This is the second part of my LOL-Day post (or Global Day of Delurk, as we like to call it on our blog). In yesterday's post I told you why LOL-Day is so special to Ludwig and me. Today I would like to invite you to participate in some creative collaboration if you like.
Ludwig and I often hosted some kind of special event on LOL-Day, like making a custom-made clip that involved a certain number of strokes for each comment or me writing a tailor-made story
which contained phrases that the readers suggested in their comments.
This year unfortunately a LOL-Day clip is out of the question because we
still have several clips we've already shot but not managed to publish,
yet, and because even though my health is much better I don't feel in
the shape for making a spanking clip. And as the custom-made story goes –
I've already collected your word suggestions for one in my blogiversary post.
I've had another idea, though. From the great suggestions I got in the
comments on my blogiversary post, a storyline for my tailor-made story
has already formed in my head. Because of the storyline I'm going
to publish the result on December 6th. There are still a few open
questions, though, and I would like to invite you to share your
preferences concerning one or more of them in the comment section if you
like. Of course I will most probably not be able to include all your
ideas, but I will try to take into consideration as many of them as
I'll give you a bit of information about the scene at
first (not too much, though, the plot is still supposed to be a
surprise). The story will be about an erotic M/F spanking between a
husband and wife. The spanking will consist of two parts and I've
already chosen an implement for the second part which will be more
severe than the first one. It's a playful spanking, but the husband will
use a real incident to make the scene a bit more edgy.
are my questions: The wife is alone at home at first. What could she be
doing when her husband comes home (whatever it is, it would not be the
"reason" for the spanking) and where in the house or around the house
would she be then? Where would you like the spanking to take place?
Where could she bend over for the spanking? Is there any item of
clothing you would like her to wear? What kind of real incident could
the husband refer to (it must be something she wanted to do or achieve
for herself but failed and it should not be too serious). And, finally,
which not-so-severe implement (or maybe the hand) should the first part
of the spanking be with?
If you have any preferences concerning any of these questions, you are very welcome to share them in the
comment section! In addition to that, I will add two strokes to the
wife's tally for every recurring commenter and five for every real
delurker, counting the comments from both LOL-Day posts (only one comment per person, though). If you have a special preference, you can also tell me whether
you would like me to add those strokes to the lighter part or the more
severe part of the spanking.
So, I hope that weren't too many
questions and choices! If you want to add your ideas to the story, all
comments that are made until November 23rd 23:59:59 h German time will
be taken into consideration. Please don't be disappointed if I can't
realise all suggestions, though! And remember, you don't have to answer
any of the questions, you can just say hi, too!
Time has run so fast – it's LOL-Day again! As our long-time readers know, this day is special to us because on LOL-Day 2008 I wrote my first-ever comment on this blog (under my former nickname K'Ehleyr). It was my first-ever comment on any blog and the first time I reached out to other kinksters. Ludwig had started blogging at the beginning of 2008, so that was his first LOL-Day as a blogger, too.
He was very happy to see that he had two genuine delurkers on that day who had never commented on his blog before. Ludwig had a very wrong idea of who I might be, though, because he didn't know where my nickname was from (if you love Star Trek and the Klingons as much as I do, you'll have a better clue than he did). I wrote that I am from Germany, and the name sounded Turkish to Ludwig, so he thought I might be a kinky German male with a Turkish heritage.
His picture changed when I wrote him an email shortly afterwards in which I told him more about me. I remember how nervous and excited I was when I hit the send button for my comment on LOL-Day. I had just recently found out that the fantasies which I had been having my whole life belonged to a kink called erotic spanking which was shared by many other people. Then Ludwig wrote in his next blog post how happy he had been about the lurkers who had taken the plunge and said hello, and I became confident enough to write him a personal email, even though I still felt somehow inadequate because I had no experience with all this.
One email turned into a wonderful email conversation, not only about kink, but about many other topics as well. Around Christmas 2008, I finally found the courage to ask Ludwig whether he would like to meet in person and maybe – if the chemistry turned out to be right – lead me through my first-ever experience with adult erotic spanking.
But not only our kinky journey continued, our journey as a couple did as well. After having been in a long-distance relationship for several years, we're now finally married and live together. As I already wrote in my last post on the occasion of my eighth blogiversary, my interest in spanking (and Ludwig's, too!) has of course decreased after many years of practising my kink. It's not as new and exciting anymore as it was on LOL-Day back in 2008. We are still kinky, though, and we enjoy knowing each other so well now (not only kink-wise) and having become such a great team.
Due to my recent health problems and a medical emergency in our family, this has been our worst year of blogging so far when it comes to the number of posts we published. So, I don't know how many people are still reading our blog and how many silent lurkers are among them. And I have no idea whether anyone who is really new to the world of erotic spanking has found our blog in the recent time.
But if you are out there and ponder whether you should take the plunge and say hello, I would like to wholeheartedly invite you and encourage you to write a comment on this post! It doesn't have to be long and you don't have to share anything you don't feel comfortable sharing.
I remember how scary it was to write my first comment in 2008, but I can tell you that we definitely appreciate hearing from fellow kinksters we haven't talked to before, and especially if you are new to all this. Of course long-time readers (and commenters) are invited to write a comment, too, it's always good to know you are still out there.
Let me end this post by thanking all of you, no matter whether you are a silent lurker or an avid commenter, for reading and accompanying Ludwig and me on our journey! A special thank you goes to Bonnie who invented LOL-Day and thereby brought Ludwig and me together and to Hermione who hosts LOL-Day 2017 and makes sure the tradition continues.
Tomorrow I will publish another LOL-Day post. It will tell you about a fictional spanking story I am currently writing and will give you the chance to participate in the creative process. So, please stay tuned, I would love to hear your creative ideas!
Now it has again been two months since my last post! So, what has happened? First of all, Ludwig and I are well. We went on a little holiday trip to Italy as planned, happy that my health had improved so much. My intention was to write a post right after our return home, but as soon as we had come back from our trip, there was a medical emergency in our family.
That situation kept us extremely busy until now, so much so that we sometimes had to work until late evening or even into the night to get our own stuff done in addition to organising things for our ill family member. Fortunately, the situation has improved, and our loved one was able to return back home a few days ago. Still, permanent help will be needed, and so a lot of organisational stuff remains on our current agenda.
But at least I have found the time to write my long-promised post now! Strictly seen, my blogiversary has already been more than two months ago, but I think it is never too late to celebrate. Looking back, what strikes me the most this year is how much our life has changed since I started blogging with my very first post on the 28th of August 2009.
In the very same year, I had met Ludwig for the first time through this blog, and with him the love of my life. I was obviously a late bloomer, and I very much enjoyed being in love almost like a teenager (plus some more life experience). Starting to explore my kink with Ludwig, I was like a kid in a candy shop. Everything was new and exciting, sometimes scary as well, but definitely worth exploring!
Now, more than eight years later, of course the first thrill and excitement has gone. But, to be honest, I very much enjoy that Ludwig and I have come to know each other so well by now. We've been through good and bad – and we made it together!
My interest in spanking and kinky stuff has decreased, too, but the good thing is that I now know pretty well what I like and what isn't my cup of tea. Things aren't scary anymore.
And while kink isn't as omnipresent anymore as it used to be, I'm far from having become vanilla. Being kinky today is a part of me like being Ludwig's wife, doing the job that I like, caring for my family, enjoying heavy metal and being a grumpy dachshund from time to time. It's not as new and special as it was eight years ago, but it definitely is a part of who I am.
So, I would like to celebrate eight years of kinky blogging with you, and I want to thank all of you who accompanied me throughout this time! I would like to make a little present to you as well. As I have done twice before, once in 2010 and once in 2016, I want to write a tailor-made spanking story for you.
All of you can contribute two words to the story by writing a comment. I'll take those words and try to include all of them in a (hopefully) coherent story. All comments which are written until Tuesday 7th 23:59:59 German time will be taken into account. I'm looking forward to reading your creative choices, and once again I say thank you very much for reading and of course for commenting as well!
It's been a while (more than three month to be precise), but now we're back. In case some of you were wondering (did anyone?) why there haven't been any new posts on this blog until now – here is why: I have been ill for quite a long time, nothing serious but enough to put me out of action. Which means that Ludwig had to take over nearly all the responsibilities we normally share. That's why neither of us was able to write a post, reply to comments and the like.
There have also been changes in our community I didn't manage to comment on. The two most important ones for me: First, Erica Scott quit blogging. And then Pandora Blake announced that due to the mandatory age verification in the Digital Economy Bill she has decided to stop updating Dreams of Spanking and will focus on other tasks instead. You can read her post about that decision here. The clips that already exist can still be viewed (these are the ones featuring Ludwig and me) but there won't be any new content. I find both changes very sad. Even though I didn't find the time anymore to comment a lot, Erica's blog was one of the few I still read regularly. And I loved what Pandora was doing, even so much that Dreams of Spanking was the only professional spanking porn site I ever did a real shoot with (not counting my rather spontaneous guest appearance at the SM Circus).
Well, so at least a few things haven't changed for the better during my absence. At least now I am feeling better and although Ludwig and I still have to make up leeway in many fields, I am positive that there will be regular updates again on this blog from now on.
The first post I am planning to write will be a blogiversary post (now it's eight years already!). Then I will solve the riddle of the marks on my legs which I showed you in this picture. And finally a very interesting discussion was raised by the commenters on my last post. As some of you observed correctly, it was the first time I casually showed my breasts in one of my pictures. So my third post will be on my thoughts about that subject.
For now, I just wanted to tell you that Ludwig and I are still here and explain why we have gone quiet for so long. We will be away for a few days (I definitely need a holiday, now that I am on the mend), but then normal posting will continue.
In my last Kaelah's Corner post, I showed you a picture with some rather heavy strange marks on my bottom and my legs. Today's post will tell you how the marks on my bottom came about. As most of you might have guessed correctly, the marks on my bottom were from a caning. The photos accompanying this post were taken directly after the caning had taken place, so the marks are still fresh.
Ludwig and I had scheduled some intimate time and Ludwig made a comment about how much caning my bottom would turn him on. Since I am rarely in the mood for a caning (especially taking one!) these days, he didn't really expect it to happen, though. As I prepared myself for our private time, it came to me that we hadn't posted any nice pictures showing cane marks in quite a while and that I would love to take some. Which of course meant I would have to take a caning first – a win-win-situation for both Ludwig and me.
So, I turned to the closet that hosts several of our canes and searched for one I liked. If I was willing to take a caning, I at least wanted to get the chance to chose the weapon. I found a rather heavy unpeeled crooked-handled cane and took it out. Since I prefer thud to sting, it seemed to be the right choice for me.
When Ludwig came into our bedroom a short time later, he found me standing there with the cane in my hands. "What's that about?" he asked. I guess since I frequently am in the mood for topping rather than bottoming nowadays, Ludwig has become cautious when he sees me with a cane... He knows that he still has a severe caning coming and maybe he thought I was about to suggest a training session.
explained my thoughts to Ludwig and handed him the cane. As you can
imagine, Ludwig wasn't opposed to the idea of caning me. He quickly took
his chance and the cane from my hands. I was already naked, anyway, so I
just bent over the end of the bed.
We agreed on one dozen strokes. "But not too hard, I am not used to being caned anymore at all!" I told Ludwig. Yes, I still try to top from the bottom. But it's the same with Ludwig, so he doesn't mind. When the first medium severe stroke hit my bottom, I wasn't so sure anymore whether the cane had been the right choice.
While the pain might not have been as stingy as the pain from a whippy peeled cane, it still burned and it went deep into the muscles because of the heaviness of the cane. I shared my observation with Ludwig. Obviously he found it interesting, because he immediately continued testing the effect of the cane. Ouch! I gritted my teeth and hissed and moaned myself through the next strokes. I went on tiptoes, bent my knees and wriggled my bottom in a vain attempt to cope with the nowadays so unfamiliar pain. The strokes weren't too severe, but the pain definitely was enough for me!
When the last stroke came, Ludwig of course had to make that one harder than the previous ones. At that stage I was already sweating. I tried to prepare myself as good as possible for the final stroke and then I heard a swish and a crack and the cane hit target for the last time. It ignited one more line of fire on my rear end and I buckled and wriggled in order to relieve the pain.
Then I took a look in the mirror – and realised that there was still a gap between the strokes on the upper half of my bottom and the ones on the lower half. Plus, except for the last one, the red lines weren't as much visible as I had hoped them to be. With my light skin I tend to get pale red lines only directly after a caning, unless it has been really quite hard. The marks easily turn blue later, though.
A looked at the mirror for a moment and handed the cane back to Ludwig. "The gap needs to be closed and I need some more clearly visible marks," I explained. "Well, it was just twelve strokes, I can't cover your whole bottom with that," Ludwig replied. He then complied with my request and focused his attention on the still white part of my bottom. After a few more strokes, he had managed to close the gap.
The pain was still strong, but it had become bearable since I was warmed up by now. So I was ready to take a few more severe strokes as well to round up the picture so to speak. I figured that since I had already taken so much pain in order to get a nice picture, I could take a bit more. Ludwig remarked something about me being a real masochist, but was of course happy to satisfy my wish. And so he gave me a final bunch (was it six?) of more severe strokes that imprinted clearly visible marks on my now already very red rear end.
I made it through those as well, driven by my declared intention to get the marks that I wanted. I was glad when it was finally over, though. It had been my most intense spanking for quite some time and it had been obvious that I wasn't used to the pain anymore at all. A look in the mirror made up for it, though, because there I saw the marks I had wanted to see. Clearly visible dark red tramlines covering my whole bottom. It seemed that Ludwig was satisfied, too.
And so he picked up the camera and we started taking pictures while the marks were still fresh. The rest of our intimate time was postponed until after the photo session. Watching my marked bottom in the mirror made it very easy for Ludwig to get back into the right mood after the interruption, though!
Now you know how the marks on my bottom came about. I hope you enjoy the pictures which we took. I will tell you more about the marks on my legs – which were from another day – in a separate post. Then I will also tell you whether we went to the public pool while I was still sporting the marks or not.
Ludwig and I are thinking about going swimming this weekend. But, as you can see in the picture above, I'm showing some rather strong marks in very prominent spots. I suppose I would be able to cover those on my bottom, but not the ones on my legs. The marks have faded a bit more since the picture was taken a few days ago, but they are still clearly visible.
So I'm not sure whether I should really go. What would you think if you spotted someone at the pool with that kind of marks? What would you guess where they come from? And to all the spankees: Have you ever gone swimming when you had marks from a spanking? How was it?
The marks in the picture are obviously not completely fresh. I will show you a picture of the fresh marks (or at least a part of them) in another post and I will tell you more about the marks on my inner thighs and address the topic of pushing limits.
Concerning marks I feel that my focus has slightly changed. I still like them (especially fresh ones) in spanking pictures. They show that something visible has happened and they cater to my bravery fetish. When it comes to more severe marks from a scene, though, I realise that I am not so keen on carrying those too often and for too long. They are nice to watch in pictures, but in my everyday life they only make things more complicated. Things like going swimming, for instance...
Today's Kaelah's Corner post will be about a little Bavarian joke. As I already wrote before, Ludwig and I aren't really into face slapping. A few days ago we were told a funny anecdote about traditional Bavarian face slapping, though, which I want to share with you.
It was explained to us that there are three different forms of slaps, jokingly called the Bavarian trinity of education. They are distinguished by the desired result.
First of all, there is the traditional "Watschn". It's supposed to leave a visible hand print on the cheek of the spankee. The second form is the so called "Schelln". That one should have the ears of the spankee ringing for a few minutes. The last and heaviest one is the "Fotzn". After a Fotzn the spankee is supposed to not stand in the place anymore where they did before.
Cute, the Bavarians, aren't they? By the way, Ludwig had never heard this joke before, either. And it is of course a joke, nothing to be tried out for real. As we all know, always play safe!
So, before risking ringing ears from a face slap, better use a cane on the bare bottom. That will have the ears of the spankee ringing, too, but definitely doesn't take the risk of permanent deafness. Quite the contrary, the chances that the spankee will be able to listen better afterwards than they did before are actually quite good! :-)
About a week ago I was very proud that I had managed to write this Kaelah's Corner post so timely and would be able to publish it by the end of February. But then life got very busy again - and I completely forgot to ask Ludwig for a final review and publish the post by the end of the month. And so, Kaelah's Corner is a bit late again. Darn! Oh well, I guess that's life.
Today's post is not about kink, anyway, but about blogging in general and about our politics on this blog specifically. Those who write comments here on our blog might have noticed that the comment moderation function was switched on a while ago and is still active.
The original reason was that we got spam mail which the Blogger system unfortunately didn't recognize as such (the spam wasn't posted with the Anonymous option but from a Blogger account). We even pondered whether the spam was indeed posted by a real person who actually selected fitting posts instead of the usual bot. Nonetheless it was real simple spam, linking to vanilla porn sites or whatever. Our hope was that the spam would stop once the moderation function had been activated for a while and that we could deactivate it again afterwards.
It took some time but since a few weeks we only get the "usual" spam again, so maybe our strategy worked or the spammer stopped for a different reason. Despite of that I have decided to keep the moderation function activated. And I am going to tell you why.
One reason is of course that we still get quite a lot of spam and there is always a risk that Blogger doesn't manage to filter out the one or other spam comment correctly. That's not the main point, though. The main reason is that in contrast to what I believed some years ago, I don't intend to publish every comment people make on this blog anymore.
Now don't worry, I am not talking about polite comments from people who don't agree with me on a certain topic discussed on this blog! Ludwig and I are still of the opinion that it is wonderful when people who have different views on a subject talk with each other instead of about each other (unfortunately the latter is very common today, especially when it comes to political views). Even if all participants keep their original opinion afterwards, they might at least have gained a better understanding of why others have a different point of view.
So, that's not what I am talking about. What has changed, though, is my stance on trolls and how to deal with them. A few years ago, I would have published every comment no matter how insolent they were (as long as the commenter didn't insult one of our readers) and written a serious reply.
First of all I would have given the commenter the benefit of doubt. Maybe he or she got something wrong or wrote a harsh comment because of fear of something, like severe scenes? Some things had scared me, too, as a newbie. Of course I didn't write impolite comments because of that, but maybe the other person simply wasn't so well articulated? And even if the commenter was a real troll, then my serious reply would show them how stupid their comment was and that I didn't reply in the same way. And others who might have similar thoughts or fears as the troll but weren't as dull and impolite might be convinced by my arguments, too.
The problem with this approach: It gives real trolls the attention they seek but definitely don't deserve and can lead to a very long, emotionally exhausting discussion. That's indeed what happened once in a while. Ludwig and I sometimes even took the time to debate with trolls (or at least people who weren't able to hold a decent discussion) on other forums or blogs when a topic was dear to our heart.
As a result, Ludwig was called a "true Teutonic demagogue" when he defended Mood Pictures against the "those monsters abuse defenceless (and maybe kidnapped) girls" faction. I, and subsequently Ludwig, were accused of having taken over a threat on another blog when I questioned the comment of some guy and we didn't manage to stop the resulting verbal exchange in which one false accusation after the other was uttered, giving us the feeling that we had to defend ourselves and set things right.
From today's point of view it all wasn't worth the time and the emotional involvement. Which is why I was glad that the moderation function was enabled when we received several stupid, insulting and even threatening comments over the past months. Instead of bothering with them, I simply hit the delete button and they were gone.
Because as I said, we still love to discuss topics and we still love to hear different views. And it's of course okay when someone is very dedicated to a certain theme or opinion and wholeheartedly fights for his or her belief. But - and this is where my view has changed - this is our blog, our home. And that means it's our rules. These rules are simple: This is a blog for decent people who like to participate in a polite and respectful discussion.
So, for all those who either don't have that ability or don't want to make use of it: Get off my (our) lawn! And to the vast majority of polite people reading and commenting on our blog - please take a seat, have a cup of tea and a cookie and make yourself at home. We love to hear from you and always try to publish your comments as soon as we see them. So please don't be upset should it take a while at timesuntil your comment is published or a reply appears. It doesn't mean we don't like you or don't appreciate your comment, it just means we are currently too busy for any blogging activities.
In my last Kaelah's Corner post I wrote about my idea to make appointments for sex since Ludwig and I have so little spare time left. Today's post is about the incident which brought up the whole topic.
One evening a few weeks ago, Ludwig was in the mood for a bit of intimacy and asked me whether I was up for it, too. I was extremely tired, though, and had to tell him that the time wasn't right for me. But the next day promised to be less busy, so I suggested that this might be the chance to share some quality time together.
It wasn't really an appointment, rather an option we kept in mind. On the next evening, I was indeed much less exhausted, albeit not really in the mood for vanilla sex. Unlike a year ago I didn't let that scare me, though, and just pondered what kind of intimacy I was up for. It came to me that I would enjoy a hot bath together. After that I could cater to Ludwig's needs and maybe be rewarded with a relaxing massage in return.
Ludwig liked the idea and so we took a relaxing, hot bubble bath together. Afterwards we built us a cozy place for the next things to come. Ludwig came over, wearing only a towel around his hips. Which I grabbed and pulled off him. The towel had inspired me to what I would love to do as well.
So I told Ludwig to lay down, stood above his sexy slim body and used the towel on his naked buttocks. Since the towel was almost dry, aiming and controlling it wasn't really easy. So I couldn't hit too hard, but enjoyed myself nonetheless. I have to admit I am not sure about it anymore, but I think I added some handspanks, too.
Afterwards I made sure that Ludwig enjoyed himself, too. To Ludwig's and my own surprise my submissive side popped up during the process. Thus, instead of asking Ludwig for a massage, I started wriggling my bottom at him after I had lay down. And so the day ended with Ludwig grabbing my hair and catering to my needs as well.
As our avid readers know, spare time has become less and less over the past years for Ludwig and me. This affected many aspects of our life, one of them being our sexual and kinky play. Lots of duties and only little time to recharge the batteries means that we now have less time and energy for sex and kinky fun than when we first met in 2009.
That isn't much of a problem for us, though, since we are close to each other on so many levels nowadays that having less erotic time together isn't such a huge loss. Of course, we still desire each other on a sexual level, just less frequently – after a stressful day, a nice dinner and a hot bath together can be the more tempting option!
Still, it can be challenging to find a time when we both have a few hours off, enough energy and are both in the mood for some sexual fun. Which finally brings me to today's topic: It seems to me that making explicit appointments for sex could be a way for us to fix this problem. So this is the theme I would like to discuss today.
Scheduling dates for sex is something which a couple who are friends of ours do. They are still very much in love and still have an active sexual life after many years of marriage. I don't know the details, but I think they have at least one date per week. And it seems to work out very well for them.
If you had asked me about the concept a year or so ago, I would have said that appointments for sex weren't for me, though. Because it would have set me under pressure that I must be in the right mood for sex at a time that was agreed upon previously.
That was not only a problem for me concerning vanilla sex with Ludwig, I had the same problem with kinky events and especially kinky video shoots that involved people other than Ludwig and me. After all, spanking is a very intimate thing for me, too, even if less intimate than vanilla sex. So I was always scared that I might not be in the mood for a kinky scene at the time of the event or shoot, but would have to go through with it nonetheless because the others involved counted on me. Fortunately, that never turned out to be a huge problem, but it was always on my mind.
Today, I am much more relaxed about the concept of scheduled erotic events, not only kink-wise, but also concerning vanilla sex. The reason is that I am not so much caught up in the idea anymore that I have to fulfil other people's expectations.
Concerning appointments for sex, that means those appointments would be made in order to give Ludwig and me both a good time. Nobody can guarantee in advance to be in the mood for sex at a given time. So, having made an appointment between lovers wouldn't mean that either of us would have to deliver a certain performance.
It would only mean that we would set aside time for each other and for being close. And then everything would be possible, but nothing a must. Kinky roleplay, vanilla sex, a handjob for one partner and a nice massage for the other who isn't in the mood for sexual stimulation, cuddling, taking a hot bath together and much more. It would just be a matter of communicating one's mood and one's needs openly and honestly, something which Ludwig and I are really good at.
We spontaneously had a kind of appointment for sex a few weeks ago, which brought up the whole topic I am writing about today. Ludwig was in the mood for sex one evening, but I was much too tired. After thinking for a short moment, I realised that the next day was filled with fewer activities and therefore would be a good day for some intimate time together. So this is what I told Ludwig. And while we didn't really make an appointment by setting a certain time or even agreeing that it would definitely happen, we indeed had a great erotic time together the next day. It involved a spanking, too, so I will write more about it in another post.
I am not sure that I would want to have a regular appointment for intimacy on a certain day of the week at a certain time. But taking a look at possible timeslots for an erotic time together from time to time might indeed be a good idea.
When I contemplated the topic, it came to me that appointments are indeed quite common for spanking play, especially when we are talking about kinky events, group roleplay or play partners who aren't a couple. And I guess many couples plan and schedule more elaborate scenes beforehand, too. After all, for many kinksters, the anticipation is a huge part of the fun!
I suppose that explicit appointments for vanilla sex are less common, though, especially for couples. And at first, the idea sounded much stranger to me than planning and scheduling a kinky scene in advance. Somehow, making a date for vanilla sex only seemed to be necessary for people who want to have sex with someone they are not in a relationship with. But today, I don't find the thought so strange anymore. And I think there could be advantages similar to those of scheduled kinky play, like looking forward to a time of closeness and relaxation. So maybe Ludwig and I will try this out more often in the future.
I would love to hear your thoughts on the topic! Are your kinky scenes scheduled in advance? How about vanilla sex or a mixture of kinky play and vanilla sex? Can you imagine scheduling that in advance, too, or have you actually made experiences with that already? Does it work out? Please feel free to share your thoughts in the comment section.
Today is the ninth blogiversary of Rohrstock-Palast, which I started back in the prehistoric era of 2008. To my horror and amazement, I just discovered that my last post was exactly one year ago - on the eighth blogiversary. Never before has there been such a gap between posts of mine. If it weren't for Kaelah, this blog would be well and truly dead. I suppose we should rename it Kaelah's Rohrstock-Palast.
Obviously, I have not been a very eager blogger this past year, and in the years before when my posts were already pretty rare. I could say that I am very busy with my job and other real-life duties, but that would not be the entire truth. Of course, I could still find at least some free time for blogging - an hour here, an hour there. But blogging can become a job of sorts (it certainly was for me for several years), and I really don't feel like taking on an extra job during what little free time I have at the moment. I just lack the energy and the inspiration for that. Unlike Kaelah, who is much better at multi-tasking, I tend to do things excessively or not at all. Moreover, as I have already said in the past, I've covered almost everything I wanted to write about here, I've done almost every video that was realistically feasible, and there aren't many ideas left that really spark my imagination. Whatever remains to do feels rather like cleaning up and filling in a couple of blanks - worthwhile, but not exactly super-exciting.
That said, it's not like I lost my interest in the blog completely. I still follow everything Kaelah writes, she consults me about almost every post, and I proof-read every one of them. I also still read all the comments. And I can say that my spanking fantasies have become more frequent and more vivid again than they were in the recent past - I guess the absence from the day in, day out job of blogging has helped to re-ignite my kink somewhat. While it probably will never be as existentially important to me again as it was a decade ago when I was a wide-eyed newbie to the spanking community, it's definitely stronger than, say, a year or two ago.
In November 2014, Kaelah and I announced that we would close down the blog the following spring. That was more than two years ago now - so much for things going according to plan! Rest assured, we weren't trying to tease you or play a joke on you. At the time, we really did intend to do precisely what we said we would. But we severely underestimated the time and effort required for the final "firework" of posts and finished videos which we wanted to do, which would have overtaxed us at the best of times - and overtaxed us all the more when our free time became much rarer during the following months and years. Moreover, you know how it is: once you lose touch with any hobby or activity like blogging, it's all the more difficult to get back to a frequent routine.
But enough with the whining and excuses. A blogiversary is a day to celebrate. I am happy that Rohrstock-Palast has made it to the ripe old age (for a blog) of nine years, and I am glad that we still have readers left even though our activity level - mine in particular - has not been great. Thank you for that. Now that we have got to nine, we might as well make the decade complete and go to ten. So you will get to enjoy the blog for at least one more year. And I do sincierely hope and intend to write more again.
There is also the not-so-small matter of editing at least five videos which we have already shot (preview pictures of some of them can be seen in Klingons Do Not Faint!, My First Day At School - On Camera! and A Creative Valentine's Weekend). Some of the material is almost as old as the blog itself, and from that point of view, it's outright ridiculous that it still hasn't been published. But I tell you honestly, it includes the best stuff we have ever filmed, and I want to get it just right. I need inspiration for that, which I haven't had in recent years. Hopefully, I'll have it in 2017. Last but not least, we also have at least one more scene to film. As Kaelah loves to remind me, we are still missing a severe, 50 stroke F/M caning in order to complete our array of videos and restore some balance after several hard caning videos which Kaelah has done as a bottom. I keep telling her that we only have very few fans of F/M stuff and that no one would want to see it, but she is not buying it.
As you can see, we still have some exciting spanking porn masterpieces in the pipeline before we finally say farewell, and I still have a couple of things I would really like to write about. I am not going to give you any schedules or deadlines, because we have done that in the past, and we haven't been able to meet them. I'm taking the George R. R. Martin approach: it'll be done when it's done, I don't know when, but winter is coming. Definitely.
In the meantime, thank you very much for reading and commenting for another year. I'll write more posts than I did last year - that much I can safely promise, I think. Here's to a good kinky season of 2017. Let's see what the future brings.
In my last Kaelah's Corner post, I told you about my final spanking in 2016. As promised, today's post is about the last spanking Ludwig received from me in the past year which took place a few days after mine.
Ludwig's spanking didn't have any premise other than he asking me to give him some pleasure with my hand and / or mouth and me being in a toppy mood and wanting to have some spanking fun first. So, when Ludwig stripped from his clothes, I grabbed his belt, slipped it through the loops of his trousers, double-folded it and playfully slapped it against the palm of my hand.
Ludwig, ready to position himself comfortably on the sofa for a pleasurable time, looked at me questioningly. I grinned and told him that I wanted him to lay down on his stomach first and not on his back, because I wanted a bit of pleasure, too. Ludwig protested half-heartedly, but did what I had asked him to do.
He lay before me stretched over the sofa, presenting his firm naked buttocks for his own belt. His skin had its usual pristine white colour. That was about to change soon, though.
I didn't waste any time with a warm-up, even though I usually love using my hand for a spanking. Instead, I brought down the belt with a loud crack. Ludwig grimaced and let out a gentle moan. He currently has about as little spanking practice as I do and was clearly feeling the pain. Which of course further increased my motivation.
Slowly and methodically I brought the belt down again and again. Not overly hard – I didn't have the intention to leave any lasting black and blue marks – but not really soft, either. Clearly hard enough to keep Ludwig hissing and wriggling. I enjoyed watching his reactions and how he was struggling to get through the belting. Which he, despite his struggling, of course managed to without losing his composure.
When I was done, Ludwig's bottom had a nice red colour and he was reminded how painful things can get when I am in a genuinely toppy mood. It made him ponder whether it had really been a good idea to ask me for a final severe caning which Ludwig wants to do on video for the amusement of the viewers and to make up for the severe canings which I have done as a bottom. Well, I'd say it's too late for these kinds of worries now that I am already looking forward to that scene!
Ludwig's belting was over, though, and I was content. So, I told Ludwig to turn around and we switched to things that definitely provided him with more pleasure than the belting had. The only bad thing about the comfortable position for Ludwig was that I couldn't look at the results of my handiwork (or, rather, beltwork) while making Ludwig hiss and moan again, this time with slightly different sounds!
Welcome to a slightly delayed Kaelah's Corner post. Ludwig and I wish all of you a Happy and Peaceful New Year!
2016 was a good year for us. It was our first year living together and our first year as a married couple. Interestingly, it was probably our least active year so far concerning kink. There are several reasons for this about which I didn't write much on this blog because they aren't kink-related. For a while, we decided not to engage in any kinky play due to medical reasons (nothing bad, but enough not to be in the mood and the physical condition for spanking). Then we were busy as crazy not only with our wedding and moving in together but also with job issues and family responsibilities. That also let us prefer a nice quiet dinner together, a hot bath and a good nap to any more complex spanking scenes.
We didn't miss much, though, because even without lots of spanking and kinky adventures, 2016 provided us with many new and exciting experiences. And close to the end of the year, we finally had two spontaneous little scenes, one of which I would like to share with you today. The first scene, about which I am going to write today, saw me on the receiving end, the second one, which will be covered in a separate post, Ludwig.
So, here we go: My last spanking in 2016 happened after Ludwig and I had eaten dinner together. Ludwig was putting away the dishes and I made one of my usual smart-ass remarks. I can't remember what it was, exactly, Ludwig thinks it was that he should take more stuff in one turn so that the work would be finished faster. Ludwig remarked that I shouldn't always give unsolicited advice to people on how to do things and that he would put away the dishes the way he preferred. To which I replied that the way I suggested was still more efficient then his. Which was, as I might add, a correct observation.
Ludwig came back from the kitchen, took me by the arm to the sofa (without much resistance on my behalf), pulled down my pants and knickers and put me over his lap. Then he began spanking my naked bottom with his hand, while lecturing me that I didn't have to be such a smart-ass all the time. Even though that might not have been the smartest idea given the position I was in, I honestly told Ludwig that I indeed had to be a smart-ass because it was genetic and I couldn't help it. Which is true, my family is full of smart-asses, so there must be some genetic trait. But, as you can see, honesty is even more important for me than cleverness or opportunism. Okay, and maybe I am a masochist who in addition to not minding a nice spanking from time to time doesn't like to be told how to behave... ;-)
While Ludwig appreciated my honesty, he obviously thought that a good spanking couldn't do any harm, anyway. And so he continued slapping my bare backside while I gripped one of the sofa cushions and tried to suck in the pain as best as I could. I am totally out of practice, though, which led to me struggling and yelping a lot despite the fact that the spanking most probably wasn't too hard. Ludwig really didn't need any implement. His hand was fully sufficient to drive his message home. Finally, he decided that I had had enough and let me back up.
Remorsefully, I dropped to my knees. Looking up to Ludwig I apologized sincerely and thanked him for having put me back into my place. … Ummh, okay, well, no, that's not how the scene ended.
Instead I did the following: Since I hadn't been spanked in a while, the first thing I did was rush to the bathroom to take a look at the marks in the mirror. Ludwig told me that the spanking hadn't been very long, so I couldn't expect to see much. My bottom was visibly red, though, and I was satisfied with its look. Ludwig noticed how happy I seemed which he of course interpreted as me being glad to be put back into place. Seeing me satisfied made him happy, too, even though his explanation was of course just wishful thinking (and he would never seriously believe it himself).
Unfortunately, I have no picture of the marks to share with you this time. Maybe next time after my first spanking in 2017 has taken place!
How about you? Was 2016 a year full of spanking fun for you or not? Do you remember your last spanking (received or given) in 2016? You are very welcome to share your memories of the past year in the comment section!
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