The photos in the below post are the first we ever took of me after a spanking. It's clear that I was a little shy about it, leading up to the pictures at the end rather than putting them at the beginning, as I would now, or even stating proudly that the pics were coming if you scrolled through the post. I'm happy that I no longer consider myself a monster to be hidden away at the end.
#ThrowbackThursday: The Monster at the End of this Post, 8/26/2007
Yahoo's homepage today features this photo of students in uniform with the question, "Are school uniforms harmful or helpful?" The link leads to Yahoo Answers, one of the most terrifying sources of information on the Internet. If you need a question answered by a twelve year old with an attitude and poor spelling, this is the place to go. Needless to say, most of the responses were against uniforms. A few adults chimed in to point out that school is a place to learn, but nobody seemed terribly impressed.Now, if I was one of the tween or teen students responding, I, too, would have been against being made to wear a uniform, though being a spelling bee champion, I could have made my case more convincingly. In fact, I was part of an anti-dresscode rebellion during my first year of highschool. A male friend was sent home for wearing a skirt. It was the early nineties, after all. We made posters and passed out petitions, telling students that if the boys couldn't wear skirts, soon the girls wouldn't be allowed to wear pants. We won, to a degree. Boys won the rights to wear kilts. Good enough.
This is all so humorous in retrospect, considering I spent a good portion of my weekend putting together a schoolgirl outfit that I could get away with wearing in public. Friday night found the perfect plaid skirt, knee-length, with a slight A-line. I'd have to be ten years younger or thirty years older to have gotten away with pleats. A simple black sweater vest was next. Throw it on over any button-down shirt--instant schoolgirl/librarian (perfect, as I worked in a library in highschool, and still miss it terribly). Oddly enough, the white blouse was more difficult to find. I gave up on the long-sleeved version, especially as I already have a few, and found a very fitted one with adorable puffed sleeves. It could double as a milkmaid blouse, which is fine. Milkmaids need spankings too. New black Mary Janes on Saturday completed the ensemble. Naturally, I already had the white knee socks at home.
This is where Yahoo's question becomes problematic. Whether a school uniform is harmful or helpful really depends on the goal, doesn't it? If my goal was to get a 24-stroke caning with no warm-up, then I'd say the uniform was quite helpful, indeed. However, from a hands-on-my-ankles, tear-drops-on-the-floor perspective, I'd say the outfit was fairly harmful to my poor plump bottom. So it's a toss-up. I had a wonderfully terrible, or terribly wonderful, time of it. So, to sum up: Plaid skirt on sale at Macy's, seventy dollars on debit Mastercard. White schoolgirl-milkmaid blouse, thirty dollars on debit Mastercard. Mary Janes at a terrific price, seventeen dollars on debit Mastercard. A perfectly striped caning from the man who loves me? Priceless.
Halfway through the caning, I was put in the corner while my husband went to find my camera. We've never taken photos of me during or after a punishment before, mostly due to my own self-consciousness. He left such perfect marks, though, that he couldn't resist, and I wasn't exactly about to say no. Halfway through a caning could easily have turned into a third or a fourth of the way through. After we admired the pictures, he encouraged me to post them here. I never planned to share my bountiful bottom on this page, but I do want to show of his handywork.
See how much I love my marks, Sir? Let's hope they like 'em too.
P.S. For those not current on their Sesame Street literature, "The Monster at the End of this Book" was a classic Grover tome, in which the monster at the end of the book turns out to be Grover himself.
It's still March. I hope you will answer one question. Speaking either just for yourself or for all women, your choice, where does the desire to dress like a school girl come from? You say you did not when in school, so it's not to relive it. I understand that your husband appreciates it, but what is the source of such wide spread desire? And bless all who do it, men love the look.
ReplyDeleteI will answer most questions, regardless of the month. However, I probably will not answer most questions succinctly, including this one. :-)
DeleteI think there are a few answers to this question, but they all tie into the age at which one would wear a school uniform, and thus the uniform flags a particular mindset. If the uniform is worn through secondary school, we can presume we've met the age of consent, so I'm not going to worry about the age issue in regards to legality or social mores.
That being said, one's teen years are a time of innocence/exploration. For spankophiles who enjoy the notion of incorporating the idea of punishment into the act, the things a teen might do can still be considered worthy of punishment. Once we're adults, we can smoke, drink, play hooky, etc. The school uniform is an indicator that the wearer maintains a certain innocence, that the wearer requires protection of some kind in the form of an older, wiser adult, and that the wearer can be guided by that protector, which may include punishment for acts deemed inappropriate.
There's an element of age play, certainly, but it has less to do with age and more to do with power exchange and moral responsibility. For example, another spanking roleplay scenario might be a boss and an employee, however, the boss is not in a position to morally guide or correct the employee. Punishment can be a part of that roleplay, but the boss becomes creepy if he's looking out for the good of the employee rather than the company. Sure he can punish her for being late too many times, but he can't punish her for being late because letting her be late all the time is going to teach her bad habits that she'll carry with her throughout her life. That's treating the employee like a child -- and there's the rub. The dominant player in a school uniform scenario can take that moral high ground. It's part of the play.
So, ultimately, the appeal of the school uniform, to me, is:
1) The wearer, who has an implied innocence due to the age indicated by the uniform, can be scolded, punished, and treated like an underling who still needs protection and guidance.
2) The protector/punisher has a responsibility to the wearer of the uniform - punishment is to teach a lesson, not to be cruel, and the well-being of the uniformed "student" is a priority.
3) Men love the look. ;-)
Succinctly? Well, no, but thanks for taking the time to do the expanded remarks.
DeleteI asked my wife why and her first answer was to be a little girl. I pressed and she said because I liked the look.
True, but it’s not something that I recall every saying I wanted to her wear.
It seems to be a universal spanking outfit and I just find that to be a bit odd considering that most women did not wear them. i.e you and my wife.
Sadly, her pleated tartan plaid skirt “shrunk" before it’s time and considering it was made of expensive English wool, it was not replaced.