..somebody tell me about your most recent spanking, that’s bound to return us all to a state of good cheer!
(Put it in the comments area here on the blog, as my inbox is stuffed. Besides, everyone else could probably use the diversion too.)
– Dana
PS. My most sincere thanks to everyone who’s commented and emailed this week. I’ll make sure to reply to each of you in time.
My last spanking was two weeks ago and it was a disciplinairy spanking. Actually I only get disciplinairy ones. I have some things in life I want to change and we make appointments about that.
Untill a few months ago I was spanked quite hard with a huge spencer paddle every time (thankfully after he used his hand), which I think is cruesomely. He always says that he loves my reaction to it. I always jump to the ceiling and run through the room after a slap with it. The last time he used it I couln’t handle it and cried and was really upset even the next day. I think it was a combination of my mood that day and the pain, but I said that I didn’t want to be beaten that hard with that paddle anymore unless I really made a mess of my appointments. He agreed.
But since then he is so careful with me that I almost wished I had said nothing about the spencer paddle. The good thing is that I finally got the cane since 1,5 year! I tried (without topping from the bottom) to ask for it often, but he never used it and I didn’t understand why. I was getting upset about it because he knew it is my favourite instrument and he uses it on other girls accept on my bottom. I spoke about it with his partner and she asked him. It appears that one time I had a scar from the cane for one year and he thought that I didn’t want it since then or something like that. Well I really enjoyed the caning I got last time and couldn’t get enough of it.
I’m very glad that I have a Dom who spanks me regularly, but I think the communication between sub and Dom can be quite difficult. I don’t want to be topping from the bottom, but I want him to know what I like. He always says that I don’t get what I like because it is a punishment, but I only get punishment spankings. Tja (we say in Dutch).
Sanne,
Thanks for helping me get my mind back in the ‘spanking groove’!
My most recent spanking was my best! It began by Ms. Dana Kane and me having a long telephone conversation in which she got to know me and my spanking needs and Ms. Kane shared her philosophy of spanking. After our conversation we exchanged emails detailing an “age play” scenario. We agreed that the scenario would begin a soon as she opened her door.
On the day of my spanking when Ms. Kane opened her door I was stunned by her beauty. She is more stunning in person than in her pictures! I was questioned by her about lingerie that was missing from her room last time I was in her house with her son. After finally admitting that I had taken her bra and panties she told me that she was going to spank me the same way she spanks her son.
Ms. Kane stripped me and turned me over her knee for a long hard hand spanking followed by a paddling. During my punishment she told me how much she cared as she lectured me on stealing. Next she laid me over the arm of her couch and gave me 20 stinging lashes with her razor strap as I counted them out .
When my strapping was over she hugged me and told me she punished me because she cared. Because I lightly hugged her back she said that she expected me to hug her more firmly and reminded me that next time I come to her house I was to confess all of my misdeeds.
Ms. Kane knew my tolerance level, how much redness and marking I could take, gave me a spanking that released built up guilt and was the emotional release that I needed.
Thank You Dana
James
James,
If I didn’t know better I’d think you’re trying to sweet talk your way out of your punishment next time…naughty boy. ~~
I was at a friend’s house, and while we continually talk about me topping him the next time I visit, it almost always seems to turn into him topping me. After a few weeks of no playing at all, I have a tendency to get stressed out from work, or life in general, and I will eventually get brave enough to just say that I need to be topped in order to feel better.
The most recent spanking started with me leaned forward, placing my hands flat on a table, while my friend eased my underwear down and started giving me light swats with his hand. Eventually, his hand got tired, so we moved to the bed and I went across his lap, and he switched from his hand to a leather paddle, then, a belt.
He can start out with fairly firm strokes and a fairly fast pace, which can make me start kicking my feet or squealing pretty early on in the spanking. The entire experience probably took about thirty minutes, although, it is harder to keep track of time under those circumstances.
Ivy,
You’re just trying to make me jealous; it worked! Glad you’re getting your deserved swats in sugar. oxxo
I got spanked by Mona Rogers last week. She broke a paddle and bath brush on my bottom and a ruler on my hand. She autographed the broken paddle and sent me a picture of my spanked and completely red bottom. I can only imagine how much more I would have gotten if I hadn’t done my pre session assignment.
Raymond,
Naughty boy! You’re in big trouble for breaking Miss Mona’s things. Can you guess what your punishment is? (Bet you can.)
Yes! Ma’am! I have a pretty good idea, and I know it will hurt.
Well it was back in September or Labor day weekend! I got to meet this beautiful lady named Dana who was also very Strict and did not play the poor me game and also saw through a lot of things I was doing to get spanked!
She went right to work as her plan was to start with her most Nasty item and work her way back to a good hand spanking!
It was a spanking i will not forget for a good long time!
Did I learn from this spanking “Yes but I also opened up and shared some things that were causing my behavior and as she said that is all just an excuse!”I am not addicted to bad behavior I choose to act that way!
So after she was done with the first spanking she had another issue she felt needed addressed and it was bend over again for another spanking that was no more fun then the first! after she was done I got to go to the Shadowland weekend where I was spanked,spanked and then spanked again and again!
Before that week end was over I was so sore and well Disciplined I truly had a hard time sitting for a couple days!
Tanned,
No matter how many spankings you get, you’ll always deserve another. Of that, I am certain; let’s hope there’s a Good Boy one in there someplace, yes?
Yes and I may have earned it this last week or well maybe not you be the judge.
I went to see Ms Ruby and she told me she so wanted to Spank me but could not as she has a new friend who does not want her to play till he understands it all better so I said I was very pleased and happy for her!
But I also was a Brat and teased her quite often and she told me when I see you again she would like to know as she will write asking you to do a second one for her!
Theres a Good boy in there some place but if not there is a Naughty boy who needs to visit you any ways!
An impromptu quickie, my most recent spanking was received just before going to a friend’s Sunday evening. Apparently, a freshly showered, as yet undressed girl walking around was all the impetus my partner needed. Before I knew it, I was being told to place my hands on the bed, which I did after the briefest protest. She gave me twenty or so pretty hard swats on my shower-softened behind with her lovely Dana Kane paddle, before returning it to her nightstand. “Get ready! And be on time,” she then admonished, sending me on my way with a solid smack.
Danielle,
I am SO happy that your limited edition paddle is getting lots of use – if only I were a fly on the wall!
My last spanking was 4 weeks ago and I’m looking forward to another one this weekend. Upon arrival I was ordered to strip and stand in the corner. After ten minutes of staring at the wall my Mistress entered and I was soon over her knees starring at the floor as she administered a brisk spanking. After 50 rapid hand spanks she switched to her hairbrush and I received a further 50 with that. Then with a pleasantly glowing bottom it was back into the corner whilst she went and got her two new implements. One was a heavy leather strap and the other was leather paddle and shortly I was bent over the horse and experiencing both. The strap was a little too heavy for my taste, thudding into my bare buttocks but the paddle was delightful producing a superb sting and just the right amount of pain.It also made a lovely thwacking sound upon impact. I think a lot of people ignore the importance of sound in a spanking experience but for me sound is almost as important as the feeling itself.And speaking of sound, after another period of cornertime it was time for the cane. I love the sound the cane makes both on it’s way to my bare cheeks and on impact. Over the course of the next hour I received 60 stinging cane strokes in groups of 12 with a break between. I would find it almost impossible to take that many in one go but by allowing a short rest between sets I find that I can take considerably more strokes. However 60 strokes is about my limit so as a finale Mistress produced her flogger and whipped the front of my thighs and an even more sensitive area. And then all to soon it was over. My bottom was sore and bore marks that would last almost a week but I was happy. For me the most painful part of any session is saying goodbye to my Mistress. As soon as I leave I am planning my next visit.
Simon,
Ohmy – that’s one heck of a spanking, mister! It sounds like your Mistress is serious, and you are one tough boy.
After coming across your site, my Mistress Wife fell in the love with the way Ms. Kane conducts herself and performs her spankings. Having thought about it all day, and being aroused the entire time, my Mistress K. finally had to act on it and summoned me to the closet, had me stand with my hands on the counter. She promptly lowered my shorts and my underwear and began to spank me. When I asked Mistress if she was angry with me or if I had done something wrong, she said “no, after thinking about Ms. Kane all day, I just had an itch I needed to scratch”. With that, she simply pulled my underwear and shorts up over my freshly reddened bottom, placed her leather paddle back in it’s drawer and left the closet.
Subhubphx,
Ha! I love helping ladies find reasons to tan their men’s butts, especially if it’s for ‘no reason at all’. Thanks for sharing.~
My last spanking was about 3 weeks ago. I was with some friends at a local cocktail lounge and for some reason the bartender handed my friend a large wooden paddle used to serve shots. It sounded fun at the time but it was actually a terrible idea.
I was leaning on the table talking to a buddy and completely forgot that paddle was still in the hands of my tipsy friend. He lifted that thing in the air and got me square on the tailbone and that piece of wood splintered and fell to the ground.
My eyes welled up and I punched him very hard, in a very fragile area of his body.
I don’t think he will do that again. A couple days later I realized that it really hurt to sit down, and that my doctor makes great facial expressions when I explain to her how I got a cracked tailbone. It’s going to take some healing time and I’m not very happy to be out of commission.
KC,
Ouch! Yours is an excellent cautionary tale (tail…sorry, but the pun was there).
Everyone, pay attention to what’s happened to our friend KC here and always, ALWAYS disarm your drunken pals. ~~
(feel better soon.)
I think there is a joke about “cheap shots” in there too. I just can’t think of it right now ;)
Thank you Ms. Kane
So my latest spanking happened the other day. You know those moments that you look back on and cringe because you just know you aren’t going to walk out pain free? Well I most definitely had one of those days. I was annoyed that I was only given a curfew of 2am and stayed out instead until 6am and came home not only wasted but also with a really really bad attitude. My disciplinarian happened to be in town and was staying at my place – let’s just say she was not happy to say the least. It was probably one of the most embarrassing spankings of my life complete with a paddle and strap. I think the worst part was the corner time – nothing more humiliating than standing in a corner with a punished bottom in full few. Now I’m currently grounded and have 7 nights of bedtime punishments ahead of me (which I am soooo looking forward too…) “Act like a child – I’ll treat you like one” – that’s what I’ve been listening to the past couple days! I guess she somewhat has a point…
Lauren,
Grounded AND bedtime punishments? Someone’s been VERY naughty. I hope this teaches you the lesson.
Totally unrelated to my reward-winning story here, my last spanking was two weeks ago. I was in Las Vegas for the NAB show and went to the Heart Attack Grill (HAG) for dinner (and dessert) one evening. If you don’t know about this restaurant, check out my story from the recent contest, but the short version is that if you don’t finish your meal, your waitress will spank you.
So I had a perfectly sensible (for an HAG meal) single cheeseburger, hold the bacon, and an order of fries. There was a waitress working the opposite side of the room who, during the time I was eating, took about six customers over to the paddling station and really delivered some hard and enthusiastic spanks – all in fun of course.
When my waitress came back and saw that I still had some fries left over, I kidded her that the other waitress had been doing a land office business in spankings but that she hadn’t spanked anyone the whole time I was there. She said “Oh, I can spank just as hard as she can!” And she could, and could.
She came back to may table and sat down to chat a bit and caught on that I was really into spanking. She took me back for another dose and called over another waitress to lend a hand and I got about a dozen smacks from both of them. I’m mostly into hand spanking, so a pair of wood paddles, even through my pants, was a real attention getter, both for me and the other patrons of the restaurant cheering us on.
I left a generous tip, and, for the first time, had a spanking that I could still feel the next day.
Mike,
I’m afraid that you’re going to give yourself hypertension with all those HAG meals…what a way to get a paddling!
The last time I was spanked was yesterday. My wife and I were out to a Home Depot store where I purchased a new lawn mower that I had been looking forward to getting (my old one has been in its last leg for a couple years and finally was done). We were then on our way back home when my wife wanted to stop at the mall to look for a top that she needed. I grumbled and didn’t want to go but of course she is the boss so it was off to the mall. I wanted to test out my new lawnmower and I continued pestering about wanting to leave. I pretty much acted like a brat at the mall. After several warnings that if I continued, I was going to get it when we got home, my wife had finally enough. Stopping dead our tracks, she turned to me and said… HOME NOW!
I knew that I had gone too far and immediately started apologizing and tried to get her to stay at the mall but to no avail. Quickly I was marched out of the mall to the car where she ordered me to give her the keys as she decided that she would drive. I knew that I was in big trouble and kept apologizing in the hopes that she would be lenient but was told to “button my lip and sit quietly”.
When we got home, neighbors were out doing yard work and socializing but we went straight into the house. The door wasn’t closed for even a second and the lecturing began. I tried to speak and was met with a slap across my face and told not to speak unless I was asked. Grabbing me by the ear, my wife led me to the kitchen where she grabbed the wooden spoon from the drawer. She ordered me to drop my shorts and underwear quickly… I knew not to doddle so fast as could be I pulled them down.
Pushing me over the kitchen counter at the sink, the spanking began and in about 3 minutes she had bruised my bottom on both cheeks quite severely. I don’t know how many I got but it must have been 3 or 4 per second. I was hopping like never before and pleading that I was sorry and that I would never do it again. She then told me to keep my bottom bare and to go to our room and that she would be there later.
It felt like forever but finally she came upstairs. She checked my bottom, telling me that by the looks of it, I would have difficulty sitting for several days. She lectured me some more and then removed her belt from around her waist. I was told to lay on the bed and elevate my already bruised bottom. 70 straps of her belt outstretched (she doesn’t fold it over so the tip stings sharp as a whip). Then 10 on each check with the buckle. What a spanking this was… WOW!
Finally, she told me that I had now lost several privileges. First, we would now be returning the new lawnmower and instead taking the old one to the shop to be repaired. Second, I was grounded for 3 days… work, chores and straight to bed where I had to use the “Fond of Writing” software to write 3000 times “I will not act like a child and will always do as I am told.
It took about a week for the bruising and welts to settle and I have learned my lesson well. It totally sucks that I now have to use my old lawnmower again. Its fixed but looks like a piece of junk.
My wife and I love each other very much and although this was a strict disciplinary spanking, we also enjoy sexual spanking as well.
Alex,
It sounds as though your wife is a very effective disciplinarian, and that you should *never* have to be taught that particular one again….correct?
Yes Maam, she can be very strict and I did learn my lesson very well. I don’t think many people understand how effective the wooden spoon is. Also, the way my wife uses her belt is quite wicked. Although I guess the worst part is having had to return the new lawnmower and the bruising right in the middle of my cheeks from the buckle.
My wife and I would also like to thank you, I introduced her to the idea of being a disciplinarian and your site helped make it happen. She has picked it up very well… maybe too well ;)
Thank you again for the reply,
I was at a party in L.A. A few years ago (this is my most proudest not my last) and Miss Stephanie Locke made an unscheduled appearance to put on a spank-A-thon to benefit hurricane Katrina victims. I was the first to volunteer and donated $20. I think she gave more than 20 swats since I was first. A very proud moment in my spanking life, thank you very much. :)
Jim,
Spanked by a legendary top and doing something good for others at the same time?…you’re playing my tune!
Yes I was literally star struck. LOL Back in the days before the internet, We had to watch our videos on VHS and she was one of my favorites. It was an awesome experience.
My last spanking was a bit harder than usual and I think my top was testing my limits, which she does from time to time. Both of us were really into it and I got it good. First she gave me a warmup with her hand and then she went to the leather. She used several otk straps and then had my lie down for her long straps. One of them is slender and has rivets in it! That thing can be rather evil. After that, she had me otk again for the wood. She used a couple of paddles, one I call The Stinger, a kitchen tool that is a sort of paddle thingy, a small hairbrush, an item she likes to use for the sweet spots, an otk cane, and probably some others I don’t remember right now. What I do remember is going otk over a chair. I don’t normally do that because my arms don’t support me for very long. I found out it does hurt more than my being otk across the bed! She ended with a leg lock and took me on what I call a trip to Vermont. That hairbrush is formidable! She also used her short Spencer paddle. Then it was time for the ending which was a very firm hand spanking. I had a couple of bruises, One large light one with spank rash and one in a sweet spot that lasted over a week. I would say I was well spanked and a pretty happy camper.
Bobbie Jo,
Well, you are a Hard Player now, after all… oxxo
Dear Dana Kane,
I do love a good spanking story or tale of, well, a tail getting a good spanking. It’s a little like red bottoms: ya just can’t go wrong. So this is not to detract in any way, but what about spanking poetry? Am I alone? I wrote this:
A Haiku in Humbled for my Wife
(A minor, feroz)
At “Why you little…”
You had me. Now you have me
Simply at “Do…”
This is great, Stefan – thanks for the laugh! (And poetry is always encouraged.~)
My last spanking:
Nothing “Naughty” “Bratty” or Contrived: Just a Perfect Spanking
Dear World,
In the face of false heroics, manufactured infantilism, chest beating and paradoxical pissing and moaning over desired outcomes, I take this stand before an every increasingly anemic world.
I just got the holy hell spanked out of me. No implements involved. No threats. No bratting. Sorry to bore you, but the fact of the matter is I was simply feeling down about stressful real life issues. I’m lucky enough to be married to a woman who can perceive that, who I can talk my worries over with, and who allows me to climb OTK for a massive release of stress and tears and snot.
No b.s. required. Two people in love have a talk. One needs a spanking. The other gives it. I feel like a million bucks and am very greatful for the time Audrey took out of her day to spank me out of a funk. She’s a good person so she was happy to help. And that is all, and all the perfect spanking needs to be. So please do get your kink on however you may, my world’s sign reads “Everybody In.” But amidst all the shenanigans, I just want to thank Audrey for a Homelife without them, and for being the best Mama Ma’am in history.
ENDASTORY
Stefan,
I love that you had a spanking simply because you wanted/needed just that. I, myself, did exactly the same recently, and, although I cannot possibly handle the levels at which you, my dear, play – it was a helluva lot of fun and just what the doctor ordered. Viva la (occasional) switch! You two are such dears..
It’s been so long since my last one I’m practically a spanking virgin.
Sorry, Kelly, those things don’t grow back.~~~
(hahaa!!! oxxo)