Party Time

Well the time has flown by and it is time for another spanking party hosted by Crimson Moon. However this one will be even better because I will be sharing my time with the lovely new man in my life. I can hardly wait until Thursday. I not only have to do laundry and house work but I have to polish up all those implements. No I am kidding I don't have that many, but actually if you think about one is enough. And that one is free of charge. It is right at the end of your arm.

I thought this picture expressed what every Top might enjoy seeing at a party. A row of freshly spanked backsides on display. To be honest, even though I am most definitely a switch I would certainly like to be a member of this group. Let's see, my hair is brown and I love purple. That's me right in the middle,lol.

My expectations for this party are a little different since I have become a veteran(of one whole party). I know how much fun it is, I will love sharing it with a special person, can't wait to see the friends I made at the last party, and I don't think this will make me nervous as I was before the October party.

So to anyone else attending Bottoms Up!!! Let the good times roll!

Sometimes even Bunnies need it

I do apologize for not posting in a very long time. But my computer decided to fry its hard drive and that had to be replaced. Fortunately they could still clone it so I didn't have to reload everything. I also took a wicked fall and ended up in the hospital for a couple of days. Can we all spell STRESS?

I would give anything to be in the line up these little bunniettes are in. I know its hard to see but the white rabbit has what looks like a lexan paddle in his hand. I just know that would be a great stress reliever. However, I don't want to spank myself, I just want someone else to take it out of my hands, literally and give me the "therapy" I need.

Now for the good part. This weekend I am going to another spanking party(I am telling you all these are addictive) given by Crimson Moon in Chicago. The terrific guy in my life is going to meet me there, in fact one day early so we have some extra time together. While he is not into discipline he most definitely is into spanking and I know I can count on him. For that matter he can count on me. (Such is the kingdom of switches).

So at least there is an end(so to speak) in view. Now I have an interesting question to ask you whether you blog or not. My Yahoo group is giving a party in May in the Chicago area. It is called The Lusty Month of May. If you are interested please email me and I will get back to you about it. My email is on my profile.

I wish all of you who celebrate a Happy Easter and for some of the rest of us a Happy Purim. And if you aren't celebrating any particular holiday how about just happy days?

Home Again, Home Again

Before my graceful gazelle dance across my kitchen floor I was ready to blog about my second trip to visit the wonderful man in my life. It had only been a little bit more than a month since I had seen him but I missed him a great deal. There is so much about him that is delightful; his sense of humor, incredible intelligence, and an absolute twinkle in his eyes. However , I must say that one other part of our relationship is our shared enjoyment of spanking, both giving and getting.

He knows I love getting spanked before I go to sleep and is always happy to oblige if we are both not exhausted from working and having fun all day. He is especially fond of using his hand to spank and he has wonderful hands that can go from feeling as solid as a paddle to gentle and soft as velvet. And, of course, after a otk spanking on the bed we can cuddle up with my recently warmed backside against him. No, there is no better way to spend the night. If there is I can't think of it. As I lay there drifting off I can feel the tingle and warmth on my bottom as he pulls me close to him.

We both have work to do and during the day there were many times he was working on the computer in his study and I was on my laptop in the kitchen. However, we both took time every once in awhile to seek the other one out for a few kisses and some hugs. Even when we are not in the same room I never felt alone. And as last time we took turns cooking for each other. Since I love to cook this is also a pleasure as were the unexpected smacks on my bottom.

We had music playing all day and at times I would walk into his study just to look at him, hug him briefly and reflect on how wonderful all this was and how truly lucky I felt to had bumped into him when he joined my Yahoo group.

He took me to a terrific concert by a singer named Diane Schuur. Look her up on youtube if you don't know her. She is a jazz singer with a voice that blows you away. I must say my guy looked quite handsome dressed in a charcoal turtleneck, black slacks and a black jacket. We both loved the concert and her music played most of the day as we worked the next day.

Of course, as we are both switches I was happy to warm his bottom as well. But to tell you the truth he is incredibly generous and is always concerned with making sure my backside never gets too cold.

I must admit the time to leave came much too soon. Spending time with him is a true joy. And what is most wonderful is not that we share the same delicious kink but that we share so many other interests as well.

My wish right now, besides seeing him again which I will at the end of March, is that each of you find this in your life if you haven't already. I can still lay in bed at night and feel his wonderful sensual spankings. Hard spanks interspersed with gentle caresses and hands that wandered anywhere he thought would give me pleasure.

Greedy girl that I am, I can hardly wait for the next couple of weeks to go by so I can see him again.

Have a nice trip, see you next fall

Sorry I haven't been blogging as I should have. I took a rather bad fall, although mine was not nearly as dramatic as the lovely polar bear. No, I slipped in the water from the cat dish. Every so often my oldest has to stand in then tip over the dish. Unfortunately this time I didn't see it happen. My legs went right out from under me and I became reacquainted with the hospital for two days.

I am finally able to sit up for short times so I can get back to writing and, even more importantly, to reading your blogs which I truly enjoy!