from behind and I squealed, bent over our bed with him saying, 'See, that ankle isn't impeding me in any adverse way at all is it?' I had to agree, it was the first time in quite a while I'd been fucked like that and I liked it but hadn't quite got up to speed when my husband exploded inside me. That usually triggers me but it didn't although I knew I was on the very edge. I disappointedly felt him slither out but he didn't move away and then he was on his knees his face between my punished cheeks licking me through his own spend until less than a minute later I screamed out an orgasm and nearly choked him:)

His ankle's fine. It was a lovely weekend.

Stay safe.

Ronnie
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