Saturday, November 14, 2009

I Wonder...

in a 24/7 relationship does anyone decide to "take a break". What if I wake up one morning and just don't want to do it that day? Is it like exercise - do you have to do it even when you don't want to?

I wonder if it would take some of the allure off of it if I knew I could call it off at any random moment. I mean, part of IT is that it's REAL. That's why it's 24/7.

A fictional Daddy would instinctively know when to back off, but then fictional Daddies are perfect. A real Daddy might not know what to do.


Friday, November 13, 2009


I still haven't bought the cap cream. And THAT was a post.

"OUCH! HEY! What was that for?"

"I think you know."


Thursday, November 12, 2009


"I thought you said you were going to post every day."


"Turn off the TV."

"Whyyyyy?... Ouch! Okay, fine. What?"

"You said you were going to post every day. You said if you were going to do this blog thing you would do it right."

"I know, but I got busy."

"Busy with what?"

"Mmmm.... well, I did some laundry."

"You did a load of laundry. That's busy?"

"I did some other stuff!"

"Such as?"

"I don't know. I can't remember."

"Stand up and turn around. Pants down."




"Panties down too. Hurry up."

"This is not fair! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!"

"You said you'd post every day."

"I will! Geez! I'll post every day! OWWWWW!"

"Good. See that you do. No, don't pull them up. I think you can be bare-bottomed for the rest of today. I might feel like reminding you again."


"What was that?"


"Good. Go on and post something."

Monday, November 9, 2009

Too lazy...

to pick up some Capsaicin cream. But I will...

Sunday, November 8, 2009

The First Time

I was thinking today about the first time someone made me do something by spanking me. It was about 10 years ago, and I was new to real-life spanking games. I'd been out with a friend and we were back at my apartment. I don't even remember what it was he wanted me to do, but whatever it was I balked. I remember him spanking me, over my jeans, ferociously. And then I remember being completely and totally in his power. I did exactly what he wanted. Through fear? Or something else?

Whatever it was, it was absolutely mind-blowing. I guess some people would feel anger or anxiety in a situation like that, but I felt incredible. I felt so free. Funny.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Capsaisin Cream

Have you heard about this stuff?

Apparently it relieves pain in those with arthritis but causes pain in spankos. Hm...

People use it for times when a spanking isn't possible. As in "I can't spank you now. Go rub some of this burning cream on your bottom."

I think an experiment is in order.

Friday, November 6, 2009


What is it about wooden spoons?

The spoon has got to be my favorite implement other than a bare hand. I don't know why. I guess it's a mixture of the idea of childhood/home/cooking and a really mean swat. Also there's the spontaneity of getting spanked with something that happens to be hanging around the house anyway.

Also you can gaze at them at Target and no one thinks you're weird. :-)

Happy Friday

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Next Year

Damn Yankees.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009


"Hm... Let's see. You stayed up past bedtime. How many paddle swats is that worth?"

"Um... two on my pants?"

"Two? I don't think so. I think six on your panties"

"No! Um... three? On my pants."

"Six. On your panties."

"That's not fair! It wasn't such a big deal. You're mean."

"So it's six on your panties?"

"No, it is not. Um... four. Four on my pants."

"How about six on your panties?"

"You aren't doing it right!"

"Doing what right?"

"You keep saying the same thing! We're negotiating."


"Yes. You have to change your answer."

"Oh, okay. I'll change my answer to seven on your bare bottom."


More pause.

"Argh! Fine. Six on my panties."

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Autumn Haiku

Spanked over pumpkins
Stems push up between my legs
Familiar feeling

Monday, November 2, 2009

I Heart Johanna Lindsey

Yes, I do read "real" literature. :-P

However I also love a good, trashy romance novel. One of my very favorite romance writers is Johanna Lindsey. She's been turning this stuff out for years, and I have loved her since I first picked up one of her novels.

The reason I'm singing her praises here is that I'm pretty sure she's a spanko. She includes a spanking scene or a reference in many of her books. I will often see a place in a Lindsey novel where a spanking scene could easily be inserted, and I wonder if she didn't write one for her own private version of the book.

She has one series that involves another planet whose inhabitants more or less practice domestic discipline.

The stuff in between the spanking scenes is also cause for squirmy pleasure. Her heroes tend to be larger than life, perfect specimens of the male kind. Her heroines are smart and feisty.

Johanna Lindsey makes excellent reading for this oversexed girl.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Coveting My Neighbor's Ass

My neighbor is a size zero. I like to imagine her in a department store.

Saleslady: Yes, I can find that for you. What size?

My neighbor: Size zero. You see, I am so tiny that I have no size at all.

Saleslady nods appreciatively and realizes that anything in the store will look incredible on my neighbor.

My neighbor is also very pretty. I'd hate her except that she's sweet, too.

Men who should know tell me that spanking a size zero is like spanking a rock. They claim to prefer a nice, soft round bottom.

Let's hope this is true.