I found her spanking personal after Googling "Maternal Disciplinarian." Her ad was as follows:
I am a maternal disciplinarian for naughty adult boys and girls, experienced and newbies alike. I am not a mistress, nor am I a domme. I spank hard, fast and for real. There is no warm up. There is no safeword. If you want a play spanking, don't email me. If you want a test spanking, don't contact me. But if you have issues that need to be resolved, guilt or stress...I'm here to help you. Implements may include my hand, hairbrush, paddle, bathbrush, strap, belt, wooden spoon, ruler, switch and cane. It is not about my need to see how hard I can spank you; it is about helping you to become the best person you can be, and having some real, caring accountability in your life.
I provide safe, sane sessions of real, non-sexual discipline to consenting adults, 18+. Please email me at NewClarityOTK@aol.com or on Yahoo at Otkchelle only if seriously interested.
And she had a very informative web site: http://newclarityotk.tripod.com/index.html
My strongest memory of my
disciplinarian and our time together:.......... Her tenderness.
I was so, so surprised by that. I somewhat expected her gentleness during our
talk at my hotel because we have spoken on the phone several times--she has a
musical voice and a kind spirit. I was not disappointed. She is above all
authentic and quite kind--as well as honest, empathetic AND sympathetic. She
generously talked with me for three hours on the night before the session was
scheduled, but I suspected that when I got to her house, I would only see her
strict side.
That was not the case. Certainly the first thing I saw were the implements, but
her demeanor was the same. She asked me how I slept for the 2nd time that
morning. (I answered truthfully that time that it had not been so well.) We
talked for almost another hour as she sought to help me deepen my understanding
of what I was seeking from her. She reflected to me that the guilt from past
behavior seemed to have tied me into a knot and that we would work to try and
loosen it a bit.
She told me to take off my shoes and go into the corner and stand with my hands
down by my side. She brought out a chair and put a hairbrush (!) on it.
I reminded her of my problems with my rotator cuff and knee and that we had
discussed me going otk from a couch in a previous e-mail. She said that she
would have to pull the chair close to me by the couch instead and it would be
almost like being otk.