<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735</id><updated>2012-01-25T23:02:28.976-05:00</updated><category term='Parties'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='tools'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Role Play Stories'/><title type='text'>iSpank-Improving behavior, one brat at a time.</title><subtitle type='html'>The following blog is true. Only the names have been changed to protect the naughty....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-3505365837136198153</id><published>2012-01-25T21:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:26:07.000-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>First Time for Wasting Time...Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZAEu_MGLQ0/TyC2JiRKhTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/yePD-6C3_4s/s1600/PaulMitchell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 185px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701757403184923954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZAEu_MGLQ0/TyC2JiRKhTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/yePD-6C3_4s/s200/PaulMitchell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled Ally's panties down to her knees and surveyed the damage.  Her bottom was turning a nice uniform red, but no real bruises.  I began spanking lightly again and filled in the white spaces.  After a few more hard ones to wake her up I could start to feel the heat.  "So what do you do when you aren't doing your work like you should?"  "Umm I hang out with friends, go shopping" SWAT "I hope you are learning a lesson why you need to be more focused." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "I am."  SWAT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you really?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes...Yes?  Yes...sir?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes sir, yes Sir!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I proceeded to spank her bare bottom until she was hopping a bit on my lap and the red was darkening. It was time for a break so I told her to stand.  Ally popped right up as asked.  "Are you OK?" " Yeah I am."  I could tell it was an experience for her but she was doing fine.  “OK come with me”.  I led her to the corner of the room. Her shoes had stayed on so her jeans and panties were bunched around her ankles, making the walk take longer than usual. “Stand there and think for a moment.  "Hands on your head", I scolded.  Her hands went where they were directed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“OK come back over here.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put her back over my knee and spanked her bare bottom again until the redness came back strongly.  She is a fair skinned girl and colored up nicely but I didn't want to overdue it.  After a couple more hard ones in quick succession I could hear her gasping a little and thought I heard a sniffle or two.  I scolded Ally some more about her conduct and she agreed there was a time and place for everything.  "Do you think you can learn to manage your time?" "Yeah I can” SWAT… “Yes sir?  “Yes...yes sir!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I gave her a few hard ones.  “I'm sorry...I didn't mean to be disrespectful.”&lt;br /&gt;Swat “I just forgot!  Swat “Really?” “Yes sir, really!”  I could tell she wastelling the truth.  It was her firstspanking after all and it was getting intense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent her back to the corner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I didn't need to tell her where to put her hands.  I inspected the damage...her bottom was quite red and there were a few marks, but nothing severe. “Ally, tell me what you're doing.”  “I'm standing in the corner because I got punished for not taking school seriously enough and not doing enough.”  “And you're learning what happens to naughty&lt;br /&gt;girls.” “Yes.....sir.” I looked at her bottom again.  She was close to having enough, but I didn't&lt;br /&gt;want to disappoint her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; “OK young lady come over here.  Did you bring your hairbrush like I asked?”  She did.  Ally reached into her purse and brought out a large, flat backed hairbrush.  She watched as I slapped it into my palm.  “So you had self spanked with this?”  “Yeah a little but I didn't get much out of it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s see how it feels when used for real.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Was that an audible gulp I heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I put her back over my knee and waited a moment.  I rubbed the brush across her cheeks and..&lt;br /&gt;smack!  I used the brush up and down both cheeks and really spread them around.  I paused and then gave her several sharp ones in quick succession.  This really drew a reaction from her and she let me know she couldn’t take much more. I looked down and saw even redness across both cheeks.  I didn't want to go too far for a first time so I gave her just a few more light ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple more minutes in the corner I took her back OTK and we discussed how next semester would be different as I gave her a few light swats.  This was more of a cool down than a real spanking at this point.  It also gave me a chance to inspect the condition of her bottom and makesure no long lasting marks would be left. I let her stand and re-dress.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sat and talked a few minutes and she said it was a positive first experience...that she felt better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I predict more spankings in Ally’s future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-3505365837136198153?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/3505365837136198153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=3505365837136198153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3505365837136198153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3505365837136198153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-time-for-wasting-timepart-2.html' title='First Time for Wasting Time...Part 2'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZAEu_MGLQ0/TyC2JiRKhTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/yePD-6C3_4s/s72-c/PaulMitchell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-6188902132402801899</id><published>2011-07-22T21:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T22:09:48.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Story...First Time for Wasting Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pN_GisDEL3Q/TiotStscoKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5p3BHUPRkCs/s1600/il_570xN_111602101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ally informed me that she had not been taking her studies seriously enough and not trying hard enough on her assignments.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She had not maintained her grades this semester as well as she should have and though she wasn’t failing anything, there was room for improvement. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We both agreed that a sound spanking would do her some good and would answer some of her curiosity about actually being spanked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Overall we were on the same page so after establishing some basic parameters, we decided to meet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Towards the end of the email discussion she asked if she should bring anything along, like a hairbrush.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;agreed that was a good idea and requested she bring along her brush to her impending date with my lap.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I began by looking Ally in the eye and I asked her how she was doing in school and why she had not been trying as she should have.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She couldn't give me a good answer other than saying should knew she should have been trying harder.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"I think a good sound spanking would get your attention and set you straight, get you on the right track for next semester"&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Yeah, you're probably right"&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I asked if she had any good reason I shouldn't take her over my knee for a good sound spanking.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She didn't.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I sat down on a small padded Ottoman in my hotel room.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was no straight backed chair available so this was the next best thing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I called Ally over to me and told her to lie down over my knee.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Without much hesitation she slowly lowered herself onto my lap.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I gave her a moment to steady herself and to get used to being in this position.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I placed my left hand on her hip and made sure she was stable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Are you ready to begin?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Yes”. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I began slowly with light swats to the seat of her tight jeans.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ally had never been spanked so I really wanted to start lightly and ease her into it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After a few minutes I increased the intensity a little but not too much.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I got the sense she was a little disappointed that it was starting so lightly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think a lot of first time spankees think it should start to burn immediately like you read in stories but I think it's better to err on the side of caution.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I gave her a few solid swats that made her move a little bit and I think she was startled a little bit by the change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I began to alternate between flurries of harder swats and a pattern of lighter smacks, spreading them all around. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"I hope you're starting to feel this, young lady". "Yes I can".&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once I had warmed up her jeans I asked her to stand.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"OK, it's time for the jeans to come down."&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She undid her pants and pushed them down… slowly. She no doubt knew this was coming, but this was a new experience for her. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"OK , back over my knee", I said and she settled back into place.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In her bent over position her panties covered about 2/3 of each cheek.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could see a gentle redness peeking out on her lower cheeks and I went back to work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These swats were a little harder and I could tell I was beginning to get through. "Are you starting to see why you should try harder?"&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Yes, Yes I am."&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I swatted some more and stopped.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"I think we are getting somewhere, but a proper spanking has to be on the bare bottom."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;More to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-6188902132402801899?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/6188902132402801899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=6188902132402801899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6188902132402801899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6188902132402801899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-storyfirst-time-for-wasting-time.html' title='New Story...First Time for Wasting Time'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pN_GisDEL3Q/TiotStscoKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5p3BHUPRkCs/s72-c/il_570xN_111602101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-349875720851746653</id><published>2011-07-18T21:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T22:34:54.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Like Spanking Fiction?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-arVZqJnwSbg/TiTmbqGkruI/AAAAAAAAAQE/9uYbfE-WKrA/s1600/SF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 221px; height: 228px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630878796952678114" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-arVZqJnwSbg/TiTmbqGkruI/AAAAAAAAAQE/9uYbfE-WKrA/s320/SF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you like to read spanking ebooks but hate getting one that is not exactly your cup of tea?  My friend Katerina has put together a review site so you have a better idea what you're buying before you download it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that is a neat idea so I have added her link to my Blogs of Interest section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check it out :  &lt;a href="http://www.bottomsupbookreview.com/default.vbhtml"&gt;http://www.bottomsupbookreview.com/default.vbhtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-349875720851746653?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/349875720851746653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=349875720851746653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/349875720851746653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/349875720851746653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2011/07/like-spanking-fiction.html' title='Like Spanking Fiction?'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-arVZqJnwSbg/TiTmbqGkruI/AAAAAAAAAQE/9uYbfE-WKrA/s72-c/SF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-1430905880820372469</id><published>2011-07-01T20:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T20:26:08.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OTK Before Work Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MU8gPI8M2dk/Tg5li0YtkoI/AAAAAAAAAP8/psa0yrRWZVE/s1600/RedMeanie-287x114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 42px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624544633484579458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MU8gPI8M2dk/Tg5li0YtkoI/AAAAAAAAAP8/psa0yrRWZVE/s320/RedMeanie-287x114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called Lilly back over to the chair. I had the black leather paddle in my hand and I noticed her intentionally look away from it. I put her back over my knee. Once properly positioned I Smacked her soundly with the leather paddle all over the target area. This paddle left a nice even redness and even though I could tell it stung, it's not an overly harsh implement. Very good for building the heat in a naughty girl's posterior but not overly mean if not used extremely hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a few zingers right at the base of her bottom I figured this was a good time to talk.&lt;br /&gt;"So tell me the last time you properly cleaned the apartment." "Well,I cleaned some over the weekend." Smack.."some"? I left the paddle resting on her bottom. "Yes, some" "Could you have done more with your time". "I suppose.." smack smack smack, "Yes sir! I could have." "why didn't you?" " I just got busy with other stuff" smack smack "important stuff?" "Important to me anyway" smack smack. "I don't think this is a good time to get cute" Lilly was in no position to argue. "You're right sir, not that important, I should have done more." I stopped for a moment and discussed it further. "I'm not saying you have to spend all weekend slaving away." " I know you're not" "Glad you agree. So what are your plans this Saturday?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I have a gaming event from 1 to 5 PM then I don't know." smack smack smack "You don't know?" "Umm then I can clean?" "Good answer. I think that is a good balance. " "Yes, you're probably right." " So gaming until 5 then get right off the computer and start cleaning." pause. "Right?" I punctuated the question with a loud smack. "Yes sir, I will." "You better because I'll be asking. And if you don't, do you know what will happen?" "Yes, I know." "Which is?". She paused a moment before answering..."umm this". smack smack smack. "What will happen?" SMACK SMACK " I'll get another spanking!" The last few sharp ones illicited the response I was seeking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few more minutes in the corner I picked up the rubber strap known as the red meanie. This is a small rubber strap I got at a spanking party (watch the Tools of the Trade). It doesn't need to be used very hard, usually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly's bottom was bright red at this point so she didn't need much more. I Rubbed her bottom for a moment and gave her 4 or 5 with the strap. This had her bucking a little bit and she became more verbal.. "Ouch, ooh, I hate this thing" . I stopped and let her settle down. "Now about this attitude at work." "It's getting better I promise" She was about to promise anything it seemed. "It better improve, young lady. Just because other people are being idiots doesn't mean you have to retaliate." " I know but it's hard not to." smack smack "Is it easier to get punished for it?" "No, sir...I'll try harder." "See that you do." "I can't help it if I mutter under my breath sometimes." "As long as it's not audible and makes you look unprofessional, then I know you have to let off steam somehow." "I understand" I gave her a few more with the meanie and set it down. Her bottom was almost glowing and warm to the touch. "OK, back to the corner."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few moments to cool down I released her from the corner. We talked for a while and all was OK though she did wince a little pulling up her jeans. "So what about those lines?' "Oh um...they're in the car. " "Good, you'd hate it if you had to re-do them right now. Lilly looked like she was going to say something but just went out to the car to get them. Due to our schedules we can't meet a lot and a month or so earlier her attitude was out of control. Even she admitted that. She really needed a spanking that day, but it was not to be so I gave her a small writing assignment to help her focus on not blowing her top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I am being punished for not keeping my attitude in check' due by the end of that upcoming weekend. She assured me all 50 were done but this was the first time I had seen her to collect them. She brought them in and I looked them over. They were all done as directed and fairly neatly too. "I am glad you brought them without being reminded." "Well I wanted credit for them!" she said with an impish grin. "Yeah, full credit...plus I am sure you didn't want to pay the price right now for not following directions." "No I don't, whatever that would be...and I'm sure I don't want to know either!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both chuckled and I gave her a hug before sending her off to work on a sore bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-1430905880820372469?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/1430905880820372469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=1430905880820372469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1430905880820372469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1430905880820372469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2011/07/otk-before-work-part-2.html' title='OTK Before Work Part 2'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MU8gPI8M2dk/Tg5li0YtkoI/AAAAAAAAAP8/psa0yrRWZVE/s72-c/RedMeanie-287x114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-1381848428109870272</id><published>2011-06-23T20:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:49:35.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Story: OTK Before Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MgFMBS16gwQ/TgPe4E5_5ZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/wfY2bjwn3RU/s1600/chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MgFMBS16gwQ/TgPe4E5_5ZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/wfY2bjwn3RU/s320/chair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621581814859556242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTK Before Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly is a girl I have been chatting with on and off for a few years.  She had a disciplinarian in the past and it helped her a lot.  Now she was seeking this again.  We don't get a chance to actually meet very often due to our schedules so we had enacted a few rules for her on an online basis. After a long time of chatting and talking between meetings, it was time to lay down the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly arrived at my house before work one day.  We talked for a while then I got down to business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It seems that you still cannot manage to get to bed at a decent time, eh?" "Ummm, usually no...but not always" she said hopefully.  "Yes but the overall trend is poor isn't it, young lady?"  "Yes, you're right."  "No wonder you're so tired at work when you stay up all night playing computer games."  "Yeah, it doesn't help" she said quietly.  "Well I know something that might just help....a good sound spanking over my knee like you deserve."  " Lilly stayed silent, she had no good counter to my argument. "OK time for you to learn a lesson....again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down on my wooden straight backed chair.  It is the perfect venue for an OTK spanking and, to be honest, I got the chair with this use in mind.  I took her over my knee.  Lilly is a little shorter than me so with her bottom upturned, her toes were just touching the floor.  "You are long over due for this" I stated. smack.  I began to lightly pepper the seat of her jeans by hand.  I spread the spanks around and once I had laid down a pretty good base of heat I stepped up the intensity a notch. These spanks were sinking in, I could tell. "Are you starting to remember what a spanking feels like?"  "Yes, I am"  SMACK  "Yes sir.?"  "Yes sir, I am."  Lilly is pretty good about being respectful in this position, but sometimes needs a reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a few hard ones to increase the heat and told her to stand.  "OK, time for these to come down.".  She just nodded and kicked off her sandals.  The jeans came down and I pulled her over my lap again. I rubbed her panties a few times and started in again...smack "Maybe you're starting to feel these more."  "Oh yes....yes, sir I am."  I gave her a thorough panty-warming.  When I was satisfied with the shade of red poking out from underneath her bikini underwear, I hesitated a moment before tugging them down.  She wiggled a little bit.  Lilly was not completely surprised they were coming down, but I don't know if she was prepared for that moment.  I Looked over her bare bottom and took note of where the redness was most prominent.  Now it's time for the real lesson to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spanked moderately at first, spreading the spanks around and making sure all areas got some of the heat-filled attention.  "I really hope this is starting to sink in, young lady."  "Oooh it is! I promise"  I said I hoped so and gave her several sharp spanks that made her jump.  I could hear the smacks echo off the walls as I set her tush afire with my palm.   "Are you going to do better on gaming all night and not getting your sleep?" "yes...oooh yes I will".  A gave her a few hard ones and stood her up.  "OK, come over to the wall and think about it".  I sat back and watched her in the corner for a moment with her hands on her head and red butt on display.  Lilly fidgeted slightly in the corner.  I don't know if was because of the heat in her backside or the promise of more to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-1381848428109870272?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/1381848428109870272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=1381848428109870272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1381848428109870272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1381848428109870272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-story-otk-before-work.html' title='New Story: OTK Before Work'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MgFMBS16gwQ/TgPe4E5_5ZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/wfY2bjwn3RU/s72-c/chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-4283696198181867067</id><published>2011-06-20T21:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:34:02.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tools of The Trade XIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Kne2K1hx3k/Tf_0qVts-ZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/yEQ-Cr1pgW8/s1600/roundrubber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Kne2K1hx3k/Tf_0qVts-ZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/yEQ-Cr1pgW8/s320/roundrubber.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620479868202187154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new round rubber paddle. It's about 1/4 inch thick and covers about 1/2 the average butt cheek. I know that's not a very scientific measurement but it's just about right IMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one combines the stinginess of rubber but is thick enough to have some thud as well. I have not had a chance to use this one very much as yet; but so far the results have been very effective. Rubber doesn't seem to bruise as much as a wooden implement but it still packs a good wallop. Girls tend to really squirm with something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I have become pretty interested in rubber implements and just had to add this one to the arsenal. Hopefully I will be able to do some proper research on its use in the near future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-4283696198181867067?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/4283696198181867067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=4283696198181867067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4283696198181867067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4283696198181867067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2011/06/tools-of-trade-xix.html' title='Tools of The Trade XIX'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Kne2K1hx3k/Tf_0qVts-ZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/yEQ-Cr1pgW8/s72-c/roundrubber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-7700333563572152548</id><published>2011-06-17T21:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:39:33.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanking Therapy? II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVMZyJw2zSg/TfwBpz4hM_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/b3fjmt6kAmA/s1600/rubberstrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVMZyJw2zSg/TfwBpz4hM_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/b3fjmt6kAmA/s320/rubberstrap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619368252865065970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jL73vq6FE0U/TfwA-WAiQzI/AAAAAAAAAPM/zsUAktZIS_c/s1600/COUCH.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes of spanking on her panties I stopped and felt the heat radiating from her bottom. I bent down and asked if she was OK.  Shy indicated that she was. I could tell the spanking hurt but overall she was fine so I stuck my fingers into the waistband of her underwear and pulled them down to her knees. She shuddered a little at this but didn’t try to resist. I think she realized at this point that a spanking can hurt and there was no reason to make it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Her panties down I began to spank quickly and sharply on her bare bottom. This brought more wiggling but no real resistance and gave her a sound bare bottom spanking until her bottom was bright red. I questioned her from time to time if her rules were reasonable and if this spanking would help her to follow them. She assured me they were and that the spanking was working. After a few hard swats to the lower curves of her bottom (to make them memorable) I told her to stand up again. I pointed to the corner and she went and stood there with her hands on her head as had been directed before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Once her bottom had cooled a little, I brought Shy out of the corner and back over my knee. I picked up a small rubber strap I brought with me. The rubber strap stings like fire but does not leave a lot of bruises. Her bottom was bright red already and she was getting close to having enough. I had taken some more items out of my bag but it was obvious they weren’t necessary. I gave her about 20 sharp swats with the strap. These really affected her and she began to struggle a little. I held her down and finished the strapping. Shy was beginning to plead and was clearly learning a lot from this tool. I could sense she was near tears and her prior nervousness was gone. But I could also tell she had had just about enough for a first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I stopped and rubbed her bottom for a moment talking with her and making sure she was OK. I then ordered her up and back to the corner. Her bottom was very red at this point and I could tell it really was working. After about 5 minutes I told her to go get her rules and bring them back for a little talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shy returned in moment with her laptop and she had opened up the page with her rules/goals written out. I had her place it on the floor to my left and took her back over my knee. With her face down in my lap I had Shy read me her rules to be sure she understood. After each one she got a few more spanks to drive the lesson home. After all 7 rules were addressed she was allowed to stand up and it was over. I gave her a hug and told her she had done very well with her first adult spanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We talked about it later and she admitted that the spanking hurt a lot but it was not as bad as it seemed beforehand when she was so nervous. She even said it had done her some good. Shy has done great with her rules since then and assured me she does NOT want to earn a punishment spanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I’d say her first motivational session was a success…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-7700333563572152548?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/7700333563572152548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=7700333563572152548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7700333563572152548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7700333563572152548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2011/06/spanking-therapy-ii.html' title='Spanking Therapy? II'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVMZyJw2zSg/TfwBpz4hM_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/b3fjmt6kAmA/s72-c/rubberstrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-7006761200597180180</id><published>2011-06-15T11:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:42:26.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZMnsjlQJ4g/TfjL1S8xSyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/gJGJVfWkA3k/s1600/quelle-surprise1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZMnsjlQJ4g/TfjL1S8xSyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/gJGJVfWkA3k/s320/quelle-surprise1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618464651624925986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello readers...(I am just going to pretend I still have readers).  Sorry for the long lay off from posting but here I am again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have my mojo back for continuing my blogging endeavors and it looks like I will have more time for it in the coming weeks or months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be posting some older content from a previous aborted attempt at blogging...aborted because the venue was closed.  But it's still content, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a tumultuous time the last year or so.  Lots of bad stuff in my  personal life.  Lots of great stuff too :)   But over all a lot going  on.  I have met a ton of great people over the last bunch of months...and strengthened relationships with many more.  To those who I haven't connected with lately and think I disappeared...I apologize, to those whom I leaned upon...thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, blah blah...back to the spankings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-7006761200597180180?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/7006761200597180180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=7006761200597180180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7006761200597180180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7006761200597180180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2011/06/hes-back.html' title='He&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZMnsjlQJ4g/TfjL1S8xSyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/gJGJVfWkA3k/s72-c/quelle-surprise1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-4676582285179270645</id><published>2011-06-15T11:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:40:27.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanking Therapy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZdi1YeDoZM/TfwB-emyvHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/uPtbiCjvexw/s1600/COUCH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZdi1YeDoZM/TfwB-emyvHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/uPtbiCjvexw/s320/COUCH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619368607930825842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqWJ-f6PSNY/TfjJ7k1pr2I/AAAAAAAAAOY/wkOiauJarhI/s1600/rubberstrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about a young lady I began mentoring a few years back. Shy came to me looking for some therapeutic spankings to help her. She had been depressed for the last several months and was looking for options to help get her out of it. She told me she was not clinically depressed but was more feeling in the dumps due to a recent life change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shy told me she was spending too much time in the house and she didn’t feel like doing anything. She would go to work and the store, basic stuff like that but other than that she had no motivation to get moving and doing things like she used to. The more she stayed in, the more it became a habit and the harder it was to get out there. She had done some research into it and thought some spankings might help getting out of her rut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have had success at mentoring women and acting as a disciplinarian for issues such as getting schoolwork done, money management, smoking reduction etc but never a case quite like this. I explained to her that I didn’t know about curing depression but that some motivational spankings and a related discipline program might help get her moving again. Shy assured me that she did not have an actual clinical depression disgnosis, but was merely feeling depressed and lacking motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We decided on a list of rules for her to follow in an attempt to right the ship. These were based on some basic goals we set with the idea that if she began to do more of the things she used to do she would feel better about doing them. From there hopefully she would get out of the habit of sitting around and begin to enjoy getting out there and back to normal. These rules were things like, go out with friends at least twice a week, no rejecting invitations to go out, no lying or making excuses to get out of doing things etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There would be some motivational spankings to get her started and the threat of punishment spankings exists to encourage her not to find excuses. In the beginning the spankings would provide the motivation and hopefully get her out and moving. Priming the pump so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After all this was agreed upon we met one Sunday for her first motivational spanking. Shy is 40 years old and it had been over 20 years since her last spanking so she was understandably very nervous. I had assured her I would not push her too far and that this spanking was not a punishment but a push in the right direction. Plus if we could get some endorphins going that might help her mood too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We met at a McDonalds and talked for a while; long enough for us both to decide the other wasn’t crazy and to decide she was ready. She was and we went back to her house. We went over the basic details, how it would work, my rules for a spankee, her safe word in case it was needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When everything was set we went into her room and I began to lecture her softly. “I know you’ve been unmotivated lately but I think we can get you moving again. I think a spanking will help you get moving and encourage you to follow your rules. Do you think that would help?” Shy looked very nervous and fidgeted as she stood before me “um, yeah” I looked at her “Um yeah?”. She answered quickly “yes sir”. She remembered the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I sat in her computer chair and called her over. I gently led her over my lap and let her get comfortable. It had been a long time since she was in this position so I let her get herself comfortable. I steadied her on my lap with my left hand and raised my right. I reminded her this was for her own good and brought my palm down squarely in the center of her right cheek, then the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I spanked her lightly by hand over her jeans for several minutes, alternating cheeks. Occasionally I would spank one cheek 2 or 3 times in a row. She didn’t react much at this stage but I could tell the heat was beginning to build. I started to spank a little harder and was spreading them around her bottom and some on the upper thighs. Once I knew S could feel the heat I told her to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shy obeyed immediately and I looked her in the eye “Take the jeans down now” I said. She pulled her jeans down to her ankles and stepped out of them. “Back over” I said as I gently pushed on her back to guide her back into the spanking position. I could see quite a bit of redness around the boundaries of her white bikini panties. More than I expected but Shy is very light skinned and had not had a real spanking in years. I began spanking almost immediately and these were coming down a little harder now. I made sure to spread them around and she was starting to wiggle a little bit now. I was starting to make an impression....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-4676582285179270645?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/4676582285179270645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=4676582285179270645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4676582285179270645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4676582285179270645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2011/06/spanking-therapy.html' title='Spanking Therapy?'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZdi1YeDoZM/TfwB-emyvHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/uPtbiCjvexw/s72-c/COUCH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-2862650662112868668</id><published>2010-05-06T11:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T14:31:44.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade XVIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/S-LmV8kh02I/AAAAAAAAAN0/nDktssXFCLY/s1600/Corner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/S-LmV8kh02I/AAAAAAAAAN0/nDktssXFCLY/s320/Corner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468186162292183906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted here in a while but it's time to jump back into it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes naughty girls are sent to the corner. OK, usually. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I consider this to be a tool of discipline because it is very useful  in the process. It can be humbling to stand in the corner which helps  the lesson to be driven home. It is also a good place for the spankee to  think about her behavior and what got her sent there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I generally use cornertime in the middle of a spanking, as a break  and a time to think. It's a good opportunity to allow the bottom to cool  down a little and to evaluate how the session is going. I will also use  it after a spanking as a time of reflection. I don't believe in using  it for long periods of time, a few minutes is plenty I think. You'll  read stories where someone is sent to the corner for an hour or more  which I think is a bit much. Now if the corner is the only punishment  (say from a distance) then longer periods are appropriate. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cornertime can also be more 'fun' when used in a play spanking or  role play scene. Then it's more of rest period between spankings or just  part of the playful part of the scene. I'm very interested in the  rituals of spanking and punishment and this is a major one I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-2862650662112868668?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/2862650662112868668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=2862650662112868668' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/2862650662112868668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/2862650662112868668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2010/05/tools-of-trade-xix.html' title='Tools of the Trade XVIII'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/S-LmV8kh02I/AAAAAAAAAN0/nDktssXFCLY/s72-c/Corner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-2398923634705219223</id><published>2009-08-20T22:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:15:45.098-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade XVII</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/So4CmWKtCaI/AAAAAAAAANs/CGU2ZMMqFes/s1600-h/woodspatula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/So4CmWKtCaI/AAAAAAAAANs/CGU2ZMMqFes/s320/woodspatula.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372234263308339618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a wooden spatula that I got in the dollar aisle at Target. Have I mentioned that I like that aisle? I always have to walk through because you never know what interesting items they will have that can be converted to spanking use. One has to be creative but that's what makes it fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very stingy implement. It's thin and one side rounded off. It is similar to a ruler in that it's thin and wooden but there are no edges because they have been smoothed. It is long enough to smack both cheeks at once but short enough to have very good control. Because it is thin it leaves a good surface sting but it won't cause a lot of bruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's thin enough that I suspect it will break one day but that's why I bought two!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-2398923634705219223?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/2398923634705219223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=2398923634705219223' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/2398923634705219223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/2398923634705219223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/08/tools-of-trade-xvii.html' title='Tools of the Trade XVII'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/So4CmWKtCaI/AAAAAAAAANs/CGU2ZMMqFes/s72-c/woodspatula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-6825531220857049988</id><published>2009-06-25T19:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:13:38.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkQUVpEGeeI/AAAAAAAAANk/DkUPRACUUgg/s1600-h/QUESTION.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 108px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkQUVpEGeeI/AAAAAAAAANk/DkUPRACUUgg/s320/QUESTION.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351424619255855586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK a little survey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say there was an adorable little brat who liked to play a particular online computer game.  I'd say quasi-addicted.  Then lets say a bet was made that she would stop playing the game for a week.  Then the next day, her computer failed and she won't be able to be online for a couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the fact she can't play anyway, some think the bet should be nullified or postponed.  Some others (the aforementioned brat perhaps) think the bet should stand as an automatic win for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do the readers think?  I have a poll on the side there and also welcome any thoughts people have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially if they are on the right side of the debate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-6825531220857049988?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/6825531220857049988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=6825531220857049988' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6825531220857049988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6825531220857049988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/06/thoughts-please.html' title='Thoughts Please'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkQUVpEGeeI/AAAAAAAAANk/DkUPRACUUgg/s72-c/QUESTION.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-4123214204583950184</id><published>2009-06-23T20:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:31:25.992-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><title type='text'>FMS Adventures V</title><content type='html'>Later that same day, I met up with Ginger and her husband Zed. Ginger and I have been aware of each other's web presence in various arenas for years but this party was our first time to meet.  And today was our first time to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had had a pretty good session earlier in the day so she requested I start lightly and see how it went.  I'm always in favor of starting lightly, especially with someone new.  We needed to feel each other out.  She dropped her shorts and we started out with a nice long OTK hand spanking.  Starting lightly and slowly increasing the intensity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkFyFbkLXII/AAAAAAAAANM/BZbOSH9R1N8/s1600-h/_DSC107211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkFyFbkLXII/AAAAAAAAANM/BZbOSH9R1N8/s320/_DSC107211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350683269917269122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice scene where we chatted throughout the first part of the spanking and we had a chance to get acquainted  on a more direct level I guess you could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she had an idea of how I spank and she was nicely warmed up I switched to my new strap from the London Tanner.  I was really getting the feel for this item and figuring out the best way to hold it, the aim etc.  It is a short strap but it always takes a little practice.  Her bottom was a nice rich red by this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkFyE6-ktVI/AAAAAAAAANE/SsR0Fi9aq6c/s1600-h/_DSC1099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkFyE6-ktVI/AAAAAAAAANE/SsR0Fi9aq6c/s320/_DSC1099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350683261169612114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eventually used the new meanie strap and it really gave Ginger a nice sting (so I heard anyway).  I really like this new tool.  From there I also used my handy-dandy shadowlane paddle which is similar to a hairbrush.  This device sunk in and I got some reactions from her.  This scene was at least 30 minutes in length and at the end her bottom was quite red and hot.  We both had a great time with this one and it was nice getting to know this fun couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkFyFjf1k_I/AAAAAAAAANU/l7qwPb3ag5g/s1600-h/_DSC108111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkFyFjf1k_I/AAAAAAAAANU/l7qwPb3ag5g/s320/_DSC108111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350683272046547954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this spanking Zed was snapping pictures from many different angles.  It was pretty neat feeling like I was at a photo shoot...I've not been photographed spanking a whole lot.  Zed has a very nice camera and got some fantastic pics.  He even shot a couple videos that came out nice, but the sound is not fully synchronized.  He is going to mess with it some and see if he can  put them together and if so, I may post at least one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkFyFp3bjCI/AAAAAAAAANc/ukcbmGHpU-M/s1600-h/_DSC114811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkFyFp3bjCI/AAAAAAAAANc/ukcbmGHpU-M/s320/_DSC114811.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350683273756118050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting close to time for the dinner so it was time to let everyone get ready.  I heard there was a late-afternoon Spankopoly game brewing downstairs so I figured I might as well stop by...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-4123214204583950184?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/4123214204583950184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=4123214204583950184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4123214204583950184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4123214204583950184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/06/fms-adventures-v.html' title='FMS Adventures V'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SkFyFbkLXII/AAAAAAAAANM/BZbOSH9R1N8/s72-c/_DSC107211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-6881235971072851798</id><published>2009-06-19T19:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:26:30.240-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><title type='text'>FMS IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/Sjwlt-_J3hI/AAAAAAAAAM8/3dFYZDszUoM/s1600-h/paddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/Sjwlt-_J3hI/AAAAAAAAAM8/3dFYZDszUoM/s320/paddle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349191929341533714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got up Saturday morning I knew it was too much fun to leave early Sunday so I called and pushed my flight back to Sunday PM.  I took a quick walk on the beach and waded in the warm water.  When they say Beach Party they mean it LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that afternoon I had a meeting with Short4ever.  As we started she announced that she is a fan of wood.  This is not something I hear a lot and seeing as how I too like wood paddles, I knew this was going to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a long warm up spanking and I had a chance to try out some of their various implements they brought along.  Of special interest to me was the Jokari paddle.  I had heard about these and was intrigued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Jokari is a paddle type game and the paddle itself is rather thick and looks like a cross between a ping pong paddle and a racket ball racket.  It really felt good in my hand...very balanced.  I gave her a nice sound spanking with this little gem.  I also had the opportunity to try out my new ruler strap and my meanie.  Yes, the reactions tend to show that it is a little mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S4E and I had a nice scene and a good, sound spanking but nothing over the top.  We had a great conversation about the psychology of spanking.  The idea of really looking at the people involved with spanking as actual people and not just automatically classifying spanking as an abnormal behavior.  She spoke about doing some scientific research on this in her studies and I hope that pans out.  You should be hearing more about this in my blog because I have always wanted to see some real study on this interest that does not begin with a bias against those of us with the proclivity to spank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for tonight but more will be coming on the party.  In the meantime I will probably be searching ebay for a Jokari paddle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-6881235971072851798?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/6881235971072851798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=6881235971072851798' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6881235971072851798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6881235971072851798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/06/fms-iv.html' title='FMS IV'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/Sjwlt-_J3hI/AAAAAAAAAM8/3dFYZDszUoM/s72-c/paddle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-3536111869050080476</id><published>2009-06-16T19:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:09:14.992-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><title type='text'>FMS Party Adventures III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjgvOGOZDsI/AAAAAAAAAM0/5dN1bGj-zAw/s1600-h/cricket_bat.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjgvOGOZDsI/AAAAAAAAAM0/5dN1bGj-zAw/s320/cricket_bat.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348076476738113218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Vendor Fair/Reception, I went upstairs to the suite parties.  These were well done and very welcoming.  I have to admit I do much better in small groups or one on one so the big group deals like this are bit much for me.  Everyone was very nice and the organizers did a lot to make people feel welcome.  Pizza was served at midnight and it was a hit as you may imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this event I had the chance to meet up with Emily and discuss her bratting me earlier in the evening.  We were able to snag a bedroom and I gave her a nice hand spanking on her skirt, panties and bare bottom.  Nothing too heavy but still a firm spanking.  It seems that some time OTK convinced her of the error of her bratting ways (for 5 minutes anyway).  It was just really nice to play with her and meet in person after we had been chatting for well over a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a piece of pizza I went down to the room of &lt;a href="http://www.zedginger.blogspot.com/?zx=c8bf49ac7c2028ad"&gt;Zed and Ginger&lt;/a&gt;.  There was a group of us...Todd &amp;amp; Suzy, Short4Ever &amp;amp; Siege, Richard W, Iggy and a couple others I think. Ginger was another person I had sort of known online for years, from my days on the Classics message board.  It was fun to meet and talk finally.  At this late-night party, Zed unveiled his newest implement...a cricket bat!  This thing was huge and not really good as a serious spanking implement; but oh what a novelty.  Ginger offered up her jean-covered bottom for it to be christened.  Richard, being the British representative did the honors.  He was very careful with it, but you could tell this thing had major league thud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zed also has a replica of a Canadian Prison Strap that he is very adept at using.  Iggy had a birthday recently so it was decided it was time for her birthday spanking.  OK maybe the birthday was in April....but hey, it's a spanking party!  She bent over a chair and received her whacks. Iggy was obviously nervous, yet curious to feel this strap so I give her kudos for stepping up to the plate and challenging herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zed wielded the strap (think big) with care and the birthday spanking was a success.  I can only imagine what this strap is like when used with more room for a full swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time it was late and I went back to the room to rest up for another day of spanking hijinks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-3536111869050080476?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/3536111869050080476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=3536111869050080476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3536111869050080476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3536111869050080476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/06/fms-party-adventures-iii.html' title='FMS Party Adventures III'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjgvOGOZDsI/AAAAAAAAAM0/5dN1bGj-zAw/s72-c/cricket_bat.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-8377321156558696242</id><published>2009-06-13T21:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:25:51.590-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><title type='text'>FMS Party Adventures II</title><content type='html'>I checked in Friday afternoon.  I ended up with a beach front one bedroom suite which was a lot of room for one person but well worth the money.  Unfortunately Kat was unable to attend due to some life stuff so I was on my own.   I got all unpacked and prepared for the weekend.  I went downstairs and registered for the party, got my calendar of events and was good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjRYgd6G9cI/AAAAAAAAAMc/3kCe1GG68Mk/s1600-h/fms5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjRYgd6G9cI/AAAAAAAAAMc/3kCe1GG68Mk/s320/fms5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346995972403033538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up was the Vendor's Fair and Reception.  The food was pretty good and I walked around to all the tables.  I knew I wanted to get a new tool and there were so many to choose from.  Around this time I met two people who I had been talking to on the internet for quite a while.  They just happened to run into me at about the same time, though they apparently had met the night before.  Keagan and Emily had some kind of strange brat vibe going and both managed to brat me at the same time, in much the same ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into both several times during this event, sometimes together and sometimes apart.  Suffice to say that by the end of the evening they had used up a lot of old man jokes and they were both due a spanking.  It was cool to finally meet both of them.  The banter was fun and lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This event featured a spanking scavenger hunt which allowed me to meet several ladies and give several quick how do you do spankings.  It was meant as an ice breaker and it achieved this purpose. I didn't come close to filling up my sheet but I didn't care....it was just a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with two new tools.  I had been wanting to upgrade my collection of leather stuff (plus I had a personal request) so bought this neat item from London Tanners.  The proprietor, Ian, makes great quality stuff and I figured I should get the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls running the booth were most accommodating and let me try out a few of the items as I decided which one to get.  It came down to the ruler paddle and a round paddle.  I now wish I had gotten both.  I might also add that Ian is one of the party organizers and is an extremely gracious host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjRh9TB0mYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/neajIOtRSvw/s1600-h/fms7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjRh9TB0mYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/neajIOtRSvw/s320/fms7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347006363303451010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also purchased this curious item called a Meanie.  Based on the reaction it got later in the weekend, it may be aptly named.   It came from an outfit called Treats and Consequences which also sold some sugary/cinamonny looking goodies on the other end of the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjRi4rS-2_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/CkpMKAMefO8/s1600-h/fms61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 69px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjRi4rS-2_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/CkpMKAMefO8/s320/fms61.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347007383430159346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have Tools of the Trade write ups about these as I go along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-8377321156558696242?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/8377321156558696242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=8377321156558696242' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8377321156558696242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8377321156558696242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/06/fms-party-adventures-ii.html' title='FMS Party Adventures II'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjRYgd6G9cI/AAAAAAAAAMc/3kCe1GG68Mk/s72-c/fms5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-7388606693207158506</id><published>2009-06-11T20:11:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:38:28.765-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><title type='text'>FMS Party Adventures I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjGgfC9utwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9J9Cf1-DOkY/s1600-h/SANY2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjGgfC9utwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9J9Cf1-DOkY/s320/SANY2452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346230687897663234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I attended the Florida Moonshine spanking party for the first time.  In a word...awesome.  My best time I've had at a party.  OK, so I've only gone to 3 but still very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't going to check into the hotel until Friday, but I had some time to myself Thursday night and couldn't wait to check it out.  I figured I'd head over to the hotel and I'd find someone I knew.  Either that or I'd hear some sounds of spanking and know I was in the right place.  Even if I didn't find anyone that night I'd at least know where it was and get a feel for the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel is very nice and had very much a beachy kind of resort feel to it.  Very laid back.  I went and had a Blue Moon at the Tiki bar by the pool and just sort of checked out the scene.  After the beer I walked over and noticed Todd and Suzy of the &lt;a href="http://americanspankingsociety.com/"&gt;American Spanking Society&lt;/a&gt; finishing dinner at the outdoor cafe.  I had met them at the Shadowlane party and in fact was bratted by Suzy via IM not too long before this.  We chatted for a while and eventually a bunch of folks headed over to their room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There a group of us played Spankopoly.  This is basically a Monopoly game that has been designed with spanking in mind.  Todd and Suzy have put a lot of work and thought into this game and it was quite fun.  I plays just like a real monopoly game with properties and rents etc, but all the properties are spanking related...Bare Bottom Way for instance.   Instead of a jail, there is a woodshed, that kind of thing.  All the cards you draw are spanking related and bottoms who play get spanked instead of paying money and tops pay the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjGdw11kX6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/uois2H8NKKU/s1600-h/p4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjGdw11kX6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/uois2H8NKKU/s320/p4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346227695076532130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spankings are fairly tame so no one gets overwhelmed, but after a while they add up.  If you haven't seen this before...go to the American Spanking Society blog and check it out.  They will even personalize a game for you if you want: &lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Dave/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://americanspankingsociety.com/?p=4530"&gt;http://americanspankingsociety.com/?p=4530&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time at this and as the time went on, more people came and went.  Not all of whom did I get to meet.  Richard Windsor came in and so did Iggy and Munchkin.  They didn't play the game at this time but we had a blast talking and everyone was excited to be there.  During this game I had the chance to give a spanking to Suzy and to K from Dakota.  They were the two resident bottoms in attendance and everyone just had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjGgR5a-l7I/AAAAAAAAAMM/vYDAbojroCw/s1600-h/P1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjGgR5a-l7I/AAAAAAAAAMM/vYDAbojroCw/s320/P1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346230461997684658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work the next day so I couldn't stay...though I left much later than I had planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tired the whole next day but I had a smile on my face looking forward to the adventures that were to come over the weekend......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-7388606693207158506?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/7388606693207158506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=7388606693207158506' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7388606693207158506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7388606693207158506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/06/fms-party-adventures-i.html' title='FMS Party Adventures I'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SjGgfC9utwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9J9Cf1-DOkY/s72-c/SANY2452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-4337123435071198293</id><published>2009-06-08T21:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:03:26.340-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><title type='text'>More to Come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/Si3CdwHwNpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/c8ZeW37Fhzs/s1600-h/SANY2461+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/Si3CdwHwNpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/c8ZeW37Fhzs/s320/SANY2461+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345142149148063378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...I've been gone awhile.  Been rather busy with the boring non-spanko parts of life.  But...I did have the pleasure of attending an excellent party this weekend.  This is just a little teaser, but I'll be doing some posts about my adventures in FL soon.  Stay tuned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-4337123435071198293?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/4337123435071198293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=4337123435071198293' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4337123435071198293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4337123435071198293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-to-come.html' title='More to Come...'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/Si3CdwHwNpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/c8ZeW37Fhzs/s72-c/SANY2461+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-4072895662170403200</id><published>2009-05-01T13:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:28:29.775-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Just For Fun Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfstzROodHI/AAAAAAAAALs/tNSnZXFqC14/s1600-h/ist2_391569_do_you_like_my_jeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfstzROodHI/AAAAAAAAALs/tNSnZXFqC14/s320/ist2_391569_do_you_like_my_jeans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330904942744466546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Part 2&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A few minutes later I had changed roles to her household guardian. (I am a little squicked about being 'daddy' so I prefer guardian or uncle in these situations.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was sitting at my desk in my study when I answered a phone call from the school. "Yes, that's me." "Oh?". Lara came in as I had a one way conversation, she didn't look very happy. "Oh she did huh? I see. OK. Yes, I agree. Yes, we will discuss it tonight as well. Thank you for the call and I promise you she will be on time and very well-behaved tomorrow in school"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Lara" "Umm, yes?" "That was the vice principal of your school on the phone." She just looked at me. "He says you skipped school again. Is this true?" "Ummm, yes" she said so softly that I could barely hear. "And it has been multiple offenses. What happened at school, Lara? "I, uh, uh." "Lara...tell me what happened at the principal's office." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I got paddled."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"It seems like we talked about this last month, when you got put on detention. What did I tell you would happen if you got paddled at school young lady?" "That I'd get it again at home...." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"That's right Lara...I told you if you get punished at school you'd get spanked at home. Just like when you were younger. "But, but I'm too old" "You're not too old to act up and skip school so you're not too old to go over my knee." I sat on the bed and pulled her over my lap.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I began spanking her lightly on her shorts and scolded her. "I can't believe you're here back over my knee. I guess you didn't think I'd actually do it." "Umm no, I'm too old for this, let me up." "Nope" I punctuated the word with a hard smack. "It's time you learned a lesson." I peppered the seat of her shorts with some good sound smacks and then pulled them to her knees.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I could see some pinkness on her cheeks, not sure if it was from the paddle or the hand spanks. I spread a liberal dose of swats to her undies, getting progessively harder. "Little girl you have to go to class, SMACK this behavior will not be tolerated." SMACK "I'm sorrrrry." SMACK&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I rested my hand on her behind and scolded her. "I plan on making sure you go to every class from now on." I slipped the undies to her knees slowly. " Oh no, please." "Yes, bad girls get spanked on the bare bottom." I gave her a good sound hand spanking on her bare cheeks and spread the spanks around scolding playfully as I went. Once her butt was nice and red I sent her to the corner to admire my handiwork.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"OK Lara, I almost think you've learned your lesson." "Almost?" I grabbed the ping pong paddle and sat back down. I think of this as being a very domestic type implement and perfect for this scene. I put her back over my knee and spanked her good over both cheeks and a little to the sit spot. "If this ever happens again you will be one sorry young lady" "I'm sorry, it won't...I promise." "Next time it will be the belt too, is that understood?" "Ohhh yes sir." Once her bottom was nice and red I sent her back to the corner.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Young lady you are hereby grounded for 2 weeks as well."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I sat back on the bed and smiled.  I think her first role play experience was fun for us both.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-4072895662170403200?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/4072895662170403200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=4072895662170403200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4072895662170403200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4072895662170403200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-for-fun-part-ii.html' title='Just For Fun Part II'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfstzROodHI/AAAAAAAAALs/tNSnZXFqC14/s72-c/ist2_391569_do_you_like_my_jeans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-3619419347796237769</id><published>2009-04-26T15:22:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:39:01.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Corporal Caribbean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfS2YqCFbaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3KnKZCjd06A/s1600-h/SANY1999+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfS2YqCFbaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3KnKZCjd06A/s320/SANY1999+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329084793802288546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Folks.  I'm back after a fairly long absence.  I was out of town for work then went on vacation.  The semi-regular posting will continue now and I have some good content in the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with a cruise I recently took with a very naughty young lady who just couldn't seem to keep herself out of trouble.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfS3ucx6buI/AAAAAAAAALU/dtJ2XmH4SnQ/s1600-h/SANY1967b+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfS3ucx6buI/AAAAAAAAALU/dtJ2XmH4SnQ/s320/SANY1967b+-+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329086267713548002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was beautiful the whole time and we checked out several interesting islands and all around had a great time in the sun.  Miss Kat tried her best (OK, maybe not at all) to behave herself properly but ended up getting some rather stern ship-board spankings.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfS3uhi_L9I/AAAAAAAAALc/lRGh0MmmzrM/s1600-h/SANY1965b+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfS3uhi_L9I/AAAAAAAAALc/lRGh0MmmzrM/s320/SANY1965b+-+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329086268993122258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was challenging to give a good spanking on a cruise ship filled with literally thousands of people.  However I can be pretty adaptable and I was able to redden her bottom reasonably well and never had a noise complaint.  Of course, not one we heard about.    We just had to turn the TV up fairly loud and stick to the old-fashioned hand and a couple hairbrushes for the needed discipline.  I was a little concerned about bringing any really suspicious looking spanking tools. I knew they would be searching the bags looking for smuggled liquor, so I stuck to the hairbrushes and a ping pong paddle.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfS3uJfc-oI/AAAAAAAAALE/a63IE2AVGTk/s1600-h/SANY1973b+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfS3uJfc-oI/AAAAAAAAALE/a63IE2AVGTk/s320/SANY1973b+-+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329086262535846530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to try a beach side spanking for a variety of reasons (think wet bathing suits, tan lines etc).  However we never got a chance to be alone enough onshore to get any spankings in the surf completed.   There were certainly plenty of shenanigans to warrant several spanking sessions but in the public spaces of the ship and the touristy places I couldn't do a lot about it right away.  I almost think she used that fact to her advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the naughty brat had to wait until we were back to feel the wrath of a determined palm and hairbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to do her cabin corner time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfS3ue3GqBI/AAAAAAAAALM/pQUVfCjunzA/s1600-h/SANY1969b+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfS3ue3GqBI/AAAAAAAAALM/pQUVfCjunzA/s320/SANY1969b+-+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329086268272191506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course just finding room to stand in the corner in a cruise cabin can be a challenge too LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a great trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-3619419347796237769?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/3619419347796237769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=3619419347796237769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3619419347796237769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3619419347796237769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/04/corporal-caribbean.html' title='Corporal Caribbean'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SfS2YqCFbaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3KnKZCjd06A/s72-c/SANY1999+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-898382633548884279</id><published>2009-04-03T20:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:54:43.820-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade XVI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SdavehnfbKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/cbAOuSkrJ7Q/s1600-h/chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SdavehnfbKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/cbAOuSkrJ7Q/s320/chair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320632948739763362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my official spanking chair. I am very much interested in the  old-fashioned aspects of spanking. Correct positioning, the rituals and of  course the straight-backed wooden chair. To me this is a very traditional image  which reminds many of us of good old-fashioned spankings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I chose this chair for just this purpose. It's austere and very solid. It  provides me a very good base on which to place the naughty young lady across my  lap. It is also sturdy enough to use the seat as a place for the disciplinee to  place her hands when bending her over for a formal paddling. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Over the knee is my favorite position and this chair is perfect for it. I  have spanked in a variety of locations and have used many different types of  seats. Sometimes for protracted spankings or if the spankee has a back problem  for instance, a bed or couch works well. I think it's important to be  adaptive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But in a perfect world, a solid wood chair is the perfect place to sit to  give a sound OTK spanking!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-898382633548884279?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/898382633548884279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=898382633548884279' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/898382633548884279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/898382633548884279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/04/tools-of-trade-xvi.html' title='Tools of the Trade XVI'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SdavehnfbKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/cbAOuSkrJ7Q/s72-c/chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-8114142164494918198</id><published>2009-03-26T20:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:38:08.803-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Just Because 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScwX-kjwiwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/s0JY-RH0bRc/s1600-h/HPIM0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScwX-kjwiwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/s0JY-RH0bRc/s320/HPIM0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317651623750699778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began by spanking her briskly with my hand on her panties.  Since the paint stirrer and school paddle had warmed her nicely I started with firm smacks with my hand.  Then I switched to my wooden hairbrush type paddle and sprinkled those all around.  Her bottom was light red and obviously stinging as she jumped around some from that.  Then down came the panties and I made sure to turn her whole bottom nice and crimson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScwX-kq5RgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/aCPsFfA-em0/s1600-h/HPIM0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScwX-kq5RgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/aCPsFfA-em0/s320/HPIM0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317651623780632066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent her to the corner to cool for a moment and pulled some stuff out of my bag.  Back over my knee she went for a nice dose of the rubber paddle.  This is not her fave but I wanted Mary to have a sore bottom to take home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Dave/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Dave/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScwZ8YHACYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/B02yuV8-Ono/s1600-h/Rubber+Paddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScwZ8YHACYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/B02yuV8-Ono/s320/Rubber+Paddle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317653785072372098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this there were a few more trips to the corner, a few more trips over my knee and a couple times bent over the desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end I had used quite a collection of tools on her tush:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScwX-TDBpLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/8KDgkDRTAgE/s1600-h/HPIM0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScwX-TDBpLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/8KDgkDRTAgE/s320/HPIM0413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317651619050005682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary likes it fairly hard and although I was accused of 'being mean today' a few times; she ended up with hind area that was nice and uniformly red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScwX-Vvna3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/TifWwJHpj4g/s1600-h/HPIM0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScwX-Vvna3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/TifWwJHpj4g/s320/HPIM0402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317651619773901682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even asked for a few with the belt to end things up so I know I didn't go too hard after all ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-8114142164494918198?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/8114142164494918198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=8114142164494918198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8114142164494918198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8114142164494918198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-because-2.html' title='Just Because 2'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScwX-kjwiwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/s0JY-RH0bRc/s72-c/HPIM0405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-8237895595435177909</id><published>2009-03-22T17:00:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:20:13.820-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Just Because</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScanjV-30QI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cpbFnaRSsUo/s1600-h/HPIM0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScanjV-30QI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cpbFnaRSsUo/s320/HPIM0415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316120635795558658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some paint stirrers a spankee friend of mine gave me last summer.  The bottom ones are pretty thin and break easily.    Since these items are not designed to be spanking tools they don't last too long, but can also be some fun seeing how long they'll stand up to the wear and tear. The top ones are quite a bit thicker and take a little more effort to snap..though it can be done, with a little elbow grease ;)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A local friend came over recently and it seems she wanted a spanking.  She didn't really deserve one or need one due to misbehavior, rather it had just been awhile and she wanted one just because she did.  Luckily for her I am quite accommodating of my spankable friends who make such requests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary had noticed these paint sticks hanging around before and asked if we could try them out.  After a few minutes of talking about how one is more sturdy than the other, it became a goal to break one of each.  I started over her jeans with the thick one,  since the thin ones break so fast I might as well use it on the bare to get any sting at all with it.  I had her bend over the desk and proceeded to give her several dozen good whacks with it making sure to spread them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually she began to feel it and squirm a little as the smacks got harder.  About this time the poor thing began to disintegrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/Scaq0dV6hAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/W_CuLnEByhQ/s1600-h/HPIM0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/Scaq0dV6hAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/W_CuLnEByhQ/s320/HPIM0412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316124228363912194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one time I wished I was video taping the spanking because for a few minutes there were splinters flying all around the room....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScaqSZkXBxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TQqpUxa2Yjc/s1600-h/HPIM0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScaqSZkXBxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TQqpUxa2Yjc/s320/HPIM0410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316123643235206930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended up making quite the mess but the goal was achieved.  The thicker paint stick had broken for the most part and Mary was feeling a good sting in her jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick dozen swats with the school paddle for standing up before directed (a spanking is a spanking after all, even if it was given Just Because); I had her pull the jeans down since the warm up was well under way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/Sca1H-lqeCI/AAAAAAAAAKE/x2WMBX9OJZM/s1600-h/HPIM0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/Sca1H-lqeCI/AAAAAAAAAKE/x2WMBX9OJZM/s320/HPIM0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316135558822131746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point I took her over my knee and began a more traditional kind of spanking beginning with my hand and a wooden paddle that resembles a hairbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post later about the balance of the spanking and the colorful results but here is a sample...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScaxSQM7KbI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/l9PkeWmGBnU/s1600-h/HPIM04063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScaxSQM7KbI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/l9PkeWmGBnU/s320/HPIM04063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316131337302387122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-8237895595435177909?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/8237895595435177909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=8237895595435177909' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8237895595435177909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8237895595435177909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-because.html' title='Just Because'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScanjV-30QI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cpbFnaRSsUo/s72-c/HPIM0415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-6768470596440515308</id><published>2009-03-17T20:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:01:59.863-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Role Play Stories'/><title type='text'>Just For Fun...a Role Playing Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScBCRGlHiXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/3mypon_8YpA/s1600-h/c924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScBCRGlHiXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/3mypon_8YpA/s320/c924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314320421888690546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just For Fun&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A lot of the spankings I  have given have been for disciplinary reasons, however sometimes it's fun to give one just for fun....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lara has been disciplined by me before but it had been a few months. In fact I gave her her first two disciplinary experiences. She had a couple bad experiences with discipline (with someone else) so the last time I was in her town she wasn't ready for a real discipline spanking. However she was up for some fun. At 19 she was going to experience her first role playing spanking.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Since she was new to it and didn't really have a preference...we decided to go with my favorite one to play. It's based on a naughty school girl type theme with a twist :) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I played the role of the assistant principal in charge of discipline. I sat at the desk in the hotel room and acted busy. I responded to the knock with a 'yes, come in'. I was greeted by a nervous and naughty student who had a referral note in her hand. "You're here again, Lara". "Um, yes sir". I took the note from her and read it." "Skipping class again young lady? " Well I had some things to take care of and..." " I stopped her. Miss, you need to come to school every day...weren't you given detention for this just last month?" "Yes, I guess I was". &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Well I guess we'll have to deal with this" "You realize that I'll have to suspend you for this, and that will mean missing the big band competition" " Oh no, please not that...I get good grades...I won't miss again I promise" she implored. "Well young lady I don't have much choice here, you have broken the rules far too many times." "I..I know".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Well we have one more option" I said and her face perked up. "Do you know what happened at the last Board of Education meeting?" "No, I don't". Well it just so happens that they have given me some leeway when it comes to disciplinary measures. I can now apply corporal punishment in cases like this." "Oh????" she said with a worried look. "Have you ever felt the school paddle"? "Oh no, really?" "Yes Lara, you can either be suspended and miss the band competition or take your licks and get it over with. In this case it will be five swats."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lara had the looked of a scared schoolgirl and just hesitated. "Five swats, really?" she said wringing her hands. Lara was slowly warming up to the role playing. "Yes, Miss that is the minmum amount I can give....if you weren't such a good student besides your skipping class it would be more like ten. "Well, ummm" "So what's it going to be young lady?, the choice is yours." "I guess the paddle, sir."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I stood up and took my school paddle from the desk drawer. It is about 20 inches long, four wide and 1/2 inch thick. Not a huge paddle, but when swung correctly it is a formidable instrument of discipline. I took my time and slapped the paddle into my other palm. "OK Lara this is how it works. You are to bend over this desk. I will give you five swats with this paddle as punishment for missing school again. You are to count them out and if you miss the number or move out of position we will start over. Is that understood?" "Um y-yes sir".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I tapped the desk and She bent over at the waist. The desk wasn't long enough to bend completely over it so she bent with her elbows on the desk....bottom posed at the perfect paddling angle. I rubbed the paddle on her shorts a few times and gently patted her cheeks with it, building the anticipation for both of us. "Are you ready?" "Yesssss"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Smack....I gave her a good swat right in the center of her bottom. Not super hard but enough to see her twitch a little and hear a satisfying 'pop'. "One".&lt;br /&gt;I waited a little bit and Smack, a little harder...Two. The third one was pretty hard and I heard a little gasp...Ohhh, three!. The fourth one was not as hard...but still solid. "Ok young lady, last one...I hope this teaches you something. "Yes, sirrrr ohhhh!" WHACK the hardest one yet and she almost stood up. I had her stay there for a moment for the burn to settle in.&lt;/p&gt; "Ok, you may rise". She did and I could tell she was a little flush...it was a good, iof short paddling. "This matter is closed but I don't ever want to see you in here for this again..understood?" "Yes sir, you won't I promise!" "Ok good now get back to class". She turned to leave the 'office'..."Oh and Lara...school rules dictate that I call home to inform them of the paddling here at school." "Oh" she said with a worried look......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-6768470596440515308?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/6768470596440515308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=6768470596440515308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6768470596440515308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6768470596440515308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-for-funa-role-playing-story.html' title='Just For Fun...a Role Playing Story'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ScBCRGlHiXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/3mypon_8YpA/s72-c/c924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-8818084635177609428</id><published>2009-03-17T20:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:28:58.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Back</title><content type='html'>Sorry folks...got busy with other things but I'm back and hope to post more in the coming days....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-8818084635177609428?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/8818084635177609428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=8818084635177609428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8818084635177609428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8818084635177609428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-back.html' title='Finally Back'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-1964668467675807709</id><published>2009-02-11T20:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:41:21.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade XV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SZN94VBf_SI/AAAAAAAAAIs/iz6TiedliNo/s1600-h/3117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SZN94VBf_SI/AAAAAAAAAIs/iz6TiedliNo/s320/3117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301719593014787362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my main rubber paddle. I got it from an online vendor on the recommendation from one of my Yahoo friends. (Yes she is a spankee) This paddle is about 1/2 inch thick of solid rubber and it packs a wallop. Not a wallop like a wooden paddle packs, but more a wallop in terms of a deep, burning sting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have not had this long enough to learn all its capabilities yet but so far it is a very effective implement of discipline. All of the naughties who have felt this so far have told me that it stings like the very dickens and it has proven to illicit promises to behave much better indeed. I haven't yet found someone who would consider this a favorite option for 'play' type spankings but it certainly engenders a lot of respect for a punishment.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is 12 inches long and 3 wide so it has a short enough handle to use OTK which is my fave anyway. It's big enough to cover about a 1/3 of the average female butt cheek, so it's not too huge to have good control. (No I don't have any data on the area of the average cheek, but this my estimate). It is flexible so you do have to kind of aim it to keep it travelling in the right direction.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am very happy with the purchase, however I have not yet had an enthusiastic response from those who have felt it. Spirited responses yes, but not enthusiastic ......yet anyway ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-1964668467675807709?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/1964668467675807709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=1964668467675807709' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1964668467675807709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1964668467675807709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/02/tools-of-trade-xv.html' title='Tools of the Trade XV'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SZN94VBf_SI/AAAAAAAAAIs/iz6TiedliNo/s72-c/3117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-7770794607510810092</id><published>2009-01-29T20:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:26:30.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Novelty Paddles II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not really sure why I like these. There is just something about seeing a paddle for sale in a 'vanilla' type place. Maybe it's because they are hard to find now.....they harken back to another time when paddlings were more accepted...even expected.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Plus they usually have interesting sayings on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SYJcOIhiAoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Me9-xzzECjo/s1600-h/whos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SYJcOIhiAoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Me9-xzzECjo/s320/whos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296897509617173122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to pick up a few of these in a tourist trap in Central Missouri in '07.  When I went back last year, they were gone.  I'm glad I grabbed them when I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure what the wording on this one means...but I thought it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SYJcN5FtPRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fyGkwxOgAgM/s1600-h/DATT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SYJcN5FtPRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fyGkwxOgAgM/s320/DATT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296897505473936658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the problems with today's souvenir type paddles is that they are made for show. They typically are not thick enough for any real use. As evidenced by the crack in this particular item which I picked up in Vegas a few years ago.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SYJcOBG5lSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7KmUp9WIS_k/s1600-h/Grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 105px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SYJcOBG5lSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7KmUp9WIS_k/s320/Grandma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296897507626423586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luckily I have plenty of other paddles to do the heavy lifting :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-7770794607510810092?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/7770794607510810092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=7770794607510810092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7770794607510810092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7770794607510810092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/01/novelty-paddles-ii.html' title='Novelty Paddles II'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SYJcOIhiAoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Me9-xzzECjo/s72-c/whos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-7214892268280891290</id><published>2009-01-29T20:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:31:04.656-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Novelty Paddles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SYJYRlvE7VI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Rq6WRSWtFXk/s1600-h/BOC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SYJYRlvE7VI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Rq6WRSWtFXk/s320/BOC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296893170951712082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK...so I have a thing for paddles.  Those who have read my earlier blogs featuring my Tools may have noticed this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; I also like to collect novelty paddles like the kind you get in souvenir stores. They are not as easy to find as they once were, but if you look hard enough....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-7214892268280891290?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/7214892268280891290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=7214892268280891290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7214892268280891290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7214892268280891290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/01/novelty-paddles.html' title='Novelty Paddles'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SYJYRlvE7VI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Rq6WRSWtFXk/s72-c/BOC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-4616525904549540239</id><published>2009-01-22T20:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:10:55.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Brat in the House!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkk2q9UrXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U5VmI0lKxas/s1600-h/cartoon-house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkk2q9UrXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U5VmI0lKxas/s320/cartoon-house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294303358613761394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I recently had a brat in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there was plenty to, uh talk about. This girl was (OK is) pretty bratty and generally naughty so I had to dish out many a spanking to keep her in line.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Luckily for me I have a good supply of items to deal with brats, and most of them were needed...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXklSZuCPQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ai0SQb3eFWQ/s1600-h/Collection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXklSZuCPQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ai0SQb3eFWQ/s320/Collection.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294303835022572802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the weekend wore on, I had to make use of many of tools and the house showed the evidence of my efforts as you looked around.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkl17JyOrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-FTxjfrwijA/s1600-h/HPIM0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkl17JyOrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-FTxjfrwijA/s320/HPIM0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294304445292755634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't get me wrong.  It was an extremely fun weekend with lots of spankings, lots of opportunities to exercise my technique and collection....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkmJ6Cfi-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/br_GknW5Bqs/s1600-h/HPIM0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkmJ6Cfi-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/br_GknW5Bqs/s320/HPIM0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294304788591119330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lots of role plays, bratting-induced spankings &amp;amp; just because spankings.  Of course I had a bit of a mess to clean up when it was over...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkmJ9VcQ_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/3sVzJfzjLCQ/s1600-h/HPIM002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkmJ9VcQ_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/3sVzJfzjLCQ/s320/HPIM002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294304789475902450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But totally worth it.  It was a great time and I'm glad it happened, even if it tired me out a little.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; And the best part is I have the chance to do it again soon ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-4616525904549540239?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/4616525904549540239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=4616525904549540239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4616525904549540239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4616525904549540239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/01/brat-in-house.html' title='Brat in the House!'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkk2q9UrXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U5VmI0lKxas/s72-c/cartoon-house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-4190385760537368127</id><published>2009-01-20T19:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:29:41.216-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Travel Plans '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXZ1eQd6LBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QCDdcqfslpw/s1600-h/pa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXZ1eQd6LBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QCDdcqfslpw/s320/pa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293547574697536530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time I like to mention where I'll be headed in the event a naughty girl would like to chat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early '09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Northern Virgina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampa and Ocala Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montgomery Alabama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexington Kentucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Western North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Louis Missouri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-4190385760537368127?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/4190385760537368127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=4190385760537368127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4190385760537368127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4190385760537368127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/01/travel-plans-08.html' title='Travel Plans &apos;09'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXZ1eQd6LBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QCDdcqfslpw/s72-c/pa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-1713625421992657692</id><published>2009-01-15T22:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:27:08.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>She Should Know Better II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SW_-38mAaLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/oMM_2Frbagg/s1600-h/2108919430_cda1f05810_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SW_-38mAaLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/oMM_2Frbagg/s320/2108919430_cda1f05810_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291728324295420082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 of story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she stood in the corner I could hear her sniffling and she was wiping her eyes. I brought her some tissues and asked if she was OK. She was but the heat was certainly getting to her. I gave her a few minutes to regain composure and sat back down with my large, soft leather paddle. I called her to me and she slowly came back to my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a good paddling with the leather. They were only light to moderate smacks but they came fast and I concentrated on the lower half of her rump and the crease it forms with her thighs. This had her almost wriggling off my lap. I held her fast and continued with my work, making her bottom a nice shade of red. She whimpered and asked for another break and I reminded her that was up to me not her but I stopped and just rubbed the paddle on her skin. Once she calmed down a little I gave her a quick flurry of firm smacks and released her once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes to cool off I grabbed my balsa wood paddle. This is a medium sized paddle, kind of thick but very light. I directed her back over my knee and made some circles on her bottom with the paddle. I asked how much the bounced check was for and announced she would be getting forty with this paddle. I told her to count them out. I gave them in sets of ten with the last two of each set harder than the others. I asked her if she was going to bounce any more checks and she promised repeatedly to never do it again. At this point I believed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the third set she was really feeling punished. "Twenty-uh-one, twe...twe.. twenty ttttwo, oh, uh this really stings, oooh". She struggled through the last few but got through them. I told her she was doing great and gave her another tissue. She wasn't outright bawling but there was a lot of sniffling and tears in her eyes. I let her rest and regain control as she sat on the chair and remarked how hot her butt was. I informed her it was bright red but nothing too alarming. "Ouch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up my wooden school-type paddle and told her it was time to be punished for rubbing without permission. She assured me it was not necessary and that she understood not to do that again. I explained the rules have to be enforced. Even though it had been several months, she still had been spanked by me many times before and knew the deal. I really don't have many rules during a spanking but I felt I must make the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Minnie to bend over with her hands on the seat of the chair. I instructed her to hold still and no standing up or we'd start over. I gave the swats firmly but only about 1/2 strength since her bottom was already sore. I waited almost a minute between swats to make sure they sunk in. She kicked and shook her bottom after each swat but stayed put. When I let her up she asked if it was OK to rub. I said yes, it was all over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson was learned and I really think she'll be careful with that checkbook now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-1713625421992657692?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/1713625421992657692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=1713625421992657692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1713625421992657692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1713625421992657692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/01/she-should-know-better-ii.html' title='She Should Know Better II'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SW_-38mAaLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/oMM_2Frbagg/s72-c/2108919430_cda1f05810_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-5618438048288341343</id><published>2009-01-11T11:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T11:17:39.440-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade XIV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SWobbcKVH2I/AAAAAAAAAF0/BTI07Eq55pk/s1600-h/softwoodtext.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SWobbcKVH2I/AAAAAAAAAF0/BTI07Eq55pk/s320/softwoodtext.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290070870530006882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a neat addition to my collection, a light-weight balsa wood paddle. It was a gift from a Yahoo friend. It's become one of my faves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good sized, big enough to cover at least half of an average butt cheek (depending on the bottom of course). It makes a nice loud paddly smacking sound when it makes contact. But it's made of such light wood that it gives more of a surface sting rather than the penetrating thud of a thick wooden paddle. It's good for longer paddlings, especially over my knee. I love wood paddles and it's good to have one you can use solidly for a good long time without leaving nasty bruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it appears pretty formidable and the look on a spankee's eyes as I pull it out of the bag is one of nervousness. Until you feel how light it is, it looks pretty mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would float but I haven't tried that yet. This paddle would probably be just the thing for a hot tub spanking party :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been to one of those, but a man does have to be prepared !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-5618438048288341343?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/5618438048288341343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=5618438048288341343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5618438048288341343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5618438048288341343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-neat-addition-to-my-collection.html' title='Tools of the Trade XIV'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SWobbcKVH2I/AAAAAAAAAF0/BTI07Eq55pk/s72-c/softwoodtext.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-1325468137335743625</id><published>2009-01-08T19:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:12:03.976-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>She Should Know Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SWaVmcuwU0I/AAAAAAAAAFk/-LvZPQfF5_4/s1600-h/8eac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SWaVmcuwU0I/AAAAAAAAAFk/-LvZPQfF5_4/s320/8eac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289079300173091650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minnie works at a bank. In fact she is a supervisor with several years of banking experience. She should know better. She should know better than to not record a check and bounce a check. She compounded the offense by waiving her own return fees. She may have gotten away with any financial penalties, but this bratty banker paid a different penalty. More specifically her bottom paid the fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty strict when it comes to money issues so I made sure to teach her a good lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I questioned her about it. I asked how she could let this happen and scolded her for not paying better attention. I told her that she needed a good spanking to remember to keep track of her checks. She just looked at me with a worried expression and didn't answer, she knew I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in my wooden chair and called her to my right side. I gave her a gentle nudge on her back and helped her settle in face down in my lap. She was still dressed for work in black kind of stretchy office pants. I patted her bottom and asked if the position felt familiar. She mentioned it had been a while but it was coming back to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had indeed been a while since she had been spanked so I started slowly and spread spanks all over her backside, cheeks and upper thighs. I made sure to heat every inch of her bottom and started to make them count. Before long I was smacking away in a constant rhythm and Minnie began to struggle a little bit. "Ouch, uh" she said as the heat build up in her hindquarters. She reached back to rub her right cheek after a solid smack. I pushed her hand away "Do you want me to spank your hands for reaching back?" I asked. "Oh, no" she said quickly. "Do you mean 'no sir'?" "Right no sir". I asked if we needed an additional lesson to remind her the rules of a spanking...she assured me that wasn't necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued to warm her pants for a few minutes and told her to stand up and lower them. "Do I have to?". "Yes you do, it's time for the next step". Minnie hesitated for a moment and then began to undo the slacks. As she began to slide them down she asked if she could keep her panties on with a hopeful look on her face. "For now." "For now....uh" she said and pushed her pants to her knees. I helped her back onto my lap and inspected her underwear. They were white cotton bikinis with little heart designs. I thought these were cute and began peppering the cloth with spanks, a little harder now. I made sure every square inch was given attention. Minnie was squirming again and I could tell the heat was building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her panty warming complete, I slipped my fingers into the waistband of her adorable undies and slipped them down. I heard Minnie gasp a little, she knew the spanking was starting for real. I gave her a long hand spanking on her bare buns and upper thighs, pausing to rub once in a while and to make sure all was OK. I alternated between softer and harder smacks and occassionally threw in a real stinger that made her head jerk up. "Please can I have a break" she asked. I told her it would be soon enough and finished her hand spanking, leaving her whole rear area A dark pink. "Ok, up you go", I said as I helped her to her feet. I pointed her to the corner and told her it was time for a break. I went to choose a tool from my bag and out of the corner of my eye I caught her rubbing her bottom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No rubbing, you know that's a no no." "I'm sorry I couldn't help it." "That's an extra 5 with a paddle". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just groaned....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-1325468137335743625?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/1325468137335743625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=1325468137335743625' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1325468137335743625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1325468137335743625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/01/she-should-know-better.html' title='She Should Know Better'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SWaVmcuwU0I/AAAAAAAAAFk/-LvZPQfF5_4/s72-c/8eac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-1808453467207001807</id><published>2009-01-06T19:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:39:18.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I know...I'm a few days late.  But, after essentially taking the holidays off from blogging I'm back and will begin posting regularly again (I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic related to my favorite Christmas gift...having to do with a cute brat and some drop seat pajamas :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SWP5SzDCIpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/yXc9_tsLxko/s1600-h/drops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SWP5SzDCIpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/yXc9_tsLxko/s320/drops.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288344488798986898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have some more content coming soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-1808453467207001807?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/1808453467207001807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=1808453467207001807' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1808453467207001807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1808453467207001807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SWP5SzDCIpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/yXc9_tsLxko/s72-c/drops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-185460255813604182</id><published>2008-12-26T21:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:32:23.781-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade XIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SVWXp8a725I/AAAAAAAAAFU/AECDMEml87Y/s1600-h/bathbrush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SVWXp8a725I/AAAAAAAAAFU/AECDMEml87Y/s320/bathbrush.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284296484638677906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a new bath brush I bought recently. I got it at one of the bath places in the mall. I couldn't pass it up...it's hard to find good wood brushes it seems.  For some reason in '08 I didn't see a bath brush I didn't want to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one has a long handle, about 16 inches and a big round 'business end'. It feels pretty sturdy but of course it's not designed for the use I'll have for it. I smacked this thing against my palm and it really resonates. I think just the threat of it will get the attention of a naughty girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The handle is a little too long for over the knee use, but I have experimented and it can be done with care. I'm sure the prospect of bending over for a spanking with this brush will inspire good behavior (at least afterwords). I have to be careful with this one. It is a HUGE difference from my other hairbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had plastic ones that were almost identical but I think wood is just more traditional, ya know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-185460255813604182?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/185460255813604182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=185460255813604182' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/185460255813604182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/185460255813604182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/12/tools-of-trade-xiii.html' title='Tools of the Trade XIII'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SVWXp8a725I/AAAAAAAAAFU/AECDMEml87Y/s72-c/bathbrush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-3833757288713555243</id><published>2008-12-22T20:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:16:16.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>On the Naughty List</title><content type='html'>Who better than Mr. Clause himself would know that a girl is on the wrong list and needs to be corrected right there in the store?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkntDQ7o-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/PleKLdwUX8Y/s1600-h/Mall%252BSanta%252B-%252Banimated.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkntDQ7o-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/PleKLdwUX8Y/s320/Mall%252BSanta%252B-%252Banimated.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294306491874649058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well besides me of course)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-3833757288713555243?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/3833757288713555243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=3833757288713555243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3833757288713555243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3833757288713555243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-naughty-list.html' title='On the Naughty List'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SXkntDQ7o-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/PleKLdwUX8Y/s72-c/Mall%252BSanta%252B-%252Banimated.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-6609754768623367834</id><published>2008-12-19T20:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:18:04.678-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SUxFozAOf6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/S-fGlGh2CXM/s1600-h/Christmastree07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SUxFozAOf6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/S-fGlGh2CXM/s320/Christmastree07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281673030186991522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I began what well may become a Christmas tradition in my spanking life (either that or I'll forget all about it).  I took this picture of my tree decorated with many of my favorite and useful tools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a hoot.  Some called me a nut...some called me obsessed....some called me weird....but NO ONE can call me a Scrooge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I thought I would make the pic a little more interesting by adding a theme.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This season's theme?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SUxFo2NdS7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/_3BfGb2E5BM/s1600-h/christmastree08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SUxFo2NdS7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/_3BfGb2E5BM/s320/christmastree08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281673031047793586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured what the hey....trees are MADE of wood, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-6609754768623367834?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/6609754768623367834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=6609754768623367834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6609754768623367834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6609754768623367834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree...'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SUxFozAOf6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/S-fGlGh2CXM/s72-c/Christmastree07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-2647139851904084008</id><published>2008-12-16T20:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:22:21.158-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Spanking in the News</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nel2ek2JCzs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nel2ek2JCzs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of people probably have seen this already but it's on my Myspace page and I just think it's hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-2647139851904084008?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/2647139851904084008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=2647139851904084008' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/2647139851904084008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/2647139851904084008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/12/spanking-in-news.html' title='Spanking in the News'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-8252544758504463721</id><published>2008-12-13T12:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:28:14.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Bettie Page</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SUP1x9bNtvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/i-2EDnj8RBk/s1600-h/bettie_page_spank01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SUP1x9bNtvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/i-2EDnj8RBk/s320/bettie_page_spank01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279333426859456242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think of Bettie Page as someone who brought the fetish world out of the shadows and somewhat into the mainstream.  I think she had some of the best spanking pictures out there.  Very artful and erotic and certainly some of the first.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bravo Bettie, and you'll be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Dean Goodman&lt;br /&gt;LOS ANGELES (Reuters) - Bettie Page, one of America's most photographed pin-up girls during the 1950s, died in Los Angeles on Thursday from pneumonia, her agent said. She was 85.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page was a ubiquitous sight during the 1950s, propelled to stardom when she posed for Playboy as Miss January 1955. Soon her image was gracing playing cards, record albums and bedroom posters across the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stopped modeling in 1957, retreated from the public spotlight and turned to religion. She enjoyed a renaissance of sorts in the 1980s, as a new generation of fans became obsessed with her legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her agent, Mark Roesler, said Page was admitted to a Los Angeles-area hospital four weeks ago. She never regained consciousness after suffering a heart attack earlier this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her dark bangs, alluring blue-gray eyes and wide smile, Page cultivated an innocent girl-next-door persona. The one-time school teacher was nice, but clearly also naughty. Some of her photos featured spanking and bondage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bettie Page embodied the stereotypical wholesomeness of the Fifties and the hidden sexuality straining beneath the surface," authors Karen Essex and James L. Swanson wrote in their 1996 book "Bettie Page: The Life of a Pin-Up Legend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page professed to be mystified by all the attention, saying she never felt particularly attractive and had to wear a lot of makeup to cover up her large pores. After she found God, she was initially ashamed of having posed nude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(B)ut now most of the money I've got is because I posed in the nude," she told Playboy last year. "So I'm not ashamed of it now, but I still don't understand it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bettie Mae Page was born on April 22, 1923, in Nashville, one of six children. She and two sisters were sent to an orphanage after her father went to jail and her mother could not cope on her own. Page later described her father as "a sex fiend" who started sexually molesting her when she was 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page, armed with an arts degree with Peabody College in Nashville, did her first modeling work in the 1940s after moving to San Francisco with the first of her three husbands. After they divorced in 1947, she pursued modeling in New York. Photos from a shoot with Miami photographer Bunny Yeager ended up in the pages of Playboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The layout featured Page winking at the camera wearing only a Santa hat as she decorated a Christmas tree. Playboy founder Hugh Hefner described it as "a milestone in the history of the magazine," which he had founded less than two years earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in life, Page was furious that Yeager made a fortune from the photos and never compensated her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some American lawmakers were not as impressed with her modeling abilities. Page was served with a subpoena to appear before U.S. Senate investigators trying to discover a link between juvenile delinquency and pornography. Page never appeared. Soon after, she completely disappeared from the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two other brief marriages failed, Page battled acute schizophrenia beginning in the early 1970s. Her comeback gathered momentum with the 1991 movie "The Rocketeer," based on a comic book where the hero's girlfriend was Page. Fan clubs and websites proliferated, and Page made a good living signing memorabilia at conventions. On the rare occasions that she gave interviews, she insisted that she not be photographed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page had no children. There was no immediate information about funeral plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-8252544758504463721?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/8252544758504463721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=8252544758504463721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8252544758504463721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8252544758504463721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/12/rip-bettie-page.html' title='RIP Bettie Page'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SUP1x9bNtvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/i-2EDnj8RBk/s72-c/bettie_page_spank01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-5805517575946102525</id><published>2008-12-12T20:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:23:43.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade VII 1/2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SUMVkoSYTBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/462w4CG2ltE/s1600-h/schoolholes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SUMVkoSYTBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/462w4CG2ltE/s320/schoolholes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279086907242335250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my other school paddle. It has the same dimensions as the first one I posted about but the holes make it more formidable. The holes cut down on wind resistance and allow a faster swing. They also make it look more serious which can focus someone's attention on their behavior. A big part of discipline is mental, so sometimes you need an implement that gets the naughty one thinking about the reasons for the punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use this one on a clothed bottom because it can be pretty harsh. The holes are beveled but this paddle can still make a very strong statement on the bottom of a naughty girl. This paddle is for no nonsense discipline when used with determination.  Or with a lighter touch it can be a good role play tool as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's useful when the regular school paddle just isn't sinking in....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-5805517575946102525?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/5805517575946102525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=5805517575946102525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5805517575946102525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5805517575946102525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/12/tools-of-trade-vii-12.html' title='Tools of the Trade VII 1/2'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SUMVkoSYTBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/462w4CG2ltE/s72-c/schoolholes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-3209912520576324616</id><published>2008-12-08T18:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:27:47.911-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade XII</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ST23elC4oHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vKkU8uCz4vQ/s1600-h/PICT1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ST23elC4oHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vKkU8uCz4vQ/s320/PICT1999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277576074316259442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A belt whuppin' is one of the most traditional methods of corporal punishment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belt is a good tool for a number of reasons. For one, it's always available. It's right there on my hip and ready for use when needed. In fact just reaching for my belt buckle can have a positive effect on a young lady's attitude. You need something to hold your pants up, and a thick leather belt is a perfect way to always have a helper available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I travel a lot and it's good to have a spanking implement that is an everyday object. I can bring it on the plane and not have to worry about it being noticed. It doesn't scream 'Spanking Implement' like a paddle does so it slides right by without a second thought. Even when I don't bring any tools on a trip, I always have my belt available...just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also is very effective. There is a reason the belt is a time-honored implement of correction. It gives a good solid stinging sensation and also makes a sound that gets someone's attention. A leather belt is supple enough to give a sound spanking but not give the thud of a big paddle. There is definitely an aura about the belt which adds to its effectiveness. "Do I need to take my belt off?" is a question that tends to send shivers and engenders cooperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all the belt is a great, domestic type tool. And the worried look on the face of a naughty girl when I reach for my belt tells me it's a formidable instrument of discipline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-3209912520576324616?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/3209912520576324616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=3209912520576324616' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3209912520576324616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3209912520576324616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/12/tools-of-trade-xii.html' title='Tools of the Trade XII'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/ST23elC4oHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vKkU8uCz4vQ/s72-c/PICT1999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-6648114462757240236</id><published>2008-12-03T21:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:14:55.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>The Funniest Spanking Cartoon Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/STdBgZWinLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PfvI9zu22hg/s1600-h/spank_toon_00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/STdBgZWinLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PfvI9zu22hg/s320/spank_toon_00007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275757513304874162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-6648114462757240236?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/6648114462757240236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=6648114462757240236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6648114462757240236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6648114462757240236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/12/funniest-spanking-cartoon-ever.html' title='The Funniest Spanking Cartoon Ever'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/STdBgZWinLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PfvI9zu22hg/s72-c/spank_toon_00007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-1345434096485666637</id><published>2008-12-01T18:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:27:47.911-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade XI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/STR95LvzFOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/b-Aer67WGAY/s1600-h/31LR6AFZPhL__SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/STR95LvzFOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/b-Aer67WGAY/s320/31LR6AFZPhL__SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274979484916978914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One my good friends recently commented on Apple Paddle post and mentioned that a little hand would be cuter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my next Tool to be featured is my handy crop.  It is very light and well balanced.  It is actually quite easy to control and you can focus a good pop right where you want it.  It's kind of a lighter implement, but if you flick the wrist just right you can make nice sting.  The nylon shaft can also be used as a cane-type item if you want to go that way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the little hand at the end is pretty neat.  Though I have not really been able to leave a good little hand print on the bottom.  That would probably take some practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any volunteers out there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-1345434096485666637?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/1345434096485666637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=1345434096485666637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1345434096485666637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1345434096485666637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/12/tools-of-trade-xi.html' title='Tools of the Trade XI'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/STR95LvzFOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/b-Aer67WGAY/s72-c/31LR6AFZPhL__SL500_AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-2248908156498785631</id><published>2008-11-29T20:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:35:09.863-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Overdue Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/STHxPqrwrvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_YDngTRyCjA/s1600-h/HPIM0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/STHxPqrwrvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_YDngTRyCjA/s320/HPIM0248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274261890085727986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes of cornertime I called her out.  She was learning a lesson but more was need to make it memorable.We had spoken about a good punishment for the teeth thing but I don’t know if she believed me.  I marched her to the bathroom with her panties at her ankles.  She stood with a nervous expression as I took a fresh bar of dial out of the package and told her she needed to learn the hard way. I lather up the soap and pushed it in and out of her mouth.  After a few minutes I ran some more water, re lathered and put it back in.  I had her hold the soap for a few minutes as I smacked her bare bottom with my hand as I scolded her.   I suggested that toothpaste probably tasted better than this and was a better option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She tried to talk but it was hard to understand.  At one point thought I heard a ‘fuck’ come out oof her mouth and I reminded Mary this was not a good time to swear at me.  She agreed and assured me she hadn’t.  I mentioned that she could be brushing her teeth with the soap, she needed to watch her mouth and follow directions at this point.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple moments to rinse etc., I had her bend over the school desk in the classic paddling position.  Legs straight, bottom out, feet shoulder-length apart.  I took the rubber paddle and gave her about 25 smacks with that all over her bottom.  She is not a fan of this tool and made her displeasure known.  Then about 10with the large wood hairbrush, alternating cheeks.  This thing packs a real wallop and I could tell she was feeling them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  had her replace her jeans and bend back over.  12 swats with the school paddle was to be the icing on the cake, so to speak.  Swats 1-3 were moderate and number 4 was pretty hard.  On number 5 I noticed there was a crack in the wood and by 12 the paddle was almost in 2 pieces.  So the last several had to be done lightly, but the message had been sent.  Promises to behave better were given and the punishment was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hated the thought of the paddle being left half-broken so in a playful session she bent back over and 3 whacks later it broke completely in 2.  This paddle is actually hers and she had left it with me since it was just more convenient.  It seems appropriate it was broken on her backside LOL.  We played a bit more with her getting some more with my own school paddle, since she was very interested in trying out the desk some more.  She left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note…this paddle broke along a grain in the wood.  I really didn’t swing all that hard.  Really.  Not all the whacks, anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-2248908156498785631?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/2248908156498785631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=2248908156498785631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/2248908156498785631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/2248908156498785631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/11/overdue-part-2.html' title='Overdue Part 2'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/STHxPqrwrvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_YDngTRyCjA/s72-c/HPIM0248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-5127909836373046697</id><published>2008-11-26T23:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:29:01.979-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>NAUGHTY TURKEY</title><content type='html'>I thought this was cute in honor of the Holiday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9-gvDvpAGE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9-gvDvpAGE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-5127909836373046697?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/5127909836373046697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=5127909836373046697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5127909836373046697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5127909836373046697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/11/naughty-turkey.html' title='NAUGHTY TURKEY'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-1624761069713238742</id><published>2008-11-26T18:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:16:09.866-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Speaking of Ping Pong Paddles....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SS3ZeNPBxbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FkD3DSGGD68/s1600-h/apple.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273109851692713394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SS3ZeNPBxbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FkD3DSGGD68/s320/apple.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone saw my recent post on one of my Tools and sent me this interesting pic of a tricked-out paddle. Of course, I'm a PC user so I'd have to come up with a different design.  Any suggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can read more about it here.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aboutcolonblank.com/2008/09/24/make-your-own-apple-spanking-paddle/"&gt;http://www.aboutcolonblank.com/2008/09/24/make-your-own-apple-spanking-paddle/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-1624761069713238742?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/1624761069713238742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=1624761069713238742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1624761069713238742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1624761069713238742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/11/speaking-of-ping-pong-paddles.html' title='Speaking of Ping Pong Paddles....'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SS3ZeNPBxbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FkD3DSGGD68/s72-c/apple.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-4965062377674154575</id><published>2008-11-21T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:26:01.121-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Months Overdue - Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SSduIcXGbeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FLxwSkit_zU/s1600-h/Meredith.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271302980191546850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SSduIcXGbeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FLxwSkit_zU/s320/Meredith.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary is a girl I have been meeting with since the Spring of this year. She is a graduate student at a local university and is quite intelligent, especially about academic matters. However sometimes the more mundane details of life get away from her and she needs a discipline session to get her attention. Almost like an absent-minded professor type situation, I guess you’d say. She is 25 years old and comes from very permissive parents meaning she was brand new to the experience of punishment and discipline prior to meeting me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day she came over to atone for a list of naughtiness. Mainly for not keeping up with her housekeeping and getting a lot of parking tickets. She also has a problem with forgetting to brush her teeth. We had not met in about a month and the last time was more of a stress-release thing. This was her first true discipline in about 2 months. She was overdue.&lt;br /&gt;I scolded her about her lack of attention to some basic details of everyday living. Racking up a bunch of parking tickets, not staying current with emails, her house was a mess and she had been neglecting her hygiene. I asked if a very sound spanking would help her remember in the future. She had to agree it would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in my wooden chair and took her over my knee. I began to spank her lightly all over the seat of her jeans. I began to get more firm with the spanks after a few minutes. I wanted her to get a nice warm up, since she needs a harder spanking than most. I ordered her to stand and drop her jeans. She just stepped out of them and I took her back OTK. I began to really warm up her panties as the hand spanking progressed. I alternated between a flury of lighter to moderate spanks with a few very hard ones which got her to react a little bit. I asked if she remembered now what a spanking was like. Yes sir she did. I pulled the panties down to her knees and waited a moment, letting the exposure sink in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a very good spanking on the bare until her entire hind area was nice and red and I could tell the stinging was setting in. I stood her up and sent her to the corner, hands on her head to think a moment. While she stood there I got out my leather paddle and a small wood paddle, similar to a hairbrush. Back over my knee Mary felt the leather paddle really warm her bottom and I punctuated my scolding with some especially hard whacks at the base of her bottom. Then I gave her a good, sound spanking with the wood paddle. This really had her moving around and squirming. I even had a few grunts and gasps on some of the hard whacks.&lt;br /&gt;I asked about the parking tickets. She hadn’t gotten any ‘this week’ and she ‘thought’ she had paid them all off. I encouraged her to make sure as we continued the discussion. It also came out that she had had a small party 2 weeks prior and had not completely cleaned up yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However I was assured anything that would spoil was cleaned immediately. As I spanked her some more, I was given a promise to clean up completely that night. (one day I really need to make a visit for an inspection) Her bottom was now very warm and getting bright red. I gave several solid whacks to her sit spots to make sure it stuck and a couple lighter ones to her upper thighs. Back to the corner she went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-4965062377674154575?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/4965062377674154575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=4965062377674154575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4965062377674154575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4965062377674154575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/11/months-overdue-story.html' title='Months Overdue - Story'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SSduIcXGbeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FLxwSkit_zU/s72-c/Meredith.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-2832550210583196297</id><published>2008-11-19T23:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:27:47.912-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade X</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SSTsi2wYQpI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kheKALvVYwc/s1600-h/pingpong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270597547488461458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SSTsi2wYQpI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kheKALvVYwc/s320/pingpong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my trusty ping pong paddle (or table tennis bat to some). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is one of my all-time favorites. It is thin and gives a good sting but doesn't leave nasty bruises. It is very good for over the knee spanking because it's compact. It can also cover most of a cheek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like these because they are pretty easily available. Lots of people have these hanging around and it doesn't scream 'spanking implement'. Well it does for people like me :) but not so much for the vanilla world. They are also pretty cheap and easy to find in walmart, kmarts etc when you're in a pinch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just something special about an implement that is found in many homes and lives a non-spanking life until grabbed by a determined discipliner. Just screams domestic discipline to me. Think of how many spankers over the years who have grabbed one from the 'rumpus room' to deal with a bad attitude or saucy mouth. I use it a lot, especially early in a spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can also leave some interesting patterns on the bottom due to the rubber covering. The bumpy feel of it rubbed across the flesh prior to a smack can really wake up the spankee and build anticipation :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-2832550210583196297?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/2832550210583196297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=2832550210583196297' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/2832550210583196297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/2832550210583196297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/11/tools-of-trade-x.html' title='Tools of the Trade X'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SSTsi2wYQpI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kheKALvVYwc/s72-c/pingpong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-6186003229808321888</id><published>2008-11-15T22:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:36:45.738-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Role Play Stories'/><title type='text'>School Desk 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SR-UUQxKYxI/AAAAAAAAADs/nD6b31M1hdA/s1600-h/HPIM0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269093164866233106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SR-UUQxKYxI/AAAAAAAAADs/nD6b31M1hdA/s320/HPIM0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it was in fact a wince as she sat down to finish out her detention sitting on a sore tush. Miss O'Bryan was no stranger to school CP and she never wanted to admit it got to her, even if her demeanor and improved behavior proved otherwise. "Now young lady, if you can follow the rules for the rest of the day this punishment is over." "I will, sir, I promise." "Good, now let me just make a call to your home and this matter will be closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That got a definite wince….and a gulp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat's guardian was waiting for her as she came home. "Ummm, hi." She said a little nervously. "Good afternoon, how was school?" "Oh, fine." I tired of the verbal play and came out with it. "OK young lady, what is this I hear about you getting punished at school?" She began to argue, but knew the jig was up. "Well I got caught reading in detention and got spanked with a ruler….." I stared at her a moment. "And, um got paddled by the headmaster as well." She said looking down. "What were you reading?" "Just a magazine" "Uh huh, I heard it was a Cosmo." "Everyone reads those!" "Not proper young ladies. Especially not at school. You know what I promised you if you got spanked at school again, don't you." Kat gently nodded and looked away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took her hand and pulled her to my side as I sat on the bed. Over my knee she went and I positioned her so that her naughty bottom was in perfect range of my palm. I flipped up her short plaid skirt and rested my hand on her panties. "What do I need to do to get your attention?" I began spanking her briskly on the seat of her underwear and soon I could see pink cheeks shining out from around the edges of the cotton knickers. I didn't notice any major marks from the paddle or ruler. Apparently they are way too lenient at this school when it comes to disciplining a misbehaving girl. Down came her panties as I set about remedying this.&lt;br /&gt;I gave Kat a good 3 to 4 minute sound spanking on her bare bottom, careful to cover every inch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was done I could see a nice red shade all around and could feel the heat radiating off her baked buns. I stood her up. "I hope we're getting somewhere". "Oh, you are…I'll never get into trouble at school again" I was not convinced as I had heard that multiple times before. I told her it was time to make sure and ordered her to lie face down on the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Noooooo, I'll be good." "Now young lady or we'll do this every night this week." Without any choice she lay bottom up on the bed. I walked up next to her face to be sure she saw me remove my belt. I did so slowly for the effect to sink in. I lifted her skirt back up and doubled up the leather. "Ok, 12 swats with the belt…count the out loud." SMACK…one, SMACK,,,,ooooh two. I continued the count up to 12 and made sure to spread the stripes around. When I was done I could see a very red bottom and again felt the heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now you are to stay in your room the rest of the night and think about your behavior at school." I walked out and smiled…what a fun scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-6186003229808321888?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/6186003229808321888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=6186003229808321888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6186003229808321888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/6186003229808321888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/11/school-desk-3.html' title='School Desk 3'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SR-UUQxKYxI/AAAAAAAAADs/nD6b31M1hdA/s72-c/HPIM0236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-5805318503140698912</id><published>2008-11-11T19:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:29:01.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>L O L !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRohCFyqrEI/AAAAAAAAADk/zhPsmz2kqxY/s1600-h/otkmask4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267559033961360450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRohCFyqrEI/AAAAAAAAADk/zhPsmz2kqxY/s320/otkmask4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No I'm not laughing out loud this time. LOL stands for Love Our Lurkers. It's a program put together by Bonnie over at &lt;a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. The idea is to encourage those who lurk and read the various spanking blogs to step up and make a comment or 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though this blog is fairly new, I know I have some lurkers out there somewhere (heck I went over 1000 hits today). Not everyone has the interest in having their own blog, but there are plenty of enthusiasts who love to read about others thoughts and experiences. Lurking in the shadows, hoping for pictures...you know who you are ;)  Seriously though, I appreciate anyone reading and know some people are just a little shy about commenting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So give it a shot and comment either on this entry or a past one. You can even be anonymous if you want; but you get bonus points for letting me know who you are. What are these bonus points worth you might ask? Well lets just say there is a certain brat with another blog who has a date with Tool number III based on the success of this promotion. Or if my blog doesn't do it for you, comment on one of my favorites listed on the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just think it's a great way for those of us spanko-types to build a little community and get some talk going about our favorite topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-5805318503140698912?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/5805318503140698912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=5805318503140698912' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5805318503140698912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5805318503140698912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/11/l-o-l.html' title='L O L !!'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRohCFyqrEI/AAAAAAAAADk/zhPsmz2kqxY/s72-c/otkmask4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-7152810896786907463</id><published>2008-11-10T21:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:34:20.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade IX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRjvbKj_TdI/AAAAAAAAADU/1f57jJv0mWc/s1600-h/rubberstrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267223014180605394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRjvbKj_TdI/AAAAAAAAADU/1f57jJv0mWc/s320/rubberstrap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my rubber strap. It's basically a thin piece of rubber that has been shaped into a strap shape. It's homemade and was given to me at a spanking party. It doesn't seem like much but it really builds a fire in the caboose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most spankees start reacting almost immediately. It is good because its fairly quiet and doesn't cause much marking. Well it will make a bottom nice and red but not usually bruises. It's the first rubber item I ever got and I'm still quite fond of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not all that big and is easily used in the OTK position unlike some of the large prison type rubber straps that are available. Not saying I wouldn't get one of those, but I generally prefer the good ole over the knee style tools.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of times it's tough to get a good swat with this one because of all the wriggling and twisting related to it. A very effective implement. It rolls up and is easy to hide when necessary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-7152810896786907463?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/7152810896786907463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=7152810896786907463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7152810896786907463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7152810896786907463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-my-rubber-strap.html' title='Tools of the Trade IX'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRjvbKj_TdI/AAAAAAAAADU/1f57jJv0mWc/s72-c/rubberstrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-5590754439484774875</id><published>2008-11-07T20:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:36:45.739-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Role Play Stories'/><title type='text'>School Desk 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRTqpiU5DwI/AAAAAAAAADM/c0tDrSyu-OM/s1600-h/HPIM0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266091863612919554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRTqpiU5DwI/AAAAAAAAADM/c0tDrSyu-OM/s320/HPIM0191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part II&lt;br /&gt;"Why it's Miss Obryan in the corner. I wish I could say that is a surprise. Young lady why are you in time out?" She hesitated a moment before realizing that stalling or lying would make her situation worse. "Well, I, uh, got caught reading a magazine in detention." "Oh, well that is rather minor for you. And what happened?" "I got spanked with the ruler." At first the headmaster thought that was more than adequate punishment until he noticed the actual magazine on the desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, well, well what do we have here? A very inappropriate magazine indeed. Miss Obryan you just cannot keep out of trouble can you?" "It's just a magazine!" she said again to deaf ears. The headmaster went on to list her various transgressions this quarter and to remind her that he gave her a break by just giving her detention for this one. Since she had blatently disrespected the detention room, now she was getting the Senior Paddle. "Oh no." "Yes Miss Obryan, I gave you a chance and you blew it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Publikk took the wooden school paddle with holes and directed her to the desk. "20 swats this time, since you got off lightly in the first place." Kat had no choice but to comply. Her bottom already stung, she couldn't take the chance of making it worse.&lt;br /&gt;He immediately raised her skirt and aimed the paddle on the fleshiest parts of her cheeks, patting her pantied bottom lightly as he measured his aim. She was ordered to count them out. Smack! 'One' Smack! 'Two'... By five she was squirming a bit and he made sure numbers 8 and 10 were real zingers. Kat held her position, even though it was a struggle. "Ok Miss Obryan how many was that?" "10 sir." "And how many to go" "10 more, ugh." "Yes and since you have been such a bad girl lately, these last 10 will be on the bare." "Oh no, please!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The administrator disregarded her pleas and shucked her cute Victoria Secret undies right to her knees. After admiring the view of her pink cheeks, he steeled himself to finish the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Smack! 11, Smack 12, ugh! After the number 20 was reached he stood her up and scolder her sternly. Kat was informed in no uncertain terms that any more problems this year would be dealt with via strict corporal punishment. This would go along with any loss of priveldges or detention that came along with the offense. What's more...all swats would be bare bottom and her modesty would not be considered. "Is that understood my dear?" "Yes sir, crystal clear." There was no hint of smart mouth in her response. She was allowed to replace her underthings and had to sit back down on the hard wood desk to serve out her detention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that a wince as she sat down??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-5590754439484774875?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/5590754439484774875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=5590754439484774875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5590754439484774875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5590754439484774875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/11/school-desk-2.html' title='School Desk 2'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRTqpiU5DwI/AAAAAAAAADM/c0tDrSyu-OM/s72-c/HPIM0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-7824238714952507062</id><published>2008-11-04T19:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:34:20.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade VIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRDtyf2VOwI/AAAAAAAAADE/UKNpkBM_y94/s1600-h/ruler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264969416194734850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRDtyf2VOwI/AAAAAAAAADE/UKNpkBM_y94/s320/ruler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my spanking ruler. It's not a real measuring device, instead it was specifically designed to smack a bottom. It's a little thicker than a regular ruler and is just about a foot long. It has been coated with several layers of sealant. That's important for real use because a typical ruler can be very prone to splintering; and no one wants that. The edges have been smothed and coated plus the extra thickness gives it strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives a good bite because it concentrates the sting to a narrow band. I'd like one that is longer so I could reach both cheeks at once, but this is nice for lighter use. It is very effective on the undercurve of the bottom and the crease between the cheeks and upper thighs. I can aim very precisely with this implement. Excellent for a school-type scene and it makes a nice crack when I smack it into my palm as a lead in to the spanking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-7824238714952507062?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/7824238714952507062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=7824238714952507062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7824238714952507062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7824238714952507062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/11/tools-of-trade-vi.html' title='Tools of the Trade VIII'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SRDtyf2VOwI/AAAAAAAAADE/UKNpkBM_y94/s72-c/ruler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-3947877478211752025</id><published>2008-11-02T00:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:36:45.739-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Role Play Stories'/><title type='text'>The School Desk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQ0tQYVePUI/AAAAAAAAACk/MG6YaBNz74Q/s1600-h/HPIM0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263913298899647810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQ0tQYVePUI/AAAAAAAAACk/MG6YaBNz74Q/s320/HPIM0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is of a  very naughty schoolgirl about to be spanked over her desk for breaking the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of a roleplay, but for this girl's bottom...it was very real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat O'Bryan was sent to detention for misbehaving (again) and was expected to sit at her desk and get caught up with her school work. She arrived with some books and a bit of an attitude. I could tell she didn't want to be there, but she could only blame herself and her poor behavior.&lt;br /&gt;Things began quietly enough, with her seemingly content to sit and read to herself. All that changed when I walked by and I could see that she wasn't really reading her school book. If you look closely she is actually reading a magazine stashed away behind her actual book. This is a definite no no in detention! Enough to get her a stern talking-to and have the magazine taken away. Perhaps an extra hour of detention time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon closer inspection... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is reading... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQ0tQpKMfuI/AAAAAAAAACs/LEQx9MOF-Xs/s1600-h/HPIM0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263913303415750370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQ0tQpKMfuI/AAAAAAAAACs/LEQx9MOF-Xs/s320/HPIM0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Cosmo magazine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only is that completely improper behavior for a young lady, that sort of thing is not even allowed in this school. Much less during detention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Kat most sternly what she had behind the book. She gives me an innocent look like she couldn't do anything wrong and asks me whatever do I mean? "I mean the pseudo-pornographic magazine you have there" I said as I pulled out the offending periodical. The large print on the top said 'Super Sex Secrets'......gasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Absolutely unacceptable behavior for a young lady in this academy Miss O'Bryan. This infraction will require discipline." Her eyes opened wide and she said "It's just a magazine" . I explained that it is a very improper magazine and below our standards. I grabbed the ruler and told her to rise. She did so slowly and began to plead "Please, Sir...it's just a magazine, I was bored." I told her I would fix her boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I instructed her to bend over the desk and keep her position. She was going to get 20 swats with the ruler. "Whatever" Kat mumbled as she took her position in a huff. "Ok, now it's 25...any more commentary?" "No sir" she said and resigned herself to her fate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQ0tRDRxr1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/4ochTFrVYOs/s1600-h/HPIM0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263913310426869586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQ0tRDRxr1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/4ochTFrVYOs/s320/HPIM0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first 5 on her short skirt it was obvious that these smacks were not getting through. So the plaid skirt was lifted and the next 20 were on her regulation white cotton bikini underwear. I had her count out the last 10. She stood and rubbed her behind through her skirt. "I don't want to see anything like this in school again, young lady." "No sir, you won't." I sent her to the corner, hands on her head to seal the lesson as I continued to lecture her on proper decorum in the detetention room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQ0tQ3lu32I/AAAAAAAAAC0/4Je3VNWEGGk/s1600-h/HPIM0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263913307289345890" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQ0tQ3lu32I/AAAAAAAAAC0/4Je3VNWEGGk/s320/HPIM0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few minutes later the headmaster, Mr Publikk, entered the room. (I love playing multiple roles in a scene)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-3947877478211752025?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/3947877478211752025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=3947877478211752025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3947877478211752025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3947877478211752025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/11/school-desk.html' title='The School Desk'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQ0tQYVePUI/AAAAAAAAACk/MG6YaBNz74Q/s72-c/HPIM0206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-3242753470892899486</id><published>2008-10-30T18:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:48:06.864-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Halloween Spanking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQo5eE0ukaI/AAAAAAAAACI/2BZvz3QikhE/s1600-h/wlpumpkin_0.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263082303389602210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQo5eE0ukaI/AAAAAAAAACI/2BZvz3QikhE/s320/wlpumpkin_0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if anyone have any interesting spanking stories from Halloween? It's one of my favorite holidays because for one day, spanking is accepted as almost mainstream. You can be a naughty school girl or a strict principal with a paddle and people just laugh. It's also a good time to float the idea of spanking to a vanilla type to see if there is any interest without completely outing yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 years ago my then girlfriend and I planned to go to a Halloween party as a matched set. She was going to be a catholic schoolgirl with the plaid skirt and I was going to be a ruler-toting nun. Hey you have to admit there is something sexy about a cigar smoking nun who needs a shave spanking girls with a wooden stick. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we had a wardrobe malfunction a few hours before the party. She was shortening the plaid skirt we picked up at the Salvation Army (she was going to be very naughty, you see) and ended up tearing it and going too far. There wasn't enough to salvage. Luckily we had also bought a leopard skin skirt at the same time (also short) so she ended up going as a lady of the evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still the nun but left the ruler at home. I guess it would still work for a nun to scold and spank a hussy for her poor conduct but somehow the magic had been lost with the school skirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have any spanky halloween stories to share?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-3242753470892899486?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/3242753470892899486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=3242753470892899486' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3242753470892899486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/3242753470892899486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-spanking.html' title='Halloween Spanking?'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQo5eE0ukaI/AAAAAAAAACI/2BZvz3QikhE/s72-c/wlpumpkin_0.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-7240018083959354547</id><published>2008-10-28T20:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:27:47.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade VII</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQey9E9hD7I/AAAAAAAAACA/S4sGqkTohFc/s1600-h/892c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262371451979239346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQey9E9hD7I/AAAAAAAAACA/S4sGqkTohFc/s320/892c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of my wooden school paddles. I have another that is identical except it has holes. This one is fairly thick and is a formidable instrument of discipline. I usually use it over jeans (just like in school), because it can be a harsh implement if not used with care. I think it's almost too big to use on the bare unless it is used lightly. It's very important to aim a paddle like this to the lower part of the cheeks where the most padding is. Interestingly this is also the part of your butt that you use to sit :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm very into school paddling so this is a favorite for me. I don't role play an awful lot, but school scenes really appeal to me. So this type of paddle is perfect. In a playful setting you can build a good sting without hitting super hard. Just holding it in my hand tends to focus the attention on the girl who has a date with it.&lt;br /&gt;For punishment purposes, this tool can really send a message. I will use it at the end of a longer punishment so that the lesson will be remembered. In those situations it will be very hard on the clothed bottom or a little less on the panties. You don't need a lot of swats with this beauty to know you got spanked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-7240018083959354547?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/7240018083959354547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=7240018083959354547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7240018083959354547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7240018083959354547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/10/tools-of-trade-vii.html' title='Tools of the Trade VII'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQey9E9hD7I/AAAAAAAAACA/S4sGqkTohFc/s72-c/892c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-7940150689488143045</id><published>2008-10-27T20:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:27:47.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade VI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQZg118AF3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/R3MMozQWOKA/s1600-h/LeatherStinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261999692757079922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQZg118AF3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/R3MMozQWOKA/s320/LeatherStinger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my small leather strap. It's kind of thin and short. It's not good for a real hard punishment type strappings, but more for a lighter warm up style. Though when applied with vigor it delivers a real sting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's short I can use it OTK and still keep control of it, which is important with a strap. The flexibility of them can cause them to get away from you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's small and thin it can also be used to pinpoint some smacks on the sensitive bottom-thigh junction, and other more delicate areas. These always seem to cause a reaction :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-7940150689488143045?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/7940150689488143045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=7940150689488143045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7940150689488143045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/7940150689488143045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/10/tools-of-trade-vi.html' title='Tools of the Trade VI'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQZg118AF3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/R3MMozQWOKA/s72-c/LeatherStinger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-4171145390149789055</id><published>2008-10-26T10:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:03:14.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>A Story I Should Have Finished Long Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQSFw2fz2RI/AAAAAAAAABw/DZiPAKb4imM/s1600-h/sweets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261477338984732946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQSFw2fz2RI/AAAAAAAAABw/DZiPAKb4imM/s320/sweets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweets for the Sweet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley was a naughty girl. Not a bad girl really, because she was trying to do better with her issues. She truly wanted to do better and not break so many of the rules. The rules she had said she needed to follow and the ones I was helping to enforce. She was making progress but still needed my help. She was basically a nice, sweet person but this week she had been a very naughty girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley had been disciplined by me before for a variety of reasons. She kept a log of her sins and handed it to me at the beginning of our sessions so that she could be properly punished for not meeting the expectations she and I had set forth. The list had been getting progressively smaller with each visit but today she needed to answer for the biggest thing on the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the things on her demerit list were fairly minor and somewhat common for a girl that had been left to wander without consistent discipline. Speeding, lateness to work, swearing, paying bills late. Things that needed attention and the discipline was helping. But this time Haley had violated her promise not to touch sweets. It was not a weight issue, though she had considered a diet before, it was that she had a medical condition that caused her to pass out if she ate sweets. She had been told by her doctors for years to avoid them and for the most part she ate sugar-free candy etc. However this time she had eaten half a box of regular cookies and nearly lost consciousness, almost driving off the road. This was unacceptable and dangerous. Today was going to be Haley’s most serious discipline to date. I didn’t know if she was testing my resolve to deal with her behavior or if she just couldn’t resist them in the store. It really did not matter right then. I had to send a message that she was not going to risk her life as long as I had anything to do with it and I was about to do a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked to the door of her home and found that it was unlocked. I entered and surveyed the room. To my pleasure it was prepared exactly how I had instructed. The windows were closed and drapes drawn. The middle of the room was clear of furniture except for one important feature, a kitchen chair in the center. On the seat of the chair were a plastic paddle, a long ruler and a notebook, a brat’s punishment log. The brat that had prepared it was standing obediently in the corner. She had not turned around since I came into the room. Either Haley was learning or she was smart enough to know she was in big trouble this time. I smiled and picked up her list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Young lady, why are you standing in the corner?”, I demanded. “Because I deserve to be punished.” “Yes you do, don’t you?” “Yes sir, I do.” “You have been very bad this time Haley, haven’t you?” I could see her fidgeting in the corner, trying to hold still. “Yeah, I guess.” “You guess or you know!” I scolded a little louder now to make my point. Haley jumped a bit and said “y - yes I know I have and I’m sorry.” “Nowhere near as sorry as you are going to be my girl, your list is smaller this time but the crimes are much bigger. Especially the little stunt with the cookies”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the chair and told her to come to me immediately. Haley could tell by the look in my face that I wasn’t kidding so she came to right side and looked down at her feet. “You are going to be punished today and you know why, get over my lap.” Haley said nothing and just bent over my knee like the naughty girl she was. I rubbed her bottom for a few seconds as she got comfortable. Then I began her warm up spanking with light to moderate smacks to both buttocks, making sure to spread them around left and right, upper bottom and lower bottom. After several minutes I instructed her to rise and drop her pants. She did as ordered and settled back down over my knee. I began spanking harder now until I could see a pink blush forming at the undersides beneath the borders of her white bikini panties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then reached down and pulled her panties to join her jeans at her knees. Haley wriggled a bit at this, but stayed put. She knew she was in no position to argue. I rubbed her warm bare cheeks and told her that she had been naughty for too long and that now I was going to show her that her destructive behavior was unacceptable. “You deserve this spanking don’t you, young lady?” “Yes sir”. “And this is going to be a very hard lesson for you, do you understand.” “Yes I do”. “I am going to make sure that you remember this every time you sit down for quite some time.” I said and increased the speed and strength of the spanks. Haley just grunted at this and accepted her deserved discipline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had planned a big lesson for her, I knew that a good warm-up was necessary. “Stand up”, she rose to her feet and I directed her over to my left side. Haley looked confused but I cleared that up with my next order “back over”, she knew better than to argue and complied. I spanked her with my left hand several times, then my right, then left again until her entire bottom and upper thighs were beginning to look red. I stood her up and held her arms while I looked into her eyes to be sure she was OK. Her expression betrayed her nervousness but I could tell that she was all right and not shaking or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Go stand in the corner like the naughty girl you are and think about your behavior that earned you this spanking”, I said and gave her a quick swat to get her moving. She waddled to the corner with her pants around her ankles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped for a moment to enjoy the view and to give her a chance to think about the next phase of her punishment. I picked up the list of sins and read through them. It was a shame that even though her list was much shorter than usual, her indiscretion with the cookies had earned her a much more severe discipline session. “Haley Come here” she did and stood before, me her eyes cast down. “Well your list is not too bad except for the obvious problem with the cookies. You're improving and I'm glad that the discipline seems to be working for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;Bend over and put your hands on the seat of the chair". She did and her pink bottom was sticking out as a very inviting target. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First on the list was being late to work, something that had improved since we had been having sessions. The first couple times there were 3 or 4 incidents of lateness, this time there was only one. “Haley it says here you were late to work Wednesday.” “Yes Sir”. “Well last week you were late 3 times and this week only one, that is better but still we cannot have it.” “I know.” she answered quietly. “How late were you?” “Five minutes?” She answered, not quite sure of herself. “Are you sure that is the answer you want to go with?” “Because don’t think I won’t call your boss and act like your husband to find out” “Noooo, please don’t do that....I was, I was 25 minutes late to work sir.” I smiled, well at least my idle threat worked, I wouldn’t actually call her work, but she didn’t need to know that. “ Okay that’s 25 with the plastic paddle” I picked up the blue paddle. It was thin and rather flexible, no doubt coming from a former life as a toy. It was the most effective implement to use on Haley, normally she was very stoic in taking a punishment but this paddle actually got a reaction of out her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMACK, SMACK SMACK I started out hard and fast alternating cheeks. “We have talked about this lateness haven’t we?” SMACK SMACK SMACK “Yes, ouch, we have” SMACK SMACK “And I have punished you for this too haven’t I?” “Yes Sir, ” SMACK SMACK “Now you have done better my girl, only late once this week, but you still need to improve.” SMACK SMACK “ Oh yes sir I know, I won’t be late next week at all, I promise” SMACK SMACK “ You said that about this week” SMACK SMACK “I know sir but I did better a next week I’ll be on time every day, really ouch!” Now I was planting the smacks on her lower bottom cheeks. SMACK SMACK. “If you ever want to considered for a promotion, you must show up on time every day.” “Yes sir and I have learned, I’ll do better Ouch” “Ohh, I mean it, ouch.” The spanks on the lower cheeks were making an impression as she was reacting to the spanks and moving her legs a little, but Haley did not get out of position-she knew better than that. Soon the count was 25 and I stopped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set the paddle down and paced the room a bit to let that sink in. She was clenching her legs a bit and breathing a little heavily. I looked at the list and saw that she had failed to send in the return card for her CD club and had to pay $20 for an album she didn’t even want. I picked up the ruler and rubbed it up and down her expectant cheeks. “Well Haley, I guess you just couldn’t find time to put a check mark on a postcard and mail it back, could you?” “No sir, I meant to but I got busy and...” Haley stopped there because she really didn’t have an excuse and knew the ruler was imminent. “20 for that”, I said and drew my hand back. WHACK, WHACK I began to swat her rump with the ruler starting at the top of her ass and working my way down. The thin strip of wood left district red stripes as I painted her tush. “Are you going procrastinate and buy another CD that you don’t want next month?” “No sir, definitely not, I promise!” When I reached the bottom I made sure to give her 3 firm ones to the underside of her cheeks (a ruler is perfectly shaped for that type of attention) and several on her upper thighs. “Ouch!, Ohhh!” That got her attention. By the time I got to 20 strokes, Hayley was gripping the chair tightly and grimacing-I’m sure that the next response card she received found its way to the mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;I rubbed her buns softly for a minute and felt the heat radiate off of them. I looked at the next item on the list “Speeding and making unsafe passes on way to work Tuesday.” I sighed to myself and thought no wonder she has been on time so much. “Now Haley, driving unsafely to get to work on time is not a good idea is it?” “No sir it’s not.” “It won’t do you much good to be almost to work with time to spare if you hurt yourself on the way”, I scolded as I reached for my belt buckle. I could hear Haley inhale sharply at the sound of my belt coming off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubled up the think leather belt and measured the distance to her fanny. I lay the leather on her glistening behind and informed her that risking her life in any way was not going to be permitted. I swung firmly and planted the first stroke to the center of her buttocks. WHACK WHACK “ooooh” WHACK WHACK I did not bother to scold her for this portion of the lesson. Haley knew that she needed to be more careful in the car and we had agreed that safety related items were the most serious. WHACK WHACK I strapped her about 15 times until her butt was a dark red. “Are you learning a lesson from this?” “Yes... I am. I’ll be more careful, really” she whined. “Okay five more, count them out loud” WHACK “One” WHACK “Two” WHACK “Uhhh.. Three” WHACK “F-Four” I hesitated for a moment and made a big wind up so this stroke would be remembered WHAACKK “Ouch Fiiive, ohh” I watched as her toes almost levitated from the floor at the hardest belt stroke yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay Young lady, now you’ll spend some time in the corner”, I took her arm and led her back to place I found her when I arrived. “Hands on your head, no rubbing” I punctuated this direction with a crisp spank to each cheek. “You stand there and think about what you did wrong and what you got for it. In a few minutes we’ll discuss that box of cookies you just couldn’t resist.” As I said that I snapped the belt against my leg with a satisfying crack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that a shudder I detected?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-4171145390149789055?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/4171145390149789055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=4171145390149789055' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4171145390149789055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4171145390149789055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/10/story-i-should-have-finished-long-ago.html' title='A Story I Should Have Finished Long Ago'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQSFw2fz2RI/AAAAAAAAABw/DZiPAKb4imM/s72-c/sweets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-4736946452149829854</id><published>2008-10-26T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:29:01.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Spanko Quiz</title><content type='html'>I saw this quiz on a Yahoo Group and thought it was interesting. I wish there were more choices for each question but it's kind of fun anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moderate: You are a dedicated spanko who knows what the scene is all about. You pay careful attention to your partners needs, believe strongly in communication, and work hard to make sure that everyone is satisfied. You might believe in the occasional spanking for purposes of domestic discipline, but its just as likely that you spank only for recreation. You can play from mild to severe as long as there is a clear understanding of limits, expectations, and safewords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/users/Invidia/quizzes/"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/users/Invidia/quizzes/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-4736946452149829854?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/4736946452149829854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=4736946452149829854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4736946452149829854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/4736946452149829854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/10/spanko-quiz.html' title='Spanko Quiz'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-8581481445954738548</id><published>2008-10-26T00:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:01:52.014-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Travel Plans '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPuA7RUEXI/AAAAAAAAABk/yg3zKvXZb2o/s1600-h/carspank.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261310489376592242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPuA7RUEXI/AAAAAAAAABk/yg3zKvXZb2o/s320/carspank.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I travel a lot so I thought I'd mention where I'm going soon in the event a naughty lady in these areas would care to chat: &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-South Florida (Lauderdale, WPB, Ft Pierce, Miami)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Montgomery AL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-San Diego general area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-8581481445954738548?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/8581481445954738548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=8581481445954738548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8581481445954738548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8581481445954738548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/10/travel-plans-08_26.html' title='Travel Plans &apos;08'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPuA7RUEXI/AAAAAAAAABk/yg3zKvXZb2o/s72-c/carspank.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-9081730285196982839</id><published>2008-10-25T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:32:21.008-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade V</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPkijjq8pI/AAAAAAAAABM/NjGNvmWcZVQ/s1600-h/11aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261300072010412690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPkijjq8pI/AAAAAAAAABM/NjGNvmWcZVQ/s320/11aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my wooden hairbrush. It's nothing too special, just a standard brush I got at a hair salon supply store. It's small and compact but also delivers a painful swat to the bottom. It has a short handle so it doesn't have the leverage of a bath brush but it's easy to control and I can really give a good spanking with it. A hairbrush tends to combine the sting and thud factors so control is important. This combination usually means I have a squirming girl on my lap and I want something I can easily aim well.&lt;br /&gt;I like it because it's a really traditional implement and it carries with it all the mental and emotional elements of an old-fashioned spanking just like mom used to give! It also looks like a regular household item so it is easy to be discreet with it. I travel a lot on airplanes so this is a good one to bring along. If anything happens it should be overlooked by security. It is rarely overlooked by the naughty girl who happens to gain its attention however.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-9081730285196982839?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/9081730285196982839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=9081730285196982839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/9081730285196982839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/9081730285196982839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/10/tools-of-trade-v.html' title='Tools of the Trade V'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPkijjq8pI/AAAAAAAAABM/NjGNvmWcZVQ/s72-c/11aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-1194578453428018787</id><published>2008-10-25T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:09:21.766-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPfTckneYI/AAAAAAAAABA/tGZwT-xbtUw/s1600-h/reddeath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261294314879154562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPfTckneYI/AAAAAAAAABA/tGZwT-xbtUw/s320/reddeath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my lightweight wooden paddle which I have nicknamed 'Red Death'. I came up with this nickname based on the reaction I get from pretty much every girl I've ever spanked with it. These reactions run from the physical: wriggling, bucking, kicking etc; to the verbal: 'please not that one', 'I don't deserve THAT' etc; to the non-verbal: pleading eyes, backing away, covering the bottom etc.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't seem like much, only about 14 inches long and rather thin. When you pick it up you can barely feel the weight. But the sting it produces is quite impressive. I've been told it's similar to a hairbrush without the 'thud'. It warms the bottom very quickly and leaves a lasting impression. I use it in punishment much more than play. The handle is long enough to use for a bent-over paddling but short enough to use OTK, which is how I usually employ it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-1194578453428018787?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/1194578453428018787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=1194578453428018787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1194578453428018787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1194578453428018787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/10/tools-of-trade-iv.html' title='Tools of the Trade IV'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPfTckneYI/AAAAAAAAABA/tGZwT-xbtUw/s72-c/reddeath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-8775557407809487484</id><published>2008-10-25T23:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:06:19.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPeLunH-iI/AAAAAAAAAA4/v7T0_G-d0H4/s1600-h/6e28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261293082770930210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPeLunH-iI/AAAAAAAAAA4/v7T0_G-d0H4/s320/6e28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my official spanking strap. OK there is nothing official about it other than it's a strap designed with spanking in mind. It's basically like a thick leather belt that has been folded over and the ends connected together forming a handle. It's fairly heavy but not too long. I can use it OTK as long as I position the spankee just so, but I usually use it on someone who is lying face down. Over pillows on the bed is the preferred.&lt;br /&gt;It's soft and supple and looks imposing. Sometimes I prefer it to using my belt because it's got a handle so I don't have to hold the ends together. It gives a good solid sting and a little bit of thud but nothing like a wood paddle. I like the fact that it's not too long so it's easy to keep it from wrapping. I'll use it for several strokes on one side, then walk around and give some from the other side. I can give solid strokes with this thing.&lt;br /&gt;Of course a belt has other benefits. One is that it's very available and has a vanilla life of its own. there is also something to be said for the look on a girl's face as she sees and hears the buckle undone and the belt slip off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-8775557407809487484?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/8775557407809487484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=8775557407809487484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8775557407809487484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/8775557407809487484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-my-official-spanking-strap.html' title='Tools of the Trade III'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPeLunH-iI/AAAAAAAAAA4/v7T0_G-d0H4/s72-c/6e28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-5984242885942386627</id><published>2008-10-25T23:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:08:50.886-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPdtk3O2FI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZVUK52Wc34w/s1600-h/7c3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261292564758059090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPdtk3O2FI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZVUK52Wc34w/s320/7c3d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my clear lexan paddle. It's about 1o inches long and 3/8 inch thick.&lt;br /&gt;The handle is a little long but it's still good for OTK purposes. It imparts a very solid sting. Lexan is some kind of space-age plastic that is supposed to be unbreakable. I know it's pretty tough! You can give a good spanking with it and it causes less bruising than wood. It gets a very big response when applied to a girl's bottom. It's one that I have to be careful with and not break out too much. Lest they all run away in fear LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-5984242885942386627?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/5984242885942386627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=5984242885942386627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5984242885942386627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/5984242885942386627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/10/tools-of-trade-ii.html' title='Tools of the Trade II'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPdtk3O2FI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZVUK52Wc34w/s72-c/7c3d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297698130955556735.post-1573847676586403674</id><published>2008-10-25T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:00:53.139-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tools'/><title type='text'>Tools of the Trade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPdQ9G6ZXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/dwJnnOKnBJY/s1600-h/890c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261292073050072434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPdQ9G6ZXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/dwJnnOKnBJY/s320/890c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm kind of new to blogging so I don't really know what to write. I thought I'd start with showing some of my favorite spanking implements...&lt;br /&gt;This one is a soft leather paddle. It does have a small piece of flexible metal in the center to keep it from flopping all around. It's the first real spanking implement I ever bought.&lt;br /&gt;It's a very good paddle to use for warm up purposes, and for spankees who are new to it. It's aslo good for longer, softer spankings. It gives a nice 'cool' sting and doesn't cause a lot of marking outside of some nice redness. It's small enough to use over my knee; but can also be used in other positions.&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and it makes a good, satisfying sound!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1297698130955556735-1573847676586403674?l=ispank-publikk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/feeds/1573847676586403674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1297698130955556735&amp;postID=1573847676586403674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1573847676586403674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1297698130955556735/posts/default/1573847676586403674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ispank-publikk.blogspot.com/2008/10/tools-of-trade.html' title='Tools of the Trade'/><author><name>Publikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01538155429406648413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPNQNruCPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9tEtPoakS00/S220/drawnhand.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pYQGGGio6Wc/SQPdQ9G6ZXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/dwJnnOKnBJY/s72-c/890c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
