Our First Spanking Party in Germany (Part 2): Introducing the Cane

This is the second part of our report about our first spanking party in Germany. You can find part 1 here. As in the first post, Fenris's comments are bold and Ludwig's italic.

Fenris: Of course I was eager to play with my kinky mates and I was very glad that Kaelah took the lead and asked me if I wanted to try out some canes. I know that Kaelah and Ludwig have a very intimate relationship and was afraid to cause an embarrassing situation. I did not want them to play with me just out of politeness so I just waited and gave them the possibility to back out and just enjoy the evening without playing with me.

I have to say I was very honoured that Fenris had asked us (he would have been okay with being topped from Ludwig, too, but Ludwig let me do the honours since both Fenris and he aren't really into M/M fantasies) to introduce him to a more intense spanking session and to the cane. Trust is a very important part of my kink and being trusted like this made me very happy.

Fenris: Even while just going upstairs I felt great. As I totally trusted them, I was sure that my first real experience was going to be a good one. As Kaelah said, I am not into M/M, but getting topped by Ludwig would have been totally ok for me. I was glad we were in a booth with a curtain, a public play would have been a bit overwhelming for the first time.

[Ludwig: I am not phobic about M/M play, but neither do I get anywhere as much out of it as I get out of M/F (or F/M, for that matter). So I was happy to leave all the fun to Kaelah, who would appreciate it more.]

We had brought a bag with almost all of our toys and I began trying them out on Fenris while he bent over a couch. We started over the clothes since I wasn't sure whether Fenris felt comfortable pulling his trousers or his underpants down. Fenris looked like a kid in a candy store and eagerly tried out all the various implements.

Fenris was also game for a back whipping and so I secured him with a chain that was hanging down from the ceiling and whipped him with different floggers and whips. Of course I couldn't resist introducing him to our mean little rubber flogger, too. I really got into a flow, while Ludwig was watching us, well aware of the glee in my eyes. I alternated between forehand and backhand (after all, I had to make sure that both sides of Fenris's back got equal attention), happy to realise that my aim was good both ways. After he got a taste of how the rubber flogger feels like, Fenris exclaimed: “This one is really mean. Now I understand much better what Ludwig went through in the football bet clip.”

After the back whipping we gave Fenris a break and Ludwig showed him how to handle a cane. I was the training object. Of course I couldn't restrain myself (I am an exhibitionist after all) and so I asked Ludwig to make his final stroke really hard to show Fenris how such a stroke looks like for real. Then it was Fenris's turn to handle a cane. He had never caned anyone before, but proved to be a natural talent with a good aim.

[Ludwig: It had been some time since I had last used a cane, so initially, I was a bit rusty myself. As well as that, I always emphasise that everyone has their own caning technique, so I encouraged Fenris to treat my demonstration and the hints I gave him as suggestions, rather than as a strict: "This is how it's done!" Some people prefer to use a strong wrist flick (as I do), while others find that keeping the wrist stable and using only their arm to generate pace comes more naturally to them. Some people like to stand very upright while they swing the cane, while others (like me) have an almost martial arts-like stance. Whatever your style is, the important thing is that you feel comfortable and confident and that your aim is accurate.]

Fenris: Actually, I felt much more insecure when it was my turn to use the cane. I identify as a switch and felt extremely honored that Kaelah let me top her. I would have been more than happy to get topped by Kaelah and did not expect her to let me top her. Actually, this was the first time I held an implement in my hand (by the way, I bought my first cane at the party, a peeled straight junior cane). Kaelah and I have a very similar kink and I valued her trust but was afraid I could do something wrong and actually hurt her. It may sound strange but if you always dreamed about something, you sometimes just do not expect the mundane problems that suddenly arise. Where should I hit? With how much force? I was glad that Ludwig was my mentor and I just tried to imitate what he did.

[Ludwig: I can relate very well to Fenris's initial insecurities. Despite the fact that most of my spanking fantasies were "toppy" ones, I had made my first practical experiences with spanking on the bottom side, because I felt I should know what that is like before I topped anyone myself. And when I did first play as a top, I felt more insecure than during my first play as a bottom! I think it comes with the responsibility you feel as a top. As a bottom, your role is a much more (though not entirely) passive one. When you are topping, on the other hand, you are the one wielding the implement(s), and you are responsible for the bottom's well-being and safety. That can be quite overwhelming for a novice. Fenris needn't have worried, though, because he was making rather a good job of it right away.]

After that, I was tied to the ceiling and received a double back whipping from Ludwig and Fenris. Being whipped with two floggers was a very enjoyable experience. The two guys proved to be a good team. Of course we took a picture of the results, as we had done with Fenris, too. Then it was time for a break. Ludwig and Fenris went downstairs and got us some refreshing non-alcoholic drinks (I am sure you have heard of the important rule “Don't drink and spank.”).

Being refreshed, Fenris was up for a second round. Ludwig wasn't in the mood for being on the receiving end of a spanking, thus he preferred to be an observer only this time. I was a bit more self-confident now, having gained a good feeling for Fenris's limits. Fenris had also told me that he was comfortable being spanked with his pants being pulled down (he had already bared his bottom in order to get some pictures of his marks).

[Ludwig: If there is one thing I regret about that particular party, it's the fact that I did not play on the bottom side at all. I considered it, but I had been feeling a bit ill that day, all day long - had it not been for our plans to visit the spanking party, I probably would not have left the house at all. So I decided against trying out a few strokes on the bottom side as well, which was probably wiser. The downside was that I felt like I did not "fully" participate in the event. And I did feel a bit left out at times, because it was Kaelah and Fenris who got most of the action, while I was only joining in as a top occasionally. Nonetheless, it was an enjoyable evening for me as well, and the next time we played with Fenris, I felt better and fully took part in the action myself.]

First we started with some more backwhipping, though. But then I cheerfully told Fenris: “Well, drop your pants, then, young man, and bend over.” For this final part of Fenris's initiation I had decided to give him 12 cane strokes. I went a bit harder this time, pushing Fenris's limits. Thinking back to my very first spanking experience I knew that he wanted a “real” initiation and some marks to show afterwards. Fenris took the strokes very well and so I decided to put him up for one more final challenge.

When it was time for the last stroke, I told him that I would like to do this one really hard if he was up for it. Fenris had told us that more severe scenes in spanking films made him feel uncomfortable and I wanted to show him that severe strokes could be okay after a warm-up, being sure from his reactions to the previous strokes that he could take it. Fenris looked a bit scared, but after a moment answered that he would give it a try. So I stepped back, took aim, and brought down the cane really hard. Fenris definitely struggled with the pain, but he was still very brave. I gleefully watched his reactions and waited for him to catch his breath. Then I congratulated him on his first intense caning. Now he definitely had something to show for it, too, a lovely set of dark stripes on his bottom.

Fenris: Reading about Kaelah’s feelings now, more then two years later, makes me relive the moment. I did not realize that Kaelah enjoyed our play as much as I. The caning on the bare was the first time I struggled with the pain.

I remember saying in the midst of the caning „Maybe the abolishment of corporal punishment wasn’t such a bad idea“ to which she replied „Well, it seems to work then“. I was high on endorphins and was a bit proud that my first spanking did include a caning. Kaelah was very good at reading my reactions and waited long enough between the strokes to let the pain fade away until I was ready for the next stroke. After the caning I probably felt like a freemason after his initiation ceremony. I had experienced what had occupied my mind for about twenty years.

[Ludwig: A couple of days later, Fenris wrote us a very nice email in which he thanked us for having helped him to make a dream come true and act out something about which he had fantasised for, literally, decades. It is very gratifying to be part of someone's first BDSM session and know that they've had a great experience. Actually, it is probably one of the best things to come out of this blog, among so many other good things - proof that something as silly as a kinky blog can indeed change people's lives, in a subtle yet real way.]

Kaelah's Corner (Nov 2015): Coming Home

Due to me being still slightly ill, it has been quiet on this blog since LOL Day. Unfortunately, Ludwig couldn't jump in, either. The reason for that is a very good one, though. We have finally decided that it is time to take our relationship to the next step!

That means we are moving in together. And as those among you who have done this before surely know (especially those who lived alone for quite a while before taking that step), merging two households into one requires quite a lot of work. Since I wasn't fit enough to get many things done in the past weeks, Ludwig had to help out a lot. So, lots of vanilla stuff (but really good vanilla stuff), not much time for kink.

Well, at least not much time to practise any kink or write about it. I had a lot of time to fantasize about kinky stuff, though, since I partly was so tired and drained of energy that I couldn't leave my bed for very long. So, lots of time to create stories about errant cadets and strict officers in my head.

As for Ludwig and me, it is wonderful to see what a long way we have come! On LOL Day 2008 I wrote my first-ever comment on this blog and Ludwig became aware of my existence for the very first time. Well, at the time, due to my nickname and its original spelling, he thought I was a German guy with a Turkish background, as he explained in his post about how we became a couple. But I soon convinced him otherwise when I sent him my first e-mail.

So, it all started out with this blog and with a common interest in an erotic kink. And now, seven years later, our life together consists of so much more than spanking. The kink is still there, though, even if its importance has decreased and its focus has changed. In fact, Ludwig is facing the prospect of a severe caning right now. Well, actually he asked for it. And who am I not to oblige to such a nice request?

At first, I have to recover a bit more from the sickness, though. And of course there is still lots of vanilla stuff to be done before our home is as we want it to be. But I am sure we will be able to fit in a caning somehow. After all, it only takes a few minutes, right? Okay, plus the time we need to set up the cameras, shoot the intro, get the lights right and so on. Thinking about it, maybe we should block a day or two...

Global Day(s) of Delurk 2015

Unbelievable, it's that time of the year again! Actually we hadn't planned to be still blogging these days, but we simply don't manage to edit all the final posts and videos which we like to share with you before we leave.

LOL Day, or the Global Day of Delurk, as we call it here on our blog, was invented by Bonnie and is now organised by Hermione. Thank you very much to both of you! It's the day when we thank our silent readers for being there and invite you to say hi if you feel inclined to do so.

I wrote my first-ever comment on this blog on LOL Day 2008 (under my old nickname K'Ehleyr). This was the first contact between Ludwig and me and my starting point as a member of our little kinky community. Less then half a year later, I had made my first erotic spanking experience with Ludwig and we had become a couple. So you can imagine that this occasion has a very special meaning to us.

In the past years we regularly offered to shoot a spanking clip that involved a certain number of strokes depending on the number of comments or a scenario that could be chosen by the readers. This resulted in a few very different clips: 48, A LOL Day Switching, Tit for Tat and Office Discipline.

There won't be a clip this year, though. As I already mentioned, we still have lots of clips to edit which we already shot earlier, like, for instance, my blogiversary birching. Plus, I am not fit at the moment (which is why there haven't been any posts recently) and not up for any spanking activities.

So, instead of any big activities, this year's LOL Day post merely consists of a huge "Thank you!" to all of our readers. And a heartfelt invitation to stop by and say hello, even if there is no additional incentive to do so other than that we would love to hear from you!

Kaelah's Corner: Seeking Out Pain

In my recent Kaelah's Corner post From Bottom to Top I wrote about my change from someone who played only on the bottom side when I started living out my erotic spanking fantasies to someone who usually only prefers the bottom role in explicitly sexual play today and the top role in more formal scenarios. One thing that has changed, too, over the past years, is my relationship with pain.

When I began to play as a bottom, pain of a certain intensity used to turn me on (in the context of erotic spanking). It didn't work when the pain was too strong and when I didn't have any time to get used to it, like, for instance, during our first very severe scene which we made for a video clip. But with pain that started out moderately and became stronger in the end it worked out well.

It seems like I have lost the ability to be turned on by pain during the last years, though. Maybe it has to do with the fact that part of the attraction that kink has for me comes from the feeling of being tough and strong. Maybe that desire was what made the feeling of pain attractive for me because I knew it would make the experience feel real and it would bring me Ludwig's admiration and the admiration of others as well. I also wanted to be able to keep up with Ludwig's admired friends like Niki Flynn and the Mood Pictures and Lupus Pictures models in regard of the severity of the scenes which I had done and my pain threshold.

Maybe the attraction of going through painful scenes ceased when I had the feeling that I had done everything I wanted to do in this regard and that I didn't have anything to prove to anyone anymore. I am not sure whether feeling pain ever was something I wanted intrinsically. Maybe it was only something I needed to go through in order to get the feeling of strength and admiration that I sought out.

And maybe that's why pain doesn't turn me on today anymore. Now that I can feel strong and happy through topping as well, I sometimes really wonder and ask myself why I should be interested in feeling pain? Even the idea of having marks to show around isn't as sexy anymore as it used to be. I've recently done one final severe caning as a bottom which Ludwig and I want to publish as a free video. It was a scenario that we both thought was missing and that we both wanted to do.

But still, for me the creative element was the most attractive part of the caning and the whole experience for me. The pain was simply pain and the marks were nice but my main concern was that they wouldn't take too much time to heal.

It seems like others have experienced similar changes as well. When Adele Haze did a fifty strokes video for the Backlash campaign, she admitted that she hadn't bottomed for more than a year. During the caning it also became clear that nowadays she obviously prefers to experience a kind of pain that is within her comfort zone and makes her feel good rather than pushing her to or even over her boundaries. When Niki Flynn left the scene, it also seemed that she had enough of experiencing pain and couldn't see any reason why she should continue to seek out painful experiences.

So I wonder, are others out there who have made similar experiences? Do you have any explanations? Please share your thoughts in the comment section!

Our First Spanking Party in Germany (Part 1): Meeting Fenris

A week ago, Ludwig and I went to a special spanking event here in Germany, together with our reader and friend Fenris. We are going to tell you more about that soon. But before we do, we would like to write about our very first spanking party in Germany which we already visited two years ago but haven't posted about, yet. At this party, I introduced Fenris to the cane and got a double-topping from Fenris and Ludwig. But let's start from the very beginning.

Ludwig, Fenris and I have decided to write this post together, to give you all the different perspectives. Fenris's comments are bold and Ludwig's italic.

We got to know Fenris through our blog. He started commenting in December 2011. A short time later, Fenris sent us an email which was the start of a regular correspondence.

Fenris: Followers of the blog may have read my comments, although I have been a bit lazy for a while. As Kaelah stated, I started to comment almost 4 years ago but had been a regular reader before that. I have had a fetish for spanking / CP at least since primary school. Of course, long before puberty, I did not know that this strange interest was somehow linked to my sexuality.

I vividly remember how embarrassed I feltwhen there were descriptions of corporal punishment in books we read in school. I was afraid that, if the teacher had asked me to read aloud in class, every single classmate would have spotted the pervert in their midst. Chances are that I am not the only spanko who never thought there might be others with the same interest, let alone a scene or people who actually do "the thing we do". I was about fifteen or sixteen when I got my first internet access and, of course, looked for all things about spanking and CP. This was long before Web 2.0 and blogging. I was probably in my early-20s when I started to realize that there are actually other people with the same interest.

At the end of 2011, I was totally burned out from a very stressful job I had at the time and suffered from depression. Kaelah’s and Ludwig’s as well as other blogs really kept my mind busy with something I could enjoy and I read every single post at the Rohrstockpalast from the very beginning. When I read about Niki Flynn’s book "Dancing with werewolves", I immediately downloaded the kindle version and devoured it voraciously. It was like an awakening. I contacted Kaelah and Ludwig primarily to thank them for their blog and the enjoyment it provided to me.

[Ludwig: I remember clearly when Fenris first wrote to us. Kaelah and I get a lot of mails, but while most people just briefly say "Hi, and thanks for the blog!" or ask me if I can help them get a guest role in a video so that they can cane a spanking model, Fenris sent us a long, personal and highly articulate email. That is rare even for us. I remember thinking right away that this could become an interesting correspondence.]

After a while, we also met a few times for dinner, all in a very vanilla setting (although the topics we talked about weren't vanilla). As you know, Ludwig and I don't play a lot with others and are more interested in chatting. But over time, Fenris turned from a stranger into a friend, and when he asked us whether we would like to go to a spanking party in Germany with him, we happily agreed.

Fenris: I always enjoyed blog posts about spanking parties, especially in the UK. If I remember correctly, I just googled "spanking party" and realized that there are actually parties in Germany. Alone, I could not muster the courage to attend. A party with total strangers can be bad enough, but when something as intimate as BDSM is involved, things are even worse. So I just asked Kaelah and Ludwig, although I hesitated quite a bit, as I did not know whether they actually would like to attend a party with me.

[Ludwig: Truth be told, Kaelah and I aren't eager party-goers. It may sound strange for two people who run a blog and publish videos, but we are both fairly shy individuals, actually. When we meet other spankos, it's usually in smaller groups rather than at a big, "official" event with a crowd of strangers. However, we knew the organisers of this particular party by reputation, and they sounded very nice. Also, we would be going with Fenris, whom we had already met in person. So it all sounded rather pleasant and exciting.]

We didn't know how much we would like to play at such a public event, but we were curious to see how the parties in Germany were compared to the ones which we had visited in the UK and the US. So we chose to go to a Spanking / BDSM / Fetish party which was organised by Yoko and Randy and took place at the BEDO studio in Dortmund. Fenris, Ludwig and I already met before the party at the place where we had decided to stay for the night after. Thus, we could drive to the location together. I felt great, going to a kinky party with two men at my side, my boyfriend and a good friend of ours, both smartly dressed and looking very handsome in their leather jackets.

Fenris: I felt very comfortable in Kaelah’s and Ludwig’s companionship and was actually looking forward to the evening. When we met before the party and I saw the implements they brought (having never seen a cane in real life), my anticipation skyrocketed.

When we arrived at the studio, we were greeted amiably by our hosts and at first took some time to explore the location. The BEDO studio is a rather huge BDSM location consisting of two floors with huge open spaces, lots of equipment and a few differently furnished smaller rooms for more private play. The first difference between this party and, for instance, Shadow Lane could easily be seen. The furniture and equipment of the studio catered to a wide range of BDSM kinks, not only spanking. The party we visited was quite focussed on spanking, but there seems to be a closer connection between spanking and other BDSM activities in Germany than in the UK or the US. Of course we had to try out at least some of the equipment and take a few pictures (the photo quality isn't too good, but I think you get a good impression)!

[Ludwig: Kaelah and I have already noted on several occasions that there is less seclusion between the spanking scene and the "wider" BDSM scene in Germany than in English-speaking countries. It's interesting to speculate about the cultural reasons for this. In any case, there were many locations and devices in this big studio to look at and examine. One was a rather regal chair, so of course, being "Mad King Ludwig", I had to sit on it and have my picture taken. Kaelah loves taking photos and gathering material for the blog on such occasions, she's always planning ahead. Within a couple of minutes, we had enough for three or four future posts. That's German efficiency right there!]

The party started with a very tasty buffet and we had time to get comfortable and also chat with some of the other guests. It was great to meet another reader of our blog in person who had also commented before, der_Wolf. A look around revealed a second difference between this party and the ones which we had visited before. The average age of the guests was much higher. Apart from us there were only very few other people aged younger than 40. But everyone was friendly and having fun, so we didn't care much about the generation gap.

After a strengthening meal, we strolled around the studio again and finally found a semi-secluded place were we settled for some play. Fenris had only made one experience with kinky spanking before and he hadn't tried many implements, yet. This was about to change now.

(To be continued...)

Naughty Adventure in the Alps

A while ago Ludwig and I went on a hiking trip in the Alps. The weather was great and we had an awesome view from the top of the mountain we climbed. To be honest, the 17 km day tour which went about 1,000 meters up and down again brought us to our physical limits.

But that didn't keep us from taking the time to shoot some wonderful pictures of the stunningly beautiful surrounding. Of course we had to include some more explicit ones for your kinky pleasure as well. 

We tried not to be seen but I still hope that no one with binoculars pointed them at us from afar at the wrong time and received a shock... And I hope that you enjoy the outcome of our adventure since I am sure that the view definitely won't shock you!

Informed Spanking

In my recent post From Bottom to Top I wrote about how my experiences as a bottom helped me to grow into the role of a top. In the comments section, both Simon and Gustofur explained how their journey had led them from topping only to being on the receiving end of spankings, too. Simon proposed that his experiences as a bottom in his view also made him a more considerate top.

I have said before that for several reasons I prefer playing with tops who are willing to switch. I don't want to indicate that "pure" tops can't be considerate, but in my opinion having experienced a spanking on the other end of the cane or strap or whatever can indeed be helpful. So, the least I expect from a top is knowledge of what a certain implement feels like and how severe it is compared to others. Of course, that can be learned on a theoretical level only, but in my mind the best way is to try out the implement oneself.

Which is why I was happy to have the chance to try out a birch for the very first time during our Guerilla Filmmaking experience last Sunday, because chances are good that I will administer the one or other birching during the upcoming weekend. After my first experience I told Ludwig: "I certainly won't start too rapidly with this implement." Of course it has to be taken into account that different bottoms have different preferences, pain thresholds and limits. But now I know from personal experience that despite its innocent looks and the rather soft marks that it produces, a birch is definitely on the severe end of implements. Thus I can dish out what I would call an informed birching.

And since I am a very considerate person, I wanted to return the favour and give Ludwig the chance to make the same informative experience. Which is (the only selfless reason) why I suggested that I would try out two or three strokes on him, too, after we had returned home from our video shoot.

Ludwig thought he remembered that he had tried out a birch with one of the professional dominatrices whom he visited when he started living out his kink. But since he wasn't 100 per cent sure and obviously didn't remember how a birching feels like, I insisted that a refresher was a good idea. Plus, it would also allow me to practise how to handle a birch as a top.

Ludwig had a lot of work to do, so when we arrived home, he quickly went back to work. He didn't get much stuff done, though, because I turned up at the door, slapping the birch against the palm of my hand. Ludwig turned around and looked at me questioningly. "Time for our try-out session", I told him.

Ludwig sighed. "Right now?" I nodded. And so he followed me to the bedroom, stepped out of his trousers and underpants and bent over the bed. I didn't have much space to swing, but it turned out that I didn't need to. After the first stroke, Ludwig exclaimed: "Ouch, that fucking thing hurts like hell!" I smiled and replied: "And I haven't even used it with much force. Plus, your first hits came in a much quicker succession when we filmed the clip." With that I added two more strokes, one right after the other. Ludwig jumped up. "Ouch, this thing is horrible! Okay, that's enough of an impression."

He grabbed his pants and got ready to put them on. By now, my inner sadist had been awakened, though. So I grabbed the pants in Ludwig's hands and tried to take them away from him. "You can have them back after ten strokes", I told him. "But you said two or three strokes as a try-out", replied Ludwig, "I am not in the mood for being spanked." He tried to pull his pants out of my hands but I didn't let go. After some moments of struggling (and me maybe mentioning that I had taken a lot more strokes and wanted to have some fun, too), Ludwig gave in.

He went back over the bed and I got to administer seven more strokes accompanied by some beautiful reactions from Ludwig. He also told me when the birch was wrapping around a bit too much or tips of the branches hit the middle crease of his bottom. That seems to be a special problem of that implement because the twigs have different lengths. So the birching really had some learning effects for me, too, aside from the fun. Afterwards Ludwig exclaimed that the birch was almost worse than the cane. Which reassured me that I hadn't been wimpy when I had been on the receiving end.

So, I think we can now both dish out an informed birching, should we get to do so next weekend or some time in the future. And of course I am glad that I could help Ludwig out. I am always ready to selflessly offer him that service. After all, "informed spankings" are very important in my view!