Well Spanked Bot

A Spanking New Year!

2007-01-03T16:02:00.000Z

2007 got off to a very interesting start for me, so I thought I'd share the story...

Previous New Year's Eves have seen us either out and about in our local drinking establishments, or celebrating with friends and family.
Either way it usually involves much champagne, kissing, hugging and drunken singing.

This year, He decided he wanted to celebrate a little bit differently.

This year, there was just me, Him and the new paddle style hairbrush that appeared on Christmas Day!

Here in the UK, just before midnight, most of the major TV channels switch to live footage of 'Big Ben', the clock at the Houses of Parliament.

As the New Year rings in, there are the 12 chimes of Big Ben, with the fantastic fireworks display beginning on the final stroke of midnight.

He decided to use this tradition to see in the New Year in a manner more accustomed to the seasoned spanker he has become.

As Big Ben appeared on our TV screen at home, I was ordered to position myself across his knee.
He lifted up my dress pulled down my panties.

As each chime of the clock rang out, it was echoed with a resounding slap as the hairbrush made contact with my cheeks.

I'm sure you can picture the scene in front of our TV that night, and the soundtrack was along the lines of:

DONG!

SLAP!

OOWWWW!

As each chime rang out, and the excitement of the approaching New Year grew, the swats got harder and more intense.

On the final stroke of midnight, the hairbrush rained down on my already red bottom with such force that the burning sting had me jumping off his knee and running round the room.
I had both hands clamped firmly against my stinging bottom, trying to soothe the burn, as the sound of the fireworks display could be heard from the TV.

This was greeted with hysterical laughter from him as he said I looked like I was reacting to the fireworks going off in my knickers!!!

Once I'd calmed down I was then handed a glass of champagne, we hugged, kissed and wished each other a Happy New Year.

I have to say, it was a very unique way to start 2007, but they do say you should start as you mean to continue!!

Here's to a Happy New Year to all of our readers and we hope to be able to continue to entertain you well into 2007.

WSB & BP.
x

Picture gallery

2006-10-26T19:35:00.000Z

I've been going through some of our photos on the computer, and I can't believe how many we have!!

I know he has a habit of liking to take 'before', 'during' and 'after' shots, but I hadn't realised there were quite so many - or that I'd had so many spankings!

I've decided to try and organise them somehow so I can share them with you.

In the meantime, for his amusement and especially for the benefit of Beau, who has been asking for more pics, I thought I'd share my favourite 5.

This is me doing 'Corner Time'!

Waiting for a spanking

After being paddled

The results of a caning

Some really ouchie bruises - this was taken in the early days!

Anyway - I hope you like them!

My favourite spanking

2006-10-16T21:56:00.000Z

In response to Bonnie’s latest Brunch, I decided to write here about my favourite spanking.

I think out of all the spankings I have received, the one that really stands out in my mind is the first spanking I ever received.

We’d been together only a few months, but both knew that we had something special. We were just so comfortable with each other and there seemed to be no barriers or embarrassment
It seemed only natural therefore, that we would be curled up on the sofa together one night, sharing a good bottle of wine, and turning the conversation round to discuss fantasies.

I already knew that he had a fixation with my bottom, and seemed to be obsessed with my panties (he always had to know what colour they were!) so much so that I had already spent a small fortune on underwear in the relatively short time we had been together.

His other passion was for short skirts, particularly the flared, schoolgirl type.
I just put it down to him being a typical male!

As you can imagine, I wasn’t surprised when the fantasy conversation turned to role-playing and school uniforms.
I thought it was going to be the normal dressing up type scenario and not much more.

Then he told me that what he really wanted was to have me dressed as a schoolgirl so he could pull me down over his knee and give me a good spanking.

I wasn’t shocked, or surprised, or disgusted – I was curious and excited.
Spanking was something I had been curious about, but had never sought out.

He was ecstatic when I agreed to try it out, although continually making sure I didn’t feel under pressure to do it.

So, I scampered off into the bedroom to get ready.
Getting the schoolgirl outfit sorted was easy enough, including the long hair in pigtails, but then I sat down in the bedroom and thought – what do I do next?

Do I just waltz in there and lay down over his knee, or is there more to the scenario that he wants to play out?

I didn’t have to worry long, as he came barging into the bedroom to find out what was taking so long!

He sat down on the edge of the bed, with me at the other side of the room, and told me, rather sternly, to “get over here and across my knee”.

It was at this point that I wasn’t entirely sure what I was letting myself in for – how much was it going to hurt, would I enjoy it?
I think the biggest worry I had was the whole thing being a disappointment for him.

In the conversation we’d had he told me he’d harboured these desires for many years but had never felt comfortable enough in a relationship to ask to act it out.
I was worried about the whole ‘fantasy versus reality’ debate and was terrified that I would shatter all his illusions in one fell swoop!

Anyway, the whole time I’m deliberating, he’s getting impatient.
Before I knew it he had reached across the room, grabbed my by the wrist and dragged me over his knee!

I was twitching and struggling – the whole time shouting “that’s not fair, I’m not ready!” Ready for what, I wasn’t exactly sure!

Then, he did it.
He pulled my skirt up, yanked my panties down and spanked me.

I still remember feeling that first blow land right across both virgin cheeks.
The intense, eye-watering sting followed by a warming glow that seemed to spread across my back and thighs.

I squealed.

Then he spanked me again, this time raining continuous slaps across my buttocks until he had given me the half dozen swats that he said he would.

When he had finished, I lay there, still across his knee, half expecting more swats, and half wanting more.

My bottom felt deliciously warm, and despite the fact that it had hurt, it was a nice feeling.

He pulled me up, arranged my clothes, and I instinctively put my hands to my bottom. I could feel the intense heat even through my clothing.

He asked me then to turn round, and display my bottom to him so he could see how nice and red it was.
I did so, and couldn’t resist having a sneaky peek myself in the tall mirror behind me!

I was fascinated by it, my bottom standing high and proud with a gorgeous rosy sheen.

I turned to face him and will never forget that look on his face, it was sort of like lust mixed with pride, and he had the biggest grin I had ever seen.

Needless to say, a new hobby for the two of us was born that night.

Almost 5 years on, spanking plays a big part in our relationship, although he does always complain that he has never again been able to get the same rosy glow he achieved on a pair of virgin bum cheeks!

And she wonders why?

2006-10-11T20:55:00.000Z

OK, so WSB had her say on events the other evening.
Now lets see it from the other side.

I come home from a hard days work to find my gorgeous lady dressed like a schoolgirl and cooking me dinner. Now if that does not put you in a good mood, nothing will.
Her skirt is very short and flary, but just long enough so as not to show anything. She torments by bending over ever so slightly, but just not enough so that I can see anything.

This is winding me up something rotten. There is something about a glimpse of panties that sends me wild.

Anyway, you can only tease for so long before you provoke action, and that is precisely what happened.
WSB teased until I snapped and she had to be spanked, and spanked she was.
She went over my knee for a hand spanking over the skirt, then the skirt lifted to reveal lovely white cotton schoolgirl panties.

I applied the paddle to the target area until I could see her bottom starting to show pink against the white of the panties.
Then it was panties down for a good hard paddling, followed by the hairbrush.

She was spanked like the naughty schoolgirl she was until she was sobbing and very sorry for being a tease.

I really feel sorry for her though, it must be so hard being an attractive woman with such a fantastically sexy figure.
It just means that her boyfriend cannot keep his hands off her.

Thank you God!

The Problem with reading Spanko Blogs.....

2006-10-10T20:50:00.000Z

.....is that they can give you new ideas.

We'd already decided that our next playtime session was going to be Monday night.
I wasn't working out of town for a change and would be finishing work a couple of hours before him.

When we plan a prolonged play session, we like to talk about it in advance and decide how the night is going to progress - it certainly helps to build the anticipation and have us both squirming in our seats for a couple of days!

So, the plan was, that as I was going to be home early, I would cook us a nice dinner, ready for him coming home.
He wanted to role play that night which meant, surprise, surprise, that it was going to be the old faithful 'naughty schoolgirl' routine.

So, imagine the scene.
He comes in from work and I'm serving up dinner.
I'm dressed in a tight, white blouse, which is tied at the waist, a pleated gymskirt and knee-high white socks. Under the skirt I'm wearing my best pair of white cotton panties. (He knows this as he gets onto his knees on the floor to look up my skirt!)

We share a nice romantic dinner and a good bottle of red wine, before he orders me into the bedroom where I will be 'dealt with'.

Now, what I haven't mentioned so far, is that in-between getting ready and checking on dinner, I'd been reading some of the blogs to catch up on what everybody else had been up to.

Within a few minutes of getting into the bedroom, it became more than apparent that he had also been reading the blogs - in particular Bonnie's latest Spanko Brunch - or to be very detailed, the comment left by David.

Normally, for my 'naughty schoolgirl' spankings, I am either simply pulled over his knee so he can raise my skirt and lower my panties as he decides, or I am made to bend over in the middle of the room and grasp my ankles if he wants to use the cane.

On this occasion, he sat on the very edge of the bed with his legs apart. He pulled me in-between his thighs and pushed me down over one leg. He then used the other leg to pin me in position to stop me wriggling about.

My first instinct was to giggle and shriek - "you've been reading Bonnie's Blog!"

However, my giggles soon subsided when his flat palms started raining blows down on my delicate behind.
I tried to do my usual wriggle dance to ease the swats, but this was impossible to do in the position he had me - I was trapped.
I wasn't even able to put my hands behind me to protect my stinging bottom.
This unfortunately had the effect of making me cry out and try to wriggle more than usual - but it was no use, I was completely helpless.

I decided that there was nothing I could do and that I should just get on with it, knowing that it would be over soon. Just as I succumbed to relaxing into the blows and accepting my useless position he lowered my panties and switched to using the rubberwood paddle.
Now this is usually my favourite implement, but for some reason it hurt much more than usual. I was shrieking, wriggling, desperately trying to manoeuvre myself into a comfortable position - all to no avail.

As the warm, stinging sensation began to spread across my vulnerable bottom and down my thighs I knew that I was in the process of receiving a spanking like no other I had ever experienced.

The position he had me in, had my bottom raised and taught, presenting itself as the perfect target.
As our spanking relationship has developed, he has become more of an expert marksman too! He takes pride in being able to spank me in just the right(?!) place to maximise that 'thwack' sound he loves so much, and to create just the right shade of pink blending into red across my buttocks.

But for every shriek and wiggle I made I got the 'keep quiet' or 'stop moving'. I could tell by the tone of his voice that he meant business but it was so hard to do!

By the time he switched to the nasty hairbrush, I was in agony. Before I knew it I was sobbing. Not just little teary crying, but full on sobbing. It was a combination of pain, discomfort and complete helplessness, but most of all it was a wonderful release.
As I heaved sobs, and the hairbrush rained down on me, I could just feel all of my pent up stress and frustration ebbing away.

After 6 more swats the spanking finally ended and he soothed my red, raw bottom with lotion and lovingly massaged it in. He then lifted me off his knee and lay me down on my back on the bed where he parted my knees and buried his head in the place where I wanted him most.
His tongue went to work and brought me to a delicious orgasm, which almost made me forget the stinging sensation on my bottom and stop crying!

It was then time for him to snuggle up and make love to me, all the while whispering about how much that had turned him on and how much he loved me.

I was left spent, sore, throbbing and very aware of the hot, stinging sensation on my bottom.
But most of all I was left very happy.

So, thank you to Bonnie, David, and all the other Spankos out there that continually give us new and exciting ideas to try out.

I can't wait until the next one!!

Spanko Blogs

2006-09-27T22:04:00.000Z

I was reading the latest Spanko Brunch over at Bonnie's blog tonight about how often people read Spanko blogs and how many they read.

I then came across this post on the Pleasure of being a Spanked Wife blog about how few comments they seem to get.

It sort of got me thinking and feeling guilty at the same time.

I started my blog in good faith a while ago.
My partner and I were taking our first tentative steps down the path of a spanking relationship and we learned a lot from the blogs we were reading at the time.

He wanted us to set up a blog of our own, in which we could document our discoveries.

Since beginning the blog however, my career within my vanilla life has changed quite a bit. This has meant that not only do I not have as much time to blog as I would like, but we also don't have as much time to play as I would like.

Frustrating? - Very much so!

However, I use statcounter to see how many people are reading this blog, and I see that although my posts are quite infrequent, I still get a lot of regular readers.

That is where the guilt starts in.
Luckily, my vanilla life is settling down a bit now and I'm hoping to be able to post on my own blog a bit more, as well as being able to contribute to the others.

One thing I have done, is re-read and pay a lot of attention to the posts Bonnie has created with advice on how to create a good blog, and keep readers interested.
Bonnie's advice posts can be found here, here and here.

Anyway, apologies for the lack of recent posts, but we have a lot of playtime planned over the next few weeks so I will keep you all up to date.

WSB.

x

Checking In.

2006-09-14T19:26:00.000Z

Well, as usual, He is right.
Work sucks.

I've been working away from home during the week for a while now, and there is just so much to do at the weekend that I haven't been able to update my blog.
I know there is a lot of people stopping by regularly and I'm so sorry that there has been nothing new for you here!

I have a lot of pictures and stories to sort through, and they will make their way here. I may not have had time to post, but we have found time to purchase new toys and try them out!

Here's a peek at some of the toys we have bought recently....

I really like the rubberwood paddle. It's quite solid and makes a heavy swat, but it feels really nice!

The leather studded paddle I have blogged about before.

The crop took a bit of getting used to.
We regularly use a cane, but the one we have is hollow, the crop is a lot heavier than the cane and it really stings!!

These are the marks I was left with after a fairly 'light' spanking session to try it out...

As for the hairbrush, I HATE that thing!

2006-08-31T23:35:00.000Z

Work is bad news. WSB is away most of the week at the moment, so we only get weekends to catch up on chores and go out with friends. Finding time to ourselves is difficult right now. She has had a couple of spankings, but not as many as I would like to have given her (such a cute bum deserves constant attention). We have some photo's that we will post as soon as we get time. I did buy her a nice new crop recently though and we got a chance to try it out last weekend. It left some very interesting marks.

The surprise package....

2006-08-02T18:24:00.000Z

As He said, I really am in need of a good spanking - I can assure you of that!

This last week or so has been incredibly difficult.
I've been bratting more than usual, partly through frustration and partly because I am not being given enough reminders about why bratting is bad.

We've managed to clear our schedules for this weekend and have set aside some quality time, away from friends and family where we can be together and get down to some serious playtime.

I really can't wait!

I'm going to be on the road again until the weekend, but hopefully I will be able to keep the anticipation bubbling until then.

Of course, I may have helped matters along as I have posted Him a package, which should arrive in the morning. (I can tell you this now as I know he won't be reading this until tomorrow night!)

I've been led to believe that a man receiving a package full of his girlfriend's worn panties is an amazing aphrodisiac.

;-)

Too much work and not enough play

2006-08-01T13:23:00.000Z

WSB seems to be getting away with murder at the moment. We are both working so hard that getting time together is proving difficult. The time we do manage to snatch together seems to be taken up with friends and family at the moment. Never fear however, WSB will be getting just deserts at the earliest opportunity. I will make sure that she posts a description and hopefully some pics of the results. They should be good as she has informed me she is in severe need of a good spanking and I know just the guy to do it.

My Sound Caning

2006-07-17T21:25:00.000Z

As he has already told you, I received a very sound spanking indeed.
Most of the swats were carried out with his favourite cane, hence being able to carry the marks all week.

As you've probably noticed, I haven't posted much recently and that has been down to work related issues I'm afraid.
I've spent quite a bit of time on the road, so after the early starts and late finishes, I just haven't been able to update you all with the stories as much as I would have liked.

However, I've just bought my own laptop, so should be able to keep blogging wherever I am!

Anyway, back to the stuff I know you want to read about!

Last Sunday, we both decided that, as we weren't going to get much playtime over the coming week, we would make sure to get a full night alone and get down to some serious spanking.

I was ordered to wear nothing but my lacy panties and lay myself over his knee - I really didn't need telling twice!
He started off by warming my bot with his hand, something he knows really gets me in the mood.
Once he had my bot all nice and red, he switched to using our new studded paddle.

I think that as I knew this was going to be my last spanking for a while, I was quite prepared to up my pain threshold and take more than I ever had, just so I would be feeling it all week.

I quite like being spanked so that it leaves a mark.

I especially like the angry red stripes that he leaves with the cane.
So when he announced that he would be switching to the cane, I could hardly contain my excitement!

He had taken some lessons from Katie Spades' blog, and decided he was going to make me count out each of the strokes as it hit my bottom.
This was when I realised it was switching from a playtime spanking to the punishment spanking that I was due for forgetting to send him a picture of my panties everyday.
He made me count out 12 very stingy strokes before stopping to take this picture.

As you can see, he did a good job of leaving some very angry stripes across my sensitive bottom - and that was just the beginning!

I was made to count out a total of 50 really stingy swats as he got to work on my bottom.

However, by this time I was really getting into it and actually heard myself asking if I could please have some more - what was I thinking?!

By the end of it I was sore, bruised and crying.

To complete the punishment I was then made to lay over the arm of the sofa, bottom pointing high and proud so he could look at the work of art he had created as he took me anally - the ultimate act of domination and punishment to us.

By the time he had finished dishing out my punishment, I had some really sore, raised cane stripes that were quite tender to the touch - it was very difficult sitting down.

This turned into probably the longest session we have ever had with the cane and we both really enjoyed it.

He did take about 20 pictures of the whole session, I have tried to upload one of the final result, but am having problems with blogger, it doesn't seem to want me to display any more!

I'm looking at getting a few photo albums set up on flickr or something, so I'll let you know where the pics are - sorry I can't show more here.

What I did find both strange and enjoyable at the same time is that all week I found myself waking up every morning and racing to the full-length mirror to see what the marks looked like every day.

I was so disappointed when they started to fade!

As he also mentioned, we are now into daily maintenance spankings, and now that I am fully internet mobile, I intend to let you know the details!

Sunday Night

2006-07-13T19:10:00.000Z

Well, as promised WSB was well spanked on Sunday night. I will let her explain fully in her own words and hopefully she will post a pic of the outcome, which I hasten to add she has carried all week. A number of implements were utilised during the spanking, such as the new paddle, a belt, hairbrush and a prolonged session with the cane. The results were delightfull as I'm sure you will agree when you see the pics. I have plans for her spankings this weekend as well. Reading other blogs it appears to me that some other ladies recieve daily maintenance spankings. WSB has recieved weekly maintence spankings up to now, but I suggested through the week that we should look to making them daily going forwards. She has agreed without hesitation that she needs a daily reminder, so it looks like daily's from now on, and of course any discipline spankings that may be required. I will try to make sure that she keeps the blog up to date, if not then maybe a bit of discipline will be required!

What she did not tell you.

2006-07-09T20:11:00.000Z

As you may have gathered the spanking she got was more than just her weekly. There was a punishment element to it also.

We have a strict rule that I must know what colour her panties are every day, usually I pick the panties that she will be wearing. However, sometimes she may be away, so in that case she selects her own. The rule is that she sends me a picture message with a photo of her bottom and panties.
This week she forgot to do that and was punished accordingly. I am however hoping that she forgets again, just so that I can remind her of the error of her ways.
It's Sunday evening now and I think she needs reminding of her duties. Accordingly she is going to be the recipent of a sound spanking before bedtime.
I will be inspecting the marks in the morning, if they are not vivid enough I will apply some VERY firm strokes of the cane in the morning that I will ensure that she will be wearing for a number of days.

A Studded Spanking

2006-07-09T19:05:00.000Z

It's taken me a while to get this post up so firstly I apologise.

A computer glitch had left me without internet access for a while, so not only could I not update my blog, but I couldn't read anybody else's either!
It's been very strange, but we have spent the last couple of hours catching up with everybody's news and feel like we are getting back on track now!

So, onto the new paddle.....

The package arrived on the Friday morning and I was almost too scared to open it!
I thought the package felt quite light, which to me, meant the paddle wasn't going to be as solid or heavy as I expected.

Sure enough, once it was opened I was surprised by how flimsy it was.

The whole thing is 13inches (33 cm) in length, and the contact area (minus the handle) is 9 inches long by 3 inches wide (23cm x 7.5 cm).

However, it's only a quarter inch (half centimetre) thick and quite pliable.
The studs however, do look quite scary as they are just over a quarter inch in length!!

We decided to try it out for my weekly last Saturday.
As it was a discipline spanking, rather than a punishment spanking, I was allowed to choose whether I wanted to be spanked first with the studded side or the flat side.

I have to admit that at this point I wasn't sure how it was going to feel so I opted for the flat side first as a warm up!

He had me pull down my jeans and panties and made me lie down on the bed with a pillow under my hips, providing him with a perfect target.

I tried to relax, but the anticipation, and not knowing how much this was going to sting made me tense my cheeks together ever so slightly!

He took the first swipe and landed a really stingy swat, right across both cheeks. I yelped and jumped forward, only for the second swat to land much lower, almost across the top of my thighs - that really stung!
This paddle is quite a bit longer than the one we already have, so it manages to completely cover my entire bottom in one evil stroke.

I decided there and then that the new paddle was more dangerous than it appears!

After just 6 swats, my bottom was quite red and felt very hot indeed. He then decided to take a couple of pictures, which gave my sore bot a few minutes to recover.

Then he announced that he was going to switch and use the studded side.
I wasn't looking forward to this!

Before I had a chance to tense up or worry about the next swat landing, there it was, studded side down, right across the entire surface of my already stinging bottom.

Wow!

I'll try my best to explain how it feels, but it is very unique indeed!
As the studs stick out quite a bit, the paddle itself didn't make contact with my bottom.

Instead, it felt like I had just been spanked by 20 mini paddles right across my entire bottom!

What I did find surprising was that I actually liked this feeling!

After quite a few swats with the studded side, he asked if I wanted to go back to the flat side and I heard myself saying 'No Way!'

It's a very different feeling to being spanked with a flat paddle, and I rather like it. In fact I like it so much that I chose it as the implement for the following weekly spanking too - studded side of course!

As the paddle isn't very heavy, it isn't enough to leave bruises, but it does make my bottom very red. Here's a picture of the after effects -

As you can see - very red indeed. He was determined to make my bottom the same colour as the panties he had chosen for me to wear!

To anybody that is thinking of getting a paddle like this, or even if you are not - I would say go for it!

I'm actually hoping to get another spanking with it tonight......

Our new toy

2006-06-27T22:17:00.000Z

Today we bought this new studded paddle.

He's really excited about it, and can't wait for the thing to be delivered.

Me, well, although it may have seemed like a good idea at the time, now I'm not so sure.

It looks really stingy!!

Does anybody else use one like this?
If you have any stories on what this implement is like I'd be very interested to hear them.

It should be delivered within the next few days, and I have been assured that we will be trying it out pretty much straight away.
I'll let you know what it's like - if I can sit still long enough to write a post!

I'd also like to say a big 'Thank You' to Bonnie for mentioning my Blog in a recent post of hers.
I've read the Blogging Smarts tips and More Blogging Smarts tips that she has written and there is some really good advice there for people like me who are just starting to Blog.

Thanks to everyone for making me feel welcome.

Pleasure, pain or both?

2006-06-20T20:30:00.000Z

One of the things he finds most difficult to understand is how, on some occasions, he can spank me until I am bruised, sore and sobbing, yet at other times I can't take more than a half dozen swats with a paddle before I am leaping around screaming.

We talked about this today and I said I would do my best to explain it from my side.

To me, it is all about the situation.

Our spanking sessions take on a variety of different forms.
I'll try to explain each one and describe how they make me feel - I apologise as this is likely to be a long post, but I really need him to understand that he isn't really hurting me.

Firstly, there are the spontaneous or punishment spankings.
The ones where, without warning, he will drag me down over his knee, pull down my jeans and panties and adminster a few short, sharp slaps. These are generally the ones that have me squirming on his knee, shrieking and trying to get away.
Because I am not expecting them, I am not ready. Either physically or mentally.
They hurt!

Secondly, we have the 'weeklys'.
These spankings take place on a regular basis, usually on the same day, but never at the same time.
The reason for these spankings is that I need them - I need the stress relief, and I need a reminder of who is the Boss.
For the weekly spankings, there are a set amount of strokes to begin with.
During the week, I may say something or do something that warrants adding an extra few to the total, but hasn't been bad enough to warrant a punishment spanking.
It may be that I have made a flippant comment, or done something silly, such as say that he looks really funny as the wind has messed up his hair.
Whatever it is, I know I have done it as he will give me 'the look' and say the number of the count we are up to.
My immediate reaction is to turn beet red, put my head down and anticipate the next 'weekly'.
My weekly spanking always takes place on a Saturday. From the moment I wake up I am a bundle of nervous energy as I know it could happen at any time.
Sometimes, just for his own amusement, he will tell me on a friday that for this weekly, I have to ask for it.
This means I have to decide when I am ready, and when I am I have to ask him nicely if he will please spank me.
If he says yes, then I have to remove my jeans and panties, place myself over his knee, and hand him the implement I have chosen.
I like my weekly spanking.
I like the anticipation and the build up and I like the feeling of relief I get when that warm glow begins to spread.
He likes to take his time with the weekly and he will often stroke my hot bot inbetween strokes and then apply lotion when he is finished.
Most times, the weekly spanking feels more like an act of love than one of punishment.

The third type of spanking we have is the one he seems to have the most concern about.
This is what I call the erotic spankings, where sessions can last for hours at a time and usually involve role play and the normally dreaded cane. It was an erotic session that led to the bruises shown on my picture.
These sessions take place on a date and time which is mutually agreed. We usually talk it over and plan it days in advance so we both experience an intense sense of anticipation.
By the time the session is about to begin, we are both incredibly turned on and it can have me physically shaking with need. The very touch of him feels like it is setting my skin on fire.
The only way I can describe how I feel at that point is that it's like some of my senses become dulled and others become extremely heightened.
I can no longer think, see or hear, all I can do is feel.
I'm almost in a trance like state as my body softens and yields to him.
The sharp sting, followed by the waves of pain make me feel like I'm riding a rollercoaster. Just as I'm coming down the other side I hear the swoosh of the cane and the ride starts all over again.
As he gets into a rhythm I can feel my body responding and riding the waves in time with it - it's almost like being on the brink of climax.
For those sessions, I seem to have a higher pain threshold and can tolerate more swats - sometimes it's like I just don't want the feeling to end.

At the end of these sessions I am usually left with an angry red, very sore bot, but they have also enabled me to experience the most intense and satisfying orgasms of my life!

I hope that by reading this he has a better understanding of how I feel.

I'd appreciate it if anybody else reading this could comment on whether it is the same for them - I'd be interested to find out.

My first public mistake

2006-06-20T16:18:00.000Z

As I mentioned in my last posting, I am quite new to all this blogging thing, so it's taking me a while to get used to it.

I thought I had done really well in putting my first message up and also being able to include links to other blogs.

So I told him I had done it and he came to have a look.

Imagine my shock/horror/excitement/anticipation when all he did was leave me the following note:

'The link to Bethie's blog does not work.
Neither does the one to her husband's.

I'll add 6 for those little mistakes.

Pay attention to detail'

I have since fixed the links so that they work now, but I am still in trouble!

As it will be a punishment, rather than a normal weekly, it means that he gets to choose the implement and decide where and when the spanking takes place.

It could be any time, I just have to wait until he is ready.

It also means that it will likely be the bath brush or the cane as he knows they are my least favourite implements.

I can feel my bot stinging already!

My First Posting

2006-06-19T21:23:00.000Z

After spending many months reading Bethie's blog,I have decided to start one of my own, so stick with me while I get used to blogging!

I was inspired to do this after reading about Bethie's experiences, from her point of view, and I want to be able to do the same.
The reason I want to do it is simple, I want my partner, the love of my life, to be able to understand this side of our relationship from my point of view.

We've been together for over five blissful years now, and although we have both had partners in the past, this is the first time that either of us has been in a relationship that has involved spanking and domination.

When we talk together, we both know that it is something we have both been curious about for as long as we can remember, but until we found each other, it was something that both of us felt unable to explore.

There are times when I think he worries that I only live this way to keep him happy, but I want to be able to reassure him that I get as much pleasure from it as he does.

Although I submit to him, I do it willingly, with both pride and pleasure.

I think that is shown by the title of this blog, and the photo that is used for my profile.
I wear his marks with pride, and even just looking at the pictures gets me tingling with excitement.

It wasn't until I showed him Bethie's blog that he truly appreciated that women can enjoy receiving a good spanking, as much as men like administering a good spanking!

Since finding Bethie's blog, and her husband's Spanking Blog, we have come across so many similar blogs and websites with people who are essentially the same as us.
It has really opened our eyes and made us curious for more.
It may sound like a cliche, but we never realised just how many people there were out there with the same desires as us!

We've also picked up quite a few hints and tips from others too, and have been given a lot of ideas that we just can't wait to try out.

My favourite example of this is that a visit to the local shopping centre has brought on a whole new element of fun.
At one time, we would never have gone shopping together, it was his idea of extreme torture.
Now, we scan the aisles together, looking for a new 'toy' that we can use, and I have to admit, although the shopping and anticipation side of it is fun, I now hate bath brushes as much as Bethie does!

We do have one toy that we found that I do actually quite like, and it has become my implement of choice.
I'll get a picture up of it soon so you can see it for yourself.

Until then, although it has taken me a while to make this first post, I have been keeping a diary so I will be sharing some stories over the next few days.

I want to be able to explain to my love how I feel about our relationship and my "weekly's"
I want him to know that I love him more than anything else in this world, and that to me, this relationship is beyond what I would call happiness.

I want him to understand that by the nature of the relationship we share, it shows a deep and profound trust and understanding of each others needs.

I love him and I devote my heart and soul to him.

To be dominated by him means I lay myself naked and vulnerable at his feet, to do with as he desires.

There is nowhere else I would rather be.