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2 views · 11 minutes ago

Why is it when you are trying to be nice it always comes back to bite you. If im a pain please tell me.

9 views · 1 hours ago

I messed up big time. Gosh I hope he has mercy upon me although I deserve none.

15 views · 6 hours ago

had dream last night that the actress who play the mom on everybody hate chris gave me an otk spanking? has anybody have dream of being spanked by actress/actor or somebody from tv show fan of spank you even as tv show person or just in real life

Marked Butts
6 views · 6 hours ago

The weather last week the day before the wedding was sunny and warm, but then a cold front blew in overnight as it turned rainy and cold. The wedding was supposed to go off at 5. I got there at 3:10 or so expecting to see people setting up chairs and so forth, but there was nobody there nor had anybody done anything to make it look like a wedding was about to happen. I began to panic thinking at had been moved inside somewhere. I called the bride, but no answer. The florist showed up. She hadn't heard anything.
Eventually the word came down that it was still outside. The rain had stopped, but it was still cloudy and cold with a breeze off the lake. Aside from being exposed to the elements, one thing I can't stand about outdoor weddings is that you can never hear anything. So I brought all my sound equipment and made sure the guests didn't just sit out there in relative silence. I couldn't park within 50 yards of the spot, so I schlepped it all down piece by piece 50 yards at a time. I soon had a mishap setting up a speaker and had to rush home with a bleeding middle finger on my right hand. I always play guitar using classical technique where you pluck the strings with your right hand nails instead of strum with a flat pick. Well, I could manage to get a little bit of that middle finger nail on the strings, but I also did a fair amount of plucking with two very bloody Band Aids for a rather creative sound.
After setting up the p.a. I forgot to tighten down the boom stand that the officiant was to use causing the boom to droop down under the weight of the microphone as if it hadn't taken its Viagra for the day. So the officiant had to hold the script with her left hand and hold up the boom stand with her right. This was my first time working with this particular vocalist, Olivia, a very pretty young thing who's become a local star of community theater. We worked on the two ceremonial songs they asked us to learn, "A Thousand Years" to march in on, and "I Won't Give Up" to march out. I kind of liked "A Thousand Years" until Olivia told me it was written for a wedding scene in one of those stupid "Twilight" movies, and that millions of brides since its 2011 release have marched down the aisle to it. (Gee, how original.) One of the dads requested we do "I Won't Give Up." Afterward he was so gushy that he gave me and Olivia each 20 bucks.
The wedding party and all 35 guests were staying at a swanky lodge a mile away, and they all showed up together in shuttle vehicles a good hour or so late. So nothing really happened until well after 6 as the evening got colder. By the time it was done most everybody was half frozen and dying to go pee somewhere. Some nearby restrooms eventually opened up causing a minor stampede. Olivia was among the first in line. She did sing well as everybody seemed to love her. She offered to help me with all the equipment afterward, but I prefer to just handle all my stuff myself, so I told her it was okay and that she should go home and warm up. This turned out to be not a very bright move.
Within minutes after the ceremony the wedding party and guests all piled back into the shuttle vehicles and motored up the hill for cocktail hour at which I was supposed to be playing. But with about 50 yards to travel with every trip to my car, plus having to stop by my house right across the street to feed the pets, I didn't get to cocktail hour until everybody was already pretty well hammered. I ran in with guitar in one hand and amp in the other, ran up the stairs to the dining room where they were supposed to be but saw nobody from the wedding. So I ran back down the stairs with amp and guitar to ask the receptionist where they hell they were. She checked a schedule and said they were upstairs in the dining room, so I ran back up but still didn't see them. Instead I saw Bob, the evening manager I got to know from having played there every week during the summer. He told me their cocktail hour had been moved into another building way back along the north 40 and quickly led me there.
I set down the guitar and amp and dashed back to the car, which seemed like it was now 50 MILES away, and grabbed up a chair and a guitar cable. By this time the guests were all about half dead from alcohol poisoning. The wedding party itself was out still taking pictures as darkness fell. I grabbed a beer to wash down my evening meds and finally sat down to play. The good thing now is that I don't have to worry about playing either of those stupid songs they requested for the ceremony. I can just play what I know by memory and not have to rely on that printed music that had been blowing all over the music stands during the ceremony. The bride and groom came in minutes later to a rousing ovation, and that same dad with the spare 20 dollar bills wanted to hear his recessional song played again so the bride and groom could do their dance together. Terrific. The music is back in my car seemingly 50 miles away. Good thing Olivia wasn't expected to do the cocktails with me or else she would've had to sing the damned thing again...with the music in front of us. But without her I could just play however many chords I remembered and fake it. The rather obese bride, who was very nice, soon came up to me and handed me four more 20 dollar bills.
After about maybe three more songs everybody began to head over to the dining room in that other main building across the way. So I packed up the gear once again, made two trips to the car, went back up to the dining room because the bride had specifically invited me to stay for dinner. She had even given me a choice of four meals. I would've felt rude to have turned her down when by this time all I really wanted to do was just go home only a mile away down the hill. But I had chosen the fish earlier in the week, so since it was already paid for I should go up there with everybody else and eat it. Problem was there were no seats available by the time I got there. Not to worry. A kindly server took me along with the officiant and the photographer to the lounge where I'd played all summer and let us sit anywhere we wanted. The officiant had recommended me to the bride and groom because we had done an even smaller wedding at an equally swanky place down the road. The weather conditions were almost identically crappy back then too. I was surprised she remembered me. So it was nice to sit down and get to know her a little. (The only people at that first wedding were the bride, the groom, the officiant, the guitar player, the two video guys and the dog. Nobody else. The requested song I had to learn was some dumb thing by Led Zeppelin.) We didn't finish eating until after 10. I didn't get back home until after 11.
All in a day's work of a big time small town guitar player.

13 views · 7 hours ago

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48 views · 8 hours ago

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Marked Butts
7 views · 8 hours ago

Some of you already know that I contacted Marcus (our administrator) with the idea that it would be nice to have a story section separate from the blogs. I linked to the blog where we talked about it so that he could see that several people are interested. So far I haven't had any response, which may mean he's thinking about it, or else that he's just not interested. We shall see.

60 views · 10 hours ago

I think this girl might need a spanking. I think this wet swimsuit would be great to wear for a really hard spanking!

15 views · 13 hours ago

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Marked Butts
21 views · 13 hours ago

Laying on the bed and not really thinking about fluffy white clouds. Okay, I am thinking about fluffy white clouds because I’ve just mentioned them. In fact it’s a bit of a grey day here; damp even.

Yeah, fluffy white clouds.

Anyway, earlier I was imagining being naked and on all fours being whipped with a flogger on my bare back and beaten hard across my buttocks with a wooden paddle or bathroom brush. I saw myself flinching and wincing with each agonising swat or lash. I saw my flesh being torn and bruised and bloody and I imagined the state I’d be in emotionally and mentally: broken and submissive. And then the final agony: a hard kick in the balls from behind. Contorting and doubling up, rolling around on the floor. And oh yes it would all be filmed and then uploaded to a porn site: the ultimate humiliation; the ultimate vanity; the ultimate turn on.

Yeah, what kind of a depraved individual am I? A pervert; a masochist; a fantasist?

But I’m a sadist too. I want to do to you what I want done to myself. Maybe more so. I want to hurt you, reduce you to a grovelling, snivelling wreck. I want to ‘cure’ you of your masochism; ruin your pathetic submissive fantasies. I want you to cry ‘abuser’. I want to hear you cry abuser. Yeah, what could be more sadistic or crueller than destroying your weird masochistic fantasy by beating it the fuck out of you. I want you to feel like shit when you beg me to stop, like a coward or a wimp. ‘I thought this was what you wanted.’ And you stumble and stutter and make excuses that no one believes…

And you pick up your clothes and get dressed, can’t get dressed quick enough, and then you bundle your sorry little self through the front door. And as you scurry down the street, not just a pervert but a failed pervert, you wonder perhaps if you could have taken more. But it’s too late now for going back…

Yeah. Fluffy white clouds…

34 views · 13 hours ago

I'm considering purchasing one of the spanking machines advertised here on the site, anyone have any direct experience with either the one advertised here, or a competing machine? from the videos, looks like it would work best with a cane. However, I'm partial to paddling (on panties and bare) and think that an 18" plastic ruler (due to the weight versus sting ratio) might work best for paddling. any comments or suggestions appreciated.

62 views · 14 hours ago

Hello again

We have posted our latest session. Ms E managed to introduce some novelty even though it was genuinely a bit hurried. We didn’t have long between her coming home and me having to go out on an errand. Hence there were quite a few strokes packed into less time than usual.

Hopefully you will enjoy “Fast and Furious” :)

Those of you who have followed our ‘activities’ from the beginning will remember how annoyed I used to get when users of the site gave our films low ratings. It no longer bothers me particularly although I have noted that low ratings often appear within minutes of a film being posted. I wonder why that could be?

If you do like one of our films don't just 'favourite' it...give it a rating too and help dilute the affect of those who take pleasure from giving low marks :)

Take care

Zadok

Marked Butts
54 views · 19 hours ago

I have learned much this year in 2016 on Maui, goes to show you your never to old to learn ideas/new ways to do things. My paddles and straps are gone after 30 years. It was a long season of paddling Adult men and on occasion myself getting the strap. Never was a Sex thing with me always about pushing limits with pain. Sure funny how life plays out. You would think I got enough pain just living life. No, I had to push the pain. Punishment padding's was what started me spanking guys. Living on the west coast then east then finally Maui found many other Men that liked to get a taste of a paddle or strap. I got it in my head in my early 30's mid 80's if I got a good strapping from another man it would help me not make stupid mistakes. That worked..yea right. Time for a new season with me in the twilight of my years I have become my church greeter. Ever on Maui look me up talk story, same place every Sunday. Hope to see you sometime. My church is a awesome place to attend, everyone is welcomed.
Aloha from Uncle Spinner on Maui

44 views · 19 hours ago

Wonder what those women will say

97 views · 1 days ago

I got I trouble today with my mama. I've been getting an attitude with her. Still failing now what I would call 3 courses in college. Was being a class clown in my morning classes today to make everyone laugh.

Marked Butts
71 views · 1 days ago

YOU, the members are so friendly... I am happy to be here

103 views · 1 days ago

I need a good spanking on my bare bottom now :((

57 views · 1 days ago

Anon slept I. In feverish sleep
I dreamt I slept and dreamt no dreams.
Imagination, dreamless, seems
to drift in sleep, as when awake,
o'er some mist shrouded, dreary lake
where Waters of Lethe drag me beneath.

Marked Butts
92 views · 1 days ago

When I agreed to tutor you in piano, you remember our agreement? I said I didn't normally tutor adults, and that we were going to do the lessons the way I always do them. You remember agreeing to that, don't you? I asked if you were really serious about this, and wanted to be sure you would see this through. You remember how you assured me you would?

So here we find ourselves just three lessons later, and I can see from that pitiful warm-up that you didn't practice at all this week? What did I tell you last time? That's right, I expect one hour of practice every day. If you'd done even half that, I'd notice some improvement, but I don't hear any.

I have a very effective way of handling this with my younger pupils and it's what we're going to do right now.

Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to sit here at this piano bench, pull down your pants and underwear, put you across my lap, and give you the spanking of your life with this hairbrush. And when I'm done, I'm removing the cushion from the bench. You're going to sit here with your underwear down and practice scales with your stinging red butt on the hard seat. You're going to practice them until you get them right. Then, and only then, will I permit you to pull your pants back up.

Now come here and stand in front of me with your hands lifted up so I can unbutton your pants.

205 views · 1 days ago

last night i found out that my next spanking will be about my occasional foul language. i don't swear often--just when i am surprised, startled or scared it just kinda slips out. other times i say it because i know it will get a rise out him but he says he will not permit me to speak that way. i knew he would scold me for cursing but i didn't think i would be spanked for it. being spanked for that will probably work because i know i already have plenty of reasons to be spanked already. i don't need to give him any more. i know i do need to stop it completely because i do blurt it out at really bad times. like when i'm hanging out with my elderly parents. i can even picture me slipping and saying that around a future boss or coworker too. maybe even during a job interview! i imagine me saying, "i think i just really f-ed up that question didn't i?" but with him maybe i could claim i have tourettes's? lol i doubt he would believe that though and then i am sure he would spank me for lying to him on top of everything else.

he still has many other things that he wants and needs to spank me for but he says that one will be first on his agenda. he also says i'm in for a series of spanks for not taking my meds, for stopping some meds completely because i didn't like some of the possible side effects (even though i didn't have any of them yet) and for lying to my doctor about the real reasons why i am not taking them. at least i'm not hiding that from him or my doctor this time though. maybe i should mention that and hope for some mercy because of that. but i know that won't help with the other issues so i am f***ed. lol i didn't say that word but i think you can tell what word i censored lol!

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