So here's the tale of meeting up with yet another spanker. His name is now James.
I was a little worried about meeting him. Everytime I talked to him he seemed great, but two people on a website I'm on sent me warnings. I scouted out his spankees and asked their impressions. They all thought he was great.
I had no evidence to doubt him, except for these 2 warnings, and after my experience with SG, I did not want a repeat. But I've grown a lot since then. I've had a lot of spankings since then. So I had Wendy chat with him and got her seal of approval.
I met him up at his Job in mid town Manhattan (I'm in NYC visiting home) and took a walk with him to Bryant park.
He appeared rather nerdy and wore a shirt that said "I'm looking for someone really bad are you really bad?" He had on glasses and sniffled every so often (I think he had a sinus infection) We took a long walk, and eventually ended up on the A train to his place.
He seemed completely safe, and the rumor that someone had to roll off of him to escape, seemed almost laughable, he's a smallish guy.
WE logged on to chat for a little bit first, said hi to our friends on Bottomlines ( www.bottomlines.co.uk ) and I saw my friend Tink was on. She and I had met in real life, and I absolutely adore her. She jokingly said she wanted to watch on cam, I said I wouldn't mind so we set it up. James put the cam on and Tink watched the whole thing. She kept saying "this is sooo worth the spanking I'm going to get for staying up past my bed time."
I told James I prefered leather so he just got out about 7 straps, and only one wooden spatula was used.
He layed me over his lap on his bed and the camera was positioned at my arse. He started with his hand, and moved to a variety of leather straps, I winced and squawked a little, but stayed rather still, and tried to guess the implement in his hand, I suck at that game.
In order to give Tink a bit of a show, I kept "falling off" his lap and earning more swats. Finally, we got her on the phone and she kept finding ways to get me spanked-- I could have killed her. But it was all in good fun. When three o clock hit I said I should probably get going, Brooklyn is a lonnng ways from the part of Manhattan we were in. SO he called a cab service and gave me money for the ride home.
I thoroughly enjoyed that spanking, and I'm glad Tink was there to join in the fun.
He wants to meet one more time before I leave NY, I may, but I'm feeling a little spanked out.
And Pete thinks I'm letting too many people spank me too soon. He's worried about me, and he is a bit possessive I think.
Anyway it was a great night full of laughs, and even better 2 nights later Tink's top whipped her for staying up to watch us. I love happy endings!
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Last night with an old friend AKA converting a vanilla
Okay so I have some stories that I have yet to catch you up on, but this happened last night, and was too good not to blog about.
When I was in elementary school there was a boy I had a crush on, we shall call him Mark. Now Mark is your typical Nerdy guy. Sweet, quirky, knows everything about everything. Lets put it this way, in fifth grade, his friends and him both played pokemon and made up parodies about Kenneth Starr, how many 10 year olds had a clue who Kenneth Starr was?
Anyway. We dated at age 10, he was my first kiss, he thought it was yucky and I dumped him-- Oh 10 year olds and their dramas.
So athe last time I saw him I was 12, and after 8 years of not seeing him, we reconnect through the wonder of Facebook, and we meet up. We hit up a bar, get to talking, and I know, I just know I will end up talking about TTWD, I just can't help it, Imma freak, (in the best way possible) I ask him if he'd ever seen Secretary Oh, please let him be a closet spanko like me. I think.
"Nope, but I bet I can guess what it is about in three guesses or less."
"okay"
"A secretary?"
I told him its about the BDSM world.
"So how long have you been into that?" He asks
Oh shit, he's on to me. I never said I was into it
"Officially, since May"
I start talking about all of this stuff, the boards, DD, OTK, TTWD, every acronym you can conjure. We go to his apartment and he is talking about electrical engineering, and how an electrical circuit is the physical representation of a logic statement. It's humorous because his scientific talk would be intermingled with drug talk. He snorted a line of coke, right in front of me! What happened to little Mark?
"So how does a scene go?" He asks
"Well, it's different each time, sometimes there is cornertime, and sometimes there is scolding." I said kind of timidly blushing. "Then the top might pat his or her lap and the bottom would go, um OTK-- Over the knee." I giggled
"Do you want to try a scene?" He has a bit of a stutter, but he said that sentence with such certainty I was shocked.
"What, Now?!" I said in a grave whisper SERIOUSLY??
"Yeah"
"With your mom sleeping in the room over?" Nooooo way!
"How loud can it be?"
I almost burst in laughter 'How loud can it be?' ha ha ha ha ha
Well he had a solution, we went down to the gym room in his apartment building, it was 3 in the am, and did the scene there. He laid me over a yoga ball and I told him usually you warm up with a hand spanking.
SMACK WHAM THWAP smack SMACKity
The inconsistancies were funny, I kind of just let him play on my butt.
OMG I'm converting a vanilla.
SMACK smack SMACK smack SMACK
He was playing a rhythm on my butt ha ha ha. Then he started to rub it, as I suggested. I told him if you want your bottom to last, you need to rub in between smackings.
"There must be some sort of optimization equation for the ratio of spanking time to rubbing to get the most effective spanking." He said in perfect Mark style.
After some rubbing I gave him permission to use the belt. he didn't double it properly at first, and his swing was very small, so I taught him how to do it and HOLY SHIT.
I told him I'd blog about him, but I was behind on my blogging.
"Well do you think that was very smart to your fans at large on the internet 2.0" (something like that)
I laughed, he was trying to be toppy it was cute.
After I taught him how to use a belt, he was leaving welts on one side and barely hitting the other. ALL in all I thing it was a good first time experience for him, and a very fun reunion ;)
When I was in elementary school there was a boy I had a crush on, we shall call him Mark. Now Mark is your typical Nerdy guy. Sweet, quirky, knows everything about everything. Lets put it this way, in fifth grade, his friends and him both played pokemon and made up parodies about Kenneth Starr, how many 10 year olds had a clue who Kenneth Starr was?
Anyway. We dated at age 10, he was my first kiss, he thought it was yucky and I dumped him-- Oh 10 year olds and their dramas.
So athe last time I saw him I was 12, and after 8 years of not seeing him, we reconnect through the wonder of Facebook, and we meet up. We hit up a bar, get to talking, and I know, I just know I will end up talking about TTWD, I just can't help it, Imma freak, (in the best way possible) I ask him if he'd ever seen Secretary Oh, please let him be a closet spanko like me. I think.
"Nope, but I bet I can guess what it is about in three guesses or less."
"okay"
"A secretary?"
I told him its about the BDSM world.
"So how long have you been into that?" He asks
Oh shit, he's on to me. I never said I was into it
"Officially, since May"
I start talking about all of this stuff, the boards, DD, OTK, TTWD, every acronym you can conjure. We go to his apartment and he is talking about electrical engineering, and how an electrical circuit is the physical representation of a logic statement. It's humorous because his scientific talk would be intermingled with drug talk. He snorted a line of coke, right in front of me! What happened to little Mark?
"So how does a scene go?" He asks
"Well, it's different each time, sometimes there is cornertime, and sometimes there is scolding." I said kind of timidly blushing. "Then the top might pat his or her lap and the bottom would go, um OTK-- Over the knee." I giggled
"Do you want to try a scene?" He has a bit of a stutter, but he said that sentence with such certainty I was shocked.
"What, Now?!" I said in a grave whisper SERIOUSLY??
"Yeah"
"With your mom sleeping in the room over?" Nooooo way!
"How loud can it be?"
I almost burst in laughter 'How loud can it be?' ha ha ha ha ha
Well he had a solution, we went down to the gym room in his apartment building, it was 3 in the am, and did the scene there. He laid me over a yoga ball and I told him usually you warm up with a hand spanking.
SMACK WHAM THWAP smack SMACKity
The inconsistancies were funny, I kind of just let him play on my butt.
OMG I'm converting a vanilla.
SMACK smack SMACK smack SMACK
He was playing a rhythm on my butt ha ha ha. Then he started to rub it, as I suggested. I told him if you want your bottom to last, you need to rub in between smackings.
"There must be some sort of optimization equation for the ratio of spanking time to rubbing to get the most effective spanking." He said in perfect Mark style.
After some rubbing I gave him permission to use the belt. he didn't double it properly at first, and his swing was very small, so I taught him how to do it and HOLY SHIT.
I told him I'd blog about him, but I was behind on my blogging.
"Well do you think that was very smart to your fans at large on the internet 2.0" (something like that)
I laughed, he was trying to be toppy it was cute.
After I taught him how to use a belt, he was leaving welts on one side and barely hitting the other. ALL in all I thing it was a good first time experience for him, and a very fun reunion ;)
Connecticut Visit
After a week of recovering from MR. Joker's spanking. I found myself home in New York.
At the same time my spanko family was on a trip to New Hampshire without me!
Well on the last night of their journey, they stopped in Connecticut, where Pete and Rose live. So I took a bus ride up to visit the whole family.
Pete was excited to play with me, Wendy had a discipline ready for me, Sam and Alyson are always excited to see me, and Rose and I were meeting for the first time in person.
It was overall a great time. Unfortunately Pete had to leave for the night for a work thing, and he is the one who plays the most, Wendy and Rose are generally all business!
My discipline was really hard. I'm in a twelve step group, and we have tools, like reading the big book and praying. I asked Wendy to help me stay on track, and I had neglected those tools to the point of relapse.
She was not about to go easy on me for that.
Eventually (around 10 pmish?) she took me to the basement, and put me over her leg over the bed. She brought a freaking huge hairbrush, her hand, and a cane. Samantha, and Alyson came to hold hands and give moral support.
She started with her hand, but don't think it was a warm up, it wasn't. The whole time I was thinking, about how can I avoid doing this lying, addiction thing. I felt so ashamed. Her hand is flat and thuddy, it doesn't leave a sting, it feels more like a thick paddle, I hate it
WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM
She went on and on.
"What are you thinking about?" She asked, as I lay -- as per usual-- still as stone
Getting your painful hand off my ass! Lying next time!
"Self care and respect." I lied, I didn't think that the honest answers would help any.
"Good" She said as she reached for the hairbrush. I shuddered. Sam held my hands and winced sympathetically.
THWAP THWAP THWAP
I suppose I drifted into sub space because, I was just focused on relaxing my muscles and allowing the punishment, but honestly I still felt resistance. I didn't want to use my tools, I didn't want to have an addiction. I felt cursed, and victim-y.
THWAP THWAP THWAP
I inhaled sharply, wincing, and crying out
THWAP
AHHHHHH!
Wendy would stop and check in every so often to make sure I was alright. OF COURSE I WASN'T ALRIGHT, SHE WAS SPANKING ME! But I didn't say that
Then she picked up the fucking cane. I hate that thing she laid it across my buttocks and I shuddered. I'd never had any discipline strokes with the rattan cane.
"Are you ready?"
"No, Ma'am"
"Okay, we'll wait til you are ready."
Really, because NEVER sounds like a great time for me
"Okay, Ma'am. I'm ready"
SWISH
The cane landed with a crack
"PLEASE MA'AM, NO MORE. PLEASE NOT THE CANE. ANYTHING BUT THE CANE!"
I pleaded. I never plead. I whined I begged.
"Just two more strokes." She said. I could hear the remorse in her voice, she was doing it for my own good.
SWISH! CRACK!
"AARGGGHHHHH" I screamed as the cane landed perfectly on my sit spots.
SWISH CRACK!
"OOOOWWWWWWWWWW" I yelled this time with a sigh of relief.
"Do you feel you've learned your lesson?"
No, I'm still hissy, I still don't want to do my tools, I still don't wanna!
"yes Ma'am" I said
We snuggled. She put lotion on my bottom, which is unusual, her rule is generally, "if you rub it out, I'll put it back in." But I felt really clingy afterwards, for the next hour it became evident that I was still very subby and not finished with my punishment, I'm not usually subby.
So we had a chat and Sam and Alyson looked at me shocked as I agreed I needed more.
She took me back downstairs with the choice of a belt, a razor strop, or a tawse. I chose belt!
She predominately used the belt but let me feel all three. I screech when the strop lands on the welt from the caning. I have no recollection of the length of the session, she tells me it was short, but on my end it felt long, let me tell you!
After it was over though I felt better, back to normal, ready to rebound and play.
And let me tell you, I did.
At the same time my spanko family was on a trip to New Hampshire without me!
Well on the last night of their journey, they stopped in Connecticut, where Pete and Rose live. So I took a bus ride up to visit the whole family.
Pete was excited to play with me, Wendy had a discipline ready for me, Sam and Alyson are always excited to see me, and Rose and I were meeting for the first time in person.
It was overall a great time. Unfortunately Pete had to leave for the night for a work thing, and he is the one who plays the most, Wendy and Rose are generally all business!
My discipline was really hard. I'm in a twelve step group, and we have tools, like reading the big book and praying. I asked Wendy to help me stay on track, and I had neglected those tools to the point of relapse.
She was not about to go easy on me for that.
Eventually (around 10 pmish?) she took me to the basement, and put me over her leg over the bed. She brought a freaking huge hairbrush, her hand, and a cane. Samantha, and Alyson came to hold hands and give moral support.
She started with her hand, but don't think it was a warm up, it wasn't. The whole time I was thinking, about how can I avoid doing this lying, addiction thing. I felt so ashamed. Her hand is flat and thuddy, it doesn't leave a sting, it feels more like a thick paddle, I hate it
WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM
She went on and on.
"What are you thinking about?" She asked, as I lay -- as per usual-- still as stone
Getting your painful hand off my ass! Lying next time!
"Self care and respect." I lied, I didn't think that the honest answers would help any.
"Good" She said as she reached for the hairbrush. I shuddered. Sam held my hands and winced sympathetically.
THWAP THWAP THWAP
I suppose I drifted into sub space because, I was just focused on relaxing my muscles and allowing the punishment, but honestly I still felt resistance. I didn't want to use my tools, I didn't want to have an addiction. I felt cursed, and victim-y.
THWAP THWAP THWAP
I inhaled sharply, wincing, and crying out
THWAP
AHHHHHH!
Wendy would stop and check in every so often to make sure I was alright. OF COURSE I WASN'T ALRIGHT, SHE WAS SPANKING ME! But I didn't say that
Then she picked up the fucking cane. I hate that thing she laid it across my buttocks and I shuddered. I'd never had any discipline strokes with the rattan cane.
"Are you ready?"
"No, Ma'am"
"Okay, we'll wait til you are ready."
Really, because NEVER sounds like a great time for me
"Okay, Ma'am. I'm ready"
SWISH
The cane landed with a crack
"PLEASE MA'AM, NO MORE. PLEASE NOT THE CANE. ANYTHING BUT THE CANE!"
I pleaded. I never plead. I whined I begged.
"Just two more strokes." She said. I could hear the remorse in her voice, she was doing it for my own good.
SWISH! CRACK!
"AARGGGHHHHH" I screamed as the cane landed perfectly on my sit spots.
SWISH CRACK!
"OOOOWWWWWWWWWW" I yelled this time with a sigh of relief.
"Do you feel you've learned your lesson?"
No, I'm still hissy, I still don't want to do my tools, I still don't wanna!
"yes Ma'am" I said
We snuggled. She put lotion on my bottom, which is unusual, her rule is generally, "if you rub it out, I'll put it back in." But I felt really clingy afterwards, for the next hour it became evident that I was still very subby and not finished with my punishment, I'm not usually subby.
So we had a chat and Sam and Alyson looked at me shocked as I agreed I needed more.
She took me back downstairs with the choice of a belt, a razor strop, or a tawse. I chose belt!
She predominately used the belt but let me feel all three. I screech when the strop lands on the welt from the caning. I have no recollection of the length of the session, she tells me it was short, but on my end it felt long, let me tell you!
After it was over though I felt better, back to normal, ready to rebound and play.
And let me tell you, I did.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
The Joker! pt deux
After session one I was surprise.
"I think that's enough for one night."
WHAT? My mind screamed, that is certainly not enough for one night. Ever since Oregon, my butt can take A LOT and what that guy gave was weak sauce, c'mon Joker, surely you jest. Don't tease me like this.
So as a few moments went on and my butt started to recover, I started to tease him. Who remembers what about. Everything from his weak swing to his poor choice in baseball team (the Cincinnati Reds). Then sure enough I was back over his lap, and oooh boy that session hurt.
SMACK SMACK
OWWWWWWW I actually start squealing and squirming
SMACK SMACK SMACK
AIIIYYYY YEESHHH OWWWWW
SMACK SMACK SMACK
BEJESUS NUTS!!! (It's an exclaimation of mine I developed to avoid swearing)
He went on forever and ever this time, but I couldn't help bratting him, he is soo fun to brat.
heh, I even reached back and covered my bottom.
"You know what you are doing when you put your hand there" He said sternly
"Yes, sir. But it huuuuuuurts!"
"It's supposed to hurt! Now move your hand." I budged it up my back, "Further."
WHACK
The paddle came down with a thud.
OWWWWWWWW!
He wailed for what seemed like hours, occasionally reaching for the paddle.
This second session seemed an eternity longer than the first.
Just when I didn't know if I could take anymore, and the colors yellow and red became really very appealling words to say, he stopped. Then we started chatting.
"You ever use the belt?" I asked
"Nope." He said
I hinted that he may want to try it. So somehow I ended up on his bed with his belt doubled and wailing on my butt.
mmmmmm..... that felt good!
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
"You sure you never did this before?" I asked
"Yeah, I'm sure." He said whapping me with the belt a few more times. Though his whip was uncertain to begin with it grew in certainty, with time. He started with "Am I doing this right?" but in the end there was no question.
After a nice leathering, we cuddled on the bed, he tickled me, and I tickled him back, and suddenly found that he was more ticklish than I!
Bizarre!
Heh heh heh, can anyone say "power"?
I teased his dvd collection, and pushed him some more, bratting relentlessly.
"You couldn't want more?" he asked
"MEE?!" I shrieked feigning shock, "I never want more!" ha ha ha "You're just a big meaning! :p"
"Alright, if you insist. Lie down. I'll be right back."
Shit he's getting the hairbrush!
After he smacked me with that darned thing for a bit we talked about switching roles.
"I switched a bottom once." He told me
"Do you want me to switch?" I asked
"I don't care." He said
"If I switch, I'll become a different person."
He kind of laughed, I don't think he knew what to expect. I told him that I didn't know if Wendy would approve. He said he wouldn't tell if I didn't. So we switched.
I began by running my finger along his sides, he's very ticklish. Then I grabbed that darned paddle, power was mine! I didn't hate it any more, no, I love it.
SMACK
"Do you think it's fair to spank an innocent girl?" I asked sternly
SMACK
"no"
SMACK
He squirmed like a small child as I played with all the implements and alternated between rubbing and smacking.
It was a rather short session, but I had fun. Not looking to switch all the time, but once in a while might be nice *WEG*
As we lay on the bed he looked at me and said that he wanted to kiss me, but he knew I said only spanking. I smiled and giggled.
"You're such a tease" he said.
I leaned in and we kissed. I kissed his lips and traveled down his neck. We hug and cuddled and I lied down with him on top of me, he kissed my tender, ticklish neck, and we had a blast, It was three am at the point and I realized I hadn't called Wendy.
I ran to my phone and had loads of missed calls.
SHIT
I called Wendy.
"Hello?" She sounded tired but not groggy
"Hi..."
"Are you okay? Pete told me you told him you called me."
"No, I said I texted you, and I did at the movie theater."
"I figured it was something like that, you don't usually lie about things like that. So are you home?"
"No"
"Are you staying the night?"
"Maybe"
"Okay, well don't drive home if you are too tired."
"Okay."
"Having fun?"
"Ohhh yes"
"Good" She said with a chuckle. "Good Night sweet heart"
"G'Night"
I jumped back into Joker's bed and we cuddled and played until about 4 am. We went to sleep around then with a promise to play in the morning.
Two hours later we woke up to an alarm. I lied down over him.
"You want more?!" He said in shock
In sooth, dear reader, my butt couldn't handle anymore but I was having such fun. He bared my sore swollen bottom and went to smack it, I flinched, he laughed. Everytime his hand would lift from rubbing my bottom I'd flinch for fear of a smack. Since my butt was so very sore already, he just gave a few soft swats.
"You are cut off." He said
What?!
My mind started racing how could I get myself into so much trouble he'd have to spank me?
"Cut off?! Like, completely?"
"Yes."
I started spouting off bratting tactics, but nothing worked. I was cut off, my butt had enough.
He then started kissing me on his bed. He had to get ready for work, but I was quite a distraction.
"You are such a seductress." He claimed that I was very effective at distracting him. Though unfortunately that wasn't a spankable offense, because I was cut off!
He then asked me to take him over my lap.
I led him to the couch and took him over my knee.
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
He kept wriggling around.
"Keep moving like that and I'll give you something to squirm about." I said, I wondered if I sounded too cliche, but I decided that as long as I was smacking I could be as cliche as I wanted, who'd judging?
After I finished spanking him. He went and got ready for work and we walked out of his apartment, both sore and smiling.
It was truely a great night
"I think that's enough for one night."
WHAT? My mind screamed, that is certainly not enough for one night. Ever since Oregon, my butt can take A LOT and what that guy gave was weak sauce, c'mon Joker, surely you jest. Don't tease me like this.
So as a few moments went on and my butt started to recover, I started to tease him. Who remembers what about. Everything from his weak swing to his poor choice in baseball team (the Cincinnati Reds). Then sure enough I was back over his lap, and oooh boy that session hurt.
SMACK SMACK
OWWWWWWW I actually start squealing and squirming
SMACK SMACK SMACK
AIIIYYYY YEESHHH OWWWWW
SMACK SMACK SMACK
BEJESUS NUTS!!! (It's an exclaimation of mine I developed to avoid swearing)
He went on forever and ever this time, but I couldn't help bratting him, he is soo fun to brat.
heh, I even reached back and covered my bottom.
"You know what you are doing when you put your hand there" He said sternly
"Yes, sir. But it huuuuuuurts!"
"It's supposed to hurt! Now move your hand." I budged it up my back, "Further."
WHACK
The paddle came down with a thud.
OWWWWWWWW!
He wailed for what seemed like hours, occasionally reaching for the paddle.
This second session seemed an eternity longer than the first.
Just when I didn't know if I could take anymore, and the colors yellow and red became really very appealling words to say, he stopped. Then we started chatting.
"You ever use the belt?" I asked
"Nope." He said
I hinted that he may want to try it. So somehow I ended up on his bed with his belt doubled and wailing on my butt.
mmmmmm..... that felt good!
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
"You sure you never did this before?" I asked
"Yeah, I'm sure." He said whapping me with the belt a few more times. Though his whip was uncertain to begin with it grew in certainty, with time. He started with "Am I doing this right?" but in the end there was no question.
After a nice leathering, we cuddled on the bed, he tickled me, and I tickled him back, and suddenly found that he was more ticklish than I!
Bizarre!
Heh heh heh, can anyone say "power"?
I teased his dvd collection, and pushed him some more, bratting relentlessly.
"You couldn't want more?" he asked
"MEE?!" I shrieked feigning shock, "I never want more!" ha ha ha "You're just a big meaning! :p"
"Alright, if you insist. Lie down. I'll be right back."
Shit he's getting the hairbrush!
After he smacked me with that darned thing for a bit we talked about switching roles.
"I switched a bottom once." He told me
"Do you want me to switch?" I asked
"I don't care." He said
"If I switch, I'll become a different person."
He kind of laughed, I don't think he knew what to expect. I told him that I didn't know if Wendy would approve. He said he wouldn't tell if I didn't. So we switched.
I began by running my finger along his sides, he's very ticklish. Then I grabbed that darned paddle, power was mine! I didn't hate it any more, no, I love it.
SMACK
"Do you think it's fair to spank an innocent girl?" I asked sternly
SMACK
"no"
SMACK
He squirmed like a small child as I played with all the implements and alternated between rubbing and smacking.
It was a rather short session, but I had fun. Not looking to switch all the time, but once in a while might be nice *WEG*
As we lay on the bed he looked at me and said that he wanted to kiss me, but he knew I said only spanking. I smiled and giggled.
"You're such a tease" he said.
I leaned in and we kissed. I kissed his lips and traveled down his neck. We hug and cuddled and I lied down with him on top of me, he kissed my tender, ticklish neck, and we had a blast, It was three am at the point and I realized I hadn't called Wendy.
I ran to my phone and had loads of missed calls.
SHIT
I called Wendy.
"Hello?" She sounded tired but not groggy
"Hi..."
"Are you okay? Pete told me you told him you called me."
"No, I said I texted you, and I did at the movie theater."
"I figured it was something like that, you don't usually lie about things like that. So are you home?"
"No"
"Are you staying the night?"
"Maybe"
"Okay, well don't drive home if you are too tired."
"Okay."
"Having fun?"
"Ohhh yes"
"Good" She said with a chuckle. "Good Night sweet heart"
"G'Night"
I jumped back into Joker's bed and we cuddled and played until about 4 am. We went to sleep around then with a promise to play in the morning.
Two hours later we woke up to an alarm. I lied down over him.
"You want more?!" He said in shock
In sooth, dear reader, my butt couldn't handle anymore but I was having such fun. He bared my sore swollen bottom and went to smack it, I flinched, he laughed. Everytime his hand would lift from rubbing my bottom I'd flinch for fear of a smack. Since my butt was so very sore already, he just gave a few soft swats.
"You are cut off." He said
What?!
My mind started racing how could I get myself into so much trouble he'd have to spank me?
"Cut off?! Like, completely?"
"Yes."
I started spouting off bratting tactics, but nothing worked. I was cut off, my butt had enough.
He then started kissing me on his bed. He had to get ready for work, but I was quite a distraction.
"You are such a seductress." He claimed that I was very effective at distracting him. Though unfortunately that wasn't a spankable offense, because I was cut off!
He then asked me to take him over my lap.
I led him to the couch and took him over my knee.
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
He kept wriggling around.
"Keep moving like that and I'll give you something to squirm about." I said, I wondered if I sounded too cliche, but I decided that as long as I was smacking I could be as cliche as I wanted, who'd judging?
After I finished spanking him. He went and got ready for work and we walked out of his apartment, both sore and smiling.
It was truely a great night
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
The Joker!
So after Oregon, my engine was all revved. I was ready to meet some more people and so I joined Shadow Lane and looked at the classifieds.
There was only one recent ad in Los Angeles, and he was 28. Surprisingly in my age range, which excited me. His ad was unlike a regular spanko ad he asked 5 questions, here are his questions with my responses:
Had enough of search for the same kind of ads? Well, being here it is quite obvious what I am into. I'm a 28 year old man seeking a female, I'm a switch (prefer to give), OTK style...yadda yadda yadda.
So now we have that settled, relax put down the pens and pencils, open up the e-mail box and answer five questions. The big winner is swarmed with butterfly kisses while the big loser is given a good old fashioned spanking. Good Luck!
1. What kind of wood makes the best paddle?
2. What is the difference between a fun spanking and a discipline spanking?
3. Who would win in a fight? Santa's Little Elves or The Mole People.
4. Why are there so many spankos in California?
5. Who would you rather have spank you? The Sloth from the Goonies, The Joker, Elizabeth Hurley, or Mr. Burns from the Simpsons?
My answers:
1. Leather is the type of wood that makes the best paddle (hee hee hee)
2. The psychological headspace. If it is fun it is less serious, there may be a warm up, and rubbing in between and after. There is no rubbing in a discipline :( or after. If it is rubbed out it must be put back in! Also I can't make fun of my spanker in a discipline spanking, else I'd be in for it!
3. I was going to say Mole people, but then I thought, Elves are probably over worked and underpaid with the amount of kids in the world and their tiny lil fingers must be super strong!
4. Because Cali rocks, and the US was started by puritans on the east coast all the spankos had to migrate west!
5. Elizabeth Hurley hands down! she's a sexy mofo, I'm a straight girl and I can see that
After emailing back and forth with witty banter, I introduced him to my domme (Wendy is now officially my domme, she collared me in Oregon-- Important piece of information)
She said I could meet him, and he took me to a Yankees v Angels game at Angels stadium. I wore my Jeter Jersey and was depressed as the Yankees played like little leaguers.
We went back to his place and talked about everything and anything. I would have jumped over his lap right then and there.
But A) Wendy said no spanking the first meet, and B) Joker said no spanking first meet. So that wasn't about to happen, but we stayed up talking till about four in the am. We cuddled on his couch and talked about everything, then I finally left. Wendy was calling me at 2 asking if I was in bed yet. hee hee hee, nope.
We met again a few days later, and we met with the intention of playing. First we went to see The Dark Knight.
On the way to the movie he turns to me and says,
"You are such a bad girl, you would just go to my place without the movie."
I turned to him and said,
"nuh-uh I hate being spanked." Hah I could hardly keep a straight face.
He just smiled and said "Uh huh"
He makes it clear that I am going to have to wait for my spankings, no matter when I may want them. Makes me swoon!
During the entire movie I was restless, I knew what was coming afterwards, and it is a fekking long movie.
He's going to spank me! SHUT UP! Just watch the fekking movie. Aww that was sad about Heath Ledger. He's going to spank me! Wow I like thi--He's going to spank me!
My brain wouldn't shut up!
We finally went back to his place and I hesistated to sit, I mean how long would I be on my bottom anyway?
"Aww babe, you are soo jumpy." Joker said with a chuckle
I smiled, when in G-ds name are we going to start?
Finally, after an eternity he took me over his lap and started to spank me, it was bliss.
He spanked me on my jeans, my panties and then the bare, and I realized I could start teasing him relentlessly!
"Is this the part where I'm supposed to say 'ow'?" I asked with a chuckle, faking ows, and teasing him. However as a bottom, one must learn that alwasys leads to harsher implements.
As he flicked his wrist and smacked my eager bottom I squeaked and squawked.
SMACK SMACK SMACK, I inhaled sharply and bit my lip.
How much further could I push him? I thought, this was a fun game!
Finally I hit his limit.
"Go get the paddle, young lady." He said sternly
My brain thought both SHIT! and YES! simultaneously. My stomach dropped and my sex tingled. The Joker has his game in order!
I reluctantly handed him his paddle with a pout
"over my lap young lady"
I laid over his lap and he used that darned paddle, I hate wood!
THWAP THAWP
OWWW I squealed.
He stopped rather quickly and applied lotion. It was a fun first session but the night was no where near over.
More to come soon, including a hairbrush, a belt, and switching roles!
There was only one recent ad in Los Angeles, and he was 28. Surprisingly in my age range, which excited me. His ad was unlike a regular spanko ad he asked 5 questions, here are his questions with my responses:
Had enough of search for the same kind of ads? Well, being here it is quite obvious what I am into. I'm a 28 year old man seeking a female, I'm a switch (prefer to give), OTK style...yadda yadda yadda.
So now we have that settled, relax put down the pens and pencils, open up the e-mail box and answer five questions. The big winner is swarmed with butterfly kisses while the big loser is given a good old fashioned spanking. Good Luck!
1. What kind of wood makes the best paddle?
2. What is the difference between a fun spanking and a discipline spanking?
3. Who would win in a fight? Santa's Little Elves or The Mole People.
4. Why are there so many spankos in California?
5. Who would you rather have spank you? The Sloth from the Goonies, The Joker, Elizabeth Hurley, or Mr. Burns from the Simpsons?
My answers:
1. Leather is the type of wood that makes the best paddle (hee hee hee)
2. The psychological headspace. If it is fun it is less serious, there may be a warm up, and rubbing in between and after. There is no rubbing in a discipline :( or after. If it is rubbed out it must be put back in! Also I can't make fun of my spanker in a discipline spanking, else I'd be in for it!
3. I was going to say Mole people, but then I thought, Elves are probably over worked and underpaid with the amount of kids in the world and their tiny lil fingers must be super strong!
4. Because Cali rocks, and the US was started by puritans on the east coast all the spankos had to migrate west!
5. Elizabeth Hurley hands down! she's a sexy mofo, I'm a straight girl and I can see that
After emailing back and forth with witty banter, I introduced him to my domme (Wendy is now officially my domme, she collared me in Oregon-- Important piece of information)
She said I could meet him, and he took me to a Yankees v Angels game at Angels stadium. I wore my Jeter Jersey and was depressed as the Yankees played like little leaguers.
We went back to his place and talked about everything and anything. I would have jumped over his lap right then and there.
But A) Wendy said no spanking the first meet, and B) Joker said no spanking first meet. So that wasn't about to happen, but we stayed up talking till about four in the am. We cuddled on his couch and talked about everything, then I finally left. Wendy was calling me at 2 asking if I was in bed yet. hee hee hee, nope.
We met again a few days later, and we met with the intention of playing. First we went to see The Dark Knight.
On the way to the movie he turns to me and says,
"You are such a bad girl, you would just go to my place without the movie."
I turned to him and said,
"nuh-uh I hate being spanked." Hah I could hardly keep a straight face.
He just smiled and said "Uh huh"
He makes it clear that I am going to have to wait for my spankings, no matter when I may want them. Makes me swoon!
During the entire movie I was restless, I knew what was coming afterwards, and it is a fekking long movie.
He's going to spank me! SHUT UP! Just watch the fekking movie. Aww that was sad about Heath Ledger. He's going to spank me! Wow I like thi--He's going to spank me!
My brain wouldn't shut up!
We finally went back to his place and I hesistated to sit, I mean how long would I be on my bottom anyway?
"Aww babe, you are soo jumpy." Joker said with a chuckle
I smiled, when in G-ds name are we going to start?
Finally, after an eternity he took me over his lap and started to spank me, it was bliss.
He spanked me on my jeans, my panties and then the bare, and I realized I could start teasing him relentlessly!
"Is this the part where I'm supposed to say 'ow'?" I asked with a chuckle, faking ows, and teasing him. However as a bottom, one must learn that alwasys leads to harsher implements.
As he flicked his wrist and smacked my eager bottom I squeaked and squawked.
SMACK SMACK SMACK, I inhaled sharply and bit my lip.
How much further could I push him? I thought, this was a fun game!
Finally I hit his limit.
"Go get the paddle, young lady." He said sternly
My brain thought both SHIT! and YES! simultaneously. My stomach dropped and my sex tingled. The Joker has his game in order!
I reluctantly handed him his paddle with a pout
"over my lap young lady"
I laid over his lap and he used that darned paddle, I hate wood!
THWAP THAWP
OWWW I squealed.
He stopped rather quickly and applied lotion. It was a fun first session but the night was no where near over.
More to come soon, including a hairbrush, a belt, and switching roles!
One more Oregon Story
Sooooo, some of the spanko family is now in Medford, Oregon. And it seems everywhere we go we attract spankos! 
On the first day, before Pete, Wendy, and Sam arrived, Alison and I happened upon an Adult Store. While searching through the implements a group of twenty somethings started chasing eachother around with them. A girl said to her beau "What if I spanked you with this?" Holding a Leather paddle. He kind of shreiked and said "that looks like that hurts!" then he came back and smacked her butt. They all spanked each other as Alison and I watched and Laughed
The next day we all went to a Hibachi Japanese Restaurant (where they cook the food in front of you) Alison, Sam, and I were sitting lightly and we were seated with another family. Anyway, as the chef is cooking he turns to me and says "How do you like your Tofu."
I said "How do you like to cook it?"
He said, "Spanked Tofu" and he starts spanking the tofu with his spatula.
He did the same thing for Petes's steak and then he started singing "Bad cow bad cow, whatcha gonna do when the come for you?" as he is whaling on the steak with his spatula.
He asked us where we were from when we all said different places, he gave us a funny look, because we said that we were visiting for a family reunion.
He then said, "Something fishy is going on there." We all were in laughter.
Later he turns to Wendy as he is spanking the food and says "I've seen the movies, I know what's going on." then he turns to Pete and says "did you enjoy it?"
Pete grins and says "very much so."
It was sooo funny
On the first day, before Pete, Wendy, and Sam arrived, Alison and I happened upon an Adult Store. While searching through the implements a group of twenty somethings started chasing eachother around with them. A girl said to her beau "What if I spanked you with this?" Holding a Leather paddle. He kind of shreiked and said "that looks like that hurts!" then he came back and smacked her butt. They all spanked each other as Alison and I watched and Laughed
The next day we all went to a Hibachi Japanese Restaurant (where they cook the food in front of you) Alison, Sam, and I were sitting lightly and we were seated with another family. Anyway, as the chef is cooking he turns to me and says "How do you like your Tofu."
I said "How do you like to cook it?"
He said, "Spanked Tofu" and he starts spanking the tofu with his spatula.
He did the same thing for Petes's steak and then he started singing "Bad cow bad cow, whatcha gonna do when the come for you?" as he is whaling on the steak with his spatula.
He asked us where we were from when we all said different places, he gave us a funny look, because we said that we were visiting for a family reunion.
He then said, "Something fishy is going on there." We all were in laughter.
Later he turns to Wendy as he is spanking the food and says "I've seen the movies, I know what's going on." then he turns to Pete and says "did you enjoy it?"
Pete grins and says "very much so."
It was sooo funny
Oregon Story
SO I don't really want to go into each story. The long and the short of it is I got spankered a lot, and I loved it, I didn't love the discipline though. However I will now share a comedic story from Oregon:
Soooo I was lying over the bed, next to Sam and we were getting spanked by Pete. I had a spreader bar keeping my feet apart. Alison was in the living room of the suite. When Pete went to tend to Alison, Sam turned to me and whispered, "We are such a weird family"
I was reluctant to respond as I don't want to get caught, so in a very low whisper I said, "I wouldn't have it any other way". Sam turns to me and says "WHAT?! You're coming?!" and cracks up laughing Pete comes in and says. "What are you laughing at?" And Sam says "a miscommunication" And Pete says "what's the miscommunication."
As I recount the conversation to Pete we all start laughing and I suddenly need to pee. I jump off the bed, but I have a spreader bar on, so I'm running to the bathroom, laughing and peeing, I'm trying to close my legs to stop the pee, but I can't because of the spreader bar and pee was running down my leg! It was soooo funny
Soooo I was lying over the bed, next to Sam and we were getting spanked by Pete. I had a spreader bar keeping my feet apart. Alison was in the living room of the suite. When Pete went to tend to Alison, Sam turned to me and whispered, "We are such a weird family"
I was reluctant to respond as I don't want to get caught, so in a very low whisper I said, "I wouldn't have it any other way". Sam turns to me and says "WHAT?! You're coming?!" and cracks up laughing Pete comes in and says. "What are you laughing at?" And Sam says "a miscommunication" And Pete says "what's the miscommunication."
As I recount the conversation to Pete we all start laughing and I suddenly need to pee. I jump off the bed, but I have a spreader bar on, so I'm running to the bathroom, laughing and peeing, I'm trying to close my legs to stop the pee, but I can't because of the spreader bar and pee was running down my leg! It was soooo funny
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