Foolishness since 2007

Foolishness since 2007
Foolishness since 2007

Monday, December 21, 2015

Just For Fun

Live Writer is now working again. So I thought I would make this one fun post for the week and drift back into hiberantion. We hope you will have a few smiles between now and the new year.



Notice how quickly she “gets it”.


This has to be photo-shopped. Right?

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Taking A Break

Hello, We have several posts ready to publish. However, the software we use to upload, Windows Write, is broken. The folks who have taken over the software say it will be fixed. They have not set a date to have it done. I am hoping soon. Meanwhile, we will take break. You have other things to do now anyway. We will be keeping our backsides warm. You do the same.

This so Bacall. She would not go for the duct tape and does not have the boots, but otherwise this how she would like to spend the morning. She is such a pervert. And I love her.

See you in 2017 or maybe before.
Cheers B&B

Saturday, December 12, 2015

Red Panty Day

Bacall declared yesterday as Red Panty Day. Getting into the Christmas mood, I suppose. This involved us both donning red panties and paddling each other with the ever stingy red paddle. The one she gave us on our first Christmas. I learned that she now has 8 pair of red panties and so with only one washing she says she is going to wear red through Christmas. My arm may get tired.

Anyway, I cooked pancakes, we showered and got ourselves ready. She wanted to go first, and wanted to knell on the couch and so we did. I gave her somewhere around 48 licks. I never count, but I did it in sets of six and 8 reps seems about right. 

She wanted to paddle me OTK, so l lay over one leg and she toasted me with 28 - her count. They were more brisk than she gave me, but that’s how we roll.

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Mandarin Duck

Once in awhile, I see a human that looks almost as good as some other carbon based life form. Here a young blonde tries to compete with the plumage of a Mandarin Duck. I will let you choose which one you think wins the beauty contest. I will say I would sure like to chat up the blond. I think the shoe off is to appeal to those who fancy feet. The garter belt attracts my attention.

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Monday, December 7, 2015

What Makes A Good Paddling For Me

There are several things that make a padding good for me. A frat or school paddle is a requirement. The paddler must be reasonably attractive and groomed and not wearing any sort of fetish wear or sporting tats and the licks must be well laid on. In this clip Lena performs her role with aplomb. She understands using both wrist action and body English to add force and sting. In the second part of the clip, she is standing and in better position to use her body to slam the paddle home with a snap. Most women don’t know how to hold or swing a paddle. It’s not a club. Tennis should be a prerequisite.

Cute panties too.

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Fem Dom Day


leadership skills

It can start early in life.

fm You will report here to me every day at four p.m. for the rest of the term

She is telling him to report to her every day at 4pm until the end of the semester.

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Or maybe she takes this bent

Fearsome Betty

Mother, Wife or Girl Friend that spoon is going redden your backside


OBB – Not your everyday spanking blog

x Porky-Pig

Monday, November 30, 2015

Bacall Bends Me Over Again

I wish either of us could write spanking accounts like Ronnie. We like her style. This one will be my usual bare bones non-titillating accounts. It seems every time I write about them they get shorter.

Bacall gave me a satisfying paddling the other day. They are all gratifying and welcome, but she mixed this one up a bit and made it memorable. First, she picked panties for me to wear before the paddling. Panties and paddles have always gone together for us. This time they were maroon colored. The material over the cheeks is see thru and the center part has a bit of Lycra that defines the cheeks. She likes the look on me.

After making me wait for an hour or so, she told me it was time. It took place in three rooms with three implements. She started in the bedroom with the batten on my thighs. Damn it stings. Damn I love it. Then she took me to the office and had me bend over the desk, gave me four licks, then she pulled my panties down and gave me another 6 full force with the principals paddle. Youch! Next it was into the dining room where she had me bend over a chair and gave me another 10 with our ever stingy red paddle. My bottom was bright red and I was well heated if know what I mean. And I am sure that you do.

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

LOL Day Plus Two Weeks

I appreciate those that commented on LOL Day, especially the women. I crave to hear their views. I only wish they had said what they liked about OBB. Is it when Bacall writes? Or what? I find spanking blogs authored by women to be more interesting. I would like to see them comment on views made by male authors. I am sure it would be instructive.

Monday, November 23, 2015

Friday Was Play Day For Me!

Friday was play day for me!  Bogey took control; he told me Thursday exactly what was going to happen on Friday.  I love the anticipation of knowing I will get a spanking as it makes me think about it for 24 hours - very exciting.  Friday arrived and after breakfast and coffee, I was instructed to prepare myself for the paddling.  He gave me the choice of different panties to wear.  I picked the pair that we bought recently - I love the color and they are so smooth and soft, but on the down side, they are very thin - wrong choice.  I bent over the bed and he started applying the stingy paddle.  I counted how many pops I got and decided that was enough - wrong again!  He had me stand up and put a blindfold and handcuffs on me, then led me to the door where he clipped them to a hook.  I do like this a lot.  Next he started paddling me again.  I don't think I counted this time as my mind was in a different place.

There is something special about having someone in control.  (For me, it has to be someone that I trust completely, but also know that I can escape if I need to for some reason.)  By this time I am now excited from the 24 hour anticipation and the stinging bottom. I gladly follow him to the bed.

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Bacall, the week before this, kneeling on the sofa 

Bogey writes: Normally I paddle Bacall with light to moderate licks over her panties until she is well warmed up, then she can take anything. Sometimes, I tell her I am going to make it burn right from the start and she will have to take it. Having to take it a real turn-on for her. Controlling herself to stay in position. I well understand the mental state.

Thursday, November 19, 2015

School Uniforms – Dressing For The Role – III

None of the girls in the schools I attended wore outfits like these. Damnit. School uniforms worn by adult women seems almost universal. Bless them. How many of these skirts are sold each year?

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Tuesday, November 17, 2015

I Was Over 45 Before I Was Paddled OTK.

That’s right. That position was not employed by my parental units and at school I was always bent over, holding my knees or across a desk. It happened by accident. The camper we had at the time had a huge bed that was raised because of the storage bin below it. There was enough room to sit up in the bed, but no more. Bacall was fond of the bed because she could put her feet on the ceiling when we made the two backed monster. One lazy afternoon, we were in the bed and somehow it was decided that I would lay across her lap and she would paddle me. Normally, in that camper, we would be at the other end of the rig and I would be bent over the couch. But, this time, over her legs seemed the thing to do. As I lay over her legs, I will never forget that she said she liked the position. I asked why and she because “It’s right there”. I did not understand what she meant, but in a few seconds she had my full attention. She was paddling me really fast with our red stinger paddle and she was not holding back. Within a few licks I was squirming and after a few more licks, I had learned why this position and small paddle or hairbrush was the most popular and effective way to spank. Holy Moly! I could not get away. She had me under control and she continued to spank and giggle. She could not have been more happy with herself.

I think was this trip, that she bought a Myrtle wood cheese board/paddle for herself. That proved a education for her as it proved to be most stingy paddle we owned. But, that’s another story.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

LOL - Thursday, November 12

The ABA has designated the first Friday in November as Love Your Lawyer Day. So I guess it’s OK to have the second Thursday as Love Our Lurkers.  Or maybe not. Some lawyers are questioning the wisdom of their peers making such a direct appeal for affection. “I think it’s ridiculous. I haven’t seen ‘Love Your Doctor Day’ or ‘Love Your Accountant Day’ or ‘Love Your Spanker Day’.

Should readers feel the urge to comment here on ANY OTHER day, we would welcome it. We will truly love you for it. But today, feel free to lurk.

I assure you that I will not be commenting on the blogs that I read today, just to be commenting. I only comment when I think a post is well done, original, titillating, etc.

I admit I really miss the folks who made regular comments here 1o years back. I guess we bored them and they moved on.

So comment or not - Chive On.


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   Typical OBB Lurker

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Veterans Day

Veterans Day is Wednesday, November 11, and it's a time to honor those who served in the U.S. armed forces and to honor the sacrifices they have made.

Many businesses take the opportunity to show their appreciation by offering veterans free and discounted meals, goods and services on Veterans Day. I am not sure how I feel about that. A bit too much commercial?

I am Vietnam Vet. Two tours. On the first, I was safe. The second, I was not. When I got out  I did not admit to having served for fear of being ostracized. I had beer cans and insults hurled at me on a California freeway just because I was driving in uniform.

At this distance, I no longer fear anyone knowing I served. The times have changed. In the company of a friend who also served, we have had lunch out and I wore a cap with my service ribbons and unit insignia on it.

Here’s to all of that served. There is a bond no matter the branch of service.

Thursday, November 5, 2015

School Uniforms – Dressing For The Role - II

I usually upload posts for the coming week on Saturday. It’s now Thursday and this is the first time that OBB has crossed my mind. Sorry about that. Fortunately, I had this series post already in the can. If you happen to like to see adult women in short skirts, this post will interest you. I have always liked the attitude displayed by the the lasses in last two pictures.

None of the girls in the schools I attended wore outfits like these. Damnit. School uniforms worn by adult women seems almost universal. Bless them. How many of these skirts are sold each year?

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Yeah I expect to be spanked and I will be grading you


Bacall loves to wear the frilly socks

Friday, October 30, 2015

OSU Paddle People

Halloween is of little interest to us, so this will have to do as a Halloween post. It features fans wearing orange.

About 100 fans can join the Paddle People group at games.


The paddles are hand made by the fans


They are beaten against a padded surface as noise makers

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Some one always takes it to a new level

More here.

Monday, October 26, 2015

Shaved Beavers

Way off topic commentary today.

I came of age when Playboy was advocating for oral sex.  Wanting to be with it sexually I went down on my dates. Evidently they had not been reading Playboy as most considered it a bit odd. I, of course, had doubts that I was doing it right. This was the 70’s a time long before shaving pubic hair was popular, so the foliage made my task more difficult, but it probably did not enhance it for her. Anywho, to my knowledge, muff diving was not universal.

Time moves on and in the 90’s shaved beavers became popular. At first, women trimmed, then many completely shaved themselves. It became popular for couples to shave each other. This made oral sex take off. No longer was it one-sided with men getting most of the action. Now BJ’s seem have taken a backseat to licking the pink canoe judging only by the pictures I see on the web. It appears that every women is shaved smooth, has posted a picture to prove it and wants her man to give her frequent head.

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So it seems that one action, shaving, has led to an increase in cunnilingus.

Here is a lame attempt to marry spanking with beavers, since this is a spanking blog.


Thursday, October 22, 2015

Waiting For It

If you were spanked as a kid, perhaps you were like me, being made to wait for the spanking was part of the punishment. My Mom’s tactic was to say you just wait until we get home. Those words made me promise to do anything to avoid the switch or belt she promised me. Fortunately for me, my pleadings worked and I usually escaped the physical part, but the dread of waiting for the spanking was torture.

In school, waiting for the paddling was usually part of the punishment. You might have to wait until class was over or have to wait until school was out. Sometimes you would have to wait until the next day when you brought back the form your parents had signed acknowledging they knew you were going to be paddled.

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As an adult, waiting is part of the fun for us. We normally make the other wait until the next day for a spanking. It’s delicious to day dream about what is going to unfold the next day. Bacall really likes her paddling's scheduled so she can screw her mind into the right place. It’s not just her mind that gets focused on the upcoming paddling. She really enjoys the sexual twitches she experiences thinking about it. She is so naughty.

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Monday, October 19, 2015

It’s Hard For Men To Get Spanked.

I sometimes visit a social media site that is supposed to be spanking oriented. As time has passed, and more join, the focus has drifted. Somehow the really odd types always come late to the party. Anyhow, there is always good natured banter about the men spanking the women. Guess what? I have not noticed a single instance of a woman playfully threatening to spank a man. Why is that?

My guess is that if they did they would be deluged with men screaming Spank Me. Who would want that?

I think that is why you see captioned pictures of women telling men how they are going to get spanked. Men need this and since it not happening for them in real life they type the words they want women to say to them on pictures. Harmless, but rather sad. Life is so not fair.

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So glad it worked out for me to marry a switch.

Signing The Paddle

My HS Vice Principal’s paddle had lots of signatures on it. I was never invited to sign it, even though he used it on me with some regularity. Perhaps, because I did not hang around to chat with him after he set me on fire. My only thought was getting away from him.


This paddle must be for advanced placement pupils.

Did you ever sign a paddle?

Would you want to sign one now?

Sunday, October 18, 2015

Gone With The Wind

Mt Hood is renown for it’s lenticular clouds.


Her skirt reminds me of Mt. Hood.


OK, OK, I might have one other thought.

Friday, October 16, 2015

School Uniforms – Dressing For The Role - I

The girls in the schools I attended never wore outfits like these. Damnit. The wearing school uniforms by adult women seems almost universal. Bless them. How many of these skirts are sold each year? Bacall had one and she looked real good in it.


The only surviving picture of her short plaid skirt.

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Wearing a short skirt brings on the urge to stick out your tongue and show your panties.schoolgirl017 schoolgirl019

Maybe there will a school girl in your weekend

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Friday, October 9, 2015

A Little Birthday Story

Another from the vault by DME. This one is different from the previous ones.

Her office was a mix of control and chaos. Texts and journals bookmarked
and stacked, medical equipment boxed by the door, but her desk was neat and
businesslike. The secretary reminded her of her nine o'clock appointment and
then left to pick up office supplies and run errands. Elise consulted her
appointment book and smiled a secret smile of pleasure.  She cleared away a
few things and invited her guest to take a seat by her desk.

He was nervous, but concealed it well. "So, why are you here?" she
queried. "I believe you know why"  he said, trying to seem stern. "Of course
I do, but I enjoy hearing you tell me."   She stood close to his chair,  and
looked down at him, smirking.  "It's my birthday."    "And..." she prompted. 

"And, I am to be paddled." She sat back down at her desk, making sure he
got a glimpse of her tall heels and short skirt. She looked at him, smiling a
devilish smile and slowly opened her drawer. She studied the contents of the
drawer for a long moment and pulled out a  black paddle and caressed it.

"Yes, that's right. And you know what?  I've been waiting for this day for a
long time. Can you even begin to imagine how much pleasure it will give me to
see you brace yourself for the next blow? To see your ass turn red as fire??"

She stepped near him again and stroked his cheek. Then she gave him a deep
long kiss, reminding him why he would thrill to submit to her.

She handed him the paddle and then excused herself. He could hear her at
the desk out front, making calls, arranging the rest of her week. The paddle
felt heavy in his hands. He feared it. How different this was. Before, he was
the one feeling masterful, in control, powerful. Today he felt unsure, giddy,
excited. What would happen?  How severe would she be?  He knew she would show
no mercy. He knew she would take him far down a dark path. Would he be able
to let go and fall into the abyss of submission?  Of complete pleasure and

She returned and took the paddle from him. "I want you to kneel in this
chair, now. "  This was unexpected; he had assumed she would bend him across
her desk. He felt off balance, confused. But he assumed the awkward position.
His ass jutted out, unprotected, vulnerable. She stood beside him and patted
him with the paddle. "So what do you think? Are you ready for me to
paddle your ass? "  He hesitated and she struck him hard. "I SAID, are you
ready for me to paddle your ass?"  "Yes, I'm ready!"  He said quickly,
almost a whisper.  Still patting the now fiery spot, she hissed,  "You'll say
YES Mistress when I talk to you." Another hard blow of the paddle took his
breath away. "Yes, Mistress."  He was already feeling an edge of panic. How
could he maintain control, not be reduced to begging, if the pain was already

She laughed, " We're just getting started. When I'm through with you,
you'll KNOW your Mistress loves you. Isn't that right?"  Another flurry of
hard strokes fell. He gripped the back of the chair, but couldn't suppress
the gasps of pain. She continued to paddle him, slowly and deliberately. Each
stroke broke down his defenses at bit until he was soon moaning unashamedly
with each stroke of the paddle. Her power over him was intoxicating, and his
body responded.

"Stand up.  Are you enjoying your birthday paddling?"   He
straightened up and turned to face her. She noticed the large bulge in his
pants and smirked. "Oh yes, I believe you are enjoying yourself just fine. 
What's this?"  she demanded.  He turned red and felt a huge wave of
uncontrollable shame. "Take your pants down. I want to see this big cock."  
He was burning now with humiliation but obeyed her. She stroked his cock and
squeezed him until he was rock hard. He reached to touch himself, but she
commanded him to put his hands behind his back. She patted his thighs with
the paddle and continued to stare. He died a thousand deaths as he waited for
her next instructions. 

"Now I want you to put your hands on my desk and bend over. Spread those
feet apart."  Pants around his ankles he obeyed her. She reached between his
legs and handled his balls and pressed his asshole. "You're mine, to do with
as I please. Do you understand that?"   "Yes Mistress" he answered hoarsely.
She began to paddle him again, harder, until the last time he straightened
and looked back at her. "What is it?"   "I don't know if I can take any
more."   "Yes, you will. In fact, I want you to assume the position and ASK
for it. NOW."  He closed his eyes. He could either stop this madness and
leave, or shed his last remnant of control and submit to her completely. A
wave of a thousand colors swept over him as he bowed his head and resumed his
punishment position. "Yes, Mistress. Paddle me. Discipline me. Use me for
your pleasure. I submit to you."

The burst of pain was sweet this time. He knew he would take whatever she
gave him. His cock was hard and he felt her hand on him stroking, pulling,
even as she paddled him harder. The tension of his struggle to remain in
position, the exquisite pleasure of her hands, and the excitement of the
paddle all caused him to come in a blinding surge of release. He sagged to
his knees, overcome by the power of the experience.  She let him rest a
moment, her breath ragged too. Then she knelt beside him, and lovingly ran
her hands over him and held him close while he came back to earth. "I love
you."  "Yes, Mistress".       


Her dommy side came out in this one. Hope you enjoyed it and have great weekend.

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Big Ums

I am old enough to have watched and thoroughly enjoyed Married With Children. Al Bundy dispensed sophomore humor every week. He gave us the term Big Ums which referred to what he liked to see at the titty bar.


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Al with his slutty daughter Kelly, who all the men wanted to know in a biblical way.


Wait this is a spanking blog. The question of the week is do men think they will get a better spanking from a woman with Big Ums? I have always been attracted to small to moderate sized mammary glands. And the spanking I have gotten from them were quite suitable for me.

But are those with Big Ums better paddlers?

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