Kinky Japan Part 1: Pervertible Hotel Facilities

A while ago, Ludwig and I went on a wonderful trip to Japan. We had quite a few kinky adventures there which I want to share with you in a new series of posts. Today's post will be about one of our first discoveries in our hotel rooms.

As you can see, Japanese hotels are well-prepared for kinky guests. Everywhere we found a shoehorn and a shoe brush neatly arranged next to the entrance door or in the wardrobe.

Doesn't that make a spanko at heart feel at home? I wrote about my first experience with a shoehorn as a spanking implement here.

We also tried out one of the shoe brushes. It was the wooden specimen with the plastic frame shown above and it seemed to be quite harmless. But it proved to be rather mean because of the plastic parts at its side. In fact, it left two funny stripes on my skin, almost like cane stripes, as you can see in the picture below.

Okay, maybe not all shoe brushes provided in Japanese hotel rooms are really suitable for a prolonged spanking. But they are fun nonetheless. How about you? Did you ever try out pervertible implements in a hotel room? Feel free to share your experiences in the comment section.

Kaelah's Corner (Apr 2014): Sweet Child of Mine

Recently, I was asked a very interesting question concerning my kink. I am not sure whether all of you are familiar with the concept of our "inner child". For those of you who aren't, here is what Wikipedia says about it: "In popular psychology and analytical psychology, inner child is our childlike aspect. It includes all that we learned and experienced as children, before puberty. The inner child denotes a semi-independent entity subordinate to the waking conscious mind."

Well, I was talking to someone about the things I have experienced and learned in my childhood and how these experiences influence the person I am today. Suddenly I was asked the following question: "In your kink, who are the ones who are spanked and spank, your inner child or the adult part of your personality?" For a moment, I was stunned by that question.

My reply then was that the one who gets spanked certainly is the adult part of me. Because first of all, being spanked is something that is closely related to my sexuality which in my opinion is an adult activity by nature. Secondly, being spanked usually makes me feel strong, a feeling that is connected to being a self-dependent adult in my view. As for spanking others, I had the feeling that this might be partly an adult thing and partly an activity for my inner child, a way to fulfil the wish of the more insecure part of me to "play with the big ones" and be accepted as a leader.

My explanation was accepted unchallenged and so the conversation continued. I realised that the idea of a connection between my inner child which means my childhood experiences and the part of me who wants to be spanked scared me, though. Needless to say, Ludwig and I do not condone the spanking of children - spanking is great as BDSM play between consenting adults, but utterly wrong as an educational measure. Even thinking about my inner child in the context of BDSM felt weird, but the question persisted. Could there be any kind of connection after all? And if so, why would my inner child want to be spanked? Maybe to get rid of a bad conscience. But I was Miss Goody-two-shoes as a child, so there was nothing to regret or feel guilty about. Or maybe a child might want to be spanked in order to get its parents' attention. But my parents were very caring, so there was no need for that, either. Anyway, I didn't like the idea that there might be any connection whatsoever between my inner child and the wish to be spanked.

A while later the conversation came back to the topic of spanking. This time I was asked how the erotic spanking kink will fit into Ludwig's and my lives should we become parents one day. "I guess it will play an even less important role than it does today", I said, "because then we will have even more responsibilities than we already have today." And I added: "I guess it will be something just for the two of us as a couple when the child or children aren't around. A time of adult fun when we can just enjoy things and don't have to be responsible parents." - "Then spanking is an activity for your inner child after all", was the reply.

I hadn't expected that conclusion and needed a moment to think about it. But then it came to me that it might indeed be true. Maybe erotic spanking play is an activity for my inner child, no matter whether I am bottoming or topping. A time during which I can just have fun, just be and just feel. A time when I can let go and don't have to fulfil responsibilities. In that regard, being spanked might be even closer to my inner child than spanking others because I can let go even more in that position. I guess from that perspective it also makes a lot of sense to talk about spanking play. Because that's what erotic spanking is, right? Play. Of course it is an adult game, but still a game.

In the sense explained above a connection between my kink and my inner child feels alright to me. Of course there is one important precondition for that: I can only play this slightly edgy game because I am a responsible, self-reliant adult. I can let myself fall because my inner child can be sure that there is always a strong adult in the background who takes care that she won't get hurt. I would never delegate that responsibility to my play partner(s). Of course I want a person with whom I play to pay attention whether I am okay, especially when I am on the receiving end. I only play with people whom I consider being responsible and safe. But I will always take care of my well-being, too, and make sure that I don't cross any lines. And so my inner child can safely play and have fun on that special adult playground.

What about you? Would you consider your spanking play to be connected rather to the adult part of your personality or to your inner child? I am looking forward to reading your comments!

Kinky Places

Hello everybody, I hope you had a wonderful April so far. Ludwig and I shared a quiet, relaxed time  last week, going for walks, eating outside in the sun, chatting and meditating. There was a bit of kinky activity, too, but not all that much.

During one of our day trips to the countryside, though, we were unexpectedly reminded of our kink when we came across the street sign shown in the picture above. I wouldn't have thought that there was a "Kink Lane" anywhere in Germany! That's not all, though. An internet search revealed that there are several streets in Austria named Kinkweg, too. So the one we stumbled upon isn't even the only one of its kind. And obviously Austria has more people following the kinky path than Germany...

Wouldn't it be funny to live in a city or street with a kink-related name? The idea made me look for more street names and town names in Germany and elsewhere which refer to spanking in one way or another. And there are many of them! Here is a short selection of what I have found:

The first category of street and city names in Germany and Austria referring to kink contains words that mean spank, hit or beat. Here we have, for instance, Kloppenburg ("Beating Castle"), Schlagenweg ("Hitting Lane") and, my personal favourite, Prügelgasse ("Thrashing Alley").

Then there are the street and city names referring to implements, such as Stockstadt ("Cane City"), Peitschenweg ("Whip Lane") or Rutesheim ("Birch Home"). They all sound like nice places to live in, don't you agree?

The translation of the town name Gertewitz is bit tricky. Literally it could be translated as "Crop Joke" because Witz in German means joke. In this case the ending -witz has a different meaning, though. It's a Slavic suffix for town names indicating that the town is named after its founder or an important person related to the town. So, apparently, there once was a guy named Gerte ("Crop") after whom this town was named.

My personal favourite in the second category is Rohrstock Weg ("Cane Lane"), though. I wouldn't have thought that there was any road by that name! But, of course, it's the Austrians again who have made this possible. Maybe we should move to Austria? I am sure Ludwig would love to live in a lane named after his favourite implement!

There are two more German language names that I found which are related to kink in a slightly different way. The first one is the name of a city in Austria which is called Strengberg ("Strict Mountain"). And the second one is the name of a German island. It is called Rügen, which also happens to be a wonderful old verb meaning "to reprimand". I am not sure how many Germans have that association when visiting Rügen, but I certainly would have.

Of course, German-speaking countries aren't the only ones with kink-related city and street names. There are quite a few Bottom Streets in the US, there is Birchwood near Manchester in England as well as Whippingham on the Isle of Wight. And, finally, New Zealand even has a Spanking Stream! In other words, our kink is everywhere.

How about you? Would you like to live in a place with a kink-related name? Or would you be afraid to blush every time you have to tell someone your address? And have you come across any funny spanking-related street or city names which I haven't mentioned here? Maybe even in languages other than German and English? Please feel free to share your findings in the comment section!

Kaelah's Corner (Mar 2014): Don't Let Me Down

 

Welcome to a very belated edition of Kaelah's Corner. Today I would like to discuss a little observation about my kink that recently crossed my mind. The thing is, I realised that in my kinky fantasies, especially those which are about young midshipmen and naval discipline, a very crucial part that gives me a big thrill is not the punishment itself but the moment when the errant miscreants have to admit their wrongdoing to their mentor.

The interesting thing about that observation is that the idea of not meeting a close person's expectations is one of the most horrible ideas I can think of in real life. Letting someone I love down and – the worst thing of all – making them feel sad is something I fear and something that can cause me a strong feeling of guilt.

Of course, it is not a good idea to always fulfil other people's expectations and needs, even when they are loved ones. Because what it means is that one obviously doesn't really respect one's own needs. Even those who really care for us, like our parents and our mates, try to get their own needs and desires fulfilled in their relationship with us, no matter whether they are aware of it or not. For instance, I think most parents want their children to be successful in life not only for the child's well-being, but also because it makes them feel proud and proves to them that they have done a good job as parents. And a wife who looks after her husband in times of illness surely hopes that he will be thankful and love her all the more afterwards.

Sometimes we want and need the same things as our loved ones and sometimes we want and need different things. If the latter occurs, our needs and limits have to be discussed and compromises found. This can mean that we have to disappoint our loved ones by telling them that we can't give them what they desire from us. Sometimes we simply can't fulfil their expectations.

I'm not good at finding compromises when loved ones want something from me that I can't / am not willing to give. Which doesn't mean that I always do what they want. Quite the contrary, I can become very self-protective and defend my needs and limits harshly (or at least I feel like I am very clear and even harsh; Ludwig often tells me that I don't sound as clear and harsh as I think). But seeing a loved one being sad because of something I have done or am not willing to do makes me feel incredibly guilty and sad.

So, I wonder whether the part of admitting that one has fallen short of a loved one's expectations is so vital in my kinky fantasies because it is something I can't deal with in real life? Maybe incorporating this aspect into my kink has a therapeutic effect? It definitely is something that gives me a huge thrill when developing kinky stories in my head.

At the same time it is something which I am very reluctant to try for real in my kinky play, not only when it comes to real-life issues. Even in a role-play scenario where I would have to admit a fictional "wrongdoing", the idea is rather scary and I am afraid that it might suddenly feel all too real and horrible instead of thrilling. Maybe I will try it one day, playing a young midshipman. That would be very far from the real me, so I think the chance that it might suddenly feel too real is rather low.

For now I wonder if others have made similar observations. What about you? Does your kink involve any crucial elements which give you a thrill in the context of kink but are related to your deepest fears in real life? If yes, why do you think are these elements incorporated in your kink? I would love to hear your thoughts in the comment section!

Looking for...

These are advertisements for a health campaign here in Germany. For those of you who don't have a clue what is going on, the pictures show people looking for their vaccination record.

But honestly, is that the first thought that crosses your mind when looking at the pictures? I certainly have associations of a very different kind...

A nice collection of good-looking female and male bottoms, isn't it? Oh, and the dog is of course cute, too.

Who says that health campaigns can't be fun and nice to look at?!

Farewell to Prefect

Prefectdt aka Spanked Hortic made his last blog post last Sunday. Blogs constantly come and go in the online spanking community, so I don't usually write a farewell to one. Frankly, with many blogs, I don't even notice their demise. Prefect is an exception, however, and I am dedicating today's post to him.

Prefect's blog was one of the oldest in the online spanking community. Launched in July 2007, it was half a year older than my own, similarly white-bearded web presence. For six years and eight months, Prefect posted continuously, which as I can tell you from personal experience is no easy feat. Content-wise, I loved how Prefect always exuded a sense of fun and enthusiasm about spanking. Some spankos can appear a tad pompous when writing about their very own personal kink and tastes. By contast, I found Prefect's easygoing attitude and self-deprecating humour refreshing. I always found something on his blog that made me smile, whether it was a funny remark on a drawing, one of his "thoughts of the week" or some other amusing little tidbit. I also enjoyed Prefect's Kinky Island Discs series a lot, to which I had the pleasure of contributing an episode.

Last but not least, Prefect was one of the most loyal long-term readers of Rohrstock-Palast. He commented on my very first post back in January 2008 and has been there for every step of the way since. When Kaelah and I invited our readers to make a vote on an upcoming video, he could usually be found on the F/M side (bastard!). Over the years, Prefect left dozens and dozens of comments here. Many more than I had the time to leave on his blog, but I was a regular reader at least.

Kaelah and I were dismayed to learn the news about Prefect's troubles with his eyesight, the main reason for him closing his blog. We are keeping our fingers crossed and hope that the condition will improve or at least not get any worse. And we send him our very best wishes for the future, both in kinky endeavours and non-kinky ones.

Farewell, dear friend!

Kaelah's Corner (Feb 2014): Carnival

(Thomas Rowlandson - Midshipman)

It's carnival! In Germany, carnival is of varying importance depending on the region you live in. In Cologne, Düsseldorf and Mainz, for instance, there is one party after the other, often employees get at least one day off and everyday life comes to a halt for several days. In other cities, like Munich, carnival plays a rather minor role. Still, I have seen people dressed up in costumes in the "village of millions" as well.

I haven't planned any carnival-related activities this year, but I have organized carnival parties with a bunch of female friends for some years. Nobody was forced to dress up, but some of the guests did. And we girls chose a motto beforehand and tailored fitting costumes (or, as in my case, paid someone to do the job). We even coreographed a dance for the party, of course also related to the motto. I have to admit that I don't always feel comfortable in all-female company, but we were a really great gang and being part of a group of similarly dressed up women was a lot of fun!

Which brings me to today's topic: Kink and dressing up. While I am not an avid roleplayer, dressing up and costumes still play an important role in my kink. First of all, I definitely have a uniform fetish! And I like spanking scenes to have at least a slight realistic touch to them which is why I prefer the actors to be dressed properly when watching spanking porn. For instance, I favour a realistic school uniform over the sexy variant with a mini-skirt.

If I could choose one costume that I would like to wear for a spanking scene, it would be an 18th century British Royal Navy uniform as shown in the picture above. It would be great to be either subjected to a caning or back whipping wearing that uniform, or to kiss the gunner's daughter. And of course I wouldn't mind to subject a willing victim to the same treatment. You can even buy realistic looking 18th century navy uniforms in some stores. Unfortunately, these uniforms are extremely expensive, so I have refrained from buying one so far. Well, maybe one day...

How about you? Does dressing up play a role in your kink? What would be your favourite costume if you could choose one? How would the scene for which you would use said costume look like? I look forward to reading about your fantasies in the comment section! For now, I wish you a happy carnival season. Alaaf and helau!