Sir Paddle

The mistake in that is assuming what the slave gets out of it is different from what everyone else in the world is seeking on a fundamental level in their lives.

The next thing I saw was Dawn's Dad grab her grown-up daughter as if she were still a child and bend her over the sofa arm. In a trice, my girlfriend's head and chest were on the couch, her legs were dangling, her feet barely touching the floor. And her bottom was bent and propped up in the air, offering itself to the gaze and punishing wrath of the sergeant major. Dawn's Dad swished that sturdy belt in the air and said something that I couldn't hear. The next thing I saw was his right arm rise to the ceiling, and then the belt came down hard right in the center of Dawn's upturned bottom.

While I hadn't heard the conversation they had, I heard very well the sound of the CRACK the belt made while hitting my poor lover's tender bum flesh and her yelp of pain. Her right hand shot back and covered her bottom.

Fully immersed in his disciplinarian role, the strict man took Dawn's wrist in his left hand and returned it to the couch, where it belonged. And I thought that bent in that shaming position, completely helpless and submissive to her Dad's authority, Dawn was a highly erotic view.

Excerpt of Patriarchal Spankings

Das wohl wichtigste Instrument im Klassenzimmer.

Probably the most important instrument in the classroom.

Der Rohrstock

The Lanes are just what it says, lanes with shops of a kind, but the windows or open areas are for viewing spankings in many themes and forms.

At the end of the Lanes are gates leading into a reasonable sized copse with a bit of heathland.

This is for those wanting a fresh air spanking!

Like this lady being ridiculed as she suffers a bitching.

When she starts to scream, as the thousand bee stings start to make themselves known, they imitate, and mock her actions.

Which of course, is just what she wants!