Gave my lovely bride a solid smack on her bottom getting out of the pool this evening. I mean, the neighbors had to wonder if someone was setting off fireworks. "My WET, BARE, bottom? Really?" Sorry, spankypants, that's what was on offer. I mean, I'm not NOT going to swat your fanny.

Spankettes, how much do you vocalize during a spanking? Stoic silence? Inarticulate yelps? Clear "ows" and "ouches"? The occasional "No! Please."? Full on "Oh sir, I have learned my lesson full well and implore you to desist spanking my poor bottom!" Where do you land?

During the spanking, in nearly every position, the spankette can avoid eye contact. So it is mostly during the pre-spanking scolding that the tremendous power of eye contact plays out. Don't miss that opportunity. (Also works during a mouthsoaping. But that's another post.) 1/2

I want to wish all those in the more northerly parts of the country great joy on the arrival of Sundress Season. (I live in a subtropical paradise where, happily, sundresses are ubiquitous all year.) 1/#

This thing is lightweight, kind of floppy, soft. My lovely bride advises it renders little sting or thud. But I like to employ it because, when applied to the seat of nylon or satin underpants, its concave shape renders a noise somewhere between deafening and comical. I'm easily amused.

Every spankette has probably tried this once. The default response is to administer a full hairbrush spanking to the seat of every pair of underpants, and then soundly spank the bare bottom. As I say, many try this . . . once.

I am as my handle says. So maybe that's why. But I cannot fathom what drives folks here to post deeply personal, detailed stuff about not only themselves but about identifiable others. To what end? In aid of whom? What is accomplished? Can anyone explain?

Complex moral question. You and your wife are watching a drama series that drops on a given day of the week. Evening of the finale, a work obligation keeps you from getting home until very late. Watching the episode together on streaming next day, you soon realize she watched it without you. 1/2

A post by @sassy88.bsky.social got me thinking. I know that spanked girls will engage in lots of naughty behavior and hope it will go undiscovered. But in my experience, it was exceedingly rare (and never occurred with my lovely bride) for a girl to LIE to avoid a spanking. What have you seen?

Spanked ones, a question: How much of what you crave is "being spanked" and how much is "feeling punished"? [Though for some, it's "having BEEN spanked" versus "having BEEN punished." They crave the retrospection, not the moment.] There is endless variety in TTWD. Where does this land for you?

Do women still "have their colors done?" My lovely bride's skintone is decidedly trigueña. So I can tell you that a pair of emerald green satin underpants banded around her thighs below a very spanked, now dark dusky rose, bottom is the absolute perfect combination.

No supermodel walking the red carpet at the Met Gala in a one-off haute couture gown was ever more perfectly attired than my lovely bride when she's wearing only a pair of underpants and one of my old dress shirts. (Pro tip ladies: I'm pretty sure every man feels this about the woman he loves.)

First time in a while, someone needs this. Turns out the wooden spoon still has the power to leave a lasting impression. [Most spankings here are with my hand. And even with the hairbrushes, I think the impact is spread out enough not to bruise. The spoon, however leaves these little circles.]

In TTWD, we pay a lot of attention to what the spanked girl wears. But I am told by my lovely bride that the exact same scolding and spanking from me is noticeably more compelling and evocative when I'm wearing a suit, waistcoat and tie, and she winds up looking down at a pair of polished wingtips.

Someone here recently noted that she hates doing laundry. My lovely bride has noted that laundry is like spanking. She hates doing laundry, but loves having DONE the laundry. And she hates being spanked, but loves having BEEN spanked.

Let's talk tech. For a Boomer, I can tell you I'm pretty tech savvy. As my spirit animal Ron Swanson says about his smartphone, "this is an excellent rectangle." Moreover, I've found it useful, from time to time, for purposes of DD. My lovely bride has earned spankings based on info from: 1/#

The little elastic pouch thing that holds my clasp pencils on my Otter Blotter notebook (it goes EVERYWHERE with me) is all ratty and torn. So I just spent nearly an hour online looking at various replacements. Totally reasonable dedication of resources, yes? Even at my exorbitant hourly rate?

There are some folks who are simply not ever going to a "spanking party," let alone some giant national SpankCon. My lovely bride and I are two of those folks. But that doesn't mean we aren't hugely entertained by tales of such events. So remember, you Vegas-bound people, sharing is caring.

So I posted this account of events yesterday. Last evening, we went out to this nifty old restaurant bar we like. Dark, quiet, comfy private booths. (Comfy even for a girl with a bruised bottom, in fact.) And we talked . . . a lot. Yesterday, as I said was first-in-a-long-time event, 1/#

My lovely bride just today got the first really REAL spanking in maybe two years. I walked out into the garage studio where she does pottery and he is standing, on tiptoe (!), on an antique wooden office chair with four very small and wobbly casters, so she could reach a part on her extruder. 1/#

So bsky.app/profile/span... has been posting a series of simply wonderful illustrations, enhancing some classic mainstream images. It got me thinking: For those of us of a certain age, do the old mainstream images and films resonate so brilliantly because they were all we had? 1/2

Is this the best mainstream spanking ever administered? I think it might be. Roxanne Berard spanked in "Rawhide," S2E3. www.youtube.com/watch?v=m08L...

My lovely bride, standing between my knees as I lower her jeans: No fair! You didn't warn me. Me: True. I didn't warn you. MLB: See! Then you can't... Me, tipping her over my knee: I DIDN'T warn you. I PROMISED you. MLB: :::something inaudible over the sound of spanks landing on her bottom:::

I will hike the entire width of the Appalachian Trail. #attainableresolutions

So we have a big fancy evening planned with friends at a nifty Cuban supper club. My lovely bride will be SO elegantly dressed. So I wasn't about to cancel it. But SOMEONE was so thoroughly naughty she is spending the entire day in only a tshirt and underpants until it's time to get dressed. 1/2

I do SO love making her sit on this post-spanking, skirt up. It's chilly here today in paradise, so the contrast is delicious. (Well, at least for me.)

My lovely bride: I am NOT getting a spanking tonight! Me: MLB: I mean it, no! ::stomps foot:: Me: ::lifts eyebrows:: MLB: Me: MLB: Me: ::crooks finger:: MLB: ::folds arms:: Me: MLB: Harumph!! Me: ::crooks finger:: MLB ::lying over my lap:: Not too hard, OK? Me: ::lifts skirt, reaches for hairbrush::

My lovely bride selected a deep green satin gown for an event tonight. I'm kind of obsessing over how green and red are so Christmasy, and how a red bottom and thighs would make such a festive contrast. Sadly, she is being a very good girl today. There's still time, though. Keep a good thought.

Astonishing to me that ostensibly grown up people seeking community among like-minded people drawn together by a common interest in TTWD would waste so much time on middle school mean girl energy. Hey, I'm new here. And for 3+ decades my entire spanking community has been my lovely bride. 1/2

So, on Thanksgiving day, my lovely bride used her safe word for maybe the first time in a decade . . . and it was hilarious. Let me explain. 1/#

Today, choose gratitude

Sting or thud. Let's settle the age-old question once and for all. (LOL. Yeah, right.) Spankettes, which leaves you feeling more "spanked?" More punished? More satisfied? Which more effectively tips you into that "not in control" space you seek? About which do you fantasize and dream?

Don't know if it was something in the sermon today, or the soup at the bistro, or the coool weather, but I can't recall passing a morning where my lovely bride was THIS sassy. Me, in the car home: I *am* going to spank your bottom when we get home. MLB: Me: MLB: :::sigh::: Me: MLB: I figured.

It has to done with care to be both effective and safe. Too gentle and it's mere performance, an empty gesture. Too harshly and it can be overwhelming or even risky. But moving an about-to-be-spanked girl about by pulling her ear (esp with her underpants at her knees) is an underrated part of TTWD.

I am fundamentally neat and well-ordered person but not, I think, unreasonably so. Except for two square yards in the universe. It is (or is supposed to be) a very strict rule in our home that the top of my work bench in the garage is sacred ground. No one is to anything there. No one. Anything. 1/#

Just back from an amazing trip to Mexico, spent mostly in Oaxaca where my lovely bride made connections with wonderful, kind-hearted master potters all over las Valles Centrales and I drank just enough mezcal ancestral. We did spend a little time living fancy in Mexico city. This scene was fun: 1/#

Further to this. One of the corners is not a 90° angle but a radiused 90° curve. Turns out a naughty girl, skirt up, underpants at her knees, can be put here mid-spanking even more deeply than in a traditional corner. It is even more featureless and, she reports, "more fucking boring" than a corner.

Traveling with my lovely bride. This very small boutique hotel (eight rooms) has a spare, modern design. Our room is large, and because of the design has four empty corners. Sofa has sturdy, over-sized bolsters. TV has a noise canceling/white noise channel. I think they know.

What are some activities that are not, strictly speaking, TTWD to which you and your partner give a TTWD gloss? For us, shopping with or for my lovely bride almost always has some subtext of it. So many opportunities to make her (and, I confess, sometimes me) blush. Grocery shopping? Hold up a 1/#

Not only does she sleep easily and well after a nice, toasty bedtime spanking, I sleep easily and well spooning her from behind after giving her a nice, toasty bedtime spanking, her warm bottom against my thighs, my warm hand on her tummy.

Your next Christmas ornament has arrived.

I don't know if it is generational (am indeed a Boomer) or cultural (Irish by way of Midwest) but I am daily astonished (and frequently appalled) at what folks will share with the entire world via social media. Not with a friend of 30 years over an emptying bottle, but with literally anyone 1/2

We're folks who will never ever going to spanking party. But we are endlessly fascinated by YOUR shenanigans at these events. (Willing to bet we're not alone.) So don't be stingy. Regale us here with detailed accounts of the Oasis fun. "What happens is Vegas makes for REALLY interesting stories."

I've raised the question of spankette attire, but how do you like your spanker to be dressed? During the pandemic, dressing SO casually as we both WFH at opposite ends of the house, at day's end I summoned my lovely bride to my office - and I had donned my usual suit and tie. THAT was a hit.

Spankettes, you are in the corner (pre- or post-). Which is "worse" (or, if you prefer, "better")? Your skirt is tucked/pinned/rolled at your waist. Or sitting by itself, neatly folded on a chair nearby? For yourself? Which version do you prefer to read or to watch?

Is Jillian Keenan still writing? If so, what recent projects? "Sex with Shakespeare" was a huge hit in our house (my lovely bride is a retired English teacher), her video discussions about TTWD were often provocative, her early mainstream reporting strong. I have not seen anything recently.

Yank and spank can be grand. But whether you intend to punish, arouse or merely satisfy, ANTICIPATION is often tremendously salutary, delicious or effective. Whenever you can, let her know well in advance that she is going to be spanked, and how.

Most men appreciate the thrill of undressing the woman they love. Fewer of us know the deep eroticism of dressing her from the skin out with our own hands in exactly what he have chosen, so that everything from hair ribbon to underpants is an all day, minute-by-minute reminder of our control.

Below Deck. Yeah. That is our trash show default. No. We're not proud of it. I mean I'm working through Marcus Aurelius' meditations. She's reading through all of Gabriel Garcia Marquez entire oeuvre in Spanish. But, yeah, also Below Deck.

She enters the house to find a dining chair placed in the center of the living room. On the seat are some articles of clothing. Atop the clothing is an implement made or suited for spanking. Atop the implement is a note: 1/4