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  1. Right after a spanking I usually lie on my stomach for a while if possible, and if not, try to stay standing. Spankings in the backseat of the car are the worst this way, as I have to "sit up and fasten your seatbelt, unless you want more!" so my wife can start driving, but I can manage to get most of my weight to one side or the other, and shift to the other side often. This experience and having to go right down to a hotel breakfast after being spanked in our room, where I amused my wife by squirming while we ate on hard chairs, made realize that right after a spanking when your whole bottom is really sore, squirming on a hard surface is better, because you keep the pressure on a smaller area and move it around. A pillow or soft upholstery fits to your bottom's shape, so there is lighter pressure everywhere at once, and squirming doesn’t help much, which is fine only once my bottom is no longer quite so sore all over! Also the bucketseat in the front of the car is worse after a spanking than the bench seat in back, and going into church to sit on a hard pew bench is actually an improvement, although I have to try not to squirm too much. Fortunately we spend a lot of the service kneeling or standing!
  2. Yes, it was a very painful paddling. There was another window with a broken sash cord and a similar prop in the dining room downstairs, and a few weeks later she dragged me by the wrist to get it, and then to the livingroom couch where my pants came down and I was taught another painful lesson. Soon there was another piece of scrap wood in the basement TV room, where there was a couch but no window! As long as we lived in that house, those three pieces of wood were regularly used to paddle me whenever I deserved it, and she never failed to make me really regret my bad behavior. By the time we moved I had replaced all the sash cords, but the props remained on the window sills, and one came with us when we moved!
  3. This is what I thought before I got that spanking. My wife made it clear that she felt my looking at other women, even in pictures, was a criticism and an insult to her sexuality and ability to keep me satisfied. I certainly never had thought so, but once she said this I could see why she felt this way, and didn't argue when she said I should be punished. I ended up getting thoroughly punished by that spanking, which more than satisfied my spanking needs and afterward my sexual needs. I can't say I never looked at pornography again, but not for quite a while, and then rarely and very discreetly. I don't want to hurt my wife's feelings, and I would expect to be severely spanked if she caught me looking at pornography again.
  4. My wife accidentally saw some mild pornography I had on my home computer. At least that is the spanking I have always considered my first real spanking as an adult. Having made the discovery, my wife immediately declared I deserved to be punished. Being a spanko, I said she should spank me, knowing she had never been able to give me any sort of effective spanking, so this might be fun and I'd avoid any serious punishment. "That never works!" she said, aware that the several times previously that I had persuaded her to spank me for fun (with her hand, a plastic hairbrush, a plastic kitchen spoon), she felt awkward and embarrassed and I felt I hadn't really been spanked. As she stood there glaring, tapping her toe, and trying to think of a suitable punishment, I suggested several possible spanking implements to try and get her to spank me. When I suggested she use her rubber-soled slipper, she agreed "that might work" and went to the closet to get it. Still not worried that it might be painful, I suddenly realized it would make a loud slapping noise on my bare bottom that the neighbors might hear and recognize as a spanking, so I closed the bedroom window. The sash cord was broken, so the window was propped open with a piece of scrap wood about 18 inches long, an inch and half wide, and a quarter inch thick. As I eased the sash down, my wife came over, and discarding her slipper took the piece of scrap wood and smacked it against her palm. "That could really work!" she announced, and I suddenly realized I might get a really painful spanking! I tried to stammer some sort of protest, but my wife was motivated as never before, and had my pants down and me across her lap before I knew it, and began blistering my bare bottom. She demonstrated to her complete satisfaction and my tearful squirming distress that it really did work! Ever since, when she gets angry or frustrated with me, and thinks I deserve to be punished, she puts me over her knee and thoroughly paddles my bare bottom.
  5. My wife claims I prefer the hairbrush to her big paddle, because the big paddle hurts more. A single spank from the big paddle does hurt more than a single spank from the hairbrush, but she spanks faster and longer with the hairbrush, so a complete spanking with either hurts just as much and leaves me equally sore! So I have always said I have no preference, but thinking about it now, hairbrush spankings are harder to take… The paddle is always used at home, usually in our bedroom. The hairbrush fits in her purse, and can be used in tight spaces, so nearly all my hairbrush spankings have been away from home: hotels, other people's houses, in the backseat of our car. These spankings are always more stressful/exciting!
  6. They need to be down at least to your knees- and if you're standing when that's done, the pants pretty much always drop to hobble your ankles!
  7. My wife just spanks me until she is "done", which she says is when I've been appropriately punished, but I believe Ms. Chawsee's description of how she decides, combined with how well my wife knows me, is right on target. Years ago I made some sneaky audio recordings when I knew I was about to be spanked, and listened to them later to count spanks, which I was never able to do during a spanking, and made 4 observations- first: spankings definitely varied in tempo and length proportionally to my offense, second: spankings that felt like forever but I knew must be only 10-20 minutes all lasted less than 5 minutes from first audible paddle smack to the last, third: at least 100 and up to nearly 300 paddle swats fit easily in that time, fourth: my pleading and yelling came quickly and stayed a maximum volume during most of the spanking, but had a more desperate tone and became a bit garbled towards the end.
  8. The play spankings I found unsatisfactory were relatively light, certainly. Perhaps if I hadn't gotten married I would have progressed to being more masochistic seeking satisfaction, or maybe I would have sought a disciplinarian. Probably I eventually would have still ended up with discipline spankings, because a lot my current satisfaction is based on knowing the really painful spankings I get are well-deserved punishment. I think that's just the headspace that works well for me.
  9. Same here. I learned a long time ago I don't get any satisfaction from play spankings. Once I got married and my wife started spanking me... well, she's not a spanko, so she's only interested in making sure I'm thoroughly punished to her satisfaction!
  10. I certainly try to behave when I know my wife has her hairbrush paddle in her purse (very similar to what Ms. L describes, pictured in my logo). And yes it's what I usually get spanked with in hotel rooms, and also in the backseat of the car!
  11. My wife carries her hairbrush in her purse at times, which is effectively a small paddle with bristles on the back 😁. And she has one purse that could almost fit her big paddle...
  12. Confessing once confronted is one thing, but self-reporting? As in tattling on myself to get spanked? That's nuts! Because I'm a spanko, I'm glad to have a wife who spanks me when I deserve it. I enjoy the side-effects and will fondly recall the most severe spanking from a distance of time. But the spankings I get are punishment spankings, and are very unpleasant. I try to avoid them, and they have the intended deterrent effect on deliberate misbehavior. If I haven't been spanked in a while, I may get careless, or even flirt with getting spanked, but usually if I earn a spanking it's by acting impulsively or thoughtlessly. Often I don't realize what I have done until confronted, or at least until she asks a pointed question that makes me realize I should've known better. In fact "You should've known better" are the words I most frequently hear when the paddle or hairbrush comes out and my pants are pulled down. Of course, I occasionally do something I know I'll be spanked for because I don't think she will find out, and frequently I will realize I've done something impulsively or thoughtlessly that I'll be spanked for if she finds out. Then I try to conceal the evidence, or better yet, take action to prevent or reduce the effects of my slip-up. Only if I honestly misread a situation would I bring it to her attention, confessing and apologizing in hopes of avoiding a spanking. Once confronted with a slip-up, and she doesn't miss much despite my efforts, I will immediately confess and apologize, but we both know if I "should've known better" I'm still going to be spanked! And I long ago learned the hard way that any attempt to get out of it means a much more severe spanking!
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