Sunday, January 20, 2019

Stuff People Write

Thirteen years after embarking on this blogging adventure, you might think I have seen it all. But I guess I haven't. People still send me strange messages that I struggle to parse into anything meaningful. Who are these people? What do they want from me? And why me? I don't know. So here, make of it what you will, is the latest edition of Bonnie's Mailbag.

Comment: I wish bare your big resilient buttocks and cane them...

Bonnie: I appreciate your willingness to cane my big resilient buttocks, but I have someone here who does a wonderful job.

Comment: I love that you crave butt-sex!!

Bonnie: So you make up random sex fantasies about me and then tell me about them. Yeah, that's OK, right?

Comment: Day after day, all I think about is submitting to a busty Dominatrix who uses her beautiful feet to tease and torment my cock & balls, her sharp fingernails to run along my body and overstimulate my nipples, to completely control me while I'm in inescapable, hard core bondage for her amusement.

Bonnie: I'm neither busty nor a dominatrix, my feet are not beautiful, my fingernails are not sharp, and I'm not that amused. I think you have the wrong number.

Question: I was wondering if you know of any good sites for spanking personal ads ?

Bonnie: I'm sorry but I don't. Your best strategy for meeting people may depend upon where you live. Readers?

Comment: UR bottom is very spankable

Bonnie: Thank you. My husband wholeheartedly agrees.

Question: Hi where are you from

Bonnie: I am from the internet. I live inside your screen.

Question: Bonnie my name is xxxxx and I was wondering if you could give me any advice on how to accept a spanking from my guardian. Please get back to me when you can

Bonnie: All of the alarm bells sound on this one.

Question: here's my question- when you are down over his knee and hes beating your naked butt with the paddle, what do you think about?

Bonnie: Mostly, I think about the spanking I'm getting. Early on, I might count the swats or try to assess severity. As the proceedings continue and the pain mounts, I'm more likely to consider immediate concerns like when it will end. Sometimes I get turned on. OK, I almost always get turned on, but I'm not always immediately aware in that instant. Once in a while, if the spanking is just right, I feel satisfied, content, and grateful. But more often, my reaction in that moment is "Ow! That hurts!"

Question: I just saw your blogger page. I am curious, are you a spankee or a spanker?

Bonnie: You don't have to read much of my blog to answer this question.

Question: Hi Bonnie. Like you into spanking my whole life. Are we close by. im in xxxxx. Hope to know each other better

Bonnie: We're about 2000 miles apart, but it's good to meet you.

Question: I'm an adult woman who has dreamed about being spanked since early childhood. My dream has never been realized because I've never had the courage to tell partners about what I need. Reading your blog has helped me to accept this within myself and realize how wonderful this lifestyle could be. Now I want spankings more than ever. I have a newish boyfriend who might be the one. How would you suggest I ask him to spank me?

Bonnie: That's an uncomfortable moment, but it might open the path to the fulfillment you desire. Here is a tutorial I wrote on the subject. This tutorial discusses talking with your partner about spanking. I hope these articles are helpful. If you have more questions, you have my address.

So that's it for this time. Happy winter!

Tuesday, January 01, 2019

Hello 2019

Happy New Year, everyone. Let's hope 2019 will be cheerier than last year.

I've been busy cleaning blogrolls in the wake of the recent blogpocolypse on Tumblr. It is a very long and very sad job. At one point, I had to go ask Randy for a spanking to help deal with the sorrow of so many dead and wounded blogs. Countless thousands of hours of bloggers' work is now lost in the name of corporate decency. But we are rebuilding as we always have.

I know a number of former Tumblr bloggers have relocated or are trying to relocate. I am delighted to add these new links to our blogroll. Just leave me a comment or send an email and point me in the right direction.

Here's a spanking meme I found on one of those dying blogs.

Panties or bare bottom? Why not both?

How many times have you been spanked? Over 2000 (we really love it)

How often are you spanked? At least once per week

Are you currently getting spanked? Not at this moment, no

Dream spanker/spankee? Randy and me

Favorite clothing for a spankee? Depends upon the scene

Do you switch? Nope

Favorite spanking position? OTK at the edge of the bed

Most hated spanking position? Diaper

Favorite implement? a soft, flexible leather paddle

Most hated implement? Anything that breaks the skin

When was the last time you got spanked? Last night

What was the last thing you got spanked for? New Years

Do you have a preferred pairing? (M/F F/F F/M M/M) Randy and me

What is your favorite thing to do for aftercare? Um, sex

Do you have a favorite spanking artist? Wolfie

Do you have a favorite spanking writer/author? Too many to choose just one

An aspect of spanking that you like to see in fantasy but would hate in real life? Serious bondage

Well, that was a fun little diversion.

May your year be bountiful and filled with joy, contentment, and peace.

Sunday, December 09, 2018

But the Community Lives On...

Once again our community faces a hosting crisis. The majority of links on our MBS blogroll are for spanko blogs that reside on Tumblr. In a week, that will change, and not for the better.

The corporate geniuses at Verizon apparently decided that they wanted to appeal to a broader range of advertisers, even if that means a significant reduction in traffic. So they invented artificial community standards for a community that once embodied freedom of expression. Compulsory content censorship is becoming a central feature of the Tumblr platform.

Nipples seem to be a big deal to these white-shirted bluenoses. After all, they argue, seeing boobs might harm children. Never mind the actual purpose of nipples.

Nudity is another target. How dysfunctional is it that we humans are so ashamed of our own bodies that they must not be seen? Do we really have to pass this hangup to another generation?

Worse yet, they have an AI-driven porn filter that also tags all manner of innocent photos. It's possible, I'm told, to appeal to human overseers. But many bloggers will decide that it's just not worth it.

Like other platforms before it (remember Delphi, MSN, Yahoo Groups, or MySpace?), Tumblr may ultimately be abandoned and forgotten due to a faulty business calculation. We spankos will again take our clicks and our eyeballs and our interesting content elsewhere. I'm not sure who is going to see all of those new Hobby Lobby and Amway ads on Tumblr, but it won't be me.

Some will say, "This is what you get when you trust a free service." Perhaps so, but this has always been a two-sided transaction. The host gives bloggers a home to present their content. Bloggers give the host a steady stream of traffic they can use to sell advertising. I am not exploited. Nor am I a free rider. I enter this relationship with full knowledge that it can be ruined by arbitrary censorship. And so it is with Tumblr.

I will be removing Tumblr blogs from the blogrolls as they perish, but it will take a long time to sort out everything, especially during this busy holiday time. I will also be restoring relocated blogs as they return to life elsewhere. We've never seen an extinction event on this scale before, but our community has survived similar situations in the past. I am confident we will weather this storm as well.

If you have a new or moved blog, please leave me a comment or send me an email. I will get your links updated as soon as I can.

Hang on, everybody, we're going to get through this!

Saturday, November 17, 2018

LOL XIII - Yes, I'm Here

Wow, I almost missed it. Happy belated Love Our Lurkers Day, everyone.

I notice that my browser no longer tags the word "Lurkers" as a misspelling. Now there's a recognition. I would like to add my voice to all of the other spanko bloggers who are celebrating our beloved silent visitors. Thank you for your readership and your support.

For the full scoop on LOL Day XIII, I invite you to consult our friend and all around resource, Hermione, who keeps this fun tradition alive.

Friday, November 09, 2018

Advent Calendar

Ready or not, the holiday routine is beginning again. My survival strategy involves lots of spankings. As you can see above, even vanilla items become spanky in my mind. If you see something other than wine bottles, you too might be a spanko!

Monday, October 08, 2018

An Autumnal Ramble

Hi friends and happy fall!

There are several kinds of posts that I share on this blog. These include stories, observations, letters, and news. Since I’ve been absent for a while, this post is going to be a little bit of everything.

I celebrated a non-milestone birthday in September. When my birthday falls on our regular spanking night, there must be two spankings. Or so I am told. Fortunately, my dear Randy used a favorite leather paddle that left me feeling warm and toasty. That was the first one anyway. The nightcap involved wood and was considerably less comfy. But it was a fine percussive birthday celebration.

As much as I’d like to ignore the implications of these mounting years, there’s no denying that we are getting old(er). The prospect of watching our energy, our lifestyle, and ultimately our lives slip away gnaws at me. There is no appeal and only one way out. Yet for now, Randy and I are mostly healthy and the compromises we’ve made are minor. We are very much aware that each day together is precious.

Four days before my birthday was the thirteenth anniversary of my first MBS post. Back then, I was searching for a way to share my spanking stories with the world. I guess I found it, and a whole lot more.

I’ve spent a lot of time lately weeding the unruly garden I call blogrolls. I use an automated link checker site to identify links that no longer valid. To my dismay, I discovered recently that it doesn’t always tell me about many blogs that are deleted, private, or have no content. So I returned to manual checks. Should you find bad links, I would greatly appreciate learning about them.

I still receive interesting messages, even though I don’t post very often. Some people want my advice (I don’t know where you can find a woman to spank you) or just want to be my friend (Hi!). Others wonder if we’re still spanking (we are). Most of the time, I’m pleased to talk with readers.

Some questions, though, make me wonder:

your rear end is gorgeous.Has it changed at all?

If I told you that my bottom is exactly the same size and shape it was when I was twenty, you wouldn’t believe me. So I won’t say that.

Diving into deeper waters, there’s this:

Would Randy ever open a fansonly site with spanking pics and vids of you? Since only private subscribers can see, your frends & family would never know?? You could make good income

Uh, no. Even for readers who say they want to see that, I have to think it would become monotonous fairly quickly.

Meanwhile, we have FetLife:

I'd love to spank you.

May I please spank you sometime?

I see that you like to be spanked. I love to give spankings. Perhaps we can get together and help each other out.

My FL profile says, “I am a straight monogamous spanko bottom. I enjoy talking with like-minded friends, but I play only with my husband.” I think these words are very clear, but only when people read them.

Randy’s latest video project involves interviewing me on camera before and after spankings. He asks many questions (How do spankings make you feel? They make my butt hurt). Sometimes, I start giggling in the middle of it. That, of course, leads to more spankings for me to talk about. It’s a vicious cycle.

In other news, our daughter recently moved much closer to us. We now get to see our sweet granddaughter almost every week. We have so much to discuss.

I guess that’s enough for now. May your harvest be bountiful.

Sunday, August 12, 2018

You Want What?

Randy and I were watching television the other night. He was doing that annoying channel surfing thing that men seem to enjoy. He stopped on a movie channel for just long enough to hear a female character whisper, "I want you to spank me."

"Now we're talking," he declared. "Don't get your hopes up," I cautioned as I had seen the name of the movie displayed. It was Fifty Shades Darker. I've purposely avoided both the books and the films on the recommendation of friends I trust. But we were there and it was on.

After tying her wrists, the male character guided his partner down to the bed where he dramatically delivered exactly four smacks with his hand. Thirty seconds later, the woman was untied and flipped over, and they were having sex.

"What?" I exclaimed. "Four swats?" "He tied her up for that?" Randy concurred. "If you ask me for a spanking, it's going to be more than four wimpy swats." I should certainly hope so.  Maybe the real spanking was edited out for time, or more likely, perhaps there weren't any actual spankos involved with the script/storyboard.  This must be how vanilla people envision kink.

He quickly skipped to the next channel with a disgusted, "Ugh."

Later that evening, I seized the opportunity to repeat the words that had once held so much promise.  "I want you to spank me."  He did, and I can assure you that it was more that four hand swats.

Afterward, we joked that they may have fifty shades of gray, but apparently precious few shades of pink.