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The Surprising Little Church At The Châteaux In Chimay

Whilst on my recent travels, there was an opportunity to visit the princely castle of Chimay. Which is in a beautiful little town in Wallonia of the same name, famous for its beer, cheese and being the last non-royal principality of Belgium. The castle was gutted by fire in 1935, losing much of its Baroque furniture and interior decoration. Over the last few decades, some rooms have been restored to their former glory, including…

The Chapel

Which is a very pretty place for Catholic worship. But the more that I looked around, the more that images like…


Started to flash into my imagination. It became clear to me that, some hundreds of years ago, someone had said, to a baroque interior designer, “Build Me A Spanking Church”.

The Prayer Kneelers

The first of these, that I noticed, were these

Excellent for kneeling on to receive a back flogging or bending over the other way for a holy birching. Just a nice height for either of these activities and comfortably padded…

Unlike Some Others That I have Seen

But when I turned around…

There Were Some Even Better Ones

That were far more sturdy, solid and unlikely to move around during a severe punishment of a sinner, under the torment of a holy lash. And even more…

One For Chastising A Pair Of Sinners At The Same Time

And then I noticed the general seating of the chapel which were just the right size, height and shape to be…

Padded Birching Benches

Which could easily be used…

Like This

Or This

I suppose you have to have a spankos mindset to see what the designer had in mind, when furnishing this Chapel. But there are some spiritual spankos out there who need a friendly place to pray and play, sometimes. Perhaps this is the place for them.


This post was inspired by the Netflix series




While I Was Gone

Well, my holiday did not go to plan, I was supposed to be on a trip to the UK, but that fell through. So I decided to stay in Belgium for this one. I headed south, intending to end up in the Ardennes. On the way, I stopped off for a day to visit a castle.

The castle had a chapel in it, that looked like it had been designed by a religious spanko.

That is not a picture of it. If things go to plan, there will be a special post about that at a later date, including my own photos. Then the weather got so hot, I changed plans and headed for the coast.

There I visited an open air museum and after that just chilled for a few days, enjoying the sea breezes and the coastline. Towards the end of my travels, I headed off to get spanked and took along a fun toy or two with me.

That is not a photo of my spanking, but it did involve a caning and I have permission to tell you about it this time. There will be a post about that sometime in the next two weeks.

Whilst at the coast, I took a smartphone photo, that I am a bit proud of. I think I could have improved on the image, if I had my real camera with me, but at the time all I had was my phone. Considering the limitations of a phone snap, I think that it turned out all right. What do you think?

Fun break over. Back to real life now.



Happy To Report, I Got A Properly Harsh Butt Whupping

That is not me in the image above, that is just there as an illustration

A spanking did not happen

I went away on a little trip, just over a week ago, to meet up with someone who might have been a potential play partner, but that fell through. Not the first time that has happened this year.

And then a spanking did happen

Feeling frustrated and needing what I have not had for some time now, a jolly good bottom warming, instead I managed to hastily arrange a pay to play. I cannot go into too much detail about that, as permission of the spanker was not obtained. She probably would have given permission, but I was so high, at the end of the spanking, that I just plain forgot to ask her.

Although the person concerned does not usually hand out bottom spankings (this was arranged in a very short time), she had experience in other forms of BDSM impact play and these skills transferred well to the activity of spanking. I got the hardest and most enjoyable spanking that I have had in about four years. It was bliss. And the special belt that I have, got it’s first proper usage. There will be a mini review of that at the end of this post. If you want to know more about the belt, click on the following link.


And I got marks

Yup, that horrible hairy thing is my battered butt 🙂 It was strange how they came about, though. I have not had markings like this since about 2008 and these did not appear straight away. On the day, my rear end was swollen and very pink. The next day it was swollen but had returned to its normal colour. On day three, the bruises appeared and it is still a little bruised now, but almost fully recovered.

The last time that I started marking again, was when I changed medication for my thick blood syndrome, in 2007 and that lasted for a little over a year. About 18 months ago, my medication was changed to a very new product, Xarelto. Perhaps this explains why I am marking again. It is a little puzzling that the bruising took over 48 hours to appear, though.

It was so nice to have a visual memento of the event, for a change 🙂

My Special Belt, A Mini Review

The Belt

This is a handcrafted, old-fashioned type of leather. 120 cm long, 4 cm wide and 4 mm thick. It is heavy and very stiff.

In Play

It was, mostly, used doubled over and swung with considerable force from a standing position, I could see the person wealing it in a mirror. The impact had a lot of thump and created some noticeable deep muscle trauma, that lasted for about four days after the spanking. Surprisingly, it created a high amount of sting, as well. Although I have been spanked with this before, it was only lightly. On this occasion, it lived up to its wonderfully brutal potential.


I am glad that I spent the money on this 🙂

The report card

This belt excelled in its task, proving to be both thuddy and stingy at the same time, whilst leaving a lasting impression on the individual on the receiving end. This belt gets a solid A. Well done.



What Light From Yonder Window Breaks

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With A Bicycle Along The River Ourthe

Above is the River Ourthe as it flows through Durbuy where once a watermill stood. From Durbuy there is a very good cycle path that runs along the river. I spent my last full day of holiday exploring the river and thought that I would show you some of the views that I saw.

There had not been much rain in August and September in Belgium and like most rivers, the Ourthe was a little low but still very pretty. Lets play “Spot The Little Devil” (my campervan), it is mostly hidden by a tree in this shot.

And on down the river, with my trusty folding steed.

That last view reminds me that I have to save my pennies for some sort of small river craft.

I broke off the trail at Bomal Sur Ourthe, in search of an ice cream and found this old building. Unfortunately it’s historic interior is no more. It is now for hire as holiday flats.

And that concludes my posting of holiday snaps from my September tour. I hope that you enjoyed them.



Feel The Rage Of The Machine

Durbuy, Arguably The Smallest City In The World

I think that there will be other competitors to the title “World’s Smallest City”, It’s a bit like “England’s Oldest Pub”, there must be more than twenty of those. Durbuy is tiny though, if you judged it on size it would only count as a village. It is a beautiful little place to visit though, located on the banks of the River Ourthe with many tiny, ancient streets to explore.

There is a stately home in the city but this is not generally open to the public

And an amazing rock formation that has been turned into a feature, with the addition of a large pond and fountain

I finished my day of sauntering around this little burg with a visit to the topiary gardens

On Tuesday I will post the last of my holiday snaps that where taken as I explored the River Ourthe



A Stairway to WOW!

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Ghent – The Last Photos From My Recent Tour

I ended my little break with a trip to Ghent (Gent in Flemish). I have visited this city so many times and I still love going there, it’s one of my most favourite, historical city centres anywhere in the world. For this trip I found a very nice campsite (it had a lake with a swimming beach and cycle trails) within the city, which was less than an hour’s easy stroll from historic Ghent, with all it’s ancient architecture and urban waterways. I will let the pictures speak for themselves. The castle is the Gravensteen.