Hi Everyone. My name is Anthony. Tony to my friends.
I rent a room from Dora. Things are great, we get along.
But about a year ago, I lost my job. Couldn't pay rent. Dora gave me a deal: she'd let me stay until I get back on my feet. In return, I do odd jobs, cook, clean. Works out well for both of us.
But...sometimes I get out of line. Disrespect her. Say stupid things.
When that happens, she corrects me, so we can "move past it". Keep our arrangement. Otherwise. I'd have to go. I've got to learn. Respect.
She also demands that the corrections be public. That I take what is coming in front of you. So I learn.
I'm sorry, Dora. I will try to be better.
p.s. I've started to write some erotica. I'm a good cook, so it usually involves food. Dora thinks it is "hot", and that I should show you some, so I will post them in my blog.
I posted one; let me know if you'd like to read more!
Tonight's recipe: Pesto Trapanese with shrimp:
You’ve had a bad day. Someone dented your car door in the parking lot. Boss barked at you. You had to skip lunch because of that fucking asshole boss…it was his screw-up, not yours. You really got fucked on that one. Men can be such dicks. You need something good in your belly.
You walk in the door, carrying a shopping bag. Looks like it's from Victoria's Secrete...all pink and frilly! Oh Boy!
You are an Amazon. That’s what attracted me to you in the first place. You clump upstairs to take a shower…I start cooking!
I have to use good olive oil...not the shit you get at Costco. Something with a nutty taste.
I hear the shower turn on. Thank god….maybe that will calm you down. When you are in this mood, you are so …. What’s the right word? Primal? Huntress? Amazon? But we usually have really good sex when you are in this mood, so there’s that! I can put up a little crankiness.
I put garlic (not too much), walnuts and black pepper in a Cuisinart with a little olive oil and salt. Grind it down to a paste. A delicious, heavenly paste that you could eat with a spoon. Think "the best fucking nut butter you've ever put into your mouth".
Add big hand full of basil, Italian parsley and big hand full of spinach into the blender with about a cup of oil and salt. Blend until it has the consistency of thick cream. Add some canned tomatoes, tops cut off. Blend some more. Touch of lemon.
You come downstairs in your robe. Do I see a glimpse of dark panties? Cool, maybe I’m gettin’ some tonight. Maybe a good old-fashioned schtupping will help relax you later! Maybe your bad day at work will work out in my favor…go ahead, my lovely Amazon, release a little tension giving your boyfriend a long, sloppy blow job, then ride his dick like a bucking bronco! I like it when you’re on top, head thrown back!
Here, baby….try it. Isn’t that fucking good? Has anyone ever told you that you’ve got a great ass?
You snarl. God, men can be such dicks. You’re starving. What’s up with the chit chat, you’d like to know?
Ooh Ooh. Add quite a bit of Romano Pecorino cheese....like a freaking cup. Have you tried it? Salty goat cheese. Better in cooking than parmesan. Can you say "umami"? … reminds me of the taste of your cunt when you are sitting on my face. I order mine online from Murray’s. OK, I don't want to be cocky, but your nipples will be hard once you taste this, I say.
Cocky? You say. Ha Ha, I say.
Once nipples are hard...Pesto is done! And my nipples are hard, thinking about that blow job! And you sitting on my face.
OK, baby... the shrimp. I'm going for crispy on the outside, but not overcooked (she hates overcooked shrimp). Lay shrimp out, make sure they are dry. Salt them. Heat a cast-iron pan up smoking hot. Lay the shrimp in the pan...no oil. A few red Chile flakes. Shrimpies are gonna get crispy on the outside, pop in the pan, salty little shrimp crisps.
That should make my Amazon Princess happy! God, you’ve got a great ass!
Squirt a little lemon on the shrimp. Done! Yup, you heard me … I said "squirt"...I bet you do, once you try this, baby!
Oh, I’m sure I’ll be squirting tonight, you say. Men can be such dicks. What does that mean?
Start the pasta. Grandma always said: “only cook pasta in water that’s as salty as seawater.” Have you ever had bocatini? Prefer linguini? Or, I can use penne...better to save the bocatini for the seafood red sauce you're getting next time.
You drain your glass of wine. Wipe your lips. Belch (!?). Pour another. This looks bad. Maybe I’m not getting a blow job. You look ... I'm not sure ... what is that look? Hungry? Close, but not quite....
Drain the pasta, leave a bit of the water. Add some of the pesto sauce. Add some defrosted frozen peas...let them cook in the heat of the pasta. Why are peas the only frozen vegetable I can stand? Why do the peas suddenly look like nipples to me? Must be that robe you are wearing. I love it when the nipples peak out just a little like that. Sexiest piece of clothing ever. And damn....you do have nice....
But wait. Those aren’t panties. What is that you’re wearing? Are those metal clips? Cool…maybe we’re doing sexy kinky underwear tonight! I saw that bag you brought in! I love banging you doggy-style when you’re wearing garters. Who needs a blow job! But…those don’t look like garters ……
OK, where was I? Grate some more cheese on top. Lay the shrimp on top. Put a large dab of the pesto off to the side, so you can add it as you like.
I'm thinking a nice green salad on the side...simple, with tomato, basalmic, and a dab of the pesto on top. Like a nipple. Why did I just think of nipples again?? I do love me some doggy-style! My balls slapping against your ass….
You eat like a hungry tiger, smacking your lips and showing teeth. Predatory. Hunter. I love watching you eat, especially when you’re starving. Your keep your eyes locked onto mine, the whole time you are munching. Is that a smile, a smirk, or what? Wiping your mouth with the back of your wrist.
You burp. Done, you say. Not bad. I start the dishes. You get up, walk up behind me. Reach around my chest. Fingers around my nipples. Is that a BULGE under your robe? WTF? Your panties in a bunch? I ask. Mistake.
The shrimp were overcooked, you whisper in my ear. Biting the lobe.
What! No frickin’ way! I cooked those mother fuckers perfectly.
Men can be such dicks. But can they take one? You ask.
You turn me around. Your tremendous boobs pop right out of that robe. You push me forward onto the butcher block. Hand on the back of my neck. Lift my ass up by the belt. Kick the stepstool under my feet. Down come the pants. Hand on the small of my back.
You grab that large wooden spoon I use to stir big pots of Bolognese sauce. More than 12 inches long, picked it up during my trip to Argentina, it is made out of one of the hardest woods on earth, Palo Santo. That means “Holy Stick”. Why do I keep that thing so close to the butcher block?
You give me 5 hard WHACKS! on each butt cheek, arm swinging high. Blistered immediately. My legs are quivering.
Are you tamed? You ask.
I say (idiotically): What do you mean? WTF is going on? That hurt like shit! Let me up!
Riddle me this: Why do I keep that small wooden cutting board I use for serving salami and cheese so close to the butcher block?
Small for a cutting board, but a mighty big paddle!
You stand next to me, to my left. You put your left leg under my belly….my balls are on your knee. Give it a little rub. 7 swats, each cheek. Arm held high, down with a loud “THUD”. Each right on top of the blisters. Each lift me up on my toes on the stepstool. You explain to me with each swat:
What. Do. I. Mean? This. Is. What. I. Mean. Do. No. Make. Me. Ask Again!
Are you tamed? You ask.
(Between you and me, for a brief moment, I thought about saying “no” in a quiet little voice……then changed my mind …..)
Yes! I’m tamed! Sorry about the shrimp! Sorry, sorry, sorry………never happen again (I’m hoping up and down, balls banging on your thigh).
You pat my ass. STAY THERE! You stroll back and forth, pacing. Anticipating. Come up behind me. Grab both blistered ass cheeks.
Hey! What’s going on? What is that thing? What’s that “vibrating” noise? Hey! We’ve talked about this…I’m still a virgin down there. Whaddya mean, “pop my tight little butt cherry”? Do to me what your boss did to you? Geez…was that the biggest one in the store??? Why does it have balls????? They can’t possibly serve a purpose! How about some lube? Don’t wanna bother getting it from upstairs? The olive oil’s right there! Just use the cheap Costco shit. Tabasco? No, I’m fine, no lube, thanks! I said I’m fine, thanks! Whaddaya mean your boss didn’t use any lube? Take a deep breath? Wa …. Uuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnn … nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn……
Relax, you say…. relax ....... release……………..I do
I hope all is fine. I on the other hand has been flipped upside down. My lazy idiotic no good dead beat husband decided not to pay any of our bills so our phone bill has been shut off and our car might get repo. I have to come up with close to $2,227 ($600 for rent, $742 for car payment, $827 for phone bill and $65 for internet) to pay off everything. I have to come up with the money all by myself because my "husband" is not helping me at all. I am crazy stressed out and I am getting sick because of it. If anyone can help please message me
As of May 4th,2016 I was on my way to college classes I misunderstood my spankers words the night before about when to leave the house. I thought he said I had to be at college at 7am and it was 6:50am when I woke up to take a shower and get ready so by the time I left the house I thought I was running late until yesterday when I had left school early to get home get ready for my dr appointment. When I had got home I had messaged my Spanker and had told him where I was almost in a car accident at first. At this time it was not my fault the other car had Ran a red light which he was drinking and driving and I had the green light I had to slam on my breaks to stop us from colliding into each other. Therefore when I was almost to school I started being a reckless driver I passed others on a no passing zone and started speeding. All just because I thought I was going to be there later than what my Spanker wanted me to be there. However I was punished at 10:47am on May 5th, 2016 which is today. With the medal coat hanger and had to self spank while he watched on skype. I got a well deserved spanked bottom then I had to go to my bedroom and write 150 times I will not drive reckless again. The End
Let's be honest.... EVERYONE has pubic hair! It's just as much a natural part of our bodies are underarm and head hair are! But why is it such a taboo? Yes, I'll admit, shaved/trimmed pussies/dicks look better. But I don't know why there's such a taboo on genitals NOT being shaved/trimmed. let's take a look at why pubes are "needed". They protect against bacteria and other irritations. But no-and-days, they're not needed. But why are they viewed as such a disgusting and unsightly part of the human body? I agree that a shaved pussy is sexy as hell. BUT I also support women who keep some/all pubic hair. Personally, I shave everything but I have a little landing strip because I don't like the fully shaven look on MYSELF. All I'm saying is to accept everyone for who they are/what they find is sexy.
Peace and love to you all!
Class ended, I collected my things, and started for the door. “Ms. McCann, I’ll see you shortly in my private office correct?” “Yes, Sir I’m going there straight away Sir.” “Good girl Ms. McCann.” Ohhhhh, I was fuming! Who was he to call me a “LITTLE GIRL?” I’m seventeen! I’m a young woman, and I planned to tell him so too! I waited in a corner chair outside his office for 20 minutes before he finally showed up. He’s telling me to be on time…to be PROMPT…yet he was forever making me wait. By the time he got there I was tight as a spring, and so nervous my legs felt weak when I stood to go into his office. He must have seen me unsteady because he grabbed my arm to steady me. “Are you alright now Ms. McCann?” “Ummm, ya, I mean Yes Sir.” “Feeling a bit nervous….are we Ms. McCann?” “I don’t expect you to answer Ms. McCann, I can see and feel your nervousnes it’s palpable like electric currents running through the air between us.” “Shall we go into my office?” “I’ve dismissed my secretary so it will just be the two of us today.” My stomach dropped through the floor, and my panties were wet. He must have seen something in my face because he gave a deep, rumbling sound in his chest and the back of his throat. LAUGHING AT ME! This man had the ability one minute to make me tremble in fear and excitement, and fume in rage the next. What the hell was wrong with me? I must be losing my mind.
He opened the door with his key, stepped back, and extended his arm outward towards the inner chamber of his office. I could smell the leather of the furniture when I entered, and the smell of leather always turned me on. I was still a virgin, but virgins get turned on just as much as anyone else. I was making excuses for my confused feelings again.
He walked over to his desk, pulled his desk chair back from the desk to the middle of the room, and sat down patting his lap. I walked over, and stood by his side. “Ms. McCann do you understand what’s about to happen, and why it IS going to happen?” “Yes Sir.” “Say it out loud Ms. McCann I shouldn’t have to be going through these things with you again; moreover, it has only been two weeks since you were last disciplined in my office correct?” “Yes.” “Yes what (slap on the bottom)?” “Sorry, yes Sir.” “Tell me what’s going to happen and why so I know you understand why you’re being punished Ms. McCann.” “I’m going to be spanked on my bare bottom for my behavior…being late, (his slap) talking in class, (slap) and flirting with boys.(slap, slap, slap, slap)” “That’s correct Ms. McCann, and what did I tell you if you didn’t change your behavior; therefore, requiring me to discipline you again before this school year had ended?” (slap, slap, slap) “That you were going to spank me with the ruler in your desk, and take your belt off.” (Slap, slap, slap, slap) “That’s correct Ms. McCann, (slap) so you can expect a much more severe spanking this time do you understand Ms. McCann?” (slap) “Yes Sir.” “Ok, then let’s get on with it, raise your skirt.” I raised my skirt up around my waist, and he immediately reached out pulled my panties down, and then told me to step out of them.” I was so humiliated being naked from the waist down in front of my head master/teacher, and I wondered how many other young coeds he had spanked naked as he was doing to me. He ordered me to lay across his knees with my fingertips touching the floor. This position forced my bare bottom up in the air, and right in the middle of his lap. “Spread your legs apart approximately 1 foot Ms. McCann.” I sucked in my breath loudly, and he just chuckled with that laugh that makes me so angry. “DO IT NOW!” (Slap, slap, slap, slap) I spread my legs open for him (whimpering). Now I was completely exposed to his eyes and hands. “Steady yourself Ms. McCann, and keep your position or I’ll add to your punishment understand?” “Yes Sir.” “Ready?” “Yes Sir.”
SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, rubbing 1st one cheek then the other. He opened his desk drawer got the ruler, and set it on the desk. Then he opened another drawer, and removed a tube of something. He unscrewed the lid, and put a lot of it in his hand. I felt him part my ass cheeks, and then slip his fingers between my cheeks rubbing the slippery stuff from the tube in between my cheeks. Suddenly it began to warm up. Then he slowly slid one finger into my bottom. I squirmed on his lap and gasped at the feeling and the shock. He slapped my bottom hard with the ruler saying, “Stop squirming, and hold your position Ms. McCann!” “You will allow me to finish your punishment AS I SEE FIT, and I’M SATISFIED YOU’VE BEEN THOROUGHLY SPANKED.” UNDERSTAND? ”Yes Sir.” “Good girl.” He continued sliding his finger in and out of me for several minutes until my hips were thrusting back to meet his penetrating finger. Then he stopped, and continued my spanking with his hand and the ruler, changing them up. He made me count each slap alternating cheeks, spanking the meatiest part of my naked bottom (sit spots). I was crying and kicking my legs, and then he stopped. Again he picked up the tube with the slippery stuff in it, but not before sliding his fingers between my pussy lips, and slipping a finger inside of me. “MMMM, so wet my little pet.” “I don’t even need any lube for your pretty little hairless pink pussy.” I was so embarrassed by his words I felt my face and chest flush red. “Don’t be embarrassed my sweet little girl…my lovely pet…you’re beautiful ALL OVER.” “Do you like the way this feels?” He
IT FEEL GOOD?” “Yes Sir.” “Good girl, now stand up.” I stood up on shaky legs reaching down for my panties. “No…no, young lady…I’m not done with you by a long shot my little pet.” He cleared his desk off, unbuckled his belt, and patted the top of the desk saying, “Bend over little girl it’s time for your bottom to taste my belt.” I bent over on shaky legs as he went around to the front of the desk. He grabbed my wrist and buckled some sort of leather around each wrist, then connected them to long straps with hooks that went through the metal rings on each wrist cuff. Then he spread my legs and did the same to each ankle. I was spread eagle naked from the waist down over his desk! I didn’t even notice the straps when I entered his office. He lifted my hips up in the air away from the desk, and slid a big fluffy pillow under my hips forcing my ass up into the air making a perfect target for his belt. “Please Sir…I promise I’ll do better….this isn’t necessary Sir.” “Oh….yeeessss, it is necessary my pet.” “It was only 2 weeks ago that I gave you your 1st spanking.” “It’s most definitely necessary little girl.” “Steady yourself, and prepare yourself for the stinging on your bare bottom from my thick leather belt young lady.” “Yes Sir.”
Whack, whack, whack, whack…touching between my legs…mmmmm it felt so good yet so painful at the same time. The situation was leaving me with such confused feelings and thoughts. Why was I enjoying being spanked, paddled, and then whipped with his belt? I understood enjoying his fingers playing with me…but the rest I just didn’t get it. He drew back from me and said, “These last 20 whacks are going to be very hard, and difficult for you but I want you to count each stroke.” “I want you to say, “One sir I’ll work on my behavior, two sir I’ll work on my behavior etc…do you understand?” “Yes Sir.” “Good girl.”
He spanked me 20 more times leaving my ass red and marked. I was crying like a baby with my nose running, and begging for mercy. He untied me and held me in his lap until my crying subsided. “You can expect more of the same and extra next time Ms. McCann.” “I could feel you’re a virgin, but I could remedy that, and your mouth will be mine too.” I’ll have your ass over my knee, my dick in your mouth, and my dick in your wet, hot, tight, pretty, pink naked pussy.” “Now get up and I’ll help you with your panties.” He helped me with my panties, but didn’t pull them up. He sat me back on his lap and began fingering my clit until I had an orgasm. I screamed as I came, and he gave that deep chuckle in his chest again. He wiped me off with his handkerchief from his suit pocket, rubbed lotion on my red ass, and pulled my panties up patting and rubbing my bottom. “Thank you Sir.” “Now thank me for your spanking, and tell me how things will change.” “Thank you for spanking me Sir…I appreciate your diligence in helping me better my bad behavior so I can be a better student Sir.” “Sir because you have disciplined me I will be better for it.” “I will change all behavior’s that may have a negative impact on my life. I knew it wouldn’t be the last time I went to Mr. Grace’s office that year.” “ Good Girl Ms. McCann you took your punishment well now you are dismissed.” “I hope I do not see you again in my office for the rest of the school year.” “Yes Sir.”
I went home, took a bath, masturbated, and I had to sleep on my stomach for 2 nights.
I have to give a huge shout out and show mad love to Smacktalk02 and MiOTK. Smacktalk02 is an awesome person. He is one of the great ones. If anyone comes across this man, please know that he is a good and honest person.
MiOTK is a wise one. He knows where a true man's place in life is, which is over my knee, lol! I cant wait to make both these men my Micheals.
I’m aware that there was a post by Admin about the restrictions on messaging when the system changed and others may well have posted on this topic since. However, the lack of a general search facility prevents me from finding such posts easily.
I find the new system whereby I can’t message some members to be very frustrating. My policy if ever I’m sent a friend request by someone new to the site has been to write back to them for further information. Since the change in the messaging service I’m generally unable to do that as invariably the newbie is only accepting messages from ‘friends’. Catch 22.
What was the problem that this change in the system was trying to address?
Think of the spanking videos you have viewed over the past month. Why is it that those made in the Orient are almost always much more attractive, have prettier people, are more realistic, and are much more artistic than their counterparts made in the United States or Britain? OK, I appreciate all attempts and anyone who shares any video. And I do not want to denigrate the efforts of well meaning amateurs. But so many Brit videos are painfully contrived and woefully unrealistic. And many American ones are just plain bad, if not embarrassingly tacky. Why do people in the Orient always seem to do this better? I worked over there for years. I am well aware of their desire for perfection and the effort they put into it. But is that it? Does their culture even produce a superior quality of spanking video.
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We have posted the first video of a punishment set I gave to Bond. This multi-day set lasted 5 days and given with a multitude of implements to all his lovely pieces & parts. This first video short is 3 minutes of Day 1-3. Day 1 was just a tease to get him ready... Day 2 & 3 were more serious and include both face up & face down punishments. Days 4-5 are in a separate video and we will post next.
The total of all video was over 40 minutes so we broke up the full videos into 2 as well. The first full video is posted in our spankinglibrary and is over 17 minutes long and jammed with some quite harsh punishment action.
Thank you all and enjoy!
Reflections on the fact of never (yet?!?) having been caught or called on marks in all these years:
Given all that's not been seen
By Pete my gynecologist,
He probably should go and see
Elaine my ophthalmologist.
This is my first ever punishment spanking.
I finally met someone who can handle me
Imagine that!!! I never thought my fantasy would come true but I finally found my dominant aka (daddy).
The reason I was punished: I didnt tell daddy when I was going to leave untill ive done left. I talk back with my smart ass mouth. Needness to say Daddy showed me who is boss!!! Will that keep me from being a brat??!! No promises!!!