Foolishness since 2007

Foolishness since 2007
Foolishness since 2007

Friday, December 31, 2010

Boat Paddles

Everyone’s favorite Blogger Hermione had a post about boat paddles a week or so back. [How was that for sucking up?] Her post reminded me of something we did some years back. Bacall decided that our spare boat paddle would make a marvelous birthday present to a spanking companion.

Of course, I was obliged to use the boat paddle on her. I know, I know, it was difficult, but I sucked it up and paddled her little bottom until it was crimson red.


The amazing thing about this is that I can still wear that same shirt after all these years.

Later, we bought a souvenir paddle for ourselves. It’s 18 inches long with a fish painted on one side. It hangs in our RV ready for use. It has plenty of sting.


If you enlarge the picture you will see that it cracked lengthwise and was repaired. Bacall has a long history of having paddles broken on her.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Short Plaid Skirts

I will give her a B for effort, but this looks like a costume outfit to me – panties and matching skirt. While it’s delightful to look at her, the loose fit of the panties spoils the view. The panties should fit smooth and snug.

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Really gals, getting the outfit right is so easy, as there are sources all over the free world that sell school girl uniforms. Don’t get an cheap outfit, get the real deal. And don’t forget the Mary Jane’s.


Wednesday, December 29, 2010

On the Home Front

Paddlings here continue with no abatement.

I have Blogged about how Bacall loves to paddle me OTK and how that is my least favorite position. I have also written that it is the most effective position. She likes to paddle me hard and fast OTK. Before she gets to 10 licks I am squirming around and kicking my legs. I think I made it to 20 licks once, usually I get up before that number is reached. I am a wuss.

About a week before Christmas, I offered my bottom to her for an OTK paddling. She accepted. She got out the stingy red paddle and went to work. I escaped after a dozen or so. I wish I could stay over her lap until she got her fill.

I watched a clip of a gal paddling a man a week or so back. She paddled his bare bottom with a fine wood paddle and while he was quite vocal and kicked his legs; he stayed in position well past 60 licks. I have no idea how anyone does that.

OK, I have paddled woman like that until I was out of breath and they were getting their second wind. But hey, they can do child birth, so a paddling for them must be a lot easier.

We enjoyed our version of the 12 days of Christmas and the Santa spoon is put away for another year.

Bacall told me that when she put on a certain pair of red panties, that I should toast her fanny with the red paddle that she has a love hate relationship with. About a week later, she was in those panties and so she got her bottom warmed up. These particular panties completely expose her bottom when she bends over. She always forgets that little fact. Be right back Or does she? A gal does not have to tell all.


Not Bacall, but a nice picture.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Wet Bottom Paddling

I saw a spanking clip where the spankee’s bottom was coated in oil before the paddling started. I have never used oil. I suspect it would work better than water, since it would bind to the skin. Anyone have any experience with oil?

Monday, December 27, 2010

Setting Up a Blog ID

I am not going to write a detailed how-to on setting up a identity to use when posting comments to Blogs. I would not want to insult your intelligence. It’s easy and no one is going to know who the heck you are by doing it. If you think otherwise, well there is no way I could assure you.

This is an outline getting a Blog ID for Blogspot, where you are reading this. You need a Gmail email address. That’s easy enough to get. Then on any Blogspot Blog you will see on the right a link ‘ Create Blog’. Select it and enter the requested info.

While you are setting up a Blog, you do not ever need to Blog anything, you will have a Blog ID that you can use for posting comments. And please do select some picture of something to personalize it.

Who will be the first to do it?

Anonymous Posts

I wonder what’s behind anonymous posts? Are they just a tad lazy to set up a Blog ID? Do they imagine someone will be able to find out who they are? I wonder. Sometimes, I would like to ask a question about something an anonymous poster said. But, I can’t.

Of course, Bogey and Bacall are not our real names. At one time, we were more open with our identities. We have met hundreds of spanking enthusiasts. We have been to their homes, met their kids and they have been to our home. We decided to cloak a bit to keep our grandkids from getting a surprise. And that’s why we use Bogey and Bacall here. That said, a few readers of this Blog know our real names, where we live and one, bless him, sends Bacall wine.


I see we are up to 75 followers. No where near the number that the better Blogs have. But, this Blog is primarily for me to better understand our own spanking interests. When I write, I focus and reflect on what’s really important to us. Another thing I try to accomplish is to promote erotic spanking between couples. As it says at the top of this page:

We don't spank for punishment or discipline or any reason other than to supercharge sex. Getting our bottoms toasted sexually arouses us.

Many blog entries will be about Bacall paddling me, as I feel F/M play is a topic that is not written about enough, except in fantasy or punishment terms.

I, we, will try to remain true to that theme. 

Our best to all of you, regular or occasional readers. Those that post with Blog ID’s and anonymously.

PS, We found the Bogey and Bacall version of the The Big Sleep last week. The plot is far too complicated, but it was a treat for me to see Bacall in a pencil skirt.

Friday, December 24, 2010

My Christmas Gift from Santa

She has a bit of the devil in her eyes, don’t ya think?


Maybe Santa will leave her under our tree? I will leave a box of chocolates out in case she gets hungry. What a fine playmate she would make. You know she loves the crack of a wood paddle. Bacall is OK with her as long as she will clean house.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Merry Christmas from Us to You

We hope you and yours are fit and fine.


Bacall unwrapped for Christmas.


Likely the ONLY picture you will see of my bottom. Bacall bought these years ago and giggles like a school girl when she paddles me in them.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Spanking Tastes

Bonnie posed the question: have your spanking tastes changed over time and in particular, are there activities that were once disliked, but are now a regular part of the repertoire. I really could not come up with an answer that was on target in time. I still have have not, but wanted to describe my thoughts as best as I could.

Paddling was a major fascination for me as an adolescent, but it was not something I wanted to happen to me. So my spanking tastes did change from not wanting to be paddled to enjoying the burn that wood gives. I still want paddlings to happen to others with me fully behind them. <grin> So in that sense I did not change.

The way I wanted to be paddled also changed. At first, wanted to be paddled over my pants, then underwear and finally bare bottom. Somewhere along the way, I changed to only wanting to be paddled bare bottom with no warm up.

Paddling in school was imposed as punishment and I did not want to be punished. As an adult, punishment is not part of my fantasies. So my taste there did not change.

After over three decades, my frame of reference remains rooted in being paddled by a school teacher. Bacall plays this role to my perfection. A woman I knew many years ago was self-proclaimed as knowing all about BDSM. She chided me that as I came to understand the scene, my interests would expand. Well, Donna Morefield, another decade has passed and my taste are the same. I guess I am just a dull, un-imaginative fellow.

As a kid, I got the paddle at school and the switch at home. My fear of switches and canes lasted until middle age when a woman convinced me to take some cane strokes on my legs. I did. It was not so bad. My mind chewed on that for a few weeks and I found I wanted the cane, ruler, batten on my legs. That event ushered in Bacall’s love affair with the batten on her legs. Both of those events were big changes.


Bacall’s tastes have changed. In the beginning, she hated wood paddles. She found and liked leather paddles. After some more time, she decided there were some wood paddles that she enjoys.

Her fantasies surrounding spanking are rooted in force fantasies. She likes to be assured that she must take her spanking, that she has no choice. From there, her fertile mind takes over and she can take herself to many places.

The End

bottom three of them

Friday, December 17, 2010

Collect The States

A week or so back, I shared a few pictures of Days of the Week panties. I found this picture in the vault this morning. It’s the only state I have and no I don’t know the lass wearing them.

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Bacall has been spanked in every one of the lower 48 states, most of the Canadian provinces and Mexico’s Baja Norte and Sur. We have the memories, but sadly no commemorative panties.

This summer we noted European tourists taking pictures of license plates. A Collect the States project I suppose. A southern US state plate is rare in the Pacific West, so we got snapped a lot. They could have asked for paddle swats instead. Hmmmmm, maybe I could start something new? Paddles with state names on them. I got paddled in Utah.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

The Santa Spoon

Our Santa spoon is a limited edition paddle by a friend of ours. Unique about these spoons is that they are only slightly dished out, so they fit the bottom perfectly. They make a very convincing sound when they land. Drop by for some nog and a few swats.

Here is Bacall putting some holiday cheer into a lasses bottom.


Tuesday, December 14, 2010

The Real Twelve Days of Christmas

Hermione corrected us on the Twelve Days. Contrary to much popular belief, these are not the twelve days before Christmas, but in most of the Western Church are the twelve days from Christmas until the beginning of Epiphany.

I guess we can not put the Santa paddle away until January 5th.

More if you are interested.

“Pros” Can’t Spank

I just watched two spanking video’s. As usual I was not impressed and darn glad I did not have to pay for them. Both spankers happened to be female and neither knew how to spank.

The first woman wielded a strap with a handle. She only hit the right cheek of the unfortunate lass. The licks were many and hard and not a single one landed on the left cheek.

The second woman, who makes a lot of videos, used heavy wood paddles OTK and each of the several hundred licks were given on the right cheek, the side away from her. How the guy took it, I have no clue. I would have been off her lap before the first ten and using the paddle on her sorry ass.

I don’t like the weak plots, the pathetic scolding and the lack of knowledge of how to spank.

The best spankings I have seen recently are the home made ones on Erica’s site.

Monday, December 13, 2010

The Twelve Days of Christmas

We have a Christmas tradition of paddling each other every day during the Twelve Days. These are short fun paddling's that get the juices flowing and sometimes led to extended events.

The stockings are hung with care and our Christmas paddle also hangs from the mantle. Let me assure you that with moderate strokes it packs enough sting for us.P1130108

We have been rehearsing with it the last week or so and today we will begin our Twelve Day program.P1130110

So what are you doing for the Twelve Days?

Friday, December 10, 2010

Short Plaid Skirt

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There is only one reason to have/wear such a garment – to show off one’s assets. Bless all the lasses who tease us by wearing them.

Monday, December 6, 2010

No Spanking Today

I am going to get one of Bacall’s Specials in a few minutes, and you know how that will go. So there is no need for me to describe it. Instead, enjoy this.

Russ and Sam, two friends, met in the park every day to feed the pigeons, watch the squirrels and discuss world problems.

One day Russ didn't show up. Sam didn't think much about it and figured maybe he had a cold or something.. But after Russ hadn't shown up for a week or so, Sam really got worried. However, since the only time they ever got together was at the park, Sam didn't know where Russ lived, so he was unable to find out what had happened to him.

A month had passed, and Sam figured he had seen the last of Russ, but one day, Sam approached the park and-- lo and behold!--there sat Russ! Sam was very excited and happy to see him and told him so. Then he said, 'For crying out loud Russ, what in the world happened to you?'

Russ replied, 'I have been in jail.'

'Jail!' cried Sam. What in the world for?'

'Well,' Russ said, 'you know Sue, that cute little blonde waitress at the coffee shop where I sometimes go?'

'Yeah,' said Sam, 'I remember her. What about her?

'Well, one day she filed rape charges against me; and, at 89 years old, I was so proud that when I got into court, I plead 'guilty'.

'The damn judge gave me 30 days for perjury.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Days of the Week Panties

Since several folks commented on the Wednesday panties shown in a recent post, I went to the vault and found two more.

panties monday

panties saturday

So now you have reminder panties for Monday, Wednesday and Saturday. That should be enough spankings for a week.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Things I Don’t Understand

I have reached an age where erections don’t happen like they did when I was on the other side of 35. I need some stimulation. Paddling Bacall never fails, not does Bacall paddling me. But, the days of getting hard on a whim or getting hard more than once a day is a distant memory.

We all tend to see things as who we are. I see spanking and fun and sexy. So through my glasses, there is a lot in the spanking world that I will never understand.

Given that I have always viewed that sex is not something to be put off and every that every opportunity missed is wasted, it’s really difficult for me to relate to men who want to be locked up in a penis cage and denied orgasm except on rare occasions. But, what the hey, it’s their life. I just wish I could have the orgasms they are tossing away. I hear about carbon credits, I would like to buy a gross of orgasm credits from those who don’t want them.

I do not get men who want to have their erection spanked away. Don’t understand a woman who wants to spank one away either. I can understand those who want to be spanked as punishment not wanting an erection during the spanking as that’s prima facie evidence that the spanking is enjoyable. But, otherwise, it is lost on me.

I asked why anyone would want their erection spanked away on another blog and got this reply spanking is a plateau above sex. I can not fathom that.

I have known some women who desired to behave like a three year old. Yes, full blown temper tantrums. They want to be punished like an impudent, petulant child. No half measures either, you had to work up a sweat in punishing them or the tantrum would continue. Something was missing in their lives. They had a fanatical need to be cared for and to be held accountable. I did not understand it then, even less so now.

Humans are weird and wonderful lot. I want to be a dog in my next life.



Monday, November 29, 2010

The Ultimate Back Rub

I have always thought that giving a wanted spanking to be a kindness to another. Like a back rub, it’s not something we can do very well for ourselves.

Like sex, the desired frequency of spanking varies between partners. I think of the scene in a Woody Allen movie, where he describes their sex life; “We hardly ever have sex, maybe two or three times a week”. She tells the doctor “We have sex all the time, two or three times a week”. And so it is with spanking.

It so easy for one partner to get caught up in other things and forget that their partner needs a spanking. I suspect this is more of problem where the spanker is vanilla and spanks just for the pleasure of their partner. Spanko’s think about spanking every day, while vanilla’s may need some kind of reminder. This makes me think of the stickers they put on your windshield to remind you to have the oil changed.

Bacall and I have always shared the same frequency for sex, while our spanking schedules are not as closely aligned. She will always take a spanking if I want to give her one, but left to her own schedule she likes a spanking about every ten days. I like a spanking about every four or five days. If only one of us is needy, it easy for the other to forget.

There are ways to communicate a need for back and foot rubs as well as for spankings. Saying I need a spanking is direct and is Bacall’s  natural method. I do it also, but I also communicate by putting out a paddle, a note, or wearing panties. I don’t have panties like these, but I am sure they would work.

panties wednesday

Tuesday, November 23, 2010


Some of my best memories in talking with others about spanking include the efforts of women to get spanked. Like one gals high school efforts to be paddled by her favorite male teacher. She stayed after class to point out to the teacher that if she were of the other gender, he would have used the paddle and it did not seem fair that he would not paddle her for the same offence. Yep, that’s what she told me. Buttressed with her girl chum who did the same thing, they argued with the teacher to get paddled. He did not buy into their argument. I gave her a make up paddling.

Another gal related her many sessions with the paddle in a private school. She would not change her behavior or cry. So the paddling's escalated to bare bottom with her Mother as a witness. He would have her bend over the back of chair and paddle away. She was proud of being able to take it and not give him a single tear. She proved it to me also. <smile>

Another lass shopping for dining room furniture and told me she bent over the back of the chairs at the store to see if they would work for her. They did. She demonstrated her pose to me while I paddled her bottom.

We whiled away a cold winter afternoon with her trying on almost every panty she had and getting paddled in every one.

Those memories come quickly to mind, more later. Meanwhile, why not share some of your spanking memories?


Saturday, November 20, 2010

Men in Panties!!!!

Several Blogs have recently posted about men wearing panties. I knew I had written about the subject several times and I plan continue the subject. I hope other Blogs will do likewise.

Using the word cloud in the right margin, I checked to see how many posts were about men wearing panties. I was surprised to find there were 9 posts on the subject.

So making an easy post for the weekend, here they are in chronological order.

Panties, Panties, Panties - April, 2008

A Male Bottoms Fantasy – July, 2008

Forced to Wear Panties – January, 2009

Red Panty Day – November, 2009

Panty Daze – November, 2009

Matching Panties – January, 2010

Men Who Wear Panties – February, 2010

Men Wearing Panties – October, 2010

Girdles – November, 2010

PS Right now, Bacall has on a girdle that looks like this one. It’s sheer,  I can see her bottom redden while I paddle her. And that’s going to happen in just a few minutes.

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Oh, I have on a light control black panty girdle, which she will take down before she paddles me.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

More Will Henry

Rollin left a comment on  "A Blast From The Past":

Your readers should know that numerous Will Henry and Ken Harding books are available in electronic form from for the princely sum of $1 each.

Following up his tip I did a Google search on the site looking specifically for Will Henry and Kenneth Harding.

Some of the hits contained excerpts, so if you are interested.

Confessions of a Spankee by Kenneth Harding.

Suburban Spanking by Will Henry

Modern Spanking by Will Henry


Monday, November 15, 2010

A Blast From The Past

Herimone has posted some oldie spanking stories by Kenneth Harding. Thank you Herimone! We have posted two stories by Will Henry over the years and today we are sharing my all time favorite of his. [Careful readers will note the apparent mismatch of pronouns. We refers to Bacall’s keying it, while my refers to my, not her personal favorite]

All of Henry’s stories were written in a documentary style. Or as the 1969 preface of Modern Spanking says “ published as a sociological treatise on contemporary morals….” This was done, I suppose, to escape censorship.

The chapters of Modern Spanking cover all forms of who spanks who: Spanking in the Home Today, Feminine Control Over Discipline, The Adolescent’s Introduction to Spanking, Spanking and the Adult Woman, Marital Spanking and Family Spanking. The story reproduced here is from Marital Spanking. It’s a simple boy meets girl, boy spanks girl, girl spanks boy and they live happily ever after.

I bought Modern Spanking at an adult bookstore when I was 22. I wanted exactly what the fictitious couple, Ed and June, in the story had. I read it enough times to make it come true as it did when I met Bacall two years later.

There is a long prolog to this section of the story that I did not ask Bacall to type. It involves Ed’s seeing sorority girls paddled and June’s sorority paddling sessions at the college where she meets Ed.

“Our own paddling activities didn’t commence some time after my initiation into the club. One evening when we were kidding around in his car, he playfully turned me over his knees for a few smacks on the seat of my skirt. It stung nicely and I think he was a little surprised by my ardor afterward. When he remarked that he ought to paddle me more often, I didn’t discourage him. While it was embarrassing and did hurt a little, it was exciting and very stimulating.

After this he began warming me up on all of our dates prior to our necking sessions. I cooperated completely, and started wearing garter belts instead of girdles on all our dates. At first all the paddlings were given over my skirt, but I knew that couldn’t last forever. By this time, I might explain that we were quite serious about each other and talking about getting married after we finished school.”

At this point, Ed broke in with an explanation. “Of course, I could hardly wait to get her skirt up, but I didn’t want to spoil things by rushing her too much. However, one afternoon after school when we were alone at her place, I told that it was time for the skirts to come up. She got very red in the face, but protested only mildly as I took her over my knee. My heart was pounding as I began working her right-fitting skirt up in the back. Up it came over the tops of her brown stockings, revealing plump white thighs and finally trim pink panties covering her nice bottom.

She was embarrassed to death, but I didn’t overdo that first session with the hand applied directly on the panties. However, after that it was the standard procedure for June’s skirt to be pulled up before the spanking. Of course, it wasn’t long before I had designs about getting the panties down, but she firmly told me that that would have to wait until after we were married. I didn’t argue as the sight of seeing her over my lap with her skirt up to reveal panties, garter belt and long legs in stockings was thrilling enough.

We had been dating about a year when the next development occurred. One afternoon June playfully told me that sometimes she out to give me a taste of my own medicine. Ever since I had seen the hazing sessions in our basement at home, I had often wondered what it would be like to be paddled by a pretty girl. However, I hadn’t dared bring the subject up with June, as we had always more or less pretended that I was the boss and I didn’t want her to lose respect for me. When she suggested it, I didn’t refuse but sort of dared her to try. She brought out her subdeb paddle, remarking that it would be pointless to try to spank a boy with her hand.

With her paddle wrapped in some papers, we drove out to a secluded area where we often parked. Since there wasn’t enough room in the car, we got out and June told me to bend over and grasp the front bumper. She deliberately acted very bossy as she put the paddle to me. Even through my clothes it stung smartly but in a very stimulating way. I was surprised and quite a bit embarrassed by the reaction which I couldn’t conceal when I straightened up afterward.”

June continued with explanation. “I pretended not to notice the big lump in Ed’s pants afterward, but I was delighted. In the car afterward, I told him that from then on he was going to have to take his share of the spankings. He didn’t argue as it was obvious that this is what both of us wanted. Through the remained of our courtship, we took turns warming each other up. We rarely had a date when Ed didn’t get the paddle and I didn’t get the hand on my panties.

With this spanking background, we could hardly wait to give each other a bare bottom initiation on our honeymoon. On the first night at the motel, I promptly went over Ed’s knees and blushed hotly as my skirts were lifted and panties lowered to the knees. I nearly melted as he gave me my first hand spanking on the completely bare bottom. Afterwards, when I was down to my garter belt and hose, I initiated Ed. The sight he presented as I lowered his shorts for him indicated that things would be very interesting later one. He bent over the side of the bed and I showed him what the paddle felt like on the bare bottom.

With this beginning, spanking has been a regular part of our life. We use it both for erotic foreplay and settle quarrels. Normally, both of us get a good dose of our sessions. Unless we are in a hurry, we go through the routine of preparing each other for the spanking. I usually strip him completely and he peels me down to garter belt and stockings. These days I get the paddle in addition to his hand, and neither of us stops until our bottoms are afire.”

Friday, November 12, 2010


When I was coming of age, girdles were worn by "proper young ladies". Dates were always well dressed in those days and that included a proper foundation. More than one date candidly admitted that multiple under-layers were prescribed by their mothers to hinder hands from gaining access to bare skin. I guess the reasoning was that by the time the boy got all the layers off, it would be curfew and their daughters would remain chaste. It had some the desired effect, but we usually managed to get it all off and back on without turning anything inside out or violating curfew.

How many layers? Skirt, slip, maybe a camisole, girdle and panties. More than enough to confuse a young lad.

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Reminiscing About My Wasted Youth

I gave many spankings over girdles, but these were not spankings that I thought about before hand. The gal would do something to "earn" a spanking and I would spank her. Of course, after baring her girdled bottom for the spanking, I would be half-way home to my real interest after the spanking. Somehow, it was OK to pull up skirts and slips to give a spanking. It was another deal to just pull them up to make out. But once the skirt was up, then it was OK to go farther. I wonder how many of my dates actively provoked me to spank them? I am wagering all of them.

This post sounded familiar to me, so I checked the Blog and sure enough I wrote about this a year ago. Panty Daze. Well I only have one set of memories from my wasted youth.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

What’s a Batten?

Definition: A long strip of wood, metal, fiberglass etc, used for various purposes aboard ship, especially one inserted in a pocket sewn on the sail in order to keep the sail flat.

Our batten is wood, 18 inches long, an inch wide and 1/4 thick. It's bends a little, but is stiff.

Like several of our toys, it was discovered some years ago by Becall. She saw it and wondered how it would feel on her bottom. So I showed her. Later, she decided it would work better on her thighs than her bottom. She likes it on her inner thighs close to her tender spot. I prefer it on the front and backs of my legs.


Monday, November 8, 2010

Friday, November 5, 2010

Bacall Paddles Bogey

Thursday: Bacall must have really enjoyed what I gave her yesterday, as today she told me she is going to tune me up in the morning. The batten will be applied to my legs and some paddles that have not been out of the toy bag in years will be used on my bottom. She told me to think about it all day. OK, I’m thinking. I decided I will put on a thong for my session. The idea of coming to my paddling fully bare in the back excites me. Of course, she may be thinking about putting me in panties. That’s fine, but tomorrow, I would prefer the thong, which is really nothing more than a slightly fancy athletic supporter. It keeps my thingie out of the way of the batten.

Friday: It happened. She kept reminding me about it all day Thursday and she took care of business first thing today. She wore white, a panty girdle and bra. I wore my white thong. Two dozen on the legs and two dozen on the bottom. I re-learned that a double thick latigo leather strap can burn. And where the heck did the paddle that reads That which hurts, often instructs come from? It’s about equal thud and sting.

We hope your weekend is enjoyable

Thursday, November 4, 2010

She Got What She Wanted

Had you been here yesterday you would have seen Bacall in her unmentionables, black bra and panties and a black gauzy, lacey half-slip. The slip activates something in her distant memory and puts her in the mood for a good going over.

I started her out with my palm on her bottom. That raises her temperature rather quickly and gets the ouch's and oows out of the way. I continued with various leather and wood toys until I could see through her slip that  she was nicely red.

For the coup de grĂ¢ce, I put on her wrist and ankle cuffs. A spreader bar went between the lower cuffs, while her arms were attached to the door at head height. To complete the effect, I put on her blindfold. While I rolled her nipples between my fingers and played with her bits;  I whispered in her ear that she now had to take her licks as she had no option. Like most spanko’s she likes the force fantasy.

I then lowered her slip and panties and paddled her with her red paddle. I gave her six and she thought she was done. I then told her to stick her bottom back out as she had to take another eight. And there were more after that.

The only loud screams and moans I heard from her was after I took her down from the door. I wonder if the neighbors heard her?

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Showing Off


Maybe someone thought I was weary of posting pictures of lasses in short plaid skirts or maybe that I was out of them.

Well, all I can say is, not quite yet.

This one is certainly spankable. And not wearing panties!

Monday, November 1, 2010

This Makes My Breath A Little Quicker

The classic pose – short skirt, hose and heels, sitting in an armless chair with a paddle suited to OTK application. If she puts the paddle to you rapidly, you will be ablaze in short order.


OTK is my least fav position, but a picture like this always stokes my fires.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Impromptu Paddling

Last week, we had both showered and were sitting around about half-dressed. We had talked the day before about three things we were going to do and so I asked her wanted to do today, meaning one of the three things. Sassy as ever, she said she was going to paddle herself. With that she got up and got my pine paddle out of the drawer and proceeded to pop her bottom with it. She always does a good job and I enjoyed the show. When she had finished, I took the paddle and proceeded to paddle myself. I paddle myself down as I can not get much effect swinging across. She paddles herself across her cheeks just like I would do it. We went back on forth experimenting with methods for a bit and then we both noticed that my large and ample penis had heard the paddle pops and raised himself up to see what was going on. This changed the play. It was obvious to both of us that I was turned on and she said she was also. She was so turned on that she wanted more pops with the pine paddle, a paddle she usually pans. I was pleased to accommodate her and proceeded to give her a dozen or so moderate licks. She took them with no problem and admitted she was feeling bullet proof and that she needed a dozen with the red paddle. I was only too happy to help her out. She was then 100% randy and I used our electro-mechanical device to elicit moans, pants, and primal screams from her. After her bones re-jelled in her arms and legs, she put the pine paddle to my bottom and used the same fine electro-mechanical device on my swollen penis which quickly melted me.

She was then able to decide what she wanted to do for the day.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Switching II

Regular readers posted :

I can understand why you would not want to be switched; childhood memories can sometimes be very powerful.


Oh yes I can see why you both wouldn't like to use switches. As Hermione says, memories can be very powerful.


Thanks ladies! That sounds entirely logical to me. Consider also that I was paddled in every grade from first to last, with the exception of the seventh. I hated being paddled, there was nothing about it that was pleasant to me. I was almost 21 when suddenly like a light being switched on, I wanted to paddle and be paddled. Humans are not easy to understand.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Getting Switched

“You can just march yourself outside and bring me a switch young man.” Switching  their kids legs was the favored punishment of Mom’s in the deep south neighborhood where I grew up.  You were usually sent to cut your own switch and it had to be a suitable one, nothing flimsy. Peach tree switches were considered the best, fortunately there were no peach trees within miles of us. However, there were plenty of bushes that had entirely suitable branches. Switches need not be of large diameter. The business end should be as small or smaller than the lead in a pencil. [You do remember pencils don’t you?]

Once a switch was deemed of adequate size, any branches or buds were removed. The next thing removed were my pants. The thing about a switch on the legs is that it does not matter where it lands. Front, back, sides, it’s all fair territory. If the licks were on the back of your legs and you spun around to escape, the next licks would be on the front on your legs.

Sometimes more than one switch would be used at a time. Instead of a single red line on your legs for each lick, you would have two or three lines. I used that technique when I switched some adult young ladies.

I was switched twice with girl playmates. Once when about 8 we failed to hear being called while playing in the woods. That made us late for something. We had to get switches and our Mom’s switched our bare legs on the patio. I thought she took her switching much better than I did and I was embarrassed about that. She stoically held her dress up while her Mother made stripes on her legs. Her eyes were wet, while I had lost it. Perhaps my first lesson in how the more tender gender handles pain so much better than hardtails do.

In sixth grade a girl chum and I got sassy with our Mom’s while at her home. They talked about what to do in front of us and a switching was determined to be appropriate. I was switched in the kitchen while she got hers in the next room. We did not see each other, but we could hear quite well. [In high school, we cut classes together and both got paddled by the vice principal.]

Becall’s Mom switching technique was much like my experiences. After cutting her switch, she had to bend over her bed and take the switch on the back of her legs.

Switches are not something we play with. We are still scared of them. We do use our wooden batten on each others legs. And like a switching on the legs, when finished, the bottom is white and ready for a paddling. We see it as two sessions in one.

Friday, October 22, 2010

The Killer In Me

Just watched this film. Was surprised to see belt spanking in it. Not the kind of spanking I enjoy. Don’t watch it for the spanking scenes, but if strange drama appeals, then it’s a B movie.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Love Our Lurkers

Dear Readers, Your day has arrived. Lurkers or regular commenters, why not say Hello to us today.

It does not matter what you say, anything would be most welcome.

I don’t always comment on the Blogs I read, as usually have nothing add. But today is different, no need to be clever or witty.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

I Got A Paddling

No big deal, I get paddled at least once a week. But, everyone is a real treat. Becall also gets paddled at least once a week. In fact, in response to finding out we are going out to dinner for the next two nights, she got out one of my paddles, dropped her jeans and went over my lap for a quickie. Such a happy girl.

My last paddling was two days back. She told me soon after we woke up that I was over due and to put on a pair of black panties and think about what was coming. Every so often I get really bold and ask for the full treatment. This time, I squeaked out that I needed two dozen with the batten on my legs and two dozen with my paddles. I knew hours later that I had been well paddled.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Short Skirts and High Heels

This is an excerpt from an article. I do not agree with the conclusion. But, who knows?

Short skirts, black pantyhose, and especially high heels are all there to optically lengthen the legs. Stiletto heels, long legs, femininity, sex, these are strongly associated for all of us who have been brought up with television and suchlike media.

Now add a little more male/female biology, one being able to perform reproductively several times a day, the other having to at least spend nine months and partially her own health. Obviously, male primates can spread their sperm more effectively by inseminating many easy targets instead of chasing around hard to get alpha females just to be rejected. Especially for males, sex is aggression. Testosterone makes us aggressive. Rape fantasies are very common among men, even if they do not admit it. High heels make you walk in a way – well – how can I say this – they say it stresses or “pronounces” your hips and what not, but recent results indicate that this is not quite effective as long as the males do not directly see the shoes, so lets be serious here: High heels impair and it simply looks easier to chase down – the male brain understands this regardless of whether you know or agree. The shoes render the female more vulnerable, an easy and safe target to mate.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Wet Spankings

This topic has come up on a few Blogs recently. And I want to add my two cents.

Yes, a wet bottom increases the sting. The more water, the more sting. Even one swat with a paddle removes most of the water, so it needs to constantly be replenished.

If the spanker can squeeze a water mister with one hand and a paddle with the other excellent results can be obtained. If the spanker is not so versatile, then a third party would be handy.

The only drawback to wet spankings is that the spanker is going to get wet, so they may as well undress.

If your backyard is private, a hose running over the target area would be useful. Indoors, a flexible hose from a tub/jacuzzi could be used.

Variations: Have her soak her panties in ice water and spank them dry for her.

Have her sit on a 25 pound block of ice, then paddle her. If she is Canadian, a block of ice would be redundant. <grin>

Always trying to be helpful.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Gal With a Cane


Her crossed ankles make this an interesting picture to me. Otherwise it would be almost ordinary. Of course, the short skirt and heels are also interesting. Are the pillows for someone to lay on while she lays on the cane?

I can just as easily see her pulling her skirt up and passing me the cane.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Men Wearing Panties

The topic title should be explicit enough to send those uncomfortable with the subject to sites they are more comfortable with. And no worries about pictures of me in panties to complement this post. <smile>

The objects that humans find erotic is endless – some get off on lighting fires, other enjoy wearing wet blue jeans. Besides spanking, my fetish is limited to women’s panties.

Consensual Spanking wrote Occasionally, I will wear panties, simply as a way of charging up the eroticism of the evening. Since I have admitted I share the fetish I thought I would expand on the subject and invite both of our readers to share their thoughts.

Like spanking, I have no idea where my desire to wear panties came from. I was 20-something when I first did it. They felt good, much better than male underwear. I enjoyed rubbing myself through the smooth nylon. This I recall, I felt both naughty and aroused doing it. Still do. Since Bacall and I do not keep secrets, I showed her what I was wearing. It was fine with her – as long as I did not wear frilly ones. Since I had no desire for those, we have both been comfortable with my fetish since then.

Some men like to wear more female clothing than panties. I don’t. Why do I stop with panties? No clue.

In my younger years, I would sometimes wear panties to the office. I tired of that as over a long period they both get hot and compress the boys. I learned to only wear them around the house or on short shopping trips.

I have posted before that Becall and I like to panty shop. We have several pairs of matching panties and light control panty girdles. They are fun for us to wear for our joint action paddling's. Certain panties are clues that one of us needs a paddling. This morning she put on her white panty girdle and after coffee she was both OTK and bending over the bed getting her bottom toasted. I may well do the same thing soon.

Consensual Spanking did a poll. Although not statistically valid, of those men that did respond most enjoyed wearing panties at least once a week – 54 out of 80.

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Men’s underwear that is more than utilitarian is quite costly. Usually north of $20 a pair. Women’s underwear for play purposes can be had for less than $10. Discrimination?

Monday, October 4, 2010

WooHoo – Almost Back

The exchange of several hundred Federal Reserve Notes for a new laptop brings me closer to where I was before the old laptop died. RIP. It will be a month or so until I can get the new computer synched with the old one, but in the meantime at least I can post more pictures of gals in short plaid skirts. I think that is my purpose here on Earth. Forgive me if I duplicate any.


Monday, September 27, 2010

To Old To Cut The Mustard?

Foreign readers may wish to Google the origin of this phrase.

Younger spanking enthusiasts puzzel out how to spank without the kids hearing. Empty nesters don't have that problem, but sooner or later men lose the ability to enjoy late evening activities. Still older men lose the ability to maintain an erection without the aid of little blue pills. I am so thankful that some studied chemistry!

We are feeling the effects of maturing, but we can still cut the mustard. Not as late in the day as we once could and not as often as we once could. Heck, to be honest we are not even as good once as we once were. But, we still enjoy playing the game.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Out of Order

Our IBM laptop died this week. It had all of our pictures and Blogs in progress on it. Not sure when we will replace it. Next week or next month. Everything is backed up so nothing is lost. Meanwhile, posts here will be few and far between as posting from the Mac is not that much fun.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

I Am Thrilled

I am thrilled to see that erotic and play spankings are well represented in the poll – 40%. It seems to me that discipline orientated Blogs predominate, but maybe erotic spanko’s are not so much for Blogging and are not well represented? Perhaps they are happy and see no reason to Blog?

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Stern In Plaid

stern in plaid

Reader Michael said he would not mind being on the receiving end of this lass. Me? I always say that if offered a choice, take both.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

The Principal and Her Paddle

paddle principals

I saw this picture on another Blog. [Sorry can not recall the Blog] The principal asserted that having the paddle on display reduced the number of times she had to use it.

Having been a repeat offender through out school, I don’t think he public display of a paddle would have saved my bottom even once.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Frisky Play

Thursday afternoon I was feeling frisky, so told Bogey that we should have a mutual play session the next day. I really like to talk about it a day prior to play to build up the sexual tension.  I thought about it all afternoon and when we went to bed. We got up the next morning knowing that we were in for a fun and erotic session. I got dressed first, putting on my white lacy girdle, lacy bra, and of course, my "good girl" lacy socks.  You know the ones - there was a picture posted recently and you had the opportunity to comment on them.  I also picked Bogie's attire of a black panty girdle and put it next to my selection of paddles. 

He was quite pleased with my selections. I received some of my pops, then it was his turn. We switched back and forth getting increasingly turned on. As it progresses, we sometimes ask for additional pops until each is satisfied. I asked for an additional six licks. When the paddle session ended, it was time to satisfy the sexual tension and we both admit that the tension release was extremely satisfactory.

Friday, September 10, 2010

How We Do It

The third time is a charm?

This is my third attempt to describe how Bacall and I enjoy spanking. My prior posts have failed to convey the message we wanted. I tried to cover too many topics and confused you and myself.

First, I know most bottoms like a lot of licks. I don’t. I must have different chemicals or something. Somewhere north of 30-40 licks the endorphins numb me. I only slightly feel the licks after 40 or so. They do not hurt, nor are they pleasurable. Do any of you experience this?

I have paddled women who have iron bottoms and can take all I can give and like the Energizer Bunny are always ready to go another round. I have paddled women who can enter a trance like state. Literally.

But repeating, I cannot take a lot of licks. I cannot “zone out” either. I just enjoy what I hated to endure as a kid. Two dozen or so hard licks with a paddle makes me happy and horny.

Bacall likes her spankings to start out fairly easy and to continue for two hundred or so licks and finish with gusto. She likes it to last for a half hour or more. And yes, she can enjoy more than one spanking a day. And has many times. She seems to fit into enjoying a typical pleasurable adult spanking.

Second, we do not employ discipline, punishment or any form of accountability with each other. Shortcomings we have, but they have no place in our bedroom activities. Spanking is sensual with us. That may be the reason we are able to switch with each other. No Doms, no Masters, no DD, no HOH. We don’t need to switch our heads around to go from taking to giving. Has anyone ever heard of such?

We are not totally unique with spanking for pleasure only. Have you ever read that Bonnie and Randy settle issues with a spanking? The answer is no. I can think of four other Blogs that do not mention discipline/punishment as a reason for spanking. It seems to be rare.



You want a lap?

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Spanking Socks


Are these socks of Bacall’s for good or bad girls?

Bogey thinks gals who wear them are asking for a really good sorting out. Bacall says wearers deserve a gg spanking. What do you think????

Friday, September 3, 2010

Stay a Little Longer


Stay all night, stay a little longer
Dance all night, dance a little longer
Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner
Don't see why you can't stay a little longer.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

A Different Era

Ronnie posted some magazine covers from the 50’s that showed men in charge. I grew up with them. They were commonly found at automotive supply stores and I was a frequent customer of such places. This was before Playboy.

During the same decades, there were ads for various products such as these.



Tape Worms?  Well at last they are sanitized.





Ladies you have certainly come a long way.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Classic OTK


I happen to know the chap spanking this bubble butt. It would be a lot better if I knew her.

I have always been a fan of thigh high hose. I advocate coming well dressed to your spanking.

I have some serious topics I want to return to, but right now the mood is not with me.

I try to publish pictures that not only interest me, but are tasteful.

Rainy and overcast here.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Indian Princess

indian princess

Phoning it in here.

Even Indian Princesses need a spanking now and again. This one certainly has a highly spankable posterior.  I am on the lookout for her.

Hope you get spanked and enjoy your weekend. We did and we are.


Thursday, August 26, 2010


I have dialoged with a woman whose Blog I admire, but I will not reveal her Blog in this post. Some months back I told her that she lived in X. She replied that she actually lived in Y. I retorted that I already knew a woman in Y and for MY purposes she needed to live in X. Got that?

Sometime later I sent her a picture of her home in X. She said she liked it. I replied that she should not get accustomed to it, as she might be moving. Last week, I found her new digs. It’s over 6,000 square feet in a prime beach location.

18 Coast 02I sincerely hope that she and her husband will be happy in it.

I also hope she will not reveal her identity.  But just enjoys the foolishness.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Erotic Spanking

I was just turned on to Sexuelle by OBB reader Michael. He sent me a picture from her Blog of a lass in short plaid skirt. But her Blog is a lot more than tantalizing pictures of female bottoms, she writes erotica. Take a read, I think you will like it.

I also noticed that Sexuelle and OBB share pictorial interests as several pictures that have been posted here found there way there.

Exquisite in plaid

Here’s the picture Michael sent from Sexuelle, which is new to me. As always, bless the women who buy and wear them.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Another Paula Meadows Drawing


I think the artist perfectly captures the best of spanking in a woman’s mind. Not that I pretend to understand women.

To me, in this one, the woman is showing the man what she likes and is studying him to see if he is getting the message. She is asking for it in spades.