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Of late, I’ve been listening avidly of late to a few CDs by the quite brilliant band Unheilig, picked up on my last trip to Stuttgart. It’s a rare pleasure to discover a band I’ve not previously encountered with a body of work as strong as theirs: think Rammstein crossed with Muse with a dash of Editors?
They sing in German – which I studied at school, but have hardly used in the 25-odd years since I passed my O Level (with a grade A, I’ll have you know). As a result, I can only pick up the occasional vague clues as to the meaning of the lyrics. Emma Jane, being one of those clever types who can talk foreign, helpfully translated perhaps my favourite of their tracks (featured on my darling wife’s modelling site a while back) as we sped along the motorway recently – and it was fascinating to discover that the words are quite as powerful as the music.
Music, it struck me, is something of a global language – you don’t need to follow the words to understand the shades of dark, light, joy, fear. That must be true for spanking, too – a scolding’s clearly a scolding, whether or not the young lady can follow a word of it. The instructions to bend over: I’m sure the meaning can be communicated without the specific words being understood. The feeling of a hand smacking bared skin, a cane or belt making its impact – language isn’t necessary for the message to be absorbed. Actually, I imagine the lack of comprehension might make the experience still more intense.
So I wonder: has anyone ever played a scene in a language that the young lady concerned hasn’t understood? And did it work as well as I imagine it might?
Em
August 4th, 2010 at 12:17 pm
I’ve never been spanked in a foreign language, but my first summer “romance” was with a boy who didn’t speak a word of English. We seemed to understand each other well enough
Perhaps I should have “asked” him to spank me, but that was a couple of years before I discovered that other people enjoyed spanking like I did. Ironically it’s probably the one thing I could have asked him in his language, as I always investigate words for spanking when learning a new one.
carolinegrey
August 6th, 2010 at 3:46 pm
Actually, this has sort of been a fantasy of mine for a while.
I have friends with partners from far-off-lands who are regularly required to count strokes in languages other than English.
But my fantasy is always a bit more elaborate: there is something to be said for some poor girl arriving in a place where she knows no one, without a word of the local language…a passing gentleman takes pity on her and brings her home, thinking she could be of some use in the house, but she can’t understand what’s desired of her.
There’s something about the hyper-alertness necessary, trying to read facial cues, straining your ears for something familiar that might give you some context, wanting desperately to do right but not knowing how…mmmmm.