spanked, apparently

Mid-30s spankee. Writer. Europe.

[combataromantic-deactivated2026]

bdsm scene where I’m a subway worker and I get your sandwich wrong 6 times in a row (in a dom way)

[parasitic-paradise]

manhandle me under your arm to spank me without a warning, send me to wait for you in my room, lecture me while i’m over your lap, excuse yourself from gatherings so you can go “take care” of me, make me feel like a kid who can’t behave.  i think that would fix me maybe

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The lecture!

[femmevelvets]

need to be laid across a lap and spanked and rubbed until i can't think anymore with no means to complain or squirm away until they've made sure i'm a good angel girl again with no thoughts of misbehaving or being not good again </3

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Bonus points if this is a long and slow process with like, a narrative arc. <3

[anarqueeen]

I'll have you know I was "a pleasure to have" in the torture dungeon

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getting a gold star on your torture dungeon report card

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spanking type: when you haven't done anything wrong but your brain is doing that thing and you both know the fastest reset is ten minutes over her knee and a good cry.

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every spankee has a "well TECHNICALLY i didn't break the rule" face and every top has the look they give in response and it is always the same look.

[spankedapparently]

the thing i actually like is the spanking AND the part that someone noticed enough to know when i've earned one. i just can't decide which part i like more and i don't think i have to.

[spankedapparently]

i would like to be given a very small task and praised extensively for completing it. that's the whole post.

[angels1ut]

“i don’t recall telling you to speak. shut your pretty mouth.” when i’m talking back, followed by “look at me when i’m talking to you.” as she grabs my chin and forces me to make eye contact. “i dare you to roll your eyes again.” punctuated with a slap to my cheek

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the face slap thing is that it's so immediate. there's no implement, no position, no setup. it's just her hand and your face and it's over before you've processed it's happening. and then you're standing there and your cheek is warm and she's still looking at you and you're definitely not rolling your eyes anymore.

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extremely specific spanking scenarios (nobody asked for)

she is a medieval abbess. you have, again, been caught adding unnecessary flourishes to the illuminated manuscript. it is the letter Q. it has a small rabbit in it. she sets it down. she picks up the ruler. she pulls the stool away from the desk and sits on it and says nothing and you already know.

you are the only marine biologist on a research vessel in the north atlantic and you have filed the specimen report incorrectly and there is nowhere to go. she has printed it out and annotated it in red. the north atlantic is very large. the cabin is very small. she pats her knee once. you have written books. you have explained your reasoning. she pats her knee again.

the postmistress in a small town in 1962 knows everything. she has known since thursday. you are wearing coral lipstick applied this morning in an act of optimism. she comes around to your side of the counter and pulls the chair out from the wall. the blinds are already closed.

[spankerofbrats-deactivated20260]

I walk into our home and see you in corner. I pull you out to question why you are there. Turns out my princess needs to go over my knee

[unspeakablearchives]

"Even repulsive fiction must be protected, because the alternative - letting the government dictate which words may be written - is far more dangerous than any story could ever be."

[spankedapparently]

imagine a dynamic where every week she sits down and reads you her notebook. every entry. out loud. and you have to sit there and hear yourself accounted for, item by item.

and then you go over her knee for all of it.

and then, still sore, still a little teary, you sit down with your punishment journal and you write. what happened. how it felt. whether you deserved it. she gives you fifteen minutes.

she reads every word.

and if you haven't written it honestly enough, you're back over her knee and you start again.

there's nowhere to hide.

[spankedapparently]

tells you you’ve been so good. touches your cheek. calls you sweet thing. and you’re just standing there in her kitchen in fuzzy socks becoming completely non-verbal about it.

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the spanking paradox: if you enjoy being spanked then spanking isn't really a punishment. so the real punishment is not being spanked. but if you're not being spanked you're unregulated and you misbehave. which means you need spanking more. which means....... wait. oh. that's what maintenance spankings are for. i just solved it in real time. someone give me a grant.

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It's funny how I have a spanking blog but every single fucking time a spanking actually starts I suddenly remember they actually HURT. I enjoy thinking about them and I enjoy the feeling after, but the actual thing always is... well, yeah.

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I feel cringe writing this but I want a bedtime spanking and I refuse to lie and the cringe will turn to dopamine because I have a weird brain.