Reader's Submission: Spanked while in the University

Dear Readers, it's time again for another real life spanking experience submitted by one of you. Do enjoy.

Hi I chanced upon your blog and reading some of the stories brought back some memories of my childhood. My parents were very strict with me growing up, though in a way I probably would not have graduated from University if not for them.

My parents were always strict with me and throughout my Primary to my Junior College years they made sure that I focused fully on my studies. Everyday I was expected to return home straight after school and as my mother was a housewife, she would ensure that I did my homework and revised whatever was thought in school that day. Since my primary school days, I learnt that my studies were not to be taken lightly and any bit of complacency that my mother detected in my attitude towards my studies were dealt with immediately and painfully. Being spanked and caned was not uncommon. This resulted in me doing extremely well in all my examinations.

My parents were strict not only with my studies but also with made sure that I did not mix with bad company. Although I was allowed to go out with my friends occasionally during the weekends, my parents always had a curfew for me, even when I was in Junior College. And if I broke the curfew, it was dealt with severely and I would be grounded for quite a while after that. Though I must admit that once I had gone into Secondary school, I never broke much of the rule that my parents set for me and therefore I was spanked or caned only a few times. Nevertheless, they were still strict with me. Therefore when I was accepted into a UK university to study accounting, I jumped at the offer knowing that once overseas I would be free from my “parents' clutches” and would have all the freedom in the world. It was quite a good university and therefore my parents agreed to me studying overseas and very soon I found myself in the UK enjoying as much of the freedom that I could have. The problem was the my newfound freedom was quite overwhelming and I got carried away. I partied and did a whole lot of other crazy things with my new friends at the university and did not pay much attention to my studies. Reality soon sank in as I received notice that I had flunked my first year and would have to repeat the whole year. Although I was disappointed in myself, I was confident that I would be able to make the next year and went back to Singapore for my holidays intending to keep this from my parents. I reckoned that I could always tell them that I had taken up additional modules if they ever asked why I did not graduated in three years. And so when I returned home to Singapore I acted as everything was well and my parents were none the wiser........for the first week at least.

As I had applied to the university just a few months before my 18^th birthday, my father had to give consent to me studying there. And because of this a copy of my results were sent to my parents place in Singapore, addressed to his name. All hell broke loose the day the letter came. My parents were extremely upset and the moment my mother had read the letter, I found myself over her knee in that all too familiar position with her hand spanking my bottom mercilessly. My parents got even more upset when I owned up about how I had actually spent my time in the UK, and as an effort to ensure that my punishments was more severe, my mother declared all future punishments would be on the bare from then onward. Prior to that, all of the spankings and canings were solely on my panties at the least. I was not allowed to go out for the rest of my holidays back in Singapore and was made to catch up on all the studying that I had missed out on during that past year. To make matters worse, at the suggestion of my father, my mother gave me a spanking each morning before I started with my studying so that the pain on my bottom would remind me that I had to concentrate on my studies. And that was not the only spanking I received in the day. As I had spent that past year mucking around, I found it hard to get the momentum of studying and found myself dozing off while trying to study. Whenever this happened, my mother would pull me over her lap and give me about ten to twenty spanks on my bottom to “wake me up” from my slumber. I guess my father must have been quite upset as well for although my father had all along let my mother handle the punishments meted out on me, this time he got involved. Each night before I went to bed, he would use his belt and gave me 5 strokes of the belt on my bottom albeit with my panties on. Thankfully my mother did not use the cane then, maybe because she knew that if she caned me everyday my bottom would have bled. And I endured the punishment thinking that it would only last the month as I would soon be returning to the university.

However on the day that I was to leave for the UK, I was dealt with a surprise. My parents had discussed and had decided that my mother would stay with me in the UK during the period of my studies so as to ensure that I did not lose focus on my studies again. As my father had to work, he would only come over every few months. So instead of going back to the hostel, my mother and I moved into a rented apartment which was about a ten minutes walk from the university. That night as we unpacked, my heart dropped as I realised that my mother had brought along her trusty cane and one of my father's belt. I got a spanking and a caning that very night when I brought my clothes back from the hostel and my mother noticed that the bulk of my clothes were all quite the skimpy kind.

The first day of classes as I was about to leave the apartment for the university, my mother asked if I had forgotten something and I was actually puzzled. Then as she closed the door and led me back to the sofa I soon realised that she had intended to give me a spanking every single day before I went for classes in the university. She said that the sting on my bottom as I sat through the day's classes would ensure that I remembered that I had to focus on my studies. My mother also made an appointment with my dean and asked if she could get a weekly progress from my professors and lecturers with regards to my studies. Unfortunately for me the dean agreed and because I had already gotten in my professors bad books the year before, the weekly progress reports that were given to my mother were less than favourable.

And so for most of that year each morning my mother would spank me on my bare bottom before I went for my classes. She had a copy of my class schedules and thus I had no choice but to return back to the apartment almost immediately after my classes for the day ended. She made sure that the rest of the time I spent after classes were spent studying at the few times my laziness crept in, it would be another trip over her knee. The cane and the belt were reserved for the weekly progress reports and each time I had an unfavourable report from my professors, my bottom would feel my mother's wrath with the cane and the belt. It was an extremely painful time, and my mother stayed throughout the next two years and only returned to Singapore in my final year for she felt that I had regained my focus in my studies. But before she left for Singapore, she gave me a rather severe spanking and caning which now when I look back, did keep me from going haywire after she returned to Singapore. I continued to focus on my studies after that and sure enough graduated the very year.

It wasn't the most pleasant experience and though I hate to admit it, the spankings I received then may have contributed to me graduating at least.

An all-female threeway spanking arrangement

Dear Readers, I apologise for my long absence for there was a problem with my internet connection both at work and at home. Therefore have been shut out from the blogosphere for a while. Nevertheless, I am back and bringing you another real life spanking Singaporean story.

Alyssa 27 is one of the few Singaporean female tops/doms (read: someone who gives the spankings) I get along pretty well with. Like a lot of female doms around, she started in the scene as a bottom/sub and somehow grew into the role of dom. But that is a story for another time. Alyssa has a sister, Adeline, who is 19 and does know about Alyssa's spanking activities. Well she does now which is largely the point of this story so read on!

Alyssa and Adeline have always been close and even after Alyssa rented her own pad, Adeline would spend some weekends at Alyssa's place. It was a normal sisterly relationship and they both loved each other to death. Every time that Adeline spent the night over, it would be like a girly slumber party where they would share intimate secrets about themselves over romantic movies and a whole lot of junk food. Alyssa however did hold back on a certain secret about herself. It was about her alternative fetish in spankings. Well it was more than that, it was more like BDSM. Adeline would always be the baby sister in Alyssa's eyes and therefore some things one doesn't share with a baby sister.

However unknown to Alyssa, Adeline too had a secret that she had been keeping from Alyssa. She too had a fetish for spankings, an interest in BDSM and a inner desire to be dominated. But at her young age, Adeline was unsure if such feelings were alright and therefore did not share it with her elder sister. Somehow in Singapore, I guess there is still some stigma about sharing certain intimate details with one's elder sibling.

Well life can throw us some pretty weird coincidences.................

Alyssa had a sub/slave, Jane. They were actually colleagues and somehow over a night of drinks realised that they shared the same kinky interests and after a while a dom/sub relationship developed between them. They had been in such a relationship for over five years at that time. It was also around that time that Jane had asked Alyssa if she could move in with her. Jane's landlord wanted her to shift out and therefore was looking for a place. At the same time, Jane too had a sub whom Jane thought of asking to shift in. Apart from looking for a place to stay, Jane also felt that she seemed to have a little bit of difficulty handling her sub, who could be a bit bitchy at times and therefore was wondering if Alyssa could agree to a a three way live-in arrangement (its not an official term anyway), which would enable Jane to be a live-in sub too and Alyssa could at the same time observe and maybe intervene in some of Jane's sessions with her sub. Let me explain. A three way arrangement is when a dom has a sub who has a sub and sessions are usually held together or they all live under the same roof. Honestly I don't know if this is common or not, well its fairly uncommon in Singapore but I am unsure elsewhere. So anyway it was Alyssa agreed to it. Alyssa stayed alone anyway, though she wondered what to tell her sister Adeline. But Adeline would call before dropping by anyway, so Alyssa decided that she would think of what to tell her when she called.

Well it turned out that Alyssa never did have to think about what to tell Adeline cause......

Jane's sub turned out to be Adeline. They had met in a chatroom sometime back and after a while of chatting online, they met for an intro session with Jane and have been in a dom/sub relationship so far. Adeline knew that Jane was a sub to someone else but did not know who it was. Adeline knew that her attitude at times made it a challenge for Jane during their sessions together but she was comfortable and trusted Jane which was most important for her. (Trust is a very important factor in a BDSM relationship. Hmmm in fact it is important in all relationships.) However the thrill of being dominated by two women made it all the more thrilling, so when Jane brought up her concerns of being her difficulty in handling Adeline at time and the possibility of having a three way live in arrangement, Adeline jumped at it. Plus, Adeline had been meaning to move out for sometime already.

So imagine the scene when Adeline and Jane arrived at Alyssa's place. Unfortunately or fortunately, when they were in a cab on the way there, Jane decided to blindfold Adeline. (Jane said that the taxi uncle was laughing thinking they were rather silly.) When Alyssa met them at the door, she found it rather amusing but yet remarked to herself of Jane's sub looked quite similar to her younger sister. But brushing off the thought, she ushered them in. Then Jane sat Adeline down on the couch and said to Alyssa, “Mistress, this is Adeline.” as she pulled the blindfold of Adeline. It must have been a funny sight. Jane said that both Adeline and Alyssa's eyes met and they both kept very quiet for quite sometime with a shocked expression. After a few uneasy moments of silence, Jane asked what was wrong and Alyssa replied, “She's my younger sister .” Well I shan't go into the rest of the uneasiness of that introduction for the three of them were unable to explain it properly and all they could say that it was kind of weird and uncomfortable at that time. Though Adeline did say that while she was shock, inside she felt a sudden rush of excitement like because she felt she didn't have to feel bad about her sister knowing and secondly the prospect of being dominated by her elder sister did seem intriguing.

So anyway, after the uncomfortable moments were over and done with, it was down to business. Alyssa made it very clear to Adeline that although she was her sister, it did not change the three way arrangement and at all times she was to address her as mistress as well. The rules of the house were laid out by Alyssa. At all times, unless there were vanilla guests in the house, Jane was not allowed on the big single seat armchair, which was reserved for Alyssa and only Alyssa. Adeline, being the lowest in the three way arrangement was to be seated on the floor at all times. Both Jane and Adeline had to have their collars on at all times in the house and were only to be dressed in their panties and a tank-top. No bra was allowed. As Adeline was currently not working at that time, the household chores were to be done by her. All except the cleaning of the two bedrooms which were to be cleaned by Jane once a week. And of course other rules were laid in but yada yada, they are usually endless.

Once the rules were laid down, Alyssa instructed both Jane and Adeline to put their bags in the room and get in the attire that they were supposed to be. When they returned, Alyssa made both of them kneel infront of her with their hands behind their back. Alyssa then brought up the issue of Adeline's attitude problem with Jane. Alyssa warned that if it continued she would have no choice but to intervene. Then as a warm up, she put Jane over her knee and gave her a good handspanking. Following which, Adeline was given a handspanking over Alyssa's knee. It was the first time that Adeline was given a handspanking by her sister and Adeline realised that Alyssa's spankings stung much more than those given by Jane.

The next day, when Alyssa and Jane returned from work, the whole place was in a mess and none of the supposed chores were done. Adeline was no where to be found. Knowing that Adeline's failure to follow the rules set were also attributed to Jane's lack of training for Adeline, Alyssa decided to give Jane a punishment there and then. Jane was made to strip of all her clothes and was given a blistering five minute or so of handspankings on her bare bottom as Alyssa lectured Jane throughout the spankings about how she had to take proper control over her sub. There was no rest after the handspankings as Jane was made to fetch the cane and a strap from the implement box. Then had to bend over the edge of the couch as Alyssa gave Jane ten hard stroke with the strap. Halfway through the strapping, Adeline returned home and stood there motionless as she saw the scene. Alyssa paused her strapping as she turn to Adeline and told her that Jane was being punished because Adeline had not cleaned up the place. She then ordered Adeline to strip off her clothes and kneel at the side of the living room. Meanwhile, Alyssa continued with Jane's strapping which was followed by five strokes of the cane. After Jane's punishment was over, Alyssa told Jane that she'd better teach Adeline to follow the rules and she'd expect to see Adeline crying by the time dinner was done. And with that Alyssa walked into the kitchen to prepare the night's dinner..

As Alyssa prepared the dinner, Jane turned her attention towards Adeline. She gave Adeline a good scolding and then proceeding to give the same punishment to Adeline as Alyssa had given to her.. And by the time dinner was ready, Adeline was crying alright. But Alyssa also noticed that she had heard Adeline talking back and trying to bargain with Jane over the number of strokes she was to receive. “Quite an attitude” Alyssa thought to herself, but decided to observe for a few more days before deciding whether to intervene at all.

Over the next few days, Jane ensured that Adeline kept to the rules and regulations and was spanked on a few more occasions. During those spankings, Alyssa noticed that although Adeline did show improvement in her attitude towards Jane, it seemed that there was much more improvement needed.

So after a week of observing, Alyssa decided that she would need to intervene a little. So during one of the evenings, while watching the TV, Alyssa abruptly turned of the TV as she snapped her fingers and point in front of her as she sat on her armchair. Well trained and observant, Jane quickly got off the sofa and got down to her knees in front of Alyssa with her back straight and her hands crossed behind them. Adeline on the other hand was her usual ill-trained lazy self and only slowly got into the same position next to Jane after seeing her get into it. Immediately, Alyssa grabbed Adeline by the arm and over her knee. Shocked, Adeline struggle d and tried to push herself up as Alyssa pushed her back down and ordered her to stop struggling. Alyssa then lectured Adeline about how slow she was to react when given an order. Ten hard spanks were given over Adeline's panties before they were tugged down and a further ten were given on her bare bottom. The spanks were fast and hard as Adeline gasped with each spank. After that, Adeline was ordered to strip before returning to the kneeling position. Adeline quickly obeyed this time, largely out of a bit of fear for she had not seen her elder sister that stern and serious before. Alyssa lectured Adeline again and told her that she had been observing for the past few days and did not like what she saw. She told Adeline that a sub should never argue or bargain with her dom. And should always be quick to obey and order given. She then told Adeline to stand by the side of the armchair to observe how Jane reacted as a sub.

Looking at Jane, Alyssa told her to remove her clothes and get over her knee. Jane quickly got up removed her clothes, folded it neatly, placed it on the sofa and went over Alyssa's knee. Alyssa proceed to give a two minute warm up handspanking during which Jane kept perfectly still throughout the whole time. After the handspanking, Alyssa told Jane to get the hairbrush from the punishment box. Jane quickly got it and handed it over to Alyssa before getting over her knee once again as she was told. Jane was instructed to count and thank for each stroke of the hairbrush. For each of the twenty strokes given, Jane kept perfectly still as she counted each stroke and thanked Alyssa for each one. Implement after implement, position after position, Jane obeyed Alyssa's instructions to the letter and not once did she disobey or try to bargain her way out.

Halfway through a strapping as Jane was on her hands and knees on the coffeetable, Alyssa asked, “Jane do you know why you are being punished?”

Amidst her tears Jane replied, “For not training Adeline properly Mistress.”

Looking at Adeline she asked Jane, “And do you need to be punished somemore?”

To this Jane meekly replied, “Yes Mistress, until you feel that I have been punished enough.”

Looking at Jane's reddened bottom, Adeline felt thankful that her Mistress was not her elder sister. But was it too early for that thought?

For as soon as Jane's punishments had seemed to be finished, Alyssa turned to Adeline and said, “Now lets see if you have learnt anything from what you have observed so far?” Adeline's heart dropped as her worst fears had apparently come true.

So once again implement after implement, position after position, Alyssa meted out the same spankings on Adeline.

But it started off rather badly considering that Adeline had seem to learn much from what she observed. As she received extra strokes for getting out of position and losing count. Tears flowing down Adeline's face she got down on her knees and begged Alyssa to stop the punishments for she could not take it anymore.

Ah but the end of the punishment is never decided by a sub so it seems, for Alyssa still had one last punishment for Adeline. As it was rather apparent that Adeline was quite unable to keep to the positions anymore, Alyssa decided to help her out a bit and she got Jane to tie Adeline to the coffee table so that she would be unable to move. The settled the issue of getting out of position. Ten last strokes of the belt and if Adeline managed to keep count all the way to the end, it would mean the end of the punishments for the day. But ten it wasn't to be. She lost count from number three and true to her word, Alyssa started from all over again each time that Adeline lost count. All in all, Jane reckoned that she counted almost forty stroke of the belt.

Adeline was a wreck by the time it was over but somehow, it seemed she learnt her lesson that very day. For when Jane gave her a punishment the following week, she obey all instructions to the letter.

Now this all happened back in 2006. The three way arrangement is still ongoing though but now its more of BDSM session that they hold together. But subs being subs, Adeline and Jane still get their punishments from time to time because of certain infractions they made.

A Personal Experience of Watching an Ah Beng spanking an Ah Lian

Now Dear Readers, I shall share with you one of the scenes of spankings that I had seen while growing up. Nope it was not the defining moment that drew out my interest in spankings, I kind of had that interest from as early as I can remember, but it was one of the few scenes which has remained in my memory till now. It was a time quite long ago when I was in Secondary one. Like most of the people in Singapore who have gone to neighbourhood schools, I went through what you may call the Ah Beng phase. Where smoking was cool and fightings were to show off and days were spent fun-filled without a care in the world. Now at that time I hung out with a group of Ah Bengs in my school of which a large portion was older than me. It was one of those days where the whole group of us decided to skip school and go to one of the older boys place to hang out, smoke and probably gamble. I reached there with two other boys, slightly later than the rest, and when I entered the host's room I noticed that there was girl in our midst. She was the typical Ah Lian who was the girl friend of the host. And as we sat around in a circle on the floor with the host (who at that time was the defacto leader of our group) lying sideways on his bed (which was actually just a mattress) with his girlfriend behind him (cuddling him as well).

We started gambling with playing cards and as the game went on I noticed that the clothes of the Ah Lian were piece by piece being removed and thrown off to the edge of the bed. All in all we counted four pieces – her top, skirt, panties and bra – though the blanket was covering the both of them so what was underneath was pretty much left to our imagination. Or so we thought.

Anyway as the game continued (the gambling I mean), it became rather apparent that some of the younger boys such as myself seemed a bit uncomfortable with the scene of the host and his now-naked girlfriend cuddling him underneath the blanket while he gambled with us. I guess he sort of sense it as he chuckled and said in hokkein to the older boys, “See all this small kids, so embarrassed.” I mean you can't really blame us younger boys for I guess at that time, that moment was the closet we have ever gotten to a naked girl. The Ah Lian however did not seem to mind, giving a sense that it wasn't the first time that such a thing had happened, and still managed to join in the conversations which the older boys were having. (Us younger boys normally didn't say much plus we were all still in shock at that time by the fact that she was naked.)

After a while, I guess the Ah Lian got pretty bored (I mean there isn't much one can do when you are the only girl and only one naked with only a blanket to protect your modesty, in a room full of boys who are gambling), and so she began to disturb her boyfriend by taking one or two of his cards and throwing it out which of course kinda irritated him. Well he sort of found it amusing for the first and second time but after the third and fourth time he gave a rather irritated tone and told the Ah Lian that if she did it again she would regret it. Well she found it rather amusing for she was still giggling at that time and continued to do it every now and then. I could see the host's face getting blacker.

And then it happened, the Ah Lian flipped another card in his hand out to the floor once more. Raising his voice this time he threw off the blanket (but we didn't get to see anything for she was lying face down and pressed herself flat on the mattress when he threw off the blanket so as to protect whatever was left of her modesty and then as if out of nowhere the host brandished the kind of long wooden rulers we used in school and started to spank her bottom as he repeatedly alternated verbally in hokkien between “I told you not to do that already right?” and a slew of hokkien expletives, as he held her down with his other hand. The Ah Lian of course started shouting and screaming and attempted to push him away and block the spanks by struggling and waving her hands at him. After after three to five spanks, the host took his school tie (yes his school tie) and quite expertly tied the Ah Lian's hand behind her back before continuing to spank her bottom with the wooden ruler. The Ah Lian of course continued to struggle and shout out still. So after about another five or more spanks with the ruler, the older boys stood up and motioned for us to leave the room. As all of us sat in the living room smoking and us younger boys pretty quiet from what we had just saw, I assume the spankings continued for we heard the spanks of the ruler continue as well as the shouts of the Ah Lian which soon changed to crying. As we (the younger boys) smoked in silence the older boys seemed nonchalant about it, probably because they had witnessed it all before and told us that when we entered the room again later to just “act blur”. It must have been helluva spanking for it was only midway through our third cigarette that the door opened and we re-entered the room following behind the older boys. The Ah Lian was still sobbing and as I entered I assumed that she must have been still tied up. The blanket was covering her but she was lying face down and as the blanket was abit short, her legs from her calf down was left exposed and we could see that they were tied together at the ankles by probably another school tie.

As we all took our same seats on the floor the host muttered something to the Ah Lian who in return uttered an apology in hokkien, something about sorry for disturbing our game, as the Ah Beng warned that she should not embarrass him like that in front of his friends. Ah the MCP-ness of the the Ah Bengs then (or maybe now still?). Anyway the gambling continued for a few more hours before we all left, and the Ah Lian remained in that tied up position throughout rather subdued.

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

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

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

Reader's Submission: Punished for having an Affair

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Come join my Singaporean spanking group in Facebook!

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

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An erotic spanking with lovemaking

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You feel that way too?” Jaye probed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lesbian Spankings in Singapore

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tricia nodded her head.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tricia looked down and kept quiet but stopped her struggling.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Spanking Conversations: Ladies at a club

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lady 1: Then let him wait lor.

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

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

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

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

Reader's Submission: Singaporean spanked in Germany

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

Read on.......

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Spankalot Is BACK!

Hi Dear readers! Spankalot is back and out of the hospital.

Thanks to all who have comment well wishes and those who emailed them to me.

I am off work for the next week still, so in the meantime..............its time for a spanking return!

Stay tuned dear readers and keep those spankings coming!

Spankalot has been hospitalised

On 22 Nov 08 at around 1600H, our dear spankalot collapsed at work and was rushed to the A&E. The doctor reckons its chronic exhaustion but is keeping him in the hospital for a week to do some blood tests.

Despite all that, the first request he asked me to help him with was to "inform my blog readers in case they get upset on the lack of posts". Shucks, that silly fool was just too concerned about his readers.

So anyway, with his password, I am typing this to keep him in your prayers and hope he is back to his best by end of the week.

Meanwhile, in his words, "Keep Spanking!!"

Reader's Submission: Singaporean businessmen spanks his mistress of 16 years

Now how many Singaporean guys have mistresses, quite a handful right? (Or maybe its because this is the second story I received from someone who is a mistress.) But how many spank them? Quite a handful as well it appears. You may be confused at the part where she talked about getting spanked with a belt for the first time. I got confused at that part too. But read it over and you would understand. Singapore mistresses do get spanked I suppose. Thanks dear reader for your submission.

I am a 34 year old mistress of a rather wealthy businessman. I have been his mistress ever since I was 18 years old. He was actually my boss in my first and only job. I was fresh out of school then and had applied to be a secretary at his company. He seemed rather interested in me from the start and I think it is because of that he hired me then. He was quite touchy all along but he always gave me a lot of expensive gifts and somehow I beared with it. Bit by bit, we got more intimate. Less than 6 months into the job, I had already begun sleeping with him. In a way, I also became attracted to him. But I knew that I would always be the other woman as he made it clear that he would not leave his wife. It became unbearable working in the office because rumours were spreading and I got quite a lot of stares. I knew that people were talking behind my back. Therefore, I tendered my resignation and told him of my reasons. He wanted to still see me, I also want to keep seeing him. So after a while he somehow gave me the keys to this penthouse which I moved into. It was not like I formally became his mistress, but naturally it became like that.

Now you must be thinking why I am sending this story to your website, it is because he spanks me. Well he didn't spank me for the start. It happened sometime after I turned twenty. It was a period that he was busy and did not have much time for me. Though he gave me money and gifts, I was also bored and upset that he could not find the time for me. So since I was so free, I spent a lot of time clubbing with my girl friends. Through clubbing I met a lot of other friends and guys. Some of them I did have a bit of crush on them, and they too like me. But they were all still either students or serving national service. I knew that if I left him and went with them, I would not be able to have such luxury anymore. Most of my girl friends knew that I was a mistress, but they kept it a secret for me and the guys we met at the clubs never knew. One of these guys got really interested in me and just to spite him for not spending time with me, I flirted with this guy. Then one time after drinks, I was a bit tipsy and was only left with this guy. My girlfriends had all left. Somehow we started kissing and I brought him back to the penthouse. We ended up having sex there. I think he was quite surprised that I stayed in such a nice place. Problem is, the next morning, he suddenly came to the penthouse while the guy and me were still in bed. He walk into the bedroom and I got the shock of my life. He raised his voice angrily and chased the guy out of the house. I dunno what happened to him after that, I think he thought that it was my father that was shouting at him. Anyway, his driver came up with him and made sure that that guy left the penthouse. He then closed and locked the bedroom door and raised his voice angrily at me. He was angry and threatened to throw me out of the penthouse and leave me. It wasn't what I wanted but at the same time I was upset because I had only done it to spite him and did not intend to sleep with that guy. So i used the great tactic that all girls use, I cried. I said that I was sorry but because he did not spend time with me so I went out with my friends and had flirted with the guy to spite him. I think when he saw me cry he also became not so angry. So he sat down on the bed and talked nicer to me after that. He said that he would let this incident go but he never wanted it to happen again. I promised him but I also asked if he could at least come and spend time with me twice a week. This he agreed. Then as I hug him thinking that everything was alright, he said that I had been a bad girl and had to be punished for being unfaithful to him. I did not know what he meant at that time so I nodded and said that I would not go out anymore with my friends. But he shook his head and said that he meant that I had to be punished now. Then he asked me to lie face down on the bed. I was still naked at that time and so I lie down face down thinking that he meant he was going to have sex with me in the doggy position. I really thought so as I heard him taking out his belt. But then next thing I heard was this large slap and I could feel pain on my backside. I got a shock and turned to look at him but he push me back and asked me to not move. He then continued to hit my backside with the belt many many times until I was crying and screaming. Once he stopped, he had sex with me while I was still lying in that position, although I did cum, I could feel the pain on my backside everytime he pushed in to me and his body slammed into me backside. I was crying but at the same time also cumming. After he finished, he made me sit on his lap and I was still sobbing. He then asked me if I learnt my lesson. I nodded and said that I would not be unfaithful to him anymore.

The next week when he came to the penthouse, he said that he like hitting my backside. He said that it also made me less of a bad girl and a better mistress. I did not really like it, but I wanted to make him happy and so I said that if that was what he wanted I would be ok with it. He then put me over his lap and then he began to spank my backside until it was all red. Again I was crying but after that we had sex and he said that I was a much better girl.

Soon he said that since I was bored at home and had nothing to do, I should learn to take care of the penthouse and also learn how to cook. So he stopped the maid that came over to clean the place and I had to clean the place. It was an excuse so that he would be able to punish me. He would come over and pretend to inspect the house. And then he would try to find fault with somethings in the penthouse and then he would spank me. It was very painful but somehow when he started to punish me he would come and see me more often a lot of times every other day.

Then he bought me this apron and told me that I was only allowed to wear the apron and nothing else when he came over. His driver would call me in the afternoons that he was coming over and tell me to prepare dinner or just to tell me that he would be coming over. I would then prepare dinner for him and wear only the apron before he came. He was very serious about the apron. There was one time that I was busy preparing dinner and did not wear the apron when he arrived. He gave me a black face and immediately ask me to get out of my clothes and wear the apron. Once I wore the apron he made me stand with my hands on my head and he used his belt to hit my backside many times.

At the start when he came for dinner, my cooking skills were not good at all. And then he would use the excuse to hit my backside with this wooden spoon from the kitchen. Everytime he would sit at the table and try the food while I stood next to him. The wooden spoon would be on the table already. After he tasted the dishes that I cooked, he would then say what he did not like about it. Then he would make me go over his lap and he would hit my backside with the spoon until I would be crying. Only then we would sit down to eat dinner.

He would bring me on holidays sometimes and when we were overseas he seemed to be more open about punishing me. When we were walking down the streets he would as and when give my backside some hard spanks with his hand. There was this time that we were at a beach resort and he spanked me very hard until my backside was very red. Then he made me wear a bikini with a thong and go to the pool with him. It was so embarassing. He did not let me wrap a towel around my waist and so from our room until the pool as we walk, everyone could see my red backside. There were a lot of ang mohs at the resort and I could see them giggling and smiling when I walked past. But I know that he always liked me to listen to whatever he says, so I did whatever he asked me too.

Because of age, when I was about 28 or 29, I noticed that I was gaining a bit of weight. I never exercised all along, so maybe because as we grow older naturally will put on weight if never take care. He also noticed it and he said that I was becoming lazy and not taking care of myself. He said that to give me motivation, he would punish me. Maybe it was an excuse, but also I think he wanted me to look good for him. So he would ask me to go to the gym below the penthouse. He would check with the guard at the gym to see if I went. If i did not go then he would punish me by either spanking me or using the belt. Then he bought some aerobics dvds for me. Everytime he came over he would make me do the aerobics in front of him. He would make me do them naked and every now and then he would spank my backside very hard as I was doing the exercises.

Luckily my genes also quite good, so it did not take long before I was back to my original size and shape.

Nowadays it is quite routine when he comes. He is semi-retired and he spends more time with me. When he comes, first thing he will put me over his lap and spank me for at least a few minutes. Then we will do our thing like have sex, i massage him or whatever. Normally he will find some reason to spank me a few more times. Normally he will also spank me before he leaves.

Recently he has used more toys to hit my backside. He will use the cane and sometimes even a small black stick that the jockey uses in races. Sometimes just for fun he makes me crawl round the house while he uses the black stick to hit my backside with it.

I am sending this to you because recently I began to search the internet about spanking and realised that I am not the only one that gets spanked. In fact quite a lot of people also do.

Spanking the Thai sister-in-law, and the wife of course.

Something my friend Jim told me about his family recently. No need for much introduction I guess, just read on........

Jim was initially reluctant when his Thai wife of five years, Saeng, asked if her sister Sangwan could stay with them when she came to Singapore for her university studies. But knowing that his wife was the only kin his sister-in-law had in Singapore, he agreed.

Although Jim felt a little unhappy with the loss of privacy in his home, it was not too much to bear and for the initial few months, Jim went about his normal routine at home with the exception that he now stopped going around his home shirtless. It wasn't that he was embarrassingly fat or anything, but he just felt uncomfortable being shirtless with guest in his home.

To Jim, it wasn't so much the loss of privacy that irritated him, but it was the way that his sister-in-law treated his home. Back in Thailand, Sangwan was the baby of the family and was terribly pampered. Now in Singapore, she very much acted the same way in Jim's home. Jim worked till the evenings during the weekdays, while Saeng taught Thai at the community centre three times a week, thus this left Sangwan alone at home for most of the weekdays. However being the pampered girl that she was, she never helped her elder sister with the housework and in fact messed up the place. Jim had wanted to scold her a couple of times, but Saeng had pleaded with him not to and reasoned that it was alright as she could handle the housework herself. Many times, Jim had told Saeng that Sangwan was lucky that he was not her husband or he would put her across his knee and give her a good spanking. Sangwan on her part knew that Saeng was spanked at times by Jim and it didn't matter to her as it wasn't her bottom that was being reddened.

Soon after, Jim noticed that money had begun to disappear from his wallet. At first he thought that he had forgotten to withdraw money from the ATM. However when it became more frequent, he realised that it was not his own forgetfulness but rather there was a thief in the house. He suspected Sangwan from the start. In fact he had much reasons to. There were only three of them in the house and Saeng knew what would happen to her bottom if she ever took his money without asking him, therefore that left only Sangwan. This in a way was the last straw for Jim, he could tolerate her spoilt and lazy nature or the fact that his own privacy was affected. But to steal from him.......this got Jim really mad. However, as he had no proof, he decided to talk to Saeng. When he told Saeng about his suspicions that Sangwan had been taking money from his wallet, Saeng immediately defence her sister and said that although she was spoilt, she would never resort to stealing. However after a while, Saeng too started to suspect that Sangwan had been the one as she was soon frequently coming home with new clothes. Sangwan did not have a part-time job and the allowance that Saeng gave her would have not been enough to do that much shopping. Saeng talked to Sangwan about the matter but when confronted, Sangwan denied ever taking the money and said that her new clothes were presents from friends. Without any proof, there was nothing much that Jim and Saeng could do. Jim however was still unhappy and vowed to himself that he would expose her stealing. He went to Sim Lim square to check out the security cameras but found that they were to obvious and if he had them installed in his home, Sangwan would notice them instantly which would of course defeat the purpose of installing them in the first place. By installing a security camera, Jim was not looking to have it serve as a deterrent, but rather he wanted to catch Sangwan red-handed. So he did a search on the internet and found one which could be hidden from sight.

To cut a long story short, Jim ordered it and had it installed in the living room facing directly at the ornamental bowl where he kept his wallet, keys and watch whenever he came home. Two days later, Sangwan struck again, at about 2am in the morning, the hidden camera caught Sangwan sneaking to the living room and fishing two fifty dollar bills out of Jim's wallet. Jim showed Saeng the footage and they agreed to confront Sangwan on the issue that very evening.

Jim took half a day off that day in a bid to be at home to confront Sangwan with Saeng the moment she came home from school. He hooked up the footage to the TV and intended to show it to Sangwan if she denied stealing when they confronted her. Saeng on the other hand was extremely apologetic to Jim and in fact terribly upset with her sister. Unknown to Jim, she was planning some drastic measures to settle this with Sangwan.

At about 4pm, Sangwan strolled in through the front door while Jim and Saeng were already sitting in the living room waiting for her. Sangwan seemed to be in a good mood and Saeng noticed that she appeared to be wearing a new outfit, not what she had worn when she had left for school in the morning. Saeng sat her sister down and asked her if the clothes were new, which Sangwan said it was. And once again Sangwan said that the clothes were a gift. Saeng then asked her if she had taken any money from Jim's wallet. As expected, Sangwan denied ever doing so like she had before. But this time, Jim was prepared, and as if on cue, he switched on the TV which began playing the footage of Sangwan taking money from Jim's wallet. Knowing that she had been exposed, she stood there speechless and cast her eyes downward. Angrily Saeng demanded an explanation from Sangwan but she did not give any. Once again Saeng asked for an explanation but Sangwan kept her eyes cast downward and her mouth shut.

Then the most unexpected thing (at least to Jim) happened...............

Saeng reached out for Sangwan's arm and swiftly pulled her over her own knee. Jim sat there surprised but kept quiet to see what was to unfold. Jim said that Sangwan's face was one of shock but apparently she did not struggle. Jim reckoned that it was probably resignation to the fact that struggling would not get her out of it. Though not like an expert, Saeng rained rapid hard spanks on Sangwan's bottom. It probably was because it was the first time that she was in the “other position” during a spanking, therefore although it seemed like Saeng was giving the spanks with all her might, it didn't seem to make much of an impression on Sangwan. Well there was the occasional wince but apart from that, nothing much. After about thirty-odd spanks, Saeng stopped and asked again if her new clothes had been bought with the stolen money. This time Sangwan replied that it was albeit in an irritated tone. Even more incensed this time that Sangwan could still have such an attitude, Saeng made Sangwan remove her skirt and top. When Sangwan refused, Saeng forcefully attempted to remove them and Sangwan eventually complied. She then made Sangwan stand in front of the sofa and made her bend over with her hands on the sofa. Saeng then continued to spank Sangwan's bottom with a flurry of spanks. By now Sangwan's bottom was starting to redden but it did not seem to have much effect on her attitude. As if exasperated by her inability to bring about any difference with her hand, Saeng ordered Sangwan to remain in the position as she disappeared into the master bedroom. When she returned, in her hand was a cane and Jim's belt. Now Jim had been sitting there all this while just quietly and (I believe) pleasantly “enjoying” the scene. But when he saw Saeng return with the cane and the belt, he asked her if she was sure that she would be able to use those implements. To this Saeng replied that she had not used them before but it did not matter, as she had gotten them for him. Jim looked at her silently, not knowing if Saeng was joking or serious. Sangwan on the other hand, got terrified at the thought of receiving a belting and caning from Jim. She had heard her elder's sister's cries before when Jim had punished her, and she immediately stood up and began to protest. Saeng put the implements on the sofa and pushed Sangwan back into position. Looking at Jim, she said “Go on, its your money she stole.”, as Sangwan struggle under Saeng's hold and began to cry. Jim sat still for a moment thinking, and then got up and said, “Very well then.”

He wrapped one end of the belt in his hand and he rested the other end on Sangwan's back as he told her that since it was the first time, he would give her ten with each implement. Sangwan was already struggling and therefore Saeng had to hold her down. The ten strokes of the belt landed with rapid precision as Sangwan cried out with each stroke. At the end, Sangwan's attitude had a total turn around as she began apologising and promising that she would not steal from Jim again. Next up was the cane. Stroke after stroke, Jim landed them one after the other until seven strokes. Then he paused. Sangwan was a wreck by this time and continued apologising repeatedly. Jim told Saeng to tighten her grip on Sangwan as the next few strokes would be the hardest. Sangwan screamed out with each of the last three strokes. Saeng then helped Sangwan up and told her that if she did not change her spoilt attitude in the house, she would be spanked again. Sangwan's attitude by now was already rather subdued as she nodded meekly.

That wasn't the end to it as Jim gave the same spankings and punishment to Saeng later that night for not keeping an eye on Sangwan and for letting such a thing happen.

Sangwan gets spanked still on a regular basis but not by Jim. Saeng does it. Saeng of course still gets a spanking from Jim though.

Spanking Conversations: Office Ladies shopping

Shopping and women go together like honey and bees. This is especially so in Singapore. A lady can go through the same shopping centre every single day but yet it always appears that there is something new to see in the shops. Most interestingly, there is always something to buy. And so I guess the Singaporean spankers have their hands full with the shopping antics of their spankee other halfs. Well it appears so from the following conversation which I overheard not too long ago as I was browsing through one of the shopping malls, in one of the Singaporean heartlands which will be left un-named, in search of a present with a few friends.

One of my friends was looking for a dress and as I should there seemingly bored I suddenly overheard this conversation taking place to the right of me not too far away.

Lady 1: Ooooh this dress is so nice, tempted leh.

Lady 2: Like, buy lor.

Lady 1: Cannot la, hubby will spank me if I buy another dress.

Lady 2: Aiya won't one la. If like just buy la.

Lady 1: No la cannot, he warn me before liao. Cannot buy anymore dresses.

WTF?!!!!!!!

As if they were the only one in the shopping mall. My goodness, and i thought Singaporeans were always discreet.

Anyway I was standing there hoping to hear out the conversation but alas, by friend saw a top some three aisles away and almost-violently pulled me away. Damn!

Discipline Master in Singapore Secondary School spanks Head Prefect!

I was talking to a bunch of tops and bottoms when the topic of “When did you first get spanked?” came out and one of the bottoms related her story which personally I find pretty upsetting, especially since since it happened to be in a Secondary School with a Discipline Master. It happened many years ago, even before I was in Secondary School, and I truly hope that such things don't happen in Singaporean schools anymore! Ah but I digress.............

Judy was 16 at that time and quite the impressionable young girl. She also was a perfectionist and an overachiever who took pride in the fact that she was the Head Prefect of a certain Secondary School in Singapore which I shall not name nor describe. It was an honour to Judy, the Head Prefect was always chosen from the most outstanding Prefect within the graduating batch of that year. A Head Prefect (well then I guess, the Head Prefect during my time was pretty much spat at by the whole lot of us) was looked up to by everyone in the school and in some ways was the right hand person of the Discipline Master. Of course, to be in such a position, more was expected from the Head Prefect.

And that was where the problem was. The discipline master took it upon himself to make sure that all his prefects towed the line and kept to a stricter standard than all the other students. He reckoned that to be qualified to pick at the mistakes that the other students made, the prefects themselves had to make sure that they were untainted. The prefects, including Judy, of course wanting to remain in their positions as prefects, naturally towed the line.

Well humans are humans and making mistakes are of course a part of life. So the day finally came when Judy broke a couple of school rules. It wasn't anything major (well in my personal opinion), but to the discipline master felt otherwise. And so when he confronted Judy, he was extremely nasty and fierce about it. He called Judy a disappointment and even said he regretted appointing her as the Head Prefect. He then said the word which Judy so dreaded and feared..........he was considering removing her as the Head Prefect and probably even sack her as a prefect altogether. This was devastating news to Judy who begged for another chance. It wasn't so much the loss of the position in itself to Judy, but more of the public embarrassment that would have come with it. Maybe it was the tears that softened the discipline master or maybe it was his sick mind, but he told her that he would think about it and told her to meet him in the prefects' room after school.

Apprehensively hoping for the best, Judy made her way to the prefects' room after class to meet the discipline master. Judy's heart sank when the discipline master initially said that after much thought, he reckoned that he should still sack her. However after a long lecture, he added that he was willing to give her another chance as this was her first mistake but she still had to be punished. Judy's eyes lightened up and before she could hear out the punishment that the discipline master had in mine, she nodded her head frantically and exclaimed that she was willing to take any punishment as long as she was to be given another chance. The discipline master looked at her silently for a minute before he asked her again if she was sure that she would be willing to take any punishment. Once again, Judy responded positively. (When relating this, Judy said that at that time she really was quite desperate to retain her position.)

The discipline master took a chair to the middle of the room and sat down. He told Judy to lock the door and stand in front of him. He then told Judy that he was going to give her one last chance to decide if she really was willing to be punished. He told her that if she was willing, he would spank her, but if she was not, then she could leave but he would remove her as a prefect altogether. (Pretty much blackmail if you ask me.) Judy really did not want to face the public humiliation of being stripped of her prefect appointment and thus chose to be spanked.

It was a painful experience for Judy. She was put over the discipline master's knee and he spanked her mercilessly for a couple of minutes over her skirt. He then lifted her skirt up and resumed spanking her in a hard robot-like fashion. The pain was terrible according to Judy and she struggled and cried as the spanks rained down on her panty-covered bottom. After what seemed like eternity, the discipline master stopped. He then told her that from then on, if he ever caught her breaking any of the school rules, he would spank her again and each time he had to spank her, it would be harder than the previous spanking. Judy nodded and promised that she would not break any school rules again. But alas, her punishment on that day was not done. The discipline master pulled down her panties and this time spanked her bare bottom with a flurry of hard spanks. Judy remembers seeing angry red blotches on her bottom when she went home that day.

Sadly, that was just the first but not the last time that she found herself over her discipline masters knee. After that day, Judy felt as if the discipline master kept looking out to spot any mistakes that she would make. For the rest of the school year, Judy received numerous spankings from the discipline master. Several years later when she had bumped into one of her seniors from that same Secondary School, who coincidentally had been a head prefect before Judy, she learnt that her senior had also suffered the same predicament. It appeared that the Discipline Master had a penchant for spanking and had spanked all the head prefects before and after Judy.

Now I must make it clear here that this is something that I do not support nor condone. Even though the discipline master had given Judy a choice, at that age, it was unlikely that she could have made that decision for herself. Spankings should always be consensual between consenting adults. Doing something like the discipline master above, is akin to exploitation in my personal opinion.