5 star Spanking
I’ve often dreamed about opening a rustic B&B where guests could come and relax in either the main house or a few remote cabins; maybe rent horses or just walk meandering remote trails. Recently I watched a documentary about the building of the Dubai 7 star hotel. Of course my imagination went off.
In these days where the economy is in a totally spankable condition, do you think there might be venture capitol for a good high end spanking getaway? The Dubai hotel has a restaurant completely surrounded by a living underwater seascape, a good spanking place would be surrounded by scene suites, some with one way glass so diners see in but couples have the implied illusion of privacy, others with clear glass where the exhibitionism is mutual.
5 star services for all, but prices set depending on the degree of privacy desired. Fully sound proof rooms and discreet room service that includes implements and related toys. You can come and go and enjoy a full spa and resort experience in anonymity, or come to participate and learn by joining seminars and public demonstrations of everything from how to, to drawbacks and precautions. Retake or take your wedding vows to include spanking and related activities.
I’ve got some ideas for scenarios that guests could observe and live out with a mentor couple, by themselves, or if they prefer have fully catered with all implements and necessary accessories (including spankees, spankers, observers and even dungeon or slave masters (all bonded of course) privately delivered.
The experienced enjoy all the amenities of a 5 star spa with complete privacy to also indulge in their secret pursuits and the curious and novice have a safe exclusive experience with their safety and privacy protected.
If this kind of place was available to you what would you want, need, require, desire?
April 6th, 2008 at 6:28 pm
Christine talked through another 50 minute session with her psychologist. As always he listened, but months ago he’d stopped giving her suggestions for things she might try to realize her emotional and physical needs. The last many weeks had become an almost pointless circle of her expressing wishes and him just taking them in. This time as their session ended hr therapist handed her a brochure and an ultimatum.
“You’re confused about somethings, but let me assure you everything you desire is perfectly healthy. Instead of hiding from yourself any more, I’m urging you again to go for what you need. You deserve it, it’s healthy, you’re healthy. Maybe this will help.”
Christine waited until she got home to open and peruse the brochure. When she finally put down the shiny quad folded unique sales lure, she’d spent four hours digesting its every word.
‘It was possible,’ she whispered to the walls of her spartan apartment. The only barrier was cost. A complete privacy disciplinary weekend with a pre screened spanker and her prescribed scenario was out of her means, but she could easily afford the exact same situation if she was willing to allow other guests to view her fantasy as she experienced it either in face obscured live action or film.
Picking p the phone to book her holiday was one of the hardest things Christine had ever done. When she put down the phone, her credit card number given over and terms agreed to, her whole body trembled…..
April 7th, 2008 at 4:45 am
Patty, a lovely idea, I would go to such a hotel.
Not being an exhibitionist, I prefer privacy for my intimate games.
Such a hotel would be a godsend to couples just starting in the lifestyle, mentoring, so necessary, none of us is born with the necessary skills.
The Hiltons of the spanking world, yes!!!
Love and warm hugs,
Paul.
April 7th, 2008 at 8:48 am
THAT would be a great idea! As I have(been) spanked in public I’m prepared to teach others the perfect otk position. As a spanker and a spankee.
Tell us where can we book!
April 7th, 2008 at 5:19 pm
The limo from the airport to the hotel only escalated her butterflies. Christine was bubbling and trembling with excitement as she stepped out of the opulent car under the entrance canopy. Her check in was absolutely discrete, the receptionist assured her that all amenities were optional, and all of what she’d shared related to her preferences she would find on Channel 2 on the TY in her room.
Christine handed the bellboy a 20. dollar tip and effusively thanked him. Her room was on the 64th floor of a 65 floor hotel, and it was beyond fully appointed. The suite was beyond her wildest dreams. Not only was there a concierge fridge with every kind id drink or delicacy she could think of, there was a concierge cupboard complete with outfits, images of spankers, implements they could choose from.
Tonight she chose a completely private bad girl ‘put to bed’ spanking. She chose a man with a soft face whose bio said he was here on the same plan she was. Like clock work, at 9 PM he came to her door.
“Hello Christie,” he smiled gently.
“You’re Ross?” she whispered.
“Yes doll I’m Ross. I’m your put to bed spanker tonight.”
“Could we talk 1st? is that allowed?”
“Sure we can, and you can back out of this too.”
“No, no, I don’t think I want to back out, I’m just so nervous.”
“Aren’t we all, ” Ross chuckled. “Tell me what you want tonight …”
[hey you readers - write how you’d play at a safe plat resort…. pretty please]
April 8th, 2008 at 6:19 am
You have a lovely imagination. *smiles* I likey!
April 8th, 2008 at 2:28 pm
I would have to book the Master/slave suite.Im like Paul and not much on exhibitionism,but I am all about making sure the details are taken care of.
The discussions about limits and such would be well known by the time we were there.I would remind her where the kill switch is on the whole scene.(How to get out of something too intense is what Im getting at).Since this is supposed to be a fantasy setting,I would set about giving her a glimpse of what just such a role would entail.I would include as many things as I could think of.Discipline,respect,service,attitude,enthusiam.By the time we were done she would have an extensive idea of whether or not she would enjoy such a lifestyle….and she’d probably have a sore rear end.None of this is to say that use and degradation would be all the session entailed.Indeed,if she is a possession that a Master would prize he would treat her accordingly.
If I can have a pass during the week,(job hours are long and heavy duty for a while)I would love to flesh the story out for everyone this weekend.Please forgive my lack of energy.
By all means everybody,jump right in and write your own stories about what your getaway at Chez Patty would be like.I will join you when I have a little more free time.Have a great week.!
April 8th, 2008 at 6:16 pm
Thank you Paul, Greenwoman & Jeff… glad you’re liking it… please do contribute your ideas and desires for such a retreat… pretty please…
ty
patty
April 10th, 2008 at 9:17 am
Patty, your imagination never ceases to amaze me.
I’m a somewhat naive girl who hasn’t yet reached twenty-five. I want to visit your retreat and have a whirlwind romance with an experienced, confident older man who is comfortable in a dominant role. Those college boys are so…tentative. I’d like a real spanking from a real top.
April 11th, 2008 at 4:11 pm
As he parked the car in the appropriate space in front of door number four,he reminded her of her first instructions.His voice sounded as if he were on the far side of a tunnel and momentarily he thought that her focus was on the uncertainty of what lay ahead.He regained her attention with a quick snap of his fingers.
There was no cruelty in his eyes when she refocused that attention on him.There were no dark glares or forecasts of doom,gloom and severe punishment.He smiled faintly,the smile of someone who knew exactly what was going on in that pretty head of her’s as he touched her cheek with the back of his fingers.
“This is still what you want to do?”
Her eyes widened momentarily with the fear that he might be reconsidering his participation,but in an instant she recognized that he understood what she might be going through.The butterflies are always the hardest part to get through.
“Go inside,strip,and get into position.You dont have a great deal of time,so dont mess around”
She hurried out of the vehicle and fished the plastic/credit card type of key and plunged it into the lock.The loud sound of the lock turning made her heart skip a beat….and then she was inside.
Her mind was whirling with the details he had given her on how she was to be waiting on his entry.She had rehearsed these details many times in the last few days,as they were all he had given her.Finally nude,she knelt and faced the doorway placing her nose on the floor and her palms flat,and tried to calm her pounding heart while she waited to hear that door open.
The clack of the lock was only slightly louder than the sound of her heart pounding ,to her own estimation.Her sigh of relief was audible when she heard his voice,almost in a whisper say,”Good girl.”
She could only see the toes of his boots,could only muster a whisper in reply to his words and could only hope that the rest of her trial period could go as well as these first few moments.
“When you first informed me of your desire to be my slave,I thought your words were spoken from a fantasy standpoint only.I believe I might have been mistaken.I rented this room from my good friend Patty to give you a safe and private experience.At the end of this weekend we will both know a great deal more about our compatibility as Master and slave.You will know a great deal more about your desires,whether they are fantasy or reality based.Most importantly,I will know whether I am ready to give you that committment of myself or if you will be a dear friend for years to come.”
She whimpered quietly and scooted herself forward slightly so that she could lay her cheek on the top of his boot.This show of submission made his own heart pound and he felt each throbbing beat in his rock hard cock.He swallowed hard and began to recite the list of excercises of submission she would be put through this weekend.She would be given samples to experience punishment and sexual use,humiliation and service.He assured her that reminders would be given during this trial period while wearing his temporary collar,but in the aftermath,should she choose to remain his property,would be punishable offenses.
From the floor,she raised a pair of eyes full of love and devotion,and whispered,”Use me,punish me,…own me ….please?”
April 12th, 2008 at 8:11 am
He could no longer contain his lust and took her firmly,but not painfully by the hair leading her to the table and sat down quickly in the chair.After unbuttoning the fly of his jeans,he gathered the back of her head and led her to what he wanted.
She could barely breathe,her excitement was so great.This is exactly how she wanted her life to be.She didnt want to be injured,choked,beaten to a pulp.What she did want was a man she needed,who wamted her so badly that he would take what he wanted.She gently removed his hardness from his jeans,while settling her bare butt down on her feet.
She began smiling and lightly licking the head of his cock,as if she knew something that he did not.After she had ran her tongue up one side and down the other of his hardened member he used that ponytail grip of her hair that he had kept while leading her to the table,to place her nose back down to the floor again.
The palm of his hand impacted on her rear end with a loud “crack” three times.They were short,very hard and to the point and she immediately understood that he had not been happy with her efforts.The burn from those three reddening hand marks on the cheeks of her ass grew in such a way that was both unpleasant but still left an itch that made her want more.
“When I let my slave please me,I dont want a porn star blowjob.I want my cock sucked.I want you to swallow me.Over and over.I want you to use your mouth and throat to give me the most intense orgasm Ive ever had.Understand? I want enthusiam for the job you’ve been given.”
“Yes,Master,”she panted.
“This is what its like to be owned,”she thought to herself.She threw herself back into her work and began nodding on him furiously,drawing moans of pleasure,and the fistful of her hair to relax and become a gentle instrument,stroking her face.
Behind the two-way mirror,Patty stood with arms crossed watching the scene until she saw the enthusiastic renewal of the young woman’s efforts.She smiled a knowing smile and turned to walk away
Patty whispered,”I think shes gonna make it.”
April 12th, 2008 at 8:42 am
He wasnt ready to give her all that she had wanted just yet.He put his hand gently on her forehead,warding her off and moving her mouth back off the head of his cock.
“Not yet,little one,”he smiled.”We still have some ground to cover.You need to understand a great deal and the time is limited to a weekend package.Come…..”
He led her up off her knees and over to a restraint bench.Her eyes betrayed her thoughts.He understood immediately that she thought she had erred again.His index finger found her lips and stilled them.
“Shhhh,,youve done nothing wrong.This is merely one more excercise in many.Understand?”
The tear that had formed still fell but she smiled and understood that he had this whole weekend pretty much planned and things would go according to that plan.He would make sure of it.She crawled up onto the table face down and allowed her wrists and ankles to be secured.
No situation in her life had ever left her feeling more exposed and vulnerable.Even her gynies table had left her able to see what was coming.She could only wait and experience what he was going to do to her.It was of no matter to her at this point.Her determination to follow through was unshakable.
“At any given time,in our relationship,I may wish to examine what is mine.The reasons are not necessary to relate.”
She felt a lubed and ungloved finger enter her vagina and immediately search out her G-spot.He tickled it harder as he felt her begin to move,as best she could,on his finger and moan wantonly.When he took his finger away she cried out in disappointment.
“Which brings us to our next example of slavery.This is where I will give you a chance to catch your breath and consider if you want to go on.You will sample punishment next,”he stated.For effect he walked over to the wall and pulled the Patty paddle down.She stared at the drawing centered on the face of the paddle.The submissive,blindfolded,kneeling before the man in blue jeans and his dominant and loving grip of her ponytail.
“I want it,Sir,”she said with a nod of her head and gentle closing of her eyes.
April 12th, 2008 at 1:39 pm
He bent forward so that she could see his eyes and understand completely what he had to say.
“You’ve done nothing at all,to deserve a punishment.What we need is an understanding of what will take place when you are punished.What you will endure,if you will.I cannot find it in me to do this for the duration or the severity that would lend itself to this kind of discipline.You will be given a short sample.Then you can decide for yourself what you want in your everyday life outside of the safety of this facility.”
‘I will not punish you while you are bound,so I will let you up and off the exam table,”he said,grunting with the effort of leaning over her body and the bench and unbuckling the leather bonds.”Ready yourself now.”
She pushed herself off the bench and rubbed her wrists momentarily.Leather always made her skin feel so dry but she loved the way it felt while it was on her body.Immediately she walked over to the table and placed her upper body flat and reached her hands to grip the far edges,presenting her bottom.
Behind the two-way mirror,Patty returned to check on the progress in room number 4.When she had determined that the disciplinary session was completely voluntary and the submissive was not being injured,she continued on with a smile.
“Steel yourself,girl.”she quietly murmured.”He looks like he can swat pretty hard!”
The crotch of his blue jeans was inches from her face as she tried to look into his eyes.She wanted to show him that she wanted this.His hesitation before her now made her feel as if the whole thing might unravel.He might not be able to punish her for no reason.It was part of why she wanted him to guide her.He had this huge heart to go with his stern side.
“I have this problem….I make myself throw up….”she stated simply.
For a moment he only blinked,not comprehending.
“What?”
The dam broke and she spilled her heart over the next few moments.Nothing may exist that is ingrained more in human nature than being naked before someone and confessing your heartaches and wrongs.
When the tears had stopped flowing,and the last one wiped away by his thumb,he knelt before her this time.It was not a gesture of submission.It was so she could see his eyes.He needed to let her see his eyes while he told her this.
“You will not hurt yourself anymore.You will not damage property that I value.I will not let you.We will take care of this now.Every time you have thoughts to do harm or downgrade your value,you will remember the discipline I gave you tonight.Believe me,you wont ever want to do it again.”
He stepped behind her,no longer weighing the option of a light warm-up.The first swat of the paddle made her blonde locks framing her face flip up momentarily before dropping back down to hang as the wail of the corrected and sorry bounced off the sound-proofed walls.
She wailed she was sorry,and a pistol-shot-like”crack”filled the room.She wailed she would never do it again,and a pistol-shot-like”crack”sounded again.She cried true tears that dripped to the floor beneath her face.The fall of the paddle continued.Twenty,twenty-five,thirty.
The itch built alongside the volume of her cries.Her groin clenched and shuddered.If he kept paddling her,she didnt think she could keep from cumming soon….And suddenly he stopped.
His face appeared before her own tear streaked one.His eyes were full of lust and love.
“I dont need to see any more,”he said as he wrapped her new leather collar around her neck.”You are Mine.I take possession of you.Now get your naked ass on that bed.Your Master wants you now”
So it began at Pattys B&B…and so it was.
April 13th, 2008 at 4:06 am
Patty, Jeff is quite something, excellent Jeff, thank you.
Patty, love and warm hugs,
Paul.
April 13th, 2008 at 2:29 pm
Thank you,thank you,,,bowing to all corners..
April 14th, 2008 at 4:58 pm
LOL! Thank you Amanda
Hehehehehe Paul I whole heartedly agree. Jeff is quite something Special, comfortable in his shoes and giving … Just like you.
Jeff you are diabolical, and a very special friend. Thank you
April 14th, 2008 at 5:20 pm
Diabolical?Let me get out me Thesaurus and see what that means…..hmmmmm.