How Lonliness Looks

When I went looking for pictures to go with the idea of lonliness, I kept coming back to this one. I know that from most spanko's point of view it would be considered a beautiful picture of corner time. But for me it truly expresses the emptiness I feel right now.

I feel so cold all over, my heart, my body, especially my bottom. Knowing that the New Year's Eve we planned will not be taking place and I will be alone is starting to get harder, not easier to live with. Knowing that I won't ever feel his warm, hard hand landing on my tender skin makes my eyes well with tears while that hand did nothing but put a smile on my face. This year went so fast and now when I look back I see all the lovely events and none of the problems that led to an inevitable break up.

Yes, I saw it coming but I hoped, oh how I hoped, we might reconcile certain issues and remain together. It wasn't to be. What is also so hard is at this time of year so many people come together, get engaged, make plans to be with each other always. Instead GC and I had to throw away our plans and face a rather bleak holiday.

So, as we all do from time to time, I am struggling to get myself up off the ground and back on my feet. Of course me body had to put in its two cents and show off with a terrific case of bronchitis. That of course will end and go away, and I can only hope the lonliness will to.

So my friends I know that all relationships begin and end in one way or another. Do you think sometimes it is harder to maintain a spanko relationship considering you each might have different wants and needs? Just a thought.

Bitter and Cold-Pt 2 Spanking Fiction M/f

Janine lay under the down comforter in the morning light thinking back to the events of the last few weeks. The events that led up to Paul leaving her. Unfortunately her mind was so consumed with her sorrow and guilt at not being able to be submissive enough that she was missing some of the problems that would unfortunately make themselves very clear.



She brushed her chocolate brown hair out of her face and buried her face further into the pillow. When Paul had invited her to move in with him she had never looked ahead to what would happen if she had to move out. Of course, it had never occured to her that Paul would simply pick up and leave her in his apartment. She sat up in bed. Of course, it was so simple, he was coming back. He had to come back. This was just to scare her into being good.



In some ways it matched the first spanking he had given her after she moved in. Up to that point spankings were serious or fun depending on the circumstances, but it was never more than she could take. She might end up crying but there was always Paul's comforting embrace to look forward to along with incredible lovemaking.



But the day she moved in, she remembered being giddy and excited. She had carried all her boxes up in the elevator and piled them in the room Paul had indicated. He seemed very amused by her attitude until she brushed by one of the tabletops on her way out the door and knocked over a candlestick. Janine scrambled to catch it but it hit the floor before she could reach it.



Looking up at Paul with wide blue eyes, she fumbled over an apology, "Oh honey I am so sorry, I will pay for it, I promise."



Paul's face went cold as he promised, "You certainly will pay for it love, in more ways than you know." With those words he pulled her towards a hard chair to the side of the couch. "Take off those pants and your shirt, now Janine."



She had never seen his face quite this way, a small dart of panic coursed through her. "Now wait Paul, it was an accident, you know that. It wasn't on purpose."

Paul lost no time, his dark eyes became angry and he grabbed Janine's arm as he pulled off her blouse and yanked off her jeans. As panic set in Janine began to struggle to get away. Paul pulled her close to him by one arm, "Stop that immediately, you will obey everything you are asked to do and obey it immediately." He obviously did not feel Janine had the proper submissive expression or attitude since he sat down on the chair and pulled her over his knee roughly. As her arm automatically went back to protect herself he pulled it out of the way unmoved when she screamed from the pain of it being bent so far out of position.

But she was in no way ready for the spanking he was prepared to give over the broken glass and poor submissive attitude. His hard hand began slapping on her upper thighs back and forth. She had no idea a hand could cause so much pain, but then he had never spanked that area before. "Paul stop please, this is too much." Janine screamed and struggled to no avail. He held her tightly in place as he reached into the table drawer next to the chair. All Janine heard was the scrape of wood and began to struggle anew. It did her no good.

Paul's voice was smooth and cold, "Janine you are here at my invitation. You are my submissive. This spanking will teach you what I expect you to take without any arguement or struggle. If you can't do that, then get out....is....that...clear?" Each word was punctuated with a very dramatic smack of a wooden paddle.

Janine could hardly breathe, it hurt so much, "Yes", she gasped, "I understand, I'll behave, really I will. Oh God, don't throw me out."
That spanking would never be forgotten since it left bruises and blisters on her butt. She couldn't sit for several days nor could she wear panties since there were severe bruises in the creases and down her thighs. Paul pointed out to her several times that this would happen whenever she disobeyed.

Considering the condition of her body she did not point out to him that it was an accident. From that point on, Janine's life was under Paul's direction at all times. And no matter what she tried to do it was never enough or what he wanted.

Could she be right though, was this possibly a scheme of Paul's to improve her behavior? She swung her legs over her bedside energized by the thought that Paul might be back that very day. She showered very quickly and got dressed snapping her collar in place.

As she straightened out the kitchen there was a knock on the door. Janine opened the door and there was an electrical company worker there. He looked up at her, "Mr. Paul Grant?"

"No he's not at home, can I help you?" Janine looked at him quizzically.

"Well ma'am, I have to turn off your power, the bill is overdue by two months. Unless you can pay in cash right now, I have to disconnect the power. Now the man had been perfectly nice and polite, he always tried to break the news as gently as he could, so he was not at all prepared for the next event.

Janine looked at the man with total disbelief, her face turned a horrible shade of gray and she sank, like a sack of flour, straight to the floor.

Sadness

I apologize for not continuing the story I started, I shall try to have the next part tomorrow. In fact, writing is kind of tough right now. GC and I have ended our relationship and while we are keeping things on a friendly level, it is still very sad and certainly is a rift in my life that I didn't expect at this point.

There is no blame to be tossed around, that is always pointless since in the ending of a relationship it is usually true that both parties bear some blame. But after the first few days you do start to remember the parts that were so very good and that hurts.

Right about now I wished I lived next door to my big brother, I need a spanking so much. No, I don't think I have done anything wrong but a therapy spanking would let out all that I am choking on inside.

So I will do my best to finish the story as soon as possible but I hope you will bear with me if my focus just isn't where it should be.

After all vanilla or spanko, endings can be very painful for all involved.

Bitter and Cold-pt 1 spanking fiction M/f

How did things ever get this far out of hand? Janine sat on the edge of her bed and shivered in the morning air. She wrapped her arms around herself as the numbness of her situation began to set in. Paul was gone, he had left last night. All of her dignity drained out of her as she had begged him to stay, promised to do better, to be more, anything he wanted.

As he threw his clothes in his suitcase he let out a sarcastic laugh and told her not to be ludicrous. He turned to look at her, his arrogant but handsome face cold and unfeeling. "Doyou know how long I have waited for you to be better? Its been months and you still are a rotten submissive. You don't know how to behave in this lifestyle and you never will. I have no more time to waste on training you." The haughty tone of his voice chilled her.

Janine tried to still the trembling in her voice, she hated it when she felt weak. "But Paul, I have never had to be in this type of life before, it takes getting used to and understanding all that you expect of me. I have worked hard at it. But learning how to submit is not easy."

He slammed the lid of his suitcase and locked it, "Well Janine that is the problem isn't it? I need a submissive in my life who understands how to, when to, where to, without constant instruction. I need one that understands the consequences if she doesn't submit and accepts them appropriately. Now really, can you see yourself ever doing that?"

The acute misery on her face was all the answer he needed. She could no more tell him that she certainly knew she do that, then she could suddenly fly around the room. The punishments he administered took her breath away but not as she hoped spanking would. He left marks all up and down her thighs and calves. His cane whipped at her bottom unmercifully. She hated being bound in place and made to scream in pain. But she tried, oh how she tried. She kept her collar on at all times, unless he gave her permission to take it off to shower or sleep. Never did she talk back to him but it was the obediance. No matter how much effort she put into it she could not seem to obey him enough.

He always pointed out some aspect that was lacking and therefore needed to be spanked out of her. But his idea of spanking....seemed so far off from what all her fantasies had been.

When she had first met Paul at a friend's spanking party he had seemed to enjoy her silly and sassy behavior. He smacked her bottom playfully and told her to behave herself. Of course her obvious answer was "make me." And that was all it took to get the spanking she had so wanted. He held her tight over his knee and spanked over her skirt before lifting it and lecturing her on what a naughty girl she was. Giggling at what he said brought more stinging spanks but this time with a hairbrush over her panties. As she yelped and ouched, she knew he would give her more. Oh and how she wanted it. Before long her panties were down and she was getting a paddling that had her zoning out as she never had. And that wasn't the end of it. He rubbed and caressed her until she thought she would lose her mind.

When he stood her on her feet she wobbled and he held her and rubbed her back. She leaned into him and was lost in the sensations of her tender bottom, the masculine smell of him, and drowning in his sensual eyes. She was sure this was the man she had been desperately searching for all her adult life.

And now he was gone and she wasn't drowning in his eyes, she was simply drowning. She crawled into bed and pulled the covers up over her. Tears both angry and sorrow filled dampened her pillow. But as miserable as she felt at this moment there was no way she could prepare for what was coming next.

Let It Snow!

There have been a number of posts on my Yahoo group about snow spanking. Now of course we all understand this is not about spanking snow men and women but getting real spankings outdoors in a snowy winter environment. Since I have never had this experience all my thoughts are pure fantasy. However, I do love snow and I am the first kid on the block out there making snow angels so I just know I would love it if I had a really warm bottom to contrast with the icy cold snow.

So rather than a parody of Christmas songs (which I probably will get around to) I thought I might try "Let It Snow". You may skip this next part and I promise not to be offended in the least.

"Oh the weather outside is frightful

But that paddling was delightful

And since you made my bottom glow

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

You haven't shown signs of stopping,

And I know I'll get a cropping,

But I love when its nice and slow,

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

When you finally hug me tight,

How I'll love sitting down in a drift

But unless I am glowing bright,

My poor bottom is bound to be miffed.

The cold snow has me sighing

And my endorphin rush is flying

So since we both love this so

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

Well anyone who got through that and is still reading on, I thank you very much. So my lovely readers, lurkers, commenters, followers what do you have to say about the snow and spanking? Were they made for each other or am I nuts? No doubt some of you think anyone who loves snow is a little wacky. But no, its not true, I am not wacky, I just enjoy getting a whack or two in a most convenient place!

Prior question of the week-Positioning

The last question I asked before I disappeared into the ether was about positioning for spanking. Although my very favorite is otk I do enjoy others as well. For example, being over several cushions on a bed can be great for flogging or strapping, It gives the spanker a better range of motion and really makes wrapping less of a possibility. I have also enjoyed being spanked when bent over the top of a table(for example a large desk or kitchen table). This is great for strapping as well but works for any spanking. The drawbacks to the last two is you don't have that lovely physical contact you have with otk but you can always finish up the evening in perfect style bare bottom over a knee getting a bare hand paddling. I will say I have no interest in the diaper position. My big brother has promised he would never do it unless I was in some really big trouble and GC has no interest in it at all. I also can't hold a position without support. For example, I can't hold some of the tradtional caning positions due to physical problems. However, when there is a will there is a way and I have never gone without because of position problems.

Here are some comments from other spankos.

SPANKEDHORTIC said...
Positions I like:-1/ Bent over free standing with hands on knees, while the lady concerned has her non spanking hand holding the back of my neck and hand spanks with the other hand. This sort of has a caring control element to it.2/ Bent over a solid table or work surface with my torso fully supported, this allows one to forget about holding a position and concentrate on the spanking, it also restricts breathing a little and intensifies the experience.3/ Lying flat on a bed, it's just comfortable and nice.Positions I hate:- Touching toes or any other free standing position that puts strain on the knees.A position I want to try:- I think it is called stupidado, hands tied behind the back and suspended from above forcing the spankee into a bending position. It would be nice to hear from anyone who has experienced this.Prefectdt

Janelle said...
The bondage position you are referring to is called, 'strappado,' and there is information on it you might find interesting on Wikipedia.org, complete with a hot picture! No, I haven't tried it, but I would like to!I would like to try bent over free standing with the spanker holding me by my hair with the non spanking hand, or holding me around my waist. Definitely bent over, no matter what, and with some type of support. I don't like laying flat on a bed; the embarrassment of being made to bend over adds to the experience for me.

Purple Angel said: Strappado is a torture technique and must be adapted and used with tremendous care. Dislocated or broken joints are not the least bit enjoyable.

A.S.S. said...
We both prefer the same position... spanker sitting on a bed or couch with spankee laid over the lap. That way head and feet are flat and supported. No strain on the knees/hips/etc and no blood rushing to the head. It's perfect for long spankings and it allows the focus to be where it needs to be. Also a comfortable position for the spanker.For shorter spanking, lots of other positions work... and we like many of those. And for an erotic spanking, the diaper position works quite nicely. But as a general rule, we put overall comfort when it comes to position.:)Todd and Suzy

Maryann Sloan said...
Purple,Don't know how I missed this, sorry I'm so late.I love OTK with the hand. No doubt about it, my favorite.But... I also like positions that work well for a good paddling from a wooden paddle: over the end of the bed or couch, on hands and knees on bed (not good for a long spanking), lying face down on bed either elevated by pillows under the tush or not, and standing, bent over holding the seat of a chair. I don't much like anything too weird or convuluted, like over the end of the bed with head/hands on floor, or complicated like folded into a rocker/recliner in some upside down and backward way. I also do NOT like anything freestanding, like bend over, grab your ankles, hold still. Yeah, right! You try it, buddy!I like to be held firmly in place, but not trapped, if that makes sense. Don't actually tie me down or sit on me. I need the illusion that I could get away and it is only his strong hands keeping me in place. Nice.Fun topic, thanks.Maryann

Tigger4MC said...
Strappado is meant to dislocate the shoulders - and would be extremely painful - WAY too painful for me!

Question of the Week-Getting What You Need

I found these wonderful panties at the Spanking Bethie blog, which I really enjoy. I would also enjoy finding these panties somewhere. I did just by a pair of bright red ones from Paddlemaster that say "Assets" but I am always on the lookout for great panties.

However, this blog is really not about panties, its about getting what you need. In this case it is not food or water, its spanking. It would be helpful, especially for the newbies out there, if you could tell how you got your first or any other spanking. Do you have to ask, "Please spank me", are you bratty to the point that spanking is the only thing your partner can think of, are all your spankings discipline, or do you just have to whisper in his ear, "Guess what I want". At that point if he says, "A trip to Home Depot", he gets a spanking for being a smart ass.

I know I am taking this lightly but its tough when you are just starting out. And it doesn't matter if you are male of female it is still a difficult situation.

So my friends, give it up for the cause, how do you manage to get spanked and/or how did you get your first spanking. And yes, I promise to post mine.

Happy Thanksgiving

I do hope all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving if you were celebrating today. I was celebrating although my feast was the always popular ginger ale and jello. I remember an old Erma Bombeck piece on the same sort of thing for Christmas since her kids always managed to be ill right in time for the holidays.

In any case I know I have a great deal to be grateful for every day of the year and not just this one. I do thank all of you that read my blog and comment on it. It is so appreciated. Finding myself in this lifestyle is one of my greatest joys. I think the two ladies in the picture are enjoying it too. (disclaimer:no this is not meant to depict real pilgrims and Native Americans, honest). I appreciate the comments I get on stories I write and it keeps me motivated to keep writing.

I am lucky enough to have a roof over my head, food in my pantry, three terrific cats, a great son, other family members that love me, wonderful friends both spicy and vanilla, a big brother that is always looking out for me, and then there is my GC. He is in a category all by himself.

I was amazed to see that I have over 60,000 hits on this site. And if I keep my promise to be more consistent and start getting around to other groups I know I will also enjoy it that much more.

Happy Holiday and take care

The only thing I missed out on was being warmly spanked as I thanked.

Rantful Delight

WARNING......I am not a happy camper. Anyone in the midst of holiday happiness, stop right here and read no further. Most of this blog is not about spanking although I should be spanked for being a brat and writing it to begin with. First off I used to love holidays. I cleaned, cooked, decorated....didn't even matter if it was a holiday that belonged to my particular affiliation. Nope, I was right there celebrating with everyone in my family and my friends.

As I have gotten older this has changed tremendously but this year is really the worst. I had made plans to be with one of my dearest friends and her family on Thanksgiving. She became a grandmother this spring and I hadn't seen the baby yet so I couldn't wait. Evidently the humorous nature of karma will have me waiting a while more since I now have a fever over 103 and we are not sure if it is the flu or caused by a new medication. So I will be going nowhere and, of course, I don't want anyone over here in my hobbit hole in case I have something that can fly from one person to the next.

Now I do realize I am suffering from post party let down but this is just plain ridiculous. I am sure by the time this is over there will be a permanent pout on my face since my muscles will have frozen in that position. Hmm but that might be good for spanking events.

That's the other problem, no warm spanks for giving thanks. Now what kind of holiday is it with no spanking? Why its no holiday at all.

I do hope all of you have a terrific holiday, please eat lots of goodies for me even if you are on Todd and Suzy's diet site. I will think of you as I sip the traditional Thanksgiving ginger ale and spoon down delightful sugar free jello.

Ok, the whining is down, have a wonderful holiday, in all actuality we all have much to be thankful for.

Spanksgiving and Getting

Now doesn't this look like a party? No our party didn't look a thing like this but I thought there might be some tops out there that would enjoy the fantasy.

Our party was great and I did think of many of the people I know on blogs who I wish could attend. This was the second party I have given for my group Our Need and Desire. My parties are quite a bit smaller than Florida Moonshine, and Shadow Lane. There were about thirty people there this time and did we ever have a blast.

Now first of all you must understand that Thursday night before the party I was at home finishing up all the print outs for the party bags. Guess what.....you'll never guess. My printer broke. Yep, right in the middle of all that work. I had to take it apart and put it back together again. Basically I got so hyped I never got to sleep that night!

But the party was just as wonderful as I thought. The hotel was kind enough to put all our hotel rooms in a block right down from the party room. No elevators! It was also interesting that there was a lot more spanking in the party room this time than previously and I noticed much more female switching and F/f spanking. That does not mean the guys were left out, perish the thought.

Of course GC was there to paint my posterior as was my big brother. I played with new friends and friends I had met before. I was introduced to new implements, one of which I really think I won't be needing again. That was the infamous Loopy Johnny. Yikes!

We had many donated prizes from three marvelous vendors. Several of the items were adorable panties with adorable sayings. I decided these would be raffled off and the money would go to breast cancer research. Those seven pair of panties made 75.oo dollars. Prizes were given to the two people who named the party. There were many door prizes as well. The grand prize was a one of a kind handmade paddle from PaddlemasterPro that said Our Need and Desire 2008.

The three vendors I am simply amazed at for their generosity are:

www.roseybottom.com

www.paddlemasterpro.com

www.nancysbasement.com

We had book marks, buttons, door hangers, hair brushes, and paddles to give out as prizes plus an adorable pair of silver paddle earrings.

I came home with a lovely tingling bottom after playing with several people and having more than several implements used including a lovely caning.

At one point though, I did ask GC to just give me a bare bottom hand spanking. He does it so well and it was lovely, a true high point.

If you have never attended a party give it some consideration, no one will force or pressure you into doing anything you don't want to. Sometimes just the chance to socialize with like minded people is great.

I Admit its all True

Well yes, I have to admit its all true,

I have been a brat,

Not doing what I should do.

My blogging friends are such angels you see,

And then there is naughty forgetful,

Bratty little me.

No, its not an excuse I admit with a sigh.

But wait, what are you doing?

Not even a moment's gone by.

Hey you don't need to unbuckle that belt,

You did that before

I don't like how it felt.

Oh no you don't, I say with a stomp,

Just try to catch me,

We're off on a romp.

Of course I knew before we got going,

He'd catch me quite soon,

All that Toppy blood flowing.

I squirm and I kick as we "dance"toward the couch

My fists swing around

And I hear him yell "OUCH".

He has to let go to grab at the smack,

I smile quite smugly

And back up on our tracks.

He stands up quite tall, the belt at his side

Now the smile's on his face,

All my tricks have been tried.

I am easy to catch for I backed up by the wall

I go over his shoulder

As he walks down the hall.

So into the bedroom this naughty brat goes,

Stood up on the floor,

And off with her clothes.

Before I can think, my bottom is bare,

Over pillows he's placed

On the bed with a flair.

A hand round my waist, swift licks of the strap,

I howl and cry as I try to get up.

But I am held as tight as if I was on his lap.

He tells me how naughty and careless I've been,

Ignoring the promises I made to repent,

Still I continued that terrible blogless sin.

I know that my bottom is crimson and burning,

Soon he holds me in his arms,

"What lesson are you learning?"

The brat fades away as I sniffle and weep,

I promise to do as I should on my blog.

And this is a promise I do mean to keep.

So to friends and lurkers I have left in the dark,

My crimson red glow will certainly help,

Find that blog that now I will try to keep a'spark.

Purple Angel

Yes I Have Been Ignoring my Job

I must apologize to all the readers of my blog. The reports of my demise are just not true.

My Yahoo group is having a party next weekend, I spent seven glorious days with the love of my life, my fibromyalgia decided it was time to pay a ghastly visit, and good grief before I knew it I hadn't written a blog in forever. To say nothing of the fact that I have not been visiting the other blogs I enjoy so much. So if anyone needs a spanking it is me. I am reasonably sure that can be taken care of next weekend!

Once again I will be going to a spanking party that I am in charge of organizing. It is a great pleasure, after Iall I am a teacher and throwing parties is something we can do as well as teaching reading. Many new members will be coming to the party and of course some of the members that have been in the group a long time and came to the May party.

So I will catch you up as the week goes on. My wonderful week with GC, which went by so fast I couldn't believe it. I will also fill you in on before and after details of the party. And for those of you that responded to the post on positioning I will complete that and try to be a very good blogger and keep up.

Take care and hope all had a happy chocolate filled Halloween!

An Elegant Spanko

Your result for The elegant spankability Test...

The Winner!

You scored 91 elegance and 87 spankability!

An absolutely stunningly high score for spankability, matched with an equally stunning high score for elegance!
You have won! Congratulations! You're cooler than the lovechild of, let's see, Bjork and Lord Byron, and more spankable than two dolphins leaning over a gate!

Er, that last simile may need some explanation. You see, cetologists have established that a dolphin is essentially a buttock with a tail at one end and a beak at the other. That's why they so often travel in pairs. Scientific fact.
But I should also clarify that the author of this test harbours no improper thoughts or desires concerning our ocean-going mammal friends. that would be lower than Gottlob Frick's voice, Aaron Spelling's brow and a televangelist's belly. I'm hot for similes, not cetacea. Just sayin'.
So contact me if you like, you winner you, and I'll send you your prize: I believe it's a picture of a fluffy bunny.

Question of the Week-positioning

You can probably take a pretty good guess at this week's question by the posted pictures. Three different positions for the same activity. And, of course, there are more than these three. So the question this week is about positioning.

If you are a spanker what positions do you prefer and why. I know lots of people like over the knee, but are there any others you really think are helpful for different types of spankings? Which ones present that bottom just the way you want it? Does embarrassment lend itself to part of the spanking and therefore call for a different position?

If you are a spankee which positions do you love, and which do you hate? Are there any that are a hard line NO for you? And if there are, why do you feel that way about them. Does the position have anything to do with the person spanking you? Inotherwords are you more comfortable in certain positions with your SO while you would never consider them for play at a party.

And if there are any positions you have never tried but think would be interesting ask the group about them. Maybe we can get some helpful info for you.

So my friends which way do you prefer to get that sunny side up?

Spanking Furniture

I am so bad! My question of the week almost turned into my question of the month. But I really did find the responses interesting and I am glad to share them with all of you.

For my own response, I have never been spanked over anything but a lap, pillow and table. So I don't know how I would respond to spanking furniture. I think it would be fun to try at least once and I have had friends that responded very positively to the experience. Might be a way to really let go and give yourself to it when you know you are securely restrained. But I know I would never prefer it to being over GC's lap, warm and secure, feeling his hand on my backside. Nothing will ever compare to that. So here are the responses I received.

Johninill said...
I've always wanted to try my hand at making something like this. Haven't done it since there's a scarcity (to say the least) of those who would come to my house to use it. With some implements you really need some kind of device for the spankee. You may/may not use the restraints depending on whether you want to throw in a little bondage.

SPANKEDHORTIC said...
I have on several occasions used other peoples spanking furniture but unfortunately do not own any. the formality of being positioned and/or tied over a piece of furniture that has no other purpose than to be used for punishment, has a formality to it that has a ceremonial quality, this really flips some switches in my mental head space. Due to several reasons, I cannot play in my own home but one of my lottery winning fantasies is having a play room with dozens of specialist pieces of spanking furniture.

Wintermute said...
I've always wanted a special "spanking room" that would be decorated in a Victorian theme. In my imaginary spanking room there would be a spanking bench like the one shown in the picture. Although I'd like something more stylish and less dungeon looking.To me the attraction of the spanking bench is that its great for caning and whipping. The naughty girl is entirely exposed for both punishment and penetration (in what ever way her top might desire).But so far the spanking bench is only a fantasy. In general I prefer voluntary submission, not bondage. But I'd make an exception for a spanking bench

Cheryl said...
I have never been interested in spanking furniture. To me, a spanking bench lacks the human element that I enjoy when being spanked--namely, the feel of my spanker's free hand around my waiste. When I'm being spanked, I'm right where I want to be at that particular time so there's no need for any restraints. Believe me, no one is going to tie me down against my will. I really don't have any use for spanking furniture, but will admit to a slight amount of curiosity.Smiles,Cheryl

Our Bottoms Burn said...
We have two spanking benches, both home made. One is a kneeling bench, the other you bend over it. They do not get a lot of use, but they are there for variety. When restrained, your mind does a few flips, because you know you are not going anywhere until released.


Ted said...
Would someone please make an inflatable model for apartment dwellers?

jody said...
When I'm submissive, I prefer to be in bondage for a punishment type of spanking, or whipping, preferably with a switch, or belt. When the pain nears, or goes over my tolerance level I tend to try to turn over, or cover my butt with my hands, and bondage prevents that, so the punishment is thorough! Nothing works better to put me in an obedient, submissive state of mind....Janelle

Maryann Sloan said...
Visually it looks awful to me. It reminds me more of torture than fun. I like fun, happy spankings. I enjoy and benefit from more intense spankings, too, but the presence of something like that in the room would be a huge turn off to me.Maryann

A.S.S. said...
We've used a spanking bench before... and they are fun. But for us, they are just for play. Wouldn't do a DD spanking with one. Just don't offer that personal touch that OTK does.:)Todd and Suzy

CurtisG said...
I'm a switch who's into spanking for fun, play, sensuality and erotic stimulation (not necessarily all together). The idea of spanking furniture does nothing for me. I want physical contact with the woman I'm spanking or who's spanking me. That is not necessarily limited to (but is preferred) to OTK. There are things like sitting on the spankee's back or perhaps (I've never tried it) riding a spankee like a horse. But physical contact for intimacy and reactions are necessary for my enjoyment.

Thanks to all that posted, it was enlightening! I will put the next question in a new post.

Hugs to all,
Purple Angel

Last Call for a Terrific Party

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Question of the Week-Spanking Furniture

When I first saw pictures of spanking furniture, my opinion was that they looked like something straight out of the Spanish Inquisition. Of course now that I understand the need for all the restraints.....or do I? I have no experience on a bench, horse, or other piece of spanking furniture. Are those restraints a necessity or a visual turn on? And does a spanking over a piece of equipment lack the same connection and feeling you get over a lap or with an arm around your waist?

So the question this week is what do you think of spanking furniture? Do you use it and enjoy it? Have you ever been curious about it? Whatever comment you might like to make would be appreciated. And it would be great to hear from tops, bottoms, and switches. Is it the visual display or the chance to have someone totally under control...or a little of both?

A Spanker's Responsibility

Last week's question was "what is a spanker's responsibility"? It didn't matter what kind of spanking or whether it was m/f, f/m or any other combination. There were some terrific answers and I am happy to share them. Tomorrow I will post another question. But meanwhile here is some real food for thought on a subject near and dear to every one of us.

Maryann Sloan said...
Hi. I am new to your blog and I like what I have seen.I am a spankee and my needs are simple:1. spank meIt is amazing how difficult it is sometimes to get turned over his knee! Just do it already.2. Talk to meTell me I'm beautiful. Tell me I'm a brat. Tell me you are angry with me or I disappointed you. Tell me something!3. Hold me afterwards. No matter how fun or playful a spanking is, I still want/need to be held.That't it. But of the three, I'd say number one is number one! Just do it!Maryann

Cigi said...
I find as a spankee that too many spankers want to try to spank me for some reason; to make me feel like I am being punished. I don't need that and, in fact, it often will ruin a scene for me. What I think is a spanker's first responsibility is listening. Listen to us when we tell you what we like...listen when we tell you what we don't like. Don't take our smiles and laughter as a challenge..we aren't laughing at your spanking, we are laughing and smiling because we are enjoying it immensely.When you hear a safeword, stop IMMEDIATELY! Don't say "Are you gonna wimp out on me?" or "You can take one more". We educated people about the sanctity of the safeword, both tops and bottoms. When someone uses their safeword it means "Stop this right now!" It should be heeded.I don't really believe aftercare is a spanker's responsibility but it sure goes a long way towards endearing the spanker to me. I don't mind a hug and a pat on the fanny when we're done but if you broke skin or caused abraded skin, it's a responsible top who tries to help take care of the problem.I believe a spanker's responsibility is also to learn the safe way to spank, the safe places and the safe methods. This is just my opinion and I could write a whole blog myself on the subjct. Thanks for the thought provoking blog, Val.Love ya!Cigi

Cheryl said...
Hey, Purple, great question and not something I've thought about since I was a relative newbie.I have definite feelings regarding what I believe a top is responsible for. First and foremost, any top who spanks others is responsible for providing a safe and reassuring environment for whoever he/she is spanking. It's pretty hard to enjoy a spanking when you can't relax.Secondly, a top is responsible for giving the bottom the kind of spanking she/he asks for. If a bottom asks you for something you either can't or won't give, then have the guts to say so. This should be discussed before the first spank falls.Third, a top is responsible for the physical and emotional well-being of the one he/she is spanking. That means know how to safely use the toys you own. Emotionally, don't purposely take a bottom anywhere she/he doesn't want to go. We all know that things sometimes happen that we didn't plan for. But never, under any circumstances, do these things with intent. These are the things I believe are the most important. There are lots of others, but I don't want my answer to be longer than the post LOL.Again, great question, Purple. I am chomping at the bit to see you at your party.Love,Cheryl

A.S.S. said...
Had you said "goals" the question would have been extremely difficult because the "goals" of a spanking change not only based on the type of spanking... but it varies from spanking to spanking.But "responsibility" is much easier. A spanker is responsible for being safe and ensuring a spanking doesn't veer off in a way that would 'damage' their spankee. That means physically or mentally. Just don't want to push to a place that the spankee truly did not want to go.:)Todd and Suzy

Wintermute said...
I was going to write something in response to this excellent question, but Cheryl said everything that I was going to say and probably stated it more clearly. So I will confine myself to complementing Cheryl for her answer.Wintermute

Purple Angel said...
Thank you all for your comments, I will be writing a summary for a blog over the weekend. Just wanted to throw in a few cents worth. Since I am a switch I am both spanker and spankee. When I am the one topping I feel a tremendous sense of responsibility to the bottom's welfare, especially if this involves discipline. And if a bottom should zone or hit sub space they often need help because it is a bit like being drunk, you are just not sure what is going on. I know that since I have visited a time or two myself.Cigi and Cheryl, what well written and beautifully thought out answers. I can always rely on the two of you to look at the issue squarely and speak to it.Welcome Maryann, and I have to agree! JUST DO IT!! I also agree with your other comments. Spanking tends to make me sleepy(well sometimes)and being held is such a joy. That is why bedtime spanking is wonderful. ToddnSuzy I have to agree, the spanker is responsible for never pushing the limits that have been set without permission. If I was going to talk about a spankee's responsibility it would definitely be that you state your limits clearly and not expect anyone to read your mind.Wintermute, I couldn't agree with you more about Cheryl's response.Thanks to you all for commenting.Hugs,Purple Angel

Sandi said...
I want a spanking that lets me know that he is in control. Love smacks are alright for lovemaking, but a real spanking should be hard enough to make me cry. I want to be held after too. Being shown that I am loved is a very important part of the spanking experience for me. I like the ritual part of being spanked as well, being told to take my pants off, having my panties taken down to my knees, and then off. I don't much like the corner though.

Sandi I am right with you on corner time, I think it is ridiculous.

Hugs Purple Angel

None of my cats will even try!

I have tried to teach my cats to wield a paddle or brush. After all I live with three of them, I must get on their nerves from time to time. What a perfect opportunity for a spanking. But will they cooperate? No way! In fact if they see the toy bag come out they leave the room and go to sleep on the couch. What a trio of wet blankets.

In any case I decided this picture had to be seen since they wouldn't take my word for it.

Question of the Week

This week I want to know your opinion about a spanker's responsibility. Choose any type of spanking you want and let us know what you think the spanker is responsible for. Consider issues of safety, zoning, and physical issues the spankee might have. What should the spanker be careful of and caring about. Remember this does not have to be punishment, it can be whichever type of spanking you enjoy the most. I would also enjoy hearing the opinions of spankees as to what needs of theirs should be met by the spanker.

How long? Always!

Best Sleeping Medication Known to Man or Womankind!!

Well I didn't get many answers to last week's question so I will post my views first and then finish up with the answers I got from others. The question was how long have you been into spanking, when did you first realize your feelings and then when did you start actually participating.

As with so many of my spanko friends I don't remember a time when I wasn't intrigued with spanking. I was not spanked as a child but my brother was severely spanked and quite often. I hated that, you could hear his screams even if you were outside. I often sat and wondered how I could want the same thing to happen to me.

The answer, of course, is I didn't. They may have called what they were doing to him spanking, but I doubt that anyone in or out of the lifestyle would consider what he had to endure as spanking. And so my kinky little brain continued its quest for someone to spank me. It has only been very recently that I have remembered some of the role play games my teenage friends and I played. Its hard to believe I forgot about this, it was such an essential part of our social time together.

My girlfriends and I pretended we each lived with our older brother. Our parents usually were traveling or had jobs that kept them away from home, therefore our older brother's were usually assigned to take care of us. Keep in mind that all of us were the oldest child in the family and none of us had older brothers at all. We all wanted one, or maybe even two, but unfortunately they had to be the stuff fantasies are made of. Since we were typical teen agers we were consistently getting into low level trouble. Breaking curfew, skipping a class, and sometimes not doing homework were the heinous crimes of which we were usually accused. Of course our brothers all had a tried and true method of dealing with this....Spanking! Never in the history of the world were teen agers in the Chicago suburbs spanked so thoroughly and repeatedly. Our poor brothers barely had time to study for school, they were so involved in warming our backsides.

Much of our role play was done on the phone but the times we were together we actually spanked one another. I still wonder if any of them think of this and if any have embraced the fact that they are spankos. There is no doubt in my mind they were and most likely still are.

So until recently I thought it had only been the last six years in which I had begun to explore this wonderful part of my life. Actually it has been much longer. It is also very interesting to note that our brother's were very loving and caring. The spankings were always "for our own good" and we were never shouted at or slapped.

Spanking has always been a part of my fantasy world, sometimes sexual and sometimes not. However, from the time I graduated from high school until I reawakened that part of myself was 36 years. That is one very long dry spell! I always tried to get any guy I went out with to spank me but it never worked. My ex husband wasn't interested either. One relationship I had about 12 years ago, he was more than willing to punch and beat me but thought spanking was weird.

Then one day my brother bought me a used computer since he knew I was writing and he felt I needed a computer. Boy was he right, but for the wrong reasons. The first day I typed spanking into the search engine life became a lot more interesting. I devoured stories, joined groups, blushed as I pictured myself in some of the situations described, and learned as much as I could about this lifestyle I was sure would never be mine.

I was wrong about that too, it most certainly has become an unbelievably important part of my life. Almost every implement on my "no way" list has been tried out more than once. I once doubted I could be spanked bare bottom by someone I had just met, so much for silly doubts. I have been spanked in public play rooms at spanking parties. Probably the most astonishing thing I found out about myself is that I am a switch. I enjoy spanking both men and women for corrective reasons or simply for fun.

Here is what I have learned that will keep spanking an important part of my life always. Spanking is one of the major conduits through which I feel loved and cared about. Yes, it is sexually exciting, and yes it is a major endorphin rush. But when I am spanked by the man I love or my big brother I feel so incredibly loved. Getting a corrective spanking always brings tears for me and a great deal of comforting when it is over. This is something I absolutely believe I will always need in my life. Don't misunderstand, I get far more sensual, play, fun and Just Because spankings than I do corrective, but I am always so grateful that someone finds me worthwhile enough to take the time to correct and get back on the right track. It also gives me pleasure to be able to help those I care about in the same way. So I have every intention of staying a spanker and spankee, I can't imagine my life without it now.

Curtis G's response-

Because I’m a delinquent, I’ll answer last week’s question and this week’s in one fell swoop or swell foop, if you will.I was probably wired for spanking since birth, but my first concrete awareness came in the second grade when a very pretty teacher picked up a classmate, put him over one knee while leaning against a wall and gave him a birthday spanking which I felt in my private parts. From that time forth all my nocturnal and many of my diurnal fantasies were about spanking. And I did what many have done – look up the word in the dictionary, find and cherish passages in books, mark movie references to and scenes of, follow the comics which featured spanking which, during my childhood were many, and, of course, listen for stories about and threats to. I think I played for the first time when I was in seventh grade, when we played games resembling house in the boarding house I then lived and I played the spanking dad. I realized I wasn’t alone the next year because of two things – a neighbor girl whom I spanked once and who then came over very frequently to put herself over my lap to be spanked and a music teacher who brought classroom discussion around to spanking about every other class and once allowed how spanking was “fun.”I was from the beginning in my fantasies and later in reality a switch, although it took me quite awhile (and with one exception) to be willing to be spanked, since I worried it would hurt in not a nice way (as the very rare parental spankings did).So what attracted me early – the teacher involved in that first episode was very pretty; the positions on either side of the lap seemed, in the mind’s eye, sexy without quite knowing what that meant except that it was spanking fantasies that provided nocturnal release. I also like the women who talked about and threatened. They tended to be those who were in their own way sassy and their threats seemed to have sexual overtones – at least to me. Also I had a particularly loveless childhood and thus spanking (and those who spanked) seemed to be more caring and warm than those who didn’t. Spanking became, in certain ways, synonymous with affection. When I started spanking early, the feel of a girl (then ) over my lap was warm and exciting, the sting on the bottom felt good and the beginnings of color (though, in play, I never spanked hard enough to make anyone red) was also appealing as was the squirming over my lap.As I grew older spanking became more tied in overtly with my sexuality. I don’t think I dated anyone whom I didn’t at least make an attempt to spank (even a one whacker) and most, but not all wanted more. The bottom is for many a major erogenous zone. So, while I engaged in play and birthday spankings, many spankings were also a prelude to sex and I enjoyed, the warmth of the person over my lap, the sting on my hand, the changes of color, the unlayering in some cases, the rubbing and caressing and the things which it led to. And when I finally relented and played bottom as well as top, it was the feeling of connection over a lap, the sting on my bottom and the arousal it produced. Unlike some I am only into spanking for fun, play, sensuality and erotic arousal, so all my feelings about it are warm ones

Paul's comments-

Purple, I can't really remember what started my interest in spanking.I am of a generation where corporal punishment was the rule rather than the exception.In the orphanage where I grew up it was used for even minor offences.To my shame, at the time, seeing girls punished at school and home was a big turn on.It was a little later that I discovered the erotic side of spanking.As I had a D D and D/s marriage discipline played a role, albeit a fairly minor one, the majority was play.So most of my memeries of spanking are very pleasent.Warm hugs,Paul.

What We Love About Spanking and a New Question

Last week I asked everyone what they loved about spanking. Before I post those responses I wanted to post my own.

I love the connection I feel with the person spanking me. If it is not for correction, I love the head space I find myself in. The growing sting and tingle excite me and stimulate my entire body. I often get chills as the spanking continues. And, oh, that physical connection between bare bottom and bare hand when my wonderful GC is spanking me is so amazing.

As for correction I so need the cleansing feeling after I have been spanked for whatever I have done wrong. It is actually a strong physical need, just as the need for other types of spanking are needed.

Now as for the other ideas......

These are the comments from last week’s question of the week. The question was; What is it you love about spanking?

Dave’s comment
I was fortunate enough today to spank two women, one for the first time. What made it enjoyable for both of us is we talked about mutual respect and boundaries. This alleviates some of the trepidation bottoms have with a new top. I talked with her during her spanking to keep her at ease and become enveloped by the experience.It is very important for both people to have an understanding of each others expectations from a spanking session. By communicating at the beginning it made it a terrific experience for both of us.

Paul’s comment
Purple, for me spanking a willing woman is highly erotic.The more it turns her on the more pleasure I get.Warm hugs,Paul.

Purple Angel’s comment
I appreciated the genuine pleasure you both get from spanking women in a way that is meaningful and exciting. I totally agree with Dave’s comments on communication. I also could relate to Paul since I am a switch and spanking is also a very erotic activity for me and my SO.

Spankedhortic’s comment
3 things.1/ The adrenalin/endorphin high2/ Playing - getting away from the usual round of everyday, life doing something surreal 3/ Building a trust bond between the lady concerned and myself

Hermione’s comment
I definitely like the pain. Well, maybe 'need' is a better way to put it. And I think there is an endorphin rush that I want, otherwise why would I really crave a spanking if a week goes by without one?I also enjoy the closeness that we experience for at least 2 days afterward.Hugs,Hermione

Caryagal’s comment
I love the release of control. The closeness I feel afterwards, and the caring and attention I've gotten. I like the release it provides from stress. Carye :-)
ab’s comment
I myself like the build up. Start with a warm up and built so I'mpushing my butt up to meet the spanks and the excitement of the smackand what it does to my stomach.

Joe’s comment
The personal touch, the attention, and sensation of a woman's hand onmy bare bottom. Maybe it's all the same. When I top I just love to seea bottom wobble and turn those beautiful colors of red.Spank those bottoms to and fro make them wobble watch them glow Ialways say.

Fw comment
being a visual male, is there any other kind? I love the visual ass pect. The beauty of the female bottom is unequalled in all the world. It is shaped like a heart and is the cradle of all civilization. Sometimes it is difficult to not just sit and admire the "scene'" and administer spanks at the same time, but the jiggling affect makes up for the need to participate.

Thanks to all who responded this past week. The question for next week is:

When did you become aware of your need or desire to spank and/or be spanked? And when did you finally act on that need?

Wow!

Sorry I am so late in blogging. I had a terrific weekend with GC in Chicago. I had the chance to introduce him to my brother, sister, nieces and nephew at a party my brother and Marie, his SO had at their home for Marie's birthday. It was a wonderful afternoon and GC seemed to like everyone although I think his favorite was JJ, Marie's dog.

This trip was quite different in that we didn't have a hectic schedule of go here and be there. It was simply the cook out at my brother's and the rest of the time was ours. We ate in a really wonderful Italian restaurant in Evanston and had so much time to walk and talk together. On Sunday we went to the Morton Arboretum just south of Chicago. It was a sunny, blue sky day, not too hot or humid. It was gorgeous there and we walked through garden and forest areas, just the two of us...well of course there were other people present but I really wasn't paying attention. I must tell you that this would have been the greatest place for an outdoor spanking except for all the other people. That made it quite difficult, actually impossible. But one of these days.....

Ok so what does this have to do with the tshirt at the beginning of the post? Well, my birthday had been the week before and I was promised a wonderful birthday spanking. Oh my that was certainly an understatement. GC decided many of my toys should have the honor of joining in the festivities. So he began with his hand which I always love. He gave me 57 spanks plus one for good luck and one to grow on. Considering the implication I really needed one to shrink on.

But that was just the beginning. Of course I had to be spanked with my purple paddle. Why it would have been awful to leave out my very favorite. So once again 59 really solid spanks on my already tingling bottom. Now lest you think he is not the sensual and lovely man that he is I must add that each spanking was finished with caresses and rubbing that nearly drove me out of my mind(in the best possible way).

By now I was beginning to zone out and I do know my leather strap, his birthday gift to me was used next. Oh I do love leather, somehow it has a feel and a rhythm all its own. I was now doing a lot of oohing and aahing and an occasional yelp. And I do know at some point my hairbrush got its turn as well as my lexan paddle. Yes, 59 with all of them. I ask you, can that man birthday spank or what? The final spanking was the same as the first, his very warm hand on my extremly warm tush.

He used the flogger to caress my very bright bottom and also the bristle side of the brush. By this point I felt like a lump of silly putty. And I just remember wanting to stay there forever. It was amazing. My bottom had been treated to such a variety of sensations that I am surprised the endorphins weren't running out of my ears.

Of course I got other spankings and gave other spankings over the weekend but that birthday spanking won't soon be forgotten. I can hardly wait to turn 58!

Question of the Week

I would like to try posting a question of the week for those that read my blog. First of all I really appreciate the many people who take time to comment and also those that have let me know by email or in person that they enjoy Spankful Delight.

So my first question is a simple one. What is it you love about spanking? This can be answered by anyone who participates. Is it the endorphin rush, the sensual sting, the exchange of control or is it something else entirely. Where spanking is concerned what makes the bells ring and the whistles blow for you?

Please feel free to post your comment or email me and I will put together a synopsis to post later this week. At that time I will probably add my own two cents as well.

Brotherly Love

I had an absolutely delightful visit with my big brother. No, sadly, that is not a picture of me but it certainly is indicative of the spirit in which I got spanked.

The good news was that I had no wrong decisions to "pay up" for, therefore any spanking would be done in a spirit of play. The only bad news was that I was still recovering from the problems I had with my leg during the Chicago party. However, that did not stop us from having a wonderful time. I felt very pampered, he even went out to buy frozen custard so we could have it at my apartment since I was not up to the walk. Actually I think he may have been self motivated to do that since he loves the stuff!

I can hear you all moaning, poor girl no spanking. Oh you are so wrong. It was my leg that hurt, not my bottom. I did get several really nice spankings but one was a bit unusual. As the spanking began my big brother began talking to me about how he had found out I had been cutting classes at school (I don't go to school, see where this is going?). He asked if it were true I had been doing so, and was I a naughty girl?

Of course I got the picture very quickly and behaved as a rebellious 18 year old might do. I informed him I was too old to be spanked and none of my friends got spanked. Besides that the class was BORING.

His response was to give me quite a lecture while I lay over pillows on my bed, with my very bare bottom in the air. I was both paddled and strapped, I can't begin to tell you how many spanks I received but it was one heck of a spanking.

Since it was for play, my admission of guilt and pleading for forgiveness was as real as the fact that I am 18. Of course, I promised never to cut class again and he promised that it didn't matter how old I was or if my friends got spanked. He assured me that I would be spanked anytime I misbehaved. And then I got lovely aftercare which included big hugs and my stating over and over it would never happen again.

What great fun spanking can be when you have done nothing to be sorry for. I do love all types of spankings, its true. I especially love when GC's hand is the one creating all the commotion but my big brother loves spanking a bare bottom as much as any bare bottom appreciates that stinging attention.

So I got a naughty schoolgirl spanking and frozen custard as well. Wonder how many classes I will have cut by the time I see him again. Oh and I wonder how he would take it if his little sister was caught smoking on school property? (No I don't smoke and its a good thing, that spanking would not be any kind of role or other play!)

Visits Coming and Going

My brother just left from his second visit and I am on my way to visit a friend I have not seen in a year. We have been friends for 35 years. She is vanilla but she was also the first person I told when I decided to allow myself to explore this part of my life. I can't wait to see her.

I am sorry I haven't posted as regularly but I am working long hours to try and shore up my finances.

I will post about my brother's visit in the next few days.

I would also like to let you know that my Yahoo group, Our Need and Desire is having another party in November. I have a link to the group on this page if you are interested in joining.

I also apologize for the sudden disappearance of the pictures in many of my blogs. Flickr decided to delete my account without warning. I will be editing the blogs that contained pictures from Flickr and putting the pictures back. My advice is to not use them as an image hosting site.

Hugs,
Purple Angel

I'll Cry if I Want To

Yes I went to the Crimson Moon party this past weekend with my adorable GC. We arrived on Thursday afternoon since the party began Thursday night and continued until Sunday.

Thursday was terrific. I picked up my friends Carol and Cheryl and we drove up to Chicago(only got off track once, pretty good for my directionally challenged brain). Even the ride up there was a lot of laughs.

When we got to the hotel GC came down to help with the luggage and it was wonderful to have my arms around him after being separated for five weeks. After I unpacked and put myself back together we went out for dinner. After dinner there were lots of people arriving and I had the chance to talk with friends I hadn't seen in awhile. Everything was fantastic.

Since GC reserves first and last spankings of the day at parties, we went back to the room and I was once again reminded of one of the many reasons I adore him. Once he had put some color in my cheeks we both went socializing. I was asked to play by a friend I have played with at every CM party. He is a switch so we both had a great time. I know I have mentioned it before but the massage table he and his wife bring to parties is a great surface to lie on when being spanked. When both of us had enjoyed a number of toys and were glowing a gorgeous shade of bright pink, we rejoined the folks laughing and talking in the hallway. It was getting close to 1 am so I headed back to the room and my wonderful man.

We had some delightful spanking fun as well as other kinds of fun and drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

The next day we decided to go to the Art Institute for part of the day. Its not that we don't love spanking, it just seems strange to be in a wonderful city and never leave the hotel. So off we went for a chance to look at magnificent artwork(no spanking pictures though) and to eat ice cream, which is one of my favorite pastimes.

At about 4 we headed back to the hotel to shower and change for the evening fun. As I was changing I noticed my leg was starting to hurt. This isn't terribly unusual so I just took some Tylenol. However, it continued getting worse. I did my best and limped down the hallway where everyone was gathered waiting for dinner to begin. I talked with many friends but didn't feel much like eating, the throbbing in my right leg was really getting serious. Several of the guys asked me to play but I had to tell them no and I explained that I needed to wait for my leg to improve.

It didn't improve and I ended up asking GC to help me get down to our room since I really couldn't walk alone anymore. And that room is where I stayed until Sunday when it was time to go home. Now it isn't a horrible fate to be in a comfy air conditioned hotel room watching cable TV and reading. But when everyone else is giving and getting spankings it just makes you want to cry. Sort of like the oldie Its My Party and I'll Cry if I Want To.


However, I could not have asked for more care and concern than I got from GC. I really do believe he was back in the room to check on my every 20 minutes. He went out and bought a cane(the walking kind) and refilled my prescription for muscle relaxant. I was served my meals in bed and got lots of hugging and reassurance. The biggest concern was whether I could drive home from Chicago since the rental car was in my name and I was the only one allowed to drive it.

I must tell you the best part though. My birthday comes up this month. Unbeknownst to me GC had contacted Ian of London Tanners (they make fabulous implements)and had planned to present me with one of my birthday gifts at the Vendor's Fair. He was going to be trying out the implements at the London Tanner's table and when I said I liked the one that was eventually mine, he was going to surprise me with it right there. Can you believe how sweet the man is? In any case, he had to alter his plans and bring it up to the hotel room. It was quite a surprise, a beautiful burgandy leather strap. We did test drive it on Sunday morning when I was starting to feel a bit better. It is a great implement.

Well, all things must come to an end whether we want them to or not. It certainly was not the party experience I hoped for but I had quality time with the one person I wanted to be with more than anyone else so I have no complaints. We had time to talk, laugh, spank, love and just hold each other.

I did make it home but by the time I dropped off my friends the pain was much worse and it was very hard to work the brake. And I am still not quite back on my feet yet. My big brother is coming to visit tomorrow and, for once, I am not in trouble for anything (see, miracles are possible) so I know I will enjoy his visit.

But I miss the man in my life. I missed him as soon as we pulled away from the hotel to start down to central Illinois. Fortunately I only have to wait until Aug. 22 to see him.

Yes, I certainly did and will cry if I want to, although as long as GC is in my life, there does not seem to be much reason to cry.

Spanking and Frozen Custard

Yes the belt certainly is an effective implement when applied to a badly behaved backside. My "big brother" arrived just as planned and I was delighted to see him, although I knew part of his visit would be dealing with an issue that really had to be handled in person. Over the phone just didn't work for this situation. He gave me big hugs, brought in his cases from the motorcycle(no kidding) and we talked for a bit.

He really wanted to get the corrective spanking out of the way so we could then enjoy our visit. And, actually, I always prefer to get those over with as well. So I walked into the bedroom and put the reading pillow upside down in the middle of the bed. Such an innocent object and yet it played its part in a very emotional experience.

While I usually use it for reading in bed, this time it was turned upside down, just as I soon would be. It makes a perfect bolster to lay over. Your bottom is up high and you are not having your head hanging down, plus your legs are resting on the bed. All in all a pretty good target.

So he sat down on the bed and the discussion began. I always have to write out why I am being spanked and read it to him. By the time I was done with the whys, wherefores, and yes, asking for a spanking, I had tears in my eyes. I put the paper down and looked at him sitting there. No anger, no recriminations, just the simple truth of what I had done and how I could begin to forgive myself.

He pulled his belt out of the belt loops and put it on the bed next to the lexan paddle. I silently apologized to my backside for what it was about to endure. And over the pillow I went.

Now my brother believes connection is important during any kind of spanking. I happen to agree. He never wants me to feel alone. When I am being paddled his hand is always around my waist. However, for the strap in the beginning he had one knee on the bed, one hand on my back and the belt in the other.

As the belt started to snap on my soon to be crimson bottom I winced but the tears that were there had already started during the lecture. Throughout the strapping he talked to me about what I had done and asked me many times if this was what I deserved and, in fact, wanted. As soon as my bottom was glowing pink, the strap stopped. My brother spoke to me gently, and explained he was not finished. I got a big hug and he told me how proud he was of my bravery in accepting what would help me get past this mistake.

Then he picked up the lexan paddle (no holes and only 1/4 inch thick, you really don't need more). Once again he reminded me of why we were doing this. And I did agree that this was what was wanted and deserved. My brother never ever swings his hand up with an implement, its always a snap of the wrist. He does not ever want to leave bruises. But those quick snap spanks manage to make me sob each time we get to that point. That is the place where I give myself to the experience and there is nothing else but the paddle landing on a reddened backside.

I don't know how he does it but he always knows the absolute point at which I have had all that I need to let go and forgive myself. He has always forgiven me before the spanking ever starts.

And when he stops, he hugs me and tells me how brave I was and how well I took the spanking. He always hugs until the tears stop. I am also reassured that the matter is over. But there is a reminder to not let this happen again. And none of his words are ever loud or harsh. It really is a gift of loving care and compassion.

I always hug back and thank him for caring about me and helping me to make smarter decisions. It is always emotional and very touching. He is careful to rub cream or lotion on my bottom as part of aftercare.

Ok so what does this have to do with frozen custard? Well two blocks from my apartment is what I consider the best frozen custard in the world. It is a local business that has been here for 25 years. My brother loves to go there when he visits. So when I had pulled myself back together, we walked down to have some yummy custard. As usual I tend to forget that I have a recently spanked backside. Jarlings only has wooden benches to sit on. Yes, right after a spanking I had to sit on a wooden bench and I proudly can state I hardly squirmed at all. However I did have a fleeting thought about how nice it might be to quit spooning the custard into my mouth and use it where it might do more good and would be calorie free!