December 31, 2010

New Year's Greetings

As 2010 draws to a close we have been reflecting on all the friends we have made here. We have been amazed at the level of interest in our FLR.  And it certainly is great to know that we are not alone. It has been an amazing journey and we hope to continue on in 2011. 

May all of you have a Happy New Year and a fabulous 2011. 

Cora, Ken and the 'Girls'

December 21, 2010

Yule, the Moon and Lunar Eclipse

Happy Yule!

Its the main celebration of my holiday season and this year we were provided with quite the gift:  Not only a full moon on the same day but a Lunal Eclipse to boot!

The total eclipse occurred at 12:17AM this morning, here in the Pacific Time zone.  This area is know for its cloudy skies and rainy weather this time of year.  However, there was a slight (very slight) break in the weather and I was able to snap a couple of photos from our deck.  The first is the clearest but is still fuzzy.

The second is one of the last I was able to take before the moon disappeared into the clouds. I thought it would be fun to share with my Yule greeting.

And just because the focus of this blog is Female Led Relationships and the spanking of the male half by the 'better half', here is a picture of moons of a different nature (and color):

December 20, 2010

Spanking as Stress Relief

If you have noticed that we haven't posted much lately, its because we have had some of those 'distractions'.  Last week resulted in the conclusion of several of these events.  This included appointments with physicians, Cora studying for an examination and my own participation in a jury trial.  Even though I have been 'retired' for over a year, I was still dragged into court to explain some of my actions in defense of my former employer.  The result was victory for my employer and the outcome was a proper judgement.  'Nuff said.

However, these events left both Cora and I emotionally exhausted.  We both had invested lots of our time resources into our efforts.  Whew!

All this was concluded a week ago Friday.  Then on the following Sunday while I was dressing for the day, Cora summoned me to her and took me over her knee and proceeded to unload her bedroom 'Rack' on my bare bottom.
She used all her implements and soon my bottom was nice and red.  Of course, I was burning up but the sensation was most welcome.  And spontaneous spankings are probably the best.

Afterwards we discussed what happened.  Cora's reaction was of much relief and release.  She said she felt like a burden had been lifted from her.  She also came to the realization, perhaps for the first time, that administering a spanking is great stress relief for her. And it goes without saying that it is a fabulous release for my own stress.  There is something about that 'afterglow' feeling. 

December 17, 2010

Bill's Story

We still get requests for our 'Notice of Discipline' form.  (If anyone wants a copy all they have to do is e-Mail us with a request).

Sometimes I receive a reply from a requestor with information on how the form worked for them.  It seems like it has resulted in several of the men getting the spankings they want from their Ladies.  We are delighted to be part of the process.

Recently, Bill sent a request for one of the forms.  He modified it slightly to fit his needs.  He then filled out one of the forms checking the appropriate boxes.  Bill's e-Mail read as follows:

"I presented this to my wife after dinner and she was surprised to read this. At first she showed that she maybe did not like the idea but then she warmed up to it. In fact she asked that I print out about a dozen of the sheets.

Well, about 9:45 last night I went down to the basement and got out the implements and set up the spanking stool. I then stripped and stood in the corner until around 10:00. She came down right on time and scolded me that I was a bad boy and would need a good whipping, which is what she likes to call our sessions.  She then led me by the ear over to the spanking stool and had me lay across it. She did not use the paddle, but made up for it with her two straps.

She really used her leather strap on me good! Probably around 50 swats. After a short pause she switched to the vinyl strap for another 40 swats. She said that was enough and she completed the form and signed it. To my surprise in the comment section she noted that another whipping would be given in the morning. So this morning it was back to the basement again for a repeat only this time she used the paddle also! My bottom was red as can be last night with strap marks and welts. This morning the marks were still very visible, so she merely added to them!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you again for the wonderful form. We will use it. I hope other men get this treatment from their wives. As I said yesterday, I have a love/hate relationship with the spankings, but in the long run, I really love them."

Bill's e-Mail was sent last July.  However, just a few days ago, Bill sent me a story.  He has indicated that part of it is true and describes how his wife was introduced to the idea of a Female Led Relationship.

Bill has generously allowed me to share it with you.  Here it is:

"When I was about 10-12 years old I learned that the thought of a spanking or reading about a spanking or even hearing someone getting spanked gave me a lot of pleasure! I even learned to spank myself when I was home alone. I would strip naked, get a leather belt and stand in front of a mirror as I strapped my bare bottom. I would get it very red and would leave strap marks. It would have been easy to stop at some point, but I always promised my self that I would get 50 swats with the belt and then maybe 50 more swats. No stopping in between. I really enjoyed this experience.

There was a family living next door to ours who really believed in spanking. Our houses were very close together and in the summer time before air conditioning I would hear the daughter getting the leather strap. I would love to hear that also as it aroused me so much. I wished that I could take her place at least once. I asked her about her spanking one day after I heard her getting spanked. She admitted that she got spanked often. She offered to show me the tops of her thighs up to the edge of her panties. I saw the strap marks and welts. I would have loved to see her bare bottom, but I was too bashful to ask about that!

So I grew up with the fascination of spanking, never having gotten a real spanking from my parents. When I got married my wife and I would play around a bit before sex. I would ask her to spank my bare bottom and she reluctantly agreed once in a while, but not very often. I asked her many times to use a leather belt or a paddle but she was really opposed to that. So I continued to fantasize about my spankings.

Recently I again asked her to give me a real spanking. This time I got a different reaction. She asked if I really wanted a good spanking and I said I certainly did. She said I should go to a professional dominatrix and have her discipline me. I asked if she were serious and she said she was and in fact she would help me to find one close to our area.

A couple of days later she was on the internet and called me over to show me a website. It was about a local woman who specialized in spanking grown men and women. She asked if I would like to visit her and I asked if she would arrange it. She agreed and phoned her right then and there. I was really getting excited about this situation. I heard my wife tell the lady that I need a good bare bottom strapping and paddling. The lady said she could do that for sure, so my wife set up an appointment for the following Saturday.

On Saturday, I drove to the studio which was in a warehouse area. I was told to go to the door marked “Behavior Modification Services” and ring the bell. (Isn’t that a great name for her services?) An attractive lady in her early 30s answered the door and asked what I wanted. I was a little embarrassed to say that I was there to get a spanking. She introduced herself as Ginger. She then told me to come in and to sit at a desk that was there. She explained that I must read and sign an agreement before it would start.

The agreement stated:

1) I had come there voluntarily to get a good spanking.

2) The spanking would be with me completely in the nude.

3) I would be restrained during the spanking.

4) I would be spanked with a leather strap and a wooden paddle.

5) The spanking would not be over until the disciplinarian thought I had been thoroughly spanked. There would be no safe word.

I read the paper and as I signed it, I was really getting aroused. At last I would get a real spanking! I was told to strip naked and to put my clothes in a locker. As I got undressed in front of this attractive young lady I had just met and thinking about the spanking I became even more aroused. If she noticed it she did not comment.

She then told me we were to go down to the lower level to the discipline room. At the bottom of the stairs was another door which had a bell on it also. She rang the bell and another attractive young lady answered it. Ginger told this lady that Bill was here for his spanking and she told me to come in and directed me into the room which was about 25 or so feet long. On one side was a brick wall and on the other was several office like partitions. I could see down the brick wall that there were two men and a woman facing the wall and they were nude also, so they apparently were waiting for their spanking.

I was told to face the wall, fold my arms behind my back, and place my nose and my toes against the wall and not to make a sound. I did that but something else was touching the wall: my erection! I was getting closer and closer to what I have always wanted. Behind me I could hear a chorus of straps and paddles on bare bottoms followed by sobbing and crying. Others were already getting their spankings!

After about ten minutes the lady in the cubicle behind me called out “Bill get in her right now! You are next!” I entered the cubicle and there restrained on a spanking bench was a young lady whose bottom had been well spanked. I saw strap marks, welts and paddle marks. She was sobbing as the lady released her from the restraints. She was oblivious to me even being there as she was escorted back to the brick wall to stand there for a while.

The lady then told me her name was Donna, and that I was there to get a real spanking just as she had told my wife on the phone. She noticed my erection and told me that I was not there for sexual pleasure but I was to be disciplined. She hand me a paper cup and a napkin and told me to get rid of “that” immediately! It did not take me long to get rid of it. She smacked my bare bottom a couple of times to reinforce her order.

Donna then instructed me to lie across the spanking bench where she fastened the restraining straps very tightly. All the while she was telling me how much I needed a good whipping and that she was going to give it to me. She said my wife wanted her to show no mercy to me. And then the restraining was finished and it was time to start!

I could see Donna select a razor strap from a hook on the wall. I heard her swish it around a couple of times and then I felt it: it felt like a hundred bees had stung by bare ass! Donna took her time to aim each swat, right cheek, left cheek, right thigh, left thigh, across my sit spot and then she started the cycle over again. Each swat was more severe than the prior one. It did not take me long to start sobbing and to ask her to please stop. She said she would stop when I was thoroughly spanked and not before.

I don’t know how many swats she gave me but it must have been around 70-80 or so. I finally got my real spanking, but it was much more than I had ever expected. I could still hear others getting it in the other cubicles and I could only imagine what their bottoms must look like compared to mine. Donna finally put the razor strap down but then she selected a wooden paddle from the wall rack. She right away gave me about 20 or so swats with that paddle, right on top of the welts from the strap. I was crying for real at this point.

Finally it was over. Donna released the restraining straps and told me to get up. I was very wobbly in the knees when I stood up. She told me to go out and stand against the wall until I was told I could go upstairs and get dressed. I stood there about 10 minutes or so and continued to hear others getting it!

Ginger came back over to me and told me it was over and that I could go up stairs and get dressed, unless I wanted some more! I said no thank you and went up stairs, got dressed and went home. My wife greeted me when I entered the front door and asked me if I had gotten the spanking that I always wanted. She asked me to drop my trousers and underpants and show her my bruised, scarlet red bottom.

She was amazed how thorough Donna had been and asked if I wanted to go back to Donna another time in the future. I said that I had enough for a very long time. She then surprised me by saying that from now on SHE would spank me when I needed it and she showed me a razor strap she had purchased at a local store earlier in the week. Apparently she had spoken with Donna after I got my spanking and Donna told her to give me another bare bottom spanking right away to refresh my memory. She did!!!! And many more times since then!"

November 24, 2010

Happy Thanksgiving (or is that Spanksgiving)

OK, its Thanksgiving here in Seattle this week and I totally understand that this is a holiday that is not celebrated on other parts of our precious planet.  However, I wish to take this opportunity to express something for which I am very thankful.  And since a picture is worth 1,000 words, here is a savings of 2,000 of those words (and the appropriate bandwidth).

Cora, I love You!

November 19, 2010

What is this Fascination with Panties - Follow-Up

The FLR Blogosphere has recently taken on the subject of men's fascination with panties.  As stated in our previous post, Throck in his blog 'Spankable Husband' posted some of the best explanations of why men find this particular attraction.  At least his logic made sense to me.

In addition in her blog 'A Spanking Marriage', Susan gives an excellent view from a woman's point of view.  In her most recent post (November 18), she described her own curiosity (and arousal) at men wearing panties.  Her husband, Barry apparently has had interests in panties for quite some time.  She also indicated that she is intrigued with panties and girdles too (You Go, Girl!), and plans to explore these things with her husband.

In addition to the posts, there have been a number of comments.  Rachael has placed her husband in panties, exclusively.  Bogey and Bacall enjoy wearing matching panties and applying paddles to each other.  Others have confessed that they wear panties and many have commented on their love of the pictures of Cora wearing her panty girdles.  (That has been one of my most pleasurable activities of this blog).

Since we have started blogging last February, one of our goals has been to portray ourselves as 'real' people.  We have used pictures of ourselves to illustrate our points.  And while I do the writing of the blog, Cora always contributes much of the content.  In addition to being my favorite model, she also reads everything, all the comments and many of the other blogs and their comments.

Well, since the 'Great Panty Topic of 2010' has generated lots and lots of contributions by many of you, Cora seems to have found that she, like Susan, is intrigued by the 'Panty Thing'.  In the past she has only infrequently 'forced' me to wear her panties.  I think this may be changing.  Today, while preparing to go 'out and about', I was duly instructed that I would be wearing her panties.  It was her idea.

So after toweling myself off, she presented me with the panties she intended me to wear, today.  She held them for me to step into.  Then she instructed me to bend over on the bed, and grabbed the 'She-Makes-The-Rules' paddle from her bedroom rack.  She couldn't resist the sight and proceeded to apply the paddle to my pantied bottom.  It wasn't a punishment spanking, so all things considered, I really enjoyed it.  As I sit here composing this post, I am still wearing her panties, at her instruction.  She has also found that stroking my bottom while wearing her panties can be a very erotic experience.

Cora confessed to me this morning that she is finding that when I submit to her instruction to wear her panties, that she is experiencing a further rush of power.  Something new to her, at least regarding the panty thing.  As she has been reading the blogs, Cora is really enjoying when she is reading and is beginning to connect with more and more of the things others are describing. And even trying out some of the things that are being discussed.  This may include shaving me 'down there'.  It appears that Susan's description has gotten Cora's attention.

I can't explain it but I celebrate her new-found power.  As Ms. Deirdre stated in her blog, when Cora makes me wear her panties, its an erotic expression of her power which is answered by me as an erotic act of my submission to her.  I don't know how, but I keep finding myself more and more in love with her.

November 17, 2010

What is this Fascination with Panties?

I have been intending to write something about the subject of women's panties for quite some time. However, I have been a little reluctant as it involves something that is somewhat embarrassing to me.  I know, why should I be embarrassed about my fascination with women's panties when I have posted pictures of my well spanked bare bottom'?  Well, I can't answer that.  So here goes:

There is just something fascinating to me about women's panties.  I can't remember exactly when I first remembered when it started but I can recall paging through the various Sears, Penney's and Montgomery Ward catalogs.  And based upon what I have read from many other men, I am not alone.  And its no secret about my fascination with girdles and pantie girdles.  Especially when Cora wears hers!

One of my earliest memories about getting 'up close and personal' with panties was when I was growing up.  On some occasions I would mow a lawn for one of my mother's friends.  The lawn mower was kept in her basement and the laundry was there too.  Well, one time I remember seeing a pair of panties sitting in the laundry pile.  The temptation was just too great and soon I was inhaling the sweet aroma of the panties.  And it was a very sweet scent.  I was hooked (and I still am).

I belong to lots of Yahoo Groups.  Many of them are based upon Female Led Relationships but others are not.  Recently in one of the other groups, there was a thread that described the experiences of many of the guys also finding a fascination with panties and many described 'up close and personal' experiences.  Its obviously something that a number of men (perhaps many men) have in common with me.

A popular movie was released with the title, "Scent of a Woman".  I believe there is a reason for this.  Its probably buried deep in the earliest part of our evolution, somewhere in our 'crocodial brains' but I do believe that men are wired to be attracted to a woman's scent.  Probably something to do with the propagation of the species, or something.  Ladies take note: We are addicted to your scent!

In his blog, 'Spankable Husband', Throck describes his own relationship with women's panties.  He describes himself not as a 'crossdresser' but play a part with his fascination with spanking.  In addition in her new (and excellent) blog, 'A Spanking Marriage', Ms. Susan describes her husbands fascination for panties, too.  And she obtained a pair of 'control panties' (oh, how I love the double meaning) for him to wear when she spanks him.

I think Throck may have tumbled onto something in his explanation of his own fascination with women's panties.  He spoke of the power women have over men as it concerns the genital area of a woman.  Obviously its that area that comes into contact with a woman's panties as she wears them.
For those of us 'liberated' submissive men, its no secret that we celebrate that power.  It seems only natural, then to be obsessed with our Ladies panties.  If this subject has gotten your attention, I would suggest you check out Throck's post of November 10.  You would also find Ms. Susan's post of November 14, not only informative but an incredible example of erotic writing.

Some of the comments to Throck's post indicated that some of the guys have been made 'off limits' to their Ladies personal panties. Thankfully for me, that is not the case. I think that sometimes its a minor irritation to Cora, but I often 'steal' her panties. Its actually a game with us and one way I 'earn' a spanking. (Her current rate is 25 swats per pair).

Its no secret where I keep my 'stash', so if Cora wants to retrieve a pair, she knows where to look.  And when she gets in the mood, she will 'catch' me 'red handed' and issue a Notice of Discipline (and that's why 'Panty Stealing' is one of the boxes on the form).  In the meantime, I have the opportunity to enjoy the sweet scent of my lady.

Many of the men in FLR's have shared their preferences regarding wearing panties.  Some just like to wear them, some are 'forced' to wear them as a result of a decree from their Ladies and some (like me) like it when their Ladies make them wear them.  One thing that is beginning to become apparent is that many FLR women make their naughty boys put on a pair prior to spanking them (if you look close, you can see that I have panties lowered to my knees in the picture of my well spanked bottom).
In my case, Cora will sometimes make me wear her panties.  Fortunately, Cora's panties fit me just fine.  She has very womanly hips and the panties that fit her also fit my slightly too large stomach.  And she prefers to wear panties that are almost 'full cut'.  So I can wear them quite comfortably and I must admit, its very erotic on the rare occasions she makes me wear them.  There is something about that smooth fabric that arouses me.  Oh, and the fact that she has worn them previously.

Over a year ago, I had a legal issue with my eX that led to an impasse.  It resulted in the need to resolve the issue in front of a judge in a courtroom.  Both the judge and my eX's attorney were women.  For reasons I won't go into, I represented myself.  The resolution of the issue required two court appearances, but in the end, I prevailed.  I took my participation in this process very seriously, including dressing the part.  I even purchased a blue pin-stripe suit (think Denny Crane).  However, I wonder what the other women who were participates would have thought if they knew that we were all wearing panties!  Cora made me wear a pair of her panties (yes, previously worn by her), under the Denny Crane outfit.  I must say that it was empowering.  VERY empowering.  Throck is right; women's panties are a source of power.  A very large source of power.

Post Script:
Finding pictures of Cora wearing just panties was a challenge, indeed.  I love to photograph her wearing girdles and such but it is rare to get a picture of her in just panties. 

But, even if I say so myself, the opening picture of her pantied Derriere is stunning.  She is the epitome of why I find a woman's panties and a woman's Derriere to be so attractive.

November 11, 2010

Questioning Her Authority

Its been a while since I have exhibited bad behavior but today, I did.  Cora was arranging some items in our living area.  I chimed in with some suggestions.  At least I though I was just making suggestions. 

I guess I came across as more than just making 'suggestions'.  So, guess what?  Yep, she issued a Notice of Discipline.  I am to be spanked this evening for my little transgression.  Looking back I deserved it and am looking forward to clearing the slate.

But what I am most proud of, is the fact that Cora didn't let this one get by her.  Instead she asserted her Authority and exercised her Power.  That's what this FLR is all about.  And I love her so much for it and I know I loves me enough to hold me accountable.

Post Script (7:25PM, November 11, 2010)
Cora followed through on her spanking.  I was just instructed to bend over the table and she proceeded to exhaust her rack of all the leather implements. 

She spanked hard and long and I feel totally relieved of my guilt regarding the questioning of her authority.   I love her so much.

November 8, 2010

An Explosion of FLR Blogs

... At least it seems that way.

It has been my opinion that there are more and more couples adopting the Female Led Relationship lifestyle.  The reason I believe this is a result of the feedback I get from this blog, the activity on other blogs and Yahoo Groups that I follow.  In addition this blog just celebrated its 300,000th hit just today.  The level of activity exceeds our wildest expectations, but there must be something about FLR's that interests some of you.  Many of you have requested our 'Notice of Discipline' form and the feedback I have received from those who have followed up afterwards has included the fact that more men are getting spanked by their wives.  The form is probably not the reason that some of the guys have gotten their wives to spank them, but it has acted as a catalyst that resulted in the kind of communication that resulted in some major lifestyle changes.  Ron's story is just one example.

When I started posting some things again following our short term absence, I received an e-Mail from James.  He asked some questions about the blogging process.  It turns out he had first started his blog ('SpankedMale') in 2007 and hadn't posted further until just this month.  Welcome back, James and we look forward to hearing your stories.

Upon further checking, I found that there were several other new blogs including 'Husband in Check' and 'My Wife, My Babysitter' both written by men describing their own FLR with their wives.  Then I discovered Susan's 'A Spanking Marriage'.  This blog is particularly interesting as its written from a woman's point of view, something still rather rare.  Again, welcome and we hope that you continue to share.

All these blogs have links on the right hand column of this blog and I would suggest you all check them out.  I think they all have promise from what I have read.  They join many of the other excellent blogs that have been around for a while which I thoroughly enjoy following, too.  They are also included on the 'Blogs I Follow' list. (Note: I try to limit the 'Blogs I Follow' to those of a FLR nature written by 'real' people which don't show too much of a 'commercial' side).

And I am sure that there are even more FLR blogs out there that I just haven't hooked up with.  But the bottom line is that there does seem to be a groundswell of people like us, braving the blogging waters and sharing themselves with us.  I truly believe one of the positive aspects of this phenomenon is that as those who lurk read them, they will come to the realization that they are not alone and there are plenty of people like themselves.

So, come out and join us!

In addition, for those with partners who have been reluctant to join in, there are more and more examples of those of us lucky enough to be with partners who are not reluctant.  Perhaps one of our blogs will comfort one of these reluctant partners to join in and find out the wonderful benefits available.  One of the common themes that seems very consistent with bloggers in Female Led Relationships is the fact that they are all loving relationships.  Lots of Love.

And isn't that the most important part of our presence on this planet?

November 6, 2010

A Day of Play

In our last post we made mention of a 'Day of Play'.  The idea was to submit a list to each other and let them pick a few items from the list.  This list was to include things that both of us would find fun to do, but also include things that might not be as fun, but needed to be done.

Well, yesterday morning, I composed such a list and submitted it to Cora.  She thought the idea was great and proceeded to check off the items I had listed that she wanted to do.  I included three categories including, 'Sexually Related Items', 'Just Fun Stuff, Not Necessarily Sexual' and 'Not Much Fun But Things That Need To Be Done'.  I included some blanks so that Cora could fill in something I had not listed.

When she had completed her side of the form, she returned it to me.  From the first group she had selected three items: 'Put Ken in Panties', 'Have Ken hand-wash my panties' (note: she added 'Wearing Dog Nose' - This is the item she is shown wearing in the July 2, 2010 post), and finally 'Paddling: Each implement from Rack, based on roll of dice'.

From the second group, she added one of her own items concerning assisting her with her display shelves.  She wanted to add a shelf to display a new item.  She also selected an item from the 'Not Much Fun' group.

As the day progressed, most of the activities proceeded as agreed upon.  First, she selected a pair of panties for me and had me put them on.  Now, this is a subject that has been briefly (pun intended) addressed but I had hoped to expand on it at a later time (which so far has yet to happen).  Suffice it to say that I believe that most men have a fascination with their Ladies underwear, and panties in particular.  (Think of the movie, 'Scent of a Woman').  I find it an erotic act of her dominance when she makes me wear her panties.  I am not one to just wear panties, although I know of some men who do.  But I find it very erotic when she make me wear them.  She repeated this instruction this morning, too.  So far her panties have yet to be washed but is something on the agenda for today and the only thing on the list that was not completed.

Soon, I was summoned to assist Cora in the re-configuration of her display shelves.  She has a collection of classic dolls, and a few other items.  As was described in our June 12, 2010 post, we enjoy attending the Ballet.  We have reservations for the 'Nutcracker' Ballet this December.  I am sure there will be a post describing that night. 
However, on a visit to a local hardware store who is known for their display of ceramic Holiday Village items, we found an animated display of a theater depicting the 'Nutcracker'.  Of course, Cora wanted to display this item and we soon began re-arranging her displays to accommodate the new item.  In addition, it was necessary to provide a power connection.  The picture shows her new shelf with some of her Ballet Dolls.  The item has the performers twirling, rotating and is accompanied with two of the Nutcracker tunes playing along.  With all the lights and actions, we find ourselves sitting and watching it for hours.

After making repairs to some of the low voltage lights in our front yard (the 'Not Much Fun Things' item), we settled down for a wonderful lunch.  Afterwards, we found that the whole day had resulted in us both being very aroused and the love-making was passionate.

Following an afternoon nap, I served Cora one of her favorite cocktails and poured myself a glass of wine, while Cora dressed in one of her tight, black panty girdles, stockings and high heeled boots.  Shortly after making her entrance, she instructed me to bend over the kitchen table.  She dispensed with rolling the dice and just decided that she would apply her own number of swats with her paddles.  She started with her favorite 'warm up' leather paddle and proceeded to light the furnace in my bottom.  She followed up with her straps and the swat count was definitely increasing.  I don't think there would have been enough points on the dice to suit her. 
Finally, she started to select the wood paddles from her rack.  She used all of them including the 'school' paddle, 'Spencer' paddle and her three 'Exotic Wood' paddles.  Needless to say, by the time she had gotten to the Exotic's I was really feeling the wood.  This is probably the first time she delivered some solid swats from the Zebrawood and Cocobolo paddles. 

Ouch!  Rather than try to describe it, I think the picture tells the story.

All things considered, we both agreed this process worked quite well. After several weeks of being in  the doldrums, we felt like we were having fun again.  We will definitely use this process again.  It, like the Notice of Discipline Form, provides yet another way to communicate our wants and desires to each other.  Sometimes its difficult to express things that may be a bit embarrassing to request, but I found putting it on a list with several other less embarrassing things was much easier.

November 5, 2010

All Work and No Play ....

I think I have been really dull lately.  The burst of fair weather has resulted in spending most of the recent days in the yard.  Doing all kinds of projects.  Fences, fence posts, gates, pruning, trimming, etc.  It seems like this has been going on all summer.

And with Cora getting her medications adjusted, well, there hasn't been much 'play' going on.  Hence the amount of time between posts.

Yesterday I spent most of the day getting some last minute items finished up as the prediction is for the sunny weather to disappear.  At the end of the day, I was rather exhausted.  Cora, however was starting to get her energy back.

So while preparing one of her amazing dinners (shrimp wrapped in bacon, with a lemon alfredo sauce over angel hair pasta - something that would rival a 5-star restaurant), she instructed me to bend over the table.  She then proceeded to pull most of her leather implements from her Rack (yes, its re-loaded).  I got a number of swats from her various leather straps and the leather paddle.  I am not sure why she kept to the leather and didn't add some of the wood.  The picture shows here with one of her straps from a previous session but this time she had bared my bottom.

Anyway, I think it did move my mind-set from dull and work oriented and added some much needed playfulness to my demeanor.  I could feel the sting of each stoke move like an electrical current from the point of impact up my spine.  As often is the case, Cora knew just what I needed.

I am thinking of declaring a 'Day of Play'.  I have thought of both of us making a list of things we want to do (both sexual and non-sexual), exchanging lists and each picking several things from the other's list.  Could be the subject of another post.

October 25, 2010

Let It Rain

If you live in the Northwest part of the USA, rain is very much a part of your environment, especially this time of year.  Those of us who were born here take it for granted and actually (almost) enjoy the rain.  This is our favorite time of the year and is part of the reason we choose to live here.

Well, I do enjoy the rain.

Unless it makes itself an unwelcome guest inside our house.

A little over two weeks ago, we experienced a bit of a rain storm.  Not a big storm, but there was quite a bit of rain packed into that weekend.  I first felt it while working on my laptop.  Drip, drip.  Followed by drip, drip....drip.  You get the picture.

I called for assistance (Cora) and I first began to set out pots and pans.  I also removed the window curtains as the inner ceiling at this point follows the slope of the roof and the water was running downhill towards the window and soaking the curtains.

When Cora arrived and assessed the situation, she came up with a better plan.  She broke out her plasticware (Tupperware, etc.) and replaced the pots.  Seems like the square shapes covered the area better than the round pans.  (Why is it that expertise in Tupperware seems to be a part of the female genetic code?)

Anyway, things did come under control and our initial damage control was working.  OK, it was her damage control.  Fortunately, the rain was not constant and really subsided after the weekend was over.

However, this was serious and on Monday I made a call to a roofing contractor.  He came and assessed the situation and gave us the good news: Our roof was worn out and needed replacing.  Great!  This news was followed  by more good news:  The Price!  Yikes.

Well, there was really no choice in the matter and we made our decision on which contractor to do the job.  It was decided that we could be scheduled for a week from that day (Monday).  The weather Goddess smiled on us and the weather held.  In fact the three days they did the roof replacement were sunny and spectacular.  It went quite well and they even provided a few 'extras' for me.

I took advantage of the construction project (and the weather) to finish some of my own projects that I wanted to get done before the winter.  These included replacing two fence posts, replacing fencing sections and building a new gate.  There were some other things too and I found that keeping busy kept my mind off the impact on our bank account of the cost of the new roof.

Needless to say, both Cora and myself were very distracted by all this.  It just took the 'fun' and 'playfulness' out of both of us.  We found that keeping busy with other things was good therapy but the aspects of our FLR took a back seat.   As did the spankings.  All things considered, it was a productive time but not much fun.  I certainly fell behind on the blog, reading other blogs and the e-Mail piled up.

 And this was the first time that we unloaded Cora's 'Rack'.  We are quite open about our relationship and normally leave everything on display, but felt we didn't want the contractor and his crew to be 'freaked out' by our lifestyle.  After all they don't fit into the category of friends, family or acquaintances, but instead are just doing their job.

But then yesterday, a little spark returned.  I know I have been running around the house in a depressed 'funk' even though I have tried to keep up my spirits.  I am sure I have not been much fun to be with.  Then out of the blue, on her own initiative, Cora rang her bell (one way she summons me) and instructed me to perform one of those wonderful acts of 'worship'.  I eagerly complied.  A little later, she said, "I know what you need". Indeed, she knew exactly what I needed.  She then proceeded to take me over her knee and gave me spanking.  It was wonderful.  Best of all, it was her idea. 

I love her so much.

October 8, 2010

Beyond the Screen Door

As Cora has been developing her own Female Led Relationship style, she keeps learning new things.  Just yesterday she learned yet another benefit.

Its been about 4-1/2 years since she moved in with me.  However, there is something that has been bothering her ever since she moved in: a screen door that has a rip in the screen.  This is one of those sliding screen doors that parallels a sliding glass door to our deck.

I am sure she has mentioned it before but its one of those things that I heard but didn't really listen.  And its one of those things that I just didn't see when I look at it. 

Well, yesterday, Cora decided to try something different.  She grabbed me, bent me over the kitchen table, bared my bottom and proceeded to spank me.  "Do you know why you are being spanked?", she asked.  "No, Ma'am", I replied.  "Well, this is a reminder that I want that screen fixed", was her response.  She continued to spank me, probably delivering about 30 rather intense swats.

I must say this caught me totally by surprise.  I had overlooked that item for several years and had no idea it was that important to her.  Wanting to gain some 'points' with her, I decided that I could make a temporary fix.  I removed the screen door from the deck and replaced it with a seldom used screen door from another part of the house.

This happened immediately after being spanked and the 'glow' was certainly a reminder of what I was doing. 

At first, Cora had been busy with something else and was not aware that I was making repairs. Then she noticed.  "If I had known that I could get you to replace that screen by just spanking you, I would have done that a long time ago", she remarked.  "I guess I know how to get things done around here, now", she further observed.

So now she knows how to 'motivate' me and get things done.  And in addition, a way to emphasize what she wants done.  All things considered, its a win-win.  She gets things done that are important to her and I know when she is serious about her requests.  After all, pleasing her is my top priority.

September 29, 2010

Louie, Louie - Me Gotta Go Now

I just got spanked.  OK, I just got spanked again.  It was for an inappropriate comment last night.  Seems like it happens too often.

Cora really likes to have music playing while she is spanking as she loves to use the rhythm in the song to time her swats.  (I have a pretty good idea what the cover on a snare drum feels like.)

This time, the spanking took place in our kitchen (next to her 'Rack').  She asked me to turn on the FM radio.  'Louie, Louie' (Kingsmen's version) was starting to play on the classic rock station we often listen to.  Now, if you know the song, the rhythm goes something like dum-dum-dum, dum-dum and so on.  So I was getting five swats for every two bars.  She started out with one of her leather paddles but quickly found it to be too flexible to keep up with the drummer.  So she eventually found that the Spencer paddle worked quite well.

Well, its lucky that songs from that era are a little shorter.  In this case, the song is 2 minutes and 44 seconds.  However, as Cora found her 'groove' there were plenty of swats applied and I am still feeling the 'glow' from her paddle.

By the way, the Kingsmen's version of this song was recorded in a small recording studio in April, 1963.  The boys only had enough funds to pay for an hour of studio time and had recorded another song first.  There was only a few minutes of their time left and they cut 'Louie, Louie' in one take.  Little did they know what was to come.  The rather crude recording made the charts more than once, was banned in Boston, banned by the Governor of the state of Indiana and led to a controversy over the alleged 'obscenity' of the lyrics. This led to an investigation by the FBI and even J. Edgar became involved.

Its a very interesting story and I was fortunate to have seen this band play 'in person' several times and even purchased the original vinyl album (which is proudly still in my collection).  I also sang and played this song with some of the bands I was with.  And as far as the lyrics, well, growing up in Western Washington, we all heard the previous version by the Fabulous Wailers where the lyrics were perfectly intelligible (as were the Kingsmens', in my opinion) and certainly not obscene.

Another Milestone

Just a few minutes ago, the counter that tracks the page loads or 'hits' just turned over 250,000!  This blog started in February and the counter on April 14 and it took less than 6 months to register a quarter of a million hits.  And 67 of you are 'followers'.

Just wanted to say thanks to all of you who take the time to read our little stories.
Ken and Cora

September 28, 2010

Beginnings - Revisited

I correspond with several others who are also involved in Female Led Relationships.  One of them recently asked two questions and I'd thought I would share my responses with the group.  The questions were:
1).  What was your first spanking like, by the way?
2).  How did Cora get into this?

The first question sparked memories that have been laying dormant for many years.  However I know how much I enjoy hearing from others about their own 'first experiments' with spanking that I thought I would share my answer:

My first spanking. Well, other that playing with a few cousins at age 10, give or take a couple of years, probably my first 'real' spanking occurred in about 1965 or so. I would have been about 17. A cousin (another one) who was a year older than me was dating a girl who was my age. I would sometimes visit her and we did spend some time just the two of us. She was learning to drive and since I drove a stick shift, she asked me to assist her.

She was having a bit of trouble applying enough throttle so I reached down and pushed her leg onto the accelerator. I have to admit that she was wearing a skirt and in those days girls wore real stockings, not pantyhose. Well, I certainly ended up with a handful of stocking, garters and her skirt hiked up revealing the tight panty girdle she was wearing.

I later admitted to her that my action was not totally 'accidental' and that I deserved to be spanked. She agreed and we set a later date for it to happen. Looking back I think she was as curious about spanking as I was.

I even made a make-shift paddle for her to use. It was a very crude paddle that I made from a piece of wood that I found in our home (I was living with my parents, at the time). I cut it with a hand held jig saw and it was neither smooth nor square (LOL). I am guessing it was about 16 inches long, 3 inches wide and about 3/4 thick. Its nothing of the quality of the paddles I make today. After our 'encounter' I left it with her and, per the tradition at the time, carved my initials into it.
Keeping in mind this was 1965, both of us remained fully clothed. I simply bent over and grasped my ankles and she applied several swats with the paddle, in much the tradition of the way paddlings were administered in schools at the time. It ended when we heard her parents driving up. She hid the paddle and we were able to act as if nothing had happened.

Overall, the spanking from her was rather disappointing. Probably a function of the inexperience of the two of us. But it provided plenty of fantasies for the future. I am sure that I asked the girls I later dated to spank me but was unsuccessful until I started dating my first wife. I don't remember very many details of the spankings in that relationship, but spankings were definitely a part of that relationship.

I will address the second question in a later post.

September 27, 2010

A visit from Queen Bee

If you look on the right side of this blog and look below the references to the other wonderful blogs, you will come to a category, 'FLR Related Resources'.  Included in this list is the 'She Makes The Rules' forum.  Cora and I both members, have met and consider ourselves friends with both the ladies that have created this great resource.  Last night, we received a phone call from Queen Bee, who had just dropped one of her friends at the Sea-Tac airport.  Having some time on her hands, she called us.

Now, the She Makes The Rules (SMTR) forum has been around for just over 2 years and is a fantastic place for women new to the Female Led Relationship (FLR) lifestyle to explore, yet also to have a totally safe and comfortable place.  Queen Bee and the other moderators go way out of their way to make sure that those who identify themselves as 'women' really are female.  I would suggest than any women reading this blog or any men who have reluctant or hesitant partners to check out their forum.  It is truly one of the best.

Queen Bee made arrangements to drop by and we had a fantastic evening.  We shared stories, caught up with each other and had a fantastic meal courtesy of that famous chef, Lady Cora!   In addition, Queen Bee was treated to two of my Galaxy famous White Chocolate Latte's. 

After the initial greetings, Queen Bee noticed 'Cora's Rack'.  She immediately focused in on the 'PurpleHeart' paddle.  It didn't take much encouragement for me to volunteer to be stunt bottom for Queen Bee to check it out.  Fortunately, there was one of the PurpleHeart paddles available and when Queen Bee left, she took one of my PurpleHeart paddles home with her.  Definitely an honor for me.

All in all it was an incredible evening that just happened.  Queen Bee, thank you for thinking of us when you were in town.

September 25, 2010


Much has been written about how the bottom of a naughty husband should be bared prior to being spanked by his wife.  A while back, we found a copy of "Tales Of The Unbreeched".  This book was published by AKS (Alice Kerr Sutherland, I believe) and was authored by Ms. Jacqueline Ophir.  The subtitle of this book reads, "A dissertation on the Delectable Art of Preparing a Culprit for Chastisement, with Particular Reference to the Adjustment of the Lower Clothing and Related Matters."  The subject matter is primarily Female Disciplinarians and male 'culprits'.  And the term 'unbreeching' has to do with the removal of breeches or pants, prior to administering punishment.

I believe this book is out of print, however we were able to locate and purchase a used copy.  This book provides some very detailed insight on just how a Lady should prepare their 'Culprit' for a spanking.  It includes the techniques of Unbreeching from the Front, Rear, Across the Knees, Under the Arm, etc.  It even offers answers to the question as to 'Why Unbreech'.  A sidebar is even included asking, "Thinking of Panty Punishing Your Husband?"

When we photographed our May 25 Photo Story, Cora included her own 'un-breeching' of me.  I think the pictures speak for themselves and indicate the expertise with which she bared my bottom. 

As you can see, she employed both the 'Front Unbreeching' position and the 'Unbreeching Across the Knees' position.

September 22, 2010

Cora, the Lingerie Model

Most of the readers of this blog know that I have a fascination with women wearing girdles. Fortunately for me, Cora actually loves wearing her girdles and feels very empowered when wearing them. Many of the pictures of Cora displayed on our blog show her wearing a girdle, such as the opening picture.  If she is wearing other types of clothing, its likely that she has a girdle on, underneath.

Yesterday, I shot photographs of her modeling a girdle for one of the Yahoo Groups that specialize in women wearing girdles.  Cora has a following and gets plenty of feedback.  Of course, I am her biggest fan and get all the advantages of her modeling skills (in addition to her skills at spanking naughty men). 

One of the pictures I took yesterday show Cora modeling her open bottom girdle, pointing at the photographer with one of those 'looks' she gets when spanking is on her mind. Its not hard to imagine her saying, "You need a spanking, and I am just the one to give it to you!  Now get over my lap, NOW!"

And here is a picture for those of us naughty men who can't help ourselves but look at a well rounded feminine Derriere.  And while we appreciate the curves of our Ladies bottoms, just think of how they admire ours.  Especially when they have just lit them on fire with the appropriate shade of red.   

September 21, 2010

Just a Reminder

Cora and I both love to cook.  Usually she does most of the planning and cooking.  She is very good at it and enjoys working in 'Her' territory (kitchen).  Sometimes I will assist or even take charge of some of the things I like to cook.  For example, the mornings are my time for creating some of the coffee compositions that Cora enjoys and the espresso machine is my 'territory'.

Last night, Cora cooked up a chicken breast.  As it is getting a little cooler here, she decided to cook it indoors instead of having me grill it on the barbeque.  I would be in charge of mashing the potatoes.

Sometimes, Cora and I have a difference of opinion about the timing of things.  I like everything to be finished cooking simultaneously and she likes to complete one dish, then go on to the next, letting the previous ones set.  So last night, I kept asking her when the potatoes should be started.  Her response was, "When I tell you to start them".  This was followed with, "Do you need a reminder of who is in charge?"

I quickly found myself bent over the kitchen table (much as the previous evening).  Cora 'warmed' me up with her leather paddle, then instructed me to drop my pants.  This was followed by her leather strap, then several paddles.

All the while she was applying the leather or wood to my backside, she kept giving me little corrections as to position, making sure my bottom was presented for her discipline in the proper way.  In addition, she was scolding me for questioning her cooking process.

All in all, Cora was very much in charge.  This was a more serious spanking for questioning her authority.  She was administering discipline for my behavior and I was very much aware of how she was asserting herself as the head of this household.  Just what I asked for!

Reflecting back, its been fascinating to watch her become more and more comfortable with her role as the Female in Charge.  And while we really share fairly equally in our day to day lives, she is beginning to not let me get away with unacceptable behavior and she no longer hesitates to hold me accountable when I try.

Later in the evening while enjoying a wonderful dinner, the glow in my bottom was only exceeded by the glow in my heart.