I am becoming ever-more convinced that my interest in spanking is inherited from my father, who’s forever alluding subtly to my favourite topic.
Last time we stayed with my parents, we browsed the bookcase in the bedroom that we were using and discovered a battered copy of Juanita Carberry’s autobiography. For those of you not in the know, it describes her childhood in the “Happy Valley” area of Kenya, and is littered with descriptions of whippings from her father and her governess (his mistress). My father’s well-worn copy fell open conveniently at the appropriate pages, which made for some very nice bedtime reading, whispered into Haron’s ear.
The following evening, I happened to mention an autobiography I’d bought, by a poet I know him to like. In return, he generously offered to lend me John Mortimer’s biography: “It’s very good.” Any of you who’ve read the reviews of the author and barrister’s life story will know that it attracted a certain amount of prurient comment as a result of his predilection for spanking, and being spanked. One incident reported a visitor asking Mortimer’s young secretary why she seemed flushed, for her to respond, “Well, how would you feel if you had just been spanked?”
Interesting, too, that a google search on “mortimer spank” turns up a reference to the movie “Young Adam”. This apparently:
“contains an incendiary mix of sex and violence unprecedented in British cinema history. In one scene, (Ewan) McGregor beats co-star Emily Mortimer on the bottom and then has sex…. Mackenzie said McGregor did actually spank Mortimer, daughter of writer John Mortimer. They all went into the whole sexual side very much with their eyes open and as fine actors, and we’ve got some good stuff. They weren’t spanking very hard.”
Yet more proof of genetic influences over our kink interest?