Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Spanking as a child


Ok I know this is going to sound bad, and make you all wonder why the hell I am into spanking after this life but I can’t exactly say other than there were rules and consequences for breaking those rules. It was cut and dry. Break a rule, be punished … move on. When do we get that in our world today? Other than speed, ticket…. Pay. You have to commit a crime! Ahhh so anyway here is my story.


As a child I was spanked as early as 4 years old. My father would make me stand next to him while he sat in his recliner. He would tell me that I was about to be spanked and he knew it was going to hurt and that I didn’t want to do it, but if I didn’t listen he would have to get his belt. I was always very afraid. Then he would pull down my pants and I was to lay over the extended foot rest of the recliner. He would place one hand on my back and begin spanking. Even very young the spankings left my bottom red and sore; this was his usual method, for years until about 6.

As I got older the over the knee or cushion was not used much. I was spanked several times a week. At about 6 my father no longer threatened the belt he used it. There was a few ways he would do it.

Some times ( a little older) if my brothers and I would not go to sleep he would come in with the belt, we were ordered to “turn over NOW” and we would turn over on our tummy he would spank us until we cried, he would leave the room and we cried ourselves to sleep.

One was to make me do everything; there was as much punishment in the preparations as there was in the actual spanking. I was ordered to go and get his belt from its spot on his bedroom wall and present it to him. There were no words allowed and most times I didn’t even know what I had done. I then had to pull down my pants and underwear and bend over and put my hands on my knees, and then I had to apologize and discuss what I was being spanked for. The whole time having my bottom exposed and listening to my father crack the leather belt. I had to stay in position and not move. It was very important that I seemed to be presenting my bottom for what I deserved. I was spanked until the bruises began to show and I was very weak. After I usually had to be helped to bed, because my legs were weak and I had cried all of my tears.

The other form was more instant, spontaneous. He would grab onto me and yank my pants down; he would have the belt ready and hold me under his arm for about 10 swats. Then when we were both tired he would let me go and command that I get into position.
There was no talking or asking why it was hard and fast.

My father made me count, I had no idea how many I was going to get and I don’t think he knew how many he was about to give. But I had to count, if I lost count he would begin again. If I moved and made him have bad contact it wouldn’t count. I would easily receive over 100 swats with the belt. He ranged from taking his time and preparing each swat, talking about the offence in between to suddenly giving 10 hard swats in a row, then back to the slower form.

I received severe bare bottom spankings/beatings on a regular basis until I was about 13. After that there were only a few every few months. There were plenty in front of relatives and my siblings. My last spanking by my father was when I was 16, it was bare bottomed and I took it by choice for my little brother. I didn’t wait for him to say a thing, I just went and got that belt, plopped it in his hand and bared myself, grabbed my knees and told him to get on with it. It was embarrassing to be bare but I didn’t think too much of that. My father spanked me with that same dreaded belt (that he oiled for the occasion) for a half hour. He spanked me over 200 times, trying to get me to cry and I did not. I had finally showed my father that I couldn’t be broken, that he hadn’t “tamed” me after all and I was a stubborn as he was. I couldn’t walk for 3 days after that one.

I left home at 18 and had my first adult spanking experience when I was 20. My then fiancĂ© was joking around with me and a friend of his in my bedroom and next thing I knew I had said something he didn’t like and I was over his knee in seconds. He spanked me over my jeans about 20 times until I said I was sorry and let me up. Our friend laughed and I just sat there stunned. I didn’t know what a TOP or Dom was back then but I am guessing that this guy made one hell of one. I didn’t marry that one though. I did marry a spineless ass who couldn’t tame/guide/spank/love anyone. I was spanked a few times by him but it was weak and left me very unsatisfied.


so now i am here today. this was a long road but i have fially found happiness!

memories of a spanking

yea thats me. ick and ouch
This is an account of a real spanking that I had earlier this year. Many more were to follow- just not with this same guy. He turned out to be married ( wife didn’t know) and I wasn’t totally comfortable with that, and I have MS. It seemed to have reared its ugly head just when I was getting into the life…. I had to stop and thought my life of spanking was over. But I have met a great guy, in the medical field and he knows just how to take care of me.


July 07-
Today I had my first spanking in 3 years and let me tell you it was the worst since my childhood.

I met the man we can call Jim through my space. He was a local man looking for a woman to develop a spanking relationship with. I was new to the idea that there are so many ppl out there interested in spanking. I always thought I would have to be in a relationship before I would ever get a spanking again and since my divorce a few months ago, I don’t see that happening for along time. So Jim or daddy as he wanted me to call him talked me into going for my dreams instead of waiting. I wore the skirt I was ordered to and had my school girl look pretty good. We agreed that this would be non sexual and I had been thinking of him as a “Daddy” for a few months.

He came to my house and I have to say I felt pretty at ease with him, I had talked long enough that I trusted him so we sat down on the couch and began.

We talked first about my misbehavior ( rules I had set for myself and of course I have trouble following) and then he calmly told to go to my bedroom where he followed with an armless chair. He placed it in the middle and told me to come over to him. He sat down and told me to lay across his lap.

I was shaking and had my hands over my face, I couldn’t look at him or the lap I was suppose to be over. I kept thinking, I am to big to stay on his lap, im huge oh I have to get out of this one. I was so afraid to take the chance so afraid that it would both be what I wanted and maybe not enough.

He stayed clam and soothing and rubbed my back as I stood by his side, he said he would wait till I was ready. I said I don’t think I have the strength to and he said take your time. I was glad he was patient. I had told him that I may fight it and that I didn’t want him to let me back out. But he saw that I was preparing myself.

I took a deep breath and laid down. I could barely touch the ground on both sides and I felt stuck, like I had taken the leap. He pulled up my skirt and rubbed my bottom for a moment and asked if I was ready, I felt a giggle rise up over me and realized I was so nervous. It was a bare bottom spanking because of the panties I had worn, they had creped up and I was more exposed than I wanted to be.
Then he started, with his hand spanking both cheeks at a good pace, he stopped and rubbed every 10 swats or so and gave me a rest. I was amazed at how much it hurt and how it took my breath away. He talked soothingly and told me to breath and calm down. I think I was hyperventilating a little. He spanked me again faster and harder. I had thought that that was the end of the spanking, it would have been ok for the first one.

Then he told me to stand up and face a closet door. ( I didn’t have any available corners…. Hmmm wonder why lol) He left the room. My ass was on fire and I was trying to catch my breath. I was glad to be alone for a minute and I really dislike the corner thing.
When he came back he told me to put my hands on the chair, then to lower my head to the seat. I had no idea how much that tightness made it worse. He had brought in a strap. He gave me 10 quick and hard swats with it and I was shaking. Back to the door. He then put me over his knee again and began very hard spanks, in the same spot for about 10 each. I was kicking a little by then and was in shock at how hard he could spank.

He stood me up and we took a break, we sat in the living room and talked about how my father had spanked me and how much I had taken back then. He then put me over his knee on the couch ( I liked this a lot more, it was more comfortable) and he spanked me with his hand again, then he reached over and got this ping pong paddle and began with that. I was kicking a little more with that and kept paddling. When he stopped and had me sit up I couldn’t sit very well.

He let me rest again and then it was back to the bed room where he had me bend on the bed like the chair and gave me a few spanks with his hand. He told me to take off my skirt and I did. He didn’t make me take my panties off, but then again he didn’t really need to they didn’t cover much. I was ordered back into position and he left the room and brought back the worst looking paddle I have ever seen. It was about 12 inches long made of unfinished wood, I told him I was afraid of that one and he said I would have to try it.
OMG I took one hit and I propelled me forward, I saw stars. I don’t know if it was his full force but man that hurt. I told him I couldn’t take another one, and he said ok baby girl. He told me to stand at the door again.

Then he told me to lay face down on my bed. He began to spank me hard with his hand again , it was terrible and I just clinched the pillow. suddenly he was laying in the bed next to me and told me to turn over, he comforted me and then when my breath came back asked me if I knew what was next.
I couldn’t think and I said no. what could he possibly mean?
he said I better give him an answer or he would give me 5 more than he planned, I panicked and hoped it wasn’t that paddle and he saw I was confused.
he said “now what did Daddy just give you after the hand spanking before?” oh crap, I reluctantly said the strap.
He said “yes and now I want you to asked to be spanked with the strap.”
I couldn’t make myself say to those words I just sat there with my mouth open. I thought girl are you nuts, your actually going to have to verbally ask a man to spank you with a strap? He wasn’t to happy with my lack of quick response and he started to say he was adding more swats and I just said it, it just came out and he got up, ordered me to remain on the bed and then got the strap. ( which was a belt that had been cut in half BTW)

He was moving hard and fast and I started to whimper and really kick my legs, and wiggle around. It hurt like hell. He asked me if I had had enough and I just shook my head yes, and kept my face buried.
He rubbed my butt and told me I had taken my spanking like a good girl and that I had a very spankable butt. I thought he was done but as I answered a text from a good friend who was my safety contact he was examining his work.
He brought out a wooden dowel and told me I would have to try that also and bent me over the couch. He was very nice and only gave me a few but that was all I could take.

He suggested we take pictures and I said I dint mind, even If I have a big butt. Before he did that though he said he thought I needed 10 more with the paddle. So it was back over the knee on the couch and he lowered my panties, he gave me 10 very hard spanks ( he says 10- I say it was 11 but who can argue)
during the spanking I was kicking and my leg fell off the couch and several spanks were given to the inner side of my cheeks ouch.
He then used his had for a few more minutes and made sure all areas were cherry red.
For the end swats he asked me if I wanted the next on the thighs or butt? Ohhh hard question there, I took a few minutes and of course chose the butt- sooo he spanked onto of my thighs, that was not fair!!!!!!!!!
We had to go after that but he made sure to set the next date for a spanking. I had to drive 30 miles to pick up my kids and my ass hurt to even bend or move the skin. I dint cry but I feel a sense of relief and satisfaction that I went through more than I had planned and I sit here now in agony typing this but I didn’t want to for

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Dawn's phone bill

this Pic scares the hell out of me............... I hate that moment the most
So what did I do to deserve this last spanking? well lets start here.

Well, I really over spent for the holidays ( who doesnt right?)and while he appreciated it, he was not happy that I took it all on myself and didn't ask him to chip in. I have trouble asking for help. Then I got my cell phone bill for $500 for 2 months worth of calls, he is really was disappointed in me.



Then I have been pretty sick for a few weeks and I was told not to go out of the house and stay and rest. I had so much to do, so much to still get so i whined alittle, turned on the charm and I asked if it was ok just to run to the store for an ingredient for dinner and he gave in.



well when I went to the store I ran to a few more that I needed to0, he had gone to do some shopping himself and i thought i could get back home and he would never know. He beat me back home and wasn't happy at all that I took so long, I half kidding said that I had just left recently and it wasn't really that long... he saw right through that and well, that's the reason for the spanking. it didnt take place for a few days and the guilt was mounting.



one night i was crying and really upset, so he put me to bed and took my sons to a movie (by themselves). I laid there and sobbed and of course wondered what he was going to do when he came home. he wasnt mad anymore he was more concerned that i felt neglected and that i had told him that the guilt was making me want to do something to punish myself. we had agreed that i would never do anything like that again, that i was to allow him to hand out the punishments. ( i had dont things like deprive myself of food, sleep or heath care in the past).



I heard him come in the front door and i covered my head with the blanket, i was sure what i should do, i wasnt sure what he would do, i knew i was in for a spanking but not much else.

when he came home he came upstairs and helped me up, he was calm and gentel and i didnt resist, i walked with my head down and he lead me by the hand downstairs to the couch. he had me stand in front of him and he took down my pants and held my wrist as he pulled me over his knee, he gave little laugh when he saw my panties said chill out across the butt. It didn't lighten the situation much though. he thought better for a moment and decided i was missing something and he then made me stand up and watch him as he rolled up his sleeves, saying I know how much you love to see me get prepared for your butt warming.
He spanked me hard with his hand first and made me tell him what the spanking was for. Then he had a hairbrush paddle that he began spanking me with it first with my panties then without. ( panties never stay on long)
He then took out a leather paddle shaped like a heart and spanked me with that for awhile to show me his love for my health then he led me to the kitchen where I had to lean over the counter and receive the strap he had just bought. I got about 25 there and he knew my legs were getting sore and made me bend over the arm of the chair for the cell phone and lying to him. he seemed almost happy about the new position he had discovered.

I have such a high pain tolerance I never thought someone could reach my edge, but he sure did and I was very humbled and punished. we have a unritten rule in our house that if you lie you recieve 100 with the belt, so I wont be doing that again. not that i dont have confessions to make, thats another day.

my current spanking life

I guess this should have been my first post but thats the procrastinator in me. ok my name is Dawn and i have been "into" spanking as long as i can remember. some say it is suprising because i was more than well spanked as a child. I will post about that later but you would think i had enough at that time.

my last spanking by my father was when i was about 16, i took it willingly for my brothers actions.
then i had a boyfriend at 19 who out of the blue one day took me over his knee on my bed and spanked my but. i didnt want it to stop..... i felt so many emotions and excitement.

i didnt marry that guy lol i thought he was to controling, now i know he is probably a perfect TOP. no instead i married a weasle, a man with no back bone whatsoever! man was i stupid. i was the one in charge and it was uncomfortable. i did ask his to spank me eventually about 1o years into our misrable marriage and he did alittle. i told him he could have free shots, totaly have revenge for whatever misgivings he thought i had. well, he didnt.

that taught me that there is a much worse way to punish someone than spanking them. he held grudges and withheld love. I finnaly freed myself of his posin after he abused my oldest son.
ok enough of that ass.

i met one man on myspace back in July of this year and he was willing to be a "daddy" for me and spank me. it had been 3 years since my last one and being a single mom, living on my own i was in a deeply stressed situation. so i met with him and sure enough he spanked my butt good. ( will write more later). but it didnt really work out for us and that was the onky time he did.

i met another man thru myspace and he was wonderful. we connected in such wonderful ways and he drove 400 miles to come to Wi and spank my naughty self. it was an amazing experience and we fell in love quickly. that takes me to my life today.

I am madly and deeply in love with my spanker, best friend, lover and man.
and he spankes me when i need it and loves me to death.
i moved to MO and have lived with Kirk for about 4 months.

sooooo here is a few spanking stories i hope you enjoy

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

spanking survey
Have you ever gotten spanked?: HELL YEAH
Do you like to be spanked?: Yes
Are you bad?: sometimes, mostly bratty
Are you spanked over you pants or pants and undies pulled down?: Both mostly bare butt
What is your favorite thing about spanking?: the emotional release, the forgiveness
Do you get spanked hard?: yes
What position are you in when getting spanked?: OTK, over the bed, on the bed flat.
What do you like to be spanked with?: ummm nothing but i get- hand, belt/strap, some paddle.
Who spanks you?: Kirk, my one and only
How long does the spanking last?: a few hours with breaks
When is the last time you got spanked?: this past weekend
Do you spank yourself?: no, nowhere near the same
Do you have a spanking fetish?: yes
After your spanking is over do you still act bratty later on?: no- not right away anyway
How hard do you get spanked?: very very hard- buns of steel
Have you ever gotten your butt belted?: Yes lots
Have you ever gotten your butt paddled?: yes a few times
Have you ever gotten spanked in public?: No
What do you get spanked with the most?: hand, belt
On a scale of 1-10 how much does the spanking hurt?: 8-10
Do you feel you deserve it?: yes, i like them for play as well but we all do things we would rather we didnt so.....
What do you get spanked for?: not following my own rules
How many times have you gotten spanked?:thousands as a kid, as an adult, the fun is just begining
How many times the spanker spank you during the spanking?: never counted over 200, i can take ALOT
What do you do to deserve them?: not following my own rules, not being safe, causing myself pain
Have you ever gotten spanked infront your friends?: yes, one friend one time
Have you ever gotten you butt caned?: YES, hated it
Do you like the pain of the spanking?: yes
Have you ever gotten spanked with a wooden spoon?: yes
Have you ever gotten spanked with a hairbrush?: yes not much, ohh the sting of it
Have you ever asked to be spanked for something you did wrong?: very recently
Is spanking a big part of your everyday life?: yes
Do you get spanked more than once a day?: not yet
How often do you get spanked?: about once a week
Is your butt red and sore afterwards?: yes and bruised
Do you spanked gently or hard?: very very hard
Have you ever gotten spanked with a sneaker?: no
Do you believe in spanking?: yes - adults
Have you ever been spanked so hard that you started to cry?: yes many times
What age Do you started getting spanked?: 4-5years old
Do you still a get spanked?: yes
Do you think that spanking is a good punishment?: yes
Have you ever gotten spanked for swearing?: no, but i should
Do you think spanking is fun?: yes
What does the spanker say to you before your spanking?: its time young lady. sometimes nothing
Have you ever gotten spanked for getting bad grades?: yes
Have you ever gotten a spanking for no reason at all?: YES
Have you ever gotten spanked by a teacher?: no
Is your butt spankable?:yes, i have been told
Who spanks you the most?: THE MAN I LOVE
Is spanking your hobbie?: hmmmm
Do you want a spanking right now?: Yes
Do you get lectured during the spanking?: i like to
Have you ever gotten spanked with your butt in the air?: yes
Have you ever gotten spanked so hard you butt was swollen?: YES
Have you ever watched someone else you know getting spanked?: yes
Do you hate spankings?: no!
Have you ever spanked someone: yes, and i like it
Did they learn their lesson?: sure, i think so.. hmm better check
How many people spank you?: only been 4, now and forever only one
Is spanking allowed in your family?: as a kid family yes, own kids no
Have you ever been spanked with more than one spanking instrument?: yes all the time
Have you ever gotten spanked for lying?: yeah
Have you ever gotten spanked for cursing?: No, but i should