Zen and the art of getting your ass spanked

"It’s April 2017, a sunny afternoon in Melbourne, and I am down on all fours in leggings and a shirt in front of another woman. She’s pleasant, youngish, and also from New Zealand. If you walked in right now it would look like a yoga class, like someone getting a correction to their pose. But she is actually asking me if I would like her to spank me..."

It's an extract from a report by Kiwi journalist Rebekah Holt and it isn't just for girls, or by girls, it's both sexes. They take things seriously in New Zealand, I know that from personal experience because we did business with NZ quite a few years ago, a Reverend would you believe and a member of his family. I remember our first meeting with them at a hotel in Stratford On Avon, they were lovely but, as P remarked afterwards, seemed very insecure, careful, distrusting really but not in an impolite way. We got used to that and as we got to know them better they thawed out of course, but through them we dealt with lots of Kiwis over a few years and nearly always found the same initial uncertainties. 

So I could kind of imagine them entering these 'spanking classes', they sound as if they are intended for 'newbies'. They have a nice picture of one of their trainers, Jesse, you can see him below, he looks like a nice young man:)

What was Ms Holt's verdict on her day with zen and spanking and massage? I think she liked it, her own words:-

"...What I don’t expect from the day is the kind of enforced evaluation I go through. The no and yes exercises forced me to spend time examining how I truly felt. This feels like the truly erotic part. I spent a day asking myself what I wanted, and I liked it.

Oh and yes, my ass was a bit sore the next day."

Well she got a sore ass out of it, what more could she want:)

Ronnie

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