Spanking Theatre

Spanking stories for the theatre between your ears


February 2020

How can I make welts last longer? I want to wake up the morning after a spanking and feel sore

If you’re seeking a harder spanking, you should read this post on Newton’s 2nd Law, and how it pertains to spanking.

For more mass, use a heavier implement, like a thick paddle or wooden hairbrush.

For more acceleration, use something lighter, thinner and stingier, like a cane or a crop, as explained in this post.

But fundamentally, I don’t consider a physical marks and bruises to be the most desirable outcome from a spanking. I believe the aim should be achieving a deep psychological satisfaction, better to wake in the morning with a clear mind and some great memories, than with a sore bottom and a frustrated head.

I know good disciplinarians are very rare. So if you’re not lucky enough to have one, do try exploring by yourself, remember there’s more to a spanking than physical pain, and that every spanking is experienced not by the buttocks, but by the awesomely sophisticated region between your ears…

Are you still accepting confessions I wonder?

My inbox is always open. Though I’m most interested in unexpected confessions. I often receive messages admitting to masturbating too much, or not studying enough. This kind of misbehaviour seems commonplace.

But perhaps you have something naughtier and more adventurous to confess, something like the experiences submitted by these readers.

In which case, I look forward to what you have to say for yourself…

As a Texas girl, all I want is for one of these handsome cowboys to punish me. Bend me over a fence, over a knee. Tie me up. There’s plenty of implements lying around. So many possibilities.

I’ve never written a Western themed story, perhaps I should, it’s such an evocative setting. Maybe it could take place in the wilds of a dusty frontier, populated by outlaws. Or involve a wild filly being skilfully snared by a lasso and taken to the musty old barn to her dress lifted.

Or perhaps something more elegant, as she’s pulled over his knee even on the veranda of a vast ranch estate, as the cicada chorus chirps, and the big pink sun sinks into the wide western horizon…



A spanking story

The schoolgirls wearily traipsed through time.

They’d begun in ancient Assyria, bright-eyed and fizzing with eagerness, gazing upward with wonder at the monumental winged bulls at the entrance to the British Museum. They are called Lamassu, their teacher explained, sixteen tons of alabaster, hewn almost three thousand years ago, and exquisitely sculpted into a fantastical creatures.

These strange beasts had been buried for millennia, as a succession of mighty empires had risen, fought and crumbled on the sands above them. Now a new empire had uncovered and claimed the statues, and its unimaginable modern magic had transported the immense monuments over land and sea to the imperial metropolis of London.

The girls continued meandering through history, passing the spooky sarcophagi and cryptic carvings of ancient Egypt. Onwards to stare at cases of the slightly more comprehensible domestic pottery of ancient Greece. Until finally the grey-skirted stream of girls had ebbed into Roman times, feet scuffing, heels dragging. Behind teacher’s back, yawns were being stifled, and there were outbreaks of sniggering and nudging when artefacts with willies were sighted.

Yet through the dozy fug of her torpor, something nearby caught Jenny’s eye. She stopped and squinted into the brightly lit case as her classmates milled around her. Inside was what looked like a thin leather strap, discoloured black and desiccated by age. Had the object been intact it would have been as long as her forearm, but instead it lay broken in 4 unequal lengths.

Curiosity piqued, her eyes scanned the caption card beside it.

Leather (likely goat hide)  ~140 BC.
Found: Tiburi (now Tivoli), central Italy, 1855.
“Believed to be a flogging whip, intended for the purification and fertility rites of the festival of Lupercalia. Celebrated annually, beginning on the Ides (the 13th) and climaxing on the 15th of February, these purgative rituals held such significance in the Roman calendar that the month of Februarius was named after them. Although Lupercalia was a fertility rite, scholars believe its proximity to the contemporary St Valentine’s Day (the 14th) is purely coincidental.”

Jenny quivered. Recently, she’d become a reluctant expert on the subject of flogging. Only yesterday she’d neglected to do her Latin homework, and been kept behind after school to finish it. School rules were absolutely clear. Any pupil who missed an assignment would complete her work sitting on a sore spanked bottom…

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Hi. I have hypothetical question – what do you think about having D/s relationship (nothing sexual just spankings) with a partner of your best friend (who is not into this). Do you think this could work? Should the friend know? (if it started before dating, don’t like cheaters). On one hand it’s good to keep it private but honesty is something I value, even in fantasy. Or should they know and wonder when and for what you got a spanking? Or maybe even have her as a witness? What do you think?

How much do you want that smacked bottom?

Enough to risk a lifelong friendship?

How you evaluate that risk is your call. I do believe that everyone has a right to sexual privacy, and your desires are no-one else’s business. But it’s also true that your friend is likely to be hurt if they perceive you and their partner consorting behind their back.

You could start talking about kink, sexuality and spanking with your friend. Make it clear what you’d like to experience – and encourage your friend to be candid about their desires too. Perhaps if a putative spanking arrangement involving the partner is not seen as threatening the relationship, it might work.

I know you mentioned your interest in in spanking, and not sexual intercourse, but it’s worth reading this recent article about the emotional complexities of threesomes. How sexual activity with 2 others is actually the most common sexual fantasy. Yet it few are ready for the real-world consequences beyond the imagined ideal. Tread carefully, respect others, and have fun.

What is your preferred way to have your partners’ body hair, more specifically, the hair between their legs?

I encourage those I play with to keep themselves bare and smooth.

A shaved slit is more sensitive, and it provides a continual reminder to its owner that she is subject to my discipline. A reminder felt every time she pulls her panties up or down.

A bare slit also provides a rationale for regular inspections, an opportunity for a disciplinarian to visually confirm that their rules are being followed.

A bare slit reveals more of her arousal. A bare mound provides a greater surface area of sensitive skin to massage with oils, or lick and tease. And when bare, a skilful tongue can explore her soft wet folds unhindered.

I know shaving and waxing takes time, and can be a bit of chore, but that’s also why it can become a regular dedication – a devotion ritual, and a satisfying act of submissive obedience…

When I first started exploring my kinky side, my then-girlfriend (now my Miss!) linked me to Pride And Obedience because she knows I love historical stories and I have a sort of training fantasy (learning positions, being expected to sit a certain way, acting a certain way in front of guests, etc.) It remains my favorite story of yours and your blog has helped me describe the things I’m interested in if I’m too shy or don’t know how to explain something I want!

I’m delighted these stories have helped you.

As I’ve written previously, acceptance and good examples are crucial in establishing and developing sexual confidence.

I know of many people whose erotic journeys that have started through the discovery or sharing of stories.

And each one fills my heart with joy.

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