We are currently on vacation. This means that although I have left posts, I cannot reply to comments, but please continue to leave comments. Keep enjoying life, and keep spanking your partner.
We do NOT believe in spanking children!!!
This blog is a real life account of our journey into the wonderful world of Spankings between consenting adults only. Spankings can be playful to satisfy a craving, or involve ideas of loving domestic discipline.
I received quite a while ago this email,but vacation and illness prevented me from advertising this new way of knowing about Audrey spanking someone.
Thank you so very much. Our Tumblr blog is going strong, and we
thank you for referring your readers to it. Tumblr, though, is a bit
capricious in what it does and does not find acceptable. So while we
continue to post content there in the form of pics, gifs, and short
videos, the best way to keep up with all the fun is actually to follow
us on twitter:
We are finding that Twitter allows us to have a lot of fun with
our followers, including allowing them to see real life domestic
discipline spankings in (almost) real time. I can’t quite say where I
know where it’s going, but, so far, a lot of our followers have had a
good time getting to weigh in on punishments before they go down, or
just getting a kick out of one of Audrey’s famous “You are on official
notice for a punishment spanking in one hour texts.”
We’d be terribly grateful if it’s possible if you could add the
Twitter address to the post. If any of your followers have a Twitter
account and want to send us a tweet, it’s simply @Spanking360. I
understand, though, that it’s a holiday weekend and you have some
holiday fun planned, so please don’t worry if you can’t quite get to it
this time around.
All of our best to you and Cindy,
(My real name is actual Stepháne, but most of my friends either call me
Stef or by my nickname, Rudepeeps, and I hope that you will too)
My father was always fond of saying call me anything but late for dinner! :-)
I am not on twitter, but maybe it is time. Their are just so many venues, and I always want to be certain that my spanking related activities, are never linked to my everyday accounts.
but alas, don't expect to see Audrey being spanked, but that would be wonderful.... Stefan should get to work arranging this scenario..
I periodically come back to this topic, as it adds an additional thrill to being spanked.
It might happen on a secluded park bench, where the thought and worry of some one seeing you
gets lessened in your mind as your bottom is spanked
This treat of being spanked outdoors awaits both men and women. You might find yourself naked over your wife's lap at the back of your house.
or over her knee at the backyard pool
TRAVELING: So many options are possible:
Being bent over the hood of a car bare bottomed in a deserted parking lot
Remember, it only takes a moment to have him bare his bottom. and start to spank him... And in our society, cars driving by seeing a woman doing the spanking would not have people rushing to the defense of the man, whereas the reverse would give the impression of abuse
another road, another spanking this time bending a bit onto the trunk
a pick-up truck has a convenient place for you to bend over, and a man always wears a belt
and a pick-up truck has no preference as to who is being spanked
sometimes she really means you to feel the spanking
A stroll in the park might have you lowering your pants and panties when a suitable switch makes it's presence known
A walk in the woods is almost asking to be spanked
but this is UNSAFE unless the woman has something underneath between the wood and her
This caption is so very true
and the question to you!!!!!
HAVE YOU EVER SPANKED, OR BEEN SPANKED OUTDOORS?
I have been spanked outdoors, a few times! They were in public places with no one around! The spankings were short, but DELIGHTFUL.
Last Summer while on a trip out into the Pacific North West
during a long day of driving my wife could tell I was getting antsy for
an outdoor spanking. We had been talking a bit throughout the day
about my spanking desires and I wondered if she would take advantage of
my revelations. When we got near the coast into the deep wet forest she
saw a logging road with the gate unlocked. She told me to get off the 2
lane highway and follow the gravel road for a distance. When she
determined we were far enough from public or another car traveling on
this remote road she told me to stop the car and get out. She also got
out,reached into trunk and pulled out a leather belt from my suitcase
then told me to start walking. She walked behind and delivered several
smacks as we looked for a good place to wander off the road for more
seclusion. Finding a suitable place she marched me deeper into the
woods and found a long ago fallen old-growth tree. She then had me pull
down my pants/underwear and lay over the tree trunk. It was then the
real spanking started and continued uninterrupted in the deep woods. I
recall it as a very good spanking.... .in awesome scenery!!!!. ..... but
not a great one because she ended up hurting herself with the belt on
each swing as it would catch her side or arm in the flailing of the
leather. She stopped way too soon and even though we were in the deep
forest not a suitable switch was to be found in the immediate vicinity
and she worried we would be caught by a passing vehicle. I am happy to
report she is getting much better with other belts and practice. I am
also happy in hope for another outdoor spanking this summer in the PNW
as we travel out there again.
I hope the author does not mind, as their is no personal information written, and it totally fits this post
Our vacation was absolutely wonderful!
Many reasons for no spankings this past month, but those health issues were not severe, and did not lessen more than a little the fun of the vacation.
Those troubles are nearly behind me.
However, ahead of me awaits a little reconciliation of earned spankings, thus I might humorously say that troubles are awaiting my behind.
I now know how to arrange the pillows
have a smile... the good old days when you used your hand to indicate you were turning