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Saturday, March 29, 2014

You Have Obviously Not Learned Your Lesson Young Man?

I just got back from Little Rock. AR and Syracuse, NY and I leave tomorrow for the Ft. Smith, AR area, Texas and Tennessee so I thought I would squeeze this post in before I head out! :)










In my last post I shared a punishment spanking I received over Miss Lisa's knee one Saturday morning for displaying a bad attitude and disrespecting her when I was awoken and given a list of chores to do while she was at work. Now, knowing in advance that I would have that Saturday off, I prepared a plan for the day and chores were not a part of it! I resented the fact that she would even think of giving me housework on a rare day off and sore bottom, hurt pride and all, I decided that once she left what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her! Of course, never in a million years did I expect it to hurt me! Once she left, I proceeded to go about my day according to the plan I had made. I made myself some breakfast and headed downstairs to my man cave and made myself comfortable on the sectional, turned on ESPN and enjoyed my eggs and bacon as I caught up on the sporting news. There was a Spring Training Baseball game early, a race qualifying/practice a little later followed by a mid afternoon Hockey game. I planned to relax in nothing but my undies and watch them all! The Hockey game would be over in time for me to quickly get the list of chores done before she got home making me the winner of our earlier power exchange!!!










It never occurred to me that eating and lounging would bring on such a deep sleep or that she would come home hours earlier than normal but that is exactly what happened! I thought I was dreaming when the sharp sting on my right bottom cheek jarred me awake only to she her standing over me with a stern look on her face and her hands on her hips. My heart sunk into my stomach as I realized it was no dream and that I was in a lot of trouble. I hate it when she refers to me in adolescent terms so as she stood there telling me what a very bad boy I was, I got extremely uncomfortable, I fidgeted and squirmed but didn't dare make a sound. As if I didn't already know it, she felt it necessary to inform me that I was in deep trouble causing me to blush as my heart rate increased. I was told to stand up as she approached me. With her face an inch from mine, I was told to march myself right upstairs to the bedroom and get the paddle then report to the living room.









I scurried up the steps to the bedroom with my temples pulsing. forehead sweating and knees trembling. This day was proving to be the worst day I had in a long while. Disobeying her was a major no-no and this instance was a blatant exercise of misbehavior that I was certain I was going to pay for dearly. The earlier hand spanking on an already tender bottom was as painful as it was humiliating but I was sure it would pale in comparison to what I was about to receive!










As I entered the living room, the straight-backed spanking chair was back in it's earlier position and she was standing beside it with her hands again on her hips. I handed her the paddle and stood in front of the chair with my hands nervously at my sides and my gaze trained on the floor. Despite my dislike of the description, I certainly looked like a very bad boy that was about to be severely punished for misbehaving! She took her time, standing beside the chair with the paddle in her hand as I fidgeted and squirmed. Chills ran down my spine and that familiar tingle of anticipation danced in my bottom cheeks. While her hand was more painful this morning than normal, I was certain that nasty little hardwood paddle was going to light my bottom on fire and I dreaded the thought. She finally took her seat and pointed to the floor to her right signaling me to move there, I did as instructed. Another motion of her hand signaled me to bend over her knee and again I obeyed immediately.









Once I was draped across her strong lap, my head inches from the carpet and my feet dangling behind, she again began to lecture and scold. I was told what a very bad boy I was and that a sound hand spanking obviously was not enough to teach me a lesson. I felt my underpants being slid down over the quivering pinkish mounds of my helpless bottom. She told me to raise my hips as she pushed them down past my knees. My doomed bottom was now bare as she continued to lecture me on disobedience and the consequences. My mind was racing as I foolishly tried to think of something that might stop this spanking from happening, She went on scolding stating that disobedience would not be tolerated and that she was going to teach me that when she tells me to do something I am to do it without question. Again, she said, I was a very bad boy and that was why I was across her knee and that was why I was going to get a spanking with the paddle on my bare bottom until I couldn't sit comfortably for at least a week! I hated when she spoke to me like that!










I was jolted into reality by the cool flat surface of the hard wood as she laid it against my bare skin and slowly began to move it in circles across my twitching cheeks. I was told to remain in position over her knee until she gave me permission to get up then, I was spanked. A long, hard, stinging, painful spanking with the wooden paddle for disobeying her. I kicked and hollered. I wiggled and squirmed. I begged and promised. But I got a spanking....a very real punishment spanking that left my bare bottom very red and very sore and me.........very, very sorry. When she finally stopped I was left draped over her knee, my underpants now around my ankles from the kicking and I was once again lectured. I had behaved like a naughty little boy and so I was soundly spanked like a naughty little boy and now, I was going to go stand in the corner with my underpants around my ankles, my bare, red bottom on display like a naughty little boy and if I misbehaved again that day, I would find myself right back over her knee getting another bare bottom spanking! I apologized for my behavior and went to the corner where I stood for a good half hour before completing my chores with my underpants down and my red bottom on display the entire time!










Below are a few clips of that paddling, one is in slow motion as it better shows the impact and effect of each blistering spank of that horrible little paddle!





Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Wdspoone IS Alive..........and getting soundly spanked! :(

A lot can change in a short period of time! As many who have followed my blog know, this is a reincarnation of a previous version. In that version, I blogged regularly and updated often. As many of you may also remember, things got pretty tough for me during the height of the recession. It didn't look like things would ever get better there for a while. It was, without a doubt, one of the toughest periods of my life......I nearly lost everything I had worked my whole life for! To top it all off, blogger/google/yahoo decided they were going to delete my blog for no apparent reason with no explanation and no warning! Around that time, I was offered a pretty good job. This job entailed extensive travel, travel that would demand a lot of my time on top of the time the job itself would require. I committed myself to continue blogging through it all figuring I would carry a laptop with me and blog from the various hotels at night. I was so naive! hehe First off, the internet connections at many hotels are horrible and secondly, the demands of the job itself had me wiped out at the end of each day. Days that, more often than not, started very early and ended very late not to mention, it takes me to some very cool places that I wouldn't normally travel to on my own. Along the way, I developed a strong interest in photography and bought some nice equipment which meant any free time I did have I spent out and about snapping pictures and editing them! :) I am still doing the same job and still enjoying it very much. If anything, my travel schedule has increased but, I am a bit more seasoned now and my destinations are not as new. I find I am traveling to the same places more and more so I don't get out to shoot pictures quite as much as I used to. This gives me a bit more time so, I am going to attempt to blog a little more often.....not as much as I once did but more often than I used to!

Another benefit of my blogging has been the awesome people I have come into contact with. People like all of you....like minded people who I now find some opportunities to meet during my travels. I have also met a few ladies and as the result of my open and honest sharing of my experiences, interests and desires in this lifestyle, I have found myself back in the thick of things you might say? That said, going forward, I will blog about those encounters and share some pics, stories and video clips of them as well. Needless to say, my financial situation has rebounded ten fold and I have been able to purchase some technical equipment that has allowed me to retrieve some older video that I thought I had lost due to hardrive crashes. I didn't realize the amount of video I had and the quality in which I was able to retrieve it. That being the case, you, the reader will now see me in a way I had not previously revealed myself! One of the ladies who is in the videos I plan to share I met while writing this blog. She is a serious female disciplinarian whom I have benefited from greatly on a personal level. I have a world of respect for her as well as a genuine fear of going across her knee. I detest the many spankings she has administered however, as I have stated on so many occasions, I am so much better for them. In order to protect identities, I won't answer questions as to specifics of a personal nature and I reserve the right to be as vague as I please about any particular lady. I hope you can all respect that as I have no right to violate anyone's privacy.

The first group of clips I will share are retrieved ones. This is Miss Lisa, she is herself a serious female disciplinarian and she knew exactly how to handle me. In these clips, I still was not sure just how strict and stern she could be. By nature, I always test my limits and push the envelope as far as I can. Of course when it comes to women like this, I know this character trait of mine can lead to a punishment spanking but I just can't seem to stop myself? These clips were shot on a Saturday, Miss Lisa had to work that day and I was off. She woke me around 7am and instructed me to complete the list of household chores she left on the kitchen table. I am not a morning person and immediately got an attitude about being woken up so early and then being "told" to do housework! I already had a plan for my day off and it certainly didn't include getting up so early or doing work of any kind! It was a time of year where there were 4 major sports still in season and I had plans on relaxing and watching 3 of them on TV that day! Now, I fully admit to being disrespectful in my reply and behavior upon being woken up and given these "crazy" instructions! I also feel she could have overlooked it knowing how grumpy I can be in the morning however,

Miss Lisa is nothing if not consistent and she did not tolerate disrespect for any reason. I was still in bed and barely awake during the commission of my crime but I was jarred awake by the tone of her stern voice instructing me to "report" to the living room "immediately"! My heart was pounding and my face blushing in embarrassment as I scurried out of bed and out to the living room. Her "spanking chair" was already in the middle of the room as I arrived and she was taking her seat. I apologized profusely and offered the lame excuse of being half asleep neither of which phased her one bit. Once in the chair she pointed at the floor to her right side meaning I was to position myself there.....I knew the drill. The cheeks of my bottom were already tingling in anticipation of the sound spanking I knew was coming. I stood beside her in my underwear, trembling as I was lectured and scolded.  My eyes scanned the immediate area for an implement but I saw none. I was partially relieved at that discovery but only partially. I had been hand spanked on my bare bottom by this woman several times and it was no picnic, I was certain that a hand spanking first thing in the morning while I was barely awake would not be any easier. My "naughty bottom" (as she described it) was still a bit tender from a severe hairbrush spanking I had gotten a few days before as well. I was first spanked over my shear, thin underpants then on the bare. I was then sent to the corner while she finished getting ready for work. She then called me before her once again and I was lectured and "questioned". Sensing a lingering attitude, I was again taken across her knee for a second helping!

Below are several clips from the spanking I got that morning. I had to cut them up in short excerpts as blogger has a size limit. I am posting them in order with some at full speed and a few at slow speed to illustrate the force of the smacks as she lit my poor bottom on fire. Little did I know this was only the beginning of what would prove to be a very long day for me but more about that in later posts.