Saturday, March 10, 2007

A Slice of (Spanko) Life

I’m sorry that I was mostly absent this week. I returned from a week’s vacation to learn that I was a week behind on everything. I’ve been playing catch-up ever since. Anyhow, I hope to get some time this weekend to devote to the blog and to my correspondence. If you’ve sent me an e-mail and I haven’t responded yet, I ask for your understanding. I’m getting there.

In the meantime, here’s a quick little spanking vignette. This conversation happened last night. I recreated the dialog from memory, so it may not have happened precisely like this. But I believe I accurately captured the spirit of the moment.

(We were sitting at the dining room table enjoying a very tasty Chinese dinner for which I slaved over a hot steering wheel)

R: What would you do if I got up from this chair, pulled your pants down, and spanked your ass?

B: What would I do? I guess I’d have to wonder what I did to deserve such stern treatment.

R: What if it didn’t matter?

B: It always matters, at least to me. My fantasies are driven less by the sheer pain of a spanking than by the emotions that it evokes. Without a reason, it’s just a sore bottom.

R: So, do you want it to be like punishment?

B: No, not exactly. I like the fantasy that I’m being spanked because I’ve misbehaved. It’s better if I somehow deserve it.

R: Yeah, I know that part. I also know that you don’t really deserve it, but that’s not a problem for me. I really like to turn your butt bright red and then f___ you hard.

B: I especially love it when you talk to me, like when you tell me how I’ve richly earned each swat.

R: Pull your jeans down, young lady. Panties too. And bend over that counter. We’re going to deal with this right now.

(I readily comply)

R: It’s high time we had some discipline around here. And in this house, you know that means a bare-bottomed spanking, don’t you?

B: Yes… Sir.

R: What happens when you misbehave?

B: I get spankings.

R: That’s correct. Now grab onto the far lip of the counter island and wait for me.

(Randy disappeared momentarily and then returned with a cushion. He placed it between me and the edge of the counter. Even when he blisters my bottom, he’s still thoughtful.)

R: Since you’ve been especially bad, I’m going to have to use my belt.

I next heard the delicious sound of a leather belt quickly snaking its way through belt loops as he removed it. Employing the doubled belt, Randy beat my exposed posterior as made me count off twenty five hard strokes. Each strike yielded a loud crack that made an impression in my psyche as deep as the corresponding blow did on my rapidly reddening target.

At some points, I could hardly croak out the next number. He warned me twice that he would repeat any stroke that I failed to number. Even so, my spanking was over fairly quickly. When I rose from the counter, now damp with my perspiration, my hands clung to my punished rear. From the top of my crack to the tops of my thighs, my skin was marked and burning. But my heart was light and my lust was raging.

We retired to the bedroom (after hastily dealing with the remains of dinner). Once there, Randy abandoned any pretense of foreplay and got right to work. After that vigorous spanking, my body was quite receptive. I pulled him close as he lay atop me. It felt soooo good. I would, at that moment, have gladly signed away my every right and possession just to let these sensations continue a while longer.

For us, there is no better lovemaking that the sessions that immediately follow a good hard spanking. At those times, our passion is supercharged and our desire is irresistible. Even this morning, I am reminded of how much fun we had. Every time I sit, the memories come rushing back with a deep intake of breath and a barely audible coo. I’m happy today. Happier, in fact, than I’ve been in weeks. I love weekends!


Tony said...

Bonnie, that hot story and ESPECIALLY that hot picture of your luscious ass more than make up for your absence! Thanks!


New Beginnings said...

You and Randy capture everything a spanking couple should be! I so understand and identify with your need for a reason. Made up or not it is still so much more fun for we girls who had these fantasies all our lives!

Great post!

Bratty Erin said...

That sounded like an amazing night! I completely agree with needing a reason. I really don't care how silly the reason is I just want a reason and the scolding that goes along with it. I am also a big fan of the sound that the belt makes coming out of the loops, it sends shivers down my spine, even if it isn't about to be used on my bottom. Great post!


Paul said...

Bonnie, I so remember that feeling and how hot we both got after a good spanking.
Warm hugs,

dwcmike said...

Bonnie: Wonderful out of the blue spanking, with the resultant fantastic sex. The two go so wonderfully well together, as do oyu and Randy.
bottoms up

Mary said...

how sexy and fun!

Reesa Roberts said...

Bonnie, your posts are so well written! Most people can write the details, but you're very good at portraying the emotional aspect as well!


mthc said...


Bonnie said...

Tony - I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Elis - Thank you. What on the surface seems like simple sexy fun actually has psychological roots that run deep into our personalities. As much as I've thought, talked, and written about recreational spanking, I hadn't before considered the "reason" in just this way.

Erin - Thanks. It was indeed a fine evening (and, might I add, long overdue).

Paul - We've never found a better aphrodesiac!

Mike - In one way, it was out of the blue. In retrospect, though, I should have seen it coming the entire way. In any case, it turned out well in the end.

Mary - Thanks!

Reesa - Thank you. I consider that high praise coming from you.

MTHC - I certainly have no complaints!

Anonymous said...

Wonderful! Everything a spanko couple should have and experience.


Janeen said...

That sounded like a lot of fun, the use of the belt making it even jucier! You know how I love anything involving a belt! :)

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