tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41191772638399732842024-03-27T06:35:49.550+00:00Disciplined BehaviourDisciplined men under the control of their partners, and enjoying their submission. My wife took me in hand some years ago and our marriage has been the better for it. Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.comBlogger654125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-22780648054470792522024-01-24T05:43:00.000+00:002024-01-24T05:43:14.152+00:00Imagine this - it happened about 10 years ago<p> I remember when we had a tantric sex session on a Sunday way back and this time the focus was on me giving my wife a back, legs and foot massage, whilst she lay naked on her front on rugs and blankets on the floor. I knelt naked beside her. </p><p>She commented that she could see a large bulge of tummy of mine and that I need to lose weight. I could only agree.</p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhciWW-sKlV9lZ6srcwBJDxuuLwAZDqkc0zuYY58vGwLu0sZLwZs9tzGFgouNwd8RteXhUx1bSMQUjL69LyGyjpoCeVrWMkCg4-MxlczLCOXZTmXASR11QSKbgXzUZFuM-Qa_c6BcPmjyLsZYiBOC1YK_QqnAYvvfAC_cZCCiax2PMabdsUeZFvuRpRJ98/s240/hotel-room-secrets-male-escort--53bf6664a066550de8c069656a0f88.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="180" data-original-width="240" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhciWW-sKlV9lZ6srcwBJDxuuLwAZDqkc0zuYY58vGwLu0sZLwZs9tzGFgouNwd8RteXhUx1bSMQUjL69LyGyjpoCeVrWMkCg4-MxlczLCOXZTmXASR11QSKbgXzUZFuM-Qa_c6BcPmjyLsZYiBOC1YK_QqnAYvvfAC_cZCCiax2PMabdsUeZFvuRpRJ98/s1600/hotel-room-secrets-male-escort--53bf6664a066550de8c069656a0f88.jpg" width="240" /></a></p><p><br /></p><p>The massage went well and at the end I smothered her bare bottom with kisses. She did not react when I flicked a few tongue kisses between her cheeks and so I carried on when she parted her thighs slightly. My tongue tip entered her rosebud and she moaned and let me stay there. I pushed in deeper into her ring and alternated with playful licking along her perineum. For more than ten minutes she let me show my total submission to her. Nobody ever loved ass licking more than me.</p><p>My wife finally rolled over and went to lie on the bed under the covers and asked me to pass her the Vibrator.</p><p>I did as she instructed and she told me to leave the room and get dressed in my own bedroom. After a nap of about an hour she came into the kitchen where I was preparing a meal. We kissed and I poured her a drink. Out of the blue she told me to drop my trousers and bend over the back of a kitchen chair. I obeyed instantly and heard the rattle of the wooden spoons in the jar. I knew which one she had chosen - the large olive wood one with the oversized round head. It is definitely more of spanking tool than a spoon. The thwacks came hard and fast, two on each cheek at a time. We were at twenty then thirty in no time and my bottom was toasty hot.</p><p>Stay right there and spread your legs wider. she commanded when she paused the spanking, You need to learn that you are not to do anything with my bottom unless I indicate that I want you to, do you understand?</p><p>She smacked me very hard up in between my legs so that the tip of the spoon just hit my testicles. I jumped and cursed and she admonished me harshly.</p><p>After smacking both cheeks about twenty times and then stopping I was released and told to get on with the meal. I loved my wife then and I love her now- I just wish those spanking days were back. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsGRpBWI_PJnRjjwLfl3skaHAA6o6Ok7Wd3PXyyJA2TI2In9zkGLUFg2pKBMV4jS0iseNVTOK0M0gRDWFJJmdGvgkXQCP6ZHFoQin1dsgLz4aC6RsfTuumJPw_djbMj7xLsGZF95mwaUt-pLunKUZLkbjq_I4Cf7oBYODz6GTRVE31ANXvFOo9863125s/s320/basque%20and%20crop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="208" data-original-width="320" height="208" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsGRpBWI_PJnRjjwLfl3skaHAA6o6Ok7Wd3PXyyJA2TI2In9zkGLUFg2pKBMV4jS0iseNVTOK0M0gRDWFJJmdGvgkXQCP6ZHFoQin1dsgLz4aC6RsfTuumJPw_djbMj7xLsGZF95mwaUt-pLunKUZLkbjq_I4Cf7oBYODz6GTRVE31ANXvFOo9863125s/s1600/basque%20and%20crop.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-11662902318232908862024-01-23T08:10:00.000+00:002024-01-23T08:10:00.881+00:00Spain weekend break<p> We flew to Seville, Spain for a few days holiday. </p><p>The weather is good and the city is looking great in the sun. The hotel room is a spankers dream. So mani tens of furniture which are just right for your disciplinarian to instruct “bend over that”.</p><p>First there is the ottoman. Very comfortable to receive strokes of the tawse over a relaxed bottom.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfMybS_nix0ob4ZBhAIb7g314D8QC8axNwGiPqPygsvyeLd6W6ZyuDfiI5JBDmDWGTDEBB6gHNe8T7exVK5vwbYd76T7ZhmdTMY-V9Cg9kiYEYJ3OvLzROJCs_ZldC3PoU_zRoG4uSQy_3eCivhqQB3YbJJTnu0hxE5Yh-4qzicM1knpcE_pgrCmgw_WY/s4032/BAD0DB11-B857-4903-B5A4-2D2A92CE09CC.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfMybS_nix0ob4ZBhAIb7g314D8QC8axNwGiPqPygsvyeLd6W6ZyuDfiI5JBDmDWGTDEBB6gHNe8T7exVK5vwbYd76T7ZhmdTMY-V9Cg9kiYEYJ3OvLzROJCs_ZldC3PoU_zRoG4uSQy_3eCivhqQB3YbJJTnu0hxE5Yh-4qzicM1knpcE_pgrCmgw_WY/w195-h260/BAD0DB11-B857-4903-B5A4-2D2A92CE09CC.jpeg" width="195" /></a></div>Then there was the desk chair. A very uncomfortable wooden back to the chair should you be bent over with your hands gripping the chair seat. And there is a useful hole in the seat back to have your penis pushed through and whipped on the other side.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw-Z8lw0JjYOuh36V9ci3G9CdemUxx-5Q_BVGIg8C7QUh4OhnhGFTTUEDk49hDcwF4GR3B3-o-meLEmmvOyBa7uHwSvKoZUtdFMciVadkjBXs3NgzAZthhQMd1j27yq-Z4X_BKO2sAyhrLn_FXjAHqpp-q_X5QpYfrkHFtPBEXnpFzf2nwKzqTnpXeVKk/s4032/BA2D98B5-6A0A-4160-81D9-F16BB6D91676.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="289" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw-Z8lw0JjYOuh36V9ci3G9CdemUxx-5Q_BVGIg8C7QUh4OhnhGFTTUEDk49hDcwF4GR3B3-o-meLEmmvOyBa7uHwSvKoZUtdFMciVadkjBXs3NgzAZthhQMd1j27yq-Z4X_BKO2sAyhrLn_FXjAHqpp-q_X5QpYfrkHFtPBEXnpFzf2nwKzqTnpXeVKk/w217-h289/BA2D98B5-6A0A-4160-81D9-F16BB6D91676.jpeg" width="217" /></a></div><br /><p>Then an easy chair to kneel on for twenty four strokes of the cane.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy8es7rJ4y_kHLRljKAjVupixqxI9yhBlxF-jl8szNR8TkmFCHncNiqv2XdHpfhIWm1vxBDGAarVu-ZHZk2i4jwfnZODuqMCcW9lZaFHkCoqXWrJTZu-xiBS6Wfe5DOZrADTNaNKfxQpMYN9nubjzQaSkIHPWFLX5YzMVe4zdFD20gt919rodQftnnDHI/s4032/9E9735DD-EBC4-4737-B084-DEC6E0D22142.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="338" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy8es7rJ4y_kHLRljKAjVupixqxI9yhBlxF-jl8szNR8TkmFCHncNiqv2XdHpfhIWm1vxBDGAarVu-ZHZk2i4jwfnZODuqMCcW9lZaFHkCoqXWrJTZu-xiBS6Wfe5DOZrADTNaNKfxQpMYN9nubjzQaSkIHPWFLX5YzMVe4zdFD20gt919rodQftnnDHI/w253-h338/9E9735DD-EBC4-4737-B084-DEC6E0D22142.jpeg" width="253" /></a></div><br /><p>And then a side tray bench to be tied to by having a rope round your testicles and taken through the hole on the top and knotted around the base. That way the crop can get you on the bottom or or underneath and on your sensitive parts.<br /></p><p>In days gone by we would probably have used one or more of these pervertible furniture pieces along with the small travel cane and whip.</p><p>Hey ho</p><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-39683983903870693322024-01-20T12:51:00.000+00:002024-01-20T14:34:20.627+00:00Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-71575058940830556752024-01-20T11:29:00.002+00:002024-01-20T12:47:59.095+00:00January 2024 - some highs some lows<p> Hello</p><p>How is everyone? I have thought about the spanking blogger fraternity quite a lot and I wish you a great 2024. </p><p>Our marriage has survived and we are settled into a non discipline non spanking life with pretty much no sex. We sleep in separate rooms and I think she gets off with her toys when she wants some relief. I do the same with different toys and quite a lot of self spanking when she is out of the house. I wish things were different and that she was more into kink than she is but hey ho, that’s life. We have done some wild stuff in our 40 odd years together so I must not complain. </p><p>The Australian Open is entertaining.</p><p>Enjoy your Saturday </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOHCEJVyfEhKBFSwbI66SYyDSq37EYGwTlO4D4RrJPHhmpbafsMLESDR9vyRVrdvPmcpZXIwb17f-lzSWpGg7gzVN-tgqxdFhVt7z7-EXLfo61BBSP-D08alp4W1B48J36s6crfq2nQ1h0cXNV8s7SkGkEz7nNJVFOyYttm8MHVLNOpiWlv-OM_P0GVzM/s520/tennis%20skirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="520" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOHCEJVyfEhKBFSwbI66SYyDSq37EYGwTlO4D4RrJPHhmpbafsMLESDR9vyRVrdvPmcpZXIwb17f-lzSWpGg7gzVN-tgqxdFhVt7z7-EXLfo61BBSP-D08alp4W1B48J36s6crfq2nQ1h0cXNV8s7SkGkEz7nNJVFOyYttm8MHVLNOpiWlv-OM_P0GVzM/s320/tennis%20skirt.jpg" width="246" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-12742189056668411452023-07-30T14:16:00.001+01:002023-07-30T14:16:49.615+01:00New video links<p> I have refreshed a few video links in the list over to the upper left hand side of this page. </p><p>Have a good Sunday.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-fDoGv_bL84OHQkOVMsKsIltGcMk3sL77jQlLZqlAdwSc6MtZXEBHX5N2oHyrYx5xfsy8TUZp5NGgiB1-PbHAnBkfw1_Pt3pWIgmvQBZug1TYKlsb3esoKRT6F4k8E-0QuBvWXFks2cyf5_YbiNY9JFMir80cngbgxeaUSSq-L3r0erLTGXvGgLVaXq8/s548/cane%2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="548" data-original-width="409" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-fDoGv_bL84OHQkOVMsKsIltGcMk3sL77jQlLZqlAdwSc6MtZXEBHX5N2oHyrYx5xfsy8TUZp5NGgiB1-PbHAnBkfw1_Pt3pWIgmvQBZug1TYKlsb3esoKRT6F4k8E-0QuBvWXFks2cyf5_YbiNY9JFMir80cngbgxeaUSSq-L3r0erLTGXvGgLVaXq8/s320/cane%2012.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-69803640473284420332023-07-25T10:17:00.013+01:002023-07-25T10:42:07.551+01:00Breaking the drought <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBLNYgXw9nXyD4O4HczENGO8DPWWdDFSWICWC004OnNNSKfyYpB6hPxzRb9Glc-4zytzCSNiZItZqyXoc8IWhwmksP8t9Y8khsDdIX4hTlPYBtAMNsi6mW8vM7co1w_ZYbMuFeHMZSkWskBHbsRWc1SJOjVA0Bm0heDW0OJcHRhg_pEK11uwyaAlZmFoo/s408/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="325" data-original-width="408" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBLNYgXw9nXyD4O4HczENGO8DPWWdDFSWICWC004OnNNSKfyYpB6hPxzRb9Glc-4zytzCSNiZItZqyXoc8IWhwmksP8t9Y8khsDdIX4hTlPYBtAMNsi6mW8vM7co1w_ZYbMuFeHMZSkWskBHbsRWc1SJOjVA0Bm0heDW0OJcHRhg_pEK11uwyaAlZmFoo/s320/10.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">As a reader commented it seems that we may have “broken the drought on our sex and marriage problems”</span></div></div><div>The approach we took was via a tantric sex programme and videos on the net. I raised my needs a couple of months back and my wife told me she had her needs, so we talked it through and she came up with the tantric touching approach. I felt a bit uncomfortable to start with but over a couple sessions I got the hang of it and we both had some positive results. We avoided sex and I stayed away from my spanko desires. Finally on the eve of my birthday we took the touching to the level of oral sex for her and wanking for me. Afterwards we lay side by side and talked about the next stages.</div><div>The next morning there was a whole new atmosphere in the kitchen and we decided to try some afternoon sex this week. </div><div><br /></div><div>We can’t get back to our younger days but there is still some life to be had yet.<br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilV1s5aVr_Fn9YU3dwl-OFhrCwfxw-PPUMgFAyH4R-1JTYjMna1jVtXFKOLEoRC5IpQLildS2HiAXXqU7r0uRTNCzM_Mh_UL7lcyrHQCV24nj2fccZffhSHzpnP6TKRoRiqlPjNVsySCoxyuNXMseBNm5EZxYE_W7YTSvNFbnREDF_j4oEHtomSsR1l2Y/s1920/IMG_4429.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1280" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilV1s5aVr_Fn9YU3dwl-OFhrCwfxw-PPUMgFAyH4R-1JTYjMna1jVtXFKOLEoRC5IpQLildS2HiAXXqU7r0uRTNCzM_Mh_UL7lcyrHQCV24nj2fccZffhSHzpnP6TKRoRiqlPjNVsySCoxyuNXMseBNm5EZxYE_W7YTSvNFbnREDF_j4oEHtomSsR1l2Y/s320/IMG_4429.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQYhA8n1Qlp5Wx4kPx0VfY00H-9Rtj3jNQOmMToH0-BoZrg6YjqTUedl7s0SaPZIpR8D2LQLsDV3-m_8eetse5ZqdrLEZZVo8vTNHzKnYf_pkCyKaP_BjtOke97Fi9hy7Vw7jaM8ScHBn9roFnV0_SBCt39TWhhYqLD2DJnTZXP4X1uAH1s8iXJqEja-E/s240/hotel-room-secrets-male-escort--53bf6664a066550de8c069656a0f88.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="180" data-original-width="240" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQYhA8n1Qlp5Wx4kPx0VfY00H-9Rtj3jNQOmMToH0-BoZrg6YjqTUedl7s0SaPZIpR8D2LQLsDV3-m_8eetse5ZqdrLEZZVo8vTNHzKnYf_pkCyKaP_BjtOke97Fi9hy7Vw7jaM8ScHBn9roFnV0_SBCt39TWhhYqLD2DJnTZXP4X1uAH1s8iXJqEja-E/s1600/hotel-room-secrets-male-escort--53bf6664a066550de8c069656a0f88.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis6FWRUVa2zRapxbXZvtWlzYrUL1NKuA73l-4ZTgV_u_gl4DD4XYmguDRd9BGrCVItfGfuOXaxUzg5ZN5QRF89Xk55LYHxi5oXWZomEPHnC-uxyBiyq5o5ALFMDjsO2QQjaDy5NK-AcW6ZH1BHEY9qVntVlB8wiZHzOwWKaMkKkwz3rkew8jZPhhxYABo/s700/21.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="455" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis6FWRUVa2zRapxbXZvtWlzYrUL1NKuA73l-4ZTgV_u_gl4DD4XYmguDRd9BGrCVItfGfuOXaxUzg5ZN5QRF89Xk55LYHxi5oXWZomEPHnC-uxyBiyq5o5ALFMDjsO2QQjaDy5NK-AcW6ZH1BHEY9qVntVlB8wiZHzOwWKaMkKkwz3rkew8jZPhhxYABo/s320/21.jpg" width="208" /></a></div><br /></div>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-56596838435905295022023-07-24T06:39:00.003+01:002023-07-24T06:39:47.601+01:00Saying hi<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-pKOD7iVPwJd5b1qiN-I5b4j56I2dI-8BFdwL3tgOB1oiU1KWhhv64TOy-JPNnjWJ7mZRyVNev6bjRxnVcoy5DGItem4UlKZfa3UOdncWPTqp3YNEEzyH4GCZkxPDBHVC-FAFePgA43H3NgeITmKaaiiVGOQke3QZQjsqL3N0n5YZAecOzptZY84xLLQ/s600/cute%201069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="402" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-pKOD7iVPwJd5b1qiN-I5b4j56I2dI-8BFdwL3tgOB1oiU1KWhhv64TOy-JPNnjWJ7mZRyVNev6bjRxnVcoy5DGItem4UlKZfa3UOdncWPTqp3YNEEzyH4GCZkxPDBHVC-FAFePgA43H3NgeITmKaaiiVGOQke3QZQjsqL3N0n5YZAecOzptZY84xLLQ/s320/cute%201069.jpg" width="214" /></a></div><br />Got a few minutes and thought I would check in and say hi to everyone.<p></p><p>I hope you are all well and enjoying what you are doing in whichever hemisphere you reside. </p><p>Yesterday was a significant day as we shared the same bed and had sexual relations for the first time in almost two years. We had built up to it slowly during the day and talked about how it would be in bed. </p><p>Let’s see how it goes. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr9H91bzbFn4ErJdFkYB4LeKsrVzFAY-tAGKe3Gg74BgjA3FjK13bhUb9uPYTnNRKXQJGYa0zYCHZSU-7j_JgXeylGFhwGj6uJXTkx6p1l-lrnTI_AKU1S1g98b-8oZzpU-Ut9FXS_K_yVaBNh9mGTKPk6l88yGtg7YdKBOhRWsIoH2o_KGDp5kqyeR9g/s456/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="259" data-original-width="456" height="182" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr9H91bzbFn4ErJdFkYB4LeKsrVzFAY-tAGKe3Gg74BgjA3FjK13bhUb9uPYTnNRKXQJGYa0zYCHZSU-7j_JgXeylGFhwGj6uJXTkx6p1l-lrnTI_AKU1S1g98b-8oZzpU-Ut9FXS_K_yVaBNh9mGTKPk6l88yGtg7YdKBOhRWsIoH2o_KGDp5kqyeR9g/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-7405315095248948062023-03-17T16:11:00.001+00:002023-03-17T16:11:10.862+00:00Difficulty with comments<p> Try as I might I can’t find a way to leave a comment on another blog or a reply on my own blog when using the phone rather than a laptop. I am logged in correctly but there seems to be some setting that I can’t locate which would allow me to comment. </p><p>I cannot use a laptop because ours is now a shared pc. I have this old iphone on which I can explore my spanking fetlife and write materials but it is all very unsatisfactory.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-1708479145152552482023-03-13T12:33:00.004+00:002023-03-13T12:33:28.987+00:00Still around on blogger, but no discipline to report on<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Hi folks. I hope all is well with the spanking community and my blog friends. The spankings here remain thin on the ground. I think the sex part of our marriage might be over as my wife is not at all interested.<div>We are thinking of moving house. One of my first thoughts was what to do with the blanket chest on the landing which contains a sizeable number of spanking implements. They are not much used now but getting rid of them would be a wrench.</div><div>More seriously, the question is where we would move to? I should like to sell up and go and live in Europe and have a motor home and travel around. This is not what my wife wants to do. She wants a small house in the UK, with its excellent public services and low tax rates! </div><div>The absence of sex and spankings is worrying. There has been neither for nine months now. I have dropped hints to no avail. What is to be done? I have thought about leaving and living on my own. Asking her if it’s ok to visit a disciplinarian. Putting up with things as they are and living with my fantasies because this is called getting older? Answers on a postcard please.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxQRCS9X3zuKkzSjAJr_O4KLJcQJ1vVvxEZ_Fp6b3uD5aVjGSaJG_8sticLI8GvXs-aEzSZD5vJw2VEc-FMsRGFxWjoI_yIbp_bbNRUOv4wNvvpahPy3hr7oirUsIH7lVfbHVSj_Pjtpn7Ju83toyXdkQu-A5pQstWOKNuTA0thGEuz5xumXLjAIDi/s967/128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="967" height="254" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxQRCS9X3zuKkzSjAJr_O4KLJcQJ1vVvxEZ_Fp6b3uD5aVjGSaJG_8sticLI8GvXs-aEzSZD5vJw2VEc-FMsRGFxWjoI_yIbp_bbNRUOv4wNvvpahPy3hr7oirUsIH7lVfbHVSj_Pjtpn7Ju83toyXdkQu-A5pQstWOKNuTA0thGEuz5xumXLjAIDi/s320/128.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5hIZcZ_dBSXA6qxBrPkJr9_6XbgeZpd2n9JuZ2IFccrBoB2fbxKwX0p9IGOn2u7vhycQw_cKzhqSAeuepgs8dawiuCVBd67lejg7JRibgNUlv3QHIKx9YTosokIBTD44ikE0CDU0N9593YS3gbw2mhKWktSaMMZV_W_Jcg2EhhGtGovgTOiDqvTFM/s656/136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="656" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5hIZcZ_dBSXA6qxBrPkJr9_6XbgeZpd2n9JuZ2IFccrBoB2fbxKwX0p9IGOn2u7vhycQw_cKzhqSAeuepgs8dawiuCVBd67lejg7JRibgNUlv3QHIKx9YTosokIBTD44ikE0CDU0N9593YS3gbw2mhKWktSaMMZV_W_Jcg2EhhGtGovgTOiDqvTFM/s320/136.jpg" width="244" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /> </p></div>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-33855394624262200422022-05-03T05:49:00.001+01:002022-05-03T05:49:30.134+01:00Stumbling along<p> <span style="font-family: helvetica;">My wife and I talked of many things over the weekend. Mostly home and news stuff. I told her how good she had looked on Saturday evening when we went out with friends. She accepted the compliment. I stroked her back a little and she purred catlike with pleasure. I suggested going upstairs. She said she wasn’t sure. I left it at that. I wanted to ask her to discipline me but didn’t. Hey Ho.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsrGJQ8Diqgq3p6TvX6bzgWSpym-0BFdg_Vy4I7Gfixi82YwiL-C5RobulkFpPh3TJ0SQCaQlgNk44VZP4zcixR0SqGaPBBzz4ETCHBG51AcPQZsM2nWhGlVJt6FfH88AAS34BaxRIM8aD7f9e7RArvVV-ol-rlsCJ7VzhrWt4jKeAlr-2DM0QzYoW/s510/otk%2071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="510" data-original-width="383" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsrGJQ8Diqgq3p6TvX6bzgWSpym-0BFdg_Vy4I7Gfixi82YwiL-C5RobulkFpPh3TJ0SQCaQlgNk44VZP4zcixR0SqGaPBBzz4ETCHBG51AcPQZsM2nWhGlVJt6FfH88AAS34BaxRIM8aD7f9e7RArvVV-ol-rlsCJ7VzhrWt4jKeAlr-2DM0QzYoW/s320/otk%2071.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p></p><p><br /></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-41991971866497249472022-05-02T06:21:00.003+01:002022-05-02T06:21:54.713+01:00Puzzled<p> Hi I can’t seem to do certain things when using blogger on the phone. Probably my own fault. Commenting is difficult - CB I am trying to leave comments- and organising dates off post publishing - see a post from yesterday which has come up before the post from the day before. Hope I resolve things soon. Talking of which my wife and I are going away in a mini break this weekend so I am going to pack a paddle and take a gift fir her. Maybe something will come up as they say. Meanwhile news from the world just gets worse doesn’t it. Enjoy whatever holiday you have in your part of the world today.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiduSKxmVNLhcY9m91588AlbwQkN0IaO1JUMvnDnVQ143b2Mo529a3BjqWuyQe05LhLc_LpGkxOZmHjfE4Xk45g0-rIy9-I3xPC684U7OJZ9rnQgMiRsp32w0mU63AHUc1gAahy6Th_Odd4MFgbFGSICQ3dQH6faYfWNoQ9sMAq1nXLH_KapIgW8NF/s354/292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="256" data-original-width="354" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiduSKxmVNLhcY9m91588AlbwQkN0IaO1JUMvnDnVQ143b2Mo529a3BjqWuyQe05LhLc_LpGkxOZmHjfE4Xk45g0-rIy9-I3xPC684U7OJZ9rnQgMiRsp32w0mU63AHUc1gAahy6Th_Odd4MFgbFGSICQ3dQH6faYfWNoQ9sMAq1nXLH_KapIgW8NF/s320/292.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-37863871645922626192022-04-24T08:01:00.001+01:002022-04-24T08:01:44.272+01:00Missing you all and TWD<p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Hi I hope you are all well. It’s been some time since I was blogging. I decided to clean up my act and lose the pc with all the spanking stuff. Basically my wife started to want to use my laptop from time to time when we were travelling a bit in 2021. I could see trouble ahead so I announced the untimely death of my Dell and the need to buy a new laptop. I transferred all my stuff and images and videos to a Cloud account and my old laptop was destroyed and minced up. Then I got a new phone and kept this one for my fetish viewing. This phone lives in my briefcase drawer with an impossible to crack password. So as it is difficult to type a lot on an iphone I haven’t done any blogging.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Xo6Qepdmpi2DDxUxBAyFgH8YlJJxDPCROPrJmyaJhLD2gpFFx5aT7V3ZQYeTWEQn6BpJamPoQ3Ro2CbMeqCLUCo_YLEuV9BIW1aeNjz6QJbQpbuRg2gx_1a6x10VgHlcMB2o5HHiA20B10zrCDP6n9XIHtte7tvn5mNFiXl0PVwpvPHlkvr96Xa2/s800/otk%2060.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="534" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Xo6Qepdmpi2DDxUxBAyFgH8YlJJxDPCROPrJmyaJhLD2gpFFx5aT7V3ZQYeTWEQn6BpJamPoQ3Ro2CbMeqCLUCo_YLEuV9BIW1aeNjz6QJbQpbuRg2gx_1a6x10VgHlcMB2o5HHiA20B10zrCDP6n9XIHtte7tvn5mNFiXl0PVwpvPHlkvr96Xa2/s320/otk%2060.jpg" width="214" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The other thing that’s taken my mind off blogging is that my wife has lost interest in sex and has no desire to get into spanking.</span><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Hence my online silence. Anything I write about now will have to be based on historical happenings or some fiction. Maybe she will get her libido back sometime soon. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Only time will tell. In the meantime all the instruments are gone from the blanket chest in the hall and all I can do is look longingly at the bath brush in the shower. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnPPIjcoGX7ZtpoRhQpLCo45FWlejCYAH4dks_VJxW1zG0Rf2AxQZ6VNEC7XAd3Ld2-NSqO5RBXMT2q88KcomFV7DGoECKIKWZ8KK6rwKWFY_sY2yQilG8jMCkDEcAlKjrnXZz202md2P5N8zNWIf1-qK4H3RBlvqnmLup7n95Q1j1mAoHR4IbKEKv/s656/136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="656" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnPPIjcoGX7ZtpoRhQpLCo45FWlejCYAH4dks_VJxW1zG0Rf2AxQZ6VNEC7XAd3Ld2-NSqO5RBXMT2q88KcomFV7DGoECKIKWZ8KK6rwKWFY_sY2yQilG8jMCkDEcAlKjrnXZz202md2P5N8zNWIf1-qK4H3RBlvqnmLup7n95Q1j1mAoHR4IbKEKv/s320/136.jpg" width="244" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-837173583595873012021-01-18T08:19:00.005+00:002021-01-18T08:19:52.384+00:00Best gift yet<p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Years ago I would buy lingerie for my wife for Christmas. Then one year she told me not to because I was buying stuff for me to look at her wearing, so it was really a gift to myself.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">So what she did was to leave catalogues around the house with the corners of pages turned and items ringed in pen. It was then quite straightforward. I should buy whatever I could afford from her wish list.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">This Christmas was no exception but there was only one suggestion and it came in the form of this e mail link - </span><a href="https://www.independent.co.uk/extras/indybest/house-garden/bedroom/lily-allen-womaniser-sex-toy-review-vibrator-liberty-b1424772.html" style="font-family: helvetica;">Womaniser Review</a></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirc6SavV9GkoNNXPHzRDdGdlel88Rm28PO1BppGcTPCVv2MG1PNxykiNlN5dt_WKvk8k1ZitHN6ojRo-rCI1oHzxTaOb_W0fK-TdBIbmhb06Rq0U7pFktsnD0seXkcVAwdyiUYRy4KWbI/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="225" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirc6SavV9GkoNNXPHzRDdGdlel88Rm28PO1BppGcTPCVv2MG1PNxykiNlN5dt_WKvk8k1ZitHN6ojRo-rCI1oHzxTaOb_W0fK-TdBIbmhb06Rq0U7pFktsnD0seXkcVAwdyiUYRy4KWbI/" width="240" /></a></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Wow - what a success. The best £80.00 I ever spent.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Don't hesitate - it may be a bit pricey but it works! Now my wife can hardly wait to snuggle up in bed and switch on.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ZtZ5Qjtgb6IRjml_zyBA1J4e3noGTdyWq4NB3QHJvmC4tTNBOrKkGFsSLUSfJ9wnAKNKJ1EG_Rq2SFOFYieb5c9fTdGVGk38z0cH3VVRFg7H0UL75lG-jDDYh4smx2rvGXRApIaOO2k/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="540" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ZtZ5Qjtgb6IRjml_zyBA1J4e3noGTdyWq4NB3QHJvmC4tTNBOrKkGFsSLUSfJ9wnAKNKJ1EG_Rq2SFOFYieb5c9fTdGVGk38z0cH3VVRFg7H0UL75lG-jDDYh4smx2rvGXRApIaOO2k/" width="160" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /><br /></span><p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><br /><br /><p></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-4635326673633875232021-01-17T17:05:00.002+00:002021-01-17T17:44:16.039+00:00Hello again- drinking issues.<p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"> Sorry not to have written much recently. We made a holiday trip in the UK before the November lock down. Just a few days away but it was nice and we are looking after our pennies and waiting to see when we can go to Spain again. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Now that we are back in lockdown the prospects for UK or Continental travel are not good. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWuDowp-19bnGztWpuONJcda8sH5FOZQhouqnAj2bwSnWe7l4GCbki1gW7bE2j4JybSYiCBH72R-lUi8zEMp7aAqXJV0nrx7TsUj1Y-ge5Hnr0ZMd6MD47U1eTOJxqnOVBBPoSCeUymSc/s640/caned+on+table.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWuDowp-19bnGztWpuONJcda8sH5FOZQhouqnAj2bwSnWe7l4GCbki1gW7bE2j4JybSYiCBH72R-lUi8zEMp7aAqXJV0nrx7TsUj1Y-ge5Hnr0ZMd6MD47U1eTOJxqnOVBBPoSCeUymSc/s320/caned+on+table.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">We are just getting round to sex and spanking again after Christmas. We have decided to have sex in the afternoon to break up the day and maintenance canings and paddle sessions in the evening.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">On the Saturday before Christmas I got found out telling my wife a lie about having a drink in the middle of the afternoon when she was out shopping. I drank some vodka in the sitting room and made the silly mistake of leaving the drinks cupboard not as I had found it and the cupboard door open a bit. My eagle-eyed <i>Mistress of the House</i> spotted everything and challenged me over dinner, asking if I had had a drink while she was out?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I looked shocked and said no. She asked me one more time and I knew the game was up. I told her what I had done and she got mad at me for lying to her. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The evening passed without much conviviality between us and she was definitely frosty the next morning. Usually when I do something wrong that is minor I will have a spanking session postponed or even cancelled for quite a time. This wrongdoing wasn't minor however and I admit to some nerves as we got ready for bed. When she saw that I was nearly naked and about to get into my pyjamas she brought me to heel.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">She told me to get on my knees on the bedroom carpet in front of her. She then cupped my chin in her hand and lifted my face up so that she could stare directly into my eyes.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><i>You are supposed to not be drinking.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Yes, ma'am</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><i>So why did you drink and why did you lie about it?</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I don't know ma'am. I just got carried away.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><i>So you should be punished to stop you being "carried away" as you put it?</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Yes, ma'am.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><i>Come with me. </i>She grabbed a wrist and pulled me into the bathroom.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><i>Stand in front of the basin and bend over.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I took up my position anticipating a hard spanking with the bath brush. I was half erect with excitement. With some surprise I watched her right hand pick up a bar of soap and her other hand ran the water .</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><i>I read about this somewhere. I won't have you lie to me so you will have your mouth washed out to teach you a lesson. </i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">She rinsed the soap under the water and sudsed it up and then she pushed it against my lips. I resisted at first until she slammed her free hand into my balls. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><i>Open your mouth, </i>she hissed at me quite angry now<i>.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I acquiesced and let the frothy soap bar in between my teeth. I gagged on the taste and she laughed and spun the bar around to make sure I had a mouth full of soap. Then she took the bath brush off its hook in the shower and came to stand by my side.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><i>Keep the soap in your mouth and don't say a word</i>. she commanded. <i>Stick your bottom out</i>.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">She whacked me as hard as I have ever known her whack. Within a minute or so my bottom was ablaze. I just stood there feeling ashamed as she spanked away at my butt. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">It took awhile for her to teach me a lesson and my bottom felt really sore when she stopped.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><i>Go and sleep next door. I don't want to see you until tomorrow. And don't touch that prick.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">She flounced out of the bathroom. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The next day I apologised once more and said I would stay off the drink. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">She said if I did there would be some treats after Christmas.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I don't think it will be this but you never know.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpJFGCstkz54W0C_sKS3ZiCiyuU6JDIzQusb93ZItvEPiafALBgc-pfrohFfmedapVs5HiERe35sMG6P0YjCvdwNWKj3zTmptVUDBBUl8UAxgtsF_jokaBZlGYZLWxdRKAhVgMH9mLeq0/s700/24545823716.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="474" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpJFGCstkz54W0C_sKS3ZiCiyuU6JDIzQusb93ZItvEPiafALBgc-pfrohFfmedapVs5HiERe35sMG6P0YjCvdwNWKj3zTmptVUDBBUl8UAxgtsF_jokaBZlGYZLWxdRKAhVgMH9mLeq0/s320/24545823716.jpg" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-17446182467930998572020-09-02T06:45:00.002+01:002020-09-02T06:49:14.544+01:00Friends and a future Mother in Law<font><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbXgYbhniwg7G5MOkAEG0jDUb0VDuHKfvOr8alAGoHB26csRpj1AngzzPKHSjCWgBX4OsE2zwh8qthG0RGMPX4GsawmkMQP2mEBQ_W35E1rtLkn1QMiwmpd7gsjIotkp3x3JoFJxCBnlA/s1024/farmhouse.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="754" data-original-width="1024" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbXgYbhniwg7G5MOkAEG0jDUb0VDuHKfvOr8alAGoHB26csRpj1AngzzPKHSjCWgBX4OsE2zwh8qthG0RGMPX4GsawmkMQP2mEBQ_W35E1rtLkn1QMiwmpd7gsjIotkp3x3JoFJxCBnlA/w328-h242/farmhouse.jpg" width="328" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">T</span><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">he 5 friends
had grown up together in their neighbouring farms . Their two Christian led
mothers were no push over and each of the cousins had been spanked at one time
or another by their mother or by the person they called Aunt in the case of the
other mother. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">They had roamed the countryside for hours on end and enjoyed
their childhood freedoms. Only when they had got up to some mischief had they
been brought to task and punished. This was generally over quickly and there
were never any grudges or sullen looks,. Either singly or in a group the
children were lined up, pants or knickers taken down and then over the lap of
whichever Mom had discovered the misbehaviour or prank. After a dozen or more
swats with a hairbrush or wooden spoon it was "pull your pants
up" time and you were free to go.<br />
<br />
Alice and Susie were Aunt Kate's children and Annette, Sally and Martin
were Sarah's three in that order of age. They were constantly in and out
of each other's house and it did not occur to them that they should knock
on either of the farmhouse's back door before dashing in. </span><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgimqEwqEQtU8llgLzx4rhKvv62-2IuX7rF2xtNfh3sJ9rT2wk5yYo8m1rolmTtN9tdIM4Z1vSbzy7vmsV3_bsNQNhGw_RQwQ_GZlCysuTqz-gyTrnEzcEew6q5TNxsooZkL0rmeO73_gI/s318/mom+spanking+2.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="318" data-original-width="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgimqEwqEQtU8llgLzx4rhKvv62-2IuX7rF2xtNfh3sJ9rT2wk5yYo8m1rolmTtN9tdIM4Z1vSbzy7vmsV3_bsNQNhGw_RQwQ_GZlCysuTqz-gyTrnEzcEew6q5TNxsooZkL0rmeO73_gI/s0/mom+spanking+2.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span> </span>The four girls and</span><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Martin had played sex
exploration games before advancing into puberty and they had even invented a
spanking game. They would play snakes and ladders and take a spanking or give a
spanking if they went down or up a ladder. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Annette, the oldest of them had brought these playful games to an end, when she
started to see that Martin had a stiffness as his pants were taken down by one
of the </span></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">girls to give him a spanking.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">
<br /><br />
</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Martin and the second youngest friend, Susie, the daughter of Aunt Kate, had
played together a few more times when the more bossing Annette had not been around. In
their early teens Martin pulled Susie over the end of the sofa on some pretext
and spanked her over her pants. She giggled and said it had not hurt as
much as her Mom's paddling. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="500" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioo6Vc54iqVDo3GXFIS75VKriK0Wy_8dLnU4zfVhCSfd-NuZF4srG2YMEKJvStsddkbHhHUZ82qlYQWKzn8NL4qfpJvUanVq5StcFCwE91slEFzgGwFtunUvgnvaEHPG3-Jg3Iy9YvfpE/w256-h192/tumblr_m954fjHHeU1rcx5zoo1_500.jpg" width="256" /><br /><br /><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">As they moved through their teens Martin and Susie
had found their own interests and done their own thing for a few years
but the attraction between them had re</span></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">mained strong. Their mothers had often
joked that they could see the pair of them marrying. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">
<br />
Martin had no interest in college. All he ever wanted to do was work on
his father's farm. Susie on the other hand was keen to be a scientist so she
studied hard and left for University. They saw each other often between her
semesters and both of them had date friends when they were apart.</span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><br /><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">When he turned 23 Martin's parents had offered to
retire and pass on shares in their children. His father Ian had become
unwell and after his recovery he no longer wanted the active stress or running
the enterprise. The parents would continue to take a modest income from the
business but Martin would run the farm and his two sisters would have an equal
stake on their parents death but take no income. Instead Annette and
Sally got some cash to help each of them to buy a house.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"> When all the family affairs were agreed Sarah
and Ian left the UK for a quiet life in Spain and Martin settled down to manage
the farm. Whenever Martin needed advice or help he had turned to Susie's
father, Bob, or Uncle Bob as he called him, and he would often stroll
over to the neighbouring farm in the evening and ask one question or another.
They would invariably share a drink. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">One summer evening, on just such a mission, Martin
had entered Aunt Kate's kitchen and finding nobody there he made for the farm
office, a room in the back corner of the house. The previous Saturday when
Susie had come for the weekend she had brought across a meal which her
Mother had cooked for them The pair had talked a lot and Martin had walked
Susie back home and given her a perfunctory kiss on the cheek as they had said
goodbye. Martin had finished off the pie later the next day. Now he was
returning the clean baking dish and he placed it on the kitchen table.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Moving through the kitchen toward Bob's study
he opened the door which led into the hall and stopped in his tracks.
The voice he had heard, said "</span><i style="font-family: verdana;">Five, thank you miss</i><span style="font-family: verdana;">"</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Then he heard Aunt Kate speak, </span><i style="font-family: verdana;">Not even
halfway yet Bob. I hope you are sorry for your insolence now. When I tell you that
you should stop drinking when we are with company, then you stop straight away.
You don't go on to have another two glasses of red wine.</i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes ma'am - I am sorry. I will listen to you in
future. I was disrespectful and I am sorry.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">The next strokes will get harder until we
get to eighteen. After the paddle your bottom looks very sore already. I hope
this will have the appropriate effect on your behaviour. Lie still and stick
out your bottom nicely. </span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Martin heard another whizz and pictured his Aunt
with her strong arm swinging through the air. He felt an erection growing in
his pants. The cane whistled and then cracked against the unseen bottom. Martin
suddenly remembered where he was and he knew he had to leave. To get caught
eavesdropping if Aunt Kate came out of the dining room would be much too
awkward to explain.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">When he heard the seventh stroke landing on his
Uncle Bob's bare ass, Martin turned and headed quickly out of the house. He
hurried down the track and across the field to his house. He didn't need any
porn to help relax that night. As he lay in bed with a large erection in his
hand his imagination proved to be quite enough stimulus</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Two days later Martin knew that Bob would be
heading to the local agricultural market and would be gone for most of
the day. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">At around 11 that warm summer morning Martin came
in from the yard, showered and dressed in smart trousers and a shirt and a pair
of brogues. He left the house with a spring in his step and arrived at the
neighbouring farm five minutes later. He saw Aunt Kate through the kitchen
window and waved and this time he knocked on the door. Her shout beckoned
him in.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Not like you to knock Martin</span></i><span style="font-family: verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">, Kathy said with a smile on her face. <i>You’re
looking very smart for a weekday morning. Are you going somewhere? You do know
that Bob's</i> <i>not here</i>.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Er, yes, I know Auntie that's not why I came.</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">. He shuffled his feet and he felt his face redden
with the awkwardness of the situation. <i>I actually came to talk to
you.</i></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kate stood there with an inquisitive look on her
face.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Go ahead. Out with</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"> it. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Um, well. I came here the other evening and when
no-one was in the kitchen I went through to find Uncle Bob</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">You mean last Tuesday?</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes Aunt Kate . Last Tuesday at around 7 o'clock.</span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">He watched her pick up a bowl from the dresser and
take some flour from the cupboard. Aunt Kate turned with the bowl in her hand
and the flour bag in the other.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Martin stared at the bowl she was holding and
turning in her hand. She was teasing him, making it clear that she knew he
had been here because he had left that damned bowl on the table. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">So what is it you wanted to say Martin? </span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Kate had a slight smile on her face as she turned
away to face the sink.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Well, um ,you know when we were young and you used
to spank us ?</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes I remember Martin, you always seemed to be in
some trouble or other.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">And you told us that we should always own up if we
had done something wrong because it would be worse for us if Mum or you found
out later on.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes, that would certainly be good advice Martin. I
hope you have always followed it.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Well, I mean, sorry, I, um need to tell you
that I eavesdropped on you and Uncle Bob last Tuesday and I heard you
caning him.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aunt Kate sighed as if she was somehow disappointed
but Martin knew she was not surprised because she had worked out that
he must have been in the house that evening.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">So you overheard me punishing my
husband. How long did you stay?</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">For about 4 or 5 strokes Auntie and then I left.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Well that was very unfortunate. I am sure Uncle Bob
and I would have been very annoyed with you if we had caught you being a
peeping Tom.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes Aunt Kate and that's why I came to say how
sorry I am and.. </span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Martin paused and
hung his head looking down at the ground,<i> and I should like you to punish me.</i> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">That was it. At last he had made the request. In
all his fantasies about taking more severe spankings from his favourite
Auntie he had thought about having his pants pulled down and his bottom caned
hard. Now here he was, finally asking her for a strict punishment. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEv92NyE5rAkEiY1p-AuIEeR2Zm9RM12FUSwnHvlwf3g2cu2qReRS_TZacl8PUpH6NH7608neFF-iyJjT6NblYYGL7o-8iqbNjVyfHRCkHOE5AJ89Gj6LlbY1n9vmA-AH8kbAyvRWu57g/s354/spanks.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="354" data-original-width="235" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEv92NyE5rAkEiY1p-AuIEeR2Zm9RM12FUSwnHvlwf3g2cu2qReRS_TZacl8PUpH6NH7608neFF-iyJjT6NblYYGL7o-8iqbNjVyfHRCkHOE5AJ89Gj6LlbY1n9vmA-AH8kbAyvRWu57g/w188-h283/spanks.jpg" width="188" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span>Aunt Kate smiled at
his discomfort in finally telling the truth.</span><i> </i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Now I understand you Martin
and I think understand why kept trying to get spanked when you were a teenager.
It is not a problem. Plenty of people like to be submissive and others like to
be dominant. I will be happy to help you find your way. You have been very naughty spying on Bob and I and
you deserve a punishment. But you will find out it's not a game you are playing
and you will have to be very well behaved. </span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span>She picked up the
bowl again.</span><i> </i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Is that what you want? </i><span>Martin nodded.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">I did wonder how you
were going to explain the fact that this was back in my kitchen, </span></i><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Aunt Kate laughed,<i> and
now I know.</i></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> Martin stood there shuffling from one foot to the other in his embarrassment.</o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"> I have
something to say to you Martin if we are to have a spanking arrangement. . As a
family we are all getting tired of waiting to see if you are going to ask Susie
to marry you. She is not going to wait around forever and it is time you got
your act together. So do you want her to be your wife or not?</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Martin blushed and
fidgeted like a schoolboy.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes, yes I think I do
Aunt Kate . I mean I know I do. I just haven't had the courage to ask her?</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">I can help you to
make that commitment Martin. I suggest you listen carefully to what I have to
say. I will satisfy your spanking curiosity and I will take you in hand over
the next few months. I will come to your house and tell you what needs
doing to smarten it up and we will discuss when and how you are going to
propose to my daughter. If you haven't proposed to her within 3 months from
today I will make it known in the village among my daughter's friends that you
like to have your pants pulled down and get spanked and that you maybe even
wear school girls clothes for that purpose. I know some men get off on that. In
short I will embarrass you and make it difficult for you to go to the pub or see
any of your mates. Is that clear? </span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes Aunt Kate.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">So here is my offer.
You can walk out of the house now and you and we will never talk of any of this
again and I will tell Susie that you have no intention of marrying her. </span></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Martin nodded<i>. </i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">The alternative is
you get your spanking desires satisfied in full by me but in return you commit
now to ask Susie to marry you. If she turns you down, which I very much doubt,
then your spanko desires will remain safe with me and I will not say
anything to anyone. Understood?</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes Aunt Kate, Thank
you, I understand.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">She told him to go
into the dining room and wait for her and think about what he wanted to do.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqyI9ZuuJ37icpM-VDeUvXCfILUmpE0PAiw0yyikUEFq_cKYHsbxg3NamfeWvEKcdGkY2h4OQVP6vLh1eNcwzAyBE6CNCF1J6nz9UoB0AtStvuzT7hQ3VlfcFrbJxBDwM3qXuDAkatKJk/s354/knee.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="354" data-original-width="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqyI9ZuuJ37icpM-VDeUvXCfILUmpE0PAiw0yyikUEFq_cKYHsbxg3NamfeWvEKcdGkY2h4OQVP6vLh1eNcwzAyBE6CNCF1J6nz9UoB0AtStvuzT7hQ3VlfcFrbJxBDwM3qXuDAkatKJk/s0/knee.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ten long minutes must
have passed before Kate came in and told him to turn and face her. She placed a
long handled hairbrush and a long rattan cane on the dining room table.
Kate had changed into a black skirt which was buttoned up the front. The
black tights and ballet type pumps that she was wearing completed her stern look.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kate had worked as a
teacher before she had her children and she knew a lot about imposing
discipline on boys and subsequently on men. It was clear to Martin now exactly who was the boss
in this household.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Right young man, time
for that punishment that we both think you need</span></i><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">. <i>Or you can
walk out.</i></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Which is it to be ?
Say it clearly so we both understand.</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">I would like to marry
your daughter and I will ask her by the end of July.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kate pulled a chair a
good distance away from the table and sat down. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Very good Martin. I
am sure everything will work out just perfectly. Now pass me the hairbrush and
come over here.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kate unfastened Martin's belt and loosened his
trousers, letting them fall to the ground and then she patted her lap indicating
that he should bend over. When Martin was stretched out she pulled up his underpants
into the crease of his bottom and bared each cheek. He felt the cool back of the brush rub
across his flanks.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">It's been a while since I saw this bottom, </span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Aunt Kate joked. <i>Your Mom or I should have
given it a lot more spanking when you were younger but I can make up for that
now. You are going to become a wonderful model of a real submissive man, one that is properly led by a female.
There is no going back now. Unless you want all your friends to know you have been over my knee, of course.</i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">She smacked the brush down hard and the
spanking began.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Martin struggled a little with the pain delivered by the brush but then he lay still
as the repetitive strokes struck all across his bottom. His fantasy was
coming true and he felt his erection rubbing on the fabric of his Aunt Kate's
skirt. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">The spanking went on with a fire building up in his
bottom and the pain speeding along his nerves to his brain. He became lost in
his submission and although he felt every damn spank he didn't weaken in his
resolve to take the punishment. All the while he was wondering what the cane
would feel like.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">When she stopped beating his butt and rested the
brush on his back she told him that was fifty spanks and he was halfway.
Marin whimpered that he thought he have had enough.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Not even close young man, not even close.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aunt Kate ran her hand across his bottom and over
the taut thread of cotton where his pants were trapped between his legs. She
stroked him lightly in between his thighs, almost playfully.</span><i style="font-family: verdana;"> </i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I can
feel you have lost that erection. It didn't take long to go.</span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes, Aunt Kate, I mean no, I mean I am sorry I got
excited.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Don't worry. It is quite flattering really. It may
come back when you do your next corner time but first we have to finish with
the brush.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">The spanks rained down once more and this time they
seemed to be a lot harder. Martin strained his legs to keep his balance and
remain over his future mother-in- law's lap. If this is a spanking he thought,
then what is the cane going to be like?</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">After another twenty strokes she stopped and Martin
lay quite still over her lap. He thought the spanking might now be over as
he had totally lost count. The brush was placed on his back once again and he
felt her hand run between his legs. He pushed his weight up a little and spread
his legs a bit wider allowing her fingers to reach up again to apply pressure
on that most sensitive area. With her other hand on the waistband of the pants
she yanked the waistband of his pants up over his waist pulling the
cotton material higher into his crack. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">He moaned and his leg muscles went taut indicating
he might be trying for an orgasm as he rubbed himself against her skirt. Immediately she
pulled her hand away and lifting the brush she slapped it down hard on his
right cheek.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Just teasing you, Martin</span></i><span style="font-family: verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">. <i>Don't you dare get excited.</i></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">He relaxed again and lay quite still over her lap, stopping the gyration of his hips</span><i style="font-family: verdana;">.</i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Let's get this hairbrush spanking finished so we can move on.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">The remaining spanks were delivered at a
blistering pace, with Martin wriggling and whinging that "</span><i style="font-family: verdana;">it hurt so much</i><span style="font-family: verdana;">." To which she jokingly replied that it was meant to.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">When she was done with the spanking Aunt Kate let
him remain over her lap for a couple of minutes to calm down and then she
tapped his legs and told him to go stand in the corner with his hands on his
head. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">You need some quiet time to think about what's
coming next, young man.</span></i><span style="font-family: verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">As he got to his feet Aunt Kate bent forward and raised his trousers from around his ankles until Martin took
hold and fastened them. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> Back to your corner and put your hands on your head this time.</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM0TyPk1OodQBBO7JyzvQHDeQQVynUh3DlkMhjPi3DBysxt9h80sycWcih_jLRRhjnYmWABwIthj4SRqn6jqtlM80e7_EoswLmV_5BJpu1DnxFfRZ9xRAnKNJ2u0vCTjBSUbxMtnZRgoo/s496/cane+reach.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="496" data-original-width="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM0TyPk1OodQBBO7JyzvQHDeQQVynUh3DlkMhjPi3DBysxt9h80sycWcih_jLRRhjnYmWABwIthj4SRqn6jqtlM80e7_EoswLmV_5BJpu1DnxFfRZ9xRAnKNJ2u0vCTjBSUbxMtnZRgoo/s0/cane+reach.jpg" /></span></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">His bottom was sore and his muscles ached so it was
a slow walk that Martin took to his place in the corner. When he got there he
raised each arm and interlocked his fingers on the top of his head. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kate left the room telling him she would be back
when she had finished a small job in the kitchen and for him not to move in the meantime.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">As the heat in his bottom cooled to a gentle warmth
Martin replayed the spanking in his mind and he felt his erection grow. He
wanted to rub himself but was wary about dropping a hand and so instead he promised
himself some time on his bed that evening. He waited patiently, with his arms
beginning to ache but he did not dare take them down.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">When she returned to the room he heard a "tap"
noise of something being placed on the table. Then a light clatter of
wood on wood and a whoosh, whizz as Aunt Katie sliced the cane she had just picked up through the air.
There were more "whizz" sounds as she practiced her swing and on one
of the strokes she must have aimed for the cushioned seat of one of the dining
chairs because there was a sharp "whump" as the bamboo hit the
fabric. Martin shuddered as he imagined that could soon be the noise of the
cane hitting his bottom. Aunt Kate did three more of those cushion whacks and then spoke.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"> Martin come over here</span></i><span style="font-family: verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">He turned to see Aunt Kate pointing the end of the cane towards an
object on the table. It was the cooking pot that Martin had brought with him
the other evening. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">So now you see Martin that I knew you had been here when
you left this dish in the kitchen. </span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Martin's face reddened with guilty shame. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"> I thought at the time that you might have heard me
disciplining Bob and I wondered about confronting you. You saved me the
trouble with your honesty. I must say I am thoroughly enjoying punishing you
for your spying on us, even more so now that I know you want it.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Martin shuffled from one foot to the other not
knowing how best to respond. He was getting turned on with all this talk of
punishments.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Remove all your clothes except your underpants and put them on the sideboard over there. Quickly now.</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Whilst he was stripping Kate continued to swing the cane from high to low like a tennis stroke. Once Martin was almost naked she admired his strong muscles and thought how good Bob had looked back in the day. A glance at his groin showed that Martin was getting aroused yet again. It was time to send all thoughts of his cock from his head she thought to herself.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Go over there, </span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">nodding her head towards the long side of the table
where she had cleared away the chairs. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"> He did as he was told and stood there with his large erection forcing its way through the elastic waistband of his pants so that the pink head was visible.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Bend over and rest on your elbows. Keep your back
straight and push your bottom out. Look up.</span></i><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB7XsphEUsmK80g6XzwrkEZkQ1L8OOrYV6ghPjUp5DWNrAvOvIJA6MZglOthVTdNSvwP3LPR7oXyf7Vl3PsxfM5If3mHarYWrUj6tJCAScOv4wOf_ToYY6OQFYA7w7aptA0YuvZiH3n5k/s311/cane+hard.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="311" data-original-width="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB7XsphEUsmK80g6XzwrkEZkQ1L8OOrYV6ghPjUp5DWNrAvOvIJA6MZglOthVTdNSvwP3LPR7oXyf7Vl3PsxfM5If3mHarYWrUj6tJCAScOv4wOf_ToYY6OQFYA7w7aptA0YuvZiH3n5k/s0/cane+hard.jpg" /></a></span></div><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">When Martin was bending over she came up behind him
and pulled his pants tightly up into the crease of his cheeks, baring his
cheeks once again. She admired her own handiwork as his bottom was still a nice shade of pink. Not as red as it had been when she was smacking him with the brush but still pink.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Have you been caned before Martin?</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">No Aunt Kate . I have not</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">But you have thought about it eh?</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"> </span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">She smacked his red butt twice with her hand.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes Aunt Kate I have thought about it a lot.</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Well I think I am quite good at administering a
thrashing and you are certainly going to feel this one. I am pleased that you
offered yourself for a punishment but that will not make it any easier for you.
You will get 12 of my hardest strokes You will ask for each stroke. You
can pause for no more than one minute between strokes before you ask for the
next one. If you get out of position or put your hands on your bottom to rub it
there will be extra strokes. </span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">He saw her hand pick up the cane from the table and
then heard the whizz as she flexed it behind him. For a brief second Martin was
both aroused and scared at the same time. His cock was squashed against the
hard edge of the desk and it felt quite stimulated as well as painful.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Is that understood?</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes Auntie Kate. </span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">There was a pause and she tapped his bottom with
light strokes to get her aim. There was a whizz, whoosh and the cane slammed
into his bottom. He gasped at the severity of the stroke and held his breath
as fought to absorb the pain signals that had rushed to his head.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">You need to breathe,</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"> Katie instructed.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Martin let out a breath and as he did so he
remembered to count. </span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">One Aunt Kate</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Eleven more to go Martin. I hope you enjoy every
stroke. It is nice to think you will soon be properly enrolled in our family.</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">The cane struck again. This time a little
higher. </span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Martin relaxed. The pain wasn't so bad. He could
take it and possibly enjoy it he thought. Little did he know.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Two Aunt Kate.</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">The cane struck again this time much lower down at
the tops of his legs and Martin jumped with surprise and rubbed his bottom.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">That's an extra stroke Martin. Get back down.</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="color: black; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">He did as he was told and stretched himself over the
table again. He was embarrassed but excited at the thought that his bare bottom was
now showing two red weals that he had dreamed about. Being told he would get one more for his infraction did not seem too bad.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Three Aunt Kate.</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">He braced himself. <i>Thwis</i>h, then <i>thwack</i> the rod
laced into his bottom with greater force than before. </span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">He groaned with the pain and uttered a low voiced, <i>Four
Aunt Kate.</i></span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">That's a medium hard stroke Martin. A few more at
that level and then we step up a grade until we get to thirteen.</span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: verdana;"><span face="" style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes Aunt Kate. Thank you. </span></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">The caning continued at a slower pace. Kate was in
no rush to stop inflicting pain on this bottom. One vivid red line followed another
and Martin's moans got louder.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">At stroke eight she left the cane pressed in hard
against his skin and waited. His mind was numbed and it took Martin some time
to focus.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Eight thank you Aunt Kate. </span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Now they get harder still Martin. I am going to
cane you hard four times plus the one extra and you are going to learn
something about my discipline measures. </span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes, Aunt Kate . Thank you aunt Kate</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">You don't need to count these. You may not be able
to anyway.</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">She rubbed the cane up and down his cheeks for a
full minute, touch the tops of his legs and the bottom of his spine. He pushed
back with his bottom enjoying the sensation. He opened his legs wider hoping
the cane might run in between his thighs to touch his balls. Martin was
surprised when she tapped him there, not in a gentle manner, more of an "I
am in control so don't mess with me" kind of gesture.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Suddenly the smooth cane was lifted from his bottom
and he sensed that she had a new purpose. There was a whoosh and a band of fire
spread across his bottom. Martin grunted with the pain. Then another whoosh and
a second stroke landed a little lower down this time. Martin jumped off the
table and grabbed his ass in both hands. </span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Christ, I can't take that sort of stroke, </span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">he complained.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Get back down you impudent boy. You told me you
wanted a caning and I am giving you one. You now get two extra strokes and if
you are not over that table in five seconds there will be more</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"> </span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">She lashed out with the cane against the back of
his left leg. He hopped from one foot to the other as she continued whipping
the backs of both legs.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">And I am going to give you two more for taking the
lord's name in vain. I know your mother was not a believer but in this family
we take our Christian values very seriously, as you will find out when you
marry into it. </span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">As Martin bent himself over again Aunt Kate hit a
stroke high up on the back of his right leg and it crossed his balls. He
yelped. He was frantic in his thoughts that there might be more of those.
This was no longer so much fun.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Seven to come Martin. These are all your own fault
you know.</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes Aunt Kate. I am really sorry.</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Martin relaxed his body against the table top and
let out a long breath trying to calm himself.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">The last hard strokes were delivered in a whirling
blizzard. He had no time to think about the pain each one brought to his bare
butt, he just endured them. There was certainly no pleasure for him. This was a
thrashing the like of which he had never imagined.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">As the cane was laid on the table in front of his
face he gazed on the thin rattan which had delivered some pleasure at the start
and such pain at the end.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">He lay there without moving as Kate stood behind
and ran her cool hands over both cheeks.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><i>You did well there Martin. I hope that satisfied
you. From now on you will be a much better behaved young man. I look forward to
teaching you more about submission until I hand you over to Susie at the altar.</i></span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Yes Aunt Kate.</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">It will be Yes Mom very soon. I can't wait to have
a boy in the family. S</span></i><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">he smacked his red bottom bottom
hard. <i>Stand up now.</i></span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Slowly he got up off the desk top and turned
around leaning back against the table. As he placed his hot bottom down against the cool wood his erection
sprang to life.</span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face=""><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Get dressed Martin and come through.</i></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span face="" style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">He pulled up his pants over the cock that was waving in front of him and reached for the rest of his clothes. Martin felt quite
proud of the stripes on his bottom. </span><span face="" style="color: black; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">It wasn't long before he was in the kitchen exchanging pleasantries with Kate as if nothing had happened. The house telephone rang. It was Bob and he heard his "Mom-to-be" tell him that Martin had dropped by and had wanted a chat with him.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><i>I think he wants to ask you if he can marry Susie</i>, she spoke into the phone, whilst looking meaningfully across at Martin. She paused whilst Bob was obviously saying something in reply.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><i>Yes Bob I am sure he knows now what he is letting himself in for. He understands that the women in this family won't take any nonsense. </i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></p><br /></font>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-30438722740492732482020-08-23T06:13:00.004+01:002020-08-23T06:13:41.459+01:00Friday frolics<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPnBThbKSLAmLYNnoGIFLfytjJd10VkaE9jtNVBPzBHet-w720Opu8pfV8m5hmaQ8vDy0V7eZ_TxQ9JeU5xmWeYyjsGwdB3zrig5_XaFwZRAMiYkBruLFRGtrwL5yQrVgULpRbZeoUirc/s604/tumblr_of0wrwDOR01vdnle9o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="604" data-original-width="458" height="309" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPnBThbKSLAmLYNnoGIFLfytjJd10VkaE9jtNVBPzBHet-w720Opu8pfV8m5hmaQ8vDy0V7eZ_TxQ9JeU5xmWeYyjsGwdB3zrig5_XaFwZRAMiYkBruLFRGtrwL5yQrVgULpRbZeoUirc/w234-h309/tumblr_of0wrwDOR01vdnle9o1_500.jpg" width="234" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;">On Friday afternoon my wife caught up with an overdue session to reward my cutting back on alcohol.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Over a two week period I have had just one glass of wine last Saturday and one last Sunday.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I was working in the study when she sent me a text from downstairs.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i>Bedroom, cane whip and paddle, corner - now.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I reacted quickly, stripping off, giving myself a quick wash and a splash of aftershave, grabbing the instruments from the blanket box on the landing.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I grabbed a pair of my red punishment panties from the drawer and pulled them on over a reasonably good erection.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Once in the corner, with my hands on my head, I had to wait over thirty minutes until she appeared. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">It was a quite an afternoon.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">More later..</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-55860647424355735652020-08-17T09:37:00.001+01:002020-08-17T09:37:17.079+01:00Session postponed <p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEuTEJtPb_6EjT3dGZThnVvs7t2QAeTx9AWNaHe6Ik98SVhUgHaMJJqtI_Kk4A6vx0_d-SOcjoZ5YHkO1JmO3HT2RRv3JmI9u3gmsYrkltmykpVETwmknZB2wYCD_V1qbi7SwPqkSsOEo/s243/male+corner+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="243" data-original-width="182" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEuTEJtPb_6EjT3dGZThnVvs7t2QAeTx9AWNaHe6Ik98SVhUgHaMJJqtI_Kk4A6vx0_d-SOcjoZ5YHkO1JmO3HT2RRv3JmI9u3gmsYrkltmykpVETwmknZB2wYCD_V1qbi7SwPqkSsOEo/s0/male+corner+2.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I got prepared for a caning last Saturday afternoon.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">It was due as a reward for not having taken alcohol for a week.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I prepared myself and waited in the bedroom standing naked facing the wall for half an hour or more.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I heard the doorbell ring. Then nothing for another 30 minutes. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">My wife appeared at last and I readied myself for the thirty hard strokes that I had been promised.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">She said that she had been chatting to our neighbour on the doorstep and that she didn't have the time to deal with me. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Instead she offered a new bargain. Sixty strokes next Saturday and a cock treatment with the little red whip only if I had one drink that night and on Sunday night and then stayed off the alcohol for another week. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I agreed.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">In bed later on she complimented me on my self </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;">restraint and promised a good thrashing at the end of the week. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">i went down between her legs. She was very wet and did not take long to come.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD6Sh-gd0GoMfBHQeeH81CcojWYpJ5DIBGJ-dUp2i-HoA2VqOMkGBFJdTDJ_xenWHFY7MxnKTrjzmqJ_ub4J3z44k1Y5NI9IoUH6IeJIPDFoyK65MK0RmUTX6NJY2vf8touQ7l9rU9AVY/s182/male+red.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="181" data-original-width="182" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD6Sh-gd0GoMfBHQeeH81CcojWYpJ5DIBGJ-dUp2i-HoA2VqOMkGBFJdTDJ_xenWHFY7MxnKTrjzmqJ_ub4J3z44k1Y5NI9IoUH6IeJIPDFoyK65MK0RmUTX6NJY2vf8touQ7l9rU9AVY/s0/male+red.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-51236729784951268222020-08-15T07:04:00.003+01:002020-08-15T07:04:30.647+01:00Wet dream.<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIBsnNVdoxD56USS9DdEYmOAIoQGzENO42dLQ-NzL9ss7WrEsqAL1ifbmhhUJxMCpe_x35EeXDZOp1nftukCZQfOKmJ-xqLpWsW0YXiv7coCcc-7WEnpLe6ZlXgc84bgRx_xGGl-rzaRI/s300/wet+dream.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="250" data-original-width="300" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIBsnNVdoxD56USS9DdEYmOAIoQGzENO42dLQ-NzL9ss7WrEsqAL1ifbmhhUJxMCpe_x35EeXDZOp1nftukCZQfOKmJ-xqLpWsW0YXiv7coCcc-7WEnpLe6ZlXgc84bgRx_xGGl-rzaRI/w240-h200/wet+dream.png" width="240" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I had quite a dream last night. I was aged about 40 and we were on holiday with my wife's sister and her boyfriend. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">We were all naked in a garden hot tub and I developed a large erection. So did the other man. The girls were cross with both us and pulled us out of the pool by our cocks. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">We were laughing thinking that we were in for a good time but that was not what they had in mind. My wife had me bent over across one end of a hard stone table on the terrace and her sister did the same. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Then each found a cane from somewhere and started to lace our bare bottoms with hard strokes. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">At that point I woke up here in bed in the UK, with what for me counts as a goodish erection. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">It was too early to bother my wife so I got up and made a coffee. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">i thought about launching some images in this laptop and wanking in a chair in the sitting room but I decided against it and sat down to write this instead.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I just heard my wife moving about upstairs so I should take her a cup of tea.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Hey ho.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc51t-VVRG5LV3vx_a1FGYiqHImal2z-LYhXQ4ofCOTuDjTcIOQcp3c4bIQLbCQnwZhUeCM0XDCjGDBLNq452bim7Ars6k467VHilHRkPHHiykkeqDcxrGCI8zwn_k2kdV2RRu5MqRzhU/s240/jacuzz1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="170" data-original-width="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc51t-VVRG5LV3vx_a1FGYiqHImal2z-LYhXQ4ofCOTuDjTcIOQcp3c4bIQLbCQnwZhUeCM0XDCjGDBLNq452bim7Ars6k467VHilHRkPHHiykkeqDcxrGCI8zwn_k2kdV2RRu5MqRzhU/s0/jacuzz1.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-52019038576353994572020-08-14T06:12:00.001+01:002020-08-14T06:16:59.296+01:00Thoughts whilst inside the home<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEDb3sV4WzunpPjIw3GIffQ7VfYg8mNYFT5JiUScxN4cAhlkfh92XE_zVh7R40dAScdFwtkPHkSSMNnlIbrsXle8fWBsU9lW24q9ulElxQYQMeuZqBqi2RvhXxOf2TLSakVmYyk8MTqZY/s312/waits+1.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="312" data-original-width="236" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEDb3sV4WzunpPjIw3GIffQ7VfYg8mNYFT5JiUScxN4cAhlkfh92XE_zVh7R40dAScdFwtkPHkSSMNnlIbrsXle8fWBsU9lW24q9ulElxQYQMeuZqBqi2RvhXxOf2TLSakVmYyk8MTqZY/w189-h250/waits+1.jpg" width="189" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">What a mess all this Covid has created. It is hard to stay sane when job loss after job loss is announced.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">As for my wife and I locked in quarantine it is great we have a strong relationship.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> She is the boss and I am the submissive. It works well. No arguments here.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> Our friends would not guess the truth about our relationship. Not that we are seeing much, if anything, of our friends these days but they would not think that I am frequently laid across the back of a chair for a good whipping and that I love that.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Nobody ever knows what really goes on in a marriage do they. </span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8iAmp_qjeKRRU5SCUmONhqGVElI73LQK1jd3Jdl0V_3dEc6pCrs3_dV2kYYNunfadu3AlmfueOoHru3Oa0jp8ih1tvEVQK6mYKBgZ-qc1UhnJAY9p6IUaHPX-3-pn85XrFXOJJx_i2Hg/s878/waits+2.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="878" data-original-width="564" height="410" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8iAmp_qjeKRRU5SCUmONhqGVElI73LQK1jd3Jdl0V_3dEc6pCrs3_dV2kYYNunfadu3AlmfueOoHru3Oa0jp8ih1tvEVQK6mYKBgZ-qc1UhnJAY9p6IUaHPX-3-pn85XrFXOJJx_i2Hg/w263-h410/waits+2.jpg" width="263" /></a></div><p>PS - I think one of my friends suspects we are spankers but she doesn't know which one. </p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-86605891943571809532020-08-13T06:28:00.005+01:002020-08-13T06:28:53.995+01:00Back to not quite so normal in the UK<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIrAVg6_Q1oOhNTh-uinbuUEnim09UE4StsrzMeoD_D13WM-5iZCcljggIlNRiw2XVvfwbxncOQSi7onLdcXhdNAI74wV4ZMOW1C2LrMUI16uBa-z02J7wu0dqFaWEWsJIiaHMMysBek4/s212/nice+otk+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="160" data-original-width="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIrAVg6_Q1oOhNTh-uinbuUEnim09UE4StsrzMeoD_D13WM-5iZCcljggIlNRiw2XVvfwbxncOQSi7onLdcXhdNAI74wV4ZMOW1C2LrMUI16uBa-z02J7wu0dqFaWEWsJIiaHMMysBek4/s0/nice+otk+1.png" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">We have been home in the UK for 4 days now. we miss the open feeling you have in Spain.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">We are both quite grumpy. I have stayed off the alcohol for nearly a week now, since the day we left Spain.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">My wife has recognised this and promised me a good time on Saturday, 60 strokes with at least three instruments, if I stay off the booze until then. That is quite an incentive.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">She has been drinking wine to stay calm being in quarantine, but not very much.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I did all the holiday laundry and put it away neatly and tidied my wife's knicker drawer. I have the house cleaning to do today whilst my wife works so i will need to do the chores as quietly as possible.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-86246718422525242232020-08-09T06:51:00.004+01:002020-08-10T06:00:25.048+01:00Quickie post<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnRpk9FnLKNrb_-I7yRtdaR5LC_YI0aBG_zhowLzeVpB9qWgrlekwF2xsdKZEHoQntZRnQgytLclDk8eBl9gRMdJPXQH8nt8gj8uRxRBICoLUQSyrMAyNAq7PsDTgfK7S_-aE25yCqYgA/s800/train+tunnel.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="632" data-original-width="800" height="207" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnRpk9FnLKNrb_-I7yRtdaR5LC_YI0aBG_zhowLzeVpB9qWgrlekwF2xsdKZEHoQntZRnQgytLclDk8eBl9gRMdJPXQH8nt8gj8uRxRBICoLUQSyrMAyNAq7PsDTgfK7S_-aE25yCqYgA/w262-h207/train+tunnel.jpg" width="262" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">We will get home sometime this evening, through the rail tunnel and then a few hours drive in the UK. No alcohol drunk since Thursday night.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Someone sent me an e mail, saying they did not believe that I am caned by my wife. I can assure them she does and a lot else besides.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9gLQrgCfYg_lPIUVeUAcyH8M1SuwwwfzXm20rPHC2O7Dd6Jq7TU6dtQX8F4GxVXHjKx2-svx_Ztyti6DkjWKYG5tDAGC_tyDlLZrh4l7MFNuqjK6Ysf1rshZaIm7lxM2E5-a5LyFwshw/s750/tumblr_oguqs1gPed1s5rhdao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="376" height="410" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9gLQrgCfYg_lPIUVeUAcyH8M1SuwwwfzXm20rPHC2O7Dd6Jq7TU6dtQX8F4GxVXHjKx2-svx_Ztyti6DkjWKYG5tDAGC_tyDlLZrh4l7MFNuqjK6Ysf1rshZaIm7lxM2E5-a5LyFwshw/w206-h410/tumblr_oguqs1gPed1s5rhdao1_500.jpg" width="206" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><p></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-70909729761675057522020-08-07T06:23:00.004+01:002020-08-07T06:23:42.954+01:00Travelling home<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHgDuDYImWtdpuV-L6EPatJu04v9a1mi3r5iBzF0GrGFWzoVnliZ0Xg74rSnaO9f-bRc5wDvkVMcigGmFgcZ4AtM4WcXfCUrdXZV6E7V52qLkkcfR1BkdXZbU7y80naWJYJPm1azlixeA/s645/Cheri-Herouard-Birching.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="645" data-original-width="410" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHgDuDYImWtdpuV-L6EPatJu04v9a1mi3r5iBzF0GrGFWzoVnliZ0Xg74rSnaO9f-bRc5wDvkVMcigGmFgcZ4AtM4WcXfCUrdXZV6E7V52qLkkcfR1BkdXZbU7y80naWJYJPm1azlixeA/w107-h168/Cheri-Herouard-Birching.jpg" width="107" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">On our travels home so no posts for a few days. Have a great weekend what ever you do</span>.</p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>You're next so you get what I get!</b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOzooBlLEPCIYACmoE3i81OwJvl_q_zj9nthC9O_xERi5FbEtL5U3el9-HJ5jiVDMuwBlM7IzEB9D80SGkCH6eXTewSYyELEqcf7YTH1vnGvy2dsCDnlVjd6Z2oVI_B4kDF5WvCTKUZcQ/s714/305379819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="714" data-original-width="521" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOzooBlLEPCIYACmoE3i81OwJvl_q_zj9nthC9O_xERi5FbEtL5U3el9-HJ5jiVDMuwBlM7IzEB9D80SGkCH6eXTewSYyELEqcf7YTH1vnGvy2dsCDnlVjd6Z2oVI_B4kDF5WvCTKUZcQ/s640/305379819.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><p><br /></p>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-67947112719654939422020-08-06T05:54:00.003+01:002020-08-06T05:54:38.279+01:00Last days of holiday.<span style="font-family: verdana;">My wife gave me the last holiday caning last night. It was a lot of fun.</span><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"> She had me lie over pillows on the bed and dealt with me quite severely.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Today is the penultimate holiday day so we will just laze away the day with pool swimming, sunbathing and sex. We will leave the packing until tomorrow.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">I will visit the pharmacy in the local town because I can buy the tablets I need to get stiff "over the counter" in Spain, no questions asked. It's so unnecessary to have to ask my female doctor for a prescription in the UK. It is also embarrassing when the doctor asks if they are working OK? I mean to say what is OK at my age when anything above 90 degrees is a major success. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvxRXHUbgoa01QO8xH8pU3DW8RHfB4ZThMo3H8palrdjGbq6whDXfLkkYwYlVrKx7Q4w7tX2ycJlf246zKXB6k3mTtl4WIPWSApU7gDASxylXNh1FbdEoBtgDY0bzK1zamAVubge2g99U/s854/2000x2000.7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="854" height="184" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvxRXHUbgoa01QO8xH8pU3DW8RHfB4ZThMo3H8palrdjGbq6whDXfLkkYwYlVrKx7Q4w7tX2ycJlf246zKXB6k3mTtl4WIPWSApU7gDASxylXNh1FbdEoBtgDY0bzK1zamAVubge2g99U/w328-h184/2000x2000.7.jpg" width="328" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvxRXHUbgoa01QO8xH8pU3DW8RHfB4ZThMo3H8palrdjGbq6whDXfLkkYwYlVrKx7Q4w7tX2ycJlf246zKXB6k3mTtl4WIPWSApU7gDASxylXNh1FbdEoBtgDY0bzK1zamAVubge2g99U/s854/2000x2000.7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><br /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiISU5RzNhjnBWjHZ7_gbpYcUMTeEmkBAaoCrAYyiCAYZYOmoO5u6XW4CHMKRk8YyCdfD8L-n7-LeZiQ9Yj3agqdDKmHv79yxPtHDgwY55XAQHV6esGXXJGxHJM_k5uTwFOUMozcPaWhY8/s679/26757821964_0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: block; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; padding: 1em 0px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="679" data-original-width="500" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiISU5RzNhjnBWjHZ7_gbpYcUMTeEmkBAaoCrAYyiCAYZYOmoO5u6XW4CHMKRk8YyCdfD8L-n7-LeZiQ9Yj3agqdDKmHv79yxPtHDgwY55XAQHV6esGXXJGxHJM_k5uTwFOUMozcPaWhY8/w377-h512/26757821964_0.jpg" width="377" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvxRXHUbgoa01QO8xH8pU3DW8RHfB4ZThMo3H8palrdjGbq6whDXfLkkYwYlVrKx7Q4w7tX2ycJlf246zKXB6k3mTtl4WIPWSApU7gDASxylXNh1FbdEoBtgDY0bzK1zamAVubge2g99U/s854/2000x2000.7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px;"><br /></a></div><div><br /></div>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-67752879636676273632020-08-05T06:56:00.003+01:002020-08-05T06:56:26.274+01:00New instruction - ultimatum on drinking <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLBRLg7PZ8_S4sUvBnvxYbg5BwvpCZWllqlzHXfYTp8nfr1p4DI2ip6aL80eycyPY2OmvhgbOqDhW_K3ZAvknPyv2HXnS_mmWCrCfxUqhUt1zebmYpWSt_4poqjY0xkfDM-cqdCuQSx7U/s205/driving+home.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="180" data-original-width="205" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLBRLg7PZ8_S4sUvBnvxYbg5BwvpCZWllqlzHXfYTp8nfr1p4DI2ip6aL80eycyPY2OmvhgbOqDhW_K3ZAvknPyv2HXnS_mmWCrCfxUqhUt1zebmYpWSt_4poqjY0xkfDM-cqdCuQSx7U/s0/driving+home.png" /></a></div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><font face="verdana"><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div>We are going back to the UK in two days time. We will take three days to drive there through Spain and France. </font><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">My wife's company has said she can work from home if she has to quarantine and I will just have to delay some projects.</span></div><div><div><font face="verdana">Shame. We like it here.</font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana">The other night my wife insisted that we talk about my drinking. She told me I drink too much alcohol. I agreed. So I am to be allowed two glasses of wine every second day. If I follow the path and I am truthful then the spankings will continue.</font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfk02Qwxf8hJm_JFNyXJEYPgNiAuYEJ2tWEp6OtXUUp3lQU3spyQhiohRqZiQwbjq7Q5bgPhAfwujp7Av_Agf2dAM58XUaj028VW0QmRwojiZ0xYg4OyEV_3Ws3-4P3lFurbvGUgJ1eAw/s500/tumblr_nw2uo5oSLQ1s5rhdao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="470" data-original-width="500" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfk02Qwxf8hJm_JFNyXJEYPgNiAuYEJ2tWEp6OtXUUp3lQU3spyQhiohRqZiQwbjq7Q5bgPhAfwujp7Av_Agf2dAM58XUaj028VW0QmRwojiZ0xYg4OyEV_3Ws3-4P3lFurbvGUgJ1eAw/w320-h301/tumblr_nw2uo5oSLQ1s5rhdao1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana">Otherwise all DD will cease. In a way I am pleased to have her instruction on this. I thought I might be on a slippery slope.</font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><font face="verdana">She thinks it would be best if I drink my two glasses on the last night in Spain and then nothing until we arrive home and the two day regime will start properly in the UK.</font></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div></div><div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW2lccP7VE-NWP7KIUZfotyJGuU1nTYqDXA3oVqoRcGmL5d1Gr4LIAppqjH1EwT5g1SxeVvjz6xPvHQKZ1feDa8qHSb5sbOIA86PfxJa4WGjb8hT0grgNlyUajQozLQghBQQ8Xl7eHjLg/s526/MM6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="526" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW2lccP7VE-NWP7KIUZfotyJGuU1nTYqDXA3oVqoRcGmL5d1Gr4LIAppqjH1EwT5g1SxeVvjz6xPvHQKZ1feDa8qHSb5sbOIA86PfxJa4WGjb8hT0grgNlyUajQozLQghBQQ8Xl7eHjLg/s0/MM6.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119177263839973284.post-61759462241352340652020-08-04T06:50:00.006+01:002020-08-04T06:50:59.060+01:00Comments<font face="verdana">Hi all</font><div><font face="verdana">It is great to receive Comments.</font></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">I apologise for the fact that I have switched to Moderated Comments.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Look forward to hearing from you.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhjqz47jHqkRxKGZj32s2-NZkJjMSPApAwJXhVEfun3J7SaY0Kz7C_2w-aVz_Ox0_BK7ukgXXqtR0wcKapNfX_yjTKfCLNLjV-ECRaNVoRK2jnkSnV24JYdPlSgzSDYvwtmYUZCn8h5go/s1280/159378749796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1062" data-original-width="1280" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhjqz47jHqkRxKGZj32s2-NZkJjMSPApAwJXhVEfun3J7SaY0Kz7C_2w-aVz_Ox0_BK7ukgXXqtR0wcKapNfX_yjTKfCLNLjV-ECRaNVoRK2jnkSnV24JYdPlSgzSDYvwtmYUZCn8h5go/w328-h272/159378749796.jpg" width="328" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><div><br /></div></div>Michael Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03973355063564380071noreply@blogger.com4