Sunday, November 14, 2010

Recap: MBS Sunday Brunch for Nov 14

Our topic of the week was perfect moments. Here are your thoughts.

Michael: That drawing by the amazing Kami Tora does capture the perfect moment, and Season and I have had similar moments. They are perfect because I am holding my well-spanked girl on my lap forgiving her, kissing her, caressing her. We are serene and all our troubles have flowed away leaving two happy and content people with an ever growing love.

ServingB: The perfect moment for me came the first time I cried openly during a spanking, and B accepted and encouraged my tears. I've not been the same man since, nor the same partner and lover. Her acceptance of my sharing such raw emotions deepened my love for her immensely.

Angie: Oh yes, I've had that perfect moment. I keep going back, in my mind, to the punishment spanking turned play with M a few weeks ago. There was so much that needed to be 'addressed' that he decided to give me one long strapping and paddling that would serve as both punishment and maintenance. It was hard, and I struggled to take it, but I did. By the end, I had that "just give up and cry" kind of feeling. I was still sobbing into the pillow when I heard him put the paddle down and felt him reach between my legs. Tears were streaming down my face when he completely manipulated my "lady parts." *blush* I've never had THAT experience before. It was hot, and it was kind of hard for my mind to process, so I just let go.

Then I ASKED for the big, bad wooden paddle. I NEVER do that. Ever. Like take NEVER and multiply that by infinity and that's how often I ask for that implement. He was paddling me with it and simultaneously rubbing me *there* (for a sex/spanking blogger, I sure can't say THAT word, huh?). I wanted him to keep going, but he finally said, "Baby, if I don't stop, you're going to bleed." I was FLOORED. I was in such a beautiful, blissed-out state that I had no idea I had even *marked* much less had bruises/welts.

The way we lay together afterward - with both of us totally spent and my bottom FINALLY hurting again (LOL) - I felt completely at peace with the world, and totally connected to this man who protects, cares for and punishes me. I have never felt more lucky.

Season: Michael captured our perfect moment in his comment. It was pure bliss! There is one other moment that I think comes close to this for me. It is when he is still holding me over his lap, but the spanking has stopped and he is just resting his hand on my bottom. Something about that feeling gets me every time.

Hermione: There is often a perfect moment for me while a spanking is underway. I am enveloped in physical sensations that occupy my attention and make me forget the cares of life. My mind is filled with the joyful realization that my partner and I are both actively engaged in doing what we love: spanking and being spanked. There is a beautiful oneness about it that persists after the activity ends.

Marie Haynes: I've rather given up on submissiveness, but still enjoy a good spanking. Once during a pleasure spanking, I lost myself. I truly lost myself and all of the stress and worry and trauma of daily life. I zoned and floated and felt free. All that existed was my ass beneath his hand and all I wanted was more.

Em: I've experienced two spanking moments that I would call perfect. I've described them both on my blog, here and here.

These events were very different, but I think the key for me is a proper mental build-up followed by a spanking which is quite firm. It should also be slow enough and careful enough not to push me too far too fast. I imagine it sort of like a line graph charting strength vs. speed. If it's too light and slow, you fall under the line of the graph. If it's too hard and too fast, you're thrown over it. With just the right combination, you float along it.

Ms. Betty: We've definitely had a spanking-related perfect moment. pc really ought to be telling this, but as he doesn't do the 'web thing,' I'll try to relate it.

Early in our relationship he went on an afternoon golf outing. He doesn't play very often and by his own admission, he's not much of a golfer. In his terms, he has a hook that could catch sharks. :) He hit the ball and then watched in horror as it turned in the air, heading straight for a nearby house (Please tell me why people think it's a good idea to live actually ON golf courses).

As it flew, his thought was not how embarrassing this shot was, not how much his associates would tease him, and not even the cost of the window he was sure he was about to break. What he thought was "if I break that window, I am going to be in for a very serious spanking." It was the first time he realized this was all "real." His actions out there in the world were going to have consequences. He would answer for things.

It still took us awhile from there, but that was the moment when he started thinking ahead and possible consequences began to influence his behavior.

Mistress160: It's funny. I often achieve that moment when my hand gives out and I can neither spank with it, nor get my fingers to curl around anything to continue.... *grin*

Bonnie: As others have mentioned, I know well the peaceful, contented place that lies on the far side of a long, hard spanking. In these golden moments, I feel immensely grateful for and bonded to the man who so lovingly brought me there. The pain becomes barely perceptible and mostly irrelevant. He and I are the only two people in the world. In that instant, I would happily surrender my body and my being for him to use as he pleases. It is bliss.

When I feel a twinge of discomfort as I sit the following morning, pleasant recollections flood back into my consciousness. The grin on my face as my hand involuntarily grazes across the seat of my slacks is genuine.

Thanks to everyone who joined us for brunch this week!

1 comment :

A-Non said...

I love the picture of that delicious-looking gumbo that you used with this Recap! Yummmm!!!

Btw, where do you get all the fabulous food pics that you use here?

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