Monday, 6 May 2013

New and Exciting Doors

“What I find amazing about this thing we do, is that it also seems to open up other doors that you never in a million years thought you'd even touch the handle never mind Enter.”
The above is a sort sentence form a lovely post over at Dee’s ( you can find the whole post here   ).

For me this sums up a lot of the last 2 years and what a rollercoaster ride they have been. I have always enjoyed my life. On the whole i let nothing get to me, if i have a problem i try and solve or get over it. If it is a problem that i have no control over, i put it to one side, why worry about something you have no control over. I also have no preconceptions about others, live and let live. I have never judged others for being different, be what you want to be and do what you want to do, as long as you do not hurt anyone and it is between consenting adults.
As far as i am concerned life is to sort to change who you are or waste time trying to mould others into what you think they should be.

What i am trying to say is i have always done my own thing. I have never worried about what other people have thought of me. As my life in this blog unravels you will see that my attitude has cost me in certain areas, that i have hurt people i love and done things i have not been proud of. But i have had to forge my own path and so you take the consequences along the way and move on.

Coming back to the above sentence the last few years have seen a whole new world open up. I have always been a spanker, it has always turned me on. But for years i did not understand it, i could not get my head around why i had the feelings and from what i was reading why others liked to be punished. I cannot recall how i ended up in the MarQe’s Study but it was a vast array of all the information i craved if you spent time there and delved deep enough and believe me i did. Up to then i had never really heard of blogging in any shape or form let alone a network of spanking bloggers, how exciting is that. So after some thought i decide to go back to the beginning and re-live my memories through a blog. It did not really matter if no one read it, i was getting a lot of enjoyment reading others and putting down in words, my memories, as far as my limited experience in writing allowed. I have found it to be a very friendly place, as soon as i started up i had very warm welcomes from Hermione, Ronnie and Dee. Although i will never be as prolific as these lovely ladies or as thought provoking as Erica i will keep plodding on to the best of my ability.
I had also gone through somewhat of a spanking drought for years and decided i would pay to spank someone. More new experiences. First was someone in the midlands, then a spanking model i had seen for years in a lot of spanking films, on a trip to London. I was completely shocked, i was expecting rough, hardnosed girls with a lets have your money and just get on with it type of attitude. Nothing could be further from the truth, they have all been lovely young ladies that are eager to please and decided to earn a bit more money doing something they enjoyed and there is a lot to be said for that. About 18 months ago i went to see someone else in the midlands. Her photo’s certainly looked good but nothing prepared me for actually meeting her in the flesh. Her main job was modelling and for me she was my perfect little spankette, a petite size 6 with a lovely personality and an insatiable appetite for spanking. Because of her job i had to keep bruising to a minimum so it taught me a certain amount of control which to be honest suited me because i have never been one to inflict as much pain as possible. I got to know her quite well and we became friends. When i was away on business and had an overnight stay i would use a hotel close to where she lived and we would go for a drink and something to eat on the evening before or after a session. Apart from my wife i did not want to spank anyone one else and because of the trust we had built up we met in London a couple of times. I had begun to realise that spanking was in my blood, something i just loved to do. I have always used spanking as foreplay to sex with the person i am with but i had never had any sexual thoughts towards her or any of the girls. I had given her a bedtime spanking and put her to bed, i had spanked strapped and caned her naked on a hotel bed but sex had never crossed my mind. She was a bottom to my top and the friendship we had built up was more important to me.

I also started to dabble a bit in Fetlife and that was a real eye opener. Whatever you are into it is there in abundance. The pictures, the writings and having a general chit chat to any one that wants to talk, i have found very fascinating and indeed stimulating. Also met an old chap that is into CBT (cock and ball torture) been into it all his life and even makes his own devices and tries them on himself. When you’re young and what point do you think to yourself i could really do with putting my balls in a vice. Can’t imagine anything worse myself but i began to realise that he was not a lot different from me. At a young age you knew that you had a certain kink but you thought that you where alone and that no one could possibly have the same feelings. I find it a bit sad that you have to harbour these feelings for years and in his case 50 years before you start to meet others with similar interest. Very interesting chap to talk to and one of the nicest people you could ever wish to meet.
My perfect little spankette is now pursuing a more vanilla career and is in a more stable relationship. Which is exactly what she needed. We still talk from time to time and meet up when i am in her area but no one is happier than me knowing she has that stability and that she has met someone that will give her all she has ever wanted.

Me on the other hand is diving into my kinky side even more and loving it. Most of the above will be elaborated on as my blog is brought up to the present day and as Dee has rightly put it i hope these doors keep opening for me and all you lovely kinky bloggers out there.         

Because i like the picture


  1. Thank you for the mention Bob :) Interesting post. I can only be grateful for discovering blogland as it played a huge part in bringing me out the proverbial closet :)

    Dee x

  2. Hi all, I'm Mrs Granger and have two grown ups- my daughter Janice ,nearly 20 and my son Tony, of i8! I strogly believe in CP for them both and I still keep a selection of canes for them, caning both on their bare bottoms! My daughter thinks it is awfull! However my boy takes his punishments more readily! Last week I had to cane him for having a naughty magazine! He had to come to my study on Saturday afternoon and in front of two of his Aunties and acouple of my friends I had him stand infront of me as I reached for his trousers, unzipped his flies and eased them down , knowing the bulge I felt ,was his erect penis! His iundepants followed pooling with his trousers! The invitees made some comments and called out various amusing comments. He looked so embarrassed and sheepish , not knowing where to look ! I soon put him over my knees and the guests knew what to do and each one gave him 4 good slaps on his bare buttocks making him gasp and give litle cries of pain as his bottom got qut red and he tried to rub his bum but I slapped his hands away! He knew what was to come and bent over with out me ordering to do so and reacche fo his toes!I looked at his very well rounded bottom and raised my cane a swishy rattan!I did not hesitatre and gave him the first oooof 10 goodd sharp cuts which ahd him crying out loudly as the caning went on! I was forced to give him two penalty strokes for getting up and rubbing his sore, red ,painful buttocks and thighs!His penis was shrunk but as he stood in the oornerit did rise again! Mrs G

  3. Hello there,I'm Tony and I really did feel the pain from Mum's caning!! Only three weeks later, I was in trouble again, for smoking! I was also told my Sis would no longer be punished,and I was glad for her!I was worried about my caning to come, as Mum always liked to ensure I really felt it! I rubbed my bottom as I thought about it, but my penis started to react ,telling me I was not altogether unhappy ,at my bare bum etc, being on view to the ladies! Saturday came and after lunch , she 'inspected 'my bare bum whilst our part time hou sekeeper looked on! I hated that and had my my cleft openned to ensure-well you can guess why!! When they had all arrived I was ordered into the kitchen/diner ! She crooked her fingers at me and I stood in front of her as she again reached for my trousers ,undid the buttons and I felt her fingers doing so against my still covered ' bulge'! That was quickly bared and I went over the arm of a chair ! Once again I was slapped by them all-5 ggod slaps this time which had me crying out ith the stinging pain in my bum and backs of thighs! Then I bent over the same arm again and tensed as the first stroke of the cane struck the bare flesh of my bum! I cried out from the third cut and for almost each cut of the 12 I was being given as usual quite sharp! She gave it m slowly and lookd at my pain wracked bottom a couple of times, encuorged by the audience to cane me more time !My reactins had been to try and cover my bum and I also twisted about and once got up and rubbed my burning buttocks ! She gav me respite for 5 minutes then put mre n te corner for 2 more cuts and also let them slap my bare bum and they tried to see my penis which was shrunken, making them giggle and me blush even more! Another 15 minutes in he corner before going to my room ! Tony

  4. Hello, Tony here. I had gota naughty Mag ,which our gardner found in the garden shed! Mum was very annoyed and pleased ,I felt ,when she told me not to make any plans for Saturdy , with big smile!! I felt once again that it was unfair but my protest was ignored ! I had to report to her Sat afternoon in my pyjamers, which made the usaual , as Mum put me over her knees! She then took them down revealing my full erection! Then she invited them to smack my bottom 5 slaps each, and make iy hurt, she sdded ! It did hurt and it was already 'burning 'as I touched my toes for my sharp caning! She gave me a slow but painful 12 strokes ,making each cut give me it's message! I was crying out loudly as she was cheered on by the inviees!My eyes filled with tears and I admit I did start to cry before she finished caning my bare pain wracked bottom and thighs ! Later I was so embarrassed as Sis and her boy friend with my aunts came up to my room to see me and Mum made me ly face down and piulled my PJs half way down to my knees whish let them all see my caned bum and all of them except Sis, ran their hands over my bottom and thighs including Sis' boyfriend! Tony


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