One of the rather more quirky aspects of my spanking obsession is when the spankee is made more helpless by being totally lifted off the ground - it's not just the simple and conventional sort of OTK scene where the spankees feet end up off the ground (although I do I like those as well!) but the sort where the spanker has applied a very definite lifting action.
For example...
Where the spanker managed to get his spankee into a position that looks like OTK until you realise that he's standing up, or...
where, by putting his foot up on a stool has meant that she's quite a good height off the ground and absolutely powerless and lastly the quite cute...
where he has simply picked her up so her feet are of the ground and she's going nowhere.
1 comment:
Yes James, nice post already :-)
A father's prerogative...
I remember my early childhood spankings (early 1960s) from my father which were more spontaneous & theatrical when he lost his temper & decided that one or both of his naughty lil' daughters needed a well-smacked bottom. Dad gotten less formal, less ritualised & less scolding-orientated than our mother.
With dad I quickly felt the breeze on my back as my dress went up, and then the real scary breeze on my chubby, porcelain-white botty as my panties got put down to my knees for a hard paternal hand or hairbrush to be administered on bare skin for just desserts over his hip or knee. Although, there was never too much of a breeze in sultry Atlanta already !!..but my bare, alabaster- white backside sure gotten skelped red hot a bunch.
My father would surely have taken his daughters for a good, bare bottom spanking in the parking lot, or even the mall; but mother always wanted to wait until we gotten home for our chastisement. Dad never hesitated to spank our bottoms but mom then became the big, chief spanker as dad gotten to work away from home. Mom was far more strict & things changed big style when she gotten a dreaded cane, as I was approaching my eighth birthdays GULP ! Oh dear. Whoopings were never gonna be the same. The cane was a very thin, very flexible piece of quality rattan switch - like an upmarket, quality, flexi dowel rod. It stung like absolute hell on earth on my bare, young, tender botty :-(
Our stern, loving, religious mommy gotten real serious & lil' sis & me henceforth gotten the cane in the living room "in front of God" (bending over the sofa) with our botties completely bare & with our white, cotton 1950s knickers pulled down every time. Oh my ! Terrible !
It was a real bad, ferocious sting but totally harmless on our sensitive, bare buttocks. For sure, that is how a spanking should be given, James.
And so my own two young daughters (1980s born) then gotten raised with that same switchy-stick the same strict way from myself - and soundly spanked on a bare hiney when needed !! I was a strict, pro-spanking mother with no half-measures.
Our strict mom back in the 1960s, had specific, brief scolding rituals & bottom baring rituals whereas father was far more spontaneous & varied back in the day. It was mother's choice to purchase the cane, I sure reckon dad would have chosen the popular Southern strap for our bare, young bottoms (we have discussed it ever since as a family) but the cane prevailed throughout our childhood (& then for my own two girls) thanks to our God-fearing strict, loving, no-nonsense mom, James !!
Thanks & regards
Brenda xx
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