Kaelah's Corner (Jun 2019): A Birthday Spanking

I think this is the first post that contains a picture from a spanking (or, rather, showing the results of a spanking) in a long time! The reason for my spanking was simple – it was my birthday. Nonetheless, the spanking came to me as a surprise. Because until then my birthday had been a very normal day. No special celebration (we did that on a later day), just the normal time schedule and duties.

But in the evening, when the kids were in bed, Ludwig suddenly surprised me with the announcement that I still had a birthday spanking to come. "Wait a moment, why do YOU get a birthday present when it's MY birthday?" I asked. "Since I am a switch, I could give you a birthday spanking on my birthday like most tops do, couldn't I?" Of course, Ludwig thought I couldn't, and my protest had been only half-hearted, anyway.

So my pants came down and I got over Ludwig's knee. I realised that I'm really getting old, because it becomes more and more important to me (and it is harder and harder to make it possible) to find a comfortable position during a spanking. It's enough to have my bottom hurting, I don't need my hands and my back to hurt as well!

Ludwig started with moderate slaps. After all, I am so old now (and he, too) that he needed to save some power and energy for a crescendo at the end of what was about to become a long birthday spanking! But Ludwig insisted that I should count out aloud, otherwise he wasn't willing to take the strokes into account for the final tally. So I did.

"Hey, that's still lots of fun!" Ludwig exclaimed. I, already aching under the strokes which were by now getting harder, replied: "Well, at least one of us is having fun!" - "I suppose my hand will hurt by the end, though." Ludwig mused. For some reason I didn't manage to feel sorry for him.

Ludwig had a good pace for the spanking, giving me enough time to catch my breath in between the strokes. Which was nice, since I struggled with the pain. But I managed to count all strokes aloud and after a crescendo we finally hit the end. Well, almost. Because I couldn't resist asking: "And what about one to grow?" Of course Ludwig didn't want me to miss out on that one. And since chances of me growing are rather low given my age (instead I'm already shrinking), he gave me not one, but two additional strokes.

After I had been allowed to stand up again, I immediately touched my bottom and asked Ludwig whether the marks were quite visible. He told me that my bottom was very red indeed und so we spontaneously decided to take a few pictures. We did not invest as much time on that as we used to when we were still without kids and not so tired in the evening. But we have enough experience by now with finding positions and angles which we like. And so here it is, the picture from my birthday spanking - for you to enjoy! It's quite obvious from the marks that Ludwig is right-handed, right?

Kaelah's Corner (May 2019): Saying It Aloud

Again, it has been quite some time since my last post. The reason is that we were not only very busy, but there weren't really any kinky thoughts or events to write about. Until recently. So here is my slightly belated Kaelah's Corner post.

A few days ago, Ludwig and I visited a (non-kinky) party, where we met several old friends of mine. One of them was accompanied by his new girlfriend, a teacher. They were flirting and joking, which was lovely to watch.

When my old friend was teasing her, his girlfriend all of a sudden turned on her serious teacher voice and said: "Be careful, I can be strict, too, you know." My friend looked at her and replied: "Oh, sorry, I'm not so much into that kind of harder stuff." He turned his head to me and asked jokingly: "But maybe that would be something for you, huh?" Before I could answer, Ludwig replied: "Of course. Why do you think she married me?" Everyone at the table had a good laugh.

On our way home, it occurred to me that I might indeed have told that particular friend of mine about my kink years ago. I'm not sure, though. But at least two other friends who were sitting at our table, too, know about it.

The great thing is that neither Ludwig nor I care about that question nowadays. Those who do know about out special preferences can deal with it, and for the others Ludwig's comment was just good fun. Ludwig and I both like making jokes like that, enjoying the knowledge that there is more behind a comment than others might imagine.

How about you? Do you like joking about kink in vanilla environments? Or do you prefer avoiding the topic? I'd love to hear about your thoughts in the comment section!