Spanking Conversations/Scene in Singapore: Playful Spankings on a bus

Monday, December 29, 2008 · 2 comments

Dear Readers, Christmas time in Singapore is always a time when I wonder if Singapore is indeed over-populated. Either that or there is really nothing much to do here and everyone just crams into Orchard Road because it is....well....”Town”. Before I digress any further. I was waiting at a certain bus stop in Singapore outside a certain army camp when I saw a couple, shamelessly showing their public disply of affection in full view of the already crammed bus stop. Hugging, kissing plus playfully wrestling (yes.....wrestling) oblivious to the fact that there were at least thirty eyes upon them. Unfortunately or maybe spanking fortunately, the got on the same bus as me and managed to get a seat unlike me. The public display of affection continued albeit this time in front of more people in the already crammed bus. Then suddenly amidst the public display of affection, the guy with, his hand which was cuddling his girlfriend, started spanking the side of her butt several times and started laughing. I could feel a majority of the people on the bus freeze and the girl, giving a pout, pushed the guy's hand away and rubbed her butt and said, “I didn't do anything wrong why did you hit me?” (It was said in mandarin for those who were wondering.) And the guy still laughing replied, “Why need a reason meh?”

Goodness gracious.........maybe I was wrong to say we Singaporeans were that conservative.

Reader's Submission: Punished for having an Affair

Tuesday, December 23, 2008 · 7 comments

Dear Readers, today I bring another real life account submitted by one of you. Though I wish she would have rather given a bit more details. Enjoy =)

Hi, I am a 35 year old Singaporean lady married without kids and just 6 months ago my husband and I began domestic discipline. Maybe I should give you a bit of history to let you understand why we started domestic discipline.

I married my husband when I was 30 years old and he is five years older than me. He has a stable career and I lead quite a cushy life. Actually i do not need to work but because I was bored at home and not wanting to waste the degree that I had, I decided to go to work. My husband initially did not want me to go and work as he felt there was no need to. But after much pleading from me, he relented and happily I found a job in an advertising firm. It was quite a fun job and I enjoyed it pretty much. However, I began to make some mistakes the almost cost me my marriage. I have always been quite the wild child and have been very sociable since young. Somewhere in my third year at the advertising firm, I began some sort of an affair with a colleague of mine. He had just joined the company and after some flirting we began having our affair. It was not like there was any feelings involved or I was unhappy in my marriage with my husband. I really love my husband very much. But maybe I am just the playful sort and it did seem kind of thrilling at that time. But each time we slept together, i was quite guilty and would try my best to make it up to my husband when I got home by being extra nice to him. I was honest with my colleague that I was married and in fact he too was married and therefore there was no fear that there would be any attachment. For us it was just for the fun. A very stupid thing to do I admit, but at that time I guess I was just carried away.

Anyway, then one evening my husband said that he had bumped into a long lost friend of his and was intending to catch up for dinner. His friend would be bringing his wife and therefore my husband asked me to come along. To my horrors, it turned out that the friend turned out to be the colleague whom I was having an affair with. I could not believe it, i thought such things only happened on channel 8 serials. My colleague was also shocked to see me but we both managed to keep our composure and my husband did not suspect anything. Although I was afraid that we would be exposed when it was revealed on the dinner table that we were working in the same company. The dinner was however an uncomfortable time and I was quite reliefed when it was time for us to leave.

The next day when I went to work, my colleague did not turn up for work and I was told that he had called in to say he had to take leave urgently. I felt it was for the better also for me, as I knew I would have been very uncomfortable if I had seen him at work. However when I reached home, I got another shock as I saw my colleague and my husband sitting in the living room, and my husband had quite an upset look on his face. It turned out that my colleague had felt so bad about the affair that he had taken leave to meet my husband to tell him about it. He felt really bad about it and had told my husband that if he had known that I was my husband's wife, he never would have even got close to me in the first place. Well thankfully, my colleague had told my husband that I was honest about being married when we begun the affair. Though he did make the remark that he felt that i was true to my husband but just that I needed to be controlled abit. Although my husband was visibly very upset, he told his friend that he did not blame him as he did not know that I was his husband in the first place. So after the two of them shook hands, my colleague was still quite embarrassed about the whole issue and left shortly after.

After he had left, I sat next to my husband but quite very quiet. I felt extremely guilty and embarrassed and the only thing i could say to him was sorry. He however did not respond to me and even pushed me away when I tried to give him a kiss. After about half an hour of sitting there being quiet. He got up and mumbled that he needed sometime to be alone and think. For the next one month he slept in his study room and did not even talk to me. I kept smsing him and tried to wait up for him when he came home to talk to him but he would just remain silent. The only response I got from him was to my question if he was going to divorce me, to which he said that he was still unsure. I felt even worse each time he gave me that reply as I really did not want to lose him and I really regretted my mistake. That one month was really a terrible period for me. It was also hard at work as I had to face my colleague who tried his best to keep away from me.

Then one night quite late I noticed the light in his study still on and I decided to try again to talk to him. Surprisingly he did not brush me off or ignore me. In fact he asked me to sit down. Thankful that he was willing to at least talk to me I sat down eagerly hoping that he was no as upset as before. We talked for quite sometime and he told me how upset and hurt he was about my affair, and how he didn't know if he could trust me again. I was in tears for most of the time and all that I said mostly throughout the conversation was about how sorry I was and how I would not do it again. At the end of it, my husband said that he was willing to give the marriage another try but only on two conditions. The two conditions were firstly I was to quit my job the very next day and be a housewife, and secondly he wanted domestic discipline in our marriage. I agreed immediately to both conditions, I really love my husband and would have done anything just as long to have another try at our marriage again. My husband and I had known about domestic discipline for quite some time but never did give it a try. So when I agreed to his conditions, I knew what I was getting myself into. But the thing about domestic discipline is, you can never fully understand what it really is until you are in it.

So the very next day, I tendered my resignation and my husband paid for the penalty as he wanted me to quit immediately. By lunchtime I reached home and waited for my husband's return from work. That night when after dinner we had a talk to sort of formalise our domestic discipline agreement. We stopped using the services of our weekly cleaner and all the household duties would be left to me. My husband told me that from that day onwards, I would be punished whenever needed. Not just spanked but punished.

The first issue that I was to be punished for was my affair. But as he intended for it to be somewhat severe. He mercifully decided that I would be given a week of warm up spankings to get my bottom used to be being punished. I had only been spanked on a few occasions before that and they were all playful light ones which hardly made my bottom red at all.

So for one week every night before bed, he would put me over his knee and gave me a hard handspanking over my bare bottom. The spanks were hard and fast, but my husband made sure to stop just as I was about to cry for he wanted to make sure that the first time that I would be crying during a punishment would be during my first proper punishment.

When the day came for me to be punished for the affair it was a Saturday morning. After breakfast my husband told me to strip off all my clothes and kneel in the middle of the bedroom while he went down to the car to collect something. When he returned, my punishment started. First he sat on a chair and made me kneel in front of him. Then he gave me a lecture about how I had betrayed our marriage and how I had broken his trust. I had already begun to tear before he stopped lecturing me. After that he warned that the punishment that was about to take place would be a long and painful one and then, he placed me over his knee and began spanking me. He started slow but methodical and increased the intensity bit by bit. By the time he was done, I was already tearing and felt as if my bottom was on fire.

After the spanking which was just the starting, he made me kneel on the chair and he used a belt to smack my bottom numerous times. After which I had to remain on the chair with my hands on my head for about half and hour. During that half an hour he put a peg on each of my nipple and I had to endure the pain while i remained on the chair. When he came back half an hour later to resume punishing me, I was actually happy as I thought that he would remove the pegs. But unfortunately he did not. He left them there and used a thick wooden ruler to smack my bottom about ten times. Only then did he remove the ruler.

I was already sobbing very badly and tears were flowing down my face. I had to kneel down in front of him and please him orally as he sat on the chair. All through that my hands were put behind my head and he used a crop to alternate between the sides of my bottom. The crop was extremely stingy and it was difficult as it was to please him orally with my tears streaming down my face, much less with the pain of the crop repeatedly hitting my bottom. But I stuck with it, as I sincerely wanted to make up for my affair. After he had shot his load in my mouth, I was sent to the corner for one hour. Twice I rubbed my bottom without permission and had to go over his knee for a very painful handspanking.

After that hour I had to lie on my back on the bed and spread my legs apart. And as a punishment for allowing another guy to enter me, he used a rubber strap to spank my vagina. Although it was not as hard as on my bottom, it was still extremely painful and I tried my best to keep the position until he was finished.

I shall not bore you with the rest, but for almost the whole day until dinner, I spent in numerous positions being spanked with all the different implements that he had gotten. My bottom was on fire that night and I don't remember ever crying that much before in my life. But that night when we went to sleep, he hugged me and said all was forgiven.

Nowadays, I normally get a maintenance spanking twice a week. That is apart from any other punishments that I have. In a way, domestic discipline has made our relationship closer.

Come join my Singaporean spanking group in Facebook!

Monday, December 22, 2008 · 0 comments

Dear Readers, just a quick post to inform you that I have created a group in Facebook called “Singaporean Spanking”. Do come on in and join. Hopefully the social media will bring more Singaporean closet spanking enthusiast out into the open.

Click HERE to join!

An erotic spanking with lovemaking

Sunday, December 21, 2008 · 7 comments

Dear Readers, I must sincerely apologize for my lack of frequent posts, but in Singapore work is a killer. In fact I have not had much spanking action since my discharge from the hospital. It has been mainly work work work! But lest I bore you further............

Spankings are not only for discipline, many couples indulge in spanking for abit of foreplay sometimes. Its erotic in such occasions and the full brunt of the pain is not really felt compared to a discipline spanking.

Jaye is a 26 year old typical Singaporean lady of her era who has long professed that she would never ever been involved with a younger guy. Since she began dating in her teenage years she has always proclaimed that she would only date guys who were at 2 years older than her. Why? Well she reckoned that guys younger than that were largely immature and were unable to give her a sense of security. To a certain extent that, it probably is true during the teenage years as girls are known to mature earlier but once everyone reaches the twenties, I guess the everyone evens out. Ah but I digress.

However in end-2007, after one failed relationship after another, Jaye found herself unexpectedly falling for a dashing young man, Garrick, two years her junior. Jaye had met Garrick at one of those Christmas house parties that many young Singaporeans love to hold nowadays. He was a distant cousin of a close friend who had just returned from abroad. A part from the physical attraction, Jaye found his mannerisms distinctly different from the guys his age whom she knew. She hadn't felt this way before towards a younger guy but somehow sparks flew and they spent a large part of that night engaged in some flirty conversations. The mutual attraction was apparent and before the new year was ushered in, the two had somewhat become an item.

To Jaye dating Garrick was quite the experience. His family was rich and there was nothing he could not afford plus he was quite the romantic. He wined and dined her and indulged her with lots of his gentlemanly ways. Many friends whom I had talked to at that time all agreed that Jaye was obviously quite smitten with Garrick, though they found it quite surprising knowing her supposed preference for older guys. And absolutely smitten she was. Whenever she met up with her friends she always had that happy lovey glow and she constantly exclaimed how it never felt like Garrick was younger than her as he was so mature beyond his years. Though Jaye did say that she was quite surprised with herself for being able to fall that hard for a guy so young, it was something she really did not expect. And of course much less expect a younger guy to spank her like a little girl.

*Note, the following portion was kinda of re-enacted verbally by Garrick and Jaye to me*

It all began during a conversation during one of the nights that Jaye stayed over at Garrick's place. As they cuddled on Garrick's bed watching the some DVD, Jaye rested her head on Garrick and said, “You know, sometimes I feel like the younger one in the relationship.”

“Well now that you said it, I kind of agree with that.” Garrick responded.

“You feel that way too?” Jaye probed.

“Yah, its like maybe cause you act the small kid sometimes.” Garrick replied matter-of-factly with his eyes still fixed on the telly.

“Well I'd admit I can be abit spoilt sometimes.” Jaye cooed amidst her girlish giggles.

“Yes its like I am some fuddy duddy with a spoilt little daughter.” Garrick said with a grin.

“Hah and I'd bet you can't help but spoil me” Jaye laughed back.

“Who says?” Garrick responded laughing as he pulled her over his knee playfully. “I can always spank a naughty girl like you!”, Garrick continued as he playfully smacked Jaye's bottom lightly.
“Oooooh...........please don't spank me, I promise I'll be a good girl.” Jaye exclaimed laughing in a bid to play along.

“Though have you ever been spanked?” Garrick asked as he caressed Jaye's bottom lightly and moved his finger down slowly towards her crotch.

“No never, not even by my parents.” Jaye half-moaned in her reply as she rubbed against Garrick's fingers in response to his touch.

“And what would you do if I spank you?” Garrick probed as he gently began rubbing his fingers in a circular motion.

“Uh........I don't know...............” Jaye moaned as she began to move her hips more vigorously as Garrick's fingers moved.

“Well let's see.” Garrick said as he lifted his other hand and landed a harder spank this time round all the time continuing the circular motions the fingers of his other hand on her crotch.

“Oooooh..........that kind of stings” Jaye remarked but didn't attempted to get up.

Garrick continued to give her several more spanks which drew more gasps from Jaye though Garrick reckons that it probably his massaging of her crotch at the same time that kept her over his knee.

Pulling off shorts, Garrick inserted two fingers into her pussy, which drew more moans from Jaye as he continued to spank her bare bottom this time. After several more spanks, he lifted Jaye up and hence followed some moments of heavy petting which culminated in both their clothes ending up on the floor.

Then as they proceeded towards their lovemaking with Garrick below and Jaye on top, he began to spank her bottom again this time more furiously as Jaye began to thrust her hips more vigorously as her mind whirl in what she termed as a “cocktail of pain and pleasure”. (I may not have describe this as well as I should but it probably is a more erotic but similar scene to one of the scenes that a reader sent in about her spanking encounter with a loan shark. See here for more info.)

Jaye's moans got louder as Garrick increased the intensity of his spanks and it reached a climax with a half moan-half scream (their description not mine) from Jaye as if in verbalising her orgasm as she collapsed on Garrick as both of them breathed heavily. Nothing much was remembered after that, though Jaye noticed a tingly sting on her bottom the next morning when she got up and saw that it was “strawberry red” as she checked in the mirror.

Quite an enjoyable experience for a first time spanking Jaye reckons. It wasn't the last time, though the spankings have mainly continued for them in an erotic manner. Sort of an added spice to all things nice. Would they continue on to more intense spankings? Well your guess is good as mine. Though one thing is for sure, their predilection for a spanking has been ignited.

Lesbian Spankings in Singapore

Thursday, December 11, 2008 · 11 comments

A couple of you dear readers have asked if lesbian spankings took place in Singapore. Well with a very resounding yes, I must say they do. Just because I had not related any stories about them, doesn't mean it does not take place. Though I must admit that to a certain extent it has been my fault that I have not put in one till now. Ever since I began this blog, I have been on a “collecting” rampage of all the real life stories that I could get from many of the spanking enthusiasts in Singapore. Collecting them is one thing, but penning them after I have taken them down takes time. And time is something which I sadly do not have enough off for a bulk of it is taken up by a very horrible creation called work. So bear with me and I will try my very best to put all the real life spanking stories down here and to do them some justice. Meanwhile, before I digress further, I bring you my first account of lesbian spankings in Singapore.

Tricia is a 19 year old lesbian who ran away from home. Well in a way she got thrown out of her parents place because of some issues. Though I am not entirely sure of the reason of her being thrown out, but I think it was somewhere along the line of her traditional Singaporean Chinese parents being unhappy about her lesbian lifestyle. Well apparently it is not all that widely accepted in Singapore still. Anyway, after crashing from one friend's house to the next it appeared that she had exhausted all the help available to her and with cash running out fast, she was at the verge of eating the humble pie and returning to her parents place. But then..........

It appeared that lady luck was smiling on her as she met Judith, a 40-ish lesbian at one of those monthly lesbian parties that we have in Singapore (yes we do have such parties). Judith was an acquaintance of Tricia's friend and though reaching her mid-forties, looked not a day over 30. Pretty rich and nursing a broken heart over an ex-girlfriend who had recently turned straight and gone off with another guy. Seeking solace in each other, Judith and Tricia connected over drinks as the rest of the group of mutual friends danced the night away. Drink after drink, they both became equally wasted and soon began snogging each other in a drunken frenzy.

The rest of the night was pretty much a blur to both of them (for they did not seem to be able to recall to me how they both made it back home) and the only thing that Tricia remembered was waking up totally naked except the bedsheets upon her on a luxurious Queen size bed. Slightly shocked and disoriented she quickly put on her clothes and stumbled out of the room to see Judith whipping up some breakfast (though they both reckon that it was more of brunch). Looking at Judith, it all suddenly came back to Tricia and she vaguely remembered the events that took place the night before at the club. As the sat down to eat, Judith and Tricia began to recount the conversation that they had the night before over Judith's heartbreak and Tricia's soon-to-be homeless predicament. And as the conversation went on, it ended with Tricia being invited over to stay for as long as she would like. Judith was rich (had her own business that did relatively well), lonely and could do with the company while Tricia was poor as hell and very soon homeless. It was at that point of time, a pretty good marriage of convenience. Though it seemed that way to me as they told me their story, the both of them swore that there was a mutual liking to each other from that point of time.

So off Tricia went to get her stuff from her friends place and was back at Judith's place that very next day. Happy with the company of each other the next few weeks were times of passionate love making (yes lesbians do make out but I shall not go into the specifics here for that is not the point of this story nor is it the point of this blog). Though it became fairly apparent to Judith as the days went by why Tricia had kinda been thrown out by her friends soon after she crashed at their place. She was a messy and inconsiderate person to live with. Clothes were strewn all over the place and most of what Tricia ever did was laze around as Judith went about her work. Judith worked mostly from home and occasionally left to meet her clients outside. Though Judith pretty much enjoyed the company she had in Tricia, she felt that the current arrangement was much to be desired. So over lunch one of the days, she casually broached the topic of Tricia's messiness and inconsiderate behaviour around the place. Sheepishly Tricia acknowledged it and, knowing that her current roof over her head was basically out of goodwill, she promised to tidy the place up for Judith that very day. “And what happens if this place is not cleaned up when I come back this evening?” Judith asked. “Well I am all yours, like everynight isn't it?” Tricia replied with a seductive smile. Judith returned the smile with a kiss on her lips and left to meet a couple of clients. “Don't forget your promise sweetie!” Judith whispered as she closed the door behind her.

That evening when Judith returned, the place was still in a mess with Tricia's clothes still strewn over the place and Tricia was lounging on the couch watching Oprah on the Television. As Judith stood in front of the television looking at Tricia, she gave a sheepish “Hi”.

“I thought you were going to clean up this place?” Judith asked half amused at Tricia's total disregard for what she had promised.

Giving another smug grin Tricia replied “Guess I am all yours tonight.....”

Returning with a smile Judith cooed, “Don't regret that sentence sweetie.” Before she hurried Tricia off the couch to go for dinner as she was starving.

When they returned from dinner, Tricia plonked herself in front of the television once again as Judith went off to take a shower. Post shower she joined Tricia on the couch, took the remote control and switched off the television as she asked Tricia “Aren't you forgetting something?”

Tricia looked coyly at Judith and laid back on the couch with a “Uh-huh, didn't forget but isn't it abit early?” thinking that it was going to be another night of passionate making out once more.

Chuckling, Judith caressed Tricia's shoulder length hair and said, “You know, there are a lot of things we don't know about each other right?”

Tricia nodded her head.

“Maybe I should let you know more about myself.” Judith continued, “I am normally a no nonsense person when it comes to my place and in fact none of my previous girlfriends ever dared create half the mess that you have created in my place.”

Tricia still had that smug look on her face as she leaned her head against Judith in a bid to manja (read: to elicit sympathy).

“Do you know what happened to each of them whenever they created that half mess?” Judith asked.

“What? You made them cum till they surrendered?” Tricia replied laughing.

Judith laughed with Tricia for abit then her face suddenly went all serious as she pulled Tricia over her knee as she replied, “They got a damn good spanking!”

Tricia was motionless for abit, stunned at the position that she was in. After a few motionless moments, she began to try to struggle free.

But Judith held her firmly and all her struggling was to no avail as Judith began to spank her bottom with a methodical speed.

It wasn't so much the pain of the spanking at that point of time but rather the process of it came as a shock to Tricia as she continued to struggle and protest.

“Didn't you say that you'd be all mine if you didn't clean up the place?” Judith asked as she stopped spanking for a bit.

“But.....but.....this wasn't what I was expecting” Tricia replied on the verge of tears.

“Well its either this or you can pack your bags and leave tonight.” Judith threatened. (Though she did say later that she wouldn't have chased Tricia out even if she refused).

Tricia looked down and kept quiet but stopped her struggling.

“Well, so what will it be?” Judith asked as she gave a hard spank on Tricia's bottom.

“Owwwww, ok ok I'll take the spanking. But try not to be too hard”, Tricia pleaded.

“Now that will depend on how you respond”, Judith replied matter of factly as she flipped up Tricia's mini skirt and pull down her g-string.

The spankings resumed for a minute or so at a harder intensity which left Tricia gasping in pain and tearing.

Judith let Tricia off her lap and Tricia slumped to the floor clutching her bottom which was showing a tinge of red at that point of time.

“You have been pretty good but that's not all there is sweetie”, Judith said as she pulled Tricia up by one arm and led her to the bedroom before she could even as much start to protest.

As Judith opened the locked bottom drawer to her cupboard, Tricia's eyes widened with horror as she saw the vast number of implements inside.

“You are not going to use those on me are you” Tricia asked Judith in a shock tone.

“Well.....not all of course. Now take off all your clothes” Judith ordered as she fished out a couple of implements from the drawer.

Tricia stood motionless and when Judith turned to see her still clothed, she sat on the bed and took Tricia over her knee again and gave her another blistering minute of handspankings over her bare bottom. Tears were flowing down Tricia's face this time.

“Now Tricia, its going to be much worse if you are not going to listen to any of my instructions” Judith sternly said and then continued with, “So one more chance, strip off your clothes now!”

Tricia quickly got off and stripped off her clothes amidst her tears.

Judith ordered Tricia to lay on the bed spread eagle face down and with a razor strap she delivered twenty hard spanks over her already red bottom. Tricia cried out with each stroke and gripped the edges of the bedsheets as tightly as she could.

“Please no more......I promise I'll not mess up the place anymore....please” Tricia whimpered.

“Ok, since its your first time, you'll get just one more implement.” Judith replied as she stroked Tricia's red bottom with her hand.

The cane was the next implement and although Judith only dished out five strokes, there stung pretty bad (so Tricia says) and Judith reckons the neighbours must have heard one or two screams from Tricia.

As Tricia laid there crying after her caning Judith lovingly rubbed some lotion on her bottom. It led to some furious rubbing between the both of them which resulted in some explosive orgasms before they collapsed in each others arms sleeping soundly.

The next morning as Tricia rubbed her sleepy eyes, she was greeted by Judith all dressed up and about to leave the house for some work. But before she left she need to remind Tricia that the place had better be cleaned up when she came back. So as a little bit of motivation, she flipped Tricia over and gave her ten rather stingy spanks onto her already sore bottom from the night before and warned that it would be twice as worse if it was not cleaned when she returned.

That night when Judith returned, the place was a sparkling clean and all the clothes and mess was nowhere in sight.

The was the beginnings of the relationship between Judith and Tricia and it has evolved somewhat into a unique mix between Mistress/slave and domestic discipline. Two years down, Judith and Tricia are still living together and Tricia now helps around with Judith's business.

Spanking Conversations: Shopping Mall (More of seen than heard)

Tuesday, December 9, 2008 · 7 comments

*Its more of a Spanking Seen rather than heard this time*

Dear Readers, I must say that we Singaporeans are becoming more liberal. More liberal I must repeat. Just yesterday as I was doing some Christmas shopping at one of the heartland malls I saw a sight which did catch me by surprise. Now its a fact that Singaporeans indulge in a little spanking but to steal a few spanks in public is not a very normal thing. As far as I have seen that is.

I was in walking towards the escalator behind a fairly young couple. Now let me add that it was rather crowded though the couple didn't seem to care as they hugged each other and stole kisses which honestly isn't a big deal in Singapore. His arms started caressing his other half's bottom, which still is fairly common in Singapore.

Then his hand started softly patting her bottom, which still happens but not that common.

However the intensity increased as we all moved up the escalator, so much so the smacks became fairly audible. Now that is rather uncommon in Singapore, especially in a crowded shopping mall.

Now I was just standing a step or two behind them and it appeared that though the lady flinched a bit and tried to push her other half's palm away, she was still giggling.

The guy on his part, he too was giggling and despite the “Ouch” and “stop it” amidst her giggles, he still continued to attempt to spank her bottom. And she didn't seem to really try and stop him.

But alas all “Free shows” end as abruptly as they began and the spanking stopped as soon as they got off the escalator.

Though it did leave me wondering, what happens at home......I mean look at what they were already doing in public.

Spanking Conversations: Ladies at a club

Friday, December 5, 2008 · 0 comments

Dear Readers time for another round of spanking conversations heard around and about the sunny island of Singapore!

A couple of days before my hospitalization I happened to be at a certain club for a night out with the boys and had to venture out to take a smoke. Isn't it so frustrating nowadays that all clubs are now smoke free, it kills the “smokey” atmosphere that all clubs use to have. Ah but I digress. Anyway as I leaned against a pillar at a secluded spot a chanced upon some words exchanged between two who had also come out to smoke but apparently did not see me, thanks to the pillar.

Lady 1: Hey still early leh, don't go back yet la. (It was 2.30am when I glanced at my watch)

Lady 2: No no cannot after this smoke I going off, promised hubby I'll be back at 3.

Lady 1: Aiya don't care la, he now also sleeping.

Lady 2: Won't he sure wait for me one.

Lady 1: Then let him wait lor.

Lady 2: Are you crazy? Remember what happened last week? If I go back late again today sure kena one. Very painful leh.

Lady 1: You serious ah? He really spank you ah? I thought you joking one.

Lady2: Bluff you for what. Aiya long story la, tell you another time, I better go now.

Ah.........so that's why I seem some ladies running for a cab sometimes.

Reader's Submission: Singaporean spanked in Germany

Monday, December 1, 2008 · 2 comments

Dear Readers, I present you the first spanking story post since my return from hospital. Its a story submitted by one of you readers. Seems some Singaporeans are taking a spanking beyond our sunny shores.

Read on.......

Hi, I came across your blog while searching for spanking stories. First off, I would like to say that you have quite a pretty neat blog. Unique I must say though sadly there are no photos to entice more readers. At the same time, I am surprised that you haven't gotten much flak for having such a blog in Singapore. I am a 24 year old Singaporean lady living in Germany, married to a 40 year old German man, and we have been in a domestic discipline marriage ever since we got married in 2006.

Before I met him, I never knew a thing about domestic discipline, as a matter of fact I never got spanked before I met him. Even before we got married, the only times he did hit my bottom were those playful spankings considered to be part of foreplay.

Things changed when we decided to get married. He was moving back to Germany and we were too in love to be apart. Therefore, the talk of marriage came up. However, Hanz (my husband) then brought up the issue of domestic discipline. He had seen it in his parents marriage and others as well back in Germany and he felt it was what he wanted in a marriage. Now I must admit that the thought of being spanked our punished by one's husband did not help in making me feel enthusiastic about a domestic discipline marriage. But despite that, I guess I was already in a way the less dominant one in the relationship with Hanz. I mean firstly, he was older than me and then he had this manliness about him that made me totally let go and let him take care of me. But bottomline was, I trusted him. In the three years that we dated, I grew to realise that he was someone I could count on and would want to spend the rest of my life with. Therefore I agreed to give it a try. Nevertheless, Hanz kinda sensed a bit of apprehension in me and therefore proposed that we try it out before confirming it. He assured me that it would not change a thing about our relationship if end of the day I felt that it was not for me. So with that we announced our engagement and flew off to Germany.

The settling in was hectic and for the first few months nothing about domestic discipline was talked about. We were busy with moving in and Hanz was constantly ensuring that I was settling well. As Hanz's job was quite a high paying one, I didn't have to work. Anyway the plan was that I'd be a housewife anyway. So the time in Germany was to be like a trial for myself to see if I could fully embrace such domesticity.

Then one evening as we cuddled together on the couch with a glass of wine, I casually brought up the issue of domestic discipline. Hanz gave a slight smile and told me that it was on his mind but he just wanted to ensure that I had settled in comfortably. Aww that melted away any other reservations about entering into a domestic discipline contract (yes that is what its called here and yes there is a contract) with Hanz, and we agreed to discuss it the next day as it was the weekend.

The next day, Hanz sat down with me and discussed with me what domestic discipline was all about. He also gave me some links of resources to look through. The dreadful first introductory spanking gave the next day. Hanz hates role-playing and pretend so he gave me a spanking regarding a bad habit that i had – i always left the plates in the sink until it piled up even for a few days before i washed them. I was lazy no excuses about it. So over his knee i went. Now I must say, i always loved his firm hugs and grip. But it was that day that I realised how tough and firm his hands were. Although I had my shorts and panties on, I felt every single one of the spanks right from the very start! By the time he put me in the corner tears were already dripping down. I remember my heart sank when he told me then that he had given me a very light spanking as it was my first one. When he brought me back over his knee after the corner time, I started crying the moment he bared my bottom and even before the first spank came down. I guess he showed a bit of mercy that day for he only gave me another ten spanks on my bare bottom before he sent me to the corner once again. However, after the corner time he gave me a long cuddle and that soothed most of the pain that I had.

Unlike many of the other domestic discipline relationships, Hanz started slow with me and it was only after one month plus that the routine of domestic discipline swung in. Hanz started me off on three maintenance spankings a week – on Sunday, Wednesday and Friday. Each night during those days, I would be fully naked and kneeling beside the bed with my hands behind my back. When Hanz strolled in, then it would be over his knee for about three to five minutes of spankings. To be honest, it normally felt like it was 3 to five hours. After that, it would be prostrate out on the bed face down with pillows under my tummy to raise my bottom for ten strokes of the belt. Until today, I never fail to cry during maintenance. When we first began maintenance, Hanz warned that I was never to be late for my maintenance. I was late once for maintenance and he tripled whatever I got during maintenance. I never was late again.

In between those maintenance, there were the other punishments as well for various things and it would range from mild which would be a normal handspanking to severe ones which would involve a variety of implements.

Domestic discipline however did not change much of our relationship in fact I think it has made us closer. We got married the following year and we are celebrating our second wedding anniversary next year.



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