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A woman with a blazing red bottom, tightly tied up and getting spanked harder than ever by another woman. What’s going on here?
Just the usual shenanigans from Whipped Ass, where women are habitually mean to each other in some very convincing ways.
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Well, that’s how it went at Am and Dave’s house. She was grumpy at Staples, she got spanked:
When we got in, I administered 24 HARD with a wooden spoon in the kitchen – 12 per buttock – which had a somewhat beneficial effect on her (and on me), and I have just given her 50 unrelenting strokes with the bathbrush. Before I started, I told her “If you cry out, we start again. If you wiggle and try to get away we start again. If you behave in any unseemly way during this, we start again. Understood?”. She replied “Yes Sir” and then behaved impeccably during the spanking that followed. Good Girl.
Am currently is sitting at her desk on a hard wooden stool with very red and tender rear and we’re both feeling a lot more settled with each other.
What is it about women misbehaving in stores, anyway?
Here’s a short movie clip of Bettie Page getting a spanking while tied up and gagged:
Via Bondage Blog.
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I always enjoy it when Bethie blogs about one of the spankings she gets from me. But sometimes I am amazed at how different our perspective can be on some of the details. Were we even at the same spanking?
This time, I put a butt plug in her during her spanking. And it was clear that she liked it, a lot. But what she doesn’t mention was, up until that point, she didn’t seem to be enjoying the spanking very much. It was one of those spankings where she was fretful, with lots of “ouch!” and “stoppit” and “that’s too much” and general fussiness. I was mixing and matching the implements, trying to find something that would induce either her wide-eyed full attention or, better yet, the calm-with-minor-butt-wiggling that means she’s really enjoying herself.
So, when I thought of using the plug, I asked her if she wanted to play with something that would guarantee her a break in the spanking. She was naturally suspicious, but I showed her the plug, and she agreed. So I put it in, which was fun.
The instant transformation in her attitude was as dramatic as it was unexpected. She went from fretting to calmly enthusiastic in three strokes of the tawse. All resistance was gone, and she immediately began to enjoy herself. Normally I don’t use the heavy strap for long, but this time she seemed to soak up and enjoy as much as I cared to give her. I’ve almost never seen her enjoy it so much. We’ll definately be doing that again!
Patty from A Creative Spanked Wife writes about a figging and spanking she got last week, when it was his turn:
I stripped nude in the kitchen, carved and peeled the ginger root, bent over and lay on the dining room table while I was spanked hard with his hand and then a wood spoon and then the ginger root was pressed into my anus.
The spanking was exquisite…. His domination sent me into a very blissful place… The ginger root threatened all of it. My mind simply can’t collect the burn and urgently desperate primal panic it induces and put it in it’s disciplinary place… or for that matter it’s sensually disciplinary place… at least not until Fred takes my panic and discomfort and plays with it.
“Take it out! Please take it out!”
But it stays, as it should, its infusing spreading desperately painful heat compels both compliance and rebellion.
Fred pre-empted any and all fight over the root. This was just a small part of ‘his turn.’
With the ginger still inside me I was given the tawse for whining, then the school master strap for failing to stay on top of due dates., the cane for arguing and his hand for an extended session because he needed to make an intimate impression..
It was his turn for release. He had several points to make.
I couldn’t help myself, even though the ginger root found my panic button. Fred’s dominance and the spanking found my eros button. My first orgasm was a bit wimpy, a couple of spasms I hardly felt. But the next two were explosive. They were all induced by spanking.
I like how Fred makes her peel and carve her own ginger. Sort of like the old “Go outside and cut me a switch!” game….
Women sometimes ask what guys like about spanking. And if pressed, we can come up with a pretty good list of things that are fun about spanking a woman. But you won’t always get the complete answer.
A picture’s worth a thousand words:
In acknowledgment of tax day in the US, here’s a pair of appropriate images. First, a more-honest-than-usual depiction of the methods of tax collectors, showing some ancient Egyptian tax agents beating a peasant for nonpayment:
And next, some stout fellows giving the business to a British tax collector in the American colonies. Tar and feathers are the main menu items, but note the cudgel in the hands of Stalwart Patriot #4:
Happy tax day!
