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Without doubt one of the most effective and traditional methods for applying discipline is the good old-fashioned, bare-bottom, over-the-knee application of a stout wooden hairbrush. The combination of the humiliating position and the fiery sting of the brush can often bring tears to the eyes of even the most arrogant male - especially when the backs of the thighs are included in the target area! Most who encounter the dreaded hairbrush will go to considerable lengths to avoid a repeat performance.
We appear to be a little bit thin on ladies in this establishment..
Robert is a very lucky man and I think he should feel very lucky to have you as his partner and mentor...
He should also feel comfortable with You allowing other males to be disciplined by You because you are both part of this society!!

Posted by:
Terry |
March 04, 2010 at 08:50 AM


My New Back Door Only, Policy
Yesterday, as I was calmly reading a novel, my husband was whimpering, standing in the corner, with a bottom that must have felt like it was on fire. I had just delivered 40 very hard whacks otk, to his nude backside. I utilized my favorite implement ,the wooden bath brush. After an hour of reading, I was about to give him another dose of the brush, but I noticed that he was fully aroused. A punishment spanking usually means no sex for him, so I allow him only to pleasure me with his tongue and he dare not release or else. His type A personality, with his pompous arrogance and cranky rudeness is why he is being punished. But this time, to make his punishment more meaningful, I decided that he was not going to be rewarded with even the scent of my pussy. He has always said, just the scent of my essence makes him hard . So I slowly and with an exaggerated flourish, lowered my panties and lifted my dress and placing my hands on the spanking chair, I exposed my backside to him. He was beaming from ear to ear. But I surprised him. I informed him that he was to pleasure me via my rectum, using only his tongue and nose. This was so he would learn to be more humble. To my surprise I had a fantastic orgasm. Also to my surprise he was even more aroused. So denying him made his punishment more effective. So over my lap again he went and this time I moved his torso higher and I gave him another 40 whacks. The newer position created an easier target to the tender backs of his thighs. I had to shush him several times, because he was yelping so loudly . After another hour of sobbing in the corner, I allowed Mr. ego to give me some more delightful back door slurping and munching. Afterwards he received another 40 swats which made him bawl like a baby. Ahh ! Now that’s what I wanted to achieve. The arrogance was completely drained from him. Oh my, and his poor bottom was turning every color in the rainbow. As I gave it a closer look, I could feel the heat from it on my face. He emoted contriteness and this pleased me very much. So later after another hour in the corner, we went to dinner. I chose a restaurant with high tables and armless wooden chairs. He said his bottom felt like it was going to explode. I smiled and made sure that his elbows were off the table, so that his tenderized bottom felt the full pressure from the hard wooden chair. It is such a turn on, for me to see him squirm in his seat. It made me so juicy that later that night, I had him visit my back door again. I experienced another explosive orgasm. This rear door only, policy is a new discipline tool for me to use on him. It’s so convenient for me. Sex without the mess ! How great is that?. So naturally, this morning I had him lapping away, back there again and unfortunately for him, I’ve decided that is all he is going to get for at least a week. Hopefully, he will achieve a modicum of humility from this punishment.
In the mean time,
lucky me.! Linda


Posted by:
robert |
March 03, 2010 at 01:41 PM


A "real" blistering
Using an oak fraternity paddle L administered forty
horrendous whacks to the backs of my thighs. When disciplining me , she usually aims primarily for the sit spot of my bare butt. But she was livid with anger, and was swinging that paddle, aiming for my most sensitive parts. She was using a two handed grip, to make each splat of the paddle , excruciatingly painful. Unbeknownst to me she over heard me talking on the phone to a friend about getting in nine holes of golf in the early afternoon. And I like an idiot said the following “ I’ll try to make it, but my wife’s monthly friend is visiting and she is really bitchy as always.” When I hung up I turned around and saw that she was holding the ¾ inch thick paddle, and slapping it against the palm of her hand. With her teeth tightly clenched, she said: “I’m going to bring a new meaning to the word bitchy, and also to the words, severe paddling”


Posted by:
robert |
March 01, 2010 at 12:47 PM

“I deserve each of the 60 swats,
("plus" more) that I am about to receive with my frat paddle, because I’m an arrogant, insensitive, condescending bully.” Writing these lines 125 times,was only a part of the punishment,that L administered to me one morning. I got into an argument the night before with my idiot brother-in-law over politics at a family gathering. He’s not educated and I completely deflated him with facts and I was not very gentle doing it. I relished making him seem like a fool. I’ve done this many times and L has punished me severely each time for doing so but, I never seem to learn. She was just livid. She waited until the next morning to deal with me. She wanted me to fearfully anticipate the swats, so, she wanted me to underline “plus more” in red ink for each line. I finished the first 25 lines and handed them to her . I then dropped my pjs and underwear and bent over the arm of the couch. Now L is a former tennis instructor and very proficient delivering two- handed ferocious swats with this oak paddle on my bare bottom. Numbness doesn’t occur because she accurately places each swat in a new area so the stinging pain is constant. After 15 excruciating whacks, she had me sit on a bristlely door mat which further inflamed my tenderized butt. I wrote 25 more lines and assumed again the position. 15 more swats and the pain was indescribable. Blisters appeared on my butt and I saw her wipe some blood off the paddle using my underwear. She commanded me to continue writing while sitting on the horrible rug. I wrote more lines and then received 15 more horrendous blistering swats. More lines and then more swats . While I was writing L calmly painted her toe nails, cleared up her e-mails and drank a glass of Pinot Grigio-Santa Margheritta , -nothing but the best for my lovely lady. She made some phone calls and while she was talking, I handed her some lines and she motioned for me to get over the arm of the couch. She then said into the phone “ Marilyn can I put you on hold for a moment, ok? “ She then pressed the hold button and then picked up the paddle and delivered another 15 brutal whacks. She motioned for me to continue writing and “shooshed” me as she picked up the phone and calmly said, totally ignoring my whimpering: “Yes I have that catalogue right in front of me. It’s on page 39 “I finished the 125 lines and received the 60 whacks. My bottom was throbbing. It felt as if it was going to explode. I was sitting on the rug and Linda came over and sat on my lap and kissed me passionately. Without smiling she said: You know very well this has happened too many times. I’ve punished you severely many times and it hasn’t seemed to have done any good. I want to make sure that this punishment is not another exercise in futility. Do you agree !” I answered: Yes! “A sharp tongue is like a knife. Your words really took away my brother’s dignity” With that she gave me another long passionate kiss. I was starting to get aroused , when she abruptly said to me: I’m sorry honey, but it’s time to get to the “Plus More” part of your punishment. I turned white with fright and started to beg “no, no” and she clucked her tongue telling me “too many times dear , we need to make this a memorable paddling. She had me get up and assume the position and I was soon bawling like a baby after 30 continuous solid splattering whacks. She only stopped because her arms were getting tired. I spent the next 2 hours standing in the corner while she calmly read her latest novel and took a cat nap on the Lazy-Boy. I was whimpering the whole first hour. This was indeed a memorable paddling. Our next family gathering was a month later and while I was dressing for the occasion ,I saw L’s reflection in my mirror .She was holding the frat paddle.“I think you need a reminder about how to behave tonight , sooo assume the position .” I dropped my underwear and lay over the wooden bench at the foot of the bed. She administered 15 two hand whacks and told me to remain there while she sat down. While my bottom was aflame, She applied her makeup meticulously totally ignoring my sobbing. I’m just resting my arm honey,you still need a strong reminder of how to act tonight. God help you if you misbehave.” She then gave me 15 more very hard swats with the oak paddle. It took me awhile to compose myself and later when we were at the party, my brother-in-law started with his b@#$%$% and Linda arched an eyebrow toward me and I just smiled and squirmed in my seat trying to find a comfortable position. The continuous pulsating in my behind had made that impossible. Linda blew a kiss to me and later at home, she rewarded me in bed. Lucky me.Robert

Yesterday I was doing 40 minutes of corner time with a blistered bottom from our bath brush as my wife gave her self a bubble bath and a pedicure.She was totally oblivious to my sobbing. My bottom felt as if were going to explode and I turned white with fright as she announced sternly "assume the position!". My jaw dropped even further as I saw that she was holding my fraternity paddle.
Lucky me !robert
This is really the ONLY method of correction my wife employs on me. She feels no other is adequate or proper, and I certainly agree. As I look at the graphic, I feel quite at home. However, my lovely wife requires a few more acts of contrition than this:
1. Beforehand, my colon and rectum must be cleansed thoroughly with several enemas. I must repeat them until the return in the toilet is crystal clear. She requires that i do this alone, but often starts our session with a large volume, high-hung enema to make sure i am perfectly clean.
2. My anus and rectum are stretched and lubricated with her fingers--first one, then two and then three at at time. She only uses Ponds cold cream to lubricate me, and the scent of it drives me crazy with erotic energy. Often a dildo is employed.
3. I am required to wear black, thigh high stockings, a garter belt, panties and a short skirt. Upon instruction, i hike the skirt up over my waist and slowly pull the panties down to my knees. She often refers to me with feminine pronouns during this time.
4. I must ASK to be spanked, and thank her sincerely once it is over. This demonstrates not only my submission to-- but alsmo my complicity with-- my punishment.
5. At the end of this, she inevitably is aroused and eagerly fucks me up my ass with a double dildo.
6. Afterwards, when she has thoroughly satisfied herself, she allows me a hand release which either she or I provide. The eruption is utterly explosive. She makes me clean it up.
7. After all is clean, she then inserts a large, uncomfortable butt in my anus, and i am required not to disturb it for at least 12 hours, to remind me of my submissive status, and the punishment i have received.
8. She is talking lately about (and threatening to) inviting her sister, Mary, to one or more of our sessions. I think she senses that I am very attracted to Mary, and would be mortified to be so emasculated in front of her. In fact, I am sure, she will require that I ASK mary to provide or repeat many of these humiliations. They are horribly embarrassing as it is--alone with my wife. I will DIE if Mary ever sees or participates in it.
Our men/boys are just little spoiled boys in mens bodies. The drawing tell the truth or better yet the tail of the tape. They squirm, kick, wiggle and carry on so. Like the male in the drawing. We are the structure and the control in their lives. They came to us and pleaded for ys to take charge and bring them stability and direction. So spank away! Blister those naughty bare bottoms. Queen Janet and Her man/boy william.

Posted by:
Queen Janet |
December 17, 2009 at 09:54 PM

For very grievous offenses, L employs a detention punishment for one solid week.
Several times a day, It can consist of writing lines, as many as 1000, kneeling on uncooked round beans for an hour or kneeling with my arms extended to my side for 15 minute intervals ,for as much as two hours. Detention is very painful but it is invariably accompanied by the dictum of no sex for the whole week, which is the worst of punishments. She doesn’t even allow me to service her with my tongue. Even worse when I’m kneeling in pain , she parades around the house in filmy negligee, as further punishment because it invariably arouse me.
Seeing me struggle in pain , fully inflated , she gets really very moist. So she often places her hand by her precious treasure and carries her essence to my nose and lips. Her marvelous aroma makes me crazy with lust. And she knows it and LOL. Yesterday, when I was writing lines, she spread her scent to my nose and lips three different times driving me crazy. She was cackling , like a witch.
Lucky Me Robert

my wife used to put me over her knee many a time unfortunately i have no one to keep me in line any more
GRUNGINESS
I have a tendency to get grungy every now end then. Being semi retired I don’t shower
or shave for a few days at a time. Unfortunately for me this is one of Linda’s pet peeves.
One morning while I was in our garden checking on my tomatoes, she opened the rear door and catching my immediate attention, she motioned for me to come back inside. She then informed me that I looked and smelled terribly. And since this was the third time that I had let myself go this month, she was now about to give me the mother of all blisterings. She was dressed to the nines and was about to attend one of her charity functions just over the border in a neighboring state. She wore a short black dress which enhanced her lovely long legs and accentuated every one of her sexy curves. I noticed that she had the wooden bath brush in her hand as she sat on a kitchen chair. She folded back her dress and motioned for me to drop my shorts and underwear and get over her lap. As I did so she raised her right leg and locked me in place. She then brought down the bath brush with tremendous force, swinging from way above her head and locked her leg tightly, firmly holding me in place. Instead of 40, she administered 60 horrendous whacks. Ignoring my yelps and pleas she delivered each swat with powerful accuracy. Afterward as I was sobbing and catching my breath, she told me that I was to clean my self up and type the following lines 1000 times: “My lack of personal hygiene is an unforgivable insult to my wife Linda and I deserve more than just two blisterings for an appropriate punishment” She was staying over night at the hotel where the function was being held. So she wanted me to E-mail each page of 25 lines to her so she could periodically check my progress by utilizing her cell phone or lap top. To prevent me from cheating and cutting and pasting ,I was to number each line and change the wording for each page. So while I was typing and forwarding each page to her, she would e-mail back with the new wording she wanted for the next 25 lines. Such as: “An unforgivable insult to my partner of XX years” She changed the wording for each page 40 times. 40 X25= 1000 lines. I was typing for over 10 hours.
She made changes while listening to a lecture ,while attending a luncheon and even at dinner with her friends .After informing me of the new wording at bed time from her hotel bed , she quipped : “ Only 400 more lines to go dear.” On the trip back home while her friends were driving her back, she e-mailed new wording for me from her cell phone. Her friends teased her about how often we two lovebirds communicated during such a short visit. She arrived home about 6 pm that night just as I had e-mailed the last 25 lines to her. I greeted her with a kiss and she was really happy to see me and complimented me on the promptness in which I delivered to her the lines . After another long and passionate kiss she said : “You smell nice honey. But unfortunately you have a date with the cane.” I soon found myself bent over the arm of the living room couch as she delivered 60 of the best to my nude bottom. Later as I was standing in the corner in our bedroom with my striped , throbbing bottom, she printed out all 40 pages of the typewritten lines, stapled them together and mounted them on a small bulletin board, behind our bedroom door. She then took out her lipstick and wrote diagonally the word “GRUNGINESS” on the top paper. She wanted me to look at these papers on a daily basis to remind me of what will happen if I start stinking again. For the next three days she allowed me to only give her oral sex. On the fourth day she gave in to normal sex. Naturally she was on top


My man/boy is placed OTK on a regular basis in my home. I rule and he obeys. No questioning or resistance. He requires a strong and firm hand with a heavy wooden hairbrush. I make sure he feels his discipline for several days after is spanking. I employ plenty of corner time for serious reflection. I also believe in internal cleansing. I have several enema bags with a variety of tips to properly clean him out and at the same time relax him after a good OTK blistering. It works to keep him obedient and reminds him of my total loving control of his personal body servant life. Janet, DWC. practitioner.

Posted by:
Queen Janet |
September 10, 2009 at 01:15 PM

I cannot believe that you are showing signs of regret in having a lady that loves you enough to soundly spank you to improve your inabilities.... I would be so happy to have such a lady to improve me and prevent my inadequacies....
Writing An Essay & Sitting On A Sore Bottom.
After a full force blistering otk , Linda sometimes has me write an essay enumerating the reasons why my bottom was scorched and how the offenses effect our relationship. I must write while sitting on a prickly rug, causing excruciating pain to my throbbing tenderized bottom. I can use Google to collect information to inspire me. But typing while fidgeting due to a throbbing bottom is very difficult . She expects me to learn the cause and effects of my actions, which she believes are motivated by my tremendous ego. Being a former
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