Readers,
I’ve heard all about the Hofbrauhaus here in Las Vegas, and I know that they whack you with a paddle if/when you take some shot of liquor…and I’ve always maintained that it sounds Super Dangerous to allow your waitress to whack you with a thick wooden board when you’ve been drinking.
I still maintain that, and would also like to add this:
WHAT THE HELL??!!
Heart Attack Grill? Has anyone heard of/been to this place? And why in the name of everything good and edible is that lady allowed to hit people like that? Wow. I’m sure that she’s a lovely person, but every time I see her lift that paddle I am genuinely afraid for every person in the room.
Is the food really great? Is it worth the risk of losing all feeling from the waist down? Or am I being overly sensitive/judgmental about what I think looks like a paddle that could land Just About Anywhere every time it’s swung (this includes the front porch)? Scary spanking video.
Many people who attend The Shadow Lane parties like to go there and post details on Fetlife.
Perhaps YOU need to pay a visit to her and suggest SHE take a dose of YOUR paddling prowess.
My bum and upper thighs are fair game for spanking contact.
My “CAT” is off limits. :)
I don’t think you’re being overly sensitive. I do feel you’re judging as a consummate professional (as you should) although hopefully the red flags would be out for even a novice spankee on the technique demonstrated in the video… I have to admit to looking at it as a “budget” option for receiving a few swats in Las Vegas. But having seen the video, I think their technique needs polishing.
Been a real fan of your blog for several years. I so wish that spanking had the present day legitimacy say of massage therapy. You seem like you would be the perfect person to instruct others who would spank or receive spankings in that more spanking-friendly environment :) On techniques, therapeutic value, relationships, trust, etc.
Maybe if I ask nicely, the waitress will put me over her knee for a hand spanking. But that paddling seems to be intended to be “all in fun.” I suspect that they don’t really hit as hard as it looks, and that the ones being paddled are reacting to the process rather than the pain.
Of course there’s always the chance for a miss, as there is with any inexperienced spanker. I have no idea how much, if any, paddle training the waitresses get, but I expect that more people are leaving there with a cholesterol overdose than with a busted tailbone.
LOL.That place is right across the way from our hotel where we stay in Vegas. Never been in…menue posted on window looks like way more than any I could handle. I didn’t realize they offered spanking.
Well,since Dana was fully booked for the two days that I was in Las Vegas, I decided to take one for the team and went to Heart Attack Grill last night for dinner and a side of spanking. In case you didn’t visit the web site, the house rule is that if you don’t finish your meal, you get a spanking from your waitress.
My waitress/nurse Gabrielle was really friendly in a good way. She’s a probably in her later 20s, maybe 30, with long curly dirty blond hair. Although her dress was mighty short and tight, she looked more wholesome than slutty, and, honestly, looked just like someone I’d like to be spanked by.
I ordered a sensible single burger with cheese, onion, and tomato, no chili or bacon (how boring!). A also ordered the ordinary fries with a wink, telling her that I was sure I’d have no trouble finishing the burger, but I’d make sure not to finish all the fries. She giggled and smiled, and said “Oh, you want a spanking?” I assured her that I wasn’t there just for the food and she smiled at me again.
I got my food, and while it’s nothing like the gourmet burgers we have these days, it wasn’t bad, juicier than McDonald’s, and of course larger. It was a hefty meal. The fries were just OK. I’m not a fan of the skinny shoestring style because they get cold too quickly, but these, perhaps because they’re cooked in lard (the way Julia Child, and McDonald’s used to do it), remained at least warm and not too limp by the time I quit.
Gabrielle stooped by a few times to ask how I was doing and chatted a bit, and when I had finished, she said “Well, I see you ate all of your burger, so I don’t have to spank you.” I pointed out that I hadn’t finished the fries, and she grinned and said “Oh, then you REALLY want a spanking?” and I grinned back.
She was the only one doing the spankings that evening. I don’t know if there’s usually only one waitress on spanking duty per night (it was a slow night) or maybe the others just weren’t into it. But she sure was. After she took care of a couple of other customers who had given up before I did, she came back to my table to bring me over to the spanking platform.
I did ask, jokingly, if she could just sit down at my table and spank me over her knee. She smiled and said “Oh, that would be more fun for both of us.” But unfortunately they do have some policies around there and there was just one way and place that the spankings were given.
She had me grab the “handlebars” and stick out my butt, then she gave me three pretty good whacks, ask how I was doing, I said “great” and she gave me five more. Everyone else I saw getting paddled that nigh got just three (I left her a generous tip).
She hit accurately and solidly. She knew what she was doing and I didn’t feel that I was in danger of getting my tailbone bruised or any worse damaged. I did ask her if she had any training or guidance before she gave spankings, and she told me that she hadn’t, that they just told her to go and do it. She didn’t say she had any prior experience (I suspect that she didn’t) but however she learned, she learned to at least give that kind of spanking in a way that was memorable but not harmful.
Of course it isn’t the kind of spanking that most of us are into, but y’know, it was fun to just be playful this time. I only come to Las Vegas once a year, so I suspect I probably won’t see her again, but if I have the opportunity in the future, I’d go back there as long as they’re still spanking (though if not, I’m sure there’s a better burger in town).
I didn’t get a heart attack, I didn’t get physically abused any more than I expected or wanted, I didn’t even get heartburn, and it certainly was a different dinner experience.