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I just read from someone on the net (famous guy, can't name him on here) that these online-communities - or friends should not really considered being like some kind of expanded family. Since we're all "ghosts" and not real.
Couldn't help but cracking my brain over that one.
So we are NOT REAL? lol... sure if you put it that way, as in fb-friends are no real friends and twitter is just the same thing... Of COURSE real people in your every day life go over online aquaintances, don't they?
Cause they are THERE and Real. You can touch them, feel them, talk to them face to face. But at the same time that would mean our little community here is all just fake. Make-believe and phony.
Do you feel like you only met phony people on here?
Cause I don't. I DO know many on here - personally and through skype and there is a bond. Not quite a faimily bond, that's clear, but we DO have a connection and an understanding. Especially when it comes to our fantasies and kink.
Many members on here are too shy to go out and meet some real person for personal reasons. But that doesn't necesasarily mean you don't have friends around the world, does it? It's just different kind of friends.
But to me they are all very precious and of value. Everybody I'm in touch with - good or bad - leaves a footprint in my life. It depends on how large that footprint is - due to circumstances. But if you try real hard, you can find and have friends for a lifetime. Which is mostlikely not that easy to find in "real life"
Just some random thoughts I had to get out of my system.
Happy Thanksgiving to all the Americans!
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Hey, Grandpa, what’s for supper?
Well, we got turkey bones, and boar’s hair bristles,
Cold, congealed fat and lots of gristle,
We got squirrel butt stew and sparrow feet,
Buzzard wings and road-kill meat.
We got soured milk in a rusty pail,
And leftover beans from the county jail.
There’s a half of a doughnut that somebody bit,
And the last three bites of a banana split.
There’s a buttermilk slurry of discarded slaw
That you can eat with a spoon
Or suck up through a straw.
There’s slimy lettuce, ranch dressing, too,
And cow’s eye soup with a boiled shoe.
We got scoops of lard straight out of the box,
Boiled goat tongues and fried horse cocks.
There’s an out-of-date carton of old cottage cheese,
A few chicken necks and gopher knees.
To wash it all down, we’ve got straight castor bean oil,
And some day-old coffee that we can re-boil.
We’ll all dig in once the Lord has been thanked—
And if you don’t want to eat, you’ll have to be spanked.
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Die Strafe kommt von meinem Herrchen, wofür war die eig. Martin??? :P
hmm man weiß es nicht so genau.... aber mein Martin war wieder soooooo süß zu mir und hat mir wieder was gebastelt *-*
Ein wunderschönes schmales Paddle hab ich bekommen und dazu noch Minzöl und Desinfektionsmittel zur Nachbehandlung von meinem roten Po *-*
DAAAAAAANKE dafür mein Großer
eure Lilly ^^
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Happy Thanksgiving Everyone, Enjoy Yourselves, Stay Safe Out There, And Please Don't Drink And Drive!
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Hope everyone of you enjoy your thanksgiving holiday, and thank you to everyone that inboxed me and commented on my last blog peace and blessings to you all on this holiday! xoxoxo
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Although I do not yet know you I am here to find you. No this is not some Michael Buble knock off line. I know there is someone very special created just for me as I was for her. Please do not hold it against me that I picked the wrong one the first time around. Don't think there is any regret in me either. I learn from my life experiences and move ever forward. My profile describes a lot. There is a lot left unsaid. If you like what you see so far please message or friend me so I do not miss finding you. This is a very large site with many members. If interested do not leave our meeting to serendipity. I was raised to be a gentleman and pursue a lady but I give my word I will not think any less of you as a lady if you simply say hi and give me a chance to introduce myself. I am eager to find you and I will know you when I do. I have always been a one woman man and although I may not have experience with very many women I am positive I know what I am looking for. Do not mistake me for a man with a lack of experience in the realm of being a man for my woman. I know how to build a woman as well as break her when necessary. You will be treated with the highest regard until you earn otherwise. I am not devoid of bedroom games involving our common fantasies around the reason we are both here but understand there will be clear differences between the two. If you are still interested please help me find you faster. Have we not both wasted enough time in our lives as it is?
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My wife sitting there on a straight back chair in her black leather pants waiting to give me a spanking over her knees was so exciting.
I had never felt this kind of erection before and so wanted her to take me over her knees and feel the soft black leather against my bare skin.
You are going to be a very sorry young man by the time I get through spanking you, but when you act like a naughty little boy I am going to punish you like one my wife scolded.
Stand on my right side she then said and I walked over to eher she wanted with my pants and underwear around my ankles.
My wife sat up straight and put the hairbrush in her lap.
She reached out and took my hand restraints, put the on my wrists and locked them in front of me.
I started to dread what was comming, but I knew I needed and deserved the hard spanking I was going to recieve.
My wife picked up her hairbrush and looked at me with a stern look.
Over my knees young man.
Yes maam I said and layed myself over my wifes leather clad knees.
I could feel my erection rubbing against her left thigh and felt very embarassed about it.
My wife ajusted my position over her knees and then reached down and secured my hand reastraints around on of the chairs legs.
Now laying there over my wifes leather clad knnes there was nothing I could do to prevent her from giving my my well deserved spanking and I soon felt the cool surface of her wooden hairbrush on my bare bottom.
let this be a lesson to you young man my wife said and started spanking me very hard.
I heard the impact of her wooden hairbrush on my bare bottom and a second after I felt a roaring pain.
Then another impact and the pain intensified even more.
I tried to catch my breath, but I had a hard time taking the hard spanking my wife was giving me.
My wife spanked me hard and fast.
The wooden hairbrush stung like never before and I was soon kicking legs in agony.
My wife was very determined to teach me a lesson and kept the spanks comming very fast and hard.
Left cheek, right cheek, left cheek, right cheek.
I was getting a very hard spanking and had to fight hard to keep from begging her to stop allready and I knew I still had the bathbrush and cane to deal with.
After what seemed like forever my wife put her hairbrush down and started lecturing me about my behavior and added some hard hand spanks with it.
I apologized and promised never to do it again, but I knew I was not going anywhere until I had been thoroughly spanked and I knew that ment I was going to be sobbing before my punishment would end.
My wife picked up the cane then and gave me a very hard spanking with it and soon I had tears forming in my eyes.
I begged and yelled for her not to spank me anymore, but she paid no attention to it and kept spanking me.
After a very hard doze to my sitspots my wife got the result she wanted.
Tears was running down my face and I was crying loudly.
It seems like I am getting through to you young man my wife said in a stern voice and put the cane down.
Now it is time to finish your spanking off young man my wife said and picked up the wooden bathbrush.
She brought the bathbrush down hard on my red and sore bottom and really gave me a blistering, that reduced me to a sobbing little boy over her knees.
I just layed there limb over her leather clad knees, sobbing and took every smack she gave me with the bathbrush.
Finally she stopped my spanking, put down the bathbrush and unlucked my hand restraints.
Stand up young man she said and when I did I cpuld see big staines of precum on her black leather pants, where my erection had rubbed against as she spanked me.
Very embarassed I stood in front of her and thanked her for punishing me and apologizing for my naughty behavior.
Go stand in the corner young man and think about the consequenses of your naughty behavior.
Keep your hands at your side at all timed and DO NOT rub your bottom.
If I as much as hear a word form you or you dare touch your bottom, you will go straight back over my knees.
Is that understood young man my wife said?
Yes maam I said and hurried to the corner and burried my head in shame.
I was given 15 minutes of cornertime and had stopped crying be the time my wife allowed me to turn around.
How does you bottom feel she asked?
I sat down and it did not feel to bad.
It is okay, not so much pain and not as bad as I expected I said.
My wife stood up from the sofa where she had been sitting and walked over to the straight back chair again.
Not as bad as you expected she said in a very stern voice?
Well let us change that right away she said and sat down on the chair again.
No please I tried to say, but she had a very determined look on her face and I knew I was going baxk over her knees.
My wife picked up the cane and took me over her leather clad knees again and gave me a hard and thorough caning on my bare bottom.
But as my hands now were free I kept reaching back to protect my bottom and at some point she got mad.
Get up young man my wife scolded.
I did as she told me and she put my hand restraints back on me.
I was told to get over her knees again and she locked them around the leg of the chair.
Now she picked up the bathbrush and started spanking me with it, but because she had given me a good hard caning before, my bottom had gotten numb and I could not really feel the smacks she was giving me.
How does this feel like young man my wife asked and gave me some very hard smacks.
I was being kind of sassy at the time and I said the wrong thing.
I can hardly feel them was my reply.
Oh boy that was not the reply she wanted and I felt her left hand tightend around my hips.
You can hardly feel them she said in an angry voice.
Well let us make sure you can feel them from now on them she scolded and put more force into her smacks and speeded up the intensity of my spanking.
I sure felt every smack from that point and before long, she had reduced me to a sobbing little boy again.
I begged and sobbed, but my wife would hear none of it and kept spanking me very hard with the bathbrush.
I felt pain like never before and before my wife finally stopped my spanking I was bawling my eyes out, begging and promissing to be a good boy.
Have you had enough young my wife asked and through my tears I said that I had and apologized for being sassy to her.
Good now stand up she said and unlocked my hand restraints.
I did and jumped around from one foot to another to ease the pain in my bottom.
Back in the corner young man and keep your hands at you side my wife said.
The chair and my implements will remain here until I say you can come out of the corner.
I WILL not hesitate to put you back over my knees if you touch your bottom young man.
Is that understood my wife asked in a stern voice?
Yes maam I said and went to the corner still sobbing like a naughty little boy.
I stood there until I had stopped crying and then I was told that my punishment was over.
My wife went to the bathroom and got some cold cream to rub into my crimson red and swollen bottom.
I had purple and black bruises on my bottom and had to sleep on my stomack for 2 whole days, because of the pain in my bottom.
I got the spanking I deserved and needed and even though I still have bruises a week later, I love my wife for giving me what I crave.
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One day last week my wife came home from work early and caught me playing with her spanking implements and her black leather pants.
I was soo embarassed and did not know what to say as she stood there looking at me and what I was doing.
She just shook her head and told me to put the things away and said nothing more about it.
Standing there I had expected her to give me a proper and hard spanking on the spot, but she let it slide at that point and went on with her tasks and did some e-mailing.
I thought that I had gotten away with being naughty and had forgotten all about my bad behavior, until last friday.
Going out to do some things and some shopping with my wife that friday I saw her put her black leather pants on and got a feeling in my stomack, that she had not forgotten.
I say that because when she wears her black leather pants, I very often end up getting a spanking at the end of the day.
I wondered and was getting a little excited, thinking about what could happen later that evening.
When we came home we made a nice dinner and relaxed a little, before I had to go and hang up some laundry.
When I was finished I sat in the sofa and looked through the news on the web.
My wife had then gone to the bathroom and she was gone for a long time, so I decided to go and see what she was doing.
I found her standing in the shower cleaning the tiles with clohrine.
She had taken her black leather pants of so she would not stain them and was standing in a pair of sweat pants.
I went back into the livingroom and hoped that she would put the leather pants back on before she came back into the livingroom.
She did not and I felt a little disappointed, because I sooo wanted to be spanked over her leather clad knees.
She did some texting and sent some e-mails while watching an awardshow and as time went by, I gave up hope that I would get my bottom spanked that night.
When around ten at night my wife put herphone down and stood up.
She went to the dining table and pulled out a straight back chair.
Placing the chair in the middle of the room she looked at me with determination in her eyes.
Go and get my leather pants and my ankle boots young man my wife said very calm and the words sent shivers through my spine and made me get an instant erection.
I always get a spanking when my wife calls me young man and I got up trying not to show her my hard erection as I passed her on the way to the bathroom.
I got her leather pants and ankle boots, came back into the livingroom, where she was standing by the chair and gave them to her.
My wife sat down on the chair and put her black leather pants on.
Standing there in front of her was thrilling and very exciting and I was totally unable to do anything about the huge bulge in my pants.
She put her ankle boots on and stood up towering over me and looked me straight in the eyes.
Do not think I have forgotten about last week young man she said and stood with her hands on her hips.
You were a very nauhgty boy last week and it is time for me to teach you a lesson young man my wife scolded.
Go and get my hairbrush, the bathbrush and my cane young man she said and pointed to our bedroom.
Oh and do remember to bring your hand restraints, I want you to feel every smack I am going to give you.
Yes maam I said, blushing and went to fetch the implements I was told to bring.
As I came back my wife had closed the door to the hallway and made my naughty spot ready for cornertime.
She then sat down on the straight back chair making her black leather pants swish and creak as she founf the perfect position to deliver an over the knee spanking.
I was then told to stand in front of her and did as I was told.
The excitement was enourmous and my erection was hard to miss for my wife, but since this is not the first time she has spanked me, she has gotten used to it.
What were you thinking young man my wife said in a stern voice?
I have told you time and time again, that you are not to play with my leather pants and still I keep catching you doing it.
What am I suppossed to do about that young man my wife asked?
I do not know I whispered in a low voice, feeling very embarassed and blushing deep red.
Well I do know young man my wife said, picked up her wooden hairbrush and tapped her leat hand a couple of times.
You have been a very naughty young man and you are going to get a good hard bare bottom spanking over my knees until I am sure you will NEVER do it again.
Is that understood young man?
Yes maam I said getting even more excited.
Put your hands on your head, while I prepare you for your spanking young man my wife said and I obeyed her.
I then felt my wife unbuckle my pants and pull them down to my ankles. Very embarassed and excited about the situation, my erection was about to escape my underwear and I could not even look at my wife as she was preparing me for my spanking.
She then put her fingers into the elastic waistband of my underwear and pulled then down to my pants around my ankles.
I felt drops of precum dripping on the floor as I stood there naked from the waist down.
Feelings of humiliation and embarasment rolled over me at I stood there in front of my wife, obviesly excited about the spanking I was about to recieve.
It seems like you are looking forward to this spanking young man my wife said on touched my hard erection.
Well enjoy it while you can, because it will go away very quickly when I start spanking you with my hairbrush.
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We would like to take just a moment to say from all of us here at True Home DD to everyone here a happy and wonderful Thanks Giving and a happy and wonderful holiday season.
Also we would like to say to all of our service men and women both at Home and Serving Abroad Thank you for your service and have a safe and happy holiday season and happy Thanks giving, We are thinking of you and have you in our thoughts
Until later, Be Well, Spank hard, See ya
Lordikai and the Whole True Home DD Family
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Hello to everyone here. I'm new here, but not exactly inexperienced.
I'm lurking, watching and learning about the exploits of all our regular posters and must say I find many of you fun and interesting.
I've made friend requests of a couple of you and hope to soon chat.
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Trying to stay calm, I am about to receive my first discipline spanking. I am scared to death. I have always looked at it as a negative thing. Growing up I wasn't spanked but when I was in trouble my parents emotionally alienated me, I hated myself because I knew I let them down and couldn't talk to them because they ignored me. My top has my complete trust, which is the only reason I am ok with this. But I can't help but be scared and feel like he's mad at me, like he's hitting me because he wants to hurt me. I know I know better than that but convincing myself after a lifetime of hurt feelings is making it difficult to accept. He will be here as soon as he gets off work and i'm already fighting tears, partly because I feel bad for doing wrong, but also because I know that despite the trust we have built, at the time of the spanking, I will take it personally and feel the hurt on a deeper level than just skin. The more painful it is the more i'll wonder if what i did was so extremely awful that he has to hit me to get even. I will take it and hope that when its over he doesn't hate me, god knows I already hate myself. At the same time, I am embarrassed because i know I will turn into a blubbering mess during the spanking and don't want to appear weak. I am a very strong minded person in my life, I am the one my family goes to with their problems. I am the strong one, and now I am about to allow myself to be weak in front of another person. It's a conflict in itself. I want him to see me as strong too, but I fear what the spanking will reduce me to. Despite all of this I am going through with it anyway, hoping that it strengthens our trust in each other rather than destroy it. That said, taking the plunge, wish me luck!
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Perhaps it's just me, but most of the videos being posted leave me bored to tears. For a start, lots of them are repeat postings, but also there seems to be very little imagination being shown. Some of them do manage to be interesting (maybe one in twenty), but the majority are not. So, is it just me? I'd love to hear from others.
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I don't usually have a desire to spanked by a man but damn when I do it comes on strong. While I have a strong preference towards woman sometimes on rare occasions I wish a tall strong man would toss me over his knee. I use to have a friend, a real bear of a human being, that my girlfriend knew and was comfortable with giving me a spanking when I needed/wanted it. Unfortunately for me we now live a couple of states apart.
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I won't have internet access for a few days. Family emergency that I must attend to. Don't worry if you don't hear from me for a bit. I'll be back as soon as I can.
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………….……. Winslow Homer
I didn’t know what I was going to do this Thanksgiving, so I thought I would do something different. I thought I would just say what I felt about giving thanks.
I’ve always felt that the least important person, to me, in the world is me. (Trust me, I don’t have low self-esteem.) And the most important person in the world is everybody else.
I always felt that it’s not so important that I give thanks for what I have, but it’s more important to be thankful for what I can give.
Not everyone can give monetary things, and that’s OK. Give your kindness, your love, your gentleness, your thoughtfulness, your mindfulness. Give all the important things that money can’t buy. Give your wisdom and support to those that need it so much. Give your understanding to those that seem confused. Give your heart, give your soul, give your mind. Give a hug, give a smile. Give a word of encouragement. Give your truth. Give thanks by giving back. Give what matters.
I am grateful for what this earth, this life, this community has given me, and I hope that I’ve been able to give back just a little.
So today I give my thanks that I am able to give back.
Have the best day. C
[Note: I had a choice between two quotes to use for this blog. Being an admirer of Tecumseh I also chose his quote. And while I understand that some may feel it is a bit harsh, I feel it’s the truth. Truth won out, as it always should.]
When you arise in the morning, give thanks for the morning light. Give thanks for your life and strength. Give thanks for your food and for the joy of living. And if perchance you see no reason for giving thanks, rest assure the fault is in yourself.
………….……. Chief Tecumseh
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Its 6:13 am and I still have not slept from when I first woke up yesterday. I don’t understand it, I mean I am wide awake. The fact is my heart is truly sad right now, for a lot of reasons, and I guess my body is reacting to my mental pain. I guess I just hit the point at which I’m just too sad to give a dam what happens next. I am tired of crying but I can’t stop. I know to some of you that may be a sign of weakness, but I use to be the strongest person I know. Florida has really fucked my everything up. I have stayed here longer than I should have trying to keep my daughter happy, trying to make this shit work, but mentally its breaking me down. I am so tired of struggling here, and going through the changes I have to go through just to make it. I miss my family sooooo bad. My youngest daughter really don’t care I think, because all she cares about is the friendships and relationships she has here, but I am suffering, because I am a bit selfless, and I tell myself over and over again…you got to start doing what makes you happy because if I don’t change something, I think I’m gone to die because my heart hurts so bad, I’m smoking constantly and the more I try to stop the more I smoke. I haven’t been eating much and I haven’t really been living since I been in Florida. I keep telling myself I just have 6 more months of school, that I can make it until then, but I don’t know if I can. I’ve lived in my new place for about 4 months now, and I’ve only been in my living room about 4 times. I usually stay in my room, unless I go shopping or on appointments. I mean I come out to bathe, cook and clean too, but I come back to my room. My classes are online, so school keeps me occupied, but far as life, I haven’t been living. People are always asking to take me out and stuff, but I swear all I want right now is to see my family, get my daughter to understand this can’t work anymore. I don’t want her to hate me for leaving Florida, but I’ve tried to make this shit work, but it’s not. Its soo fucken lonely out here. I’m too skeptical to let anyone take me out, and I’m really hurt. My heart is hurting, and here it is the day before thanksgiving and I don’t even want to cook, because I thought I would be cooking for my family, and it looks like I have to accept now, that this is another year I won’t be seeing my family, unless I say fuk something else and just go! I just feel so far away….mentally, physically and I’m doing my best to keep a cool head, mend my heart, and try not to do anything rash, but I just don’t know anymore…..sorry if this blog bothers anyone. Maybe if I look hard enough I can find something to help me sleep. I think I'm going to die sometimes, from a broken heart, if thats even remotely possible? I'm just so sad right now, and I dont have anyone to talk too, I just dont know what to do.
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well... while resigning from my job was completely justified... i allowed myself to lose my temper and resign on bad terms.... quite depressed the past day or two...
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So I have been thinking that I really need a real spanking ,I am not talking about self spanking ,I want someone who lives in my area where I can get to know them and they can be like a mentor and help keep me in line because it's something I really need ,not to play around but serious discipline !
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I have recording a LOT of MP3's centering around, of course, SPANKING!
These are wonderful to do as I can let my imagination run wild!
I am enjoying doing the School Spanking Series and the first one is called:
Sent to the Principals Office
You have been misbehaving and I call you up in the front of the class. I am annoyed with your disruptive behavior and tell you to stand in the corner. I dismiss everyone but you and inform you that you will be going to the principal’s office.You have never been there but oh yes; you have heard the rumors about what happens! You did see the tears on Jenny’s face when she came back to class didn’t you? I have written a note to, Miss Fenely, (the principal) and you will be paying her a visit!
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Since tomorrow is often a travel day, let's start early.
American is a young country relatively speaking so while we can't go too far back in history, we do have Thanksgiving, a celebration uniquely ours. The story simply told is that on the first Thanksgiving some of the country's earliest colonists celebrated the survival of that beginning settlement with a harvest feast. They invited the local Indians who taught them much and helped them get a foothold. Every year since, we've been getting together with family and friends to express our gratitude for what we have, be it a lot or a little. Macy's has a parade and Santa Claus officially comes to town. The women cook and exchange recipes. The men watch football. The children sit at a table all their own, "the kid's table" most of remember from days of old along with those finger tracing turkeys we made in school.
Just for fun and to get in the spirit of things let's celebrate with songs that say thanks. Here are two from me, the first with a bit of international flavor and the second very much American:
!. "Danka Shoen" - Dame Shirley Bassey
(Dame Shirley who was born in Cardiff, Wales is probably most noted for her famous rendition of "Goldfinger." Here it is from her 1974 appearance in London's Robert Albert Hall,
2. "Thanks for the Memory" - Bob Hope and Shirley Ross
You don't get much more American than this,
If you can't think of a song, just adapt one for today. Twist the title a bit like, "I Just Called to Say I Thank You." *groan* Actually, you can give any number of examples of giving thanks in popular culture such as Scarlett O'Hara on her knees at Tara, "I'll never be hungry again." Okay, that one's a stretch but this is supposed to be fun and that's the whole point.
If you still can't think of one, that's okay, too. Enjoy the selections of others and leave a memory of your own like the year Aunt Millie dropped the turkey and the dog got it. At this point, Uncle Hank grabbed the dog and said, "Just wash it off!" But that's a whole other story...
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