Cora, the Cover Girl

If you have been reading our blog for a while, you know how Cora loves wearing her Girdles and PantyGirdles.  It was me who introduced her to wearing them (re-introduced, actually; she did wear them in her younger years) and she has found wearing them to be quite empowering and had been covered in detail in previous posts.

In addition to this blog, we participate in several Yahoo Groups that cater to those of us who find an attraction to Girdles and PantyGirdles.  In fact the name of the group where we regularly post pictures of Cora modeling her lingerie is called "Girdles_and_PantyGirdles".  In addition to this group there is a back-up group called "Girdles_and_PantyGirdles_More".  The first group has had a designated Cover Girl for quite some time but the Moderator just asked us if Cora would like to be the Cover Girl for the backup group.

Of course, we said, "Yes".  The picture above is the one that they used for her first Cover Girl pose and I assume that others will be cycled at later times.  Needless to say both Cora and I are very excited with this honor.  Naturally we thought we'd share the news with our blog readers as I know there are a number of followers here that find a fascination and attraction to Cora (and other Ladies) wearing her Girdles.

If you would like to explore these Yahoo Groups, the URL's are:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Girdles_and_PantyGirdles/?yguid=294217277
and:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Girdles_And_Pantygirdles_More/?yguid=294217277

The moderator has requested that if you want to participate, join both groups but limit comments and postings to the main group.  We will continue to post pix of Cora, similar to those included in this post in the main group.

Can a Woman Have Too Many Hairbrushes

Its a rhetorical question, of course.  Sort of like 'Can a Woman Have Too Many Pairs of Shoes?'  (Thankfully, Cora has lots of shoes, too, especially those sexy high heels.)

And while Cora probably has many more pairs of shoes than hairbrushes, she does have a sufficient quantity of them.  Oh, and I am not speaking of the kind of hairbrushes she uses on her hair.  She has lots of them too, in all kinds of funny shapes and sizes. 

I know you are familiar with 'Cora's Rack' and one of her favorite Nu-West Leda hairbrushes hangs, ready to be called upon when I am in need of her discipline.  Another one hangs on the 'Bedroom Rack' along with a another hairbrush (bathbrush actually) and a recent addition of her white, Bakelite hairbrush, added after the picture below was taken.

Well, lately Cora has taken to spank me with her hairbrush in our living room where she spends much of her day, but a distance away from her racks.  So a spontaneous spanking is less likely.  Or at least was.

I pointed out that there is an identical Nu-West hairbrush somewhere in the house.  Recently Nu-West announced that they had discovered a couple of boxes of hairbrushes in their warehouse and offered them for sale.  I purchased a pair of them as I wanted to have two identical ones on hand in the event that a 'double lap' spanking could be arranged.  You never know when Cora might call upon one of her girlfriends to 'assist'.  So far this has happened once but you never know when the opportunity may present itself.

Cora mentioned that the other hairbrush was in one of her dresser drawers.  She retrieved it and we took it into the living room.  Cora has an end table next to the couch, where she sits.  Naturally its the 'best seat in the house'.  Cora looked at the end table and thought that one of those suction-cup hooks might work to hang the hairbrush from.  So she found one (she keeps all kinds of handy things like that) and applied it to the end table.  It held.  Well, at least for a while.  Soon we found the hairbrush on the floor along with the suction-cup hook.

So, I looked at the end table to see if there were other options.  I wanted to make sure that if Cora wanted to use her hairbrush, it would be handy.

What I found looking at the end table were holes in two of the top corners.  I am guessing they were there to combine the end table with something.  We have had these end tables in our house since Cora moved them from her Condo about 6 years ago and never noticed the holes.

I measured the holes and found them to be about 7/16 inch in diameter.  Key word is 'about'.  They weren't exactly 7/16 inch.  So I thought I could find some 1/2 inch dowel and sand it to fit.

However, Cora has a really good eye for things.  She looked at the hole and exclaimed, "I know what will work". 

Cora keeps a number of those foam paint brushes around the house.  Like the one in the picture above.  She uses them to remove lint and stuff from her clothing.  With three dogs and a cat in the house, we find ourselves dealing with unattached fur all the time.

She found one of these foam paintbrushes that she thought would work, inserted it into the hole and found it to be a perfect fit.  And I do mean perfect.  It was snug enough that it wouldn't fall out, but not so snug that you couldn't remove it.  Cora then immediately snapped off the brush and handed me the handle.  "Here, cut it down to size!", she instructed.

Off to the shop I went.  The hole was about 1 inch deep and she wanted a little more than an inch upon which to hang her hairbrush.  Now, you might remember that I have done woodworking before, making paddles for Cora and her ubiquitous 'Rack'.  So it would be easy to accommodate Cora's wishes.  First I chucked up the handle into my drill press and turned it on.  First I marked off where I wanted to cut it off, a little over 2 inches from the end.  Next I found one of my files and proceeded to cut a notch about 1/4 inch from the end.  The width of the file seemed just right to carve a notch for the leather strap to fit.  Finally, I grabbed one of my small modeling saws (razor saw, to be specific) and while the handle was still rotating in the drill press, made a saw cut at the appropriate location.  It made a nice clean cut.

I returned to the living room, and handed it to Cora.  She looked at the notch and said, "Wow, that will work perfect.  How did you come up with that idea?"  I replied that I just did. 

Cora then inserted the peg into the hole in the end table and hung her hairbrush on it.  That was about a week ago.

Yesterday, Cora and I would out to the Home Improvement store to get some things we needed around the house.  Cora and I sometimes get into little 'jousts' with our words;  all in the spirit of fun.  We also love to have fun with the store clerks and with Cora's personality, often they join in on the fun.

So it was no surprise that a couple of times Cora promised that she would 'deal' with me for making a 'cute' remark.  This happened several times as we were both in good form, both of us making cute remarks.

After we got home and took care of putting things away, as Cora made herself comfortable on the couch, I plopped myself over her lap.  She laughed and reached for her hairbrush.  She was able to reach it easily even though her lap was full of a naughty bottom facing her.  She started right in with her hairbrush.  The spanking lasted for several minutes and I was definitely feeling the heat.  It was delightful!

When she was finished, I asked her if she felt better.  "Much better", she said.  I replied, "Well then I guess your hairbrush hanger is working quite well".

So, I am guessing that scenes like the one above will be happening more often.  That's OK with me.  One of the themes that seems to be running on the Yahoo Group: 'Spanked_by_their_Wives' is that many of the guys are complaining of not getting spanked enough.  I guess I sort of include myself in that group too.  But now, when Cora feels like applying her hairbrush, all she needs to do is tell me,  "Over my Lap!"  Or in case I feel like I am in need of one of her spankings, all I will need to do is plop myself over her lap.  Which now leaves us with the following question:

Can a Guy Have Too Many Spankings???

Cora's New 'Subtract' Girdle

If you have been reading our blog even for a short time, you know that I have a fascination for women wearing girdles and specifically PantyGirdles.  Its something that was probably caused by my environment while growing up in the late 1950's, and early 1960's.  It was a time when most women wouldn't go 'out and about' without putting one on and most women who worked (like my own mother) wore them daily.  Of course the other part of the equations was the stockings they wore.  This was before the invention of pantyhose and the stockings were attached to the girdles with those delightful garters.  The result was the girdle held up the stockings and the stockings held down the girdle.  Perfect equilibrium!

I can't remember what grade I was in but it must have been about the 6th or 7th grade.  Some group sponsored 'sock hops' at the local community center.  Someone played records (this was before we called them DJ's!) and most of us just lined the dance floor area waiting for someone else to be the  brave souls and get on the floor and actually dance.  So, there was always a group standing one or two deep along the dance floor and if you wanted to move around, you walked behind the group lining the floor.  It was during one of my wanderings that my hand accidentally (well, the first time it really was accidental!) brushed up against the Derriere of one of my female classmates.  My hand literally bounced off the seat of her skirt.  That was the first time I realized that some of the girls in my class were starting to wear girdles.  Oh My!  I still remember that erotic incident as clearly as if it happened yesterday.

Fortunately, it was easy for me to introduce (well, re-introduce actually) Cora to wearing girdles.  She now has quite a closet full of them and many pictures posted here on the blog show her dressed accordingly. 

Both Cora and I are on the lookout for new acquisitions to her Girdle drawer and it seems like they are making a come-back as they seem to show up in catalogs all the time.  The third pic in the previous post and all the pix from the post before that show Cora wearing one of her newest PantyGirdles.  Well, in my own research, I found a site that sells older girdles.  One caught my attention.  Its a Girdle called 'Subtract'.  Its what is known as a Long Legged PantyGirdle (LLPG), and comes with 6 garters to hold up stockings.  I corresponded with the site owner and made arrangements to purchase it.  It would be a surprise for Cora.

Yesterday, the postman handed me a small package and from the return address I knew what it was.  I returned to the house and opened it up.  I then presented the unfolded girdle to Cora.  Of course she smiled and took it from me.  She inspected it and I could tell she was thinking.

Later she tried it on and remarked how comfortable it felt.  I did my own inspection and found it to be quite tight on her.  It definitely reminded me of my grade school classmate and how tight her girdle was on her.

We had plans to do some shopping and much to my surprise and delight, Cora decided to keep wearing her new girdle.  She applied the appropriate stockings.  She decided on some tight light-blue jeans, a white top and white 4 inch heels.  And if you looked close, you could even see the outline of the garters holding up her stockings.  Wow.  I won't hesitate to admit that she had my attention and I was definitely getting aroused.

Its amazing to watch Cora enter a room or store and see that she has captured every one's attention.  This is especially evident when she is wearing her girdles, stockings and heels and yesterday was no different.  Everywhere we went, she was turning heads and people were engaging with her.  When Cora wears girdles, her power level increases several orders of magnitude.  But its not an intimidating kind of power.  Instead its power that seems to magnetically attract people, as if they want to be part of the energy and join in on the 'party'.  I laugh when I remind Cora of how good she feels when she puts on her girdles even though she may be reluctant at first.  Its like this barrier that she has to defeat in order to get to where it feels good.

When we returned home I was promised an opportunity to take some pictures.  We belong to a Yahoo Group that features women wearing girdles.  Its called 'Girdles_and_PantyGirdles' in case you are interested.  In fact Cora may become one of their 'cover girls', something we are very excited about.  The pictures on this post are from the set we took yesterday.

Once the camera was put away, I found myself in a 'mood'.  I asked Cora if she would apply some of her paddles to me.  Happily, she replied, "Of course!  Why don't you bend over the table and I will spank you."  Cora probably used half of her rack on me and I found myself in a very ecstatic place, with endorphins flowing freely (and the evidence still shows this morning).  As Cora was applying various paddles to my backside, I looked back at the Goddess form that was the source of the flames in my rear.  The girdle was sculpting her in curves that was a very erotic image.  And watching her hips move as she was applying her paddles, was like poetry in motion.  She must have been evoking the Goddess, Aphrodite.

It was a very special day for both of us.  One that I think both of us didn't want to end.

Reflections

The two previous posts described a situation where Cora spanked me because she thought my behaviour was inappropriate.  In fact in both cases she was a bit angry at me and while I suggest that we need to be careful when spanking while angry, in this case it resulted in Cora letting go and delivering one of her most 'effective' spankings. 

Yes, it was painful for me but then (as is said so many times), a spanking is supposed to hurt if its effective. Last weeks two spankings resulted in both Cora and I in feeling really good about what had happened. Looking back, I know that I crossed lines and deserved 'good, hard spankings'. Cora felt that she had expressed herself in delivering them and that she had provided consequences for my misbehavior. And most importantly the air had been cleared and we both had that magickal opportunity to 'blow off some steam'. 

And speaking of blowing off steam, just last night Cora was getting irritated from something we were watching on TV.  This was totally not something I did.  Really!  However, I soon found myself bent over and Cora applied about two dozen swats from two of her paddles.  Later she shared with me, "I sure felt better after paddling you!"  I have to admit that my part in making her feel better made me feel better too.  Even with a glow in my bottom.  Hey, I have admitted before I like being spanked by Cora.

And today, Cora decided to apply a hook to the table that sits close to where she sits in our living room where we spend much of our time during the day.  She now has one of her hairbrushes within reach for any time she decides she needs it.

With all of the progress Cora was making in taking on her role in our Female Led Relationship, I thought back to the last time Cora had reverted to her 'old ways' of dealing with a misbehaving partner - The (dreaded) Silent Treatment.  I looked back at our blog posts and found the description of that event on July 2, 2010. 

Wow, almost two years ago!  Since then Cora has dealt with my behaviour through our disciplinary process.  She has really stuck with it and has not deviated.  We are most happy with the results and while I sometimes pay the price with a sore bottom for a few days, its so much better than the alternative.

So I couldn't help but reflect even further back in time.  Long ago the idea of being with a partner who wouldn't hesitate to spank me was a total fantasy.  And while previous partners have engaged in my spanking fantasies, no one has fulfilled my desire (need?) to be spanked by a strong, authoritative (and yes, attractive) woman like Ms. Cora. 

And if my most recent spankings are an indicator, it just keeps getting better and better.  Cora seems to be 'holding back' less and less as she realizes that the naughty, male backside can take a very hard spanking. She demonstrated that fact by blistering me twice in a row and only a few days apart.  And for me the cathartic feeling both before, during and after a thorough spanking is almost indescribable.

I think if you asked her, she would tell you that she had no idea what she was getting into when we started our relationship about 5-1/2 years ago.

"You want me to spank you???"

Well now, I think she would also tell you that there is no way she would go back.  She now knows the benefits of being the disciplinarian in our relationship along with the benefits of being with a man who loves to submit to her. 

And what a gift she has given to me:  To love me enough to apply discipline when I want and/or need it.

Spanked - Again!

Well as you may know from our last post, I got spanked last Sunday.  And I got spanked again, yesterday!

Seems like Tuesday night Cora and I had another episode of miscommunication.  It was getting late and I was getting hungry so I snacked on something I shouldn't have.  The result was an upset stomach, so I hurried off to bed hoping that laying down would relieve things. 

Apparently Cora thought I was storming off in some kind of rage. Bad timing as it was, she had dinner in the completion stages.  And naturally, it was one of her special 'Seafood Linguine' creations which rivals many restaurant menu items.  So its no surprise that she reacted and her anger built up.  Like a volcano!  Again, to make a long story short, when I got up the next morning I found a couple of notes that she had written, that made it apparent that she was not happy with me.

When she got out of bed we were able to talk about things.  I think the result was that once we saw each other's side of the story, we felt better about things but there was still an aire of 'unfinished business' hanging over us.  In a rather thick fog, at that.

So, yesterday morning (Thursday), I mentioned to Cora that I thought there was still 'stuff' going on between us.  And I mentioned to Cora, "You know the best way to resolve things, don't you?"  She nodded and I finished making her morning coffee.

Later in the day I was working on some e-Mails and keeping track of a project I have been working on.  Suddenly, I heard the unmistakable slap of Cora's hairbrush against her palm.  I immediately finished the entry in the spread sheet I was working on and hit 'save'.

When I turned around, there was Cora holding her hairbrush.  But she was all dressed up in her new PantyGirdle, Long line Bra, Stockings and new Strappy High Heels.  I think my jaw must have gone "clunk" when it hit the floor.  She looked awesome, powerful and absolutely gorgeous.

So we retired to the living room couch and Cora prepared her space.  I must say that watching her lean over the couch provided me with a view of her that I 'reacted' to.  And with the erotic thoughts of the way she was dressed mixing with my pending session with her hairbrush just set my mind of fire.  And my bottom was soon to join my mind in the inferno.

I have shared our love of music many times in the past and this time I had previously set our system to play our Led Zeppelin playlist.  And for those of you familiar with them know that John Bonham's drumming style was rather pronounced and Cora just loves to synchronize her hairbrush with John's drumsticks.  I am sure he was smiling down from 'Rock and Roll heaven' knowing that his beat was still an inspiration.

Cora started out with her hairbrush and like my Sunday spanking, was without much of a 'warm up'.  Soon my bottom was on fire and thankfully she switched to just her hand for a while.  She then switched back and 'Ozone Baby' came on the playlist.  It was then that she started applying her hairbrush rather solidly.  For the entire three minutes 36 seconds of that song.

Then 'When the Levy Breaks' came up on the playlist.  If you know this song, John Bonham starts with a rather strong beat that has a particularly nice 'rim shot' on the third beat of four.  I am sure you can picture Cora with her hairbrush cadence:  One - Two - BAM!  Thankfully, there is a 'rest' on the fourth beat. 

Cora continued to keep pace with her hairbrush.  She even filled in the rest with an additional swat quite a few times.  By now I was really feeling it and perhaps in that place that I sometimes go if I have been spanked hard enough: subspace.

When the song concluded, so did Cora.  Later I looked back and found that in addition to the three minutes and 36 seconds of 'Ozone Baby', 'When the Levy Breaks' is listed at 7 minutes 8 seconds.  And that doesn't even include the last part of the song that was playing at the beginning!  So I am guessing that I was spanked for almost 15 minutes.  And Cora didn't take much of any break and kept up the intensity for almost the entire time.  Wow!

After the session we both felt much better.  Alot better!  I think we both felt both at fault and a bit angry with each other.  I real mixture of both being wronged and wrong.  Early this morning I had been wondering to myself if my own sense of being wronged might be eradicated by me getting spanked.  Well, it did.  Getting spanked by Cora again worked wonders.  For both of us.

I have been corresponding with a gentleman about getting his wife to spank him.  He asked a question that made me laugh: 

"Tell me if you don't mind, approximately how long did it take until you felt that Lady Cora was really meeting your need to be spanked". 

My response made him laugh, too:  "She hasn't gotten there, yet".

Well after getting really hard spankings from her last Sunday and again yesterday (Thursday), maybe she has.

Ring of Fire - FLR Style

Yesterday, some of us were treated to a total solar eclipse.  The resultant 'ring of fire' was visible in some of the Southwest areas of North America but here in Seattle not only were we outside the band of totality but we were blessed with our usual cloudy skies.

However, we sort of made our own 'ring of fire'.  Well Cora was the one who actually 'made' it.

Earlier in the day we had been shopping at a new market.  This store is not a typical grocery store but is know for its eccentric kinds of foods.  We found some oriental style pre-prepared chicken parts and decided to try them out.  We have one of those neat rice cookers and often 'Go East' with our dinner meal.

The chicken parts came in a bag and we had purchased a sweet one for Cora and a spicy one for me.  I was curious as to the content of each bag and how many meals we cold count on.  So I reached for our little food scale to weigh the contents.

As I was emptying one of the bags into a bowl in preparation for weighing Cora asked, "What are you doing".  I tried to explain my analysis to the issue but she then said, "Why would you want to do that?"

I will try to make a long (and probably boring) story short but it seems as though Cora didn't really want me in the way.  So I exited the kitchen.

Now, over the years I have developed a pretty good 'passive aggresive' attitude.  The key word here is 'attitude'.  Obviously Cora was not pleased.  She beckoned me back into the kitchen and extended her hand toward me.  It was almost like an invitation to a handshake but Cora had no intention of shaking my hand.

Instead she literally 'towed' me into our living room.  It turns out that one of her hairbrushes and the Spencer paddle were already in that room.  I was supposed to receive a spanking from an incident that had occurred the previous week, but as sometimes happens the spanking just never happened.

This time, it certainly was going to happen.  Cora grabbed her hairbrush and sat in the middle of our couch.  She even moved a pillow into the position my head was soon to be resting.  (Cora is so considerate; she wanted my head to be comfortable while she was making another part of my anatomy anything but comfortable!)

Without her asking, I dropped the pants I was wearing and layed down in the time honored OTK position, my bare bottom awaiting her hairbrush.  I didn't have long to wait and rather than using her hand to start things off, I felt the signature slap of her hairbrush.  And she was not holding back. 

Determined to take anything she could dish out, I gritted my teeth as her beginning swats began to sink in.  Yeow!  She was really laying it on.  She continued to spank me on and on.  This was not going to be a quickie spanking.

As we have shared in previous posts, we like to have music playing throughout our house.  Sunday nights the local NPR station plays blues music the entire evening.  At some point during the spanking I noticed that the song playing was 'Hip Shakin' Momma'.  The irony was not lost of either of us and Cora's cadence sped up to synchronize as she was playing the role of 'Hip Spankin' Momma'!

Needless to say I was on fire.  And I am sure Cora was seeing my backside radiate its own ring of fire.  Thankfully the next song on their playlist had a slower tempo and Cora slowed down to match.

I don't know how long Cora was applying that hairbrush but it must have been at least through two songs and perhaps more.  Probably anywhere from 5 to 10 minutes.  Suddenly, it stopped and Cora mentioned that her arm had tired.  I think this may have been the first time that has happened.  Apparently I was saved from the possibility of being on the receiving end of the Spencer Paddle.  And the way Cora was spanking with her hairbrush, I can only imagine what she would have done with the paddle.

We finally got up and Cora inspected her 'handiwork'.  We then retired to the kitchen to resume dinner preparations.  We talked about how the spanking had deflated our stress and how good it felt for both of us.  This morning I am still feeling the sting of my spanking but besides being sore, its a very nice reminder.

Then Cora did something unexpected.  She turned around and bent down, presenting her (rather lovely) Derriere to me.  It didn't take but an instant to figure out what she was doing.  So I responded by kneeling down and planting a kiss on her backside.  This was a perfect conclusion to her discipline session and really provided perfect 'closure'.

A while back Ms. Deirdre of the (sadly) now inactive blog, 'Spanking My Husband', came up with a phrase that I have used many times.  It fits so perfectly here that I can't resist stating it again.  The act of Cora presenting her Derriere was her expressing an erotic act of her dominance over me.  And when I actually knelt down and kissed her, I was expressing myself through an erotic act of my submission to her.

It was symbolic of the roles we chose to live our lives through this relationship.  Its why our relationship just gets better and better and why we are so much in love with each other.

Out Of The Blue

I am sure that many of you are also members of 'FetLife'.  If you join some of the groups that they feature, you get an e-Mail notification whenever a new topic is started within the group.  Yesterday, I received one such notification in the group 'F/M Spanking' that was called 'Out of the Blue'.

Upon checking it out (the title captured my curiosity for some reason) I found a short piece that spoke of the author serving his Lady coffee only to have her grab him and pull him over her knee for a nice OTK spanking.  He further asked if, "Any of you guys have a woman as sweet as this?"

Naturally, I had to post a reply as I do have a woman as sweet. 

Later in the day, I was at the kitchen sink.  I don't remember what I was doing but suddenly I felt a tug on my pants as Cora bared my bottom.  She then delivered a volley of hand spanks.  It was rather delicious (as her handspankings can be) and I leaned forward, providing her with a better target, hopefully encouraging her to continue. 

But all too soon, she stopped.  Never-the-less, it was a really nice spanking from my own very sweet Lady.  Out of the Blue!  Apparently for no other reason than my bottom must have appeared inviting.

Later that evening, I was chatting with a friend on the computer. Cora called for me to come into the kitchen. Naturally I complied, curious as to what she wanted. Much to my surprise she rather forcefully guided me to our table and bent me over it. Again I felt a tug on my pants and soon I was again bare bottomed. 

Cora then grabbed her leather paddle from the rack and began to apply it rather liberally to my upturned backside.  She paddled away for a couple of minutes or so then let me up.  Needless to say, I was experiencing a nice glow as a result of her spanking. 

I asked,  "What was that for?"  She replied that I had neglected to take the towels that she had layed on the banister on the stairway that goes down to our laundry room.  "You make several trips down there and left the towels on the banister", she explained. 

OK, I now know her intentions about the towels.  I don't think she ever explained her expectations before.  I will remember in the future.

Or did she just set me up because she wanted to spank me again?  Either way she is indeed a very Sweet Lady.   I hope she spanks me 'Out of the Blue' again soon.  Spontaneous spankings are the best.  And as was said at the end of the FetLife post, "I'm so lucky to have her in my life".  It goes for me, too!