Another spanking the foreign bride story

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

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

One such as this:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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




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

Witnessing A Female Colleague's Spanking

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Spankalot's yahoo is back on and Spankable Pictures 006

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

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

Reader's Submission: Cheating Lesbian Gets A Severe Spanking

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Anyway hoped you enjoyed what I shared.

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

Love,
Chrissy

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

Is Eileen Wee into spanking?

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

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

Reader's Submission: A young spanked wife

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Seeing the husband spank the wife

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ben was puzzled with the response that the gentleman had.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Adele kept quiet.

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

Adele squirmed as she nodded her head.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Towkay Ong and his three slaves

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

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

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

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

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

Meanwhile........

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

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

Things are very different when he is around.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Photo of a Good Spanking Position

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

Happy Lunar New Year and Spankable Pictures 003

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

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

Spankable pictures 002

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