Jun 17
Online Auction Snafu - F/m Spanking Pics
The online auction made it sound so great. Affordable land IS hard to come by, even on the internet. So I thought we should go check it out. Of course, the description didn’t show all the trash on the property, BUT I still didn’t think it was too bad for the price. Twilight disagreed and was not amused by the “waste of a perfectly good afternoon” spent driving down “roads unfit for a fucking mule to walk down”. Why she happened to have the strap and paddle in the truck, I can’t imagine. Surely, she would never have planned on spanking me outdoors for the mere fun of it. Right?
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But, soon enough my wife was ordering me to undress. Right outside! What if someone came by? Perhaps even someone else looking at the same property from the same auction. Or worse yet, one of the obviously crazed locals (for who else would live down such a road?) But Twilight wouldn’t be dissuaded from giving me a good sound spanking on our excursion.
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Soon I found my shirtless chest pressed into an old strawbale while she strapped my bottom. Then my pants came down. Straw really scratches up the privates, but the strap and paddle stung so badly I hardly noticed at the time. She also bent me over an old tree stump. Who knew you could find so many interesting spanking props in the woods?
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Not content with merely tanning my behind, Twilight next led me by the ear across the trashed out property to an old utility shed. Even she isn’t cruel enough to make me go inside of it half naked, but she did stand me with my nose against the outside wall while she walked around to “take in the neighborhood”.Ultimately she decided that we would not be bidding on this “off-grid mountain-side retreat”.
June 17th, 2008 at 9:11 pm
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June 19th, 2008 at 12:00 am
In a way we should be glad that we can be beaten in the great outdoors.Imagine getting the same treatment in the shopping mall.Being spanked in the home may mean some of the sound is encompassed within the four walls.Then again the neighbours might hear it.Outside in such a country setting the noise you made might have carried further or not been heard because people were so far away.
In any event it looks so much more natural and “baring to the world” the receiving of such discipline al fresco.The two of you are communing with the natural world.You with your hot sore bottom and anguished cries and She with Her exercise of Her arm as well as authority and Her commands to you.
July 12th, 2008 at 9:08 am
Hilarious. Twilight conquers Thebes, then spies out the land…
November 1st, 2008 at 1:54 pm
November 1, 2008
I CAN’T AVOID THE SECOND SET OF SWATS
Attending a business related Halloween party last night, I dressed as the devil and made the mistake of dancing with a divorcee who was dressed as a playboy bunny. My wife Linda was upset because as I danced with this lady my eyes constantly focused on the lovely valley of her bosom. Linda was dressed as Sarah Palin. As a result my wife sent me shopping the next morning at Bed Bath and Beyond, to purchase two heavy duty wooden bath brushes . They were on sale at half off.
She said we need one for our summer condo for when I ogle the ladies at pool side and one for our home, because she broke the last one on my backside.
Needless to say that as I’m typing this, my bottom is throbbing to a point where it seems ready to explode .I had forgotten the incredible pain this implement causes. When I returned from the store she scolded me about the embarrassment I caused her. She had me drop my pants and underwear to the floor, sat down and pulled me over her lap. She adjusted my bottom to where my face was a few inches from the hard wood floor. A punishment spanking usually means 40 whacks, 20 minutes of corner time, and then another 40 whacks. And most importantly no sex afterwards . She was really angry and she applied with extreme ferocity not 40, but 60 whacks that had me squirming and pleading and finally babbling incoherently. Pointing to the corner, she watched as I put my nose in it . The next 20 minutes is the part she loves the most . Watching my butt turn a darker and darker shade of red. She was sitting while drinking a glass of imported Valapocello red wine and sampling from a box of chocolates, observing my crimson butt slowly changing colors. I was whimpering in pain and dreading in the pit of my stomach, the thought of the next 60 whacks that I was to receive in about 15 minutes. She has told me the second set of swats, are very important. Each one hurts more because numbness has worn off and it drives home the point that this is a no nonsense punishment spanking. Also since my erection is long gone, the punishment is harder to take because there is no reward at the end . But this time she couldn’t help herself, My bottom was now a dark purple and she was getting sexually aroused . With the bath brush in hand she got to her feet and turned me around and put her arms around my neck and planted a big kiss on my lips. As her voluptuous body pressed against me, my wily surprisingly, quickly responded. She pulled me to the hard wood floor on my back . My pants and briefs were still at my ankles and she quickly took off her panties. She was so moist, that she quickly mounted me easily. She rocked and pounded my tenderized butt into the floor . I managed to give her two orgasms to my one, much to her joy. Of course I had to give her some tongue action in between each fuck. But I was feeling pretty good even though my butt was throbbing and suddenly I heard her using the back brush to slap against her palm. I must have turned white with fear, because she laughed aloud saying : “You don’t think you’re going to avoid the second session do you?” As always the next 60 swats were a lot worst than the first. Afterwards I was in the corner for an hour as she watched my backside turn to blue and then finally black. Lucky me Robert
March 22nd, 2009 at 4:55 pm
Hey man, you didn’t wear a belt when you went to check out the property. If the old lady/dear wife hadn’t brought along some disciplinary implement(s), you might have had to go cut yourself some switches.
Things worked out OK for you, i.e. you got what you deserved but I like to see a guy punished with his own belt. If you haven’t some good, heavy leather belts, the two of you should go shopping for one and if a store staff member asks if you need help, you should have to explain you need a good belt so your wife will always have something handy to punish you with.
July 11th, 2009 at 4:26 pm
why don’t you whip her once or twice