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Monday, 29 August 2016

Car capers

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My wife asked to see the results of the Friday caning and said that she might add to them at the end of the weekend.

We had a day of shopping, as a prelude to a short holiday later next month. We each bought swimwear  and a new evening outfit for warmer weather. My wife bought one of those stripey tube dresses. He ass looks great in the form fitting material. While we were sitting having a coffee she told me she wanted some time shopping on her own so I could take the bags back to the car and meet her in an hour.

I wandered around window shopping and then got a text telling me to meet her. She had more shopping bags.

Driving home in the sun my wife pulled out a small box from one of the bags and showed me a holiday purchase. It was small hand grip vibrator from a well known sex store. It was shaped a bit like a computer mouse and was designed for surface contact not penetration.

Without further ado she unwrapped it, added the batteries and then lifted her summer dress to use the vibrator over her panties. Then she told me to put some music on the radio and I drove on as she lay back, eyes closed buzzing away.

 I glanced down at her bare thighs clenching and unclenching as she gave herself more than three orgasms.

"That was nice," she murmered, still with her eyes closed.

She dozed for a while, with a cat got the cream look on her face. When we were nearly home she repacked the vibrator back in its box.

"That will do nicely for the holiday." she commented. "Time for you to make me a nice lunch"

Saturday, 27 August 2016

Friday night catch up on chores and a whipping.

My wife had a surprise in store for me last night. I was home late from work and a lot of my daily chores were found by her to be incomplete. Dishes on the draining board, bed linen not ironed, towels not changed, that sort of thing.

She had left a note saying that she had called a friend and they had gone to a wine bar for a girlie supper. The note listed everything that was to be finished by me, including a sheet change on the bed and a shower clean. I was to text her when the house was ready for her to come back to.

In the bedroom she had placed the cane on the blanket chest at the end of the bed and a small note.

" 50 strokes, blindfold and no noise. You will learn !"

Whilst I got on with my jobs I imagined my wife and her friend coming home together to discipline me.

That was just a fantasy of course, but the reality of the thrashing from my Mistress, when she arrived home about 10,  was more than satisfying and I have some lovely fresh lines on my bottom this morning. 

I am about to take up her morning coffee.

Have a good public holiday, in the UK. It's quite sunny here.

Wednesday, 24 August 2016

Sport fatigue

I guess everyone has had enough of sport after weeks of olympian efforts.

So I won't bore you with any pictures, except maybe these, as a last goodbye to summer sport.

Game over as they say.

Tuesday, 23 August 2016

Weekend fun with friends

We recently had a weekend away with a group of friends at a rented house . The weather was warm and we all wore shorts, short skirts or swimsuits. There was a tennis court and pool in the grounds.  Since daily tasks had to be performed, such as picking things up from the floor or getting crockery out of a low cupboard, there was a quite a lot of interesting bending over going on. There was an agreeable amount of feminine bottom cheeks on view the whole weekend

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“ But full on looking is allowed…
Just a cheeky peek 😏
What’s the sense in having nice cheeks if no one is going to look at them?

Even though we are no longer young the weekend had an air of youthful fun about it. One or two of the men were playfully smacked on the bottom by other wives for not doing some task correctly, such as vegetable washing or floor mopping. Nobody mentioned spanking so it didn't get any more exciting. I don't think there was much in the way of sex behind closed doors. I suggested to my wife that I could down on her fairly quietly, but she said no.

After three nights away we got home on the Monday morning. My wife went to her office and did the laundry and cooked a meal. 

When we had had supper I was putting clothes away in the bedroom. My wife came out of the bathroom and suggested that I could spank her. When I asked her why, she said that she did not feel she had contributed much to the chores and cooking over the weekend.

I needed no second invitation so I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her over my knees.

The bathrobe was easily pushed to one side and I gave her ten hardish spanks before she said, that was enough. it wasn't even my birthday but when she slipped off onto the floor she knelt to give me a  blow job starter before telling me to finish myself off whilst she performed sexy bending over actions in front of me. I returned the favour in triplicate and we fell asleep exhausted.

Too low cut to wear to your mother’s for Thanksgiving dinner?

More weekends away like this are needed I think.

Sunday, 21 August 2016

Thought for the day.

When I stopped blogging a month or so back, I thought I would give Tumblr a go. I set up more than one Tumblr site to explore my interest in submission, a second one with FLR  domestic discipline and then a third about the delightful aspects of the female bottom.

I enjoyed getting to grips with Tumblr and the techniques of posting, but I did not find it a very stimulating experience so far as developing a fascinating site on the subject of spanking. 

So, after this short break, I will return to this Blogger space and hope to find interesting things to say.

There may be more than the occasional foray into female bottoms and female spanking in the future, because I have already covered a lot of domestic discipline of males in the past. 

Variety might be the spice of new life so far as this blog is concerned.

Here is a scene where I am not sure what the outcome might be. Any thoughts?

Saturday, 20 August 2016

Suddenly hockey got interesting

The Olympics have sparked a new interest in hockey on the TV in the UK..

But you run the risk of a spanking if you are caught watching for the wrong reasons.

Friday, 24 June 2016

Break from posting

I am going to take break from blogging for a while. I feel that I am not progressing with my writing skills and I am becoming a bit repetitive. I need to find some new ways of expressing myself.

Also I need to knuckle down to some work in the next month or so.

Enjoy what is left of the summer, especially if you are going to a pool party.

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I think this should be the new international gesture for “I’d like you to meet my boyfriend” ”

Thursday, 23 June 2016

End of holiday playtime

So that's it . Holiday over. I began this post  whilst on the terrace of our holiday rental house, sipping a coffee, but have had to finish it off in grey old England. 

Yesterday we explored a mountain town with Roman and Moorish roots. It was hot but we enjoyed a cool break in a traditional Spanish cafe. We decided to have lunch on the road back home at a restaurant we had spotted on the way. . My wife had a few glasses of wine and I had a single beer. We were back at the rental house by 6 ish and we were not due to go out out for dinner until much later on .

We both knew what was going to happen. My wife had alluded to a session during the coffee break that morning, saying she couldn't wait to turn my bottom red, 

Once in the house my wife asked to see what instruments I could offer her to punish me with, so I recovered  the garden cane and the long length of irrigation tube that I had cut down to a metre length.We had used just such a tube at home so she was not surprised to see it and laughed at my ingenuity. I went to a drawer where I had hidden the long olive wood basting spoon. She liked that a lot and smacked the back of her legs , below her shorts, once or twice. "Hmm," she said, " that is just the job for a naughty boy."

She whacked the plastic tube hard on a cushion and it gave a satisfying whump noise. She thought the cane might break, as they sometimes, do so she would use it carefully.

I was sent for a swim whilst she arranged things.

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”When she called me from the front of the terrace  she was holding the long wooden spoon . She was gorgeously nude except for the smallest of white cotton thongs, the type of underwear  you would put on under a summer skirt. She looked like a true goddess. 

 She wagged a finger at me and pulled me through the sliding doorway into the cool living room.There was a kitchen chair in the middle of the room and when she had sat down I had my wet trunks pulled off and they formed a puddle on the marble floor.  I was over her lap in seconds.

"This is just a warm up," she scolded me. "I intend to take my time with your punishment."
I stiffened on her lap with the sense of anticipation.

She spanked and spanked and spanked. My cold bottom was very soon extremely hot. Counting the spanks was both unnecessary and impossible. I squirmed and squealed with the stinging smacks, promising that I would be definitely good in the future.

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Wish my aunt had spanked me when she was naked.

When she was done I was pushed from her knees and stood in front of her.

She got up. "You're not the only to have surprises," she said. She held up a length of elastic cord. "I brought this with me. Turn around and put your hands behind your back."

In a few quick movements she had bound my wrists together quite tightly.
She pulled me through to the bedroom and bent me over the corner of the bed.
"Spread your legs apart." so I did.

"How many demerits do you have?"
"Twenty six Miss."  I admitted.

"It's Ma'am, not Miss." She spanked me with her hand. "So we will double that because it is the holidays."

I felt the end of the  plastic tube run up and down my bottom. For those of you haven't tried it this can be a severe  caning implement. It is less flexible than a cane and yet it has some springiness to it which transmits a very strong  line of pain when it lands on your naked butt.

The demerit punishment started slowly but then as my wife got the distance and her aim she let fly with a flurry of strokes. I lost count within seconds but she paid no heed to my count anyway. She used the rod like a woman possessed and I was in sub space in only a few seconds. I moaned with the pleasure of the pain. The fact that my wrists were tied added to my sense of submission.

She whipped me hard and it was well more than fifty two strokes before she stopped. 

"Climb further up the bed."
I wiggled myself forward on my face using me knees to propel me.

"Roll over"

I did this with some difficulty but eventually I was on my back, arms trapped below me and staring up at her smiling face.


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” She smiled as she slowly pulled of the thin panties. Then she bent forwrad and rolled them up over my feet and ankles.

"It's very naughty that you like wearing panties but this is a holiday treat. "

The panties were stretched to breaking as I raised my hips and she pulled them over my cock. There was plenty of testicle and prick bulging out. the feeling of tightness was exciting as was the penetration of the string up between my cheeks.

She left the room and came back with the garden cane.

"Time for some fun." She cracked the cane over the front of my thighs and I thrust up with eagerness for the taste of pain.

She stood over me naked and trimmed and then knelt on the edge of the bed and swung herself over to straddle my face. Her cool labia rested on my lips and I began to lick as she started the cock whipping. 

I groaned appreciation as she rocked backwards and forward and landed the cane across my bulging prick and balls. she altered the pattern of the strokes and whipped the tops of my kegs. I increased the pace of my licks and tongue pushing in appreciation. As she moved she slid forward and my tongue travelled over her perineum and into her anus. I forced my tongue in as deep as I could.

"You're a naughty , naughty boy, wearing girls knickers and kissing my arse." she cried out, as she continued the whipping, riding me like she would a horse, lifting her hips and sliding backwards and forwards across my face. 

"Ride me, whip me.", I uttered as I caught my breath. I pushed my hips up to meet the cane.
My wife was lathered with her juice and my saliva. I wanted this afternoon to go on forever.

After a time her legs got tired with the strain of keeping her hips above me and she stopped and rolled off to one side. 

"Turn over and kneel up.". I struggled and she had to push my shoulders to help me upright into position. I looked down at her body full of wonder at how I had married this woman who so understood my submission and fantasies.

"You do look silly in those knickers."

"Yes Ma'am."

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Sucking on her panties as she pegs him.Do you want me to fuck your bum like a girl?

"Yes please Ma'am."

"Well maybe if you're a good boy when we get home I will, but now I want to come and you had better work hard. Twist around."

She untied the rope and I got into position to start the cunnilingus finale.

I took it very slowly, teasing her with tongue tip licking until she tapped my head hard with her fingertips and told me to get on with it. Her legs opened wider and she bucked her hips to grind her mons against my mouth. It did not take long to get to the first orgasm and then the next and the next.

After ten very "ooh aah, stop, don't stop,yes, yes "orgasms she cried "enough" and we both lay back on the bed exhausted, hot and sticky with fluids.

"Good job." she said. "Is your bum feeling OK?"

"Good and hot, thank you Ma'am".

"Well you can wank when we get home tonight."  She twanged the elastic of the thong panties against my hip.

"And you can keep those on tonight, to remind you who is the boss.". 

We dozed for an hour and then showered and went off for a meal with our friends from the beach. We drank a lot and came home by taxi. 

A  perfect end to a great holiday. Now back to vote in the Great British neverendum.

Tuesday, 21 June 2016

Glorious day in the sun

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”Another fantastic clear blue sky as I sit on the terrace of the holiday rental, feeling the sun getting hotter. I have just swum naked in the small pool, whilst my wife sleeps on and now I have a cup of coffee and the chance to do a few emails.

We have to make the most of today, since we leave tomorrow, so we are going on a short car drive to do a bit of Spanish history, followed by a late lunch and then back here for some relaxation.

Monday, 20 June 2016

Return day minus 2

Only a couple more days of holiday to go. We will be heading back to grey skies, for the big UK referendum vote.

It was hot yesterday so instead of sightseeing we headed for a favourite small beach. As usual on a Sunday the Spanish families were out to enjoy their day of rest. This is good news. It is great to see people coming together and having fun in the open air. 

It also makes for good sightseeing when girls are moving about just doing everyday things, whilst not wearing many clothes. 

Needless to say I picked up quite a few demerits for staring, but that's not so bad is it?.