Ninth Blogiversary

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.

Ludwig's Belting

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!

Kaelah's Corner (Dec 2016): Happy New Year!

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!