Thoughts that came to mind when remarks of finding a spanking partner was being made on spanking site.

When I first met Daddy, he actually had more experience as a spanker when he was a child than as an adult, for years by spanking the neighbor girls "playing house". Then just a few girls as an adult. It wasn't his experience that wowed me or that built a trust in him long before I ever met him in person. It was his honesty of what he did and didn't know or have experience in doing. His mental understanding of what a spankee wants and/or needs, more than any sexual satisfaction for either partner.

Being trust is big part of finding a compatible spanking partner and for me big in any form of relationship. He did something no other controlling person in my life has ever done. He allowed me to see that he could easily take control of me, but instead of reaching out and grabbing me to force me to submit, he reached out with a hand. Holding it there for as long as needed until I wanted it, wanted his control. Any Dominant person can physically and mentally force someone to submit and obey, but not at all likely to be 100% mind, body and soul. Yet a truly good Dominant person will wait until that person is ready to submit. They want, need, desire to and are willing to do anything to submit to the Dominant's control. Giving 110% mind, body and soul to please them and/or behave so not to disappoint them.

I am very lucky to have found such a Dominant and that our broad span of interests, from simply spanking to more intense BDSM mirrors each other so well. Both just wish it could be 24/7.

Bully spanking at home. Alternate view.

Bully paddling in school. Alternate view

Bully spanking at home.

Bully paddled at school.

Bully paddling in school

Taken from a situation of "Bullying" a girl my senior year in high school. I was always getting into trouble, but being mean to other people was never the case except for this situation. Somehow I got caught up in it when some friends initiated it. Even then, I knew I was wrong, but failed to do what was right. Long story short, I did get paddled in school for it, but this is the paddling Daddy and I both felt more deserving after many discussions of what all happened.

Our recent videos on "Spanking Tube "
http://www.spankingtube.com/user/Roselips

Some pics from the two most recent ones.

Bully paddled at school & Bully spanking at home.

Love this girl’s sexy innocence look, 

with possibly a touch of fear felt.

As it appears she tries to maintain focus on being

obedient in whatever manner it is expected.

Every Day I Love You

Not only are the words perfect, but the Roses add something extra special.

Prior to ever meeting each other, Roses had a special meaning for each of us.

So Roses just naturally became our flower together also.

Daddy's Hands

Just feelings and thoughts at the moment.

Can't stop feeling like nothing will change. No matter what I do or how hard I try. Want so much to see my world as "Half Full" instead of "Half Empty".

Funny how my love for real roller coasters and life's roller coaster has become less of a thrill and much more scary.

"Wake Up" Short story inspired by Daddy's email this morning.

You wake up with a hard cock and know that i am curled up under the covers by your legs. You pull the covers back to see how close my lips are to your swollen manhood. You consider a hard smack across my cheek, causing a startled awaking to both my mouth and my mind, but your decision of a softer approach will have a much more devious outcome.

You grin at how easy my lips open and take in your hard cock after only a couple swipes across my lips. Gentle sucking naturally takes place and as i become more awake to what i am doing, i look up at You. When my eyes meet yours, my body uncontrollably spasms with pleasure and is impossible to deny the naughty obvious. Ashamed, i quickly look away in hopes that You won't acknowledge it. You find it amusing how easy it is to predict such reactions from me and use them to satisfy your own pleasures. Your tone is stern sounding as the words cross your lips. Shame on you for being so naughty! Your hand takes a firm grip to my hair and as You continue to scold me, You push me deep onto your cock. I didn't hear you ask to suck my cock, so now I will fuck your naughty mouth hard and I better not find that you are enjoying it! Unable to see your face covered with an evil grin as You down hard on my head again, causing me to gag at the same time my body again displays the obvious signs of pleasure from your words. You don't allow me to take any control of the movement needed to give You pleasure. You ignore my gasps for air and continue forcing my face deep into your groin as You want and as fast or slow as You find necessary to satisfy your pleasure. As the feeling of pleasure become closer, You pull back hard on my hair, holding it tight against the surface of the bed. You take no concern of my mouth covered in drool and open gasping for a breath, as your cum explodes from You onto my face.

Unable to move from your tight grip on my hair, i wait for your direction. Fearing the obvious, i restrain from allowing my own hand to discover my body's deceiving pleasure. Again your grip tightens as You scold. you are such a mess girl, clean up that mess you made on your face. As You hand me a small cloth and then get up from the bed. Before i am finished wiping off my face, You have the covers off of me and order me to spread my legs wide. Without hesitation i obey by moving each leg one at a time, exposing my swollen wet pussy easily visible to You. Hmmmmm, What a naughty girl, a very naughty girl! Muffled whimper sounds are still heard, even as i push my own face down into the covers. Much louder, You order me to get up from the bed and look at the shameful wet circle on the sheet. Not wanting to look at it, but know i have to. i can't help but be embarrassed by the size and You have no problem taking advantage of this by asking. Did you do that? Did your naughty pussy make that wet spot on my bed? You stare down at me as You wait for the only answer acceptable. Yes Daddy, i did and i'm sorry. i didn't mean to be naughty.

Without a word, You take a seat on the bed and point to the floor next to You. With no more than a few steps, i'm standing next to You and You reach between my legs with your hand to only add to the embarrassment and provoke the fear of what we both know is coming next. Completely nude, i lean forward slowly over your knee into place as You instruct me to. my face only inches from the embarrassing wet spot on the bed. Your left hand is firmly holding me in place and your right hand resting on my bottom.

Let's see... Not asking to suck my cock, doing so without asking, enjoying it like a naughty girl and then leaving a wet spot on my bed. What do you think I should do for such naughty behavior little girl? i hate having to answer this question when You ask, because there is only one answer and the words have to be said. Ummmmm... You should spank me Daddy. Do you think it should be a long hard spanking so you learn a good lesson little girl? Soft whimpering sounds escape before i answer and confirm my fate. Yes Daddy.

Sometimes you’re not sure exactly how a spanking may unfold when You first decide to, but this time the answer is in my need to squirm, kick and cry out from being soundly spanked by her Daddy for being a naughty little girl.

"Anyway"

   I'm not a very religious person at all and without going into to much of that issue. I'll just sum it up in saying that I believe in God, not religion. I found this posted by a friend and felt it was special enough to share. Finding it thought provoking for many reason.

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.

Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.

Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies.

Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you.

Be honest and sincere anyway.

What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight.

Create anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous.

Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, will often be forgotten.

Do good anyway.

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough.

Give your best anyway.

In the final analysis, it is between you and God.

It was never between you and them anyway.

Mother Teresa

Our own Music

Missing You

Feeling needy for Daddy

I struggle a lot with my own feelings of being weak. As much as I know too well how much I need my Daddy. I truly hate feeling needy for his attention at times. When I see remarks by others on sites regarding per say, being needy/wanting attention from their Daddy or Dom. Even pouting or acting bratty about it. Find some remarks rather disrespectful and I try very hard not to be like that by fighting harder not to feel so needy.

Recently I was injured that has affected a great part of my life. Know this is only temporary, but still changes being able to do some everyday things, I normally have no difficulty doing. This may be part of why I’m feeling so needy right now.  Trying very hard not to allow this injury to affect my attitude, but it has.

Can’t say the need for some real discipline issues isn’t out there, but think maybe some discipline for simply my attitude is some of my needy feelings. Going over Daddy’s knee for a long hard spanking, in the way he knows will have me kicking and pleading. Yet he won’t stop until either I’m already crying or he knows it is enough. Then most likely once I’m curled up on his lap, I will bury my face in his chest and cry.

The need for the strength of his Dominance and the safety of his lap, with his arms wrapped tight around me is so difficult to ignore. Some may not understand this part, but wanting to please him. Then when he is satisfied, cuddled close to him, be able to pacify myself with him in my mouth as I rest my head on his thigh.

Honesty

Trauma Columbus 2012 is this week. Look what you will miss by not being there.

Trauma 2011 from J. Matthew Moore on Vimeo.

submissive ring tattoo

Found this ring online over 10 yrs ago. Love it and always thought it would be a nice tattooed ring. So on the way to the shop for another reason, I happen to see it hanging along with the large collection of item on my rear view mirror. 

One of those "what the hell" moments and did it. Hurt a lot more than I thought it would, but still nothing close to being as painful as having my eyeliner tattooed twice. OMG 

Less swollen then yesterday.

Should Wives Be Spanked? By Lawrence Gould Well Known Consulting Psychologist

If you are the average husband, there have been times when you've itched to give your wife a good, old-fashioned spanking. The chances are, everything considered, that you never actually did it, but I’ll guarantee you've wondered whether it would not have been a good idea. In some ways, it might, BUT–

Women — as I realize I am not the first man to note — are a funny proposition, though thanks to psychology, they are not quite as mysterious as they once were.

“I think Fred’s the nicest man I know”, said an attractive girl to me the other day. “We’re thoroughly congenial, and have marvelous times going out together, but I simply could not marry him. I can’t stand the way he lets me push him around.”

Being a psychologist, I skipped the obvious question: “What makes you push him around, then?” For my young friend was just showing one more facet of the age-old contradiction in the feminine mind which has probably done more than anything else to make a woman’s mental processes seem incomprehensible to the bewildered male.

You see, no matter what else she may want, the average girl wants to make sure the man she marries is essentially stronger than she is. The need is based equally on the atmosphere she was brought up in, and her own, originally childish wish for “somebody to depend on.” But the only way a girl can be sure of a man’s strength is to test it, which she generally does by finding out just how much she can get away with. Paradoxically, the less she succeeds, the harder she tries; and yet if she really succeeds, she loses all interest in the man who has been proved a weakling.

Naturally, girls have different ideas of what constitutes a strong man, but few of them have entirely out-grown the feeling that sheer physical superiority — demonstrable by force if necessary — lies at the bottom of it. And while the law does not permit this superiority to take the form of violence, as it once did ( the old common law allowed a man to beat his wife provided he used a stick “no bigger than his thumb”), there are few women for whom the idea of violence does not have at least a little fascination.

John Barrymore has his foibles, and there are four women, anyhow — the four wives who have sued him for divorce — who have sworn that he is pretty hard to live with. But so far as making a hit with the fair sex goes, not many men can match his record. And John never has made any secret of his readiness to “treat ‘em rough” when necessary. In fact, the immediate occasion for the break-up of his latest marriage was the spanking he gave Elaine Barrie in the last performance of the play, “My Dear Children,” in which they appeared together.

True, the spanking was ostensibly part of the business of the play — Barrymore, in the role of his wife’s stage father, was called on to use the oldest of all forms of discipline upon her — but this time he acted so over-convincingly that it was said Elaine had to choose her chair with caution for several days afterward. Not was this the first time he had “laid a hand” — or anyway, a foot — on her: she testified in a previous divorce suit that he had a way of kicking her under the table, even when they had guests, if she said or did things that annoyed him. Yet that evidently did not destroy his attraction for her, since she withdrew the suit and remained married to him for another two years.

Of course Barrymore is the soul of light-hearted and normality, and never could be accused of being cruel for cruelty’s sake, but psychology has developed its own terms for those persons who derive a thrill from practicing or suffering violence, especially in love-making.

Those who have an urge to hurt the objects of their passion are called “sadists”, from a famous Frenchman, the Marquis de Sade; while those who (believe it or not!) derive the most intense pleasure from being hurt are called “masochists,” after a character in a morbid German novel. And though either of these types of abnormality is relatively rare in its extreme form, traces of them are found in most people. Most women, especially, show signs of some degree of masochism, sometimes in the rather obscure form of what is called a “martyr complex,” and sometimes in direct sensuous enjoyment of roughness or ruthlessness from the man they love.

“Jimmy” Cagney is another actor who found women are thrilled by rough treatment — it was a scene in which he threw a grapefruit at his wife at the breakfast table that made him the idol of the feminine move-goers, and inaugurated a new screen fashion. Though in fact, the fashion was not so new as they called it; before Cagney there was the original “Sheik,” Rudolph Valentino, whose subtly sadistic role, though acted by a man, was the creation of a woman author and reflected the innermost yearnings of millions of feminine hearts.

But where did this yearning come from?

Like most of our mental secrets, it goes back to childhood — to those first impressions of life which have such a powerful effect upon our mental processes forever after. As is now known, many, and perhaps most children learn a great deal about the so-called facts of life in their earliest years than their parents imagine. They pick up the information, partly from observing animals (this is true particularly of farm children) and partly from watching their fathers and mothers at times when they are supposed to be asleep, or “too young to take notice”. A lot of these observations seem to be forgotten as the children grow up, but that does not wipe out the impressions they created.

In particular, the average child’s impression of adult love-making is that it is an attack upon the female, in which the male is both ruthless, and apparently furious. Thus a girl — without the least idea why — may feel after she has grown up that a man who never “gets rough” or loses his temper is not a real man. Most girls, of course, would deny any such feeling, but the fascination of the caveman for most members of their sex proves its existence beyond question.

Some months ago I discussed the dangers of hypnotism with a world-famous psychiatrist, and he pointed out one danger which most people never thought of. “It is quite true,” he agreed, that even in the hypnotic trance a person will do nothing that is contrary to his essential nature, but, at least in her unconscious mind, the average woman has a wish to be ravished which an unprincipled man could easily take advantage of.” And while in most women this wish is so deeply buried they never know it exists, it often reveals its presence by the craving to be “mastered” — by violence, if necessary — by the man whom they love.

Certainly the converse impulse exists in men, and essentially for the same reason; but with us Americans it generally has been smothered more or less effectually by the years of “petticoat government” to which we are subjected, both in school and at home. At heart, most of us are too much in awe of our wives to be capable of showing violence toward them except under the stress of such overwhelming rage that we are likely to go to far with it. And the situation is still further complicated by the fact that theoretically the American woman is too busy trying to prove her equality with men to admit her masochistic yearnings — except in her choice of movie heroes.

On the whole, then, while a lot of wives would probably be happier if their husbands gave them an occasional spanking, a psychologist can hardly recommend the practice. Except in the course of something like a psychoanalysis, the primitive feelings of both men and women are best left in the dark corners of the mind in which civilized life has confined them. As a modern husband, your best plan is probably to make your wife feel that you would not be afraid to spank her if you felt that she deserved it, but love her too much and are too chivalrous to do it except under extreme provocation. A hint of ruthlessness in love-making is another matter; the man who is too weak or too timid to achieve that will both disappoint his wife and frustrate part of his own manhood.

"Compliance" the movie... gives a much more disturbing form of public compliance.

In general, compliance means conforming to a rule, such as a specification, policy, standard or law.

I am submissive to one very special man and "Compliance" is very well understood in that regards. 

As is in my every day life. So when I saw the first clip I've shared. I simply thought it was a situation of compliance to someone known to the girl. The compliance involved was connected to an obvious authority over her. Think I even missed some key statements in this clip, when the "spanko" in me heard the word spanking and just focused on it happening.

Did some looking around to find more on the movie and found the second clip I've shared.

Interview and real footage from the McDonald's office camera.

This is quite disturbing and I'm almost lost for words to say about it.

Think ANGRY is the most appropriate word for how I feel about a situation where almost every person involved, showed "Compliance" to nothing more than a voice on the phone.