Kaelah's Corner (Dec 2020): New Year's Fireworks

I hope you all had happy holidays, despite these unusual and difficult times. 2020 has been a very strange year due to Covid-19. For many people at least here in Germany, New Year's Eve will be different, too. Selling fireworks was banned, and in many places making fireworks won't be allowed, either. The reasons are to prevent accidents, since the emergency rooms in the hospitals are needed for Covid patients, and to prevent big groups of drunk people standing together without wearing masks and keeping enough distance to each other. Furthermore, only two households are allowed to spend the evening together, with a maximum of five adults.

Interestingly, for Ludwig and me, both restrictions don't make much of a difference. Maybe that says something about how boring we have become! Anyway, we are looking forward to a nice dinner in a very small circle. And the restrictions gave me inspiration for a little story:

She stood by the window and looked outside into the dark. It was twelve minutes to midnight. He stepped behind her and took her into his arms. "What's up. You're looking sad. Are you thinking about the parting year? Or maybe about the upcoming one?"

She sighed and shook her head. "No, I was just thinking about how New Year's Eve is so different this year from how it used to be. No friends, just the two of us sitting on the couch all evening, watching TV." She turned her head. "Don't get me wrong, I love to be with you. But New Year's Eve used to be so special – the laughter, the party games, all those crazy things we did together. And then we went upstairs on the roof terrace to watch the fireworks lighting the whole city. All the cracking, whooshing and swishing, and the colours – red and blue and green. I miss that!" She hung her head.

He patted her head and for a moment they stood there in silence. Suddenly he stood up straight, though, and turned her around. "I've got an idea! We might not be allowed to meet all of our friends or to have any fireworks, but I think I will be able to give you some of the things you might be missing!" He took her by the hand and dragged her upstairs. He then sent her to the roof terrace and told her he would come in a minute.

She went outside, wondering what he was up to, and the cool air instantly made her feel better. A minute later he came, holding a notebook in his hand. He put it down on the table in front of her and she saw that he had started a video conference with two of the couples they were friends with. Bill and Macy as well as Steve and Sandra waved at her from their couches. She smiled and waved back.

Suddenly she heard his voice behind her. "Carol is missing you and all the cracking and swooshing and the shining red and blue colours on New Year's Eve," he said to their friends on the monitor. "And so I thought I might give her some of that for a happy start into the new year! - What's the time?" "11:58!" their friends replied in a chorus.
 

"Than it's time to get ready for the fireworks!" he exclaimed and presented a cane he had been hiding behind his back. "Drop your pants, honey!" For a moment she was speechless. She looked at him and then at their friends in disbelief. Suddenly it dawned her – he had chosen two special couples out of their numerous friends. The two whom they knew to be as kinky as them! They had never done any kinky play together, though. Only lately had they started talking about the possibility that they might, maybe, one day ...

Finally she found her voice again. "I don't know ..." she said, suddenly feeling very insecure. "But I do, trust me," she heard his warm, reassuring voice from behind. On the screen she looked into four encouraging and obviously delighted faces. "But the neighbours ..." she started. "... can't see us up here and won't be able to hear us, either – at least if you aren't too vocal," he ended her sentence.

One more time she looked at him and on the screen and with an "Okay, screw it!" she started opening the buttons of the tight jeans she was wearing. As she pulled down her jeans and then her red panties, she realised that her fingers were shaking and her heart was racing. She didn't have much time to think, though, because her friends started shouting the countdown for the new year, while at the same time she felt the cane softly tapping her naked behind. "Ten … nine … eight … seven … six … five … four … three … two … one ... Happy New Year!"

And with those words very special fireworks started to greet the new year. With cracking, whooshing and swishing; and with colours – bright red and a little bit of blue. Together with their friends who were watching with glee! And after that, the funny and crazy games went on – apart from their friends and yet closer and more intimate than they had been before. A promising start into the new year!

With that Ludwig and I wish all of you a wonderful New Year's Eve and a great start into a happy and healthy New Year!

Kaelah's Corner (Nov 2020): An Awful Day

It was an awful day. He sat in the kitchen, totally tired, not having slept well, and drank a cup of coffee that definitely was too thin for his taste. When he looked outside, he saw – absolutely nothing! It was still completely dark, although it was a quarter past seven already, as his watch told him. Time to hurry up. The newspaper hadn't been in the letter box, so his morning ritual was screwed, anyway. He poured away the rest of his coffee, rinsed his cup and put it into the dish washer.

On soft feet he walked through the hall, not wanting to wake his wife, who had been working late shift and had a day off today. He put on his right boot, only to realise that the left one was missing. He searched the whole wardrobe, but couldn't find it. Obviously, the crazy dog had once again taken and hidden one of his shoes. Mumbling curses, he put on his summer shoes instead, knowing that his feet would be extra cold in them. Yep, it definitely was a crappy day!

And it wasn't supposed to get any better. He shuddered when he thought about the extra long meeting with his whole team that lay before him. How much he wanted to get back into bed and cuddle with his wife instead! But of course that wasn't an option, so he put on his warmest coat and hat, grabbed his briefcase and opened the front door.

As he stepped out, he was welcomed by an ice cold breeze and saw that a freezing rain had set in as well. Of course it had, because this was possibly the most f...ed up day ever! He grunted with disgust, grabbed his briefcase harder, pulled his hat deeper into his face and determinedly started his way to the bus stop.

He didn't get very far, though, because before he had even taken a single step down to the front garden, his right foot hit something hard. He looked down and saw – his missing boot! He picked it up. It was freezing cold and much heavier than it used to be. He reached into it, and when he pulled out his hand again, it was filled with chocolate and nuts.

It took him a second to realise what was going on, but then a childlike smile appeared across his face. It was St Nicholas' Day! The last time his boots were filled with chocolate, fruits and nuts on St Nicholas' Day must have been about twenty years ago. But this year, someone apparently had put in a good word for him with St Nicholas – and he already knew who it had been! He put his briefcase aside and carefully carried the boot back into the house.

Well, at least that was what he intended to do, when his gaze fell onto another item lying on the ground. For a moment, he stood rooted to the ground, unable to take his eyes away. He then exhaled, put the boot down again, and reached for his new finding. Cautiously he held it in his hands and curiously looked at it from all sides.

It was indeed a birch! And not a fake one, but a real, heavy, freshly cut birch! He smelled the fresh wood and admired how beautifully the birch was tied with a red ribbon. Never in his life had he held a real birch before, and he was surprised by how heavy it was. Then he saw the little note that stuck in the ribbon. He pulled it out and opened it. It read: "For a nicely naughty boy." Now he felt warm despite the cold air and his thin shoes, and there were butterflies in his stomach.

For a minute, his head was filled with hundreds of pictures and emotions. Then he returned to reality, becoming aware that it still was a working day and that he really had to hurry up now if he didn't want to be late for his meeting. So, he took up his boot and carried both, the boot and the birch, into the hall.

As he stood there, thinking about where to put his findings, he felt that someone was looking down at him from upstairs. And indeed, it was his wife, wearing cozy pyjamas. She smiled at him, then looked at his shoes. "You'll better take the boots, it's really cold outside," she said. He nodded, carefully poured the goodies out of his boot on the small front hall table, lay the birch down next to them and exchanged the summer shoes for his boots. "Now go, you're late already. Have a wonderful day – and don't come home too late!" - "I certainly won't."

With a smile, he turned around and left the house. The freezing rain had turned into snow. He quickly walked to the bus stop, enjoying the lights that were beautifully reflected by the white snow. The air was fresh, and he was comfortably warm in his coat, hat and boots. He had just reached the bus stop when the bus came around the corner.

He decided to make a small stop at the bakery next to his office and get some Danish pastry for his colleagues. Lately, he hadn't had the time to talk to many of them, at least apart from coordinating deadlines. Their team building meeting would surely be nice. And then he would do something he hadn't done in ages, either – leave the office early.

This really was a wonderful day, maybe the most wonderful day ever!

Global Day of Delurk 2020

It is “Love Our Lurkers Day” again. Or, as Kaelah and I like to call it, the “Global Day of Delurk”. Over time, LOL Day has become a venerable tradition among spanking bloggers like us. I believe the first LOL Day was 14 years ago, and I’ve been participating on each and every occasion since 2008.

Back then, in 2008, I was writing this blog on my own. On LOL Day, Kaelah was among the “delurkers” who posted a comment for the first time (using the nickname “K’Ehleyr”). She had just begun exploring her fascination with erotic spanking and BDSM, and it wasn’t just her first comment on my blog, but on any spanking blog. Those of you who are familiar with our blog know the story that follows: Kaelah and I started e-mailing each other and then meeting face to face, I initiated her into the world of spanking and CP, we quickly became a couple, and we’ve been together ever since. Fast forward eleven-and-a-half years, and we are married and have children. It is quite an amazing story, really.

Today, kink isn’t as important to us as it used to be. There usually isn’t any time for it, what with the responsibilities of parenthood, and besides, we already had our fair share of adventures in the first couple of years when we were together (like attending BDSM parties in Las Vegas, or shooting spanking porn videos with Pandora Blake). But, we still keep the blog going with a couple of posts per year (more precisely, Kaelah keeps it going, since she is doing most of the writing). And there is still some stuff we plan to publish before we call it a day.

Since the blog has been on the backburner for quite a few years now, I wonder if we still have any silent readers left at all? If we do, and if you are one of those “lurkers” who never dared to leave a comment, we would be delighted if you use this occasion to step out of the shadows. That’s what Love Our Lurkers Day is all about. Don’t be shy – you are among like-minded kinksters here! Just say hello and let us know you’re there. Or, if you like, tell us a little bit about yourself, about what got you into spanking/corporal punishment/BDSM in the first place, and how you discovered this blog.

We look forward to hearing from you. And if you are a long-time commenter, your are welcome to say hello as well, of course. Have a great LOL Day, everyone!

Kaelah's Corner (Sep 2020): Watching New Spanking Porn

(All pictures courtesy of Dreams Of Spanking)

 

While erotic spanking doesn't occupy as much time in my life anymore as it once did, I still sometimes discover something that catches my interest. And so I have recently been watching several new spanking films published by Dreams of Spanking.

One film especially caught my eye – and the long-time readers among you won't be surprised by which one it was. It's a guest director film, produced by Charlie Forrest, who also is the bottom in the scene with Blake being the top. It is called A Spot of Bother and it's a queer M/M scenario in a historical setting.

Charlie Forrest plays Blake's manservant who has been arrested for getting into a fight. Not because he is generally a rude person or because he was drunk and lost control, but because he wanted to defend Mr Blake and so did the wrong thing for noble reasons.

Still Mr Blake - who has to bail his butler out of prison - can't let his behaviour go unpunished, knowing that he would beat himself up for it for a long time to come. And so after a short warm-up with the hand, it's the ritual six of the best with the cane plus one more. After that it is time to call the case closed and go on to the lighter things in life.

What do I like about the movie? Well, the M/M constellation, the historical setting, the fact that both bottom and top are and behave like men of honour, the consensual ritual caning and, of course, the humour. Plus, with that haircut Blake looks a bit like Wesley Crusher - which is a special bonus!

How about you? Have you been watching any new, interesting kinky porn lately? Please feel invited to share your findings and recommendations in the comments section!

Kaelah's Corner (Aug 2020): Eleventh Blogiversary

It's hard to believe, but now it is only one year to go for twelve of the best. Eleven years ago, I was still very new to the world of spanking and had just become Ludwig's mate when I wrote my first-ever post on this blog, titled A Very Warm Welcome. Publishing that post and receiving so many nice comments was a very thrilling experience!

I was hooked and what followed were several years of very intense blogging and a wonderful time in which Ludwig and I explored our erotic kink, met like-minded people around the world, shot a lot of spanking pictures and even published several videos. While we both had our obligations, we were still quite independent and enjoyed our time as a couple, almost a bit like teenagers.

Today our leisure time is rare and as parents of two little ones kink isn't the centre of our relationship anymore (luckily it never was the only one, but it used to be a more important part than it is now). I don't care, though, because to everything there's a season and I've got all those memories and the accompanying blog posts to look back on.

I've received very kind comments, chatted with very nice fellow kinksters, learned more about myself and even had the chance to meet some commenters and fellow bloggers in person. Thanks a lot to all of you who have accompanied Ludwig and me during those years!

And – despite the lack of time this blog is still alive. Maybe not for so many more years to come, but I am quite confident that I will make it to twelve of the best. And while kink doesn't play such a major role in our life anymore, it still comes up from time to time. For instance, I recently watched a spanking video which I enjoyed very much. I'll tell you more about it in another post!

Kaelah's Corner (Jul 2020): A Focusing Spanking

As I mentioned several times in my recent posts, spare time is rare for Ludwig and me nowadays. But sometimes, in the late evening, we have (or rather, take) an hour or two just for the two of us, to talk, relax and / or share some more intimate moments.

We decided to do the latter a few days ago, but as you can imagine, it can be hard to find the right focus, given that we had had a stressful day. And so this time it was Ludwig who found it difficult to find the right erotic mindset - and to remain in it - to enjoy the attention I was giving him. Understandably, he was a bit frustrated about that.

So I kindly (and totally altruistically) offered my help to get him more focused on the right topic. Ludwig told me he wasn't really convinced that what I had in mind would be of any help at all, but despite his doubts he climbed over my lap. And so I gave him a hard hand spanking, enjoying the sound of my hand making sharp contact with his naked bottom, Ludwig's wincing and teeth gritting and the sight of his formerly pale behind turning more and more red.

Afterwards my hand was probably hurting as much as Ludwig's bottom. But I didn't mind. And Ludwig – well, the spanking didn't turn him on when it was happening (it never does), but it obviously helped him to get into the right fantasies afterwards. And so he could enjoy the rest of our couple time much more than before the spanking.

I love to be helpful like that! :-)

Kaelah's Corner (Jun 2020): An Unexpected Pervertible

Wow, it is summer already! I hope you are all happy and healthy, in spite of the disease that seems to stay with us much longer than we would have liked it to.

A few weeks ago, Ludwig and I helped tear out a few doors in an old building, including the doorframes. Since we aren't used to that kind of work, it took us a moment to find out what the best technique was, but after a while we became quite fast.

We put the parts of the door cases on one pile in order for them to be brought to the civic amenity site later. When we did that, we also removed the rubber inner door seals, so that the different types of trash could later be put into separate containers.

Suddenly, Ludwig took a closer look at the seals. He wrapped the end of one of them around his hand and began to swing it like a whip. "Hey look, that's nice, isn't it," he exclaimed. I came over and took a closer look, too. "Hmm, interesting indeed," I stated. Of course I offered my bottom for a little tryout and I have to admit that I liked the feel! Thuddy with a bit of sting, not too painful (when used with medium force over the trousers), yet enough to get into the mood. And even though they don't look very elegant, I somehow also liked the sight of the door seal used as a spanking implement. Maybe because I have a thing for industrial art...

Of course I couldn't resist giving Ludwig a friendly smack with one seal, too. As a spanker, I like that you can use them in different ways. When you shorten them by wrapping  them around the hand several times, they are quite easy to handle. If you leave them long, they are a bit like a long single tail whip, though, and I think it takes some practice to handle them properly.

Ludwig and I suddenly realised, though, that although there was no one around us in the house, the windows didn't have any closed curtains and people on the street could look inside. Fortunately it was a quiet neighbourhood and we were quite positive that nobody had observed our shenanigans. However, this clearly wasn't the right place for a bare bottom test!

Maybe we will get a specimen and try it at home, though. Has anyone among you ever used an inner door seal made of rubber as a pervertible spanking implement? Did you like it? And what was the craziest / funniest / best pervertible implement you ever came across? I'm curious to hear your stories in the comment section!