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.

Spanking Conversations: Junior College Kids?

I am adding a new addition to the blog. It is going to be called “Spanking Conversations”. These are largely conversations that I have overhead while going about my daily life. It is amazing how Singaporeans don't realise that they are speaking too loud, or is it that there is not much that they want to hide nowadays. Ah well........not their loss and definitely my gain.

So bringing you the first “Spanking Conversation” in the series. I was sitting at one of the fast food joints having lunch with a few colleagues and at the next table to us was this table of three school girls. The conversation went......

Schoolgirl 1: So are we going for that BBQ this weekend?

Schoolgirl 2: Yes yes! We must, those guys are gonna be there right?

Schoolgirl 2: (Turning to schoolgirl 3) We are going right?

Schoolgirl 3: Erm.......I can't....Kevin (boyfriend I assume) doesn't want me to go.

Schoolgirl 1: Aiya just don't let him know la. Tell him you staying at my place la. Like the last time like that

Schoolgirl 3: Cannot la, Kev says he will spank me if I go.

Schoolgirl 1&2: Gasps loudly

Schoolgirl 2: Are you serious?

Schoolgirl 1: Say only la, like as if he would do it.

Schoolgirl 3: Trust me he will.

Schoolgirl 1: (Speaking louder) You mean Kev has spanked you before?

(Now schoolgirl 3 was sitting on the same side as me, so I couldn't turn to see if she nodded though I assume so for schoolgirl 2 went.....)

Schoolgirl 2: No way......when? When? How can? He is not you father what? When? When? Ey say leh!

Schoolgirl 3: Aiya remember that time we went clubbing and I told Kev that I was going to watch a movie with you all?

Schoolgirl 1: You mean he was there at the club? Or not how did he know?

Schoolgirl 3: His friend was there la, still can took photo of me somemore.

I left the place soon after that sentence and didn't get to hear the rest. But come on, I think those girls were like only 16! But my colleague reckoned that it was a Junior College uniform. Ah well.

Ritualistic Spankings given everyday

*In a domestic discipline relationship, many couples develop certain discipline rituals. Apart from the usual maintenance spankings, more often than not, the couples would somehow come up with more creative rituals for discipline. Below is a short real life story of how Johnson developed a unique daily reminder which well, left Julie's bottom sore every day but helped in reducing the number of infractions she had.*

Johnson and Julie are in a domestic discipline relationship. And as many in a domestic discipline relationship, there is the usual practice of a maintenance spanking. Normally, a maintenance spanking is usually given once a week to serve as a deterrent against further infractions that the bottom may commit.

Now in Johnson's opinion, a weekly maintenance was generally not enough. So he developed a plan, something he termed a daily reminder. It was ritualistic in nature. Each morning as John was in the toilet, Julie would prepare breakfast. After she had prepared breakfast, she would then prepare herself for her daily reminder, which was a spanking. And the number of spanks would coincide with the day of the month. Well it was all spanks, I mean there wouldn't be much point in a single handspank would it?

So for the first to the tenth day of the month, Julie would bend over the couch fully nude, and Johnson would give her the cane. The number of strokes would coincide with the day of the month, but since it was relatively little in terms of strokes, they were hard ones. Hard enough to at least draw loud gasps from Julie. The first day of the month would also be the hardest stroke and it progressively got less hard but painful and stingy no less, as each day progressed. Normally, by the eighth to the tenth day, the daily reminders would end with tears in Julie's eyes.

From the eleventh to the twentieth day, Julie would still bend over the couch fully nude, but this time Johnson would use a belt. It stung terribly and the number of strokes with the belt would once again coincide with the day of the month. To Julie the eleventh morning was almost the hardest for here as here bottom would still be marked by the ten strokes of the cane given the day before. And to bend over for another eleven strokes of the belt really stung and brought tears streaming down her face.

From the twenty-first day onwards, Julie would go over Johnson's knee for a handspanking. Fully nude as usually Johnson would alternate the spanks between each butt-cheek. Although it may seem as a reprieve for Julie but Johnson gave a mean handspanking, and anything more then fifteen spanks on the bare bottom would be enough to at least bring the tears out. But the last two days of the month, the handspankings usually left Julie sobbing quietly.

This were however mere daily reminders, and it did not take the place of the maintenance spankings. The maintenance spankings still took place every Monday night and consisted of two segments of handspankings, ten strokes of the belt and six strokes of the cane. Never on a clothed bottom, always on the bare.

On top of that, any infractions, were duly dealt with on the very day it was committed. However, Johnson opines that since he had start this daily reminder routine some six months ago, Julie's infractions have largely decreased.

Reader's Submission: Spanked by a loanshark

*A reader sent this in and please be warned that it involves sex. Not the normal spankings that I am used to, but nevertheless, out of due respect to my readers, I will publish it. Don't think many loansharks would do this though.*

I got spanked by a loan shark once, some years ago. I had chalked up some debts and stupidly borrowed some money from a loan shark. I was initially reluctant to borrow from the loan shark but because he was supposedly the “Godbrother” of a friend of mine, I went ahead and borrowed the money. However my spending habits didn't change and before I knew it I had trouble paying the weekly payments. The loanshark's runners came looking for me a couple of times, but somehow probably because I was a girl, they normally agreed to give me a bit more time to pay them back. However, I guess there patience grew thin or maybe they got a scolding from their boss. So soon enough one of the days, they came knocking and said that if I could not pay I had to go with them to explain to their boss myself. I could not pay and therefore had no choice. I followed them and they brought me to this sleazy hotel in Geylang. I guess the loanshark was also the owner of some cheap hotel. Anyways I managed to beg the boss to give me a bit more time. He agreed to five days, but he warned that if I could not pay in five days I would regret it. The five days came and gone but I was unable to find the cash. So I tried to avoid them. However his runners caught up with me and I was forced to go back with them to see their boss again. This time he threatened to cut my face but I begged him not to and said that I would do anything. He gave me a choice, either I slept with him or he cut my face. I really did not have a choice then, so I agreed to sleep with him. It was not a pleasant experience. Although I was not a virgin already at that time, it was still embarrassing. He also had a thing for rough sex. He made me ride on top of him. And with one hand he would pinch one of my nipples while he would use the other hand to spank my butt. The first time I screamed out loud and tried to hit and push away his hands. He got quite angry and tied my hands behind my back. Then he resumed fucking me. So he would pinch my nipple and hold on to it while he would use his other hand to spank my butt very hard. At the same time he would keep laughing and asking me to “move faster” as he I was a horse. After a while, he would switch side and pinch my other nipple while spanking the other side of my butt with his other hand. His hands were quite big and it was very painful. He could also control himself for very long so i think it lasted for almost 30mins, by the time I was already crying. When he was about to ejaculate, he pushed me onto the bed and squirted all over my face and body. He laughed as he did that. But I tried to escape his sperm shooting on me so I pushed him away and turned to face down on the bed. I think this made him angry as well cause he took his belt and he whipped me on my butt and sometime on my back as well. As I lay on the bed crying, he said that he would take it that I had paid back $500 dollars. He then said that each time I could not pay back the weekly payments, this was what he would do to me. It was humiliating experience. My nipple and butt were sore after that. In fact, when I looked at my butt in the mirror when I got home, it was all red. I didn't want to go through that again but then I just could not raise the cash to pay him back. I tried to hide from them, but they locked my door and even splashed red paint on my windows. I was afraid that my elderly parents would get hurt. They didn't know that I owed the loanshark money as I told them that it must have been a mistake. So after when the loanshark's runners finally caught me and brought me to see the boss, I asked the boss if I could just sleep with him to pay off my debt. It was free sex for him and of course he agreed. So for about 15 times I had to endure the same humiliation of being fucked, spanked and pinched at the same time. However he did not tie my hands up as I promised not to get my hands in the way. It was not easy because it was very painful. And sometimes he would make it even more humiliating by making me put my hands on my head. After that, I have never borrowed from a loanshark again.

Reader's Submission: Ah Beng's spanked in the 1980s

*Once again a reader's submission. Judging from the time frame, it appears that Ah Bengs then used to spank*

I came across your blog and it brought back some memories of a time when i was much younger. In my younger day like more than twenty years ago. I had this boyfriend who was an Ah Beng. Yes I guess I can say that I was Ah lian then. Maybe a phase, with my golden hair and rebellious days.

Anyway it was still in school then and he was my first boyfriend. I met him during one tea dance and after a few times of going out, we were steady. He was a few years older than me, and was not studying already. He rode a bike and everyday after my school had ended he would be waiting outside the school. I must say it was a nice feeling back then.

He was sweet and all, but maybe because he was quite a high ranking member of his gang so he bothered a lot about face. So he would always tell me that I had to behave like a proper gf and not embarrass him in front of his “brothers”. Like all the other Ah Lian girlfriends of his “brothers” we were all hua pings. Like children, we were meant to be seen not heard. As he was older than me, and I was quite young and naïve then, I listened to him more than my parents. But he was quite good already, I have seen his other Ah Beng brothers slap their Ah Lian girlfriends in public. But he never hit me in public before. In fact he never slapped me. The only thing he did was hit my backside, or spank me.

It was like my parents were quite relaxed with me last time, so most of the weekends I stayed at his place. Or sometime after school I would go to his place. He would only spank me in his house. So no one else would see me get spanked.

The first time he spanked me was after one night at the billiard salon. As usual all the Ah Bengs would be playing billiard and we Ah Lians would be sitting at the chairs looking at them play or chit chat. That day I was bored and so me and a few of the Ah Lians started playing with the billiard balls and cues just for fun. Then maybe we got carried away and then a few of the billiard balls started flying off the table and we even broke one of the cues. It was like the whole salon of people was staring at us. Luckily the manager at the salon was his friend so nothing happened, but he and his Ah Beng friends shouted at us to go back to our seats. One of the Ah Lians even got slapped for shouting a bad word back at her boyfriend. My boyfriend then, just gave me a black face but continued playing his billiard. But I knew he was angry, because he did not talk to me after that even when he rode me to his place he also kept very quiet. Then went we got into his room he scolded me for making him lose face. I got scared and said sorry and began to cry. He then said he must punish me and so he make me lie on the bed and then he spanked me. He was so fierce at that time and so even though it was very pain, i didn't struggle, all I could do was cry. After that, he made me take out all my clothes and lie back on the bed and he spanked me again. But it was more painful this time as it was on my naked bottom. After he spanked me, he make me sit on his lap and he told me that he had punished me because I had not carried myself properly. I told him I was sorry and he hug me and told me that I was forgiven. He told me that he would not hit me in public or slap me. The only place he would hit me was on my backside. He also warned me that he would punish me again if he needed to.

I was young then and I was quite playful so a lot of times I got spanked by him. In fact almost every week he would spank me at least once. After a while it got quite standard, if he was going to spank me, he would tell me as we were going to his place that he was going to punish me. Of course a lot of times I would say sorry and beg him to not spank me. But he would always threaten me with this cane he had in his room. He would say that if I did not take the punishment automatically, he would use the cane on me. Then I would obey him as I was did not want him to use the cane to beat my backside. So once we got into his room, I would take off my clothes and lie on the bed. He would then spank my backside with his hand and sometime with the ruler. Almost all the time I would be crying. But normally after the punishment he would sit me on his lap and he would hug me to make me feel better. And after we would normally have sex.

There was this time he did use the cane. We were quarrelling about something and i kicked his bike. The bike fell down and one of the mirrors broke. The side was also scratched. He was so angry. The moment I saw the bike drop, I regretted and said sorry to him. But I think he was too angry. After he picked up the bike, he made me go up with him to his place. In the lift he told me that he was going to punish me severely. So this time after he spanked me with his hand and the ruler, he said he was going to use the cane as well. I was afraid but he was so angry so I didn't even try and stop him. He cane me at least ten times I think and it was very painful. Worse still, his bike took a week to be repaired. So because it was my fault, he spanked me everyday until his bike was fixed. But luckily, he did not use the cane everyday.

Anyway, we did not last. He got sent to prison a few years later and we have lost contact. Anyway just wanted to share my story.

Tracy spank Janet, her delinquent younger sister!

*This is the first part of how Tracy, a dom, took her sister in hand*

Tracy was a dom for as long as I have known her, which I must say is pretty damn long! She is one of the few female dominants I know that can hold her own ground with her male subs. So when she complained to me over lunch about her jitters over her sister I was surprised.

Oh maybe some background info first. Tracy's young sister, Janet, who was 18 a that time. She had been quite a handful growing up and it culminated in her being sent to the Girl's home for two years for rioting and stealing. Apparently the judge had sent her there as it was not the first time that she had been convicted of it. Tracy's parents had passed on and being the only other living kin, custody and guardianship of Janet would be given to Tracy until Janet turned 21 at least. During the time of my above-mentioned lunch with Tracy, Janet was to be released a week later.

So back to where I left off.........

So surprised at what Tracy was telling me, I probed further which probably opened the flood-gates of unhappiness as Tracy began to go on and on about how Janet was a delinquent through and through, and it was totally impossible to get to her as she was extremely defiant. As she went on, I realised that Janet was the baby of the family, and as naturally as most families do, Janet was treat like a princess. Her parents and Tracy gave in to her every whim and fancy. They spoilt her thru and thru. The only consolation that Tracy could think of was that after about a year in the Girl's Home, Janet had written her a letter saying how sorry she was and how she would change her ways as soon as she got out. Tracy was heartened with the letter but was sceptical as she felt Janet was just saying that because she was inside and it wasn't the first time she said that she would change. I listened to Tracy's ranting for a good 30mins without saying a word.

Then at one of her pauses I blurted out “Why don't you just give her a spanking when she gets home?!”

Tracy kept quiet for a few moments and then her eyes lit up and questioned herself aloud about why she didn't think about it. But then she quickly replied that she felt that Janet wouldn't take a spanking. So I told her well, if Janet would take a spanking then too bad there was nothing Tracy could do. (I don't condone non-consensual spankings.) But I pointed out that depended on how Tracy put it across to Janet, plus........Tracy was her only kin and source of shelter when she came out. So it was worth a shot trying. I had to rush off that day, so I told Tracy to keep me updated or to give me a call if she needed any advice.

Two weeks later (Janet would have been released from the Girl's Home for about a week by then), I met up with Tracy again and she seemed pretty delighted on the phone when she called to meet for lunch. I didn't have to open the flood-gates this time, she just began talking and talking non-stop the moment we met.

And so her story went:

Tracy had gone to pick Janet up the day she was released, and the moment they met, Janet gave Tracy a big hug and cried saying she was back to be out Tracy did not bring up anything about a spanking that day as she reckoned that it would be best to let Janet settle down. However the very next morning when Tracy got up, Janet had already out of the house. Tracy tried calling and calling Janet's hp but to no avail. Tracy had actually taken the whole week off from work to help Janet settle in.

It wasn't until about 2am that Janet staggered home reeking of cigarette smoke and slightly tipsy. Tracy immediately demanded a explanation from Janet. To which Janet merely responded that she had met up with some friends to catch up. When asked if they were the same friends that got her into trouble, Janet said that it was so. Tracy then asked Janet if she remembered her letter about wanting to change, but Janet interrupted that she really wanted to but there didn't seem to be any choice as those were the only friends she knew plus changing was too hard. Knowing that the conversation wouldn't be going anywhere, she told Janet to go to bed first and they would talk about it in the morning.

The next afternoon when Janet woke up (she slept at 3am what would you expect?), Tracy sat Janet down and had a long talk with Janet. First she began by saying how she felt that some of the fault for Janet turning out this ways was their parents and hers as they had spoilt her. Tracy added that however, she was going to make sure things improved. Tracy then told Janet about her plans to help Janet get into the polytechnic (Janet's O level scores were relatively ok) and she hoped that Janet would shape up and clean up her act. Tracy also told her that she would support Janet all the way to the university but on a few conditions. The conditions were that Janet had to stop seeing her delinquent friends, she had to study hard, abide by the rules that Tracy set and when needed, receive a spanking. Janet of course protested to the latter. But Tracy had her mind set and she said that these conditions were her offer, if she didn't want them she was free to move out. However if she wanted to stay and make a real change in her life, she had to agree to those conditions. According to Tracy, Janet was actually pretty hesitant and reluctant, but maybe she really didn't want to go back to her old ways so she agreed to the conditions. Plus I guess the prospect of having to shift out may have helped!

So once Janet had agreed, Tracy told her that she would be receiving her first spanking there and then. Not only as an introductory to how a spanking felt, but also for the day before. Janet did hesitate for abit when Tracy pulled her over her knee, but once Tracy reminded her about the conditions, Janet complied and allowed herself to be led over Tracy's knee. Before Tracy began, Tracy told Janet to prepare herself as it would hurt. But as it was her first spanking, it would not be as hard. She warned however that if Janet ever disappeared without informing her, it would be much worse.

Probably because she had never been spanked before, Janet yelp from the first spank and after a mere ten spanks, Janet had already begun struggling and asking Tracy to stop. To stop Janet's hands from swinging behind, Tracy locked them behind her and continued spanking for another ten odd spanks. Then Tracy pulled Janet's shorts but kept a firm grip on Janet's lock arms so that she would not be able to try to pull them back up. Janet pleaded with Tracy not to spank her bare bottom and said that it was her first time. But Tracy would have none of it as she spanked her bare bottom with another twenty rapid spanks before she stopped. A few tears trickled down Janet's face as Tracy let her up and apparently she didn't seemed as defiant as before (Dunno what Tracy meant by that anyway).

The rest of the day went off relatively spankless until at 3am when Tracy heard the sound of keys. She quickly got out of her room to see Janet coming thru the front door. Turned out that Janet had sneaked out while Tracy was in the shower (at around 11pm and Tracy had tot Janet had gone to sleep) to meet her friends. Janet explained that she had no choice, her friends had kept calling her and she felt bad to refuse. Immediately Tracy pull Janet over her knee but this time, there was no warm up, it was on the bare straight away. A good thirty spanks were delivered which left Janet squirming and tearing. But it wasn't the end..........as she got Janet up and marched her to her room. She made Janet lie face down on the bed and gave her ten licks of the belt. Tracy confiscated Janet's phone and said that she would get a new number for her the next day........a number she was not allowed to give to her delinquent friends.

*Well that was all that Tracy told me during that lunch meeting. There is more, so stay tuned!*