Feb 02
Art Show Maintenance Spanking part 1
A few days ago we went on a mini-road-trip to a city a few hours away. The Sex Worker Art Show is touring the country and was coming to a city within a reasonable driving distance. Twilight said, “Obviously we need to go!”, and I was certainly not going to argue. So, on very little notice I packed up the car.
While packing I was reminded, “Don’t forget to bring some good spanking implements, I don’t want you thinking you can get away with anything while we are gone.” So, into the luggage went a variety of “toys” including a small wooden bathbrush and the nasty holey leather strap.
The drive down went well, traffic and construction were both unusually good. Unfortunately, Twilight’s mood was rather terse. At one point I snapped back “Well, you were the one who wanted to go out of town on a day’s notice!”. She responded that perhaps I needed an attitude adjustment, then an icy silence fell. She turned on the radio, and the chill lifted as she hummed to the music and pointed out various oddities along the way.
The mood brightened further when we checked into a hotel rather nicer than what we expected. Between packing and the drive we were both quite hungry. We went down to the restaurant for dinner and a drink. At one point my wife asked me to pass the salt, and as I leaned towards her, she whispered into my ear, “I still need to spank you before we go to the show.” I bit my lip, feeling a little anxious that another diner might overhear. “Well, I can’t have you acting up tonight, but I know you’ll behave once I warm your behind good,” she said. I lowered my eyes sheepishly and we went back to eating. I felt even more anxious now, she seemed serious about dishing out out some discipline.
Back in the room, she quickly selected the bathbrush, which she for still calls “the hairbrush” to distinguish it from a larger bathbrush we used to have, before she broke it. She started towards the dressing stool at the end of the bed, then turned back. “I think we’ll be needing this too,” she said as she picked the strap out of the suitcase.
“Come over here and strip from your waist down,” she said, beckoning as she sat down on the bench. Of course I obeyed, but I did ask politely, “What am I being spanked for dearest?”. “You should already know that, I think,” she said, “remember earlier in the car when you snapped at me?” She pulled me over her knees. “But, honey, that was nothing big. Its just been a tense day, we just left sort of spur of the moment,” I mildly protested. This was a bit exciting, it had been days since I’d been given a good spanking, but I also knew this was going to be more than a light and fun scene, and I squirmed a little, nervously across her lap.
Smack! She started spanking me, hard, with her hand. She stared scolding me too, “Well, I can’t have you acting like that at the Sex Worker Art Show tonight! I have friends who will be there, do you think I want you to embarrass me like that if front of them?”. After a too short warm-up she switched to that brush. It is an evil brush, curving down on one side, making it easy to scorch the spot where by bottom meets up with my thighs. And she did, scolding me occasionally and spanking me steadily for several minutes which felt like they would never end.
to be continued…
February 5th, 2008 at 5:08 pm
Hi Thebes, and welcome to the neighborhood!
I know that particular brush very, very well. It’s actually a body brush, or at least that was how it was billed when I bought one. The size and shape are that of a very stout hairbrush, but the bristles are soft and flexible (and quite appropriate for other sorts of play). It gets used fairly regularly around here and not just for massage. The results are definitely memorable.
I wish you the very best with your new blog. F/M blogs are less common so the few there are tend to be quite popular. Hopefully, you will see lots of new friends and plenty of traffic as you get going.
With warm regards,
Bonnie
February 7th, 2008 at 2:57 am
Thank you for the kind welcome!
Whatever it was called in the store, our’s gets used regularly too. I can’t help but wonder how many of them end up used for spanking, rather than their intended uses. They are quite handy. For some reason Twilight believes that this brush is a good “warm-up”, though if used with enthusiasm it can be the most painful part of the spanking.
Yes, I’ve noticed that there are not many F/M spanking blogs. That was actually part of the reason for starting mine. I have noticed a healthy number of M&F/F spanking blogs, but it seems that there are comparatively few men willing to put their ass on-line, so to speak. I think this has to do with self-perception of masculinity. I have come to realize, life is too short to internalize society’s conformist rhetoric.
February 8th, 2008 at 9:58 am
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February 19th, 2008 at 9:51 am
It’s wonderful to see a naughty boy being soundly spanked by his loving wife. She has a strict hand, but the affection can be heard in her voice. I admire a woman who isn’t shy about using the time-honored methods of corporal punishment to better her man’s behavior. Well done.
March 11th, 2008 at 2:32 am
Sometimes we need to be spanked just to prevent a POSSIBLE breach of etiquette or behaviour.She was well within Her rights to spank you for your acting up.My Wife says that you a man needs to be spanked even when he hasn’t done anything as I am likely to get into trouble sometime.A sorrt of advanced spanking in anticipation of future possible wrongdoing.And lets face it we can only go for so long before we err.
March 18th, 2008 at 5:29 am
Hello!
I think this try.
April 7th, 2008 at 8:46 am
hi. i am a long time spankee and also an artist. i love your blog page. i am very familiar with that brush. i got mine in a bath basket at christmas one year. it sure packs a wallop and gets your attention. i have drawings available for friends at the flickr page shown. they are available for listed friends so drop me a line at my e mail and request to see the flickr pictures.
April 29th, 2009 at 6:52 pm
Amanda often catches me coming out of the shower and drags me to our bed puts me over her knee and spanks me dry. She then puts me on my back mounts me and rides me to our mutual satisfaction. If I disappoint her by loosing control too soon it’s a trip back over her strong ample knee for an other spanking and then I have to pay homage to her bottom to make it up to her.