Should I do it? Of Course Not! Or...

I had a very great comment exchange with an older gentleman, a widower, who is a newcomer to my blog. We've jointly agreed to call him Daddy Frank here. We then connected by email. He is offering to host me for a weekend in his home in an extended roleplay with him as my Grandad and me as his older teen granddaughter. I shouldn't do it, right? Right?

His first comment was on my post Spanked! where I described a spanking I received in the kitchen from my husband for not being diligent with the home cooking.

Comment from Daddy Frank:

Nice to see the traditional values of wife and home being enforced in such a spectacular fashion. I dare say you will be attending better to the cooking or risking a roasted butt of your own, and good on you and your husband.

I imagine being dangled over his lap on that high stool made you feel quite the little girl over Daddy's lap.

I'm glad the kitchen utensil made a showing. The appropriateness of location and implement were perfection. I bet you think about that spanking every time you're in your kitchen and when opening that drawer.

I must confess that I LOVE comments like this, so he started out in my good books already. He understands the game we are playing and plays into it. A comment like that makes my pussy tingle and moisten. I re-read it several times. I carefully considered my response.

Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.

That positioning did definitely make me feel like a little girl over daddy's knee.

And yes, as you say, every time I'm in the kitchen, and especially when preparing a meal, those thoughts are right there.

I always respond respectfully to men who have taken the time and trouble to play with me. He replied.

Good. I'm glad. That's the proper attitude for a wife. Knowing you're never too far away from being upended across your husband's knee, skirt raised, panties lowered, and getting the spanking of your life. And, apparently, from your replies below (which came as quite a shock to me, a good one mind you), having to tell your parents about your spanking afterwards?!? I'm sure your cheeks will burn with shame as you carry out that part of your punishment. A pity that the "spanked at school, spanked at home" rule does not seem to carry over to husband and father. How old were you when your father last spanked you?

Ah! A newbie to my blog, apparently. This was confirmed later. I filled him in a bit and concluded as follows.

It is always really embarrassing having to reveal my justly earned spankings to my parents. I feel back like an 8-year-old. Daddy usually teases me a bit about my "sore bum" and seems pleased with the arrangement. Mom is more dubious, but supportive of my lifestyle choices.

It would be a total fantasy come true for me if things evolved such that every time my husband spanked me, my Daddy would give me one also for "not growing up to be a proper and obedient young lady" and having to be spanked by my husband. I would consent to that...

Grandad Frank apparently liked that response!

I'm new to this blog, but what a delightful young lady you are turning out to be. Have you posted any images of yourself in the midst of a spanking, or is that too embarrassing or not allowed?

I think all young ladies could take a valuable lesson from you on the proper way to submit to father and husband.

I will go back and read some of your earlier blog entries.

You say "you would consent to that". Perhaps I am reading more into it, but would you in fact consent to more regarding your father if so instructed? 

Daddy Frank was pretty observant. I had intended to imply more would be welcomed by my turn of phrase and he picked up on it. He is also subtly asking if I can prove who I say I am. Of course I can.

I have Sir, on multiple occasions. A relatively more recent photo set is here: Photos of my Red Bum (and more). I posted a video of me receiving a spanking here: Julie Spanked on Video.

Thank you for being new here and commenting and perusing my earlier entries. I hope they will be entertaining to you. Drop a comment on any of the older ones and I will see it and respond.

Regarding consent. Yes, you have a sharp appreciation of nuance Sir. I do fantasize about being taken by my actual father in the ways you imply. All the ways. He has never and would never. But if he asked or ordered it, I would submit. I mean, he literally made me, a daughter can show a little gratitude for that, can't she? (Gush!)

I know, I know. Such a giant Daddy fantasy I have. I'm such a bad girl.

Even more delightful, young lady. You're as pretty as I would have hoped. I scrolled the first post you referred me to. The very first photo of you in those very cute panties made me laugh out loud with delight. And then the progressive baring and reddening of your bottom to full "crimsoned" as you suggested.

And the embarrassing display that you felt compelled to publish and was thereafter (and rightly) punished for. 

I also like that you keep your vagina well-shaved and waxed. Daddy's little girl indeed.

I enjoy how you completely confuse in your sex-added mind your husband and your Daddy, both for spanking and sex. Your Daddy fantasies seem to be at the heart of your cravings for this lifestyle.

Then I went and watched both versions of the video of you being given a spanking by your husband. Very cute how you kick and cry and carry on like a little girl across your Daddy's knee. And a very spectacular bottom, perfectly designed for spanking.

I shall send you an email. You may refer to me as "Daddy Frank". I am old enough to be your father, young lady.

Phew! Do I have an embarrassment fetish or what? Alongside my Daddy fetish and my spanking fetish. It's thrilling and humiliating that older men, such as Daddy Frank, are allowed to see me like this, in the most private ways imaginable usually reserved only between husband and wife. I could tell already at this point that Daddy Frank was angling to get into my panties and spank me in real-life. A girl knows... But I didn't mind, I was being a terrible, terrible tease, after all.

Thank you for the compliment about my pictures. Glad you liked the video also.

And yes, Daddy fantasies play a huge role in my submissiveness, though I had a very normal upbringing and good relationship with my dad. As you read more of my blog, you'll find that I get very turned on at the thought of spankings and sex from men old enough to be my father (or older).

Looking forward to the email. I am hoping that in addition to telling me more about yourself in your email (you're obviously well educated and sophisticated) that you'll keep the correspondence very Strict Daddy / naughty daughter. Please have zero fears of taking too many liberties with me or offending me at all.

I do enjoy these sorts of correspondences. And you can see how I keep poor horny Daddy Frank "on the hook" with references to how much I fantasize about older men (just like him) spanking and fucking me. Thirsty Daddy. Is that wrong of me, or just a bit of flirty fun? Am I just a cock-tease who should be punished for it, and if so how? Would love your honest take in the comments. I do it deliberately with zero intent of following through.

Since I don't think if I've ever met a young lady so deserving of being turned over the knee, that will not be difficult.

I think that's what Grandad Frank was alluding to: my dreadful cock teasing!

On my following post, Waning Sex Drive?, I comment on how David is so busy at work and not paying enough attention to me, and therefore how horny for spankings and rough sex I get, and how I masturbate outrageously and continuously as a result, giving multiple images I found on bdsmlr to illustrate the sorts of materials I get off to.

Daddy Frank studied me image selection and combined the together in a creative way to turn me on.

If you were my grand daughter, sleeping over, and I walked in in you and caught you doing what is depicted in #2,

a belting would not just be your fantasy, but your reality as well! When I'm done, you'll be writhing around and clutching your ass just like #21. 

Then it will be a turn over and I'd give you a #37 to have the punishment fit the crime.

Afterwards I'll get my muscle massager out and give you a #43 so you don't self-abuse any more.

For the rest of the weekend, expect a lot of spankings like #19 

and  #46,

followed by timeout in the style of #23 while I weed the garden. 

Be warned, young lady, that if you accept an invitation to sleep over, that's exactly what you'd be getting from me! 

Oh my! Love the selections. Using my very own fantasies in a novel context to seduce me? Loved it! I must say, the thought of such a weekend alone with a man like Grandad Frank turns me on immensely. He seems capable of giving me the sort of discipline I crave. Given his mention of outdoor nude timeout, I wondered if his neighbours would be invited over to see the silly and horny little Canadian girl well-spanked?

Wow, you made a whole story out of it. Thank you Daddy! I reviewed each pic as I read. I am sorely tempted to accept that invitation on some weekend David is away on business. I can be your grand daughter for a weekend...

Yes it was a tease, but it was also my fantasy desire. He knew what was up, though.

You little tease you!

I'll call that bluff. I am a widower who lives alone South of your border. You'd have to travel down. I'd be happy to pay your way. My daughter and her husband, and my son and daughter-in-law may wonder about the strange Canadian woman staying with Dad, but I think I can keep them away for a weekend. Let's see you put your ass where your mouth is :-)

Would I want his kids to stay away? Or would I want to be shown off, in pig-tails and schoolgirl dress, told about my spankings, and have them be completely scandalized by my presence?!? He may well garner a newfound respect from his son and son-in-law.

I noticed he did not mention sex at all. I decided to see if his mind was on that (not that it would turn me off at all, quite to the contrary, having never experienced old cock but dying to do so!). I wrote back.

Would I be your little 18-year-old grand daughter for the weekend? You'd have to be nice to me and buy me ice cream and stuff. You'd walk into my room to say goodnight and catch me doing that. Then the spanking. Then I'd have to confess to you how horny I always get. You think a whole long weekend of aversion therapy, making me do it while you watch, followed by strict spankings and embarrassing timeouts. Maybe one reason I'm so horny is that I've never had sex? Can you teach me how to give head and how to receive intercourse, in both holes? I hope Grand Dad has a good supply of Viagra on hand. Just please DON'T watch the video related to #40 linked to in the comment below.

https://www.spankingtube.com/video/17641/stepmother-first-15-mins

 I couldn't take anything like that. That would be TOO MUCH, ok? Please.

A reader found an extended trailer from the video the gif was taken from (its linked above). Mom makes no qualms about striking her daughter's pussy, asshole, and even spread open clit with a strict belt while her step-dad watches.

I liked Grandad Frank's response. A purist response which I can totally respect.

Don't be absurd and obscene, young lady. Grandad will teach you nothing of the sort. He WILL teach you, in no uncertain terms, to go to bed on time and to get the sort of sleep a young lady requires, to be modest and demure, to dress modestly, to act the little lady at all times, to have good table manners, to keep a civil and polite tongue in your head, not to overeat and to limit your sweets in order to keep your figure, and to make yourself useful and help out with the chores. And certainly (and my goodness!) NOT to play with yourself at bedtime (as if that even needs saying).

I believe the old-fashioned methods are best for instructing young ladies, which means corporal punishment, on the bare, with timeouts. If you misbehave, then according to your behaviour Grandad may use mouth-soaping, duct tape over your mouth, line writing, and figging (in both places). Yes, it will be painful and embarrassing, but it's for your own good and because Grandad loves you, sweetheart.

I reviewed the punishment method the step-mother used in #40. I certainly hope I would not have to use methods like that on you. However, if you persistently continue to play with yourself, despite multiple punishments for it, I would not hesitate to go there, so be warned.

Now, when can you come for a visit with Grandad?

Grandad Frank

Ok, FUCK, the perfect fucking response.

Oh gush, Grandad! 💦💦💦

You are making me really, really want to now...

Oh dear... 🤔😥😈😇🥰😘😟😥

He replied simply,

Expect an email with the particulars, dear.

Grandad Frank has sent me that email. I know all about him now. His real name, his address, pics of him, his professional bio (now retired), his family situation, about his deceased wife, his BDSM history. The lot. He stepped out of character in his email and genuinely invited me. He wrote about playing safely, safewords, respecting my limits, setting boundaries in advance, and all that mature grown-up stuff. He was willing to do whatever additional screening I required, and would pay all my expenses, as well as sending me back home with a gift of his appreciation.

Oh gosh! I have not replied yet. I guess this post is part of my reply. Any advice, guys? David doesn't have a jealous bone in his body, he would most likely encourage me, though the safety factor might be the wildcard for him.

If I did do it, here's how I imagine it might go down...

I would dress in my schoolgirl kit. Like this.

I would travel dressed like this. Need to get into the mood. I imagine Grandad Frank would pick me up at the airport. We would never break character the entire time. All negotiations about boundaries would be done in advance by email. He would be holding up a sign that said "Julie". I would also know him from his picture. I would run up to him and hug him and say "Grandad!" He would drive me back to his place. He would try to converse with me but I'd be on my phone on social media the whole time, pretty much ignoring him. He'd be getting hot under the collar.

He would show me around his home and show me my room. I'd make some rude and disparaging comments about the age of the house, the size of my room, and the state of my mattress. He'd grit his teeth. He'd say he had a little welcome meal prepared and I should come to the dining room. I'd absently say, "in a minute, I just need to respond to a few posts..."

Ten minutes later he'd come to get me again. "Oh fine!" I'd say, aggravated to be pulled away from my insta. The meal is all layed out and I'd sit the head of the table. I'd ask if the lettuce was organic at least? My phone would be beside me and I'd be constantly distracted by it.

"That's It!" Grandpa would say, finally losing his cool. "This is confiscated for the weekend!" He'd say, taking my phone from me,

"Give me my phone back you old fuck!"

"You need a good lesson in manners, young lady!"

"No. You do. Who takes somebody's phone like that!?! You need a lesson in manners!"

"Be respectful!"

"Fuck you!"

That's when Grandad would really lose it! He'd pull out his chair, grab me by my arm, throw me across his lap, lift my skirt, and lower my panties.

"No! Don't you dare! You pervert! Let me up. Let me up this instant. I'll fucking call the cops on you! Don't you dare!"

WACK!

Grandad's palm would smack against my bare ass.

WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK!

"This is clearly long overdue!"

WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK!

"Please Grandad! No! It hurts! It hurts!" I'd say, blocking the spanks with my hand. Grandad just grabs my wrist, pins it to my side, and continues my spanking.

WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK!

"Nooooo! Please! Stop! Stop!"

Grandad pauses, admiring his handiwork.

I'd be sniffling and crying.

"What have you got to say for yourself, young lady?"

"I'm sorry. I was rude. Now let me up. Please! This is sooo embarrassing!"

"Not yet. You need a lot more than that to learn your lesson!"

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"Ahhhhhh!!!! Nooooo!!! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll be a good girl! Please! I'll be a good girl!"

"I can see this weekend will turn out a bit different than I'd planned it. Instead of doing fun things together,  we'll take this opportunity to teach you how to behave in polite company with some good old fashioned over-the-knee discipline like we did it when I was growing up."

"No Grandad!"

"Do you need any more spanking, young lady, or are we done for the evening?"

"We're done Grandad, we're done. Please!"

"Alright then. See to it that you behave and are obedient and we won't need any more tonight."

"Yes Grandad. I promise."

"Good now get up. Go over to that corner and you stick your nose into it. Arms folded behind your back. Yes, panties down and skirt held up. Naughty girls show off their BARE RED BOTTOMS after a good spanking. Now you stay right there. If that nose leaves the corner or your arms uncross you'll be back across my knee. I'll go draw you a bath. Then I'll bathe you and put you to bed."

Grandad would come get me after a bit and take me over to the bathroom where the tub is half full.

"Take your clothes off. Hop in."

"Grandad... please!"

"Do you need another spanking?"

"No Sir."

I'd undress with a giant blush and sit in the bath. Grandad would sit beside me and scrub me with a soapy washcloth and a bathbrush, all over. He'd rinse me, dry me, and send me to bed.

After he left, the day's events flood back to me. I think about being bared and spanked across Grandad's knee. He... punished me. He actually punished me. He didn't take any of my shit. He spanked me. I would feel my pussy tingle and moisten at the thought. I'd reach my hands down and stroke myself. I'd shove a pillow down between my legs and start humping it thinking about Grandad spanking me.

"What's the meaning of this!?!" 

Oh no! Grandad had walked into my room and saw me! He hauls me out of bed, puts me back across his knee, and spanks me again saying what a naughty, naughty girl I am.

And so my weekend would go...

That sounds pretty fucking exciting!

What do you guys think should I do?