Spanking Letters from Scandinavia

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Facing their long dining table, she rubbed one die between her fingers. 'Five' would provide protection against the blistering oak, although five thunderous swats would be furious punishment. Maybe one vicious swat on her bare skin fitted her crime. The blog section will be added to most often. This will cover some of the topics above but also provide accounts of actual spankings that my husband has received from me. Some blogs are written by me and some are written by my husband. This should provide a good perspective from both a top (spanker) and bottom (spankee). After messing up and acting stupidly or procrastinating too much etc. we were having a serious discussion almost verging on an argument. My wife said I was acting very immaturely and irresponsibly adding "Maybe a spanking for real will get your attention." One thing lead to another and she was moving forward with her idea. I got a real spanking that hurt enough to have me apologize sincerely and begin doing immediately what I'd promised her for months. Rising, pumped full of respect, she said, "I'm sorry. I'll be an absolute delight tonight. Thank you for strapping me. I'm sorry you needed to. Thank you for only using our discipline strap."

He broke away. "I didn't need your attitude today. I'm relying on you tonight and expect perfection. Regardless of your performance, I'm will paddle you before bed." Once I was in place, I heard her say: “You are such a naughty boy, Jay! Birthday or not, 13 is not too old for a good old-fashioned spanking!”I still get a shiver of excitement thinking about those words – if I ever find a girlfriend who is willing to spank me for fun, I will ask her to say that every time! I left home once and she threatened to come to my place of employment and cause a scene. Once when I went to a girlfriend's home to stay she came after me, dragged me home in front of her whole family and spanked me so hard I was sore for a week. She held herself still. The paddle crashed into her bare bottom, forcing a wave of throbbing pain as her stinging skin sizzled. Proud to take it bare, her sex swept pleasure towards her pain. The paddle blasted her butt, its broad expanse overlapping previous swats. Absorbing the heavy impacts she deserved, she gasped as pain surge through her bottom. His sharp leather signatures delivered fiery pain. She analyzed her interactions, struggling to discover a single polite one. His uncompromising toughness pulsed pleasure into her sex, clearing spaces in her mind for genuine remorse. Thin rectangles of penetrating heat replaced fading strokes, keeping her bottom ablaze and her conscience clear. He was beating her without debate. She deserved it. Strapping her hard, he was leaving her lowest curves - on which she would sit - untouched.

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Certainly, I think she must have known that I enjoyed being playfully spanked – it was so obvious really, once the cat was out of the bag, and I never tried to hide it.I can remember on more than a few occasions, Mum threatened to ‘turn me upside down’ if I wasn’t ready for school, or out of bed, or down for dinner. However none of these threats ever amounted to anything other than just that. Now she had a vehicle for her pride. She had always been proud of her daughter, a bright intelligent daughter. Not many from the village had got into Grammer School in recent years. She knew that a lot of her peers in the W.I. Would be saying that very night…”I hear Karen got into Grammer school, she deserves it, her Mummy will be so proud.” Wife Led Marriage (WLM), Domestic Discipline (DD), Wife Spanks Husband, Secretary Spanks Boss, In Front of Others You were magnificent tonight," he said. "But I must paddle you. You filled my mental space with unnecessary angst while I prepared for this dinner." However, spanking did not always go as planned. In 1912 a Chicago man took a strap and spanked his sixteen-year-old wife with it. He was taken before the judge, declared that it was a free country and that he had a right to spank his wife, and was given 100 days in jail. [ 1] [ 2] [ 3]

In Chicago, 1915, twenty-one-year-old Mary McDermott mouthed off to a policeman and was arrested. When she and her mother stood before the judge, he said, “I’ll forgive your daughter if you’ll take her home and spank her.” She pressed her bare feet onto the floor to keep still. She needed her hurt to atone. The paddle punched blazing pain, meeting honest repentance. She panted, determined to respect her punishment. Mrs.Weltwaay put the detention slips into envelopes at the end of the school day. Then with a stern face told them to go home. He frowned. Her attitude had been a growing problem since they'd woken. Mr. and Mrs. Davenport had founded their trusted software business twenty years ago, developing an extensive client base. Relationships mattered to them. Decades younger, he needed to convey a loving, homely impression to win their hearts and acquire their company. I get spanked as well for various reasons and attitudes. Now and then we'll be going along fine and out of the blue my wife spanks me soundly!

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Karen felt aroused slightly, which made her feel even more of a naughty girl. But stood before Mummy as she scolded her was such a mixture of feelings. Her pubic hair had grown, it was now a delightful mixture of light fair hair with a hint of ginger, like her hair. The mirror of the dressing table was behind her, so Mummy could see her bottom, a bottom she was so proud of, like her new breasts, pert, and pleasingly plump. Your correspondent signed "Brooklyn" bemoans her fate because her husband exacts explicit obedience from her and disregards her personal comfort by subjugating her to frequent spankings. Yes, "Brooklyn" I own it is very humiliating for a full grown woman to be made to to kneel on the floor and be spanked: but my esperience overtops yours, I think you will admit. I am twenty-eight years old. My husband's love for smoking is only equalled by his love for soanking me. He fell off his wheel and broke his arm a month ago. He then sent for his mother and the day following her arrival she said Robert had instructed her to give me a spanking for a fancied slight to her. Well it was a struggle, but I was finally vanquished, humbled and spanked most unmercifully. Oh, the agony of that spanking! Six years years of revenge uncorked. The screams and twisting, the shame: my ineffectual attempts to cover myself with my hands-all to no purpose. But enough "Brooklyn" does not know what a real spanking is if she has never received one from her husband's mother. REBELLIOUIS You look fantastic," he said, hoping to imbibe her with spirit as he watched her full effect arrive in their spacious living area.

Karen remembers the day her adventure at Grammer School began. It was the day she received the letter telling her that she had passed the 11+ exam with flying colours.She shoved her blue and white striped cotton panties to join her jeans, comfortable under his command. Her irrationality had made it difficult for him to trust she'd accept her discipline. His cruel dice game had taught her an effective lesson. Karen took the note, her hand shaking slightly. She could feel the cheeks on her face flush. “No Mummy I do not have any homework tonight.” For example, in 1913, a husband went before a Brooklyn magistrate and asked if he could spank his wife if she interfered with his spanking of their child. The magistrate decided that spanking the wife was the way to handle the situation. Time to leave them, until the next time…Mummy is downstairs, putting the slipper away, until next time. She knows this will not be the last time it will be used, it will probably have just been the first of many.

She stared at her feet. It was tough to hear. Stealing a glance at the paddle due to punish her, she flinched. She'd rather he decide. Her savage, bare sting would be over soon, unless her next roll went against her. While most of us can agree that spanking children is an act of violence, people from the past had their own views about spanking and, apparently, everyone’s bottom was fair game. I was so chuffed to see my first story published on Maman, I thought I’d strike while the iron was hot and the memories fresh – so here is what happened next! My mum has a regular line she uses: “You were such a cheeky, funny, handsome, naughty little boy – how did it go so wrong?” Thanks, Mum! The pain did not leave, it was still growing. Even in the dark of night she could feel the heat on her hand. And lying on her tummy, stroking her poor bottom, she fell asleep.

Letter Number 1 was written on April 1, 1898 by a young woman who had recently turned seventeen to the Editor of the NY Evening Journal... The third letter in this triology was written by a bobby-soxer to the American Weekly twenty years after the second letter and almost a half century after the first, but the question is still the same. Nobody looked at each other because your punishment would be doubled. She then took up her dreaded paddle and one by one each received his or her punishment in front of the teachers who sent you there. He said that was humiliating. Next day he said some teachers would make you stand in front of class to describe what happened.