Spanking Blog: Adult Erotic Spanking At Its Best

With SpankBoss so darn busy, I’ve had a lot of time to think. Yes, I know that’s a dangerous thing to do, but I like to live dangerously. I buy spanking implements for SpankBoss for crying out loud! And that’s me crying out loud, “Ouch! Don’t! Stop!” He loves that, the dear man.

Anyway, I’ve been thinking about spanking and love. To be specific, I mean my spankings and my love. Finding SB was the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me because I found the man I’ve been waiting my whole life for. He loves to spank me but he also spanks to show his love for me. It’s not a job for the faint of heart either. I’ve got a pretty tough bottom and can take quite a licking. SB has to pull out some serious toys in order to make an impression on me.

For example, let me tell you about my last spanking. We were lolling about in bed when the subject of my goodness came up. I was of the opinion that I’d been good for quite some time. SpankBoss disagreed, rolled me over onto my stomach, and began giving me hard slow spanks. He mixed the spanks up with lots of rubbing while he continued questioning me about my goodness. As the heat was building up and spreading, I admitted I guess I had been a little naughty after all. Not exactly a real confession but it was enough for SB.

He got up and went for the toy box while I snuggled up with a pillow and waited. I didn’t have to wait for long though. The first smack of the leather paddle landed with enough sting to make me start wiggling immediately. SB didn’t waste any time and quickly had me yelping and bucking all over the place. He’d stop occasionally and rub my bottom enough to settle me down, and then he’d go back to business.

Have I mentioned that the man knows exactly what he’s doing?

Eventually he tired of the leather paddle and picked up the heavy bath brush. And then the leather tawse. And then the rabbit fur paddle. And then the braided leather belt. And then…well, you get the picture. I was in ecstasy by then so I didn’t really care what he picked up next.

Once SB had decided I’d had enough (and it is his decision), he flipped me over and we moved on to the next stage…but I’m not going to tell y’all about that! What kind of blog do you think this is? {grin}

After my spanking, I spent the rest of the day feeling all warm, satisfied, and girly. In fact, I felt that way for the next couple of days. SB swears spankings make me easy to get along with and he’s right. It’s easy to get along with a woman who feels completely safe and loved by her man. It’s even easier if that woman is a spanko like me and has a tender bottom as a reminder of that love. I couldn’t ask for more.

Okay, I’ve gone and done it now. I got all mushy on SB’s blog! Sorry to all you folks who come here for the spanking pics and links. I guess SpankBoss will just have to spank me for it. Darn the bad luck! {grin}