Portions of emails from a cyber friend.
Hi, The guys never said anything, but I'm sure they figured out that no hand squeezing my butt meant I had gotten spanked fairly recently. Only a couple got to use both hands, front and back, and only the guy I had sex with actually got into my panties. I will have to say that all that rubbing through my blue jeans was exciting, though! There is a big difference between videos and actually watching a real spanking. The girls reactions in the videos are never real. There's never the frantic kicking and struggling to escape that happens in a real spanking. I saw how my sisters reacted, and I know I fought just as hard to get away as they did. When I see my nieces spanked its the same thing. Their reactions mirror me and my sisters when we were teenagers. My sisters still get spanked, but its mostly for fun and bedroom games. I know they both got a couple of good paddlings when they were first married, but haven't heard either of them actually being spanked for discipline for quite a few years. When I see my disciplinarian its all for stress and emotional release. I don't feel guilty when I need a spanking, I haven't done anything wrong to deserve it, I just want it. I prefer actual bondage, padded hand and ankle cuffs are the best, especially if there is a ring to tie me in position over a horse or bench. The mental aspect can be interesting and exciting, but it has to be at a slower pace. There is a certain thrill and anticipation when being ordered not to move, and I can mostly obey if the licks are spaced out so I can catch my breath and ready myself for the next one. If they're too fast and close together I lose my composure and I'm going to cover up and roll away from the pain. Obviously it doesn't matter when I'm fully restrained, but that's what brings on the panic mode and starts the wild emotional roller coaster ride. What surprises you? That I'm not that strict with my nieces and nephews? I'm sure they'd rather have me spank them than their parents, but that doesn't mean they like it. They still put up a fuss and resist going over my knee, and I can assure you, none of them has ever said 'Thank you' for taking down their pants. Hope all is well, and have a great Memorial Weekend! Beth
I think its great that you and Bacall 'play' together so much. I'm sure her bottom stings like crazy, but saying it was bright pink tells me you're a pretty careful disciplinarian. If you had said her bottom was dark purple and bruised, I'd be a bit worried for her. I doubt I get spanked as much as she does, but when my husband spanks me its about the same. My bottom is stingy and red, but its not enough to make me cry, and I've sassed him enough on several occasions to get a repeat the next day. Then it stings a bit more, but I'm usually satisfied for a few days after. Mom still has the hairbrush, and I'm sure if needed, she'll put it to good use on my nieces and nephews. I doubt she would ever use it on me or my sisters again. We would have to do something pretty drastic for that to happen. Yes, my sisters approve of spanking. I've seen them spank their kids a few times, but not lately. The kids know what they'll get spanked for and pretty much shy away from that kind of behavior. One question: When you spanked your daughter, was it bare bottom? We were always spanked bare, so there was a lot more embarrassment than if they had let us keep our pants on. I don't think it would have changed our behavior that much, but it might have in certain instances. I probably would have chosen a spanking from my dad instead of my mom too. The spankings weren't all that much different, but moms tend to spank 'angry' more than men do. Their attitude and demeanor make it seem worse than being spanked by a dad, but as i said, the spankings themselves aren't really any worse, they just seem that way. I'm not sure why either, but a hairbrush always seems worse than a paddle. I definitely know what a hairbrush feels like landing on my bare bottom, and 30 seconds of it fast and furious makes it seem like hours! When mom put us over her knee, I don't think any of us ever made it past the first 10 or 15 seconds before we were bawling and kicking like crazy, but I don't know if you could call it breaking our will. I'd say it was more of an emotional washout. Between being scared, feeling sorry for ourselves, a little bit of anger, and feeling so helpless just made us lose any control we might have had. We just gave up and bawled like babies, but I still do that when its a real spanking.
Hi, I never got spanked in school, but my teachers or the principal made sure my parents knew when I misbehaved, and were probably well aware my bare bottom was properly attended to at home! I did my share of pouting and feeling sorry for myself when I got spanked, but I knew if I hadn't been naughty I wouldn't have gotten spanked either. I never had a choice about accepting discipline, it was going to happen no matter what I said or did, so it was better to just get it over with and not make it worse! LOL My parents never yelled and hollered when they spanked us, which kind of made me feel more guilty for disappointing them than if they had gotten angry. I never liked being told what to do either, especially when it contradicted what I wanted to do, but after a few spankings I figured it was in the best interest of my backside if I at least made a token effort to obey their rules. A rule never breaks until you get caught, then you hear that sharp 'snap' and sense your bottom is going to pay dearly for it! I think we all have our playful and serious sides when it comes to spankings, and at certain times we need/want one or the other. We like the playful because they are erotic and sensual, but we sometimes need to punishment side more for our emotional well being. I look at any implement as a means of spanking. They all sting, and some we dislike more than others, but in the end I'm still going to feel like a naughty bawling little schoolgirl when its over. Dad's strap was reserved for serious misbehavior, and he applied it with vigor when making an impression on my bare bottom. I think its 'worse' than a wooden paddle mainly because it leaves such a fierce burning sensation on my bottom. "The fires of Hell" is a very apt description of what it feels like, but I still prefer that to a hard paddling that leaves my buttocks sore and bruised for days on end. Granted, small, light wooden paddles can be a lot of fun when used in the playful sense, but I never have liked them for real discipline. Same with a Lexan paddle, it can be a nice change of pace, but they have a very 'thuddy' effect when used for punishment. I've never been caned, but I'm assuming it can be nice, or excruciating, depending on how its used. When the decision making becomes all one sided in a relationship it often begins creeping very close to abuse. All participants have to be able to say 'slow down' or 'stop' and everyone else needs to respect that. I agree, most women don't need to be tamed, you just have to know how to play the game right. I will say though that some girls and women would certainly benefit from a 'damn good spanking' to take them off the pedestal they think they belong on. You're also right, I have been disappointed a few times. If you had known me in college I suspect that we would have had a very wild, hot, sexy affair, or you would have paddled my butt until I couldn't sit for a month! LOL I think the thing that makes most people interesting is their sense of humor. If we can laugh at ourselves, we'll fit in with almost any company. You suffered through childhood because of ADD, but someone should have seen you had problems. No doubt they labeled you a 'problem child' and let it go at that. Now days they screen the kids a lot better, but sometimes I think they're too quick to call normal active kids ADD or ADHD. Lets face it, most kids have excess energy to burn and are hyper-active in general. I think we would be better off if we stopped trying to control their lives and just let them be kids. What do you think? Have a great week! Beth
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