Tears without a frown


tears without a frownBarabara1956 recently sent me a brief but rather complimentary email describing herself as a ‘crazy put-upon spanking fan since 1975.’ Published with her permission, she asked:

Although your heroines often cry, it is usually from surrender or pain. Mostly women cry when they are spanked from emotional release and the catharsis of a good spanking.

In my youth and now, I always cried after a spanking when I felt good and not bad. This was true even when I had been a bad girl and deserved it. I knew from the age of 19 that it would always be like this. As I got older I often need a reprise of pain and surrender when I was out of line for a true effect, but luckily my husband understood.

Anyway, I love your stories, especially when the women have a good cry and are sent to the corner where they belong, tee-hee.

This put me in mind of a comment culled from (I think) Fetlife, which had been put aside for a future post.

Tricia wrote:

I wasn’t spanked at home, but seem to have courted it one way or another all my adult life. I guess that does make me a spanko, duh (or I wouldn’t be here) but why did it take me 10 years to get it. Go figure.

But what I wanted to say was before I realized that I needed to be spanked I only resented those spankings that didn’t make me cry. It was almost as if sub-consciously (sorry is that a pun?) I was thinking, well if you are going to spank me then do it properly.

I especially dig it when a man takes me there, but until recently I found that most men used to hang back or stopped when I kicked off (which is totally cool and a bummer at the same time), where women usually let me have it. In my twenties I had one crazy sexual-social life.

Serves me right for being a consensual non-consent fetishist I guess.

I love the ‘consensual non-consent fetishist,’ comment. I might use it some time.

5 Responses to “Tears without a frown”

  1. 1 Karl Friedrich Gauss

    Fascinating to read about the role spanking plays in the emotional economy of this young lady. Guess you’d call these therapeutic spankings. I gather not all women cry so readily from being spanked.

  2. 3 PDBB

    Do you want to know why daddys are such softies when it comes to their “little girls”? Look at that face, could you spank that bottom and make her cry? She had better not try those ploys with mama though – she knows the tricks. Probably been there – done that herself.

  3. 4 Lori_sign

    I like a real spanking like the kind that goes on until I am sobbing. I finally opened up to boyfriend of 8 month that I like spanking. So we tried a few times. He spanked me until he was comfortable a few time. Than he spanked me until I safe worded out a few times. He gave me a few timed 2 minutes hand spanking a few weeks later which was pretty good. But they were always over my cloths Than I told what I really wanted to try. Told him I wanted a very long no-nonsense real discipline punishment style spanking until I am crying beyond my ability to make words. I wanted to feel the trepidation of relinquish my safe word. To have no time limit, no swat limit, no protection. I wanted to feel the anticipation of slowly pushing my pants and panties down myself, not knowing when its going to stop or how many I was going to get. I want to try to experience the thrill and endorphins surge of making the choice, to feel adrenaline rush to will myself of staying in position and take it, no matter how bad it hurt until I was crying out of control and feel that cathartic emotional release. He was very reluctant at first and we talked about it for days. I wanted him to start off slower and build up so that that the spanking would last longer. At first he wasn’t wanting to because he was concerned welts and bruises. After telling him that I expected that. Its still took him over week before he realized I was serious. He finally decided to give it a try. We had to wait for his roommate to leave for the weekend. We got to his place. I slowly pushed my jeans and panties all the down my knees. He put me over his lap started spanking me with his hand really hard for a really long time. I mean after a good solid minute he began with those rapid fire smacks for another 3 while I was fluttering my feet like all get out. He finally let me up and I did that post spanking hop. I stiffened up, flew my hands over my ass as I pushed my hips forward and began rubbing frantically as I was hoping up and down. I was far from crying but I sure was fussing because that was the hardest and longest hand spanking I had ever got. After I calmed down enough stay in one place. He went to his room and came back a pillow. He pulled off his leather but fairly thin office belt doubled it half and asked me. “Ok, are you absolutely sure, no safe word, no time limit and no swat limit?” I respond with a yes. “Ok, that means I decide when this whippin stops not you, you sure that’s what you want, I mean it this belt spanking will continue until you are crying so hard you can’t make out words?” There I was jeans and panties down to ankles now. As I was still rubbing I looked directly into his eyes, I shuffled over and gently put my arms around him and hugged him. I gave him a long passainate kissed ever so gently and I and said, “Yes, please, I really do want to try this. So please don’t hold back but just start of slowly ok?” “You’ll get quit a few before I finish you off. Remember, your safe word is nullified the moment you laid over couch. I laid over the arm of the couch after he gave me his bed pillow to hang on too. He started in hard and continuous about one whack per second and it just seem to go on and on. I was fussing and yelling quite a bit every time the belt came down. Than right no where he startes beating my ass really and really fast. It took my breath away. I shoved my face I to my pillow and started biting it trying to muffle my screaming. He wasn’t stopping, instinctively I tried shouting my safe word but he ignored it and he kept whacking away. I was kicking and screaming and it seemed like it would never end. I don’t know how long it lasted but I finally broke into sobbing but he still kept whipping my ass hard and fast. When he finally stopped I was bawling so hard I was hiccup crying and my eyes were all puffy and stinging as tears were flowing. I just laid there sobbing. I couldn’t believe I was actually able to will myself to accept it. Its was pure release. Am I the only who likes getting spanked so hard?

    • 5 DJ

      Hi Lori,

      thank you for that insight – I don’t think you are alone in your need – although few go this far. I have known of a few women who fantasise about this level of submission but few can go through with it.

      I believe it might be called decrynatisation (?)

      One thing – think about para breaks in long comments. 🙂

      Thank you.

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