Real Life Singaporean Spanking Stories

Have A Spanking Good Christmas!

2011-12-25T10:43:00.004+08:00

The time has come once again....a time of giving (and receiving) and a time that's cause for cheer. So to each and every one of you...Spankalot wishes you a Spankingly and Spanktastic Christmas...

Joe witnesses his father spank his girlfriend

2011-12-19T14:20:00.000+08:00

Now Dear Readers, there are a select few of people in my social circle who are largely vanillas but do know of my spanko antics. Why? Well for various reasons, some just happened to find out and some were really close friends to begin with. Why are they still vanilla? Well some just did not have that inclination and some (in my personal opinion) just haven't had the courage to embrace that inner spanko in them. So anyway Joe is a vanilla friend who surprising shared this real life spanking story with me.

Joe was about 27 when this happened......

After Joe had finished his national service at the age of 21, he had gone overseas for his University studies. After he graduated, a company that he had interned with while he was studying offered him a job and so he stayed on overseas only returning occasionally for short holidays to catch up with his father and his older sister (his mother had passed away when he was in Junior College).

So during the year that he turned 27, his sister gave him a call and she sounded a little upset. It turned out that their father was in a relationship with a much younger girl. He had actually been in the relationship for a little over two years but his sister had not told him about it (apparently his father did not mention it either during the weekly calls that he made home) as she reckoned that their father was probably just going through a phase. Joe had also not been back for that past two years as he was just starting in his new job and wanted to focus on it. Well a little background......Joe's father was self-made man, a businessman who was rather successful. So successful that at the age of 55, he was in semi-retirement mode. Coincidentally, that was the year that Joe turned 25 and had graduated plus found a job. He elder sister (older by two years) had already gotten married and so Joe's father had no financial burdens or dependants. Even the landed property, which he unfortunately by now stayed alone in with the maid of course, was fully paid for. Therefore Joe's father decided to scale back his involvement in his business and take life at a slower pace. So at that time Joe's sister reckoned that their father's relationship with this much younger girl was probably due to an empty nest syndrome. However when the girl moved in with him, Joe's sister was incensed. She felt that the girl was probably trying to make use of their father and his money. Also Joe's sister, refused to visit their father's home after that. She then made the decision to tell Joe about it, firstly because she thought Joe would somehow be able to “talk some sense” into their father but also because the girl that their father was dating was Alice........she was (and Joe said he almost dropped the phone when his sister told him this) Joe's classmate in Secondary School and Junior College. (Oh and for those who were wondering......this was before the facebook explosion and no.......Joe was not on friendster or myspace either.)

So anyway the time seemed right, Joe had finally finished his “rookie” phase at work and was actually considering taking a three-week holiday back to Singapore to see his family before his sis had called him with the news about their dad. And with the new revelation about his father, Joe reckoned it was probably a sign that he had been away from home for a little too long. So he called his father to inform him about his plans to return for a holiday and just as his father went “Oh yeah by the way...” Joe told him that he already knew as his sis had called a couple of weeks earlier to let him know.

The fateful day came and Joe was greeted with warm smiles at the airport by his father and sis. Alice was not there as his father had reckoned that it be best that the three of them (Joe, his sis and father) had a little homecoming of their own first. Lunch was pleasant and no one talked about Alice, but there was a little awkward tension after lunch when their father asked whether Joe's sis would like to come over. Joe's sis however declined.

Alice was at home when Joe and his father returned. Joe found it a little awkward at first, finally seeing his old classmate after so long but now as his father's girlfriend. But as he was a little beat from the flight, he retreated to his room and drifted into a deep sleep. He awoke later that evening and braced himself as he walked down the stairs to the living room to go for dinner with his father and Alice. The conversations kept flowing during dinner and the awkwardness seemed to fade but it soon returned when Joe's father stepped away to answer a phone call. To stifle the awkward feeling he had, and to avoid any silence which would have made his awkward feeling worse, Joe tried to engage in a cordial conversation with Alice, but it was hard for all Joe really wanted to ask her was “What was she doing with her father”. He had known Alice since they were 13 and she never once had come across as the type to find an older guy for money. Plus he knew that she was a nice girl. But it made things worse for him internally for this meant he could not come up with a good enough reason as to why Alice was together with her father. To be fair, Joe's father aged pretty well, he looked younger than his actual age and cut a trim figure largely due to his active & healthy lifestyle. But still, he felt that would not be enough to get Alice hooked on him. This mental frustration and awkward feeling must have shown on his face for out of the blue Alice told him that she could sense that Joe suspected her intentions for being with his father. She reassured him that her feelings for his father were genuine and in no way was she thinking for taking advantage of his father nor was she with him because he was loaded. Joe kept silent for a bit and when he found his voice, the only thing he managed to ask her was “How can I be so sure that you are telling the truth?”. To which Alice replied that even if she wanted to take advantage of him, his father would pretty well make sure she would not. She added that his father was not as “weak and foolish” as he and his sis reckoned. Puzzled by that, Joe was about to ask her what she really meant by that but his father returned to the table and as if by some magical flick of a switch, the conversation switched back to the frivolous and cordial exchanges that had taken place before his father had left the table.

The next night, Joe found himself alone in his room doing a little reading when he heard the sound of his father's car pulling up at the drive way of their home. Joe's father and Alice had gone for a function of Joe's father's business associate. As they entered the house Joe heard the muffled sound of a little argument taking place. He ignored it at first, returning his attention to his book, but he noticed that after a while the argument seemed to be more of his father raising his voice and scolding someone, either the maid or Alice he reckoned. But then after while he noticed that amidst the raised voice of his father were the sounds of “drumbeats” (yes that was what Joe said when he related this to me, caught me off guard for a moment, he reckoned that he thought his father had banged the table with his hand in anger) followed by the occasional yelp. Unsure of what to make out of that funny array of noises, Joe was intrigued and made his way down to check it out. As he neared the stairs and as he made his way down, the voices got clearer. He recognised the angry voice as that of his father's, scolding something about disrespect, and the more meek voice as that of Alice, whose voice was now clearer and amidst the yelps & ows were “I'm Sorry” and “Please stop”. But he still could not figure out what the “drumbeats were”. (Just so you know, I was chuckling by this time when Joe told me the story.) So down the stairs he went and the moment he turned the corner reached the doorway of the living room he froze, eyes widened. There in the living room, was his father sitting on the sofa with Alice over his lap, tights down at her knees, she was bare bottomed and his father was spanking her. With her already-pinkish-fast-becoming-red bare bottom bearing the brunt of Joe's father's spanks, she was too busy apologising and pleading with him to notice Joe. His father however noticed him, during a momentarily pause in his dishing out of the spanking as he looked up, but did not acknowledge his presence and went straight back to spanking Alice. Joe stood there frozen.......(he kinda lost all track of time but as he thought back he felt it must have been 5 mins max though it felt as if time stood still at that time) watching his father land handspank after handspank onto Alice's bottom as she cried and pleaded to no avail. When he was done, Joe's father told simply told Alice “in the corner” and she quickly got up to the corner behind the sofa, stuck her bottom out and put her hands on her head. Joe's father then turned his attention to Joe, who was still frozen in his spot. Breaking into his usual smile, he said, “I'm sorry Joe did we disturb your sleep?” As he looked at his father he noticed that behind him, facing the corner Alice visibly stiffened when his father had addressed him but she did not move from her spot. Joe's mind was blank and he could barely answer his father. His father must have sensed this for he gave a little chuckle and told Joe that he must have a lot of questions but it was late and he was “not quite done yet”, so he told Joe to rest for the night and he would explain it in the morning during breakfast.

Back in his room Joe tossed and turned, unable to comprehend what he just witnessed. Largely because his father never laid a hand on his sis or him, nor did he ever see him beat his mother when she was still alive. He could not remember what time he finally fell asleep but to him it seemed only for a matter of minutes before he heard the knock on his door as the helper informed him that breakfast was ready.

Stumbling down the stairs....Joe wondered if it had all be a dream.....not sure if the events he had witnessed the night before had really taken place. But as he walked towards the garden to join his father and Alice for breakfast....the slight embarrassed look on Alice's face hinted to Joe that it was not a dream. Joe's father and Alice were already finishing up their breakfast when he joined them at the table. Joe's father probably sensed from the uncomfortable silence following the morning greetings from Joe was due to the previous night events. Thus he casually began talking about it. In his usual direct and open fashion, Joe's father explained to Joe that what he witnessed last night was simply an "agreement" that he and Alice had in their relationship. It was a domestic discipline relationship that they had. And as his father spoke, Joe learned how Alice and his father had met. She had been working in Joe's father's company and for a period of time had reported directly to Joe's father. Apparently it was there that the spankings had begun. It soon dawned upon Joe that his and his sister's fears that father was a silly old man being conned by a young lady was actually very much the opposite and their father was still very much in control.

Now the only problem was how to tell his sister.......to be honest.........he never did...........he merely told his sister that based on what he had experienced during his stay......it was unlikely that their father would be conned and Alice was by no means a money-grabbing lady. He never knew if his sister ever found out about their father's spanking activities but he reckons that she should have for a few months later his sister somehow developed an acceptance to Alice as their father's girlfriend and even paid regular visits to their home. But Joe has never talked to her about it.

Its a Spanking Love Our Lurkers Day 6th Edition

2011-11-10T10:23:00.000+08:00

Yes Dear Readers,
Once again the time has come for Love Our Lurkers Day!! And this year I will kick it off with a personal apology. In recent months I know I have been pretty irregular in my posting. And for this I apologise, I am truly sorry. I have been outstation (away from Singapore) due to work and it has been a little difficult to keep up with the postings due to my work schedule. But nevertheless I try. And for those who have stuck around, words cannot express how appreciative I am. Thank you.

So readers, you know the drill, hit me with a comment if you can, I would love it. And do give me some feedback if you could, like what you would love to see more in my posts. I will try my best!

Thank you once again! Have remember, keep the spankings going!!

For those who are not sure about Love Our Lurkers Day well...Everytime this year we give a great shout out of love to the people who matter most to our blogs...our readers. Especially the lurkers who have stayed around but due to their own reasons...have not commented. Today, we invite them to give us a comment!! Be it anonymously or not just hit me with a comment! So come on people, let's have a lil fun :)

Lastly, a lil love to the wonderful founder of Love our Lurkers Day...Bonnie from My Bottom Smarts. Do check her out ya? After you have given me a comment ya?

Reader's Submission: Waiting for her virgin caning on her wedding night

2011-10-06T08:54:00.000+08:00

Dear readers,
I bring you another real life spanking story that one of you have sent me recently. Please note that this was sent to me a while ago. And so by the time you are reading this, our dear contributor would have already have gotten married and received her virgin caning. Though personally I wished she would have elaborated more about how they got started on spanking. Nevertheless do enjoy

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Hi Spankalot, I came across your site when I googled Singapore spanking and was thrilled to find your site. I always wondered if there were other Singaporeans who like me got spanked and its comforting to know that I am not alone.

Anyway I wrote to u today to share with you about myself. I am currently 25 years old and I get spanked by my boyfriend who is 46 this year and runs his own business. We have been dating for almost three years. He is an a very loving boyfriend and makes me feel very protected. Maybe because he is older than me, sometimes he also feels like a mentor or father figure to me. But he has taught me a lot of things and I am really thankful to have him in my life. I love him very much and try my best to be a good girlfriend to him but sometimes I can be quite playful and not rational which can get on his nerves and when that happens I get a good spanking which will confirm leave me in tears one. My boyfriend is a very sporty person and he does hit the gym quite regularly so he is quite strong. Sometimes I wonder if his hands are made of steel. Most of the times he spanks me only with his hands but alone is enough to make me cry. Even from the first time he spanked me which was the after we almost broke up over me flirting too much with other guys. Its a long story but at the end of it when he wanted to leave me I began to regret a few days later and realised I loved him a lot and then he told me that he could not continue being in a relationship with me being the way I was. And that if I wanted to continue I had to listen to him and he would spank me if he felt I needed it. That first spanking he gave me over his knee made me cry really bad and the best part was after that he can tell me that it was considered very light by his standard and that if he spank me in future I can expect it to be harder. I thought he was joking with me but apparently he spank all his previous girlfriends also. I found out firstly because he says so but also because sometime after the first spanking I found out an ex-schoolmate of mine used to be his girlfriend. And when she shared with me how he use to spank he I realise that he really gave me a light spanking. But after that with other spankings from him I soon learn that his hands really can make my whole backside turn red. His arms are also very strong and once I am over his knee there is no way that I can struggle out even if I tried. But I also learn that I should not struggle when he is spanking me. The first time I tried to struggle and get out of his knee he held me down and spank me for longer and harder until he felt I learn my lesson not to struggle anymore. That was the first and last time that I ever try to struggle away when he is spanking me. Now I will take my spanking like a good girl and sometimes he does not spank me as hard as he promise. But somehow that only work for minor things and no matter how I try to act cute and suck up to him when I have done something very bad wun seem to change how bad I am spank by him. Like when I was caught for drink driving his car and he had to pick me up from the police station. I was still high when he came and pick me and bring me back to his place so he let me sleep. The next day when I woke up and realise what I had done I try to be nice make him breakfast and wear something nice and sexy but it did not help. He spank me so hard that day that I thought my backside would explode. Worse still he use his belt also. But I guess I deserve it for being stupid enough to drink drive. I even lost my license. Anyway we are getting married next month. My boyfriend has requested me to be stop work and be a housewife which is also something I plan to do in the first place. We are financially stable because he got his own business and so there is no need for me to work also. So two months ago I quit my job and moved in with him to get a feel of being a housewife. It has been fun because we get to see each other more often and spend a lot of together. But also I have end up getting spank almost every other day. My boyfriend feels that if I agree to be his housewife then I need to learn to be a proper housewife. And so for the past two months I think almost everyday my backside is red. Recently my boyfriend bought a cane. He have not use it on me yet he says that he is keeping it and will use it on me on our wedding night. Somehow I am a little excited and also afraid at how the cane will feel when he cane me.......

Setting the girlfriend's parents's mind at ease with a spanking

2011-09-24T01:40:00.000+08:00

Hi Dear Readers,
After so many times, I will not bore you with the usual problems with work that have affected my update schedule. I am sorry but that's all I will say. And with that apology, I bring you another real life spanking story. Enjoy....

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It wasn't any wonder that Suling's parents were not at all happy when they learnt that she was dating Johnson. Like any typical old-aged Singaporean Chinese parents, Johnson “just wasn't the right choice”. Firstly he wasn't Chinese, he wasn't even Singaporean. Johnson was Australian and they had met while Suling was doing here university studies there. What made things worse was that Suling was only in her second year in her university studies, she was back for the hols when she had broken the news to her parents, and she also revealed that she had moved in with him. Suling's parents, especially her father, were even more upset when they learnt that he was 38 years old (Suling was only 20 then). It's just this thing with fathers I guess.......not very comforting to learn that the person dating your daughter was was old enough to screw some girl (and probably did) before your daughter was even born, but is now banging your daughter. But being the only daughter and the “princess” of the family, Suling's parents resigned themselves to the fact that they didn't have much choice or say in Suling's decision.

Nevertheless, still being the worried parents that they were, they decided that during Suling's next term break they would make a trip down. And when they did, they bunked at Johnson's place as well. Thing went relatively well for the first few days of their one week trip there. Suling's parents, although still a little uncomfortable with Johnson's age, were quietly pleased with Johnson's demeanour and respect.

Then came the “incident”. It was during dinner and a certain conversation got a little aggressive. Suling began to get a little defensive with her mother's “loving nagging” and made a few snide remarks towards her mother. When her father tried to suggest that her mother only meant well, Suling's offered a few snide remarks to her father in response. Things culminated with Suling calling her parents “obstinate old farts”. There was an embarrassing silence in the air and it was visible that Suling's mother was rather hurt by the remarks and her glazed eyes suggested that she was holding back her tears. Now Johnson had been quiet throughout that slightly aggressive conversation but he had felt the harsh words used by Suling were a tad too disrespectful. By now, the embarrassing silence had only lasted a few moments, and Suling had gone on to spew a string of more disrespectful remarks on her parents and Johnson felt the need to interfere. Cutting Suling off with a “let's get the dessert” he held on to Suling's arm and firmly motioned her to follow him into the kitchen. When they got into the kitchen, Johnson asked Suling what was she thinking hurling all those hurtful remarks at her parents. Normally, Johnson's serious hushed tone would have been a good enough signal for Suling to stop her outburst, but she was already in a groove of her own, and so she decided it would be good to hurl some expletives at Johnson for questioning her. In response, Johnson just calmly took walked out of the kitchen, smiled at Suling's parents and took a chair from the dining table and brought it back into the kitchen. As she saw Johnson return with the chair she knew what it meant, but it shocked her slightly as she didn't think that he would spank her while her parents were here and so she apologised immediately and pleaded with Johnson not to spank her while her parents were sitting just outside. But Johnson would have none of it. As he sat himself down on the chair and rolled up his sleeves, he told her that she should have thought about that when she hurled those hurtful remarks at her parents. Suling knew she had no choice and so when Johnson told her to lower her shorts and panties, she obeyed and went over his lap. It was a quick but stinging two minute handspanking on her barebottom and as soon as he was done, he reached out for the drawer and fished out a spatula. He gave her ten stinging swats on each of her bared bottom cheeks and made her count them (all twenty) out with a “I'm sorry for being disrespectful to my parents”. He then told Suling that this was just a “quick” spanking to make sure she doesn't continue her hurtful attitude and she could expect a proper punishment for this outburst once her parents had left and another for the expletives she had said to him. Suling's tears had already welled up in her eyes by the time Johnson had finished spanking her with the spatula and she was sniffling. So Johnson put her in the corner with her hands on her head as he went to get the dessert ready. As soon as he was done, he told Suling to pull up her shorts and panties, and get the plates and follow him out. While the there was a door to the kitchen, the dining table was just outside of it and Suling was sure that her parents must have heard her getting her spanking. And they did. So as they walked out, there was an uncomfortable silence as Johnson placed the dessert on the table. Just as Suling was about to sit down, Johnson asked her if she was forgetting something, and as she embarrassingly looked down, Suling apologised to her parents for her outburst earlier. And as Johnson served Suling's parents the dessert, he too apologised to them for allowing Suling to hurl such hurtful remarks at them. This pleasantly surprised them as they never thought that someone like him would be so respectful to elders.

The last few days of Suling's parents' trip went on rather well but it was at the airport as they sent Suling's parents off that Johnson and Suling would get a surprise back. As Suling parents' turned to say goodbye to Suling and Johnson, Suling's father said to Suling that he was more relieved now that Suling was in good hands and then he turned to Johnson and winked.

So all was well, Suling's parents approved of her dating Johnson. But that was the least of her worries at that time. For as soon as Suling's parents had gone off, they were on the way back home for her proper punishment. As soon as they reached home, Suling was stripped of her clothes and her bottom striped with Johnson's belt and cane.

The punishment of a Singaporean gangster's moll?

2011-08-30T17:17:00.003+08:00

This was one of the few early real life stories I had written but somehow I lost the batch of them, then looking through my old files a few days ago I found this. Unfortunately I was too busy to proof read and vet it, so apologies if its a little raw.

Back in the day.....this was either the late 1970s or the early 1980s. The person who narrated this story to me could not exactly remember. Personally......I believe that most of it is true though I would not be surprised if some of it is exaggerated. So anyway back to the story proper.

For those who are not very clear with Singapore, Geylang is a place filled with vice. Its now much more well known for food, but it was (and still is) the sole area where legalised prostitution was in Singapore. Of course there were the illegal ones but I'll be digressing if I went on about it. So apart from the prostitution, the many vices such as illegal gambling dens and drug transactions used to take place there as well. Ok for those who know Singapore well enough, there are other areas in Singapore for that but the point in saying all this is largely due to Geylang being the scene of this real life spanking story.

So back then there was this guy.......hmmm....let's call him Big Ong. And now I do not know how much of a big shot he was in that area, but what I was told was that he ran a couple of “businesses” in the area. He had a brothel or two, had his hand in drug peddling, loan shark activities, illegal gambling dens and was affiliated to a certain gang. Was he a big head or not, unfortunately I do not know. But what I know about him is that unlike many of the “gangsters” in his era, he was largely more educated. Though the information that I got from the few sources I talked to could not agree on whether he merely completed his A levels or did his university studies (overseas so say they). At the same time, he had legitimate businesses, which I was told were a hotel and coffeeshop in the area.

Apparently Big Ong stayed around the area as well and so his was a permanent “fixture”in the area. Almost everyday, he could be seen either going about his rounds collecting money, “inspecting” his various businesses, or (which was most of the time especially in the evening onwards) he would be sitting at the coffeeshop with a whole group of associates. But as he was well advanced in age and position by then, he was around 40-ish, and so he largely let most of his younger “staff” do the work for him. And for a period of time, there was this girl that who was pretty young, who would be with him. She was one of the ah lians who hung out in the area and had caught his fancy. And when I say young, she was definitely not older than 19. One of my sources said that she was maybe only 15 or 16, another said she was 17/18. Let's call her Rina. In any case, Rina was a school dropout (confirmed I guess for all sources concurred) and was the typical ah lian then. She was pretty, dressed skimpily, had a tad too much make up sometimes, smoked and cursed. And like the typical gangster's moll (as some of my western readers would be more familiar with) or the ah lians, she was loyal to her lover (Big Ong in this case), subservient even. She was fiery no doubt, but rarely did she go against Big Ong's words or instructions. Occasionally her temper got the better of her or her youthful playfulness took things a little too far for Big Ong's liking. But he had his way of dealing with it..........read on for more explanation.....

Now maybe a little description first...

Like a lot of guys/gangsters in Big Ong's era, face was very important and most of the time their girlfriends were expected to tow the line. Like pretty vases, they were meant to be seen and rarely heard. Of course in a big group setting and all the girlfriends sitting together would definitely result in loud chatter and giggling. But when it came to what they termed “men's affairs” they never wanted the girlfriend's opinion. However, every now and then, one of the girls would somehow “cross the line” and in most situations the boyfriend/lover would try to shut them off with a verbal warning which worked sometimes. But in most situations when the girls, who were typically subservient, “crossed” such a line their tempers/emotions would have gotten ahead of them and so this did not work. And so the boyfriend/lover would then result in getting a little more physical. Which in most case was a tight slap across the girl's face. And the slap would usually be pretty hard for the girl would bear faint reddish marks on her cheek. And the girls accepted it (well at least those girls in that era and clique at least), like as if it was an unspoken rule that it was normal. And in fact, there were times it became more then just slaps. However, Big Ong apparently was a little different. While he did take the same stand as the rest of the guys on the behaviour of a girlfriend, he did not resort to slapping or using his fist to pound. To the sources I spoke to, Big Ong reckoned that while he understood why the guys (esp in his clique) did so, he found it too ungentlemanly and to barbaric. As the sources quoted him, Big Ong agreed that the girl in such circumstances needed to be taught a lesson/punished but not in a way that affect her looks or could possible scar her face. And so Big Ong relied on giving a good ol spanking.

At first they did not know what Big Ong did to Rina. For whenever Rina did “cross the line”, he would lash out verbally at her to quieten her down then he would take her by the arm and go to the hotel he owned. They would then be gone for at least 30mins to an hour and when they returned, Rina would be visibly more mild/submissive, her face would be sometime tear-stained. Although I am sure it would have been a clear indicator, but probably because my sources were not spankos (not then at least) they did not realise that she would also seat down more gently/slowly when they returned. It was an unspoken rule that no one interfered with how the other treated their girlfriend so for a while no one really knew what happened. But the rest of the girlfriends actually knew. Well you know, the ladies actually talked to each other about their own boyfriends. But they never did tell their boyfriends for it was a dilemma for them. On one hand they “respected” Big Ong for his way in handling it cause it did not humiliate the girlfriend in public, but on the other hand they were fearful that their boyfriends may adopt such a method because for them, a slap in public despite being humiliating only lasted a mere split second, and a bashing with their boyfriends fist hardly every lasted 5mins and the struggling lasted most of the 5mins. However as Rina described to them, a spanking was painful and lasted much longer than a simple slap.

Then came a fateful day, that Rina “crossed the line” which culminated in her insulting and splashing a cup of beer at Roger who was a close associate of Big Ong. Big Ong took it as a loss of face and was seething with anger upon seeing it happen. Maybe it was a code among them as well, that Big Ong felt a need to make up to Roger. So this time when he brought Rina to the hotel, he called Roger to follow him. When they reached the hotel, apparently Big Ong had room which was permanently his (it was his hotel anyway), and when they went in Big Ong asked Roger to take a seat. Then as he brought Rina to the bed, he apologised to Roger for what Rina had done and he told him that to make up for that, he was to let her witness Rina being “taught a lesson”. By then Roger reckoned that Rina was already looking rather sorry and pleaded with Big Ong if she could just apologise to Roger and “serve him tea”. However Big Ong told her that she would still have to do that later when they returned to the coffeeshop but she was still going to be taught a lesson. He then lifted her mini-skirt and saw that she was wearing panties and so told her to go to the toilet and remove her skirt and change to a thong. Big Ong explained to Roger that he would normally make her remove her clothes but as he was around she would wear a thong. I suppose it was one of those codes for them that certain things of their own girlfriend was only meant for their own eyes. So when she came out of the toilet, abit reluctantly, Big Ong pulled her to the bed, sat down and put her over his knee. And he began spanking her rather hard in a rhythmic fashion. Rina winced and pleaded from the first smack as Big Ong launched into a verbal lashing as he spanked her bottom. Rina was sniffling by the time he was done and he made her stand up so he could get up then he told her to lie face down, spread eagle on the bed. As he removed his belt, Rina pleaded with him but Big Ong told her to shut up and proceeded to whip her bottom with his belt. Roger noticed that despite her cries and pleading, not once did she try to struggle away. After he was done with the belt, he told Rina to apologise to Roger. Then Big Ong ushered Roger to the door and asked that he return to the coffeeshop first as he was not done with Rina yet. At the side of his eye, Roger noticed that Big Ong had pulled out a cane from the vase next to the door. Of course Roger complied but as Big Ong closed the door, Roger stood there straining his ears to hear what happened next. He heard Big Ong tell Rina to remove her clothing and of course there was some pleading from Rina but then came the sounds of the cane which was quickly followed by Rina's cries of pain. So intrigued was Roger that he never took count of the number of strokes but he reckoned that it had to be more than ten. Then it went silent and as soon as he her moans from Rina, he chuckled to himself and made his way back to the restaurant.

Of course by the time Big Ong and Rina returned to the coffeeshop, Rina was rather embarrassed but seemingly more sorry and Big Ong reckoned that Roger would have told the table what had happened.
The girlfriends were also a little horrified that the boyfriends now knew what Big Ong did whenever Rina stepped out of line. But fortunately for most of them, only one or two of the guys ever ventured in spanko territory.

As a parting note.......I hope this does not give a false impression that the “gangsters” in Singapore are a kinky bunch.....most of them are not.......at least not that I know...........

A spanking music video

2011-08-22T21:49:00.000+08:00

Hey Dear Readers,
Sorry work has been bummer and I am currently posted out of town for a bit. But will try to update as frequently as I can. Nevertheless........for those who read one of my previous posts on a spanking tune.....apparently someone has made one titled "Ass Drums".......lol.......check it out:

Reader's submission: Young Fiancee Punished

2011-08-10T03:18:00.000+08:00

Dear readers,
Here is another story that one of you have sent me. I thank you for sharing. For those who do not know the drill, occasionally readers of mine send me stories of their own real life spankapades.......I put them on my blog with their permission of course. The writing may be a little different from mine as I do not edit them but rather paste them wholesale.

Enjoy..........

I am a 21 year old Singaporean girl and recently moved to the UK with my fiance who was posted back here. I have been with my fiance ever since I was 17 and being Brit, he doesn't hesitate to give me bottom a good thrashing if I need one. I can be quite demanding and hard to handle sometimes, but being 14 years older than me, I guess my fiance has the experience in handling girls like me. When we first got together he told me straight in the face that he would spank me if I needed it. I guess I thought he was joking, but soon I learnt he wasn't. It was only our first month together and he had met me after school for lunch. We were supposed to catch a movie but he had to return back to office and so we could not watch the movie. But when he went to buy food I used his phone to sms his boss to say that he was sick and would not return to office. His boss belived my sms but he wasn't very amused. And so he brought me to his apartment which was nearby and gave me a rather good bare bottom spanking. I also learnt that year that he was not one to shy from spanking me in front of others. It was the last day of the school year and I had asked him if I could use his place for a mini party with a group of my girls after school. He was going to be at work anyway. I guess we got a little out of hand with our party as we blasted the music a little loud. And then in my excitement I forgot that he had warned against touching his liquor cabinet and I took a bottle of his vodka out. It was the first time anyone of us had drunk any alcohol and so soon the five of us got a little high and more rowdy as we began squeeling and screaming at the top of our voices with the loud music and we even threw toilet paper rolls out of the window into the trees below. I think someone must have complained because the security guard of the condo called my fiance who rushed back. He wasn't very please with what he saw and turned off the hi-fi the moment he came in. The five of us were shocked to see him suddenly appear and he began scolding us, well me mostly. Partly because of the alcohol I decided to talk back to him even though it was really our fault and so he decided there and then that he was going to spank me in front of my friends. But I refused when he told me to remove my skirt and go over his lap. However when he took out the ruler from the coffee table and warned that he would take the cane too if he had to force me over his lap I quickly did as I was told. It was embarrassing having to remove my skirt and go over his lap in front of my friends, but by the time he pulled down my panties the embarrassment was far from my mind as my bottom was on fire as he spanked my bare bottom. After the girls had left, I had to clean up his place bare bottomed and had to bend over after that as he smacked my bottom with his ruler twenty times. Over here in the UK we live in a rather close knit community where everybody knows every everybody and yes unfortunately I'm pretty sure almost everybody knows that my fiance spanks me. Likewise, he has already spanked me previously infront of my friends and he doesn't hesitate to spank me infront of his. But its only the handspankings though. My fiance feels he needn't put others through having to watch me being caned. Its a good thing too as he is quite an expert with the cane and I am normally screaming and begging when he canes me.

Spanking B - An opportune chance taken

2011-08-03T10:03:00.000+08:00

Hey dear readers, its funny how many times in a relationship many of us miss certain opportune times to initiate a spanking with a vanilla. These opportune times present themselves in rather subtle ways most of the time and looking back, I have on many occasions missed such opportune circumstances. Nevertheless, there have been times that I caught that opportune time and it led to a spanktastic time. The following story is one of them. Enjoy.........

This was another girl I dated while studying......let's call her B. So during my time together with B, we spend a lot of time at her place after school and for two good reasons......1) Her parents worked till like 9plus 10 and (2) she stayed like 300m away from our school. And like many of the vanilla girls I dated, I had given a quick spank or two to her bottom every now and then in playful jest and also to “test the market” for how receptive to a spanking they were. Now B was one of those where a gut feeling told me that she would be for she always gave a giggle and a half-hearted-pretend-annoyed “tsk” whenever I swatted her bottom for fun. That being said, during the times that I had tried to put her over my lap she always struggled away though she never got annoyed but rather struggled away giggling. But not being one to force things and at that time, I was still rather inexperienced and did not have the courage either to tell a girl in her face that she need to be spanked (I finally mustered that courage with another girl but that's a story for another time) so things went on for a few months with lots of sex happening but almost zilch in the spanking department less for the occasional playful spank I gave to her cute bottom.

But as always, good things come to he who waits, or in my case.......waits for the right opportunity. Which before I begin to explain here, I must say I never knew what really caused her to say what she did (you will understand as you read on)....

So it was one of those days as usual where we were at her place after school and we were just mucking around in bed and had finished a second round of sex. We were in the midst of a playful wrestle cum tickling match when she swung her hand a little to excitedly and it result in her hand landing a slap to my cheek and the continued motion of her hand led her two fingers to jab my eye. My natural reaction was to stumble back and cup my eye while she, also startled, began apologising profusely and in her apology I heard the words.....”I'm sorry baby........you punish me....” I literally froze for a few seconds and opened my eyes to see her lying face down on the bed as if waiting in anticipation (we were both naked at that time). Now at that time, as I looked at her in that rather submissive position and that cute apologetic face of hers, the first thing one my mind was to go “It's alright baby.....it was an accident”. But just as I was about to mouth those words, I held them back and once again a spanko idea came to mind.......

I placed my hand on her bare bottom and gave a sharp spank to one of her bum cheeks......just to “test the market” once again. She gave a cute little wince........I gave another sharp spank to the other bum cheek and this time she wince and then.......half breathed a “I'm sorry baby......” My heart literally skipped a beat as my eyes brightened up......I cleared my throat and began on a more steady tempo of spanks which drew more gasps and sorrys.......and I guess as part of a natural reaction she tried to put her hand back but I folded them behind her and held them there as I told her not to move and continued spanking away.

Now before anyone of you starts sending me hate comments for taking advantage and spanking a poor little girls for such a trivial matter......bear with me......for my spanko idea wasn't just to spank her for such a trivial matter......so read on......

By now.....I would have given about twenty to thirty spanks and I stopped tempo to rub her bottom and give the occasional spank.....I had by then already let go of her arms which were folded back and she was not holding on to the pillow in front of her. And as I rubbed her bottom......I casually asked her why I was spanking her, to which she replied was for slapping me and poking me in the eye. And so I asked again that since it was an accident why did she asked to be spanked. And she said that although it was an accident she still ended up causing me pain. So this time I pushed it further and asked if she felt she deserved it. And she nodded this time. My plan was moving along just fine and so it was time for the finale......I then asked her that since she felt that she needed to be “punished” for something accidental......shouldn't she be punished too for the tantrum she threw earlier?

Alright a little explanation here......earlier on in the day, B had finished her classes at about 12pm. But I had a few more classes which would have lasted till 3-ish or 4pm. However, B reckoned that I should just skip the class and when I refused, she threw a missy fit and unfortunately I relented because largely we were in public and I found it embarrassing especially since people were beginning to turn their heads towards our direction due to her increasing voice. So dear readers......of course I wasn't just going to spank dear cute little B for accidentally slapping my face and jabbing my eye.....but it was to lead to a more proper spanking for the tantrum she had earlier thrown.

Back to the earlier para.....

So she gave a little whine and pout.....it was adorable....but I digress. I gave a harder spank to her bottom and ask again. This time she nodded. And I threw another question....this time asking her if she felt throwing that tantrum was worse than accidentally slapping me in the face. And when she nodded and gave another question this time asking if so then shouldn't the spanking for throwing a tantrum be harder? She gave her cute whine and pout again.....looking at me this time with her puppy dog eyes as if pleading. But another sharp spank to her bottom did the trick as she quickly nodded. Pushing it further I asked her to “ask” to be punished once again like how she did earlier. And she asked this time “I'm sorry for the tantrum.....you punish me”.

This time I told her to lift her bottom up and I slid my legs under them so she was over my lap. I held her hands behind her for good measure and spanked away at the similar steady tempo but a little harder this time. Her ows grew louder together with her apologies becoming more frequent. And I could hear her sniffling in the midst of it all. I wasn't timing but I remember there was a clock in front of me and it was about more than 5-minutes but less than 10-minutes before I stopped. I rubbed her bottom for a bit and then reached over to her table, which was adjacent to the bed, and took the thick plastic ruler. I gave her 10 swats with the ruler which drew gasps and ows from her and I also made her say “I will not throw a tantrum again”. By the time I was done, she was sobbing and apologising. I rubbed her bottom and let her compose herself before getting her up and hugging her. By then my manhood was in full attention and round 3 of sex began soon after.

After that there was a sort of mutual understanding.......and whenever she kinda pissed me off or threw a tantrum.....all I needed to do once we reached her place was to sit on her bed legs straight out and tap my thighs and she would go over like a bad girl needing a darn good spanking.

Spankable Pictures 12

2011-08-01T03:57:00.000+08:00

Hi again!! Once again here are some of the supposedly vanilla photos, I have come across while surfing online, that kinda brings spanking back to mind....

The sound of spanking or a spanking tune?

2011-07-26T16:25:00.000+08:00

Dear readers,
Not a story this time but more of a spanking thought. It has been a constant thought at the back of my head and brought on once again when I replied to MBS's Spanko Brunch #288 and if you can see from my comment that a spanking tune much like how STOMP does its tunes is very much a possibility.

For you see, each spank has a different sound now I do not know if that is largely because of the bottom or the hand. Add implements into the equation and edit the cries from the spanks you'd probably have a full symphony and remix.

Just a spanking thought.............

Spankalot's personal story - Spanking P

2011-07-24T03:09:00.000+08:00

Hey dear readers, my sincerest apologies for not posting for a very long time. Unfortunately for me, spanking is not my career and the need to generate $$$ has led to a rather mad time in my career. A very busy few months which has seen me travel for work to crazy places largely without access to reliable internet and when there was it was the mad rush of replying work-related emails and issues. Nevertheless I should be back on a more regular posting schedule in my blog so I thank you dear readers for sticking around.

At the same time I realised that I have never posted much about my own personal spanking life......don't ask me why......maybe I was so preoccupied with posting the stories of the people who have shared their spanking stories with me that I neglected posting more about myself. Plus its different writing about myself........seems a little weird at times......but nevertheless.....here goes nothing.....about a certain ex-girlfriend of mine.....let's call her P shall we?

P was one of the girls I dated while I was in Poly. She was something many of my friends termed a “wild thing”. She had this quirky dressing and funky hair colours. Wild she was as my friends reckoned for she took the initiative to know me, now a lil disclaimer please don't get the wrong idea I do not reckon myself to be a stud of any kind, and kinda took more initiative when it came to physical intimacy.

So anyway.....you would know by now that at that time my dirty little mind was already filled with the spanking fetish. And it was soon before I began trying my luck giving a few swats here and there to her cute little bottom but never much of a serious spanking. Partly because the few times I pulled her over my knee and gave a few playful spanks, while we were having sex, I could only get a couple spanks before she wriggle away with a laugh and I did not force it because maybe at that point of time I was more inexperienced than anything. Its kinda hard to explain, I mean our relationship did not start of as a spanking relationship and then I wasn't really that open about my spanking fetish to the vanillas. I mean I had my group of spanko contacts and all but I had vanilla friends too. Nevermind.......

But my chance came close to a year in our relationship. My parents were overseas at that time, and yes like many Singaporean kids out there, when the parents are away the house becomes total chaos. So it we were in my room and it was about ten plus at night when the handphone rings and its my buddies asking if I was free to meet up. I had barely managed to answer when P started throwing a tantrum kicking me in the back and saying out loud that we had agreed to spend time together. Nostalgic ain't it for some of you guys? The neverending youthful worries of choosing to spend time with either your buddies and your girl? Well anyway so I stood up, turned around and shot her a glare before telling my buddy on the other line that I would call him back. As I ended the call I told her off for jumping to conclusions, yea I had intended to keep my promise to her and was about to tell my buddy that I would not meet them that day before I was rudely interrupted by her tantrum and kicking, and scolded her that since she decided to scream her head off the guys were gonna think I decided not to go because she made a fuss. She probably realised that she had reacted without thinking for her voice was more meek this time as she gave a pout and said that she did not know and thought I was going to agree to meet them. But I told her to shut it as I sat down on the bed, back facing her and dialled my buddy's number to tell him that I was not going to go. Of course I got a little ribbing from him for not wanting to meet them but they knew me well enough that it wasn't because of her tantrum. By the time I put down, I guess P was feeling a little apologetic for her earlier actions and had hugged me from behind and was already nibbling at my ear. I wasn't extremely pissed off but still little irritated at that point of time and then an idea came to mind. Reaching back I pulled her over so she sat on my lap and as she kissed me I attempted a half-irritated scolding again about how she should not over react like that and she took the bait apologising in a meeker tone this time as she attempted to apologise with more kisses to my neck. So I continued my little plan by saying that she was gonna have to do more than that to make up for the tantrum she threw. And as she gave turned to straddle me and rub her groin towards me and breathe the words “I'm all yours”, I manoeuvred her into an otk position over my lap and gave her a sharp spank to her pantied bottom, she was just in her lingerie at that time which was convenient. She struggled of course but I held her down and simply told her that since she wanted to act like a brat, I would give her what a brat deserved......a darn good spanking. I continued spanking at a steady rate as she winced and struggled, begging me to stop. And then I pulled down her panties and continued spanking this time at a harder and faster rate which drew little cries from her. And when she tried to put her hand back to block the spanks I locked it behind her back and told her that I would continue until she took the spanking without resisting. Her legs immediately stopped kicking as I continued to spank her already reddening bottom for another good minute or two. She whimpered apology after apology giving the usual promises that she would never throw a tantrum again. So I let her hand go and told her to prove that she was truly sorry she was to take the last twenty spanks to her bottom without struggling over putting her hand back. And I made her count them. She was sobbing and apologetic by the time I ended and as she laid there over my knee, I rubbed her bottom and slid my fingers in between her legs. As expected they were terribly wet and as soon as she began her soft moans and soft grinds of her hips against my fingers, I pushed her onto the bed and we probably fucked like rabbits in a full marathon for we were both sweaty and breathless when we both laid down exhausted on the bed. As we laid there in an embrace enjoying a few quiet moments listening to each other's breathing, I tried my luck once more as I sat up and said maybe another spanking to make sure you will be a good girl from now on......and guess what........she gave a pout and........went over my lap waiting for my hand.......

Needless to say........it was a rather spank-filled adventure for the rest of our relationship but unfortunately.......it takes more than a mutual liking for spankings to sustain a relationship and we parted ways sometime after. We are still friends though.........

Merry Christmas from Spankalot!

2010-12-25T12:14:00.000+08:00

To all of you, Merry Christmas and have a spanking good time!!

Spanking the ITE girl who stole

2010-12-10T04:09:00.000+08:00

It one thing to have your girlfriend steal from you, but when she steals from your friend's wife........that crosses a whole new boundary. This was a real life spanking story that a friend Ben told me over drinks some time back.....

Ben always had an eye for young sweet things and there was this time that he hooked up with this girl (Nadia) who was 18 or 19 (Ben was 35 at that time) and was still studying in ITE if I remember correctly.

Now I think it was around Christmas and Ben hosted a party at his place for his friends and their families. The party went pretty well though I guess it was not as interesting for Nadia for Ben's friends were all around his age and their wives were around that age too. But I digress.........

So the next morning, Ben received a call from Fred asking if they had happen to see a pair of diamond earring which his wife may have dropped at his place the night before. It was a pretty expensive pair of earrings but most importantly, it was a gift that Fred's mother had given to his wife. Ben did not remember seeing it and checked with Nadia, who had stayed over that night and helped with the cleaning up, if she had seen it but she too said that she had not seen it. It was disappointing for Fred but Ben promised that he would look around his place again to see if it could be lying around underneath somewhere. Unfortunately, Ben found nothing still.

Then about a week later, Fred dropped by Ben's place and said he had something important to show him. It turned out that by sheer luck, while his son was playing around with the videocam during the christmas party, he had recorded something interesting. By some matter of coincidence, Fred's son had captured in the background Fred's wife getting up from the sofa and moving away, and this scene continued with Nadia, who was sitting next to Fred's wife at that time, looking at the vacated spot and looking around as if to make sure no one was looking then picking up the earrings, apparently dropped by Fred's wife, and putting it into her clutch. Ben was infuriated and embarrassed by what he had just seen on the videocam. Apologising to Fred, he asked him to stay so that he could get Nadia over and settle it in front of him. It was about noon then and Nadia was about to finish school. So he paged her, yes this was during a time when handphones were not that common in Singapore yet, with a message that he had something extremely interesting to show her and that he needed her to come over once she was done with her school. She called about 15minutes later to let Ben know that she was on the way and tried to probe what was that “interesting” thing he wanted to show her and Ben played along saying that it was a surprise for her. Well he wasn't entirely lying but he made it sound as if it was something positive.

So the doorbell rang signalling Nadia's arrival and Ben brought her to the living room he thought he'd give her a final chance to own up by casually saying that Fred just happened to pop by to see if he could have any luck trying to find his wife's earring. But not only did Nadia not bat an eyelid, she talked to him offering her “condolences” for the loss of the earrings as if she really had not taken it. This made Ben even more angry but he bit his lip and maintained his composure as they sat on the adjacent sofa from the sofa Fred was seating on. Nadia seemed rather excited about what surprise Ben had and asked to be shown the “interesting” thing for she could not contain her curiosity much longer. So Ben with a slight forced smile said that he had something interesting to show her and he flicked a switch on the remote (Ben and Fred had hooked up the videocam to the television before Nadia had arrived) and, in Ben's own words, the look on her face was classic.

There was an air of silence for a few moments as Ben and Fred turned their attention to Nadia who, caught unaware and shocked, could only give a sheepish half-smile and looked down. Ben scolded her for a bit, re-emphasising how embarrassing and disappointing it was that his own girlfriend had done such a thing. Then he told her that he was going to spank her infront of Fred for what she had done. This shocked Nadia even further, she had gotten spanked by Ben before but never infront of anyone else and so she pleaded with him. But he was firm and told her to stand up and remove her school skirt. By then she had been spanked enough by Ben to know better than to disobey him and thus she stood up and complied, looking down embarrassed. Seeing that she was wearing her panties, he told her to change into a bikini thong, which she had at his place, so that he could spank her bare bottom while saving Fred the embarrassment of seeing her bottomless. When she returned wearing her thong, Ben promptly put her over his lap and spanked her bare butt cheeks for a good ten minutes, scolding her as he spanked. She was crying and apologising by the time he stopped but he got her to fetch the hairbrush. This time, over his lap once more, Ben pulled Nadia's hair with one hand so that her face looked up at Fred and he gave her 20 hard spanks with the hairbrush, and for each spank of the hairbrush, he made her count out and apologise to Fred. After he was done, he made her stand in the corner with her hands behind her back, as he apologised to Fred once more. After a while, as Ben was about to walk Fred to the door, he turned back to Nadia and told her that her punishment was not over and she was to remove her clothing and wait for him. When he returned, Ben spanked her again for another five minutes and gave her a blistering ten strokes of the cane.

The next day, Ben picked her up after school and went with her to Fred's house to return the earrings. And since Fred's wife did not witness the spanking the day before, Ben spanked Nadia once more in front of Fred and his wife and gave her another 20 with the hairbrush which she had to count off and apologise to Fred's wife with each spank of the hairbrush. Ben reckoned that she was pretty much well behaved for a bit after that.

Domestic Discipline Matchmaking Agency

2010-11-25T14:12:00.000+08:00

I am sure that all of you have heard of matchmaking agencies. I do not know how popular they are in the West, but here in Singapore, it has been quite the trend. In fact, not too long ago I remember reading in the newspapers that even young Singaporean males are going to matchmaking agencies to find a foreign bride. Now sometime back, it was made known to me that there was a certain matchmaking agency that specialised in the alternative lifestyle. And to my amazement........they specialised in Asian girls. But they were very secretive somewhat and only catered to clients who were relatively rich and could prove it. At times their agents would make contact with prospective clients and at other times, they would only accept new clients thru existing client referrals. Since I could neither prove that I was relatively rich and I indeed was quite the poor soul, I did not have the luxury of such access to the matchmaking agency. For a while I had thoughts that it was but a myth or legend and such an agency surely did not exist. But something inside me, found no reason why my dear friend would have lied to me. Though I later found out that it was actually sort of a Freudian slip when he let me in on such information which thus explained his tight-lipness despite my persistent probing thereafter. Nevertheless, my bonds with a few acquaintances grew stronger and I became a friend they trusted. A friend they trusted enough to let me in on a certain secret. The secret about the matchmaking agency. But knowing about my plans to start my own blog someday (if you are lost, this happened waaay before I had started this blog), they made me promise that privacy and confidentiality would be ensured in my posts.

So before I continue please note a two things:

1. I am sure that at least some of you are gonna post some scathing remarks that I its all bull-crap and that I am dreaming. Well, it up to you to believe. I stand by my claims that all stories here are true but I do not claim that I can convert you or make you believe me. So if you are one of those career-trolls, just leave me blog......this place is not for you.

2. There will be another group who will either leave a comment here or email me asking about where and how to get in touch with this “mythical” agency. Well, sorry to say, I am not going to be able to help you. I will not and cannot (at their request) introduce you to the friends who have shared this with me. I will be breaking their trust otherwise. Even if you are gonna tell me that you have billions and are a suitable candidate.......trust me, they will somehow find you or go ask your billionaire friends instead.

Alright, so now that we have gotten that out of the way let me continue........

So these friends shared with me that such a matchmaking agency existed. It catered for men who not only wanted to look for a bride/spouse, but one who was willing or also looking to be in a domestic discipline/domsub/masterslave relationship. But there were conditions for one to be a client. Interviews were made to ensure that the prospective clients were indeed true lifestylists (for lack of a better word) and not some perv or psycho out to torture women and eat them alive or something. Another condition that the prospective clients had to be wealthy enough to ensure that the brides/spouses would no longer have to work. It was a lengthy process, at least three months and five interviews before and man could be deemed eligible to be a client.

As for the agency, even my friends were not sure as to how many people ran it. But one thing is for sure, that the agency was pretty large with different “departments” specialising in ladies from a different continent. The girls were all engaged willingly. They knew what they were getting themselves into and the girl herself had the choice of rejecting a prospective client. They were not forced against they will in anyway. How were they scouted? Well.......read on to the end you will find out.

Now the girls themselves after showing their interest are also assessed for their suitability. At least three interviews are given before the agency agrees to take them under their wing. Once accepted, they are put through a training program. I do not know where the training takes place but the training program lasts about four months and is split into phases.

The first phase, which lasts about a week, is something of an introductory phase. Where as a group, they are introduced to what the training phases are like and observe how they are done. Now I must add that the girls can at any point decide that they have made a mistake in agreeing to be part of the agency and leave during the training program and the agency, at any phase to leave the program. And it is at this first phase that most of those who were not truly suitable leave. More often than not, if they choose to remain after what they have observed then it is highly like they would remain throughout the course of their training.

So after the week of observation and introductions, the girls move on to the next phase. The girls would be split up and be assigned to their trainers, with a ratio of 1 girl to one trainer. All of the trainers are female, this is likely to prevent any scandals from happening. The only males are those of authority and have a vested in the program and thus would not do anything foolish. In any case the males are rarely involved in the trainings and when they are, another female trainer is also present. So in this phase the girls are introduced to punishments and the various implements. It is also at this phase that the girls are fully nude. The only attire they wear are a black collar, wrist and ankle cuffs. They girls are introduced to spankings, the various implements and the variety of positions. It is also during this phase that they would learn submission, including sexual submission. But no sex really takes place as all the trainers are women......dildos are instead used here.

In the next phase, the girls are now allowed to wear a tank-top and a boy shorts. But the clothing is still a privilege, and failure to follow the rules given would see them going without the boy shorts and with the tank-top removed and hanging around their necks. As at any one time, there are about ten girls going through each of the different phases, and this attire helps to differentiate. It is in this phase that the girls are taught etiquette, and other basic knowledge of high society to a certain extent considering that there is where the bulk of their prospective spouses would come from.

Now I know nothing about the next few phases as I was told that the girls were instructed never to reveal them, so sorry dear readers I know nothing about them.

To ensure the time between girls' completion of their training and their selection by the agency's clients is not too long, somewhere in between the training phases, their profiles are written and their profile photographs are taken. Then its to the database and they await selection

The selection process is like in any other agency. The clients list down their criteria and matches are done against the profiles of the girls that they have. Upon selection, a profile of the client is then shown to the girls (normally the client is advised to choose five for a preview) chosen, and only if the girls agree, then a meeting is set up. The first meeting is usually an introduction, and once the client has made his selection a second meeting is set up shortly where the client, the agent, the girl and her trainer are present. This is where the trainer will give her assessment of the girl to the client and brief him on any certain issues to note. The trainer also showcases a customary punishment session with the girl and invites the client to have a feel of punishing his prospective wife.

Finally, after that, the girl is delivered to the client sometime later, I think its after paper work and sometimes necessary immigration issues are done. The trainer is usually the one that arrives with the girl and together with the girl comes something like a starter pack of implements. Additional implements and punishment furniture can also be ordered. Most of the time, unless the client is known to be extremely experienced, it is agreed that a set guidelines are given. These guidelines are rules for the girl to follow and like a guide for the client on learning to be a dom or getting used to being one.

The rules are not the same throughout and are mostly discussed between the trainer and client. But some of the usual ones are:

Attire: The girl is to be in the agreed upon attire whenever alone with the client in the home.

Permission is to be sought before doing anything.

A maintenance spanking either twice or three times a week. This includes a bare bottomed hand spanking and a small strap. Its usually 3-5mins for the handspanking and 10 licks with the strap.

The standard pack of implements generally consisted of about 15 implements and so everyday at a fixed time, the girl would have to take an implement and ask the client to give her 10 licks/strokes with it.

Some form of sex was to take place everyday. The reason for some form was because technically, having sex everyday could be an impossible feat for some of the clients.

Additional punishments were at the client's discretion and the girl would be required to log them down in a logbook.

In addition, a notebook would be given to the client to note down any difficulties or problems he faced with the girl.

After a month had passed, the trainer would return for a first review. To check on how things are and also it is at this time, that the client makes changes to the guides and rules accordingly.

There are also reviews done at the three month, sixth month and lastly at the one year mark. After that, the client is entitled to three free reviews within a five year timeframe, where the trainer would return upon the client's request to help handle any issues. During that five year timeframe, the girl could be sent back one time, upon the client's request for a one-week retraining. This rarely happens and I was told that the girls were warned that anyone sent back would be in for a very painful week.

So there you have it. I was also hinted by a few I know that there was such an agency for males where the roles are reversed. I have not managed to get any confirmation on this but if I do, you can rest assured that it will appear here.

Now this is not all there should be more. I personally know three Singaporean girls who were part of this. And their own stories, on how they were introduced to the agency and how things went for them, will be published but with my hellish work schedule......I can't commit to a time frame for when they will be published. But do stay tuned.

Sometimes I can't help myself in such a situation

2010-11-11T11:07:00.000+08:00

I just had to post this picture and pose you spankos a question. For me as a spanko, whenever I find myself in such a "physical situation" with a member of the opposite sex, I cannot help but give the cute bottom a playful spank or two (if its a vanilla) or a harder smack if I'm in the company of a fellow "spanko". So far I have gotten away with it even if tried with a vanilla. How about you?

Spankable Pictures 011

2010-11-04T13:39:00.000+08:00

Dear readers,
Once again I have come across these cute little bottoms in such positions that make them oh so spankable :)

Reader's Submission: Guy teaches girlfriend's mother how to spank daughter

2010-10-30T23:43:00.000+08:00

So once again dear readers, one of you has sent me a real life spanking story. As one of you commented recently, pardon the English in these stories, I did not edit them and just left them as they were sent to me so as to maintain its authenticity.

So without further ado.........

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I am a 18 year old girl who is spanked by my boyfriend and my mummy.

It all began last year. I flunked my O levels and was slacking around. Then got together wif this guy. Caucasian quite good looking but much older than me. He is 32 this year working in Singapore. He is like much better than all the guys I have dated before. Very romantic and very take care of me. Only thing is that he spanks me. From the start of our relationship he already spank me. But only occasionally at first because he busy at work so we don't meet so often and because the spanking hurts so I try my best to be good in front of him.

But then someway close to the end of last year, my mummy call him and complain about me and ask him if he could talk to me. Although my mummy at that time dunno that he spank me but I think also partly because she notice that I only listen to him. So she complain that I steal her money and refuse to listen to her and many other things la. They talk on the phone that time for almost two hours. So my boyfriend said that he will settle it. He also didn't tell me about it and my mummy also didn't. Until the weekend. I thought we suppose to meet outside but then in the morning he come over and bought breakfast for me and my mummy. Then after breakfast I ask him wait for me I go bathe change then we go out but he say no he need to talk to me and my mummy. So I thought what was it. Then he start saying that my mummy call him and tell him about me. I at that time angry with my mummy but also embarrass cause I dun wan to let my boyfriend know. Then as we talking my mummy and me get into a slight argument and my mummy say something like I only will listen to my boyfriend thats why she tell him. Then my boyfriend tell my mummy that he will show her how to make me listen to her. Then he ask me to get over his lap and say he is going to spank me. Of course I refuse because my mummy is there and I thought he wun dare. But I was sitting just next to him on the sofa and so he pull me over his lap. I struggle of course but he give one hard slap to my bum and say dun move then I stop struggling. I think my mummy at first also shock cause when she call my boyfriend she dun expect this but then I think after she see that I stopp struggling after the first spank she curious so wait and see. He spank me on my shorts for some time and he pull down my shorts and continue spanking my bare bum. After he finish he make me stand in the corner without my shorts. Then he talk to my mummy. He tell her that this is what he will do to me normally when I am naughty. Then I think because that time when they talk on the phone my mummy never specify what I do wrong so this time my boyfriend ask her to tell him. So she let go everything, everything also say. She tell him that I smoke, come back drunk, sometimes never come home, steal money from her, wear clothes like prostitute, at home very rude to her, treat the home like hotel and on and on. Then she brought my boyfriend to my room and they brought out my pack of cigarettes and my clothes which my mummy said made me look like a prostitute. My boyfriend was upset when my mummy told him all this. He make noise about my smoking and dressing before. I told him I quit already actually it was just never smoke in front of him and I did not wear those translucent clothes after he make noise when I go out with him so he didn't know. So after scolding me. He say he will teach my mummy how to spank me. So he make me go over my mummy lap and he guide my mummy how to spank me. Then he ask my mummy for a hairbrush and show my mummy how to spank me with the hairbrush also. After that he take his belt and he belt my bum 20 times. Then he tell me that if I ever do those things again he will make sure its worse. Then he make me stand in the corner for one hour. After that he tell me to go bathe and change before we go out.

The next week of course I try to be good. Not exactly good la but I try to be tactical. I though I was very tactical already. I only smoke when my mummy not around. I go out only after she sleep. But it was a trap. I found out that that day when I went to bathe my boyfriend told my mummy to pretend and to note down if I didn't listen to his rules and let him know. So when I tot that I was very successful in pretending to be good infront of my mummy she actually was pretending that she dunno I was good. I only find out the next saturdaymiuntes. After that I bend over sofa and my boyfriend spank me with his belt ten times. Then he pass the belt to my mummy to spank me ten times also. Then 15 minute corner time then I must lie on the sofa and he use the cane to cane me six times and then pass to my mummy to cane me six time also. Then after 15 minute corner time again he call me to stand in front of them and tell me his plan. He write down on a piece of paper. From now on monday to friday I must wake up by 8.30am. My mummy go work at 9am so if by 8.30am I haven wake up she will spank me. Each day I must do some household chores like sweep and mop the floor and wash the clothes. If I never she will spank me also. I cannot go out unless I ask permission from my mummy. Or not she will spank me with the hairbrush. If I am allow to go out I must come home before my mummy is home from work at 9pm or not she will spank me with hairbush also. If I am not sleeping by 11pm she will spank me also. If I smoke, or drink or wear the prostitute clothes out she will cane me five time. My boyfriend also say that he will give me allowance so I dont take from mummy but if I steal from her she will cane me ten times. Then every sat morning he will come and review. So every Sat morning when he come usually at about 10am I remove shorts and panties and stand with my hands on my head in front of them and he will review with my mummy how I was during the week. If I am spanked more than 8 times he will spank me with his hand then hairbrush then belt my bum 20 times and cane me ten times. If I am spank more than five time he will not use the cane. If I am spank at least one time he will use not use the belt also. If I am not spank he will then spank me only with his hand to remind me. The first three months only one time I never get the cane. Now almost one year most of the time until the belt. Never once only hand. But better already especially the last two months got a few times almost did not need the hairbrush. Hopefully next month I will be able to reach the first time without hairbrush even. My boyfriend says he will get me a big present if that happens.

Spankalot is back on Facebook

2010-10-27T19:09:00.000+08:00

Dear readers,
So it appears that after almost two years, facebook decided to disable my account. When I emailed them asking why, they replied with a cryptic message saying that I was not representing myself "authentically" on facebook. Oh well........

So anyway, I am back up with a new account. Add me if you are on and we can chat ;)

Cedric Foo

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Love Our Lurkers Day! And Spankingliners 003!

2010-10-21T19:30:00.001+08:00

So its Love Our Lurkers Day, which was started by Bonnie over at My Bottom Smarts, to share the love and acknowledge the many silent readers in the spanking community. This is Love Our Lurkers V but its the first time this blog is taking part. Personally before I started my blog I was a a lurker too...........hopping from spanking blog to spanking blog but never leaving a comment. Why was I a lurker? I never really sat down to wonder why................

But anyways........for all my lovely silent readers who have popped by, stayed on and patiently waited for my updates (which were far between at times)..........today is the day I thank you for sticking around.

Do stick around and hey, if you would love to break that lurking and leave me a comment.......please do, I would love that!

Take good care and keep the spanking going!

Also I noticed ever since I brought to your attention on some of you readers who have "come out of your lurking shell" and sent me spank-liners (one-liners on your spanking activities), more of you have begun sending me your "spankliners".

So once again, here are some spankliners that I have received from you:

male: Heard my mom getting a spanking from my dad last night.

male 19: My girlfriend said she got spanked for breaking curfew.

female 21: Hubby spanks me whenever I overspend.

female 26: Mother-in-Law spanks my bottom once a week as maintenance.

male: For lying to me, I spanked my gf and caned her.

male: My wife spanks me the next day if I come home drunk.

female: My boss uses his ruler to smack my bottom whenever I make a mistake.

unknown: Got spanked hard last night on my barebottom.

female 40: Just explored spankings and I love it.

female: Fifty stroke of the belt a week keeps me in line.

Reader's Submissions: Another Spanked Wife

2010-10-15T15:50:00.000+08:00

So once again.......one of you nice readers has sent me a personal spanking story. I thank you!

For the rest of you........enjoy ;)

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I am Singaporean female in my early twenties and I just found out your blog last week. It is interesting to know that there so many people in Singapore who still get punished by their husbands or boyfriends when they are naughty. It is also funny to know that I am not the only one in Singapore.

My husband and me got married two years ago but we have been together since I was 15 and ya all along he will punish me if I am bad or naughty. He is like six years older than me and I think ya I am submissive and need someone to take care of me. After reading ur blog I learn that what my husband and me have is domestic discipline. We all along also don't have a formal start on domestic discipline la. He punish me also like just started like that since I with him when I 15. That time I know him is through my friends. We all go out together and then he was a friend of my friend's boyfriend and came along. We liked each other almost from that time and then after a while from that day, he asked me to be his girlfriend. All along he will take care of me. Not only like a boyfriend. But maybe because I come from single-parent family, since young dunno who my father is so sometimes I treat him also like an elder bro or father figure. I mean not only treat me like his girlfriend but he will also take care of me like that. And also cause that time when I know him he already finish army and working so he like very mature so almost everything I will listen to him lor. But then cause I can be quite playful and so sometime I will do things to make him angry. But although he angry with me he wun anyhow lose temper and shout at me. He will scold me la but in a calm way but also in a strict way la in the way his voice sounds. Then at the start most of the time I try to act cute lor to calm him down. Like when I know its my fault and he is scolding me then I will give a pitiful face, open my eyes big big act cute.....pull my ears and say sorry. Actually all the time I get away with it one. Then there was one time I was waiting for him under one of the blocks after school to go his place and so I thought he still on the way so I take a cigarette from on of my classmates to smoke. He don't like me to smoke and get angry with me for smoking before. Then suddenly I turn and saw him standing at the next block looking at us angrily. I of cause shock and then throw the cigarette away immediately and walk over to find him. He scold me as we walk back to his place. Of course I try to act cute to calm him down. And when at his home watching tv he sit there keeping quiet and so I know he still angry. So I try to cheer him up by my usual act cute way of saying sorry. Then he say everytime I do this think can get away with it so he say this time must punish me. I still pulling my ear and giving that cute face and he ask me to continue pulling my ear and stand up. Then he suddenly use his hand to smack my bum a few times and say that is for being naughty and smoking. Its not very hard la and I tot its funny so I pretend to cry out that its pain and I was sorry and won't smoke again. I think he feel my reaction like quite funny so he was not angry already but he tell me that if I smoke again he will make sure its pain. The next week he again not working so I wait for him at the same place after school to go his place. But this time I smarter I go with my classmates to the staircase to smoke first and then I come down wait for him. He actually didn't know when I met him but when he kiss me when we at his place he smell the cigarette smell and then he got angry and scolded me. I know he angry la and its my fault so I stand up and pull my ear and give that cute face and tell him I was sorry and let me smack my butt again lor. I tot he smack play play one like the last time then ok already. But this time he remind me that the last time he told me that if I smoke again he would make sure it was pain. So he put me over his lap and spank my bum. It was pain this time and I struggle and ask him to stop and swing my hand to try and block his hand. But he hold my hand so it cannot move and then he ask me if its my fault. I keep quiet but he ask again so I nod my head. Then he ask me since its my fault should I be punished. I keep quiet. He ask again. I still keep quiet. But he ask one more time and I know he mean it so I said sorry and nod my head. Then ask me to pull my ear and then he lift up my skirt and spank my bum somemore. I can feel my tears dripping out already then he stop. He ask me to stand up and continue to pull my ear and he sit there at the sofa and scold me somemore for smoking. Actually I think he will stop there one but then he ask me one question what do I think will happen if I smoke again. I reply that he won't. Then he ask why and I reply that because the next time I will eat sweet after that so he wun smell. Then he give me the serious face and say that I never learn my lesson and ask me to stand there wait for him. He go to the room take a big plastic ruler and come back and put me over his lap again. This time he pull down my panties also and then he use the ruler to smack my bum at least 20 times and I was crying already. Then he stop and ask me questions like will I smoke again. And then I answer him no he smack me bum one more time. Then he ask me another question if I promised. Then I say yes and he smack my bum one more time. Then he ask me what will happen if I smoke again. Then I say wun happen. But he smack my bum again and ask the same question. Again I say wun happen he smack my bum again and ask the same question. After a few times I say then I will be punish lor. Then he smack my bum again and ask me how I will be punished. Then I say like this time lor. Then he smack my bottom and ask me to say again. Then I repeat like this time lor. But he smack my bum again and ask same as this time or worse. I know he sure want me to say worse, so I said worse. Then he smacked my bum one last time and said its I say one ah. Then he let me get off his lap. After that its like each time I am naughty he will spank me for sure. But he is fair la and I know its for my own good. He wun anyhow for no reason punish me and he will explain to me why he spank me. But when he is going to punish me I confirm cannot get out of it one. The first few time I try to get out of it by acting cute but then I learn that it wun work and also because I know its my fault and I deserve it so I never try to avoid already. And I try not to make the same mistake because I learn that each time I am naughty for the same thing the punishment is worse. In fact only the first few times he spank me on the clothes or panties after that all the punishment on my bare bum already. And like when he is going to punish me he will like make me say it out. He will like say so you did this naughty thing again. And then I will keep quiet. But he will look at me and ask me with that kind of eye until I answer yes. Then he will ask me so how. Then I will say I will get punished. Then he will tell me to take the ruler. Then I will go to the room in the drawer take the ruler and come out. Standard one he will be sitting on the sofa when I come out and then he dun need to say anything I will take off my skirt or shorts and panties and go over his lap. He will spank my bum then use the ruler to smack me. But because I know he does it for my own good I feel very guilty when I am naughty. When I turn 18 he started to use the belt also. Actually its not because I turn 18 but it was just nice that time when he used it on me. There was this time all my friend were going clubbing but he told me not to go because he was working and cannot go with. He know that there will be guys there and if I get drunk then there is no one to take care of me. But I go without him knowing but that night really drink until very drunk. I vomit all over and cannot even walk. Some guys almost try to take advantage but lucky my girl friends see in time and pull me away from them. Then they all must go home so no choice I cannot go home like that so they call him to come pick me up. I din even know at all until I wake up next morning on his bed. I know that he sure very upset one and I feel very guilty. And so when I go out of the room to find him I bring the ruler with me. Before he say anything I remove my panties and lie over his lap and wait for him to punish me. He scold me and spank me and smack me with the ruler harder that time. Then as he smacking me with the ruler he tell me how my friends had to save me from a group of lecher guys when I was drunk. I feel so guilty and bad that I ask he to punish me somemore. He said dun need me to tell him that and he smack my bum with the ruler almost fifty times at least. And then he ask me to stand up and bend put my hand on the sofa. He then take his belt and say that because I lie to him and put myself in danger he will use the belt and whip my bum. He whip my bum at least twenty times before he stop. Then he make me stand in the corner and pull me ears. That was the first time that he use the belt on me and also first time he make me stand in the corner. After that he will use the belt if I ever lie to him. He believe that trust is very important in the relationship and so lieing is the worst thing.

When we get married his parents already passed away for a while so he only child and then so I move into his flat. He very nice and fillal one so he ask me mother to move in also and rent out her flat so she can use the money and dun need to work. Because my husband by that time already doing quite well, so I become a housewife lor and spend more time with my mother. At that time when my mother move in he only punish me in our bedroom and at night after my mother sleep or if my mother not at home. We all thought that my mother dun know that my husband punish me but then there was one time I was talking on the phone while driving the car with my mother and then I knocked into another car. So that day when my husband came home I told him that I had an accident. But when he asked what happen I know if I tell him I on the phone then I sure get punished because he say before. So I say I dunno the brakes like not working properly. Actually he believed me one but then my mother suddenly say to me is it I want to be punished by him again for lying. My husband and I like shock for a while but my mother know we shock so she tell us that she not stupid or blind. Then she still can say that she support my husband because I at this age still not mature and need someone to discipline me. Wah I shock until speechless. I dunno wat to say. Then my mother still continue and tell my husband that no need to hide in the room to punish me la punish me in the living room also can. And then my mother still tell my husband that the accident was really because I was talking on the phone. My husband then ask me and I know I no choice got to admit. Then he ask me so you try to lie to me again right? And I nod but say sorry. And then he ask and you drive with hp even though I say don't do that right? I nod again. He then say the usual so how. But then I ask him in the room and he said that my mother already know and she supports so in the living room. So I no choice go to the room and take the ruler. I abit embarrass but then no choice I come out my husband sitting on the sofa and my mother sitting on the other sofa. I remove my panties and lie over his lap. He spank me and smack me with the ruler. And because I lied to him I must bend at the sofa and he use his belt to whip me. This time he make me stand in the corner and pull my ear in the living room. But worse still the next morning I like abit angry with my mother for not covering up for me and so I like quarrel with my mother quite loudly and scold her some rude things. Like I say earlier my husband is the very filial type and he believe that our parents must respect. So when he heard those things he get quite angry and tone quite harsh ask me to stop it. Then he tell me to take the ruler immediately. My bum already quite sore because the day before get punish but he spank and smack my bum this time as hard. Then he make me stand in the corner and pull my ears. I thought it was finish but he tell me to stay there until he come back. Then he go out of the house. He come back with a cane that he buy from downstairs. And then he tell me to bend over the sofa again. The cane ah wah ten strokes already I begging him to stop. But he say that I so old already still so rude to my mother so he cane me the same number as my age. I that time 22 and so mean got 12 stroke more. After the cane he make me apologise to my mother and then make me stand in corner again. When I am standing in the corner he hang the cane on the living room wall and say that if I rude to my mother again he will cane me. Now I more polite to my mother and my relationship with her like better. But sometimes will still quarrel with her but once my husband canes me I will be very nice for a long time. Since that time he cane me I only got cane three more times until now. Now I dun get punish so often maybe once or twice a month. The punishment is always pain and I cry most time. But I know its for my own good and a lot of my bad habits dun have already.

Group spanking sessions for the mistresses

2010-10-07T10:43:00.000+08:00

I remember reading recently in the newspapers about certain places in China where the booming recovery of the economy has led to a resurgence in the mistresses industry. I guess this happens not only in China but in almost every city that sees a large number of businesses. Though not openly publicised, Singapore has its fair share of mistresses. While there has been much talk about more of our men getting foreign brides, there has also been a large number of Singaporean ladies who have become mistresses to the foreign businessmen who come to our shores frequently. Which reminds me of a real life spanking story along that line............

I don't know about now but some years back there was this bunch of young Singaporean mistresses about five of them all below the ages of 25. They had all known each other while working as KTV hostesses in the same KTV. It was there, and around a span of a year, that the five of them had somehow managed to each “hook” a relatively wealthy foreign businessman who took them as their mistresses. For them it was like striking the lottery for they no longer had to work as hostesses serving a multitude of men but rather they lived in somewhat luxury in the private apartments that the businessmen owned in Singapore and now only needed to serve one man. The girls met up regularly when their men were out of town. They met of hi-tea, did their shopping together and just whiled away their time together as they waited for the return of their foreign men. When their men were in town, their time belonged to each of their men. But they occasionally bumped into each other for each of their “masters” knew each other. Like when a few of the men would meet up for golf, or during wine & dine functions.

And it was during one of these functions that the topic of spanking came about. As usual the men indulged in small talk while the mistresses gossiped among themselves. Now at some of these functions, it was relatively easy for those in the know to identify or differentiate the women who were wives of the men from the women who were merely mistresses. There were many indicators, one of the most obvious ones would be that the wives would be involved in the small talk with the men while the mistresses sort of mixed among themselves. While they would all be donned in elegant designer wear, the poise and way the wives carried themselves would be different from the way the mistresses carried themselves. All except one........she was the mistress of the host. Although like the other five mistresses, she too came from the same KTV but to the rest of the men, she carried herself rather well and occasionally indulged in small talk with her “master”. During such functions she did engage in gossip with the other mistresses but never for too long. Now it wasn't like she was ostracised by the other mistresses and it wasn't like she felt she was better. But the other mistresses sort of gathered that it was probably due to the fact that her man was based mostly in Singapore. Now the five men noticed this and as this topic came out in their small talk they pulled the host over as he walked by and jokingly asked him how come his mistress seemed different in a positive sense. But as there were many people around and the host felt it unwise to elaborate too much and so he merely chuckled and mentioned that it was all about a little training sometimes. But the five men were persistent and because they were relatively good friends, spare no effort in trying to get him to reveal a little more. Not wanting to create a scene and knowing that this bunch of men would not let him remain tight-lipped for long, he told them that if they were that interested to know, he would show them in a while. So the host went about for a little while more, making small talk with the other guests, and then he walked to his mistress and whispered something in her ear. The mistress nodded and then proceeded up to the study. The host then made his way to the group of five men, who were by now making small talk to another group of guests. Joining in the small talk for a couple of minutes, the host then politely excused himself and the five men on the pretence that they had something had cropped up and they had to discuss it in private. It was common during such functions that real business talk sometimes took place and so none of the other guests suspected anything.

When they entered the study, they saw the host's mistresses inside, she seemed puzzled that they had all come in with her man, but she gave them a polite smile and nodded to acknowledge their presence. The men sat down in the chairs in middle of the study, which the host used sometimes for mini meetings. Thinking that he was about to have an impromptu business discussion with the men, the mistress asked if she should leave. But he told her no and motioned her to sit on his lap. He told her that the men had come to talk about her. The host continued and said that the men had praised her for being extremely obedient but he had told them that this wasn't always the case. The mistresses smiled nervously, she knew where the conversation was going to.......and wasn't the first time that he had spanked her in front of guests. Then the host asked the mistress to tell the men what happens if she gets out of hand. The mistress smiled shyly looking down and keeping quiet. So the host said maybe he would show them what happens. He told the mistress to stand up and remove her dress. Which she did without hesitation. Removing her dress in front of men was nothing new for her, during her hostess days, there were occasions that she was fully naked in a room full of men. Turning her around to face him and showing her red bum to the men, he explained to the men that he spanked her to keep her in-line. He then let instructed her to put on her dress and return down to the party. After she left, the host further explained that he would have given them a demonstration but as the night was still young, he didn't want her to go down and have the guests see her teary-eyed. He offered that if they were interested he could do a session with them and their mistresses the following weekend. One of the men wondered aloud if their mistresses would agree to being punished. The hosts replied matter-of-factly that in his experience they usually would. The timing was perfect for all the five men would still be in town on that day and so it was agreed.

The following weekend, the five men and their mistresses arrived at the hosts home once again. The mistresses did not know about the arrangement between the men and thought that it was just one of those gatherings. The men had agreed to keep it a “surprise” for the mistresses and so when they arrived the women hung out at the hosts swimming pool as they usually did all decked out in their pretty bikinis sitting around gossiping like they usually did. The hosts brought the men to the basement, to show them what he had prepared. It was a simple set-up, six chairs spaced apart in a circle. After a round or two of drinks the men decided that it was time to call the girls in. They went up to the swimming pool and told the ladies that they had something to discuss with them and called for them to follow them in. The ladies, not knowing what was coming followed them down to the basement. As the men took their seats, the ladies not having any seats for them proceeded to seat on the laps of their men, all except the mistress of the host (she probably knew what was coming). The host began talking telling the ladies that the men had all decided that they had all gotten a little “out of hand” and they needed to learn a little lesson. Some of the ladies thought it to be a joke and giggling was heard. But the host ignored the giggles and continued that he would show them and their men what happens when his mistress gets out of line. He put his mistress over his lap and the giggling got a little louder but at the sound of the first spank, the rest of the mistresses kept quiet, realising what he meant by “to be taught a lesson. Stopping after the first spank, he looked up and told the ladies that this was called a spanking and he would be teaching the men how to spank them. He told them that this was a decision that the men had made and if they did not comply they would be thrown out by their men. The giggling and smiling faces had gone......the host then told his mistress to stand up and stand by the chair with her hands on her head. The mistress quickly complied and the host told the rest of the mistresses to follow-suit. Seeing the straight looks on their own men's face, the mistresses knew they meant business and quickly did as they were told. The host then told them that they were to remain in that position until told otherwise. He then put his mistress back over his lap and gave his mistress a quick twenty spanks on her bottom. He then told the mistress to get back up into position and then he told the mistresses to get over their men's lap and asked the men to try giving a few spanks. The host went around give tips and advice to the men. After he had gone round he told the ladies to get back up and into position. Back at his seat he asked the men if they were comfortable so far, and when they replied with a positive, he suggested that they try it for real this time. So he told the ladies this time to remove their bikinis. The host's mistresses quickly complied and the rest of the mistresses quickly followed suit. All the ladies went over their men's lap this time and the host said they would spank for a minute this time and set a timer. The spanking continued and when the minute was up the host told the women to get back up in position. As all except the host's mistress had not been spanked before, they had already begun to sniffle. The host once again asked the men if they felt comfortable, and then suggested another go but this time five minutes. When the five minutes was up, the ladies were all mostly sobbing or crying. Next he showed them the belt. He told his mistress to stand infront of the chair, bend over and put her hands on the seat of the chair and stick her bottom out. Removing his belt, he belted her bottom five times, drawing gasps with each stroke. He then suggested that they would do this one by one twenty strokes of the belt for each. So turn by turn, each men's mistress bent over the chair and their men gave them twenty strokes of the belt with guidance from the host. By the time they had gone round, all the mistresses were crying and their bottoms were bright red. All except the host's mistresses for she hadn't received her twenty strokes of the belt yet. But the host had something else in store for her. He went to a corner of the room and pulled a long bench to the centre of the circle. Then he told his mistress to get on her hand and knees on the bench. He told the mistresses that if they thought they punishment was bad, he was going to show them that it was not so bad as it was their first time. He also told them to watch how his mistress counted each stroke for the next time they did this, they would be expected to count as well. But before he began belting her, he put a large plastic ruler on her back. Without explaining, he began belting her hard and she counted out aloud (“1 Sir.....etc”) with each stroke of course with crying as well. At the 8th and 17th stroke she buckled and the ruler dropped from her back. And so after the belting was done, the host took the ruler in his hand and asked his mistresses what happens when the ruler dropped. She replied that five spanks with the ruler. And then he asked her how many times the ruler dropped and she replied two. So he asked her again how many strokes she should get, and she replied ten strokes with the ruler. The host proceeded to smack her bottom with the ruler, ten times as she cried out. When he was done he suggested that they wrap the session up with five strokes of the belt for all the girls which they had to count out together. The last five strokes were given hard and all the ladies were crying out loud. After that, the ladies were put facing the wall in a line with their hands on the heads and all a blubbering wreck as the host and the men had a drink and talked.

Then on, they continued this at least once a month and sometimes twice. The ladies........their bottoms suffered but their “behaviour” changed for the better........

Spankable Pictures 010

2010-10-03T00:08:00.000+08:00

Dear readers,

Just another bunch of spankable pictures that I have come across on the internet. Enjoy :)

Spanking one-liners/short-liners 002

2010-09-28T10:29:00.000+08:00

Dear readers,
It seems that many of you are still sending me your one-liners and short-liners. Since there has been a bunch.......I have decided to post some.

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Male, 26: My girlfriend wants me to spank her....should I?

Male, 30: My female boss is a bitch should be spank! How ah?

Female: I'm 18 n my elder sis spanks me whenever I m bad.

Female, 37: Just began domestic discipline with my hubby. I got my maintenance spanking this evening.

Male, 19: My mom passed away years ago. My dad just married this 24 year old Viet. I can hear him spanking her some nights.

Male: My sister-in-law is moving in with us. I told her she would get spanked if she doesn't follow my rules. She was agreeable.

Male 20: Sometimes at night, I can hear what seems like the couple renting a room in my flat the guy spanking his wife.

Female, 19: My boss spanked me yesterday. I dunno why but I secretly enjoyed it.

Female, 21: My mom's boyfriend spanked me yesterday for swearing at my mom.

Male,35: I jokingly told me girlfriend that I was going to spank her for being a bitch. She told me not to do it too hard.

Reader's Submission: Mother and daughter get spanked by husbands together

2010-09-25T04:50:00.000+08:00

Hello again dear readers and how has the spankings been in your life? Today once again one of you have sent me a real-life spanking story of yourself. This time it appears a mother and daughter are in a domestic discipline relationship with their husbands who are in fact brothers. As you read the story......pardon the typos, I copied and pasted the story leaving it as it was......thanks dear reader for submitting your story....

Enjoy........

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Hey spankalot,
    I chanced upon your blog as I was searching for news about Singapore. I search for news on Singapore quite often cause I use to be from Singapore but have not come back for a few years already. Anyway my mother and me are in this domestic discipline relationship together. Seems so weird right? I am 20 this year and my mom is 36 yes she is only 16 years older than me. But sometimes I think we are more like good friends or sisters. I dunno who my father is because my mother says he disappeared after knowing she was pregnant. Anyway so my mother she is like a good friend of mine. Even when I was 14 and 15 years old she would bring me with her when she went clubbing with her friends and she would sneak me in. At that time already I was waiteressing at the cafe where she was a supervisor. So when I was about 16 years old I got picked up by this 36 year old caucasian guy when clubbing with my mother and so coincidence my mother got picked up by his elder brother who is 40 at that time. They actually din belive us when we said that we were mother and daughter and only belive us when we so them our ICs. I think it was a love at first sight moment for all of us because after that we hang out for a while. The two of them run a business together and they were taking a year off to travel around southeast asia. But somehow they got hooked by us and ended up staying in Singapore for about six months. And that means we were dating for about six months. Then they change their plans, their both asked us to marry them and go back to their country with them. We agreed of course.

    But before all that something happened. I think we were dating for about three months already and we were in their hotel room having drinks after dinner. At that time we were owe rent for the flat we were renting and did not have enough money to pay. Then because we saw a bag where they keep their money and my mother and me thought just take some to pay the rent they wun notice. So I distracted them and my mother took the money. But they found out because maybe our actions like suspicious. When we were wanting to leave they confronted us. So we admitted. Maybe we were really sorry or maybe the pity us but they were nice to forgive us and said they would pay the rent for us. But they also say that since we stole from them, we had to be punished. That was the first time we both got a spanking and we got a spanking together. It was our first spanking so they only use their hands but we had to remove our panties and we cried because they spank quite hard. After that it was normal for them to threaten us with a spanking but before they propose they only spank us one more time. When we at this club and my mother and me get so drunk. They try to tell us not to drink too much but we carry on and then so drunk until almost strip dance in the club. But they carry us off and then we so drunk vomit all over ourself. The next day we wake up in their hotel room first thing they make us bathe and then before we can even dry up they gave us a spanking. That is when we learn that a spanking on a wet bottom hurts more than a dry bottom.

    So back to when they propose and after we agree. They say that they both agree in domestic discipline and would spank us whenever we need it. My mother and me both know that we are quite wild sometimes or maybe most of the times and that time the two times they spank us we deserve it. Somemore all through the six months we dated they had been taking care of us. So we felt we were ok with it and maybe we even needed it.

    So we both followed them to their home country and we got married together. We all live together and its good also because we are both housewifes and so we accompany each other everyday. And so domestic discipline begin from the time we get married. The month we reach so busy getting our wedding ready. Then the wedding night after the wedding when we reach home they say they got present for us They pass us each this big bag and tell us to bring up to our rooms and put everything on the bed and remove our dress and wait for them to come. My husband & me and my mother & her husband room both on the third floor side by side. Inside the bag was all kinds of implements and rope and handcuffs. It was an unforgettable night of pain and sex. The next morning when my mother and me see each other sitting down carefully we both know and funny thing is that when we both talk about it we got wet. The next morning both our husband talk to us about what they expect and what we can expect when we never behave ourslef.

    We get spanked together a lot. Most of time during our weekly maintenance spanking which every Sunday night. Three minutes handspanking on our bare bottom and twenty spanks with a hairbrush. Some other times are when we get into trouble together. A lot of times is when they go out of town for for meetings and they come back and see that the whole place in a mess. Then they make us wear this apron without anything else and then spank us as we clean the place. One of the worse spanking we get together it when they had to bail us out of jail. We were caught with some drugs which we just bought at the club to try. Our husbands were not around and so we went to have a bit of fun. So we had to call our husbands and tell them but they could not rush back in time so we stay overnight in jail. The policeman was our husbands friend so he let us off with a warning. But when we reach home we get spank and corner time over and over again. Then for the whole week we have to be bare bottom. Morning before they go work they spank us for five minutes then give us ten strokes of the belt. Then we have to stand in the corner with our hands on our head and they put a webcam to make sure we dun move. Until lunchtime they come back we get to go to the toilet then they spanks us again for five mins and ten spanks with the belt then eat lunch stand in corner again. Evening they come back again same thing five min spank and ten with belt before dinner. Before we sleep five mins spanking again and ten with the belt. For one week. Our bottom was purple at the end. Another worse one was again when we were at the club when again they not in town we got a little drunk and dancing on the dance floor this group of guys dirty dancing with us and grope us all over. A friend of our husbands was there and he take video clip of us. So when he show them they punish us. For a whole weekend we were naked and they tie our hands up to the ceiling and put a clip on our nipples. Every two hours they take out the clip and whip our breast with a flog and whip our bottom then they put back the clip and again whip us after two hours.

    We get spank separately as well. It is quite common like when I come back with my husband from a date and see my mother getting spank by her husband in the living room or she is in the corner with her bare bottom red after a spanking. Sometimes she and her husband comes back and I am the one getting spank.

    There is this cane and plastic paddle which they use once a month. They record each time we get punish and on the last sunday of each month instead of the weekly maintenance spanking we get naked and after a five min spanking. We get the cane and plastic paddle. The number of strokes depend on how often we have been punish in the past month but usually the least is ten with the cane and ten with the paddle. The most I have receive is 50 with each and my mother is 60.

    I know u must tink its weird that my mother and me are in such a relationship together but maybe because we really do act like kids and are quite wild so its good for us that our husbands are willing to guide us.

Paying the rent with a spanking

2010-09-21T06:01:00.000+08:00

Hello dear readers, I am back online and fret not.......I have received your numerous emails over my lack of posts recently. Well now that my comp is back online you should be seeing more frequent posts in the weeks to come. Meanwhile, let me offer you a short real life spanking story about a Singaporean lady who well.......kinda ended up paying her rent with a spanking........enjoy............

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After completing her university studies, Renee decided that she did not want to return to Singapore just yet. The company that she had interned with had offered her a full time job and the intended pay was pretty good thus she decided to try it out. But there the issue of housing as she had stayed in the university hostel when she was studying and since she was no longer a student, staying in the hostel was no longer an option. Even if it was allowed, it was just too far from her working place. But as luck would have had it, a local friend of hers had a room for rent. The local friend was Adam, a local boy whom she had met through mutual friend since her first year in the university. Nothing romantic was going on between them though they had on occasions flirted harmlessly with each other. Adam had initially intended to rent out the spare room in his apartment, which came with an attached toilet, for the going market rate. But since Renee was a friend, he offered her a cheap rate of $50 a week which was slightly under half the usual rental rate. It was a steal considering that it was a mere ten mins walking distance from the building where she worked, so Renee jumped at the offer.

The arrangement went along pretty well for a few months but then Renee began “defaulting on her weekly rent”. It was during the sales period and Renee had blown most of her pay cheque on shopping. Adam was understanding and allowed her to delay paying the rent. But week after week passed and soon Renee had stayed four months without paying. It annoyed Adam slightly that Renee appeared to be taking advantage of the situation. During the initial weeks that, Renee would at least apologetically tell Adam that she still did not have enough money to pay him the rent. But as the weeks past, she took it for granted and did not even speak about it. To make matters worse, though there wasn't any official rule about the groceries, Adam had not talked about it initially as he thought Renee would not take advantage of him, Renee began consuming the groceries that Adam bought and did not even bother to replenish them.

So after four months of “suffering in silence”, Adam decided that enough was enough and he sat down Renee to talk. Adam had initially meant to just bring to her attention kindly about her rather rubbish attitude towards his kindness, but Renee gave him rather crap and sassy replies that he lost his cool and in the heat of the moment told her that it was either she pay him the rent owed or she move out the very next day, and he walked off to his room to get ready for work.

Now initially Renee got rather offended at Adam's outburst and she loudly spewed a string of insults and vulgarities at Adam from outside his room and continued even as Adam left the house. But after she calmed down, she kinda began to feel a little remorseful and regretted her actions. She also began to worry that Adam had meant what he said in asking her to move out and she didn't have enough to pay for her rent. At work she could not concentrate as her mind was filled with worry. She text Adam apologising about her outbursts but got no reply.

When she got home that evening, she noticed that Adam had already returned home. She text Adam once more but got no reply. Feeling a little desperate, she hatched a little plan. She decided to offer Adam something she felt he wouldn't refuse.......herself. So Renee took a quick shower to freshen up and donned her one of her sexy lacy camisoles and a matching thong, and then put on a shower robe. Knocking on Adam's door, she called out to him and said she needed to talk to him and was coming in. Without waiting for his reply, she opened the door and walked in. Adam was lying on the bed, still in his work clothes, reading some documents. Looking up at Renee, he told her to make it quick as he was busy. Renee dropped the bathrobe and crawled onto his bed in a seductive manner. Crawling onto him, she took away the documents that he was reading and looked at him in the eyes, apologising about her outburst earlier in the day. She rubbed her crotch against his as she kissed his neck lightly. She moved her kisses slowly towards his face and to his lips. It seemed to be working well until Adam pulled his face away midway thru the kissing and looked at her and asked if she meant to sleep with him to make up for the rent. Now this anti-climax moment (for lack of a better word), kind of shook Renee up emotionally as tears welled up in her eyes as she sobbed and told Adam that it was the only thing she could think off as she didn't have any money to pay him, she didn't want to shift out and she was really sorry for her rather ungrateful attitude. Adam gave her a friendly hug and told her this wasn't what he wanted either. It wasn't that he found her unattractive but he didn't want this to spoil their friendship. Plus Adam added that he owned the apartment and had enough money and so it wasn't really a big deal if she could not pay the rent. Renee however said that this couldn't do as she didn't want to seem to be taking anymore advantage of him. But Adam said that she could always pay in a different manner. Renee didn't understand but Adam continued that she could pay with her bottom. Renee asked if he meant anal sex, and Adam laughed aloud saying that no but rather he meant a spanking. Renee still didn't fully understand so Adam suggested that they settle the current week's rent with a spanking and if she was comfortable with it, that would be the arrangement for the rent. Plus he added, that she could also take it as punishment for the unfriendly sassy ungrateful attitude that he had been getting from her.

Renee agreed.

So sitting at the edge of the bed, he put Renee over his knee and gave her a a handspanking. He started slowly but increased his tempo as he spanked along. Renee's thong offered no protection and it was good as a bare bottom spanking. Renee gasped and buckled as the spanking increased in intensity. About five minutes later and with Renee's bottom rather red, Adam stopped. He rubbed her bottom for a bit as she snivelled back her tears. Oh but that wasn't the end. He then let her get up and told her to lie face down on bed. Removing his belt, he folded it and gave her fifty strokes, one stroke for each dollar of rent. By the time Adam was done, Renee was a crying wreck. Adam let her cry for a bit before helping her up and giving her a hug.

I guess, there was an inner spanko inside of Renee for she accepted his offer to settle the rent this way. And so after that, each friday night, Adam would tell her something like “we'll settle the rent at 9pm tonight”. And at 9pm, Renee would be in the same camisole and thong over his knee for a good handspanking followed by a blistering 50-stroke belting. Its been about two years now and the arrangement continues, though I heard that something romantic was developing between them........

Spankalot is back online with a bunch of spanking short-liners

2010-08-25T04:28:00.000+08:00

So hey dear readers, I am back! It has been a terrible time, work has brought me a few places without access to the internet. And my dear old trusty personal computer decided to die on me numerous time. It has been a frustrating time. Hopefully things will not go awry again and for those who have emailed me, fret not I will reply to you asap. At the same time, for those on yahoo chat......I am sorry but I have had some trouble logging on......it hangs on me and so while I try to resolve the issue, you may want to email me on sgspankingstories@gmail.com for the time being.

While I lost the load of real life stories I have prepared with the “death” of my comp........thankfully I all my notes while “interviewing” the various spankos are handwritten. So within the next week, you should be seeing my newest real life spanking story.

Meanwhile.......there has been an interesting load of emails that many of you have sent to me. Now most of time......the emails start of with “Hi Spankalot or Hi Spanky” and this is usually followed by “I am a (gender and sometimes age) and a little introduction of yourself. I dunno why almost all of you followed this format for I never asked for it.........could it be that my way of writing has kinda sub-consciously influenced the format of your emails to me? But in anyways I am not complaining. Now in the past what would follow after that would be a real life story about your spanko life. But recently, I have also received a bunch of either one-liners or short-liners. I mean all I get are you gender and age (if any) and then some short liners like as if my email has become some sort of a confession box cum punishment journal. Now no offence, but I would love to hear more from you. Nevertheless, if you'd still rather send me your one-liners/short-liners continue to do so.........

Here is a batch that I have received. For the sake of clarity, I have put the gender and age (if any) at the front and just copied & paste your short-liners........if there are more in the future I may consider putting this as a regular feature................all contributors are Singaporeans living in Singapore unless otherwise stated.

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Female, 32 years old: Was caught speeding last week, husband gave me a hard caning.

Female, 21 years old: I'm a 21 year old girl staying with my mother and her girlfriend. My parents are divorced. And my mother's girlfriend spanks me whenever I am rude to my mother.

Male, 33 years old: I spank my boyfriend on a regular basis, especially when he is being extremely bitchy.

Female, 25 years old: My boyfriend suddenly began spanking me as we were having sex in the doggy position. I must admit I liked it..........

Male, 45 years old: I've always spanked my foreign wife.

Female, 19 years old (Singaporean studying overseas): Spent my $$ on shopping and could not pay the rent. So the landlord gave me a proposal I could not refuse. She would spank me on my barebottom and then belt once for each dollar of rent. In return I would not have to pay any rent. My rent is weekly so each friday my landlady comes over and she spanks me and belts me like 50 times.

Female: Whenever I make my steady angry, he will always spank me to make up to him.

Female 18: My sugar daddy every now and then when he feels I have been a naughty girl will make me lie on the bed and he will whip my backside with his belt until he is satisfied.

Female: Rough sex with the boyfriend is always with spankings, bondage and whips. It hurts so bad but also feels so good!

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So there you have it......I thank you for your contributions and keep them coming........

Lady Gaga gets a spanking?

2010-07-21T11:59:00.000+08:00

Now I do not know when these photos were taken or whether they were faked. But from the faint reddish tinge on Lady Gaga's bottom, it does appear as if she had gotten a spanking on her bottom most recently.......

For more photos of her you can go to http://justjared.buzznet.com/photo-gallery/2430882/lady-gaga-lobster-head-01/

Spankable Pictures 009

2010-07-16T16:54:00.004+08:00

The weekend is fast approaching and once again......another load of spankable-licious pictures for you to enjoy to keep the spankings in your mind.......

Reader's Submission: A Submissive wife

2010-07-14T06:59:00.000+08:00

Yes dear readers......once again.......one of you have sent me a brief description of your spanking personal life. On behalf of the rest of the readers, thank you for sharing.

Enjoy............

I have been lurking at ur blog for quite a bit and really enjoy ur stories. Amazingly its real life and its comforting in a sort of way to know that we spankos are that few. Anyways I kinda tot it be good if I shared a little instead of just lurking all the way............

So anyways I in my early twenties and happily recently married to my boyfriend of three years. We are in a spanking relationship, domestic discipline as you would call it. And yes we are both very much Singaporean. I am a fulltime housewife as well. Its his idea. He feels that as the man of the house its his job to take care of me. Not that I am complaining. It always feel good to be loved and totally taken care for. And plus he is quite successful in his career and so our finances are pretty much ok. Hmm I am probably boasting too much about my husband.....sorry......but yes he takes care of everything. But before I get carried away again maybe I should talk about the spankings.

Yes he spanks me and yes it hurts everytime. I get maintenance which is every thursday. My hubby reckons that is a good way to prepare for the weekends as we go out lots during the weekends and the maintenance prevents me from being a brat or a bitch. The maintenance is every thursday night before we sleep and it fully nude. Its like at ten pm I have to be fully naked and find him to ask for my maintenance. Then its like a handspanking over the knee and twenty hard spanks with a hairbrush. It hurts but I must say it does keep me in check during the weekends. Well most of the time it does. But its not routine all the time. There are times that my hubby just reckons that I need a little spanking and I get it there and then. I never resist whenever he tells me to get over his lap. Well I did before but only once. And that time instead of just a handspanking, I got punished with the cane and the strap. Instead of a simple handspanking that would have only lasted about five mins max, I got punished for about an hour. I learnt my lesson since then, I never resist my man when he tell me to go over his lap. Speaking of the cane and strap, those are the two things which are not used frequently and in fact they are only used when I am really bad. Most of the time he spanks me with his hand, the hairbrush or the belt. And he only uses the cane and strap after he has spanked me with his hand, hairbrush and belt. And its always more than 20 strokes. Thankfully its not very often I get those. A few months ago my hubby decided that we would try something new. My hubby felt that it would be good if I would ask for a spanking whenever I think I had done something to deserve it. But not only that, he wanted me to suggest the punishment as well. So whenever I think I have done something that warrants a spanking, I would write what I did on a piece of paper and what I think my punishment should be. After that I would like go to him and pass him the piece of paper. If he feels that the punishment is too lenient, I would get the punishment I wrote and then after my corner time, I get the punished again but this time the punishment he felt I deserve. In fact this happened just two weeks ago. My hubby was overseas for business for a week and during that time there was one of the nights I went out with my girlfriends until pretty late even though I had told him that I was going to sleep. I went out after I put down the phone with him. I knew he would let me because my girlfriends were going to the clubs and he doesn't let me to go to the clubs if he is overseas because he knows I can get pretty wild with alcohol. Anyway I felt guilty about it and decided to tell him. But I knew if I told him I went to the club it would have been quite a severe spanking. So I wrote down that I had gone out instead of sleeping but I wrote that I had gone to catch a late night movie with the girls. I wrote down that I should get a handspanking and 40 smacks of the hairbrush. I thought it was bad enough. But lying is like a major offence in our relationship and he hates it when I am not truthful. So after getting the handspanking and 40smakcs of the hairbrush and standing in the corner. He gave me the handspanking again, the 40 smacks of the hairbrush again and then he gave me 20 strokes with his belt. But that was not the end cause like three days later when we went over to my girlfriend's house for dinner her husband ended up spilling the beans on our night out. I had told my girlfriends not to speak about it infront of my hubby. But she forgot to tell her husband. And so when he just commented about how he had to go down to the lift lobby to fetch my girlfriend because she was dead drunk after going out with me I knew I was dead. But my hubby acted as if he did not hear it and in fact I thought I had escaped. But when we got into the car to drive home, he told me to explain the truth as he drove back home. And when we got home, he made me retrieve the cane and the strap from the cupboard. After the handspanking, the hairbrush and the belt I was already crying. But I still had to keep in position for 20 strokes of the strap and 20 strokes of the cane. Oh ya my hubby also doesn't believe in ending the punishment in cornertime. So everytime after I have been punished and put into the corner he will call me from the corner and he will give me a final handspanking like as if to remind me of the punishment and then he would sit me on his lap and hug me as I cry.

And yes its thursday as I type this and my bottom is still sore but I have to go now for my maintenance.

Thanks for your stories and do keep them coming!!

Spankable Pictures 008

2010-07-09T10:02:00.002+08:00

And here you go......the weekend is fast approaching.....here are some wonderful pictures that bring the thoughts of spanking to mind......

Examinations and a spanking beginning

2010-07-08T05:13:00.000+08:00

Examinations and studies are always a good catalyst for a spanking........lotsa times......spanking relationships have bloomed because of it..........such as the latest real life spanking story I have for you today dear readers............

It was the year that Celeste was sitting for her O levels. And from the look of her mid-year examination results, it seemed that she was doomed. Apart from her English and Mandarin examinations, she failed everything else. And it was not like they were borderline fails but rather they were rock bottom scores.

Now at that time, her boyfriend, Colin, had just graduated from his University studies and was kind of bumming around. He was from a rather well-to-do family and had decided to take a break before entering the corporate world. Plus his rather well-to-do family had enabled him to do a little shares trading while he was in the University and thus he had some cash to spare.

So it wasn't like Celeste was extremely bothered about her dismal results but she and Colin happened to be casually talking about it sometime during the end of the mid-year school holidays and Colin offered to tutor her. It seemed like a good idea to Celeste. Colin was a straight A's student throughout.......which actually led me to think (when Colin was relating this to me) why didn't he tutor her in the first place.

The tutoring was initially done at the usual fast food joints or coffee joints. But then Colin soon realised that Celeste was really distracted. I mean she really meant that she wanted to study. But half the time, she would be listening to her songs, chatting with Colin whom occasionally had to remind her that she had to study. And when Colin tried to teach her, it seemed as if nothing was getting in. At times they would quarrel slightly about it, because Colin found it frustrating that he was repeating something so simple over and over again but Celeste just did not seem to get it. Celeste herself in exasperation telling Colin that she was sorry but she just could not seem to concentrate and tell him to “teach her how to concentrate” since he was “so bloody smart” (I guess there was more than a tinge of sarcasm when she said it), Colin decided that it was best they adjourn to his place where it was quieter especially since his parents were at work and the only one home was the maid.

But at his place, although much quieter and peaceful, it seemed that Celeste really could not put her mind in focus. She would doodle or be distracted by the songs on her mp3 player. And in fact, Colin was on the verge of giving up. He'd rather be out with Celeste watching a movie or going out, but problem is she reckoned she had to study. But yet from his observation, he knew it was just a waste of time.

So Colin decided to try something..........

After another debate over Celeste's lack of concentration and focus, Colin asked her with his most serious face, whether she was serious about trying to concentrate. And when she nodded, Colin asked her to stand up. When she did, Colin asked her to remove her skirt and panties. Celeste laughed and asked him if he was mad. If was not that she was shy or it was the first time she would be removing them in his presence, but she thought he was joking like what he normally did. But Colin coaxed her with the “Just listen, trust me and do it la” and after a while she did albeit with her girlish giggles. Then he move her chair out of the way and told her to take a step back and rest her hands on the table. He told her to look at the opened book and not move her hands until he told her to. Then, stood beside her, pressed his left palm between her tummy and groin area to push her bottom out a bit more, and with his right hand he began landing a flurry of spanks on her bottom. Celeste, startled by what Colin had begun doing, started to struggle but he held her down and continued spanking. After about ten to fifteen spanks he stopped. Celeste was still struggling and protesting his actions but not in a very strong way but just a how ridiculous it seemed. So Colin pushed the chair back behind her and with one hand on her shoulder he push her gently down back into the chair on her bare bottom. Then he leaned down and looked into her eyes and told her that was a spanking and it was meant to get her to focus. They were at that time going through a certain basic mathematics formula which Celeste just could not get into her head. So as Celeste was sitting on her bare bottom, Colin brought her attention to the Mathematics book and explained the formula to her again. Then after he was done, he removed the textbook, wrote down a problem which had to be solved with the formula and told her to try it. She could only manage to do it halfway before she got stuck again. But Colin smiled, after going through it more than ten times with her previously she could not even begin the calculations and it seemed that a couple of spanks on her bottom had done the trick. So he told her that it appeared that the spanking worked for she could now do at least half the problem when previously she could not, but he continued that maybe a proper spanking would do the trick. And as he said that he moved his chair backward and pulled Celeste over his knee. It was such a smooth and sudden fluid motion that Celeste hadn't the time to react before she found herself over his knee. She wriggle and struggled again this time as well, but with Colin's left palm on her back her attempts to wiggle were futile as Colin gave her a rather good handspanking on her bottom which by the time he was done saw her bottom showing a tinge of faint red and there were some tears in her eyes as she sniffled. He got Celeste up and sat her in her chair and explained the formula more time. This time before she commenced on trying the problem again, Colin told her that he would continue to spank her until she got it right. She got it right this time. Colin smile again wider as he told her that it seems his method was working. But Celeste gave the slightly annoyed face as she got up to wear her panties and skirt and pack her bags. It was coincidentally time for her to go but Colin also sensed that even if she hadn't had to go then she would have left anyway. So as Colin drove her back, there was a little annoyed silence from Celeste. When they reached the bottom of the block, they both sat there in silence for a few moments and then as Celeste was about to open the door, Colin put his hand on her hand and told her that he sensed that she was annoyed. And Celeste went into a flurry of words of how the spanking was pain and all. Colin switched to his serious face and told her matter-of-factly that it worked and that after all she was the one who had wanted to study and wanted to find a way to focus. Then he told her that he would understand if she was mad at him and didn't want him to tutor her anymore. And he would leave it up to her to think about it until the next day. He told her that he would not go to fetch her from her school the next day but if she wanted to she was to make her way to his place herself. But he also told her that if she chose to come, she could expect more of the spankings and once she walked into his home, she would have to accept it. Celeste gave the same annoyed look and got out of the car without a word.

The next day, Colin was watching the television at home. It was 2pm and he wondered to himself if Celeste would even come. She had not smsed him at all since she stormed out of his car that day. She did not come..........but Colin decided to wait.......

About a week later...........about 8am...........Colin received an sms from her. It read (he still has the sms to this day): Dar, I have been thinking n trying to study on my own. Guess I do need ur help.

Colin chuckled as he replied: About time u realised. So u coming later?

Celeste: U fetch me?

Colin: Nope, if u r sincere u come urself today. Next time then I fetch.

Celeste: Orh ok......but promise u dun spank too hard?

Colin: Not ur choice.

There was no reply after that.

But on time at 2pm, the doorbell rang. Celeste with her sheepish face standing at the door as Colin opened it. There was the usual hug and kiss.......then they proceeded up to his room.

When they entered his room and Colin closed the door behind them, Colin told her that the first “ground rule” was that once she came into the room she was to remove her skirt and panties. Celeste hesitated but Colin stood there with a serious look and so she knew she meant it and complied. Colin sat her down and discussed the ground rules and plan. Celeste had six subjects – English, Mandarin, Mathematics, Combined Science (Chemistry and Physics), History and Accounts. Out of those, English and Mandarin were more or less covered. So they would focus on the rest which worked out nicely for one a day – Monday (Mathematics), Tuesday (Chemistry), Wednesday (Physics), Thursday (History) and Friday (Accounts).

So the “tutoring” commenced....

The first two days Celeste forgot about the ground rule of removing her skirt and panties upon entering the room and Colin gave her a spanking for that. She never forgot after that, in fact she became so used to it that the first time she went to Colin's place after the exams, she removed her skirt and panties too upon entering his room......but that is a another story.......

So each day, Colin would give her a bare bottom spanking before the tutoring began. And throughout the studying sessions he would vary the punishments. At times he would make her stand up with her hands on her hand, welding a cane he would quiz her on what he had just gone through with her and she would receive a stinging stroke whenever she could not answer. He would also make her knee on the chair and read through her note as he went about giving her bottom a smack with a ruler every now and then when she began to drift from her notes. Each day Celeste went home with her bottom red and sore, eyes tear-stained. But she found her concentration improved and understanding her studies. As they neared the examinations, Celeste's improvement saw her only receiving the bare bottom spanking before the start of her study sessions and only the occasional stingy smack for wrong answers. But interestingly........she found herself secretly wishing she could be spanked more. She found herself craving the spankings.............she toyed with the thought of drifting on purpose or answering Colin's quizzes wrongly on purpose but as it was merely a few weeks to the examinations she decided against wasting her efforts. She had started late and needed to catch up with her studies...........

The exams came and went.........Celeste although apprehensive, felt different as compared to previous examinations for she felt a little more prepared. And on the last day of the examinations Celeste heaved a huge sigh of relief that the exams were over........but part of her felt dismayed that the spankings would come to an end. Colin noticed her less happy than he expected her to be after the exams as he picked her up after the examinations. He asked her, as he drove, supposedly towards her place for her to change before going out, why she didn't seem that happy even though her examinations were over. Celeste did not answer and Colin did not probe as he thought probably it was just the overwhelming feeling of finally finishing the examinations. But as he waited in his car for Celeste, who had gone up to change, he received an sms from Celeste........

Celeste: M hapi e exams r over......just......sad.....wil....miss.....being.......spanked by u.......

Colin smiled as he looked at the sms........he pondered a while.....and then he replied: You've got two minutes to get changed and come down.

There was no reply from Celeste........and as Colin had predicted......Celeste came down a good fifteen minutes later and had a rather annoyed look on her face. She was upset that Colin had ignored her sms. But as she got into the car, Colin pressed a button on his phone before he began to drive. A few seconds later, Celeste heard the sms alert from her phone. As she looked at it, Colin noticed a little smile on her face.......Colin had smsed her: Change of plans.......stop over my place first.....u were supposed to come down in two minutes.......u took longer.........u need a spanking.........

So come results day.........Celeste hugged Colin jubilantly as she show him the results. Given the little time she had......she did not ace the exams......but passed all her subjects and did well enough to get into the polytechnic course of her choice.

Flash forward today........Celeste and Colin are still together.......she is in her final year in the polytechnic..........he trades shares full time and no she does not get spanked for her studies anymore...........but yes......she still gets a spanking ever so often from Colin.

From Mistress to Family pet........a spanking tale..........

2010-06-14T23:24:00.000+08:00

Dear readers,

I present to you another real life spanking story. Just a little side note.....for those who have been contacting me on yahoo.....I apologise for not being online for a bit......somehow, my comp doesn't seem to like yahoo. Fret not.....I will be up pretty soon. And to a certain "spanko friend", the below story is part of what I promised :)

Enjoy:

Mr and Mrs Jones are pretty well-known in the little town where they live somewhere in the US. Mr Jones is pretty much one of the wealthier folks in the neighbourhood thanks to his successful business which has enabled Mrs Jones to spend here time as one of the leading socialites in the town. There is never a high-society social event that is without them. Though in recent times, there has been some observations that they have also rarely been seen without Teresa. Now despite the frequent sightings of Teresa in the company of Mr and Mrs Jones, no many really know about her relationship with the Jones. The only thing that is common knowledge is that she is Singaporean, rather attractive, stays in the Jones home and is young.......23 years old at most. Because she is seem mostly with Mrs Jones, there are some who gather that she is a personal assistant to Mrs Jones. There are some who have said that she is their god-daughter, Mr and Mrs Jones' children are all older than her and are no longer staying with them. But whatever the speculations, they have never been close to the truth.

Maybe a little history of who it all began........

It was a couple years back.........Teresa was about 16 or 17 at the time and still living in Singapore. She had met Mr Jones on some alternative friendship site. Teresa had begun exploring at that time. She had by some chance come across a spanking site and what she saw on the screen that day unleashed something in her that had her intrigued. Since then she had fantasised about being spanked and dominated. But finding a spanker was never the easiest tasks. Her searches online found little interested people in Singapore and most of the Singaporean men who replied were more into sex than spanking (sheesh I am pretty ashamed about this, come on guys........stop giving us a bad name!). Then came a message from Mr Jones. He was a businessman from the US who was stopping by Singapore for some business. They talked a bit and though Teresa was not entirely convinced that this man wasn't just wanting sex, her gut feeling told her that this guy could be genuine. So they exchanged numbers and agreed to meet for a spanking session when he was down in Singapore.

There was a little apprehension when the day came, but ignoring her fears, Teresa went ahead to meet Mr Jones. It was a comfortable first meeting. They talked abit about their interests in spanking. The spanking that day was a short and mild. It was a simple otk handspanking over her panties and then on her bare bottom, followed by about ten stroke of his belt. But it kinda of got Teresa hooked. Sadly that was to be her only spanking during that visit, as Mr Jones had to leave the very next day due to some urgent business matters back home. Nevertheless, they stayed in touch over the internet and arranged for another meeting when he was passing by to Singapore once again. It was only about six months later that Mr Jones came by Singapore again but the time spent talking over the internet had fostered a certain bond and trust between them. The spanking this time was more intensed, and with more implements as Mr Jones had sort of come prepared. Mr Jones was in Singapore this time for about two weeks and she spend almost half of the time with him. Their relationship also became a little sexual and dom/sub. So much so that when it was time for Mr Jones to leave, she felt a sense of loss and sadness. She didn't know when they would meet again and she hated it. But they maintained an online dom/sub relationship which grew closer. And with each passing day.......she found herself totally devoted to Mr Jones, shunning any possible suitors that she had in Singapore. A little silly though, she would sometimes think to herself, considering that romantically they would never have a future. For he was married. He had revealed this from the start and she never questioned whether his wife knew of their sessions. Teresa was in a bind, she knew that although her relationship with Mr Jones was never a romantic one to start with, she found herself devoted to it. And so over the next two years, they meet up a few more times, during his trips to Singapore and each session left her wanting more.

Then sometime after her 19th birthday, Mr Jones had told her that he was once again coming to Singapore. But this time he enquire on whether she was alright (and interested) if he brought another person along. Teresa and Mr Jones had talked about it before. She knew that he had another sub in the US, she didn't ask much about her but she did know that Mr Jones' other sub was to a certain extent.....bisexual and was wanting to explore her dominant side on other sub females. As Teresa had also revealed that she was somewhat bisexual, they had casually talked about the possibility of a three-way session. Also Teresa could experience being dominated by another girl.

When the day came, Teresa found herself feeling the same mix of excitement and apprehension as she did when she had met Mr Jones for the first time. Entering the hotel suite, she was introduced by Mr Jones to Sylvia. Mr Jones had told Teresa that Sylvia was in her early 40s, but she had looked no where near what Teresa had imagined. Sylvia looked good if her age was indeed true. The chatted a little to break the ice and then their session began.

Mr Jones sat in the arm chair, choosing to play the role of an observer for a bit. Teresa removed her dress and knelt in the middle of the room in her lingerie and place her hands folded behind her back. Sylvia removed the bathrobe that she had been wearing to reveal her white satin lingerie and a figure that made Teresa admire. If only I could maintain such a figure at that age. Teresa thought to herself.

The session began with the usual otk spanking followed with the various implements as Sylvia whipped Teresa in various positions. Teresa was fully naked by the time Mr Jones joined in the dominance. And it reached full intensity as Teresa would give Mr Jones a blowjob as Sylvia smacked her bottom with a crop, and then Teresa switch sides and licked Sylvia's pussy as Mr Jones either fucked her or smacked her bottom with the same crop. Teresa was exhausted by the time they were done a few hours later.

Breathing heavily and kneeling in the same position she had been Mr Jones and Sylvia sat on the bed in front of her and talked......

So how was it Sylvia?

Not too bad......she needs more training but I like her.........

So we are decided then?

Yes Sir...........

That question puzzled Teresa.........unsure of what it meant.........but before she could think any further.........Sylvia and Mr Jones turned their attention to her.

Teresa.......how did you like it?

Very much Sir.......

Would you like more of this?

Yes Sir........

Well Teresa........Sylvia and I have a little proposal for you.......but first......maybe I should tell you that Sylvia is my wife.......

Teresa's eyes widened, she hadn't in the least suspected it.

*Giggling* Yes Teresa......I have heard so much about you.

Teresa cannot remember the exact words now......but it seemed that Mr and Mrs Jones were fond of her and were offering the possibility of being a live-in sub. They would hire her as a personal assistant reporting to Mrs Jones to settle immigration issues. She would live in with them.

The Jones did not demand and immediate answer but gave her a few days to think about it. If she was willing.......they would take her back with them when they left Singapore.

But Sylvia did have some parting words for Teresa before she left.....

Teresa......you will want to know that you do need a little training. Today was merely for fun........if you do sub with us full-time.........it will be more intense and strict............

Teresa was confused and toyed with the possibility of just leaving with the Jones. There was not much that was holding her back..........and it really was such an exciting possibility.

But alas.......Teresa's indecisiveness took over her and she bid them farewell and promised to get back to them by end of the month. The Jones were disappointed but fully understood.

The month past quickly......and Teresa.....having straightened out her thoughts soon found herself on a plan bound for the US.

Still......this didn't change her fears of the unknown..........she was leaving it all behind in Singapore.....would it be for the better?

There is another part to this.....stay tuned.

A Group Spanking of The Trophy Wives

2010-06-07T04:16:00.000+08:00

Another real life spanking story for you. Hope you like it. Enjoy.

Clara was thrilled as she packed her bags and loads of bikinis for her impending trip with her husband and three other couples. The men were all business partners and were due to do some business deals at a certain overseas foreign luxury resort and hence had decided to make to a part-business, part holiday trip with their wives. It was not only the thought of spending a month in a private villa soaking in the sun and shopping that had Clara excited, but it was also the chance of getting to know the three other ladies better. Clara was only 22 and her husband, Albert, was 39. Which meant that most of his “friends cum business associates” had wives who were relatively older than her. But as they say, birds of the feather flock together, Albert had three close friends, who although around his age, all had wives in their early twenties. She had met them before, but only on occasions that she was with Albert, and thus never really had a chance to foster a closer friendship with them. It didn't help that the three other ladies had know each other prior to marrying their respective partners and thus were naturally closer. It was a good circle to get into she thought.

But just as she was happily packing her bags and humming to herself, she turned and noticed Albert putting in a couple of implements into his bag.

Do we really need that darling?

Just in case........

Can't we leave them at home? I promise I will be good.

Better to be prepared.......

But your hands are good enough, plus you will have your belt anyway.

Well, I am sure knowing that I have these implements will help as a deterrence.........

But darling........

Are you sure you want to push it further......

No......sorry darling........

Clara pouted as she continued with her packing. Better bring some larger bikini bottoms just in case. Knowing Albert, she'd probably get a couple of spankings and she did not want to risk embarrassing herself by showing off her red bum to the rest of the ladies as they suntanned. Domestic discipline had always been a part of their relationship, but it was solely between the both of them. It wasn't like there was an agreement to keep it private, but just that Albert never talked about it or spanked her in public, and she being on the receiving end, didn't think that getting a spanking was conversational material in the “high society” they mixed in.

Anyway......

So they flew in style.......in a private jet to their destination and all the ladies squealed and giggled in delight as they saw the magnificent sight of the private villa they were staying in. Four separate rooms at each corner for a little privacy, a huge pool with a view to boot. The villa came with a butler, a chef, and other service staff. It was in fact the best villa in the resort.

Clara seemed to be having a ball of a time. While the men were away in meetings during the first week, the ladies spent their time frolicking under the sun or shopping and having girlish conversations. Clara and the three other ladies had hit it off and she felt that it was a start to a lasting friendship.

Amazingly, or largely due to Albert's busy meetings, Clara managed to go past the week without a spanking. There were a few near encounters, but Albert possibly let her off.

Then on one of the nights that the men had something to attend to, the ladies decided to check out one of the al-fresco live band dining areas within the resort. The atmosphere was rather lively and the the alcohol flowed. Soon enough the girls were a little bit too tipsy and starting to get a little noisy. Which was actually so far so good, but they ended drinking more and the wild streaks came out. Their wild antics, which they themselves could not really remember, resulted in a table being broken (possibly due to their jumping up and down on it to the music), broken dishes and glasses, as well as jumping into the pool at the dining area, splashing the other guests and even attempting to flash at them from the pool. Thankfully by the time they attempted that, there wasn't much guests around. One of the service staff recognised them as occupants in the best villa and tried to contact the men who were by then at the villa, back from their meeting and wondering where the ladies had disappeared to. Reaching back to the villa, Clara (being the most drunk of the lot) could only vaguely remember Albert carrying her back to the room.

The next morning, Clara heard the faint sound of the curtains being drawn and felt the warmth of the sun shine on her face. She opened her eyes, still a little groggy and saw a blur outline of Albert standing at the windows with his arms crossed.

You vomited all over your clothes last night.........
Clara heard Albert's stern tone.

As she vision came back to her, her senses came back as well. She noticed that she was naked under the sheets, and suddenly she recalled what had happened the night before. Knowing she was in trouble, she quickly sat up. But before she could say anything, Albert cut her off.......

Ten minutes! Wash yourself up and those soiled clothes, then get back out here.

Clara quickly did as she was told, not wanting to antagonise the situation further, and as she saw from the corner of her eye, Albert had taken out the implements from his bag, she knew she was in trouble.

Oh don't bother to wear anything when you come back out......

Clara hurried back out as soon as she was done, frantically trying to dry herself before leaving the towel on the table.

Albert was sitting on the edge of the bed and she stood in front of him arms folded behind her back and giving her best attempt of a sad puppy look.......

I'm sorry darling.....

But that was all she had a chance to say. Albert gave her a lecture for what seemed like an eternity and ended with....”so over my knee girl......you know the drill”

It was a blistering handspanking and Clara gasped from the first spank. Although it was probably only a minute or two, Clara was already tearing by the time the handspanking was done. Immediately after, Clara had to lie facedown over the pillows as Albert gave her twenty hard stroke with his belt. Then Albert left her sobbing there was about ten minutes as he continued to lecture her.

Clara couldn't believe her ears when she heard Albert ask her to get up. She had seen the implements laid out on the floor and although her bottom was in pain and visibly bright red, she was mentally prepared that he'd use a few more implements on her.

But what Albert said next was worse.

Alright wear this bikini and let's go.......the rest of them are waiting..........

Clara looked at the bikini......it was one of those with the matching thong. If she wore that down, the rest of the ladies and the men would have known that she had gotten a spanking!!!

She pleaded with Albert, but he warned her that he would redden her bottom somemore if she delayed any further.

Embarrassed but resigned that she did not have a choice. She quickly put the bikini on and, noticing how red her butt was in the mirror, she took a towel and wrapped in around her waist.

But that towel did not stay on for long.

As Albert and Clara went down, the men were at one of the tables reading the newspapers and having breakfast, while the ladies were at the pooldeck, lying on the beach-chairs sipping their juices and having breakfast. As the approached the table, Albert told Clara to join the ladies. But as she was walking off, Albert reached for the towel and pulled it away.

You won't be needing this

Clara gasped in embarrassment as she tried in vain to cover her bottom. Though she did find it rather unusual that the rest of the men did not seemed alarmed or surprised at what they saw. Already embarrassed, she attempted to regain her composure and walked towards the ladies. Warm greetings aside, Clara tried to quickly sit down on the nearest beachchair so as to prevent the three ladies from noticing her rather red bottom. But its never a wise choice to sit to quickly on a freshly spanked bottom, and Clara winced at the the pain it caused.

Careful......don't sit too quickly on a tender bottom, one of the ladies offered with a smile.

Clara smiled meekly, ignoring the possibility that they could have known that she had just been spanked and ordered her breakfast from one of the service staff who was waiting.

Sensing Clara's uncomfortable silence after that..........one of the ladies nearest to her said quickly said, “Its ok.......we know..........” and she flipped over albeit rather carefully. To Clara's surprise, the lady was also wearing a thong, and her bottom was as red, if not slightly redder, than hers. She looked at the other two ladies, who also turned over showing their red bottoms in a thong. Nothing more needed to be said......it was as if there was a common understand there and then.

Clara lightened up and soon the girls were sharing about the spanking they had gotten in the morning.

Then suddenly Ling, one of the ladies, commented that something was not right. Compared to the usual spankings they received, this was mild in retrospect.

They pondered in silence together for a moment and then Tricia's eyes widened and asked, “Remember Bali?!!”

“Oh no.........”, Belle groaned.

“We are so dead........”, Ling remarked.

Clara didn't seem to understand, and asked what happened. But just as the girls were about to explain to her, one of the men called them over.

The girls hurried over and sat on the laps of their respective partners.

The girls were informed of the damage that the girls had caused the night before. And because of that, the four of them had decided that to teach them a lesson to ensure that it would not happen again. The four ladies were then given a laundry bag each and were told to go up to the rooms, put the implements inside and come back down.

As they hurried back into the villa and up the stairs, Ling told Clara, “It was a group punishment.......that's what happened to us in Bali...........”

When they reach back down, the men were sitting on the edge of the beach chairs that they had moved neatly into a row, side by side.

Their group punishment had begun.

Over the knee of their husbands, the ladies went.

Alright boys.....five minutes start now...

The flurry of handspanks was heard together with the gasps and cries of the four ladies.

Then the ring of the alarm signalled an end to the handspanking and they were all sniffling and crying.

The ladies were made to stand at the foot of the beach chair with their hands folded behind them as the guys returned to their table.

30 minutes later.....

The guys returned and it was back over the knee for the ladies, this time with a hairbrush.

Two minutes this time...............all four girls were crying by the time they were put back into position at the foot of the beach chair.

30 minutes later...........

The ladies were bent over hands on the beach chair as the men gave their wives ten strokes with the belt, making them count aloud, “#.....I am sorry Sir”

30 minutes later.......

The ladies were on their hands and knees on the beach chair as they were given ten strokes of the cane, as they counted again aloud amidst their tears. And they were left in position on their hands and knees.

30 minutes later........

The men decided to give their bottoms a rest and used the crop twenty times on each of their thighs.

30 minutes later.......

Using a small rubber strap........the girls received ten stinging licks to their vagina. Although they were wearing their thong.......it gave little protection.

It was close to dinner time by then........so the ladies were instructed to put on a dress and they all went to the same al fresco joint they had been the night before.

Dinner was quite the quick affair for the punishment was not quite done.......

Back at the villa, the girls were told to remove their dress (they had been made to wear keep the bikini on underneath the dresses) and go into the pool. The cold water cooled their burning bottoms. But when they came back up, they were told to go back on their hands and knees on the beachchairs. A big razor strap was used this time and their wet bottoms made it even more stingy. 20 strokes were given and their cries were the loudest this time.

After they had been left in their position for another 30minutes, the men told them to gather the implements back into the bag and go back up.........all that was left was their own private punishments.

Clara knew what this meant................

Back in the room, Clara remove her bikini and took out a small bag of metal clamps and laid down of the bed face up spread eagle. Albert took two of the clamps and place them of the lips of her vagina......Clara groaned and moaned as the pressure and pain set in. She got up and Albert place another two clamps on her nipples and hung a weight on each of the clamps. Kneeling in front of Albert she took his penis into his mouth and rocked her head back and forth, wincing now and then from the pain from the clamps.

She gagged slightly as he shot out his load and she swallowed, careful not to spill any bit.

It was time for round two.........

Albert removed the clamps on her vagina.........then he made Clara “ride” on top of him. As he rocked her furiously with one hand......he spanked already-well spanked bottom with the other hand. Clara groaned as she felt the stings from the spanks and the pain from the nipple clamps as the swayed as she rocked.

“I'm really sorry darling” she purred as she rested her head on his chest after it was all over.

The next morning Clara found out that the rest of the ladies were not spared any pain in bed either. Ling had to endure an anal as her husband tugged on her nipples and rammed into her sore bottom. Tricia's oral sex on her husband was accompanied with countless smacks of the crop to her pussy, following which he rammed his penis up her sore pussy. Belle had it the worst. Using a vibrator, made her control her orgasms.....which was always impossible after a spanking as she would be so turned out despite the pain. But each time she came, he would whip her nipples, bottom and vagina with the riding crop. She came five times that night without permission and each time, she bore the brunt of the crop against her skin.

Nevertheless, the trip fostered a bond between the girls......

Back in Singapore......they were closer than ever and although like many of the “trophy” wives at the usual events.........they shared a bond......a secret.......a dark secret..........

Another spanking the foreign bride story

2010-05-24T10:55:00.000+08:00

As promised.....another real life spanking story for your reading pleasure. An yes, I am still suffering the after-effects of a severe bout of flu. In any case.....I should not bore you further. One last thing. To a certain “spanko friend” in Singapore: This is not the story I promised you earlier, there is some issue with my notes on that story and I need to confirm certain facts before I post it. Apologies.

There was a time, that sadly seems quite long ago, when I was a 17 year old spanko with not much spanking experiences to speak of. Which is really not the point of this story but rather just wanted to type that sentence. (Pardon my nonsense) But the reason for me saying this is because I personally believe that when one is relatively inexperienced to spanking, certain encounters stay in one's mind.

One such as this:

I was rather young an impressionable then and mixed with a small group of older spankos. And with their rather “old-ish” conversations came a topic about foreign brides from China. I think the trend has kinda died down here in Singapore but then matchmaking was all the rage even though it hadn't reached the peak of its popularity yet. So a couple of them were sharing about how their own friends had been fleeced by the foreign brides they had gotten through the matchmaking agencies. And then they went on and on about how their friends would complain that the China brides were quite a handful and not easy to handle. (Which personally, now that I know better........not all matchmaking affairs turn sour.......but ah I digress.) So being the naïve and young guy, I casually thought aloud about whether a spanko would have the same problem. There were chuckles all round as they seemed rather amused by my thoughts and one of them, Joe, kind of reckoned that it be best if I “experienced” that answer to my question. I really did not know what he meant then.........

But a couple of days later I got a call from him asking if I was free to go meet a friend with him. I knew it must have had something to do with our previous conversation but knowing him, I did not probe and merely went along.

As we were on our way to this friend's house Joe told me a bit about him. He was Mr Aw, a semi-retired trader/businessman of sorts, who was in his late 40s. He had spent his youth chasing the dollar and thus was never married. Until he got hitched with his China-bride about two years prior to our meeting with him that day. But more on him later.

Anyway so Joe, being the the guy that he was told me that at his cue I was to ask Mr Aw a certain question. Well the question went something like “So I heard that many people are having problems handling their China wives, are you facing the same problem?” I mean come on.........”handling”? It wasn't some pet or animal that we were talking about. But Joe's grin and repeated asking for me to play along got the better of me.

So we reached Mr Aw's place, a penthouse in one of the condominiums, and we were introduced. Mr Aw didn't look that old but his wife looked really young. If I hadn't known better about the legal laws with matchmaking, I would have guessed that she was younger than me. (She was 19, for those who are wondering.)

As we sat down opposite Mr Aw on the sofa, I kinda sort of felt that the “question” that Joe had wanted me to ask was already answered. I mean, Mrs Aw was by Mr Aw's side, hand holding his arm, from the time we entered the home. Furthermore, as we were seating down, Mr Aw had settled himself into the sofa opposite us and Mrs Aw was about sitting down next to him when he told her to serve us drink in a “how-could-you-forget-this” kind of tone and as she got up to get the drinks, he planted a rather mild spank of her bottom as he shook his head looking at us and said, “Tsk, must remind her still.” I mean if he could so much as plant a smack on her bottom there an then in front of us, would it really have been rocket science to guess that he spanked her?

Oh but noooo, Joe still had to try to rib me into asking the question. As somewhere in the midst of his small-talk-cum-catching-up conversation with Mr Aw, Joe suddenly went “so our young friend here has a burning question he has been wanting to ask you” as he jab me with his elbow. It really sounded stupid but I kinda managed to pull the question off. And from the chuckling I sort of guess, Joe and Mr Aw were in on something which I had no knowledge about. But anyway, Mr Aw's reply was that he'd answer that question when the drinks had arrived.

So as soon the drinks were served and Mrs Aw had taken a seat beside Mr Aw, he spoke to her in mandarin that he was just about to share what happens when she was naughty. But since she was here, maybe she could show us what happens when she is naughty.

Mrs Aw seems hesitant, giving an embarrassed smile, as she stands up turns around and lifts her skirt up, revealing a thong and a rather shapely but red bottom. And as if to further prove his point, Mr Aw give her bottom a few spanks as he asks her if she deserves the spankings. To which she replies with a “yes” in between her gasps from the spanks. And he pushes it somemore but asking “why”, to which she replies because she has been naughty. Seemingly satisfied, he asks her to sit back down. I was sure she must have been embarrassed, but she did not really show it.

It wasn't long before the doorbell rang.......looking at Joe's face, I knew it couldn't have been a coincidence. Read on you will understand.

Mr Aw got up to see who it was and returned with a white envelope, supposedly couriered over. It apparently was some results of sorts. Mr Aw, had sent Mrs Aw for some English course. The results of a couple of tests Mrs Aw had been given during her course were in that white envelope. The results were dismal. Terrible in fact. So seizing the opportunity, Mr Aw decided to punish her there and then.
He made her remove her skirt and it was over the knee for a handspanking which lasted quite a while and she was sobbing by the time the spanking was over.

Which was kinda a cue for us to leave, as Joe stood up nudging me as we thanked Mr Aw for his time and Joe said to give him some privacy. Mrs Aw was by then bent over the sofa and he was welding the cane.

We left and till this day.......I am so sure that it was rigged. I am so sure that Joe and Mr Aw had arranged for the test results to be couriered that day. But......they never did admit it. Personally, I did have some questions for him........but I never had a chance to ask. Personally, I kinda was not very comfortable with how the relationship was. I am not judging or anything but kinda just feel that in domestic discipline relationships, or any other relationships, mutual consent is very important. And I did feel a little that Mrs Aw didn't have much choice........being away from her homeland and all, plus being a “paid-for” bride. That being said..........I didn't hang out with them much either after that. Kinda didn't agree a little with some of their perceptions and value with regards to domestic discipline.

Spankable Pictures 007

2010-05-23T07:29:00.000+08:00

Dear readers,
Apologies for the lack in posts.......yours truly has been near to incapacitated from a severe bout of flu. A new real life spanking story will be posted by Monday or Tuesday.......but meanwhile......something for you to think about.......

It appears Taiwanese celebrities are more fetish-inclined than our celebs in Singapore.......

I really dunno her name except I know she is a Taiwanese celeb. I kinda wonder..........could celebs who agree to such photo shoots (bondage-like or sm or spankable poses) be really vanillas????

And here she is in a rather spankable pose...............

Now if only the variety shows in Singapore were as wild as in Taiwan........

Witnessing A Female Colleague's Spanking

2010-05-05T01:03:00.000+08:00

Dear readers, as promised.......another real life spanking story for you.

For many of us corporate “rats”, we spend the bulk of our days holed up in our tiny little cubicle slaving away for a miserable pay packet which never seems enough. And though we spend so much time in office and with our colleagues, it never ceases to amaze me that if we do take a minute to ponder, we would soon realise that there are many things that we do not know about our colleagues. I mean, we spent almost an equal amount of time with them as we spend with our families, but yet despite all that time spent with them.........a lot of times, colleagues are so familiar yet also such strangers to us. And especially in Singapore, with spanking being such a closeted phenomenon, two spankos could be sitting side by side in office for more than ten years without knowing that the other is a fellow spanko...............

Though sometimes.........with keen observation and a little luck............we do stand a tiny chance of uncovering certain fetishes that our fellow colleagues would have...........like in the case of Damien.

In the first year of his first job, Damien took a particular interest in his observance of a colleague named Adeline. She wasn't the prettiest in his office, well she was attractive but not the most attractive, she was a good 8 years older than him and technically she wasn't just his colleague, but in a way was his superior. Well his observation wasn't the romantic kind either, it was just that he noticed a certain trend in her “actions and dressing” as he would call it. Most of the time Adeline would be dress in typical ladies office wear – a shirt with either pants or the kinda office skirt which accentuates the curve of one's bum (I dunno what its officially called). But every now and then, there would be a certain time where for a couple of days in a row, she would wear dresses which flowed freely from the waist downwards (pardon my lack of knowledge in fashion). At first Damien assumed that it was probably “the time of the month” for her and wearing something fitting must have been rather uncomfortable. Then he soon realised that the “duration” and “frequency” that she wore those dresses did not make his assumption of it being her “time of the month” logical. And after further observation, he noticed that whenever she wore those dresses, Adeline would always sit on a cushion on her chair. Sitting down on the chair would always be a slower and more careful process when she was wearing the dresses. Now he didn't really think it that time, but he occasionally joked to himself and a few of his close spanko friends that he thought Adeline was probably getting spanked sometimes. But it was nothing more than a laugh and he didn't for a single moment think that Adeline really was getting spanked. Personally I would have thought that the way Adeline talked about her husband would have given some subtle hints but Damien reckons that it never occurred to him then that she may have really been a spanked wife. He thinks it probably was because she was in a position of authority in office and thus the though of her getting spanked just would not have crossed his mind at that point in time.

Nevertheless, nature has its way of revealing life's secrets............

In the fourth year of his job, Damien got to know John (who was actually Adeline's husband but he didn't know yet) through his close friend Benny. Together with Daryl (another close friend), they formed a rather close frienship and bonded over (one of the typical Singaporean past-times) mahjong. They played quite frequently, at times twice a week, but it wasn't just mahjong that bonded them, they were all very much spankos. And the conversations they had over mahjong were spanking-filled talk.

And it was during one of their mahjong sessions that Damien would soon realise that John was actually Adeline's husband.

They usually played at Benny's place and that day was like any usual mahjong day. They were only halfway through the first round when John got a call on his handphone. It turned out to be John's broker who had called to inform him that one of his accounts was in the red and payment was urgently needed. It was actually the account that Adeline traded with, the broker knew but his previous calls to Adeline had been to no avail, and as his superior was pressing him to settle this, he called John in a desperate attempt. It was no small amount, 200k or around there, and John had not known about this in the first place. Nevertheless, knowing that the broker was in a spot, John gave his permission for the broker to transfer the amount from his other accounts. However, John was rather irritated and decided to give Adeline a call to question her about it. What transpired next was a rather blackened face John in an argument with Adeline on the phone (Damien reckons he could hear Adeline screaming on the other end) which ended rather abruptly with Adeline slamming the phone down on him. John seethed as he put down his handphone and commented that he was so going to give her a spanking when he reached home. The four of them continued with the mahjong game of course, and there were a couple of smses exchanged between John and Adeline. Then suddenly John asked them, in the midst of the second round, if they could stop the game and go along with him to be an “audience” while he spanked his wife. Damien and Daryl gave puzzled looks, but Benny (who had probably been an “audience” before for John) just chuckled told John that well he'd better explain to Damien and Daryl what he meant to “help them get over their shock”. So John told them that every now and then, his wife needed a "punishment with a little humiliation" to put her back in her place. And by humiliation, he meant getting her spanked infront of an audience. Well of course Damien and Daryl readily agreed, it was something that they had not witnessed before. So John called Adeline (it turned out that when John called Adeline to ask about the account, Adeline jumped into some sort of attitude defensive mode and started being a little to much of a tart to John, and the smses were her apology for her compulsiveness and attitude) and he told her on the phone that the issue with the account was settled, but she was going to get it from him for the account and the attitude. Then he told her that he was bringing a few guys to “see her get punished” and so she was to be “in position” waiting for them to come back.

When they reached John's home, Adeline was in the corner of the living room face to the wall and her hands folded behind her back. Up til that moment Damien still did not have any knowledge that he was about to witness his colleague (superior in fact) receive a spanking. It wasn't until after they were seated and John took Adeline by the arm and turn her to face them that Damien realised who John's wife was. He choked on his saliva as his eyes met Adeline's who herself was rather shock and try to plead with John if they could not do this this time as she whispered to John that Damien was her colleague. Bad mistake, John chuckled as he found that it would aid even more Adeline's lesson in humiliation. But Adeline persisted in her pleading even as John instructed her to strip to her bra and panties, but a hard slap to her bottom end her pleadings almost immediately. Adeline knew better than to worsen the punishment that she was about to receive, and quickly stopped her protests and removed her outer clothing. Standing in her match bra and thongs (it was the norm for them when she was to be punished in front of “guests”. John kept her intimates for his own viewing pleasure and so the thong ensured that Adeline got the bare-bottomed punishment with her intimates covered.) Adeline cast her eyes downward, trying to forget that Damien was one of the “guests”, as her face burned with embarrassment.

Not wasting anymore time, John pulled a straight back chair to the centre sat down and pointed to the floor in front of him. Adeline knelt down, hands folded behind her back, as John verbally chastised her for the “rubbish attitude” and her “lack of responsibility”. Damien sat wide-eyed as he saw Adeline, the rather outspoken and fiesty lady he knew in office, respond meekly to John ever-so-politely with her “Yes Sir”, “No Sir” and “I'm sorry Sir”. Hell she was never that polite or meek to her own boss.

As soon as the verbal chastisement finished, the physical punishment ensued.

“Over my lap” was all that John needed to bark out as Adeline draped herself over his knee and braced herself. There were never any warm up spanks during a punishment, and soon enough Adeline was heard gasping and owwwing before the handspankings were through. She was put in the corner for five minutes as John went to get his implements and get the guys some drinks. Next was the belt which he made Adeline bend over the chair for. This time the gasps were louder and Damien could hear Adeline sniffling as the belt landed on her bottom. Damien lost count at 30 strokes but Adeline was sure crying by the time John had finished with the belt and put her back in the corner for another five minutes. The strap was next in the same position and buckets of tears as the countless strokes went by. Adeline's bottom was bright red by the time she revisited the corner again. The cane was last the only implement with a pre-determined number of strokes – 40 and John made her count them all. It started with ten in the lunge position, another ten as she touched her toes and the last twenty as she bent over the back of the chair. The embarrassment was made worse as John made Adeline face the trio and thank them for coming to witness her punishment.

A day later back in office, the initial contact was awkward as Damien tried to pretend that nothing happened when he saw Adeline, but soon enough they were back to normal. Though he noticed she was in a flowy dress once again and that good old cushion was once again there at her chair.

Apparently the working relationship between Adeline and Damien got better. I guess somehow when secrets are out of the closet between certain individuals........the less reserved they are. It got to a point where Damien could casually ask Adeline (when she came in her dresses or the cushion was on the chair) if she got punished. And Adeline would reply matter-of-factly and they would chat a little about her punishment.

Spankalot's yahoo is back on and Spankable Pictures 006

2010-05-03T14:58:00.000+08:00

Dear Readers, sincerest apologies over one of my longest absences. Due to unforseen and extremely unfortunate circumstances, dear ol' spankalot was "locked out" of the blogosphere. Fortunately, things are looking up and if all goes well, I should have another story for you tomorrow. At the same time, for all my contacts on yahoo....if you were wondering why I have not been online....I was locked out and had a little difficulty getting my password up. Well the good news is, I am back on!!!!

Meanwhile........here are some lovely spankables for your viewing pleasure.

Reader's Submission: Cheating Lesbian Gets A Severe Spanking

2010-04-04T22:29:00.000+08:00

Dear readers, I give you once again a real life spanking story that one of you readers submitted to me. I have not edited it but, as you know I put a strong importance on privacy and have thus altered the actual names that were in the story.

Hope you enjoy..........

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Hi!
I came across your blog sometime back and found it rather cool to see a fellow Singaporean blogging about spanking. Something that many don't talk about much in the open. And its really amazing how you managed to get so many real life stories on spanking. Well I have been a lurker for a while and thought of sharing my personal story with you.

I am in a long-term lesbian relationship Sher – my girlfriend and she spanks me quite a fair bit. I guess it cause I can be quite a bitch at times and yea I think I deserve it. Sher's much older than me and so she like plays the role of a mother sometimes to me. Sher spanking me began over an incident and has like continued till today.

I was 20 at that time was already with Sher for about two years and I like cheated on her with another girl. It wasn't like we were officially dating or anything just going out and flirting. But Sher and her friends kinda bumped into me and the other girl one of the times. I didn't see them actually coz me and the girl were like engaged in a kiss. But then one of Sher's friends came and pushed the girl away and gave me a tight slap on my face. I won't forget the look on Sher's face that day, she was like so upset I could see it. The whole group of them walked off after Sher's friend slapped me and I didn't dare chase after her. The other girl I was with ran off and I was left alone. I was already staying with Sher then and went I went back that day I found my stuff outside the house and she like changed the locks. Sher ignored me for quite a while after that even though I like begged and apologised to her through sms. She din pick up my phone calls and ignore my smses. So I looked up the girl who slapped me – Alice. She was Sher's best fried and like ignored me at first too. But when she finally picked up my call she told me that Sher ignore me becoz she still loved me but cannot trust me already. Then she told me that she supported Sher and would rather I don't hurt Sher anymore. But I then prolly coz I like begged her and tried my best to convince her I was sorry, Alice agreed to talk to Sher for me. It worked cause Sher like smsed me and we managed to talk on the phone abit. But it took at least while more before Sher agreed to get back together and let me meet her at her place. When I went to her place Alice was there as well. I thought it was funny she was there but I didn't care and like rushed to give Sher a hug and apologised to her. But then all of a sudden I felt Alice grab both my hands from behind and handcuffed them and Sher put this blindfold on me. I was like in shock coz I just came to Sher's house and then they did this to me. But then I heard Sher ask me how sorry I was. I like told her I really was. But then Alice said that but it didn't change the fact that I cheated on Sher. And I said but I was like really sorry and asked what they wanted me to do. And Sher ask me what could I do and I told her like I would do anything to make her trust me. Then Alice told me they going me punish me for being such a bitch to Sher. I asked what were they going to do to me. And Alice told me that all I needed to know was to do as I was told. And she also like said that if I at anytime refused to do what they told me, they would throw me out and Sher and me were over. So I was like then I don't have a choice right. But Sher said I did, I could leave. So I like said ok I would do whatever they asked.

So I was like still handcuffed and blindfolded, and they took off my skirt and panties. Then they removed the handcuffs and took off my top and bra and then handcuffed my hands again but like infront of me this time. Then they took off the blindfold and I saw things like canes, belts, hairbrushes and paddles and I knew I was like so screwed coz Sher had told me before that Alice was sort of like a mistress. In fact she joke before that she would send me to Alice to be spanked if I was too much of a bitch. Alice said that she was going to teach Sher how to punish me so that I would not be a bitch to her anymore. She pull me by the handcuff and over her knee and spanked me for a while and switched with Sher who spanked me as well. And it was like some tutorial that Alice was conducting. She would like explain to Sher that spanking over the knee was like a warm up. I was like crying already when she said warm up coz I felt like my butt was on fire. But it really was a warm up cause she like showed Sher how to spank me with the hairbrush and then Sher would take over and spank me again with the hairbrush. Then she made me stand up in front of the couch and put my hands on the couch and like stick my butt out. Then she showed Sher how to use the belt, the strap, the paddle, the ruler and the cane. Alice would explain abit about the implement then smack my butt about 2-3 times and then pass it to Sher to smack my butt another 2-3 times. It may seem very little, but they like din smack very lightly and if you like add up the smacks its quite many. Then she taught Sher the different positions she could punish me in. Alice made me lie over the edge of the couch, lie flat on the couch, touch my toes, diaper postion, on the floor on my hands and knees. She also told Sher that this was not all but there were like an endless amount of position up to her creativity. I was crying still coz like each position Alice would smack my butt a few times with the strap and would like Sher try. I tot it was like over by then but then Alice still had more to teach Sher. She told Sher that there were many ways to make the punishment different. And so she likemade me bend over the arm of the sofa and look at Sher. Then she told me that she was going to smack me ten times with the belt and each time I had to like count and say sorry for being a bitch. I lost count after a few smacks and she made me start all over again. And then she told Sher that sometimes to prolong the punishment my butt had to rest for a while. And so she used the strap and smacked the back of my thighs. And then she like said that the hands also needed to be smacked. And she made me hold out my two hand straight out and she put the belt across my arms. Then she gave the cane to Sher and asked Sher to stand behind me. Then she took a ruler and said that if my arms moved and the belt dropped from down Sher would give me one stroke of the cane. And then she smacked my hands with the ruler like very hard and my hands moved downwards coz it was like pain and she signalled to Sher and Sher like gave me a very hard stroke. After they had enough of that Alice told Sher that there was another punishment that was good for a bitch like me. So she made me like kneel on a cushion and put my hands on my head and she put a peg on each of my nipples. And then she told me to stay in the position. Of course I could not like keep still. I was crying and the pegs were painful and uncomfortable. But each time I like fidgeted, Alice would smack my butt with the ruler. It was the last punishment she had for me and after a while she like pulled me by the ear and dragged me on my knees to infront of Sher who was sitting on the couch. Then she told me that from now on every time I was a bitch Sher would punish me. And if I refused or still was a bitch Sher could call her and she would come down to help punish me and she promised that it would be more painful that today. She then told me that she was leaving and I'd like better apologise properly to Sher for cheating on her. Alice left and I was left kneeling there crying in front of Sher and the pegs were still on my nipples. I like apologise and apologised to Sher after Alice left. Sher removed the handcuffs and peg and hugged me as I cried and like thankfully told me all was forgiven. She like even rubbed my butt with cream after that. My butt was like sore for a while and I was quite not a bitch for a while. Sher however like began to like spanking me and so everytime I am like being a little bitchy she spanks me. But I am a bitch and sometimes it get out of hand and Sher get Alice back. Its not like often but it happens. I would like come home and see Alice and Sher at home with the implements out and I like know I am in for it. But it keeps me from being too much of a bitch for too long.

It really painful but like the funny thing is I like find myself getting wet during each punishment. Sher and Alice have also like noticed. Even though I cry I like find it a turn on also. They say it coz I am a slut. Maybe I am like a bitch and a slut.

Anyway hoped you enjoyed what I shared.

I will be like still lurking around your blog so please like try and post more often.

Love,
Chrissy

Spankable Pictures 005

2010-03-30T10:36:00.001+08:00

Another bunch of spankable pictures.......so terribly cutes bums that seem to cry out for a spanking!

Is Eileen Wee into spanking?

2010-03-26T03:10:00.001+08:00

I don't know if many of you know or remember who Eileen Wee is. Now if memory serves me right, she was an actress previously, a model (lingerie model some say though I have never seen pictures), and is currently an emcee with one of the local Singaporean event companies. She was also once a cover girl on Singapore's FHM and it is because of that edition that I writing this post. While it was hell of a long time ago that she appeared on the cover and sadly I no longer have a copy of it. But I vividly remember reading something about spanking in FHM's interview with her. I think the question was something about how she was in a relationship. And then her reply went something like she was the kind of girl who would throw a spanner into the works when the relationship was smooth sailing then when her other half realised the stunt she was pulling, she'd get what she deserve (for finding trouble out of boredom I suppose) such as “a spanking”. Those were the exact words I remembered - “a spanking”. And so all these years, I always wondered if she was a spanko or were those words said in jest.

For those who have no recollection of who she is, here are some photos to jolt your memory.

Reader's Submission: A young spanked wife

2010-03-16T20:19:00.002+08:00

Dear readers,
Today's real life spanking story was submitted by one of you. Interesting though I kind of think she may have tried to write in a similar style as me. In addition, I found the ending rather abrupt. Nevertheless, thank you dear reader for your kind submission. Enjoy......

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Hello,
I am a Singaporean girl and my husband is a British expat working in Singapore. We have been married for about a year and we are in a spanking relationship. My husband is both like a husband and a father to me. I come from a broken family and have never seen my father. I believe that I am naturally submissive and also I think my husband age also plays a part in my submissive. I am 18 years old this year and he is 35 years old. I got married to him when I was 17.

I met my husband in a funny way. At that time I have a lot of problems at home. I was 16 then. Because my family is quite poor, I did not have much money and then when I go out with my friends we spend a lot. So I go work at part time jobs during school holidays. That time I was working as housekeeping in one of the hotels. And my husband that time just come to Singapore not long and was staying in the hotel. That time, because the pay was not very high and so sometimes we steal from the rooms when we clean the rooms. So this time I was cleaning the room and it was his room. I was careless and din check properly if anyone was in the room. I think cause I saw a wallet on the table and I got excited plus the sign on the door put please clean room. But when I was taking the money out of the wallet, he come out of the toilet and caught me red handed. I try to run out but he catch me by the hand. So I cry and ask him not to report to my manager or not he would report to the police and then I would get into trouble. But at first he want to call the manager already, but I persist and so he give me a choice. He say that I can choose. Either he report me to my manager, or he punish me himself. At that time I thought that he meant he want to have sex with me. But I told myself I got no choice because if he report to my manager than I sure go police station. So I said ok I let him punish me. Then turn out he did not mean have sex, but he spank me. It was painful. First he make me go over his knee then he spank me on my uniform skirt. But he said the skirt was too thick so he lifted up my skirt and spanked me on my panties. But so happened that day I was wearing a thong, so actually he spank my bare bottom. After he spank me, he say to make sure I don't do it again, he make me lie face down on the hotel bed and he use his belt to spank me ten times. After that I was crying. But he really did not report me to my manager. Then when I finish my shift on my way home, I bump into him. I feel abit embarassed at first but he talk to me like normal. So then because just nice I got my pay, and because he really keep his promise to not report me, I invited him to have a drink at a coffeeshop on me. That night we talk for quite long. We exchanged hp numbers and then after that we went out a few times. I think I felt that I liked him and then I somehow message him that. He only reply a smiley face. So I thought he did not feel that same way. But then a few days later when we met, somehow we ended up kissing and then slowly we became a couple. At first it was like a very proud thing when I go back to school cause I have a ang moh boyfriend and then I also thought that our relationship was play play. But after a while I realise that he was quite serious as well. He even went to my house a few times to visit my mother. At that time also, I begin to realise that I was more of a submissive type. Cause maybe he is a westerner and so he is more direct. And then as a young girl I would sometimes throw a xiao jie pi ji or what he likes to call a fit. And when I do that, he would just spank me. Not in public of course but like he will drive me to his home suddenly straight after I throw a fit. The first time I thought what he was trying to do. But once go in the home, he spank me. Of course sometime when I am in a bad mood, then I will struggle and push him away and then he will not spank me. Plus the spanking at that time is mostly like not serious one. So a few spanks he stop already.

Then when I was 17 there was some problem. I got expelled from school because of fighting and smoking. My auntie and my mother wanted to throw me out of the house and threatened to disown me or send me to the girls home. I was very scared and upset, so I call him. That night I stay over at his place. Then the next day he accompanied me back to my home but my auntie and mother ask me to go away. And because my auntie and mother were like very angry, we had no choice but to go away. So for the next one week I hide at his house. Then during that one week we talk about what choices I have. Suddenly he say that ask me to marry him and he will take care of me. I thought he was joking but he was serious. But he say that I must also agree to a spanking relationship. I would not need to work but I needed to learn how to be a good housewife. Then he explained to me what he meant by a spanking relationship. Sometimes he calls it domestic discipline. I agreed of course.

So after that he went to my home again to tell my mother and auntie about this. I didn't know that he would even tell them about the spanking agreement. But then he told me to go to my room first and said he wanted to talk to my mother and auntie without me around. I still suspect then but then suddenly he opened the room door and then my mother and my auntie also come in. I thought what happened. But then he sat down on my bed and pulled me over his knee. I got a shock and struggle but he hold me down and told me that he already told my mother and auntie about our agreement. He say that he spank me now to prove to them that he meant it and will be able to take care of me. It was very embarrassing especially when he lifted my skirt. The worst thing is after he spank me he make me get up and told me to apologise to my mother and auntie for being such a terrible girl and getting expelled. I refused because all along I never apologise to them. But when I refuse, he pull me over his knee again and spank me. When he let me up this time he warn me that he will keep spanking me until I apologised to them. So I had no choice and apologised. It was very embarrassing and somemore I see my auntie like smile and tell my mother in chinese that first time she see someone tell me to do something and I listen. After that my mother and auntie agreed to us getting married. They had to agree because I was only 17 and my mother must sign the rom cert.

We got married within three months and I move into his home.

Our spanking relationship started the moment we came back from our honeymoon.

The first thing was the house. As a housewife, I was expected to do the household chores. He show me what he expected but I think its also because I never did housework before properly. So everyday when he come home, he will spank me because I didn't do the household chores. But after a week he say he thinks I need more motivation. So that saturday, he make me take off all my clothes and wear only this pink colour apron. Then he make ask me to do the housework and he follow me throughout and spank me with his hand as I do the housework. After each place, like the study room. He will spank me if its not up to his standard. Then after that, he say that make it a rule that each day when he come home, I must be in that attire. Then he will inspect the house and if its wrong I will get a spanking. Only after a month that I was allowed to not wear that attire anymore.

The other thing was my spending. He gave me a supplementary card and because suddenly like I could buy a lot of things so I always went shopping when he was at work. But it was getting out of hand so he said that anything above $100 dollars I had to check with him first if I could buy it. Of course the first few times I did not and he spank me. Then I hide from him. But when he found out he not only spank me but use his belt also.

My attitude towards my mother and my auntie was also something I get spank for. We got to my mother place at least once every two weeks. And the moment I start showing them attitude, he will spank me straight away in front of them. The worst thing is that after that he makes me stand in the corner with my hand on my head for half an hour and makes me apologise to them.

Apart from all that, he spanks me daily he calls it maintenance. Every night before we sleep, we spanks me over his knee with his hand.

Now we have been married about one year and our spanking relationship is stabilised. He still spank me daily for maintenance, and although he only uses his hand, I cry during each maintenance. But I don't get spanked for other things as much anymore because I have improved. Only a few times a month I will break some of his rule or do something wrong and will need to be punished extra. And when I get extra, he will use the belt or the cane.

But overall I find that I have become a better person. My relationship with my mother and auntie have become better. In fact, I have not need to be spank when I go their place for the past few months. I also realised that I don't throw a fit anymore. But of course sometimes he still needs to remind me. Like when we are outside and I like going to throw a fit, he will give me a light spank on my bottom and I am reminded and don't throw a fit.

Spankable Pictures 004

2010-03-11T13:50:00.000+08:00

Another bunch of spankable picture I have gotten off the internet. Is it only me? But aren't they so spankable...............

Seeing the husband spank the wife

2010-03-06T05:34:00.000+08:00

When Ben was studying overseas, like many of his fellow Singaporean peers who ventured abroad for their studies, he took up a part-time job as a Barrista in a cafe joint similar to Starbucks. He enjoyed the part-time work he had and the mingling with the regular customers. Now there was this particular female customer with whom he had a rather “weird”, for lack of a better word, encounter with.

Hmmm........let's call this female customer Adele.

So Adele was one of the regular customers at the cafe joint. She dropped by a couple of times a week, usually alone or with a friend or two, and would hang around for a few hours. She looked around Ben's age and though he never did see her in the university that he studied at, he assumed that she was one of the students there for it was the only university around the area.

Initially the conversations between them were pretty “professional” - the orders she had etc..... And then it progressed to “Having the usual?” and then to small talk and some playful flirting. Ben reckoned that she must have been a little interested at least for she returned his glances and flirting words. Occasionally he stayed behind after his shift to have a little chat with her. As time went on, he plucked up the courage and walked her home a couple of times though she always never let him send her to the gate of her home. Her reason to him was because her “father” was rather strict and didn't like to see her with boys and he could get “nasty” sometimes. Nevertheless, some sort of friendship though not formal relationship appeared to have been blooming as a bolder Ben soon asked her out for the usual movie dates. It wasn't like as if he had no creativity or was a boring person who only went to movies and nothing else, but Adele seem to only agree to go out with him if it was a movie date. All other offers, such as a night out with him and his friends at the clubs were flatly rejected with some excuse. However, things got a little physical between them as the movie dates and “walking-her-home” became more frequent. But it was nothing more than the kisses and the petting, they never ended up having sex.

Then one of the nights as he walked her back home.........

They stopped at the usual lamp post some way before her home, like they normally did to say goodbye, and just as they were in the throes of their passionate kissing and touchy-feely antics, two cars pull up next to them. Adele's face shows signs of shock as a rather well-built gentleman with white hair comes out of the first car and four rather burly men come out of the second car and walk towards them.

“Get in the car”, the gentleman said in a rather calm but firm tone. Without even looking at Ben, Adele went into the car as she was told, thus giving Ben the impression that the gentleman who had spoken was her father. The gentleman held out his hand, shook Ben's hand and asked for his name. Then he asked Ben to get into his car to go to their place for a little chat. Feeling that it was rather awkward, Ben turned down the offer politely and turned to make his way home. But just at that moment, the four burly men closed their ranks in an attempt to stop him from walking away. Ben's heart skipped a beat as he turned to look at the gentleman, who gave the same rather gentlemanly smile, that he gave earlier as he had shook Ben's hand, and told Ben that he “strongly suggested” that Ben not turn down his offer. Sensing that he didn't seem to have a choice, Ben walked back to the gentleman's car and got in.

As Adele's home was just ahead, the drive took less than a minute, but the silence in the car made it seem like an hour.

When they got in, the gentleman sat down and asked Ben to have a seat on the sofa adjacent to his single seater. Adele was standing next to the gentleman very quietly looking down. I guess Ben was worried at that time that he had gotten Adele in trouble with her “father” and so took the initiative to try and explain himself. But he had only gotten has far as, “Please allow me to explain, you daughter and I...” when the gentleman cut him off with loud laughter as he said “My daughter?”.

Ben was puzzled with the response that the gentleman had.

Then as sudden as the gentleman had laughed, a stern look appeared on his face. He looked up at towards Adele as he repeated the words “My daughter” and reached out with one hand cupped her breast momentarily then pinched her nipples and rather forcefully pulled towards his front causing Adele to follow his hand and kneel in front of him.

The gentleman looked towards Ben, who appeared stunned at what had just happened, and said, “Just so you know young man..............she's my bitch that's who she is!”

Ben, confused at what he was hearing, attempted to get up and leave, but he was forcibly held back into his seat by one of the four burly men standing behind him.

Looking at Ben's worried face, the gentleman gave a smile and told him not to worry as it wasn't his fault but he wanted to “show him something first” before he allowed Ben to leave. Then he repeated again that it wasn't his fault........but “this slut”, as he looked at Adele who was still kneeling infront of him, needed to be punished and gave Adele a rather firm slap across her face. Adele jerked from the slap and covered the slapped portion of her cheek with her palm. But it didn't stay there for long as the gentleman quickly told her, “Put you hand down Bitch!”. Adele immediately complied. Then he looked once again at Ben and said, “I'd like to give you a short preview of her punishment before I let you leave.” Ben swallowed hard and mouth any words.

The gentleman looked down towards Adele and instructed her to remove her top and bra. Adele did immediately as she was told. Ben looked on, surprised that Adele did not even resist or protest. Then the gentleman told her to get up and remove her skirt and panties. Once again Adele complied immediately. Then the gentleman pulled Adele over his knee and spanked her bare bottom. The spanks looked pretty hard and pretty soon Adele was gasping and squirming. Ben could hear her sniffling by the time the spanking had stopped.

The gentleman then made Adele kneel back down infront of him. But this time he made her put her hands on her head and straighten her back.

“Did you let him touch your breasts?”, the gentleman asked Adele as he slapped her breasts with his hands.

Adele kept quiet.

“Answer me bitch!”, the gentleman said in the louder tone this time and slapped her breasts once again albeit harder.

Adele squirmed as she nodded her head.

The gentleman did not show any emotion, but motioned to one of the burly men behind Ben who brought a crop for the gentleman. Upon seeing the crop, Adele began to cry as she pleaded with the gentleman, “Please don't.......I am sorry.” But the gentleman slapped her breast again sharply with his palms and told her to shut up and “stick them out”. With her sniffling getting louder, Adele arched her back backwards, with her hands still on her head. The gentleman took the crop and spanked her breasts alternating between each breasts as each stroke drew cries from Adele.

After he was done pointed to her vagina with the crop and asked, “Did you let him go there?”

Adele shook her head but the gentleman landed a stinging crop to her vagina, causing her to cry out, as he said, “But didn't I see his hand there earlier?”

“Answer me truthfully, did he go there?”, the gentleman asked again.

Adele nodded this time but pleaded with him amid her tears. He ignored her pleas and told her to spread her knees to further expose her vagina.

Stroke after stroke, though not as many as on her breasts, the gentleman landed the crop on her vagina, drawing gasps and cries of pain with each.

Then he made Adele turn around on her knees and face Ben. He instructed her to keep her face and eyes on Ben as he removed his belt and whipped her bottom. It was only a couple of strokes. Then he stopped and looked at Ben. He told Ben that he could go but he didn't want to catch him with her ever again. Before he could even respond, one of the men behind pulled Ben up by his arm and lead him towards the door. As he was being lead to the door, he heard the gentleman tell Adele, “Get over the sofa, I'm not even halfway done with you yet.” As he walked out the gates, Ben could still hear the sound of the belt and Adele's cries.

Ben never found out who that gentleman was but fearing for his own safety, he quit his job at the cafe and found another part-time job in another place away from the cafe. For those who are wondering, he graduated a year later and came back to Singapore safe and sound.

Towkay Ong and his three slaves

2010-03-02T02:15:00.000+08:00

One never ceases to amaze me what wealth can get. Sometimes, I am lead to think that a majority of us are kinksters but the realities of life and money had merely shifted our focus on survival thus we are unable to fully indulge in our darker fantasies as we so wish to do.

Take this for example................

In one of the neighbouring countries (neighbouring Singapore for those who are wondering), there is a sprawling bungalow. It is in a rather up-class neighbourhood where the bungalows are pretty spaced out and with lots of privacy. Like many of the bungalows in the area, the bungalow in mention has high walls and strategically placed greenery to ensure no prying eyes would be able to even take a peek of the happenings inside. Now in this bungalow live a group of workers, by workers I mean they are hired help. I think at least five maids or housekeepers whose tasks include cleaning the massive bungalow and cooking. There is also the the gardener to ensure the landscaping kept to its best. There are also a handful of security guards to go on rotational shift to ensure no passerbys stray (intentionally or not) into the compound. In addition, there are two drivers whose tasks (apart from driving) are also to maintain the fleet of at aleast five cars are in working condition. And the one who runs the whole “show” on a day to day basis is the butler who apparently seems to function like the deputy of the owner of the place. As for the owner, let's call him Towkay Ong, he is not always there. He is a businessman who shuttles around many countries. Furthermore he is a citizen of another country and so his family home is elsewhere. Nevertheless he spends a large time in the country where the bungalow is, due to his business dealings and so a good 10 days at least each month is spent at the bungalow. But that is not only the reason for the sprawling residence with a full team of staff. It is also a place where Towkay Ong's darker fetishes are satisfied.

Now before some of you leave thinking this story is getting nowhere.................

There are three other occupants in the home whom I have not introduced. They are three lovely young ladies all aged 19. From the outward appearance, one would think that they are sisters. They have similar figures.....slim but with curves at the right areas. Their facial features are also similar, big eyes, high cheek bones and small lips. Skin wise they are all also fair..........really very fair........almost white as snow. Their hair is kept long and is jet black.......which is their natural colour. But they are not sisters, in fact...........they are not of the same nationality. One of them is a Singaporean (which is really why its part of this blog), another a Malaysian and the other an Indonesian. They have all been occupants of the bungalow since they were 17 and are the “mistresses” of the house. And mistresses they are to Towkay Ong. They were all personally “picked” by Towkay Ong for his own pleasure. And how did he do it? I mean having mistresses is rather common but to have three and to have them live together in a compound or country of one's own choice? Well for starters, he is a rather rich bugger. But despite being rich........not many ladies are willing to have to uproot just to be mistresses right? Well, that he did it the old fashion way. He scouted around. Yes I am serious. He did. The Singaporean and the Malaysian girls were picked from the KTVs he frequented when in Singapore or Malaysia. He found them appealing and to his liking. In addition, they wanted out...........out of their pathetic existence. They had very little to hold them back.......broken families or not much of a family to care about. As for the Indonesian girl...........I don't recall it being a KTV but she was an orphan that he somehow came to know of. And of course, apart from all that, they were willing.......willing to be his. Not just a mistress........but willing to be owned. But more on that to come.

Meanwhile........

So as mistresses of the estate, they lead an extremely luxurious life. They dressed in the classiest trendiest clothes and lived the life most girls dreamed of. Lounging around the pools in their tiny bikinis. Shopping in up town boutiques, being chauffeured around. And they were always together. Never once would one or two be seen......but the trio of them no matter where they went. And as they were pretty attractive, it wasn't surprising that many guys who saw them on the street would attempt to hit on them or at least whistle as they walked pass. But the three of them would generally ignore the advances of the strangers and ever if the stranger got too close for comfort, he would be shoved rudely away by one of the few bodyguards that always travelled with them at a distance.

Now all these were the norm and daily routine for the three young pretty ladies.......but only when Towkay Ong was not around.

Things are very different when he is around.

For starters.......his impending arrival to the country is generally known in advance and is relayed to the trio by the butler. At certain occasional times it is sudden, the driver of the girls are informed immediately and it is ensured that they are rushed back to the estate before he arrives at the doorstep. By the time the car ferrying Towkay Ong drives through the big gates, the trio are all in position. Three long tables are usually set up in a row, evenly spaced apart, a couple of steps after the main door. And the three of them would be on their hands and knees on the tables, each on a table, heads up eyes looking straight. They are naked and in position on the tables, totally exposed like statues. And as soon as the main door swings open and Towkay Ong steps in, in unison they greet him. The staff are usually all lined up there as well, clothed and standing of course, and the butler of course. All greeting him like subjects would greet an emperor. Of course its generally all smiles from him and with a nod and a hi, the butler would wave off the staff towards their normal duties. Then it would be time for inspection of the trio. Still motionless and in their position on the tables. The butler would normally have Towkay Ong's favourite crop ready which he would pass to him as soon as he has waved off the rest of the staff. Towkay Ong takes his time as he walks around the three tables, indulging in small chit-chat with the butler and the trio. All the time, inspecting with his hands like the way a collector admires his collections. He runs his hands over the contours of their skin, caresses their breasts and runs his finger down their exposed vaginas........all in no similar fashion. And with the crop.........he gives the occasional swat to their bottom for no particular reason sometimes........just to let them know that he can. And once he is satisfied with his inspection, he puts on the collars for them......one by one and with a “Come”, they get off the the table and follow him.

Ah so you see........they are not just mere mistresses of his.........they are his slaves. Kept slaves for his sole pleasure.

And the moment he is in the estate, they follow him where ever he goes. Their time belongs to him. Their dressing as well is his to decide. The only thing that stay permanently on is the collar, a sign of their obedience to him. Apart from that, no clothes are worn by them as long as they are in the estate and he is around. When they are out with him, they are elegantly dressed of course, but lingerie are a strict nono.

Although Towkay Ong's arrival to the estate it largely marked by a ritual.......the rest of his time spent there follows no proper schedule or ritual. The rules are simple – Towkay Ong's way. But most often than not, it would involve a hell lot of spanking. For he loves the look of a fair-skinned lady with a red bottom. In fact, by his own admission, he tries as much as he can to make sure that their bottom is constantly red throughout his stay at the estate. And with an assortment of implements that any spanker can only dream about. Its a constant 24/7 session with him once he is around.

And for his amusement they are. Sometimes he makes them taking turns spanking each other and then he straps the one he feels has given the “lousiest spanking”. At other times he, just for fun, makes them go about the estate on their hands and knees as walks behind them swatting their bottoms with his crop. He pinches their nipples as and when he fancies and puts them through positions and spanks or whips them if they move out of position. The sessions are endless and all these are only the parts for his amusement at home.

When they annoy him, or when he thinks they are getting out of hand or stepping out of line. The punishments are more severe. He spanks them at a harder intensity that draws tears and leaves them bawling. He ties them up and whips them. And makes them wear nipple clamps for extended periods when they go out. They are his..........totally his.......owned by him. All this continues until its time for him to jet off again.

And despite his dark decadent sessions with them, they remain loyal to him. Its not like he keeps them against their will and tortures them to death. But still....... Is it due to money and the life of luxury that they live in thanks to him? Or is it because deep down, they are pain sluts and willing slaves? I wouldn't be surprised if its a bit of both.

Photo of a Good Spanking Position

2010-03-01T14:57:00.000+08:00

Dear all,
Pardon my absence and lack of posts.........I think I have complained enough about my workload and sadly my boss doesn't seem to feel the same way. Nevertheless, just popping by to say that yes this blog is still active albeit at a slower pace of updates. I will post a story by tonight, that is a promise. Meanwhile, do check out the photo.......I don't know if the lack of spanking lately has me imagining things..........but I find this a rather good spanking position........

Happy Lunar New Year and Spankable Pictures 003

2010-02-16T18:50:00.000+08:00

Dear all,
Gong Hei Fatt Choi / Gong Xi Fa Cai! The work schedule has been more hectic than ever. Having to work over the Chinese New Year holidays and trying to fit in the traditional visits to relatives has been a killer! Nevertheless, spankings have never been far from mind. But alas, I haven't had the time to convert the notes on real life spanking relations that I have into the stories that you have seen so far. Thus instead, and since its still Chinese New Year, I have some oh so spankable pictures of Asian ladies that I hope you will enjoy.

Hope you liked the pics. For those who are worried that spankalot is slowly turning his blog into a picture blog, fret not. My stories are coming up!

Spankable pictures 002

2010-02-10T04:18:00.000+08:00

Work is a killer and sadly, its been hard for me to keep up with my real life stories. Nevertheless, spanking is still never far from my mind (like it ever left in the first place!). So in place of a story, here are some pretty fine spankables that I have noticed. Hope you like it :)

A Spanking Scholarship?

2010-02-01T05:47:00.002+08:00

Apologies for being away for a bit, I have been trying to keep up with my posts. Hope you enjoy this........told to me by a lady I met recently through another spanko friend.

After being rejected by NUS and NTU, Winnie had almost resigned herself to fate of not being able to get a degree. It was not that her grades were extremely bad, but probably it was just that there was too much competition for the courses that she wanted to apply for. While she did get accepted to a few overseas universities, she had only applied for fun as she knew that there was no way her aunty would be able to pay for her studies. Just so you know, her parents had passed away when she was very young and she was left in the care of her aunty who was a divorcee and had three of her own children to care for. Then she decided to try her luck on the internet, just to see if there were any available grants of sponsorships out there that could pay for her studies. The first few search results were terrible disheartening, scholarships and grants were only disbursed to local students. But then a certain search result (on the third or fourth page of yahoo, google wasn't available then I think) caught her eye. At a first glance, Winnie's first impression was that it was a scam, largely due to the amateurish layout of the website, but then she read the words and was intrigued. The website (for those who are wondering, doesn't exist anymore), claimed that it was willing to offer full sponsorship and living expenses for selected individuals. But there was a disclaimer that said there were certain conditions that applicants had to agree to. The information was pretty vague but there was an email address that at the end of it to enquire for more info. Since it seemed that this was the only promising albeit scamish result she had found on the internet, she emailed them to enquire.

The reply took a week and it seemed rather favourable. They were based at one of the universities that Winnie had been accepted to and were considering accepting her into their “sponsorship program”. But they asked for some information on her past grades as well as some details about herself. They also asked for her phone number so that they could do her phone interview to access her eligibility. The phone interview went rather well and Winnie was place on conditional acceptance. Conditional because there was still one more issue that had to be settled, it was the issue of the conditions that came with the sponsorship. Winnie was told that she would be sent a copy via email, and only if she accepted the conditions would she be fully accepted into the program.

The conditions were pretty simple, but no less serious in tone. The sponsorship program covered her entire school fees and living expenses. All meals would be provided and a small allowance was given. The conditions were similar to the usual sponsorship conditions with the exception of a few. The few were – Winnie had to stay in program's housing, she had to be willing to accept the rules and strict physical discipline, she was not to return to Singapore during the holidays and had to remain in the housing for the full duration of her studies. There were some other conditions but Winnie could not fully remember them and so was unable to relay them to me. While normally the words rules and strict physical discipline would have set off alarm bells, Winnie reckoned that it must have been the chance of studying overseas that dulled the alarm sounds in her mind. As she was below 21, her Aunty had to sign the consent form, but she could not read English and thus signed it blindly, thus no alarm bells were set off in her Aunty's mind either.

The program settled everything for her finance wise. All Winnie had to do was finalise the application. Even the air tickets were booked by them and sent to Winnie's home.

Bubbling with excitement, Winnie went set off to Country A (I am not about to reveal the country nor the university Winnie went to for she asked me not to).

When Winnie arrived at Country A's airport, she was received by a lady in her early fourties, let's call her Matron A. The lady seemed warm and nice, and so on the ride to the program's housing Winnie thought she had must have had a lucky break. The program's housing was a lovely three storey house and she was introduced to the occupants. The program was made up of three ladies (So let's call them Matron A, B and C) and there were four other young ladies around Winnie's age who were part of the program as well. Three of them were locals while the other, like Winnie, was from another country.

Winnie was shown her room but she only had time to put her things down before Matron A brought her to the university to settle her admission details. It was only when they returned that Winnie was formally introduced to the Matrons, and also when she learnt of what actually the program entailed. The program was run like a boarding school and there were rules to follow. And the consequence for breaking of the rules was physical punishment. It seemed so surreal as she heard the Matrons explain to her about the spankings and a part of her wanted to run, but somehow something made her stay. Winnie found it hard to explain but she reckons that it was probably the way that the Matrons put it across that made it seemed like as if the spankings were necessary and for her own good, and not abuse in anyway. Nevertheless, while it was usually a norm that a customary spanking was given on the first day of the program, Winnie had arrived on a Sunday, which was the day maintenance was given and so she would be given her spanking later that day. The rest of the day was spent getting to know the rest of the girls in the program. They were rather nice and Winnie noticed that they got along rather well with each other. Somewhat like sisters, she reckoned.

That night, before at about 9.30pm, Winnie was asked by Matron A to follow her and observe how maintenance was conducted. As they entered the first room, Winnie saw that it belonged to the other non-local girl. She was sitting on the edge of the bed in her night clothes (which was a tank top/t-shirt and boy-shorts or panties) and stood up immediately as Matron A walked in. Matron A explained to Winnie that this was for those under Maintenance 1, which was what Winnie was placed under too. This meant that a maintenance spanking was given once a week and before 9.30pm on Sundays, those under Maintenance A had to be in their room, already in their nightclothes and sitting on the edge of the bed to await their spanking. Winnie watched wide-eyed as Matron A sat on the bed and the girl went over her knee. There was a hand-spanking over her shorts for a few minutes and then the Matron tugged down the girl's shorts and spanked her bare-bottom for another few minutes. Winnie wondered how badly it hurt for she saw the girl's bottom redden but noticed that the girl only winced and gave the occassional “Ow!”.

When they entered the next room, Winnie noticed that this time the girl was in a different position. She was kneeling on the floor at the end of the bed in her night clothes and there was a hairbrush on the bed. Matron A explained to Winnie that this was the position for those under Maintenance B which was still once a week but the hairbrush was also used. The spankings was given in the similar fashion only that Matron A used the hairbrush to spank the girl's bare bottom at the end. Winnie also noticed that this time, the “Ows!” were a bit more frequent.

In the third room, the girl was once again kneeling in the similar position as the girl in the room before but this time she was already bare-bottomed. In addition, next to the hairbrush was a leather strap. This was Maintenance C which was twice a week (Sundays and Wednesdays). After the handspanking, which was immediately on the bare-bottom, and the hairbrush, the girl got on her hands and knees on the bed and Matron A gave her ten strokes with the strap. Winnie bit her lip in fear as she saw the girl wiggle and gasp in pain as she saw tears stream down her face.

Before they entered the fourth room, the Matron told Winnie that if she should try her best to not ever have to be in the position in the room they were going to enter. Nodded as she entered and her eyes widened as she saw the girl totally nude kneeling at the corner of the room with her hands on her head. And on the bed was the hairbrush, the strap and the cane. This was maintenance D, which was three times a week (Sundays, Wednesdays and Fridays), which also meant no going out on Friday nights. And Winnie looked in horror as the girl, laid on the bed with a pillow under her tummy to prop up her bottom, cried with each of the ten strokes of the cane (after the handspanking, hairbrush and the strap).

Next was Winnie's turn, which she had been dreading, and Matron A gave her a couple of minutes to enter her room, get changed and compose herself.

It was the first time that Winnie had ever been spanked and understandably, Winnie wiggled a little more, especially after the her shorts had been tugged off and Winnie could feel the tears well up in her eyes by the time Matron A was done. As she laid in bed that night, she wondered how on earth she would be able to bear the spankings if she was put on the rest of the Maintenance plans.

Wednesday was another eye-opener for her as she learnt that Maintenance on Wednesdays (for those whose plans required it) was done in front of everyone at about 9pm in the living room. As Winnie and the other non-local girl were not due for any maintenance, they were made to sit on the sofa. As for the other three girls, before 9pm, they were kneeling in a row against the living room wall in the state of dress (or undress) they were supposed to be in with the implements on the floor by their side. It was Matron B this time who did the spanking and one by one they came forward to receive their spankings after which they returned to their spot along the wall crying.

The spankings in the house became more frequent as the school term began two weeks later. Almost everyday, somebody could be heard getting a spanking. Be it not waking up in time for class or forgetting their chores. The spankings were meted out the moment a rule was broken, there and then.

The Matrons also paid attention to the academic attendance of the five girls. I suppose the universities that the girls attended knew a little about the program the Matrons had with the girls for every month the universities would send some sort of progress report to the Matrons and a bad reports meant a hell of a spanking and sometimes even an “upgrade” to a more severe Maintenance plan.

But despite the strict discipline that the Matrons had, they sincerely (according to Winnie) meant well and the eight of them lived like a family. During the weekends and holidays they all went out together on road trips.

Winnie bonded fast with the other four girls and soon enough they became very close friends. However, with this close friendship also came the mischief that resulted in more spankings. The first time that Winnie got her Maintenance “upgraded” to Maintenance D was during one of those times. It was summer time and all five of them had skipped classes together to go to the beach for some fun. They had gotten their respective coursemates to sign their attendance for them and thought they had it all covered. But one of the Matron's friends spotted them at the beach and gave the Matron a call. They got their bottoms spanked pretty hard that evening when they returned and each of them had their Maintenance upgraded to C but they made it worse by deciding to go ahead with their plans the next day to sneak out at night for a party. However, the Matron noticed their disappearance and when they found the three Matrons sitting in the living room when they returned home, they knew they were in for it. Each of them were soundly handspanked on their bare bottom by each of the Matrons (yes three times) and then the Matrons lined them all up against the wall, bent over bottoms out with their palms pressed on the wall, as each of the Matron, each welding a different implement, took turns spanking their bottoms till all five of them were crying and apologising profusely. Needless to say, they all could not wake up the next day and got a rather stingy spanking before they went for class. To top it off, the Matrons upgraded all five of them to Maintenance D for a whole month. It was pretty severe for Maintenance D normally was enforce for only about a week or two at the most. And according to Winnie, a week through Maintenance D would have the girls begging for mercy, let alone a whole month of a thrashing three times a week.

So for four years Winnie went through the program and she reckons that the program did her and the girls some good for they all got a first class honours in their respective course of studies. She came back to Singapore after her studies but kept in contact with the four other girls and the Matrons. However, a couple of years back, she heard from one of the girls that illness and old age and forced the three Matrons to cease their sponsorship program and thus, it doesn't exist anymore. Though possibly, if one scouts around, they may find other similar programs out there. Separately, Winnie never found out the real reason why the three ladies were willing to offer such a sponsorship without asking for anything in return after the girls graduated. Was it because of their fetish of taking young girls over their knees? Or was it because they truly believed that they were doing something good? I guess Winnie will never know.

Hearing their prospective son-in-law spanking their daughter

2010-01-18T10:00:00.000+08:00

For a guy, meeting prospective in-laws can sometimes be terribly trying and harrowing. No matter how liberal or open your girlfriend's parents may be, somehow there is always that seemingly cold front during the first few meet-ups. Especially when one of the thoughts running through their mind would be that you are the guy who is bonking their baby girl. Now imagine if they realised that you were spanking her as well?

And that was what happened when Lily's parents met Shaun, her fiance, for the first time.

Maybe let's go a little back in time.............

Shortly after receiving her dismal A level results, Lily's parent felt that maybe after ten over years, it was time to see if Lily would do better out of the Singaporean educational system. Thus, they sent her to the US for her studies. As expected, over in the US, Lily gained a newfound interest in her studies and as soon as she had completed her degree, she sought her parents permission to continue with her masters. Delighted that their daughter had become quite the academic, they of course agreed without giving it much thought. At that time, I guess Lily's parents were over the moon at how their decision to send Lily overseas to study seemed so right. But alas, it was too right. For together with her newfound love for studying, Lily also found two other loves – Love for the US and Love for an American guy (Shaun). With those two loves, Lily decided that she would stay on, after her masters, in the US to work and maybe settle down with Shaun if their relationship developed any further.

Three years on, Lily was happily employed and Shaun had proposed. It was settled! She wasn't going to return to Singapore. But then there was the breaking of news to her parents. While they didn't go into a rage, Lily's parents weren't exactly celebrating the news either. For this would mean that Lily would not be back in Singapore with them and, like all parents do, were worried if Lily had made the right decision with Shaun for they had never met him before. And so, within the next two months from Lily breaking the news to them, they flew up to the US to see how their prospective son-in-law was.

Now, unknown to Lily's parents (at that time at least), Lily and Shaun were not in a vanilla relationship but rather they were in a domestic discipline relationship. By this time, Lily and Shaun were living together and were living the domestic discipline relationship 24/7. And since Lily's parents were coming to stay with them, during the duration of their visit to the US, this made it a little tricky for Lily and Shaun. Nevertheless, Shaun and Lily agreed that probably the spankings and discipline may have to be put on hold for the week that Lily's parents were with them. Already as it was, it would be the first time that they would be meeting Shaun, and they didn't want to scare them with the thought that Shaun was spanking Lily.

The first two days of Lily's parents arrival went pretty well. Shaun and Lily's parents hit it off from the start and by the second day, it was evident that any fears or apprehension that Lily's parents initially had, were no longer existent. However, there was this issue of Lily's attitude towards her parents which Shaun wasn't very comfortable with. I guess to a certain extent, in the presence of her parents, Lily regressed to become the princess that she normally was when she was in Singapore. Being the only daughter, Lily was quite the pampered one. She was used to getting her way with her parents and would raise her voice if she didn't get her way. Now respect to the elders was something Shaun was a little particular about, he had spanked her before for some disrespectful comments she had said to his mother. But since they had agreed, that the spankings would be on hold for the duration of Lily's parents' stay with them, he only raised his observation to her at night when they retired to bed. He also warned that he didn't want to see her continuing with that sassy attitude towards her parents or else she would get it after they left.
However, it seemed that Lily was to used to being that way around her parents and despite Shaun trying to remind her subtly of their conversation about her attitude towards her parents, by giving the “look” ever so often, Lily couldn't seem to be able to help herself. Especially since her mother, like all concerned mothers, would sometime dish out words of advice, which Lily didn't take kindly to for she deemed it nagging, which she hated. By now, Shaun was beginning to feel a little sorry for Lily's parents and at times would try to diplomatically tell Lily, when her conversation with her parents got a little heated, to tone it down. I guess, it kinda further impressed Lily's parents for they never felt that the westerners shared the Asian values of “respect for one's elders”.

Things however got out of hand on the last night before Lily's parents left. As it was their last dinner with Shaun and Lily, Lily's mother decided to cook an authentic Singaporean Chinese dinner for him. And as they discussed some of the wedding plans over dinner, the conversation got a little too heated which culminated, despite Shaun's repeated attempts to get Lily to tone it down, in Lily hurling some rather hurtful words at her parents.

There was a rather tense moment of silence after the words left Lily's mouth.

It was the last straw for Shaun, having had to bear the past week of seeing Lily verbally abuse her parents, he decided that something had to be done there and then. With a diplomatic smile, in a bid to diffuse the tense silence, he stood up and suggested that they discuss it over dessert and asked Lily to help him get it from the kitchen as he held her up as if to motion her to follow him.

As soon as they entered the kitchen and the door had closed behind them, in one smooth motion, Shaun sat down on one of the chairs and pulled Lily over his knee. And before Lily could even begin to struggle, he held her down with one hand and began spanking her bottom rather rapidly as he scolded her for the terrible attitude that she had been showing towards her parents over the past week. It was a quick and hard spanking, without any warm up, which drew a response from Lily from the very first spank. Amidst her cries of pain, she pleaded with Shaun not to spank her there and then for her parents were outside and could her them. But her pleas fell on deaf ears as Shaun commented that she should have thought about that before she had shown her attitude towards them. The over-the-knee handspanking lasted only about a minute before Shaun tugged down her shorts & panties, and reached behind for a wooden spoon with which he spanked her bare bottom in quick hard and rapid spanks for about twenty times. Despite the short spanking, the intensity and strength brought tears streaming down Lily's face. As he stood her up, he told her that this was only a reminder and she would get a proper punishment once her parents had left. This drew more tears from Lily but Shaun instructed her to wipe her face and told her that once they went out, he expected her to apologise to her parents for her terrible attitude.

As they went out, Shaun and Lily knew, from the look on her parents' face, that they must have heard everything that had gone on in the kitchen. It was extremely embarrassing for Lily but Shaun acted as if nothing had happened and with a casual smile put the dessert down on the table and began to dish out the dessert to them. As he did that, he matter-of-factly announced looked at Lily and said, “I thought you had something to say to your parents?” Lily knew that Shaun meant an apology, and although all she really wanted to do was to run off to the room to hide her embarrassment and her tear-stained face, she knew that Shaun meant business and so looking down, she mouthed her word of apology to her parents for her attitude. Now unknown to Shaun, at that time, it was the first time that she had ever apologised to her parents. And I suppose, while they may have found it a little uncomfortable that their prospective son-in-law was spanking their daughter, they were also probably amazed that he could make her apologise to them. The awkward atmosphere soon got back to normal as Shaun initiated a conversation in a bid to shift they attention from that “awkward situation”. But feeling that he owed her parents an explanation, later in the night, Shaun knocked on the guest room door and tried to explain about the domestic relationship that he and Lily had and also assured them that he wasn't abusing her. Although Lily's parent did not seem angry with him, I suppose they were slightly uncomfortable and did not give any comments.

The next day however, the first hint of approval came in the form of Lily's parents telling him, as he and Lily bade them farewell at the airport, that they were assured that Lily was in good hands.

As soon as Shaun and Lily reached home from the airport, Lily got her promised proper punishment. Shaun made her strip and gave her a hard ten minute over-the-knee handspanking on her bare bottom. He then belted her bare bottom for about fiften minutes as she laid over the arm of the couch before ending the punishment with a twenty minute paddling as she laid on the bed. He then made her kneel on the cushion in the corner with her hands on her head for half an hour after that. Needless to say, Shaun gave her a maintenance spanking, which consisted of a two minute barebottom handspanking and a five minute belting, every night for the next week.

The final approval, more comical approval, from Lily's parents came two weeks after that in the form of a package sent to Shaun from Lily's parents. In that package was a letter, and a cane (the kind that you can buy in the neighbourhood shops here in Singapore).

Now so Shaun and Lily are now happily married, still in a domestic discipline relationship, and a baby boy on the way.

A reader's attempt to spank his girlfriend

2010-01-14T14:21:00.000+08:00

Once again, I am proud to bring to you a little real life spanking experiences that one of you (dear readers of my humble spanking blog) have shared. Now I must first warn that this may not have the usual or as much spanking as the usual stories. But I have chosen to publish it (with his permission of course) as this story is essentially a part of spanking real life which is ignored sometimes. Contrary to popular belief, not all spanking relationships happen out of thin air, or have a successful spanking from the on-start. Therefore, I personally find it good to share some of the hiccups that many of us spankos would face in real life. At the same time, I also hope that many of you would maybe be able to give him some advice.

So without boring you further with my rambling......read on below (I have not edited any part of it, just copied and pasted. Only exception was the name at the end.)

Hi bro

I would like to share a short story of my own. Your blog has been very informative and carried some hope for me, with regards to Singaporean girls. But of course, with my own struggles in my own relationship, I'm still pretty downhearted.

Anyway, my short story is quite related to your latest blog post.

I can fully emphatize with the Martin guy in your latest post. I have, I would say, a good looking girl friend. She has a nice body, nice figure, and a pretty face. However, she is rather flat on the chest and her butt. As a closet spanko, I looked past that, and have many times did very similiar things which Martin did. Which is, to playfully spank her, tease her about spanking, and also tried only ONCE, to wrestle her over my knee to give her 3 spanks. On this occasion, she just stood up with a quite nonchalent look, with a hint of displeasure.

I may have missed my golden opportunity to really punish her with a spanking when there was 1 time, I told her I wanted to end our relationship as it was really stressful with our frequent quarrels and also my uni studies. She was so devastated that she cried, begged and pleaded with me not to break up, saying that she will change her ways. She even told me to hit her, and even tried to kneel down in front of me to say she was sorry. Well, I was so incredibly upset that day that of course, spanking did not cross my mind. I was really kind of set on breaking up, but with her actions which I just described, my heart just melted again, and took her back.

In retrospect, that was really a good place for me to possibly introduce spanking to her. If I was not dead set on breaking up, or too upset that day, I believe my mind would have automatically turned towards that direction.

That opportunity was quite some time ago. Although just very recently, my girlfriend has been giving me really weird and contradicting answers. Well, it goes like this.
I had been reading and googling about introducing vanilla people to spanking. Reading, reading, reading..... I believe the constant bombardment of ideas into my head caused me to have a sudden surge in courage one fine day.
Well, we were having sex. Although this sex activity was after quite a long hiatus, we still felt comfortable with each other. So we were in the spooning position, I was admiring her butt while humping her from behind when I just blurted out, "Dear, I read in sex manuals that if I tap your backside while having sex, you will feel shiok."

She replied " Really meh?"
Me: "Really. Want to try?"
She: "Haiz... Anything."
So I just proceeded to give her a few spanks, and for the 1st time, I did not receive any complaint while spanking her butt. These spanks were not too hard though. Oh by the way, she was always complaining that when I give her those playful spanks, she says its too hard, highly because of her relatively flat butt.

After sex, I asked her:" Hmm, so did you like me tapping your backside? You did not like me doing it last time whenever I hit your backside."
She :" In public ma, I don't like that. Private can abit la."
Me: "Interesting. From all your reactions last time, I thought you don't want me to tap tap your backside at all."
She :" This type of thing natural one la (referring to during sex). No need to ask one."

Needless to say, I was ecstatic for the entire following week. Only to be met with disappointment the following weekend. I was at her place again the following weekend and I asked her :" So you want to try? Let me lay with your backside, tap tap, hit it. You will feel quite shiok one."

She:" No la, I'm not the type of girl who will like this one. Some girls will la, I know. But I don't like this at all."

1 week of ecstasy just disappeared within 5 seconds.

Here's where the contradicting part comes in. I stayed over at her place after a wedding dinner. Well, with alcohol, we can't drive. We were about to have sex when I just decided to be bold and just ask again.

"Dear, turn over leh, I want to play with your backside."
She :" Huh? Aiya..."
But surprisingly, she flipped over. As it was quite late at night, I just spanked her butt relatively softly, just to have adequate sound, and enough to excite me. We then proceeded to have great sex.
Maybe it was the alcohol, but after sex, we were talking abit and I confessed a little bit about my spanko side.

"Dear, I duno why la, but I like it when I spank your butt. I know you don't really like it but I hope you can compromise abit and let me spank a little. I know you don't like it hard, then of course I will definitely adjust how hard I hit la."

She did not respond. To me, it was a real encouragement as she would normally protest very strongly against this. With her silence, I took that she was contemplating what I said and whether she could do it.

Now here comes the weirdest part. Just abit later, I asked her this question. "But dear, why you don't want me to spank you harder? You never try, you won't know what."

Her response :" Cuz too loud la. I scared cuz my father sleeping in the living room."
Me :" Ok, next time nobody I spank you harder la."

No response.

Ok, why I called that weird is because I was illustrating above that she did not like spankings at all. I was assuming that if I asked her why I could not spank her harder was because it would be too pain for her. When she said it was only because of the noise it generated, it made me really excited again, but of course confused. Does she or does she not like it?

I think it was just the next day, she was feeling quite tired and lying tummy down on my mattress. I was nearby experimenting with my new laptop when she grabbed my hand and pulled it down to her butt. I was like "Why? Want me to spank you ah."

She :" Massage."
Me :" But before massage must spank ma."
So I gave her some spanks, then some massages, and then alternating these 2 activities for only about a minute. Because by then, she fell asleep.

So anyway, this is my story. I am still seeing if I can spank my girlfriend abit more than normal, and if she is even receptive of such activities. And abit about myself. I did now know that I liked spanking until 2002, when I just tried googling the word "bdsm" for fun and found out about a while new world. But I was not surprised as I remember during my Junior college (JC) times, I alternated between fantasizing about sex and spanking the butts of girls I had crushes on. And I am now still a closet spanko. No one knows that I like this activity. My girlfriend still does not comprehend that such activities exists. So I guess I'm either doomed to be alone in my spanking fantasy, or continuing with an enigmatic girlfriend (about spanking of course).

Thank you for reading.

MR S (Name changed to protect privacy)

*So any comments or advice from you guys?* - Spankalot

Spankable pictures 001

2010-01-08T15:28:00.003+08:00

Dear readers, ever so often I come across many spankable photos which I have been tempted to post here but have refrained as I wanted to make this blog as SFW (safe for work) as possible. But I guess its time for a change.

Let's test today with a single picture:

Is this spankable?

Introduced To Spanking In Secondary School

2010-01-06T04:59:00.001+08:00

Now before I continue with this let me put a few disclaimers and warnings. Firstly be warned that the following story deals with the spanking of a minor. I do not condone nor do I recommend it. Nevertheless, my blog is about REAL LIFE SPANKING EXPERIENCES, and so with real life......it does not always follow the ideals. I do not promote the spanking of underage girls but unfortunately this is an experience of a friend who wanted to contribute and thus I give her my respect. But out of the respect of the whole holier-than-thou crowd, I will refrain as much as I can from explicitly stating the age. The next thing is, there are many guys who have asked the age old question.....”How do I spank my girlfriend” or something along that line. Please do not take this story as a positive example on how to introduce your girlfriend to spankings. So do we have an understanding?

Good. Let me move on to the story.

The first time that Cassandra thought she was about to have sex, she ended up with a well-striped and well-spanked very red bottom. Nope she did not lose her virginity on that fateful day, but it marked the day she was introduced to the world of pleasure and pain.

As Cassandra vividly remembers, it was the week after the final year examinations. She was in Secondary 3 at that time things were not going too well with her boyfriend (let's call him Tom) of almost three years. They had been together since they were in Secondary 1. But at that point in time their relationship seemed on the rocks. They had been quarrelling quite frequently and the usual fights that couples at that age go through. Close to the start of the examinations, Tom had initiated a breakup with Cassandra. This did not go down well with her, for at that time, Tom was the world to her and she was not able to accept the fact that he wanted to end their relationship. For the first two days, she called him non-stop and pestered him with msgs, pleading and begging him not to end the relationship. Her persistance would have continued but Tom had pulled the ultimate threat......he used the guilt-trap. As it was the start of the two week final examinations, Tom threatened that if she kept pestering him, he would be unable to focus on the examinations which would then result in him failure and the blame would be on her. It worked, Cassandra stopped the constant calls but only after Tom also agreed that he would reconsider his decision to end the relationship and let her know on the last day of the examinations. So although Cassandra refrained from calling him non-stop, she dropped him a msg of good luck every morning and night. In addition, she also sent a similar message to him everynight that kinda was something like “I really miss you.......please don't leave me.......I will do anything............I really hope you will tell me that you will be with me still after the exams” or something like that. I don't know the exact words for Cassandra herself has forgotten them.

Pretty soon, but not soon enough for Cassandra, the last week of the examinations was nearing its end. It was actually the second last day of the exams. Surprisingly Cassandra still sort of vividly remembers the gush of relief and happiness that she felt when she received Tom's message that night. His frostiness had actually began to melt slowly after the first week of the examinations. Where he would ignore her messages the week before, he would now reply at least a “Thanks” or “Good luck to you too” when she messaged him her good wishes for the exams. But he still did not reply to her message of getting back together. Then, on that night before that last paper, she sent the same message, pleading for him to not break up, but this time she also went for broke. Apart from the usual, she also added a “I will have sex with you”. It wasn't too long after she had sent the message that Tom replied. She held her breath as she opened his message, a cocktail of mixed feelings inside of her – ecstatic that he had replied yet fearful that it would be the words she did not want to hear. But all that was there was a one-liner that went, “You sure you will do anything?” And she replied something like “Yes anything.....anything you want.....even sex.” So I suppose one could understand why Cassandra would think that Tom had sex in mind when he replied her. This was further affirmed in Cassandra's mind when he replied, “Ok, meet you after the exams, we go back to my place.” I guess one can't blame her for thinking at that time that she was indeed going to have sex with Tom to “save her relationship” with him. In fact she was even a little disappointed at that time that Tom would not leave her just because she would have sex with him.

But she was so wrong..........(plus she now recalls that Tom had never broached the issue of sex before, and so she doesn't know what made her offer that in the first place)

After the final paper the next day, Tom and Cassandra made their way to Tom's place. Although, for the observer, things seemed normal between them. They held hands as they walked, but there was a funny feeling and there was not much of a conversation between them. It almost seemed as if they were rushing towards Tom's place.

As usual, Tom's place was empty when they reached, his parents worked late and he was the only child. It wasn't the first time that Cassandra had been there, just two of them, but this time she remembered that the placed seem a little foreign. Maybe it was in anticipation of what she thought was going to happen.

As she entered Tom's room, she heard him lock the door to his room. But there was an awkward few minutes as Cassandra sat in silence on his bed while Tom sat on his chair facing her......he too seating there silently. Their eyes met a few times, only to quickly dart away as if wanting a certain connection but yet pushing away once there was an initial buzz. Then Tom suddenly reached out from his chair for her arms and pulled her off the bed and on him. As she sat on his lap, her arms over his shoulders, she avoided his eyes as he asked, “So you will do anything?” Cassandra could feel her face turning red and she looked down to avoid his piercing eyes. “You said you would do anything right?”, he asked again this time gently lifting her chin so that her eyes met his. Only momentarily did she look into his eyes before she darted them away as she gave a rather demure nod. “So you will do anything I want you to and not refuse?”, he probed once more. Once again she gave that same shy nod.

“Ok, just stand here and don't move.” Tom said as he helped her up and placed her standing in front of him facing him. Slowly but not nervously, he unbutton her school blouse and removed it, letting it drop to the floor behind her and revealing her white bra beneath it. Her hands fidgeted by her side nervously as she stood there frozen with embarrassment not knowing what to expect or do. Tom moved on to her skirt as he unfastened the buckle, unzipped and let the skirt fall to the floor. As the skirt dropped to her legs, Cassandra's mind was telling her to move her legs and step out of the fallen skirt, but somehow she remained frozen to her spot, unable to move. Not that it mattered to Tom for as soon as the skirt had dropped, he spun her around and unbuckled her bra before spinning her back to face him and gently removing the bra with his fore finger. Instinctively, she moved her hands to cover her breasts. But Tom's hands met hers on its way up and gently guided them down to her sides. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and she kept her head tilted downwards, unable to bear looking up towards him. Soon she felt his fingers tuck into the waistband of her panties and a tug which led them down her legs until they dropped to her feet. Once again, embarrassment and instinct took over Cassandra's arms as they both moved in unison in a futile attempt to cover her lower private region as Tom once again intercepted them and gently led them back to her sides. Tom stood up and spun her around once more and led her to and on his bed. And made her go on her fours on her bed. “Don't move”, he told her as he moved around the bed as if inspecting a sculpture. He adjusted her hand positioning and pushed her bottom out a bit further. Cassandra had watch a few porn flicks with Tom before and as she held the position that Tom put her in, she replayed the “doggy scene” that she had seen on those porn videos and reckoned that was how Tom was going to take her virginity. She could feel the warmth of Tom's palm as he moved it gently around her bottom. The new array of sensations drew deep gasps and breaths of anticipation from Cassandra. And as he caressed her bottom, he told her, “Don't move no matter what happens..............you will feel pain.........but try and keep still.” She heard a certain movement behind here which she mistakenly assumed to be Tom removing his clothes. She was still wondering how pain it would be when Tom “inserted” into her, like in the porn movies that she had seen.

But alas it wouldn't be “that kind of pain” that she would feel for without any warning she heard a faint swish which was quickly followed by a crack and Cassandra gasped in shock and pain as she felt a searing line of pain across her bottom. Tom had just given her one fairly stingy stroke of the cane. The shock and the pain had kicked her bodily instincts once again as her hands pushed her up into a kneel position and her hand reached back to rub away the searing pain on her bottom. But Tom pushed her back into position and placed on hand on her back to stop her from getting back up as he said, “I told you not to move right?”

“But its painful......what did you just do?”, Cassandra winced.

Swishing the cane in front of her, he told her, “Its called a cane.”.

Cassandra's eyes widened as she looked at the thin rattan cane in Tom's grip.

“I know you thought I wanted to have sex with you, but that wasn't what I had in mind.” Tom said as he place the cane down on the bed in front of her.

For a moment there, Cassandra felt a certain joyous relief for Tom was not staying with her just for sex, but then this was suddenly overcome with worry for if he wasn't going to have sex with her this meant..........

“Then what? You want to beat me?”, Cassandra asked in a shocked and worried voice.

Tom chuckled as he said, “Its not beating, its called a punishment spanking. Plus you said you would do anything right?”

Cassandra did not get to respond for immediately after Tom had said that, he began spanking her bottom his hand and the only things that came out of Cassandra's mouth were oohs and ahhhs.

“Its a newfound interest”, Tom explained as he continued with the spanking.

The handspanking got harder and harder, and so did Cassandra's cries.

“Please.....stop...”, Cassandra said as soon as she found her voice, “its very painful.”

“Nope, you said you would do anything.” Tom said as he continued spanking her bottom with his hand.

“Stop it!”, Cassandra exclaimed this time louder as she got up on her knees and pushed Tom away before rubbing her bottom and continuing, “I didn't know that you would mean this.”

There was a few seconds of silence before Tom gave a loud sigh and slumped back on his chair and said, “See......I knew it. That's why I wanted to break up. Because I knew you would not be interested in this.”

That statement took Cassandra by surprise, “You mean that's why you wanted to break up with me?”

“Its a new found interest I have. And I just knew you would not be into it. But I am interested, get it?” Tom said.....slightly exasperated.

“I don't understand.........you mean you are interested in beating me?” Cassandra asked, trying to make sense of what she was hearing from Tom.

“Its not beating.......its.......spanking.......its.......”, Tom tried to find the words to explain.

Then he heaved another sigh and said, “Nevermind, I will show you.”

And he flipped open his laptop and turned on one of the spanking/bdsm videos that he had downloaded and showed it too Cassandra.

Cassandra watched the clip amazed as Tom sat next to her on the bed. And as she watch she noticed that although in pain, the girl in the video seemed to be enjoying it as well.

After the first minute or two, she asked, “Why do you like this?”

“I don't know........I just do.”, Tom replied.

“And you really wanted to break up because of this.”, Cassandra asked.

Tom nodded as he said,”Its an interest I really have, and I know it will only cause more problems for us cause you don't like it. And I can't get rid of this interest.”

Cassandra looked at the screen for a few more minutes before she shut the flip top and passed it back to Tom.

Tom sighed as he took the laptop and got up to place it on his table. I guess what he saw next was not what he was expecting.

As he turned back towards the bed, he saw Cassandra once again on her fours and she turned her head back towards him and said, “Don't break up with me, I'll try it since you are interested.”

She saw that cute grin appear on his face once more as he reached for the cane.

That afternoon, Cassandra experienced what a mix of pain and pleasure was as Tom used the cane to stripe her bottom leaving her screaming and close to tears. But then he would move on to rubbing her clit ever so often giving that mind blanking and body shaking pleasurable sensations that she felt for the first time. Tom would alternate between spanking or caning or belting her, and rubbing her wet clit. He put her in different positions, he even tied her up. The pain was so intense that there were tears but the pleasure was also very intensed that she was drawn.........drawn towards it.......her inner spanko was unleashed on that fateful day.

Happy New Year and A Reader's Spanking Experience to start the year!

2010-01-01T01:11:00.003+08:00

My sincerest apologies dear readers for my absence, I was bogged down with the year end festivities and work. Nevertheless, it is 1 Jan 2010 already here in Singapore and thus HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone and may 2010 be a spanking good year!

Today I will kick of the year with a real life story that has been submitted to me by one of you. She is a Singaporean lady who has kinda emigrated to a country she will not reveal for personal reasons. But nevertheless........here is her real life spanking story:

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Hi I have been a lurker on your blog for sometime and I like reading your stories.

I have been in a spanking relationship with my fiance for sometime already. Maybe a little intro. I am 22 year old Singaporean lady who is currently studying overseas and living with my finace and his mother. I am doing my foundation year, yes it seems late but this is because I worked straight after my O levels and met my finace when he was posted to Singapore to the same company I was working at then. I quit my job when he was posted back to go over to study and settle down with him after my studies. We live with his mother and him back in their home country. I hope you don't mind that I am not sharing the actual country because I am afraid that some of the people who know me back home in Singapore may read you blog. Anyway so much for the intro.

I am actually spanked by both my fiance and his mother. But most of the time I am spanked by my fiance. Most of the spankings that I receive are for discipline. They are always on the bare bottom and even if they don't start on the bare bottom, it would end on the bare bottom. Sometimes I have to be naked too. If I am really bad. His mother can be very strict when she is spanking me, but she is also quite loving and like a mother to me. Maybe I feel it more because my parents died when I was very young and I lived with my relatives who did not bother much about me. For my personal life and school, my finace will spank me. His mother only spanks me if I am rude to her or if I do not do my chores.

About a few month ago, my fiance was in charge of some project and had to travel quite often. So because of this he is away from home at least ten days and then he comes back for about three to four days. And so because this is supposed to be his working arrangement for about the next year, his mother is in charge of my discipline for now. But my fiance and his mother have some agreement. Whenever his mother spanks me, she makes me note it down in this little black notebook. And then when my fiance comes back home, I will be punished again.

Am I confusing you? Maybe I can explain a little. I will give you an example of the 14 days. Just nice because my husband just left today. The first day he was not around was Tuesday. So I give you a breakdown.

On Tuesday – My fiance had left quite late the night before and so I was tired in the morning. So I decided not to go to school. And when his mother came to check why I had not woken up yet, I lied to her that there was no classes. I thought she would not know, but my fiance had given her a copy of my class schedule. And so not only was I spanked for waking up late, but also for lying about my class. Normally I get like a one or two minute handspanking on my barebottom if I wake up late, but because I lied about not having class she gave me twenty spanks with the hairbrush as well.

Wednesday – On wednesday, I happen to be with a few friends hanging around the campus during breaktime. And we were smoking, which was not allowed at that part of the campus and the security came to chase us off. It so happened that that particular security man stayed nearby to where we stayed and he knew my fiance's mother. So he told her. Now smoking is a big no no especially when I already managed to quit. And so his mother gave me a bare bottom spanking and the hairbrush as well for that.

Thursday – On thursday I think I was in a bad mood and when his mother happened to comment that she had to spank me for two days in a row already, we got into a little argument and it was actually ok until I had to stupidly tell her to “Fuck off”. Hurling vulgarities at her is also a big no no. If my fiance was around he would have spanked me after she had spanked me. Thankfully he was not around. I got a very long and hard bare bottom spanking from his mother for that.

Friday /Saturday – On Friday I actually told my fiance's mother that I had to rush a dateline for a project to be handed in the next day so I would not be back and would be rushing it through the night at my group mates hostel room. Of course it was a lie, cause I wanted to go to a party and my fiance doesn't allow me to go partying when he is not around as I can get quite while and he is afraid he will not be around to take care of me. Anyway I got too drunk and I had also forgotten to tell my friends that I would not be going home and so they brought me home. Of course my fiance's mother was very upset, she would have spanked me then but because I was so drunk, she sent me to bed. In fact I only realised I was home the next morning when she woke me up. I got a bare bottom spanking, the hairbrush and the belt for that.

Sun – It is an agreement and a rule that I sleep by eleven if I have classes the next day. But on Sunday I was playing on facebook and forgot the time. His mother happened to come in at 1 am and gave me a quick but hard bare bottom spanking for not being in bed.

Monday – Of course the very next day I could not wake up and so on Monday I got another bare bottom spanking for waking up late.

Tuesday – Tuesday I decided to skip class as I felt that it was not an important class and there was a good movie showing. Unfortunately his mother happened to be in the same shopping mall having tea with her friends and when I reached home I got a long bare bottom spanking for not going to class that day.

My fiance came back on Thurday morning while I was at class. But when he came to pick me up from campus I knew that I was in trouble as I saw him leaning on his car reading the little black book. He was already scolding me in car as he drive home. Normally when he is away, I only get like one or two spankings......three or four max by his mother. So seven days out of ten days getting spanked was a bit too much. Usually, he would just give me one very long and hard spanking when he returned home for the spankings that his mother had given me. And then I would only get another short spanking just before he went off again as a reminder. But this time because I had gotten so many spankings from his mother and some of offences were considered severe he decided that he was going to spank me everyday. Somemore ah normally he would come back on friday and then be around for about three days, but this time he came back on thursday which means I get four days of spankings. The moment we reach home he make me stand in the corner of the living room with my hands behind my back and he went to take his implements. He gave me a very long and hardspanking on my bare bottom for so long I think it lasted for at least 15 mins and I was crying. But it was going to be dinnertime so he made me stand in the corner until dinner time. I was not allowed to wear back my skirt and panties and had to eat dinner with him and his mother sitting on the chair bare bottom. After dinner he gave me another hard handspanking and then as I was washing the dishes, he stand beside me and scold me and use a wooden spoon to spank my bottom on and off. After I finish washing the dishes, he made me go to the living room. His mother was there and he made me take of my top and bend over the single seat sofa and then he spank me twenty hard times with his belt and each time he make me say to his mother – Sorry I was rude to you. After that I had to stand in the corner for almost an hour then at ten pm he bring me up to the room and gave me another hard bare bottom spanking before making me go to bed. The next morning he gave me another spanking before he sent me to campus. When brought me back from campus I was given another hard spanking again and made me go to the corner again before dinner. After dinner he spanked by hand with his belt for smoking. And then he made me lie over the single seat sofa again and he spanked my bottom with his belt for one of the longest time. On Saturday again I get a hard bare bottom spanking in the morning and in the afternoon as well. In the afternoon he also used his mother's hairbrush on me for not going to school. At night I get the belt again and I was screaming everytime the belt spank me. On Sunday he left in the afternoon. But he spanked me in the morning and gave me the belt again the in the afternoon. I was really a painful few days. And because I was so bad everynight until he comes back I will get a bare bottom spanking from his mother. And I have to ask her for it at 9pm. If I dun and she come and ask me, she will use the hairbrush too. If his mother says that my behaviour improves when he comes back then I wun have to be spank every night or not it will continue. My fiance also says he will get a cane and a paddle this time and he will spank me with it when he comes back if I am spank as many times again.

So that is my current situation. Hope I will not have to get the cane and the paddle when he comes back.

A Spanking Companion

2009-12-22T06:27:00.002+08:00

Now before I got into the next real life spanking story, I must first add a disclaimer. As you read the story it may seem eerily similar to some of the soap serials that you have watched (less the spankings of course). Personally I found it rather similar as well, as I learnt about this true story. But if the saying that art imitates life, then perhaps what we watch on the television may really mimic some of life's realities as well.

As her family was not entirely well to do, Tanya grew up telling herself that in order to escape the poverty that she had “suffered” during her formative years, the only way was to marry rich. Thankfully she was quite the looker and thus had her many fair share of suitors. She modelled part-time during her poly studies and once in a while did a stint or two as a social escort. It wasn't the terribly sleazy type for no sex was involved and it was, for her, a way of getting to know the rich. Things seemed to be going rather smooth for her and by the time she was in her final year, she managed to hook up with a relatively rich and single businessman who was in his early thirties. By the time she had graduated, they were planning their marriage and at the age of 21, she was happily married to this rich guy and living the life. It literally was a bed of roses for her as she lived the life that maybe could only dream about. Hi-tea and social functions, shopping almost everyday, and the man she married was a decent enough guy, albeit a little boring, who gave in to her every whims and fancy.

But as a wise sage once said, all good things must come to an end. The economic downturn loomed near and as businesses began to fail and crumble, her husband's business was not spared. To make things worse, his investments also lost a whole lot of money. And in the end........he took his life, a bunch of sleeping pills and it was over, for him at least. As for Tanya, all she got was an apology letter and a whole truckload of debts which were thrown on to her by the fact that she was his wife. And thus, at the tender age of 26, she was a widow and a bankrupt. It wasn't so much the loss of her husband and wealth that devastated her, but the humiliation of having to return to the life she used to live with her poor parents that she could not stand. And so, it was a mere matter of months before she was back onto the “circuit” in a desperate bid to find another rich man. Now the business associates of Tanya's now-deceased husband were all more than happy to shower their sympathetic condolences on her, in a bid to get in her pants. The only problem was......they were all married. But it was also a known fact that Tanya was sorta the money grubber, for.........let's just say (out of respect for the dead) that Tanya's deceased husband was not the good looker and thus it didn't take rocket science to piece it together. And so.......straight in her face, the business associates offered her “terms” of luxuries if she'd only be their kept woman. The terms were rather tempting, honestly, but I guess apart from the wealth.........Tanya wanted a certain amount of status as well. The social circle that Tanya and her deceased husband use to mingle with was relatively close and she knew almost all of their wives. It was already a loss of face to her that her husband had “cowardly” (as she put it) took his life, and so she wasn't going to “degrade” herself further by being some kept woman to one of the husbands of her rich tai-tai friends. The rich women in her social circle were also beginning to be wary of her, for she was one of the youngest among them and they knew that many a time their own husbands had looked at her with such lust for minute too long. And so they began to shun her, also for the obvious reasons that she could no longer afford the past-times that they use to enjoy together.

Then came along Mr Ng, one of the wealthier businessmen that mingled in their social circles. He was well respected, solidly rich and most importantly.......a widower. The only problem was.......he was in his late fifties and fast approaching his sixties. Well Mr Ng did not exactly “come along”, in fact when Tanya's husband had passed away, unlike the rest of the associates, he merely offered his sincere condolences and never once attempted to offer the “terms” that the rest of the men had offered. It was rather Tanya who made the first attempt. It was a rather calculated move on her part, and maybe a last ditched effort. For it seemed that most of the other men, whom she knew were all already married and were only willing to take her on as a mistress. At the same time, she did not have anyway of “penetrating” into the other rich social circles for returning as a social escort was deemed by her as too humiliating and she did not have the funds to pay for her way in. And then she remembered Mr Ng. When he had sent his condolences, he had told her that if she needed any help, she could approach him. And so after much thought, she decided that, despite his age, it would not be as humiliating as being a kept woman. Problem was, it was only a thought on her part, for Mr Ng had not made a move on her and never did express any interest in her. Nevertheless, Tanya had set her sights on him and decided it was a make or break in trying to “hook up with him”.

And so, dressed in her sexiest outfit, that didn't scream slutty, she made her way to his office without an appointment. Thankfully he told his secretary to let her in and soon enough, the flirting began. Now, the information that I collected on this phase is not sufficient for me to describe it in full detail. But what I do know is that, Mr Ng resisted her advances at first. He knew that it wasn't because of who he was that Tanya was hitting on him, but rather of what he had and could provide for her that she was doing what she could. He found it a little repulsive at first, but then a thought dawned upon him. He wasn't getting any younger, his children had all grown up and moved out (and on with their own lives), he was in a sort of semi-retirement (until his children could fully take over the reins of his company), and it was starting to get a little lonely and quite boring. Then her was this pretty young thing who was throwing herself at him...................and plus, he could sense the desperation in her. The sort of desperation that could pave the way for a little power play. But still he wasn't so sure. And so he decided to open up a little to her advances and took her out to dinner a couple of times, which usually led to a hotel room (at Tanya's subtle suggestion on all occasions). All this time, Mr Ng was just playing along with her advances and debating in his mind if he could take her as a companion. Like a shrewd businessman, he used the same mindset towards his decision. Then one of the nights, as they both laid on the bed, he sat up and matter-of-factly told her that he knew the “motivation” behind her advances. It took Tanya by surprise, for she thought that she had “masked” her real intentions pretty well (but it was pretty obvious according to Mr Ng but he had played along and not exposed her), and she tried to deny it. But only the initial few words came out before Mr Ng cut her off and asked her to let him finish his piece.

It seemed more like a business deal (to me at least when he related this to me). Mr Ng offered his terms to her. He made it clear that he was not looking to remarry. He was however open to the possibility in a life-time, live-in companion (until the end of his lifetime at least). He was willing to provide a life of comfort and luxury, and also at the end of his life, if she stayed with him throughout, he would will him a substantial amount that would last till the end of her lifetime. However, there were some restrictions. There was to be no toy-boys, he would not except infidelity. She was not to fight over the company with his children. And it was his way or the highway. Strictly his rules and whatever he said goes. As his companion, there were social functions to attend and there was a certain way she had to carry herself. He had a reputation, and he did not want it embarrassed. He wasn't conservative, but rather traditional in the Asian patriarchal sense. Some would call it MCP but well, its all about perception (as Mr Ng would say). He had intended to give her a few days to think about it, but I guess........since the cards were laid on the table so clearly, she accepted almost immediately.

She moved in the very next day, but before it was all made formal, Mr Ng had an agreement to his term (seriously) done up by his lawyer for her to sign. It even had a clause, which if she found it unbearable or for whatever reason wanted out of the relationship with him, she could, just that all of the benefits promised after his death would be rendered null and void. Talk about consensual.

So back again, at the age of 27 years old, Tanya was back to the life on a bed of roses but this time, with a guy 30 years her senior albeit much richer. The first few months were similar to the “honeymoon” phase that many couples go through. And once again, Tanya was in the company of the rich tai-tais who had shun her when her husband had passed away. Mr Ng was quite the gentleman but he wasn't the pushover that her deceased-husband used to be either. He knew exactly what he wanted and he never failed to remind Tanya about the agreement on “his way or the highway” whenever Tanya tried to bully him into going her way. Of course he did play along and accommodate her on trivial things every now and then, but on bigger issues, Mr Ng made the decisions. Especially for social functions. While Tanya was like a “medal” on his arms during such functions, thus he acknowledged the fact that he dresses could be too frumpy, like what most of the middle-aged or older tai-tais wore, but he wasn't about to have her dressing like a slutty young girl out to prom either. Sometimes, little arguments (more like verbal debates) would ensue over the dress Tanya wanted to wear but in the end, it was Mr Ng who made the final decision. Punctuality was also an issue to Mr Ng. He hated to be terribly late for functions, and in fact he found it terribly embarrassing. But one time too many (in Mr Ng's opinion), Tanya would take a hell of a time in her preparation to get dressed that they either had to rush or were a little late. Not that the hosts or other guests minded but to Mr Ng, it was about principle......his principle. The way one carried oneself was also an issue sometimes to Mr Ng. I guess, gossiping loudly and shrieking with laughter is sometimes frowned upon. I guess there was also the expectation that Tanya be by his side at the functions and make small talk with the frumpy old wives of the men that he would be talking to at that time. But the age gap between them made common topics far and few. Tanya was more comfortable talking to the younger wives, who were closer to her age, but the problem was that they were wives to men who were lower in the corporate ladder and thus not the men who mingled around Mr Ng. The ladies of that social strata were also probably not confined by their husbands to stay by their side during the functions. And many a time, they would be in a corner themselves gossiping and chit-chatting away. Whenever she could, Tanya would slip away and join them in their “wonderful” conversations, which sometimes would get a tad loud. Mr Ng was pretty understanding, as he let her off to mingle but expected some consideration on her part to remember to return to his side after a while. Of course this sometimes didn't go to his liking, especially when she would get carried away and he would have to walk over with a smile to “get her back” to his side. He never lost his temper in public, reputation I suppose, but ever so often, he would whisper in her ear, his slight dissatisfaction, with a smile still so that everyone else would be nonethewiser. Of course once they were in the car, he would sometimes give her a dressing down as the driver drove on in silence. Tanya would normally try to butter him up and with apologetic words and the sheepish girlish words that she really got carried away. This worked each time, although Mr Ng would each time give that “Make sure it doesn't happen again, or else....” He never elaborated on the “or else” and Tanya did assume that the or else was just his old eccentric way of being stern.

Oh but was she wrong.

Mr Ng told me that he actually had “darker” plans (well spanking plans) from the start, which would explain his “my rules” agreement, but he decided to give a few months before he made his move. And when he made his move, it was a classic situation. One of those days when everything goes wrong. There was a social function, and Tanya was feeling lazy and did not want to go. However Mr Ng insisted and thus she had no other choice but to get ready. Of course, being reluctant, she took her own sweet time, and by the time she got ready, they were close to being late, but would have made it on time if they rushed abit. However, being in the mood that she was, Tanya chose a dress she fancied but knew that Mr Ng would frown upon. Of course Mr Ng was not about to let her go for the function in that dress, and after a slight “verbal debate”, Tanya grudgingly changed into a more “suitable” dress, but by that time they were already late. By the time they reached the function, they were an hour late and Mr Ng was quite the irritated gentlemen. While the usual smile was on his face as they entered the function, he made know his irritation to Tanya as he whispered into her ear and told her that she'd better not make it worse by disappearing longer than she should today. Tanya on her part was also slightly irritated that she had to make her appearance, and thus decided (to herself) that she wasn't going to care at all today. And so at least three times, Mr Ng had to “get her back” from the group of young wives and by the last time, some irritation could be seen on his face. Knowing that if he stayed any longer, he may end up losing his temper and his reputation, he took his leave from the function early and got on the car with Tanya, who at that time was secretly happy that they were leaving early. However, when they got in the car, Tanya noticed that instead of “nagging” or scolding her in the car like he normally would when she disappeared from his side during such functions, there was a stern silence and look on Mr Ng's face. Wondering if she had “pushed his buttons too far”, she tried to butter him up as she normally did. But instead of the usual response she would have gotten, her attempt at buttering him up elicited a rather harsh verbal lashing instead which ended with a “Wait till we get home.” And then there was silence.

Reaching home, Tanya didn't really know what to expect and just proceeded to shower. When she came out of the shower, in her bath robe, Mr Ng was sitting on the edge of the bed looking sternly at her with his arms crossed across his chest. He looked more serious and upset than usual, but Tanya avoided his eyes and walked towards the dressing table. But she had only taken a few steps when Mr Ng asked her to come over. He asked her to seat next to him and asked her if she remembered what their agreement was. She nodded, but he asked her to say it out verbally which she did. And when she got to the part about “his way or the highway”, he stopped her and asked if she knew what it meant when she agreed to that. Not knowing what answer he wanted, she mumbled that it meant that she was supposed to listen to him. She tried to play the nice-sweet-little-girl as she said that for she leaned her head on his shoulder. Mr Ng didn't budge but kept silent for a moment, then said that she didn't seem to be listening to him but rather at times seemed to be purposely testing his patience. This drew a girlish giggle of a response from Tanya. To which Mr Ng reached over her shoulders and patted her head as he commented a “So you really think this is funny.” (Or something like that)

Then with a “It's alright......this is what we'll do.”, he pulled her across his lap. She giggled as she tried to struggle, thinking he was playing around, but he held her down (he was quite fit for someone in his late fifties) and gave a rather stingy spank to her bottom (which was covered by her satin bathrobe and offered little protection) as he sternly told her to keep still. Beginning to suspect (or realise) that Mr Ng didn't seem to be playing around, she held still but gave a girlish kinda whine (I can't describe it, but its the kind of whine that you know your female partner would give when they wanna worm out of trouble, but are not yet pleading for mercy yet?). To this whine, Mr Ng gave another sharp spank to her bottom and told her to keep quiet. Mr Ng then went into this long lecture over what he actually meant about “his rules” in the agreement and that corporal punishment was something he had in mind all along. He continued that he had taken the past few months to see how much was needed and after that “terrible showing” that night, he concluded that much “work” was needed. He then asked Tanya if she had ever been spanked before. Tanya didn't reply much to Mr Ng's irritation and he gave a harder spank this time to hard bottom as he repeated his question. To which Tanya responded with a rather loud gasp-no (a gasp and a no at the same time) but also added a wisecrack question of “didn't you ask me to keep quiet in the first place”. This resulted in a further sharp spank to her bottom (which drew another gasp) from Tanya, as Mr Ng commented that it wasn't going to help her bottom if she was going to be a “smart ass” and also said that it wasn't too late to learn what a proper spanking was. And then he started spanking her, at a constant pace for around a minute of two. It must have been relatively hard for she kicked and gasped and pleaded from the first spank onwards. And as soon as he was done, Mr Ng told her to get up and remove the bathrobe. But Tanya knelt down clutching her bottom, giving a pout and insisting that she had learnt her lesson and didn't need her bottom to be spanked anymore. But Mr Ng would take no bargaining, and simply told her that it was up to her. She could leave or she could “follow his rules”.

There was silence for a short moment and then Mr Ng asked, “So? What will it be?”

Keeping that pout, Tanya got up, removed the bathroom and let it drop to the floor before slowly going back over Mr Ng's knee. The spanking that came next was faster and more furious, as Mr Ng spanked at her bottom for a full five minutes, leaving Tanya gasping and all teary and pleading for Mr Ng to stop. And the moment Mr Ng did stop, Tanya slumped off his knee and onto the floor, clutching her bottom and sobbing softly. Mr Ng helped her up and sat her on his knee as he massaged her bottom lightly.

“I guess we will stop here for now.............its getting late...........but I promise you.......things are going to change from tomorrow onwards.” Mr Ng said softly to Tanya.

“Yes darling, I'm sorry.........it not going to happen again.” said Tanya. I guess she misunderstood Mr Ng, for he actually meant that he was going to resume the spankings the very next day.

The very next morning, bright and early, Tanya had all washed up and was about to wake Mr Ng up to go for breakfast. But as she walked out of the toilet, it was as if it was deja vu for she saw him sitting in that eerily familiar position on the edge of the bed as the night before. Brushing of that thought of familiarity in her mind, she gave a smile and walked towards him to plant a kiss on a forehead and clasped his hand as if to lead him off to breakfast. But instead of feeling Mr Ng get up to follow her, she felt resistance and then a pull which result in her over his knee again. But this time, before she could even struggle or voice her protest, Mr Ng held her down and told her to keep quiet and “Let's have a little warm up before breakfast.” as he gave a “warming” spanking for a couple of minutes. And as he spanked he reminded her that he had promised her that things were going to change from now on and this was how it was going to change. Tanya of course tried to voice her protest to this to which Mr Ng pause for a bit and asked “So are you saying that you intend to leave?”. This was met with silence from Tanya and Mr Ng gave a “I didn't think so.” as he continued to rain down the spanks. He didn't lift her bathrobe this time (only a warming up he reckoned), and as soon as he was done spanking her he let her up and told her that they would continue this after breakfast.

During breakfast Tanya tried to plead and “negotiate” if he could not spank her, but Mr Ng gave a warning that if she tried to “fuss” about it anymore, it would be worse. This stopped anymore pleadings from Tanya and the conversation went on to other more frivolous things.

After breakfast, which was actually sort of like brunch, Tanya remained at her seat in silent anticipation, not knowing what Mr Ng had installed for her. She thought she had heard him wrongly when he asked her to get change for they were going shopping. But when he repeated himself, her heart jumped and rushed to get ready thinking that he must have felt bad for spanking her.

When they reached the boutique they normally shopped in, Mr Ng told Tanya that they had five functions the following month and told her to pick out five suitable dresses for the functions. He then told her that he had to meet an associate to settle something and they arranged to meet for tea at one of the hotel restaurants a few hours later.

Time flew as Tanya shopped and hi-tea at the restaurant was pretty enjoyable. It seemed as if the spanking was just a one off and a distant memory thought Tanya as she sipped her tea.
But she soon realised how wrong she had been when they reached home.

As soon as they reached home, Mr Ng told Tanya to bring the shopping up to the bedroom and he was going to inspect them.

As soon as she place the bags on the floor, Mr Ng asked why were there seven bags instead of five. Matter-of-factly Tanya responded that she had bought seven dresses. Giving a sigh and shaking his head, Mr Ng replied that it seemed that she wasn't following his instructions once again for he had only told her to get five dresses. Tanya tried to defend herself and said that she didn't know that it was some sort of test and that she wasn't supposed to buy more than she was told.

But Mr Ng was not going to hear any of her excuse. Gently leading her by the hand to the edge of the bed, he reminded her once more that he had already told her the day before that thing were going to change. And he lead her over his knee but paused and then told her to get up and remove her clothing. Tanya hesitated but Mr Ng's warning that it would be worse if she resisted saw her quickly remove her clothes.

Then it was over the knee and he gave her two minutes of handspanking for each extra bag of clothes. She was tearing by the time the four minutes were done but it wasn't over yet.

Mr Ng then told her that he had let her shop alone and pick out the dresses to see if she would listen to his instructions of picking “suitable” dresses for the functions. Then pointing to the first bag, he told her to put on the dress. Tanya gulped as she wore it for she knew that it was one of those dresses he did not like her to be wearing for their social functions. Shaking his head as he looked at her dress he asked if Tanya if she felt he would agree to such a dress. Tanya kept her eyes down and shook her head. “So why did you buy it still?” Mr Ng asked. Tanya kept quiet not knowing what to reply.

Removing his belt he told Tanya to put her hands on the bed, bend over and stick her bottom out. He then gave her ten hard lashes with the belt in quick succession. The stokes were fast and hard leaving Tanya gasping and crying out softly and teary with each lash. And then he told her to remove the dress and put it back into the bag, and then to get back into the same position. Once again, he gave her ten hard strokes with the belt. As she squatted down clutching her bottom after the last stroke, Mr Ng told her that this was going to be the same punishment for each of the next six dresses if they did not meet his expectations.

The next two dresses once more were an obvious show that Tanya had “purposely” chose the dresses that Mr Ng would not like for the functions. And thus both times, she got the twenty strokes (ten with the dress on and ten with the dress off). She was a sobbing wreck by then and so when Mr Ng told her to assume the position once she had put on the fourth dress, Tanya was already crying before Mr Ng landed the first stroke. By the second stroke, Tanya could not keep the position and was kneeling on the floor clutching her bottom pleading that she could not take anymore.

So then Mr Ng walked out off the room and brought back with him four restraints that could attach to the bed (it was a four-post bed). But Tanya was still pleading that she couldn't take anymore. So Mr Ng sat on the bed and told her firmly that the punishment was going to be given. She had only three choices. 1 – Get back into position and stay there. If she got out of position, he would start from zero. 2 – He would use the restraints, but that would mean two extra strokes per set. 3 – She could leave and the punishment would cease immediately.

Tanya sat there motionless for a few minutes, sobbing and rubbing her bottom. Mr Ng waited patiently, himself slightly amused and wondering which option she would take. Then with a deep breath, Tanya got up took the restraints and told Mr Ng that she wanted to be restrained.

So she was restrained. With the dress, Mr Ng restrained her in a stand-up spread eagle position. And without her clothes, Mr Ng restrained her spread eagle on the bed. With the extra two strokes per set, this meant 24 in all for each subsequent dress. And none of the dresses made the cut, which meant 24 strokes each for the fourth, fifth, six and seventh dress. I guess Tanya knew that that would be the case and thus chose to be restrained.

After the last punishment for the last dress, Tanya was a crying loudly and pleading and apologising. Mr Ng stood back for abit admiring her red quivering bottom. He left had left her in the restraints for he had one more thing he had to do. All that spankings had left him with a major hard-on. Removing his clothes, he climbed onto her and pounded her as she was restrained in her position. There was some slack in the restraints and he was able to lift and manipulate the angle slightly. Amidst the tears and pain of Mr Ng's groin slamming onto her reddened bottom was also the pleasuring feeling of his manhood piercing into her swollen privates. It was not the first time they had sex, but it was the most erected that she had ever felt him. And as she buckled in a powerful orgasm of pleasure and pain, he shot his load and collapsed on her whispering, “Let's see how you fare tomorrow at the boutique.”

I am going to stop here as I noticed that this is already very long. I guess I will have to split this whole story into parts. So stay tuned!!

Now that is quite a hard spanking!

2009-12-21T21:19:00.002+08:00

Now in a bid to keep this blog SFW and allow many of my readers to read my stories in office, I have refrained from posting videos in this blog. But ever since I have decided to keep only one blog active, I guess there would be time that I would post a little vid or two.

This video......caught my eye as being one of the hardest I have seen recently and the lady who receives the spanking seems to take it really well.

But somehow, the creator of the video has decided not to allow the video to be embedded...........
Thus to view it, you will have to click here. The vid is relatively SFW, with the exception that it has spanking in it, but overall......the site is pretty much NSFW!

A Spanking Opportunity?

2009-12-14T03:30:00.001+08:00

“I am sorry dear.........punish me?” Although it happened long ago, those words still ring loud in Martin's ears as if Cassia had only spoken them yesterday. Why? For it marked the first time he ever gave a proper spanking.

It was a time long ago, well considering the face that Martin and Cassia were still studying at that time. Around the time that the both of them were in their second year in the polytechnic. It was also the same year that they had begun dating.

At the start their relationship was pretty much like any ordinary teenage relationship, especially the first few months (which many would call the “Honeymoon period”). They were inseparable and spent almost everyday with each other. They did the usual things that many dating teenagers did and it was all really vanilla normal.

Now although I would describe it as long ago, it was not really that long ago (maybe ten at most) and so in that already-modern era, the kissing and sexual experimenting with other were almost a given at the start of their relationship. There was however something else. Martin had a hidden secret. He was a closet spanko. And by closet spanko, I mean that only he knew about it and not even his closest friends or Cassia knew about it. But there were evident signs, if one paid close enough attention. Like how the usual group of guys normally “check out” some pretty babe that it walking past. While most of his friends would normally comment at how pretty the girl's face was or how big her boobs were, Martin would somehow always notice the girl's bottom. Some of his friends even remember the many times that when all of them were commenting how pretty or hot some girl look, he would feel otherwise just because the girl had a “flat butt”. (Now personally I can empathise with that.) In fact, I am sure that Cassia's pert bottom must have been a contributing factor to his attraction towards her.

Close observers of Martin and Cassia's relationship would also have been able to notice that Martin's always somehow found his way to Cassia's bottom. When they got more comfortable with each other, Martin “courageously” ventured forwards and would every so often plant a couple of playful spanks on Cassia's bottom. Sometimes, he would attempt to wrestle her over his knee and give her a spanking. By this time, it didn't take rocket science for Cassia to realise that Martin had a more than vanilla interest in her bottom. She probably didn't know exactly what kind of a fetish Martin had, but at the same time, she did not seem to take to the spankings that well either. While she did laugh off the playful spanks, she would also push his hands away of move away after a spank or two. During the times that Martin tried to wrestle her over his knee, she would really struggle to break free (not the kind of i-am-struggling-but-i-really-want-a-spanking type of struggle). Occasionally when Martin persisted, Cassia would be visibly irritated and give the “Stop it la, its really pain leh.” kind of response. So it did seem to Martin at that time that Cassia really wasn't into spankings at all. Martin on his part also didn't know how to talk about his spanking fetish and therefore only tried to “force” his way which was rather unsuccessful. There were a few times that the topic of spanking did kinda creep its way into their conversations but it was normally brushed off and never taken seriously. It would usually creep in as they were playfully argue about something. Martin would jokingly mention that he would spank her if she went ahead and did something he didn't want her to do. And Cassia would normally give a response which would actually mean “Are you mad?”. Once in a while Cassia would jokingly ask why he always seemed to want to smack her bottom, and Martin would most of the time be at a loss of words and tend to just say that it was because her bottom was attractive. Well I mean that was true also but it wasn't really the reason why Martin wanted to spank Cassia and so somehow nothing seemed to “click” in a spanking sort of way. There were even a few times that Martin went a little overboard and tried to hold Cassia down as she struggled to get away and because of the struggle, his badly aimed spank would land on her tailbone which would be extremely painful (not the way a spanko would like) and this would draw tears and an angry response from her. And so I guess there came a time that Martin kind of lost hope of ever really spanking Cassia. I mean it didn't affect their relationship, but Martin just kinda realised that forcing his way through was never gonna work. Well he did still give the occasional playful spank on her bottom every now and then, but nothing more.

Then on fine day, something just happened. It was one of those usual days that they were spending at Cassia's place. They usually went there after school as Cassia's parents worked till late and so nobody would be home. They did the usual mucking around and sex. And as they were both laying in bed naked and tired from all that humping, Cassia began playful tickling Martin and giving her girlish giggles at his response. Martin of course played back and soon enough they were in a frenzied mix of wrestling and tickling as they both tried to tickle one another and wrestle the other's tickling hands away. Amidst that frenzied wrestle-tickle play, and as Cassia flayed her hands rapidly to try to avoid Martin's tickles, she accidentally slapped his face and jabbed one of his eyes. Although only an accident, the force of the hit and jab was painful as Martin recoiled backwards cupping the portion of his face and eye that had been hit/jabbed. I can't really explain the reason for what happened next, though my best guess was that it was a mixture of a spur-of-the-moment-reaction and guilt for unintentionally hurting her boyfriend, that led her to lay face down as she said those infamous words, “I am sorry dear.......punish me?”. It wasn't the response that Martin was expected from Cassia and spanking her for accidentally jabbing his eye or slapping him hadn't really crossed his mind. And so that sentence must have stunned him momentarily for he kept quiet looking at her. Then something struck him........it was an opportunity! It was a chance for him, and he'd be stupid not to grab it. However he felt it really silly to spank his girlfriend for accidentally jabbing his eye.

But then........an idea struck him........

He landed a fairly light spank on her cheek, as if to test if his ears were playing tricks.........she didn't move away! Cassia's reaction (or lack of) to that spank excited Martin terribly. He gave another two spanks (one of each butt cheek) at the same strength, once again Cassia didn't move or try to get away. And so Martin, terribly excited by this time, continued spanking.......giving them in sets of two spanks and then pausing for a second of two to wait and see if she would try to get away. After about five or so of such sets, he upped the tempo and strength. This time Cassia responded with light gasps and maybe a slight wiggle or two but still she didn't try to move away.

“Good girl, don't move ah.”, encouraged Martin as he increased the strength of his spanks abit more again. He was by know spanking her at a steady rhythm and at a fairly medium strength. He could see her bottom begin to turn a little pinkish.

But the silence was a little uncomfortable for Martin and so he began to talk a bit.

“This is for being a bad girl”, went Martin as he spanked her.

Encouraged by Cassia's response of “I am sorry dear.”, Martin took the opportunity to prolong the spanking albeit in a rather cunning way.

“This is for giving me that attitude the day before.” Martin continued.

It wasn't why Cassia had turned over and let him spank her, but it seemed that she may have subconsciously unwittingly got into some sort of subspace for she gave the same response of “I am sorry dear” amidst her louder gasps and the occasional “Ows” or “Ahs” for Martin was spanking harder. And so for about fifteen minutes, Martin spanked her bottom as he sorta named as many of her “faults” that he could think of. And Cassia took it all with the same “I am sorry” reply and didn't seem to attempt to move away. Though she did wiggle a bit due to the increased strength of the spanks. Now Martin was really getting into a good rhythm and really didn't wanted to stop. But at the same time, something at the back of his head told him that if he didn't scare her with too hard a spanking this time, he may just get another chance to spank her again. And so at the first sniffle he heard from Cassia, he stopped and instead of the spanks he began to rub her bottom. The sniffles continued but were also accompanied with soft coos as he rubbed her bottom which by now had a slightly red tinge.

Then, with his dick fully erected by now, he laid over her and entered her from behind. He got into another rhythm, only this time it was with the thumping of his body over her as he screwed her, pushing harder with each of Cassia's gasp which seemed to be getting louder. The frenzied thumping culminated with the simultaneous gasps of the both of them as Cassia writhed uncontrollably from her orgasm and Martin collapsed on her as he shot out his load. As he laid on her he whispered into her ear, “You know dear.......spanking you really turns me on.” There was silence for a bit.......then Cassia responded, “It turns me on too”.

It was as if a new door was opened henceforth and the spanking experimentations just took off from there in their relationship. But alas the relationship did not last (for those who were wondering.....yes spanking relationships are like any other relationships......breakups do happen), but that is not the point of this. My point in sharing this real life spanking story is that, dear readers, I have received many emails and talked to many guys who have asked that infamous question, “How do I get my girlfriend/wife/?? to let me spank her. Well my answer to you is simple. There is no perfect solution or answer to that question. There will be some girls who will never like a spanking. At the same time, never try to force your way and spank away........it will only scare them off. But rather, drop a little hints ever so often, and if you can, try to talk to them about your interest. And most importantly, if they too have a hidden spanko inside of them, that fateful opportunity will come, just be alert enough to spot it. And once you have, grab that spanking opportunity! Good luck spanking!!

Miss Victoria's Spanking Fantasies

2009-12-13T14:23:00.001+08:00

Now before I post my next real life spanking story (which should be by tonight or tomorrow latest), I would like to take a moment here to help publicise the spanking writings of a fellow spanko.

Meet Victoria Fox who blogs at Spanking Stories and Pictures. And I must say she is a mighty fine spanking fantasy writer. Her stories, with their vivid descriptions and lovely spankings would be a treat for any spanko reader. She also runs her own spanking stories store which is base at Lulu and called Whipping Post.

Now as it is a festive period she is offering a pretty good discount for three of her works - A Hairbrush in Your Stocking, The College and the Art of Spanking, and Lessons. Each of them sell for $12.95 on her estore but for now she is selling all three of the for a package at $20. That would work out to about a $10 discount. However, if you do want to secure that package, you will have to contact her directly at missvictoriafox@gmail.com with "spanking Holiday Special" in the subject line.

I have read some samples of her writings and they ae pretty good. So even if you already do have a good amount of spanking material for yourself to read, I am sure the package would make a good festive gift to your fellow spankos :).

To sample her work please go to here or here.

Lastly, I am sure many of you are wondering "What's up?" with my advertisement for another spanko, please do not get the wrong idea that I am promoting this as I stand to gain financially. I do not, I guess the only thing I would gain is goodwill from Victoria. But seriously, it is part of the "help others" especially since Victoria is a fellow spanko and her stories are pretty good.

Funny Video Clip on how to Spank

2009-12-08T15:45:00.003+08:00

Now this is just hilarious. Looking at the date, it really is not a new clip but hey today was the first time I watched it.

Tiger Woods likes spanking sex?

2009-12-08T11:04:00.003+08:00

Now with all the recent ruckus over Tiger Woods and his drunken stupor of a crash with his car which has culminated into a media circus over his reported high number of affairs, it turns out that one of the ladies who has come out of the shadows to supposedly reveal their affair has revealed a tad more than the usual sex.

That lady in particular appears to be Mindy Lawton.......

who has been described in the press as the "5th mistress" (Tiger must be getting lots of it!!!). So the Perkins restaurant waitress said that Tiger Woods spanked her and loved pulling her hair during sex........and at times she looked like a rag doll after they had sex. Maybe all that pent-up emotions that golfers have to control as they go about the green.

Click here to see the news where spankalot read all about this.

Something spanking for an early festive cheer!

2009-12-01T14:52:00.003+08:00

As we enter month of December, I am sure we have begun to feel the festive cheer. And as we go about our search for relevant gifts for our fellow kinksters, here is something cute that may appeal to some of you.

Its from tshit hell. Click the link below to check it out. (Not an affiliate link)
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