part One. After the surprise spanking and the almost very sexual experience with Stuart, I decided to err on the side of caution for a while and just be good! You would think that shouldn’t be so difficult to achieve, but honestly, trouble finds me even when I’m not looking! I think I managed toContinue reading “Graham and the Cane”
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Spankings are like Buses…Better late than never!
It’s true! I can spend weeks lost in the wilderness of a spank free zone, I know I can spank myself but truthfully, the delicious crawling excitement that spirals down from my brain to my pussy on spanking day, is waning. I have no one to answer to except myself. Meh… I can think ofContinue reading “Spankings are like Buses…Better late than never!”
Stuart brought his Cane for a visit.
So, you know when you think all of your options have disappeared and you are back to the D.I.Y. position in life? Well that’s where I was. I had pretty much given up on Stuart as a viable option for spanking me. He wanted to counsel me, he was too nice a person and heContinue reading “Stuart brought his Cane for a visit.”
The Vicar came calling… with a table tennis bat!?!
WTF happened to carrying a Bible? Y’know, I’m just gonna put this out there right now. Some people take liberties when they think they have one over on you, even when they do, which he obviously did, it was always a leap of his faith if he thought he would get to see my bareContinue reading “The Vicar came calling… with a table tennis bat!?!”
Self Spanking – Again?
So, where was I? The Discipline Weekend that wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Oh that’s right, my final thoughts on the subject! ‘Bloody hell! I’ve disappeared down that blasted rabbit hole again! Move over Alice I’m on my way down!’ Stuart, in my opinion had gotten me to his home under falseContinue reading “Self Spanking – Again?”
Discipline Weekend? Hmm…
I sat in my car outside Stuart’s house wondering whether I should go and knock right now which would put me bang on time, or whether I should wait for five minutes. I chose the latter, I took a cigarette out of the packet, lit it and inhaled. If I’m in for the spanking ofContinue reading “Discipline Weekend? Hmm…”
There are Rules? what Rules?
So for the past 24 hours since my monster spanking and caning from Graham, I have pretty much cried or slept, visited the bathroom a few times, had a shower, had a few brews, many, many, many cigarettes, swore and railed against those two sadistic men and then got back in bed and started cryingContinue reading “There are Rules? what Rules?”
Two Alpha Males, One Spanking Machine and One Very Sore Bottom.
What ever happened to me self-spanking? When I was self-spanking I was doing okay. I was getting the punishment I thought I deserved, I didn’t cheat on the spankings! I did everything I had written down and I spanked myself thoroughly. I know where it all went wrong of course, letting Mr Wilson spank meContinue reading “Two Alpha Males, One Spanking Machine and One Very Sore Bottom.”
An explanation (of sorts) and a shock!
My bottom has calmed down a little from last night and is now sporting some wild welt bruising and cane stripes. If Graham hadn’t been so angry I would have enjoyed that spanking last night, it may sound very severe, and he may have sounded very aggressive but I can assure you, this stuff hadContinue reading “An explanation (of sorts) and a shock!”
A major lesson came my way tonight.
Never trust that a man will behave the way you expect him to, especially when that behaviour is set around spanking! I have just returned from my spanking with Graham. It’s 9.45pm, I was there from 7pm and I am stone cold sober, my bottom is minus a good few layers of skin and IContinue reading “A major lesson came my way tonight.”
Gemma - Journey of Self discovery 