Camp Is Coming!

We were lucky enough to catch up with Daddy John about next month’s Camp Red Tails. We’re super excited to share with you an interview with him about the coming unique annual convening. There’s a bunch of key reasons to set aside the time and money to attend Camp. It’s an irreplacable moment on the calendar each year to immerse yourself into a Spanking-centered week with like-minded thinkers and feelers. It’s like a family…that still uses Spankings to help everyone get along!  😉

Only One Month to Go! An Intv With Daddy John About Camp 

by Daddy John

Camp Red Tails started about 30 years ago, and has taken place every summer since, with the exception of 2, we missed for Covid in Lake County, California. I’ve been going for approximately 23 years now. My partner, Johnny also has been going for approximately 24 years. It’s the most unique experience, where a bunch of guys get together for a vacation where you can immerse yourself in a total Spanking experience. Camp Red Tails was founded by Gil Connolly of Mans Hands Films.  My partner, Dan, and myself all of us long term alumni, took over camp a few years and are currently your hosts.

It’s a wonderful opportunities for boys to come with their dads to live in an environment were the only thing they have to think about is enjoying Spanking and playing with each other. We offer you 3 meals a day in a wonderful rural setting, which we have exclusive use for in a beautiful part of Lake County, California. Were we bring about between 60 and 80 guys together. It’s like summer camp for adults.

Camp this year camp will take place from Thursday July 20, till Tuesday, July 25.

Camp Red Tails started about 30 years ago, and when Gil Connolly the original founder got a group together to go away for a 3 day Spanking weekend. He found this idealic place, and a group of about 10 or 15 people went to the first camp, and then from there it just kind of mushroomed, and by word of mouth more people wanted to come. Many people were recommended to come, and now we currently have about 70 to 80 people and that is how it has grown. It has also grown in length, we know it originally was just a weekend, and now we arrive on Thursday, and we stay till Tuesday, so we’ve added days as more people came from distances.

We have campers from Australia, Europe, and many different states.  My partner and I travel from the East Coast every year for it, and it’s a great vacation. We look forward to it every year.

The Signed Paddle, The Paddled Signed

 So, Glenn was one of the original campers that came to camp. Red Tales. “The Professor” we used to call him! I believe he was an original member of the 15, and Spanking was one of his passion.

The Professor brought so much to camp, whether it be his interest in hiking interest, in nature or  botany, he would actual collect seeds at camp to add to his collection Most importantly  his passion for  Spankings, Spanking implements and all things to do with Spanking. He was interested in any type of paddle, and his enthusiasm for paddles was a tremendous added bonus to camp. You just had to love it when he tell you about how he made these paddles. He would bring impressive collection of paddles and other Spanking implements his own items.  A lot of them are now brought to camp by another camper. Mr. Spankee / Daddy Mark, so they are still part of Camp Red Tails.  

He was a wonderful, member of the Camp Red Tails Family. Every year the professor would handmade a paddle, and you would sign the paddle if he Spanked you with it. He would go around, and he says to you, “Oh, would you like to sign my paddle?” 

He was such a special guy. Mr. Spankee / Daddy Mark, who is very active member of the L.A. Spanking Community .Brings in a huge collection of his and the Professor’s paddles which are available for all camper to use .

Mr. Spankee / Daddy Mark is the keeper up the tradition of bringing a new paddle every year for campers to sign. However he added his own twist to the tradition, to the paddle. Now you can sign either sigh one side of the paddle he Spanks you with it, or you can sign the other side you Spank him with it.

Some of the original campers: still come, and there are some campers that are well into their 21st, 22^nd… 25th camps.  People may skip a few years and then come back, we are like a family. You know, if you been away a long time, and you want to come back, when you do you’re right into it with your with friends.

We’re always getting new campers, and you know we welcome them in, and they love it. It’s a very unique experience for a lot of different reasons one they have never experienced before. What I do when we get a new camper, someone that’s interested in camp, I always talk to them at length about it. I explain what it is, what it isn’t, so they know, what to expect, to make sure they understand what camp is all about.

For example, it’s not a sex camp. It’s an all-inclusive Spanking environment. That lasts for six days. It’s not something you can come to for just an afternoon. It’s about the total experience.

Jacuzzi Fun

The whole idea of camp is to have a group of friends that are coming together for a common experience—Spanking, right? And you come to Camp to live in that environment for days. In a place you feel comfortable, indulging in your passion for Spanking.   Camp offers you an opportunity to live the submissive/Dominant life style of Spanking life 24/7. And not have to actually worry about anything else other than Spanking since we offer you catered meals, beverages and lodging and the venue to make your dreams come true.

Once you get there, you’re going to be with the same group of guys, you’re going to eat your all your meals together. That’s one of the things we have found to be a great part of camp that we all sit together for all our meals and that’s where we become family.

One big family, a family that still uses Spanking when the boys start acting up!

Cabins at Camp

What does it cost

• $1,050 for six nights
• $900 for five nights

What’s Included?

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Full access to the resort during your stay

• The Main HouseBreakfast, Lunch and Dinner (catered and buffet-style)
• Beverages all day long (soft drinks, coffee & beer)
• Bedding, pillows and linens (just bring your bath & pool towels)
• Huge playroom (Ropes, Paddles, Benches)
• No fees or costs during your entire stay

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Things to do:

• ​Acres of Hiking Trails — with views of Clear Lake and beyond
• Plateaus on Hills & Mountains — for Spanking, meditation or star gazingThe WoodShed
• High speed wireless Internet access
• Large hot tub — great relaxation
• Large swimming pool — clean, clear and refreshing!
• Stone Labyrinth plus numerous hiking trails
• Massage Tables
• An antique mineral pool
• Indoor and Outdoor showers
• Large common grounds
• Easy free parking and secured ground

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No Spanking Needed

Let’s begin again, knowing that Cornertime Confidential wants to reiterate how valuable the second episode of the “Middle Life Crisis” podcast was. Be sure to listen to the whole thing for context. But short of that, we hope this blogpost will help explain a mission-critical piece of the puzzle when working with “middles.”

In the second episode of “Middle Life Crisis,” ‘zander went in an interesting direction in a conversation about Spankings and playdates and what happens when a boy is fully immersed in his “zone.” When you’re in the “boyzone” do you really need a Spanking?

Here’s what ‘zander talked about:

“I have met littles and middles who say, you know, I want to be taken care, but I don’t want to be Spanked. And that’s totally fine. These things are not getting baked in together, they can be disarticulated from each other, you can find a caregiver who, you know, can Discipline you without Spanking, or whatever. I mean, there’s so many other things. 

“And I think more than anything…the scolding is the most important part of that. That’s where my mind changes, you know, if there’s a Daddy (or Mommy) or a Caregiver that’s talking to me and saying: 

“You really scared me, you know, you, this is not something I want you to do again, do you understand what I mean?” 

That’s making me cry right now. It’s a very intense and emotional connection. 

“So you gotta have that before you get to the Spanking, which, and I’m kind of at the point now, where, if I’m going to an event, obviously, there’ll be scenes, and I’ll play around. Because I do like to do fun scenes with fun clothes. But like, if I’m just being “open regression,” and we’re playing, and I don’t get a Spanking, it’s not like, that was a waste of time for me at all. Like, it has definitely happened.

“It’s very realistic. There was a time two years ago where like, I think Ace Daddy sent me to The Corner to get ready for Spanking and came back. And we talked, and he decided not to do it. I mean, it was an incredibly realistic moment, because I had already learned my lesson. There was really no point in going through with it at that point. 

“So people that would just view that as sort of a bare bones scene would be like, “Oh, you didn’t get what you wanted.” 

But I did get what I wanted!

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Stories From the Front: Daddy Time

Peeing Assist: Stories From the Front

Daddys can be super great. I was at an age playdate at Hot Seat Retreat, and I was in my play clothes and needed to go pee. I raised my hand to get a Daddy’s attention, but there were so many boys causing so much noise, it was hard to get an adult’s attention.

Finally, Daddy R came over and said, 

“What’s up, big guy?!” 

And I said in his ear so the other boys couldn’t hear: “I need to go pee. Can you help me find the boy’s room?” 

And I turned to the boys around me who were coloring and said, “Save my place and don’t let Thomas take any of my crayons or candy, he’s been smashing the candy into his drawings and coloring over the candy and it’s really annoying.”

And my friend Tommy said, “Sure. Yeah, Thomas is gonna get in trouble doing that.”‘

Then Daddy R guided me away into the little boy’s room at the CCBC in Palm Springs where we were all gathered for a big event. It was really neat to get up and see from a tall high up perspective to see all the many boys coloring and the Daddy’s talking with them and patting their shoulders encouraging them to play nice and have fun. I turned around and wanted to go back, but Daddy R said, “We don’t want any accidents, so let’s get.”

And so I followed him, holding his hand as he guided me into the big bathroom and had me stand up over the bowl and tinkle. I reached down for my play pants to pull them down, and Daddy said, “Whoa, I think I’d better do that.” And he began peeling down my tight little play pants and the front of my underpants.

Then I reached down to hold my penis and aim, and Daddy said, “I’m going to need your arms by your side. Like I said, I don’t want any accidents.” And he reached down to my swimsuit region and pointed my willie into the bowl. (*Beat…*Beat…*Beat…) my heart began beating really hard. 

I couldn’t really think straight, and I couldn’t pee! I was so unfamiliar with this new feeling. 

Daddy R clearly knows what he’s doing because he said, “Oh, we can wait. When you’re ready.” I was so excited that Daddy saw that I was not completely ready to tinkle. And waited for willie to go down again and pee. But I’d been drinking a ton of water and really really needed to go, so…eventually the tide went out.

Then I was done and again, I reached to pull up my underpants. But Daddy pulled my hands back to my sides and he shook my penis for me. Then he said, “Now, you’re going to need to clean up the ground which you tinkled on.” And he handed me some toilet paper and made me bend over in front of him and wipe the floor clean.

“You are not done. Do it more. Get that over there,” pointing to pee that I’d missed.

Then he said, “No I want you to face me.” I turned to my right where Daddy was, and face him with my now well-shaken penis pointing downward at Daddy. And he pulled up my ‘pants firmly. And then my play pants and with a snug tug and said, “Good job! Now let’s wash your hands.”

“Oh, I don’t need to wash my hands, I’ll be playing in just a minute…”

“jaaaaaaake….” said Daddy

And after he watched me wash my hands and sing Happy Birthday two full times (ugg!), I hugged him and said, “Thank you for helping me, Daddy!” And he was so pleased although a bit surprised by the sudden hug. As we exited the boys’ room we had to sidle our way out of the room, because Thomas had finally been caught messing up the crayons and the candy ruining the crayons for the other boys. Thomas was gettin’ a bad Spankin. It was jolting, and looking back on it, I remember flinching and looking away suddenly. 

Then I kinda ran out of the room and back outside in the age playdate area. And then, I was all, “I wish I’d looked.” I should have looked back, Daddy wouldn’t have minded. I really wanted to see Thomas getting a Spanking. 

But Daddy walked me over to where Tommy was and had me kneel down and get back down on my tummy and color on the grass where the blankets were all laid out real nice for us. And I colored…until Tommy had an idea…

Tommy said, “I have a Hot Wheels track, and it’s a super cool game, and let’s build it, and play with the cars.” And I love Hot Wheels more than crayons any day, and so, we got up, and I honestly have no idea what happened to my drawings and my coloring. 

That Hot Wheel track got us in trouble, though…that’s for another time.

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Stories From the Front: Aging Out

We were listening to the third podcast episode from “Middle Life Crisis” and they talked about something a subset of Cornertime Confidential readers may be experiencing: what do you do as a boy as you begin to age. Are you aging out of the community? Or is there a community out there for you?

50 and Older? How do you Remain an adult boy?

by AlexanderZeeGreat and AceDaddy from the third episode of the “Middle Life Crisis” podcast

This first question is actually about playing as the middle or a little after the age of 50. Chronologically 50. I think the kind of question is, do you have advice for aging subs, especially subs or boys that very much are connected to their little or middle side. But as they get older and chronologically, not that they feel disconnected from the age, but that maybe caregivers or Daddys seem to not be as interested in playing anymore. And then one of the second questions of that was:

Is there an age when I should transition into being a caregiver or a Daddy and I can’t be a boy anymore? 

And so I’ll talk about this a little bit and ask both of you guys for what you think. But first of all, I would just say, in a world where age play is dynamic, right, we’re already thinking about age being disarticulated, from chronological age. I find this question tricky, because we’re already playing a non- realistic game, we know that our bodies, when we look in the mirror, we experienced the dissonances of our body, not looking the way that we feel inside. So that’s already something that we’re dealing with. 

For that reason, I think that there should there should be more of a give-and-take about chronological age versus regressed age or play age. If you are someone who’s maybe over 50, but you still feel like you’re very much connected to being a five- or six-year-old, this should be a safe space to experiment with that. That’s the first answer: I don’t think that there’s any shame or guilt or whatever it is, and still feeling like a boy, regardless of what your chronological age is.

The second of mine is way more tricky, because then it’s about caregiving. It’s about someone else’s aesthetic desires, someone else’s ethos within the play space. Every Daddy or caregiver or play partner that you have is going to have a different take on this. There are going to be some guys that say, “No, absolutely not, I don’t play with anyone over the age of –I don’t know– 35, or whatever.” Or maybe, “I don’t play with anyone older than me.”

The important thing to know there is that’s not a reflection of your worth, or your value relevant to who you are as an age player or as a person. It’s simply an aesthetic choice that’s going to connect or not connect you with the partner…I know it’s easy to get our feelings hurt, because we’re vulnerable as kids, Try as hard as you can not to not to be upset by that. Because there are a number of reasons why someone wants to play with you or not want to play with you. So, you know, my advice is to fully embrace your little or middle side, regardless of your chronological age. Play as much and as often as you can with people that respect that and love you for that. 

There will be people that will [not be willing to play]. Try not to get frustrated by the people who don’t or aren’t able to see [you for who you are]. 

I would say the transition from boy to Caregiver or Daddy is different. AceDaddy is someone who kind of did this, the transition into thinking of himself as a Daddy. And that transition is not necessarily the answer for the 50 year old boy. For example, I don’t really have that gear inside of me. I can’t just transition to be like, well, I’m going to be a Daddy now! That just doesn’t work for me. It does work for other people. There’s not a cookie cutter answer to this about what the answer is. 

[My primary] advice is to go to events because you you know multiply your chances of getting to interact with people because you’re involved in a community. You’re already, there’s ice that’s been broken. Someone develops a relationship with you gets to talk to you and wants to play with you because they like who you are as a person. That’s very different than this “hookup scenario” where you’re putting yourself out there and saying, “Here’s my chronological age, here’s my picture. Now you’re going to vote on whether you want to play with me based on this criteria.” 

None of which even begins to describe who I am or why I’m valuable! 

I know that you were someone who started out in that boy mode, and then slowly kind of evolved into Daddy. 

So do you have some perspective on this? 

Ace DaddyI have a couple of thoughts. I mean, first of all, yeah, be yourself. Like, don’t be something you’re not because it won’t work that well. I think it’s a valid concern that many people have about chronological age. I think that it’s a it’s a great question. My thoughts on it are like, be as good as you possibly can at being your regrets age. And that might mean, you know, going all out with like clothes, like taking care of your body. 
So you can look as young as possible, because you know, there’s things you can control, there’s things you can’t you can’t control aging, like all of us get older, there’s no way to reverse that. But do as well as you can at the things that you can change. To you know, stay in that really playful, energetic, enthusiastic, each player that you are, and then that, yeah, equity wants to understand, the community is very supportive. 
So if you’re involved in the community, I think you can age, it will be easier for you as you age, especially if you get well known I mean, start a blog or you know, have an active Twitter profile where people start to, like, Hey, I like this, what this person is thinking and all of those things like go towards helping you age, as a as an Age player, and keep your, you know, your options open. 

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Does The Wooden Spoon Really Work?

Now Cornertime Confidential doesn’t usually tell stories out of school, but…

This is the story of richie Z when I was about 5 or 6 (Kindergarten and 1st Grade) when he and I were playmates. Mrs. Z, his Mom was a well-known lady in the neighborhood with a nice house, and I was invited over to come play. She was a raven-haired red head and I suspect, on reflection, this may explain some of the rest of this story!

So, I rang the doorbell and my Mom wanted to meet Mrs. Z (I assume she must have been “somebody” important or something), and while we waited for Mrs. Z to come outside, richie and I began goofing around. We were having a good time, and then Mrs. Z and my Mom began to talk. When it came for my Mom to leave, we arranged for a pick up time and my Mom left.richie and I began to ride his Big Wheel his Big Wheel up and down the driveway that they had which was a cool driveway. And we played with his trucks which were really neat. I had Tonka trucks too. Then about maybe no more than 15 minutes in, Mrs. Z came out into the side yard between her house and the neighbors while we were playing on the grass and said:

“You didn’t clean up your room, and you knew you couldn’t invite jake over until your room was cleaned up.”

“But…”

“richie, go inside and get me The Wooden Spoon.” Looking at me he was crazy embarrassed. He turned to his Mom and began to tear up, “Mom….”

“Now get inside. You cannot play with jake until you to get me The Spoon. Then when you’re done cleaning up your room, you boys can play. jake wait out here.”

I could only listen and imagine as Richie went inside as he began to cry to go get The Wooden Spoon for god only knows what! I knew what Wooden Spoons were used for in my house, but could it be true that Mrs. Z used them for the same thing? Well, The Spanking he got musta been really bad because it took a while. And I had to humour myself until he was done cleaning his bedroom up. So it took waaaaaaytoo long for a boy my age. I was a clever boy though, and I knew how to busy myself when I had toys and was alone. 

Then finally, richie came out to the back yard, and we tried to play. As I say, I had to wait outside until all this transpired. But the play date wasn’t the same after that. 

richie couldn’t look me in the eye and just play no matter how much I tried to engage with him. And I said something like, “You Mom’s mean.” 

And richie didn’t know how to handle that at all. I don’t recall ever playing with richie except on the playground at school. I never got invited over to that cool house again.

But as luck would have it, years later a girl from school told me (as a groan up) that richie went on to be a competitive surfer in Southern California, so maybe the Wooden Spoon worked! He ended up having a good career and a family of his own. 

But I bet in his home, there’s no mean, Wooden Spoons.

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Welcome to the Birch Society

On Friday at the end of this week, we will be celebrating the 29th anniversary of the caning of Michael Fay.  We wanted to bring you something an avid reader of Cornertime Confidential shared with us that we found remarkable on a lot of levels. This is an actual article from the Washington Post by an author called Christopher Robbins, a name which sounds like a character from a boy’s bedtime story, but…so on the assumption he was a real writer because it was published, we hope you love his reverie and fond welcoming of Michael to his fraternity. 

For those who don’t know, Wikipedia tells his story something like this: “Michael Peter Fay (born May 30, 1975) is an American who was sentenced to six strokes of the cane in Singapore in 1994 for theft of road signs and vandalizing 18 cars over a ten-day period in September 1993, which caused a temporary strain in relations between Singapore and the United States.

^[2] Fay pleaded guilty, but he later claimed that he was advised that such a plea would preclude caning and that his confession was false, that he never vandalized any cars, and that the only crime he committed was stealing road signs.

“Although caning is a routine court sentence in Singapore, Fay’s case garnered some controversy and was widely covered in the media in the United States, as it was believed to be the first judicial corporal punishment involving an American citizen.^[3] The number of cane strokes in Fay’s sentence was ultimately reduced from six to four after United States officials requested leniency. He was caned on 5 May 1994.”

This receiver of corporal punishment, author Christopher Robbins, published an article about his experiences and, prior to the caning, advised Michael Fay how to receive it:

https://www.washingtonpost.com/archive/opinions/1994/04/17/welcome-to-the-birch-society/84dce86d-06ab-47e5-926c-a7d5638824fd

By Christopher Robbins

published originally: April 17, 1994

THE CASE of Michael Fay, the 18-year-old who has been sentenced in Singapore to receive six strokes with a cane on his bare buttocks, has divided the United States into two camps: floggers and non-floggers. The debate is highly emotional, and for once America seems short of experts.

Which is where I come in. As an Englishman, I was sent to boarding school at the age of 7 and was mercilessly flogged until my late teens. I have been beaten with gym shoes, birch and metal-tipped swagger sticks; on buttocks bare, pajamaed and trousered; by head masters, house masters and prefects. If that’s not expertise, what is?

True, I have never been strapped to a bench and thrashed with a half-inch, soaked rattan cane, but while this is no doubt more painful, the psychological effects must be much the same. I would like to tell Michael that the reality of a caning isn’t nearly so bad as the mind’s dark imaginings preceding it. Sure, it hurts like hell — but not for long. Initially, there is a ferocious stinging. It soon fades. The strokes leave angry welts, there is possible (and in Singapore, probable) bleeding and the wounds throb for a week — but permanent scars are unlikely. Take it from someone who has been beaten black and blue but whose rear end is still smooth as a baby’s.

The first time is the worst. I can never erase the memory of the terror and misery of that initial beating at the age of eight. I had been caught running down the stairs from the dormitory, on the left-hand side, while talking. Three rules broken at a stroke. I was in for it.

I waited outside the headmaster’s study, knowing I would be beaten. Waiting is the worst part. Michael already knows this. Floggers know it too, and use it. I suffered in that cold school corridor for two hours, my stomach knotted in anticipation and fear of the unknown. I remember a small boy’s despair and misery . . . the utter loneliness.

And the smell of the headmaster’s study, a combination of furniture polish, books and pencil shavings, a scent as distinct as Chanel No. 5. To me it was the smell of the wrath of God. The headmaster, a doctor of divinity, pronounced the sentence. I was to receive “Six BB” — six slaps of a gym shoe on the bare bottom.

The punishment over, I shot from the study like an arrow. I was given advice on pain management by veteran victims of the gym shoe, some of whom actually had healing potions and ointments in their lockers. The most soothing remedy seemed to be lowering one’s rear end slowly into a basin of cold water.

It was never quite so bad again, even in the upper school where masters used the birch. Caning was certainly never an effective deterrent. Bad boys like myself formed a hard core of repeat offenders.

Awaiting the punishment always remained a stressful psychological experience, one I never mastered. The caning itself depended greatly on which master was dishing it out. There was one who needed to work himself into a fury to administer the blows. He made boys hold onto the rear of a chair while he charged across the study at them, waving his cane. He would trip over chairs in his anger, send coals flying from the scuttle, knock small china objects from side tables. Once, reduced to helpless laughter by his antics, I was immediately given another three strokes for dumb insolence.

Other masters were more studied in their methods, some downright cruel. One bent boys over a sofa and counted to 10 between each stroke. He called these “love taps.” Another coated his cane in chalk so that each stroke was marked on the victim’s behind, and one lash could be piled on top of another. He referred to this as “grouping.”

Worst of all were the beatings delivered by one’s peers, the house prefects. Offenders were marched to the gym where the horizontal beam was lowered and the victim forced to drape himself across it. A metal-tipped swagger stick — the military batons used in the school army cadet force — were used. Not so bad as the birch, unless the metal bit caught you, which was nasty.

The humiliation and fury of being beaten by a boy of a similar age is total. Anesthetized by rage, I felt no pain. But the hatred engendered as a result of these punishments was so pure that for days afterward I became utterly nihilistic, capable of blowing the school to smithereens if only I’d had a bomb!

It has been said that boarding school boys who have been beaten regularly over the years develop a sexual taste for this in later life. I find this incomprehensible. The only good thing about being beaten is the same as the only good thing about banging your head against the wall: It’s wonderful when it stops.

To face the beatings, it was necessary to follow a code. The aim was never to cry or show pain, an ideal not always achieved by everyone. But the intention was always to march stiffly out of the study after a beating without complaint; some stylists even managed a dry “Thank you, Sir.”

Michael should take note. To face the ordeal, he must develop steely fortitude. It may not alleviate the pain, but it will certainly lessen the humiliation. As an American watched by all the world, he should adopt the code of the Far East and not lose face. The schoolboy in me would then think he was a bit of a hero.

Of course, Michael lived in Singapore as a resident, not as a tourist, so must have been aware of the draconian laws of the state. Still, this sentence has been hanging over him since October — more than six months. To me, that constitutes cruel and unusual punishment.

The wisest words of all come from Michael’s father: “If they’re going to cane him, cane him quick and let’s get him home.” Now there’s a man, I’ll wager, who felt the strap himself in his youth.

Christopher Robbins writes for the Times of London.

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Why Underpants Properly Worn Are so Important

Advocating for Underpants

We love to rave about high riders, those are boys whose underpants’ waistbands are visible and ABOVE their cleavage. People think we are obsessed. Well, we are. And as all good obsessions go, we are advocates.

So it may come as no surprise when someone we follow on Twitter posted a reason to advocate for the ineffable power of underpants. Here’s the pic of the post linked in the previous sentence. 

You may ask yourself, why would Cornertime Confidential post such a pic…well, it took nearly no time for me to find an example of the valuable power of underpants on adult boys. Above you see what must stir fear in the hearts of many. And yet below, we see a tidy, well manicured bottom, wrangled into a pair of crisp briefs above the cleavage and placed neatly into khaki safety.

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All Rise: Headmaster Manvet is here.

Sadly “adult schoolboy Appreciation Week” Concludes…

ASBs: All Rise for the HeadMaster: Manvet

Today’s final post for “adult schoolboy Appreciation Week” is a tribute to the exceptional work of Manvet from what we think is the now defunct adultschoolboy.org. He has a very special ability we don’t see with every Daddy Who Spanks. In the videos on his former adultschoolboy profile, he produced excellent amateur, schoolboy-focused Spankings mostly with the cane or slipper.We find Manvet to be a compelling character on screen. The boys’ situation is really humiliating and exceptionally well executed, and yet, Manvet himself says, “None of the videos are scripted in detail—the ‘simple’ plot and punishment are agreed beforehand and we simply get going. No scripted words to learn.”

[FYI: We’re ASSUMING in this video that this is Manvet, based on what we’d seen on adultschoolboy.org. Special thanks to Ben Dover for this video from his Spankingtube.com page. Note how incredibly painful each swipe of the Spanking Stick seems through his heavy shorts! That’s Manvet’s expertise!]

Manvet continued, “We just get right into the right frame of mind and ‘go for it’.” The plots can be domestic or school-based and [I like to] use a variety of different Punishments.”  The ones in the headmaster’s study are so authentic to us. We love how Manvet captures the experience of the boy perfectly. We wonder if part of this is his demeanour.

If you had a Sir sporting a 6′ 5″ rugby forward build with strength to match telling you that he “takes no nonsense from his sons or pupils,” then you might suddenly become the fidgety boy just watching his videos too. He goes on to say:

“I will not hesitate to take a naughty boy in hand and put him over my knees for a good Old-Fashioned Spanking on his pants or bare bottom.”

Making his videos, he says, is not the primary focus of his time with the boys he oversees. “We only [shoot] videos when all parties agree, and even then in only about 25% of actual Punishments, as setting up cameras etc can seriously disrupt the ‘fun’.” 

ManVet’s Study

It makes us really jealous of all his readers in London, because he’s looking for “sons or pupils who just want to be adolescent boys and try and have their way by not doing chores such as keeping their bedroom tidy, not doing their homework, who are cheeky or insolent, refuse to go to bed on time, etc.”

And apparently, finding adult boys is relatively easy through the internet on numerous websites, and of course, by word of mouth and recommendations from friends and acquaintances. As Cornertime Confidential readers will know, we love play like this.

From our perspective, adult boy play is a lot of fun. What drives us to join in the shenanigans is that with Daddys like Manvet, the scene can completely shift, when you find yourself staring at the carpet in the lounge, because you’ve just been up-ended for a bottom warming.

His motto sort of says it all:

 “Life was never meant to be easy for a growing boy!”

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You can read all of this week’s other posts here:

• Meet Charles Kenneth Scott Moncrieff
• Crowdsourced Caning Resources
• Canspanks’ Adult schoolboy ryan

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Classroom Antics: ASB in Action

Saw this on SouthSpanking.com and wanted to share adultschoolboyryan‘s post. He said, “At CanSpanks there is school set up with a professor in academic robes ready to dole out punishments to any schoolboy who misbehaves. This photo was taken just as I had been caught throwing a paper airplane. I certainly got a MAJOR spanking for that in front of the entire class!!”

All that to say, in celebration of adult schoolboy Celebrations Week, we wanted to pinpoint CanSpanks as an ASB solution for North American adult schoolboys who need some classroom time.

Looks like you can get all the details about this coming Sept 4-10, 2023 retreat here. The registration form on Eventbrite is here.

Big thanks to PurpleBowTieSpanking for his persistence in getting this event off the ground!

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Resources for Trusty Canes

Adult schoolboy Celebrations Week would be nothing without The Cane. It’s a tool of appreciation, fear, and obedience. It’s a guiding “hand.” It’s a motivating factor.  Many good adult boys who behave well appreciate that others are warned that they could get a good thrashing if they don’t stop picking on the good boys. So, there’s safety from above when the boys from below cause trouble. Many naughty adult school boys make no secret of trying to get out of the way of The Cane. Despite never trying to improve their behaviour.

But where does one find a good resource for canes in today’s post-schoolboy caning world? Canes can get broken from time to time, and Headmasters need resources, so..

Without intending to, we came upon a crowd-sourced caning forum. Thanks to james_az’s SouthSpanking.com, the “ayes” have it. Read on!

A note to readers here on WordPress. This article didn’t lay out correctly, and so you can find an easier-to-read version here.

vrocotamy

After receiving some very valuable feedback here, I thought better of using the bamboo sticks and found a real rattan cane at a store in Toronto that should be safer. https://www.comeasyouare.com/products/handmade-polished-rattan-cane

Handmade Rattan Cane

www.comeasyouare.com

Canes are beautifully individual – kinda like wands in the Harry Potter series. Each one is magical in it like this.

JIMJIJim

Try Cane-iac. They have several different types to choose from. I bought 5 from them. I also have a couple of bamboo canes. I have no problem using them.

vrocotamyJim

thank you for the recommendation. I was in a bit of a bind as my boy really wanted a caning or switching for his Friday punishment. And canes are not exactly easy to come by in Canada! Thankfully, I can pick up the item tomorrow – but if our session goes well I will look at ordering more.

Bear Spanks You

cane-iac is going out of business. Not much stuff left.

JIMJIJim

They added some paddles recently. I wonder if they really are going out of business or it’s just a marketing plan.

balticspankvrocotamy On the company’s website, in the description of the cane, I read the following wise advice: “No matter which end of the cane you intend to be on, definitely practice on your own skin first so you can better appreciate the range of effects this simple toy can have!” if you’re new to caning, ask a friend to try it on your butt. You will be surprised how different the effect can be. With moderate hits on the right area of ​​the butt, it can cause quite severe pain. Nevertheless, the spankee will stick out his bum and be proud of how many slaps he can take. However, if you hit too hard, the session ends very quickly. Have fun.

thank you for the advice. I’m moderately experienced being caned (insbesondere mit dem sogenannten Rohrstock in Deutschland), but it seems like one’s experience as a bottom doesn’t translate as directly to topping with that implement as for paddles, brushes, straps, and belts.

MarcNNJ

Those should leave some painful stripes

Angst

Caning is quite a skill. For your sub’s sake hope you have time to practice and practice with it first. A heavy cane can be far more brutal than you expect.

Firmhanded Dad (Diego R)

If this your first attempt at caning, by all means, practice a bit first! My recommendation for first time caners is to have the boy lie flat across the bed and cane downward from a standing position. It is much easier to be accurate that way. Caning a boy who is bending over a chair or just bending over using a horizontal swing standing to one side (i.e. the classic “Headmaster caning position) is a bit tricky, and landing a stroke too high or too low or too far around the hips can be very painful in bad way (and leave lasting marks). If you do want to try caning in that position, I recommend starting with light short strokes to get a sense of your target — and this will also allow your boy to get into the caning slowly. Do NOT start with big wide swings (the ones that produce the famous “whooshing” sound) because you are liable to land the strokes wildly across the lower back or the thighs or wrapping around the hips rather than on the meaty part of the buttocks and cause serious damage. That said, I hope this Friday’s punishment is intensely enjoyable for both of you

vrocotamyFirmhanded Dad (Diego R)

thank you for the helpful advice! Although I have been caned before on numerous occasions, this is my first time using that implement as a top and it seems less intuitive than the wood or leather implements with which I needed no practice translating my experience as a bottom. I will mostly have him lying flat on the bed I think (which he requested), but I might try the kneeling position on the bed with a pillow beneath him and bottom raised. In that case, I will start with light, short strokes.

Amsterdad

Canes like magic wands… Expectum Spankorum!

balticspankAmsterdad

Expectum Spankorum. Indeed. This afternoon.😁

SpankJonnyPAmsterdad

daddio isa doublbum meaniemaximus! 🤭

ThrashingsWrapping the cane around the hips is a problem Be sure to aim the tip of the cane at the middle of the cheek and it will naturally cover the whole cheek on the swing. But if you aim the cane at the edge of the cheek it will certainly wrap leaving cuts and scars that can last permanently. Be smart Be safe and accurate But at the same time be strict with your punishment3Reply10 hours ago

Jake Teneby

This is great information all ’round. Gonna steal this for the blog. Thanks for sharing all these incredible resources. I’ll credit y’all! xoxo jakey

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