When you are out of the usual options, do it yourself. Stuart has gone, and he said he isn’t coming back. Why? Because I’m me, that’s why. Because, after our last spanking session turned into the hottest sex session I have ever experienced, I declared it could never happen again. I said he could spankContinue reading “Back to Plan A.”
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Stuart’s in Town and he brought a new Paddle!
I have officially sworn off all things spanking after the final Graham spanking. My poor bottom is still black and blue and my thighs have pinstripes courtesy of that wicked cane and we are now 4 days after the event! Okay, so it feels yummy now the pain has subsided and the throbbing has startedContinue reading “Stuart’s in Town and he brought a new Paddle!”
Graham and the Cane part 2.
continued… Graham watched as my face betrayed my thoughts, he nodded and stood up. I made to stand as well, but he said, ‘Stay where you are, I’ll be back in a few minutes.’ I sat back down and drank my tea. I assume he had called someone on the phone as I could hearContinue reading “Graham and the Cane part 2.”
Graham and the Cane
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”
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?”
Will I never learn?
Truly, I must be an exhibitionist, and a masochistic exhibitionist at that! I know what made me do it the first time, but when I flashed my nosy neighbour the second time it was entirely on purpose because I was a little bit drunk, very frustrated, feeling very naughty and I’d had a hard weekContinue reading “Will I never learn?”
So much for never again! I need a spanking!
It took two weeks for the spanking bruises to begin to fade. It took a week for them all to come out! Every time I moved, sat, stood, turned over in bed, bent down, ran up the stairs, pulled on a pair of trousers or jeans, I got flashbacks from the Wilsons spanking! I hadContinue reading “So much for never again! I need a spanking!”
Gemma - Journey of Self discovery 