Peter Birch is an incorrigible spanking enthusiast, a dilettante photographer and possibly the world's most prolific writer of erotica, with well over one hundred titles published under more than a dozen pseudonyms across a career of nearly thirty years.

Domestic Discipline

 

Among all spanking scenarios this is the one most people crave, and the one most typical of real life. For many, probably the great majority, it's a purely personal affair, whereby one partner consents to receive corporal punishment from the other, or possibly both give and receive as circumstances dictate. Full, informed, intelligent consent is of course essential in any real situation, otherwise it becomes abusive, but in fantasy scenarios domestic discipline is almost invariably presented as something given as needed, according to the judgement of the disciplinarian.

Not that long ago, certainly in the 'fifties, the idea that a husband could and should spank his wife was so ordinary as to be mainstream. It was a common theme in cartoons and even advertisements, many recent enough for the images to still be under copyright. This sort of spanking was treated as humorous, mildly titillating, but certainly not inappropriate. Nowadays the idea is treated with horror, but that doesn't mean it's died out, and it certainly hasn't lost it's appeal among spanking enthusiasts. In a typical modern scenario the Head of House will lay down a set of rules and standards of behaviour for his partner, who accepts punishment according to his judgement. Their agreement can be written down or it can be verbal, but it should never be absolute because only the fact that the submissive partner makes the ultimate decision as to what is acceptable saves the relationship from becoming abusive. Punishments can be as simple and unpredictable as a smack of admonition applied to the back of her thigh when he feels it is needed, or precise and elaborate, but will almost invariably involve her getting her bottom smacked.

Whether in reality, in old spanking magazines, modern internet content, or whatever it might be, domestic discipline is seldom if ever glamorous or contrived, and it certainly doesn't require overtly sexual clothing or elaborate props, for all the current popularity of domestic dungeons. In the vast majority of cases it's simply a matter of skirt up, panties down and a spanking applied by hand or with some convenient implement.

My example is very typical, and completely genuine. My friend Ishmael includes domestic discipline in his relationships as a matter of course, and would never consider a partner who wasn't equally accepting of the idea. This is a picture I took one afternoon in his study, and for him, and for her, and for me for that matter, the situation was by no means out of the ordinary. I don't even recall why she needed to be spanked, but she did, and she was. My presence made no difference, and as I recall I was sipping a cup of coffee at the time, watching as she was made to kneel on a convenient chair and present her bottom for punishment. There was no protest as he raised her smart navy blue skirt and pulled down her panties, for all that she must have known I could see her cunt as well as her bare bottom. She knew she was going to be done bare, and it would have made no difference how many people were watching. He then spanked her with a leather strap, not viciously hard, but with two dozen firm, well aimed strokes that left her bottom blushing a pretty rose pink all over. She was then made to kiss the strap and allowed to sit down, still with her skirt turned high and her panties around her knees as we continued the conversation we'd been having earlier.