Recap: MBS Sunday Brunch for Oct 25

Our topic for the week was favorite Halloween characters and their spanko inclinations. Here are your thoughts.

Anon #1: I would be Count Dracula. Instead of biting my damsel's neck, I would take her across my knees, lower her lingerie, and bite her bottom softly. Then I would put some color in it with a gradually increasing intensity spanking.

Hermione: I would be Little Lulu, in a short red dress and big white bloomers, with my hair in ringlets. Lulu often got spanked in the comic books of my childhood, so I'm sure there would be an opportunity for history to repeat itself.

If we were dressing up as a couple, Ron would be Peter Pan, the boy who never grew up, and I would be that naughty little Tinkerbell. Peter would have to spank Tink for being so mischievous.

Missy: Right now I'm reading The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane. It's a new novel about the Salem Witch Trials, and written by a descendent of two of the accused. I love history and I've always been fascinated by the story. I even played Mary Warren in The Crucible in high school.

In the play, her boss John Proctor twice threatens to whip her if she doesn't stop making up stories and accusing innocent people, but he never actually does. I used to look with covert longing at the switch hanging conspicuously on the wall while ostensibly running my lines. In one scene, I had to grab it from him and hiss,"Nay! There'll be no more whippings." While my inner spanko self wheedled subversively,"Okay, just one more then." LOL

I would love to dress up and do a revisionist alternative version of the classic play, where Mary does get both of those threatened/promised punishments, and comes to her senses before anyone is executed.

And because spanking is romantic for me, I might even have Mary and the handsome young Reverend Hale fall in love. They would realise their mutual feelings when he was spanking her for bearing false witness. That's a commandment, so it's a biggie to a minister! As young newlyweds, Mary would earn a trip over her otherwise fond and doting (of course! LOL) husband's knee for everything from carelessly letting the cakes burn while gossiping in the street, to joking about her new name being the very un-Puritan sounding, "Hale, Mary."

Janet: I would love to dress as a Victorian lady of substantial means. You know, she's the type we always read about in romance novels with a beautiful satin gown with a low cut front and the thick dress layers, petticoats, corsets, etc.

It would be fun to see how long it took my HOH to get through the layers and down to business!

Prefectdt: I would like to dress as the ghost of T.E. Lawrence (aka Lawrence of Arabia), in all his Bedouin finery. He was just about the most respect-worthy, adventuring spankee who ever lived.

How would I work spanking into this role? Easy. I would just act like Lawrence and get my ass whupped by as many people (preferably female) as I could.

Our Bottoms Burn: I will be dressed, again, as John Wayne. Stop by and let's see if we can work spanking and related fun into the evening. [grinning]

I always wanted to spank Tinker Belle.

Anon #2: I would be dressed as the headmaster with my woman as the naughty student. I would wear a shirt and tie. She would wear a school uniform with high socks. She would, of course, have non-traditional lingerie under the outfit, giving me the extra reason to spank her when I check out her adherence to school policy. Of course, we would have other rules that she violated such as smoking, hanging out in the boys' bathroom, etc. So it would be a very fun evening for us.

Anon #3: My boyfriend is dressing as a super hero from a 1990's TV show. I'm not sure how I will dress up to complement it. I've thought about just dressing in some of our favorite dress-up outfits and doing a fashion show at our personal Halloween party. I doubt I'll be attending a more traditional one this year anyway.

Jean Marie: Missy's posting was so hot!

My boyfriend will compliment me this year. I have a Native American headdress that I show to my school class when we study how tribes used their environments. I'll wear it and a tan (leather-looking) string bikini, moccasins, and war paint on my face and nothing else, going as Tonto. Kyle has a tight gray ensemble with a white cowboy hat, black mask and boots, going as the Lone Ranger. Kemosabe may even hint publicly about the smoke-signals we send with my fiery bottom when behind closed doors. Hi-Yo!

Ms. Betty: We dress up at work, and this year I've chosen the Devil in a Blue Dress as my costume. I think a braided rope whip hanging from my belt will be the perfect accessory.

Six of the Best: I would like to go dressed as President Obama, and meet someone who looks like Sarah Palin. Upon being introduced to her, I would take her over my knee, raise her dress waist high, pull down her panties, and while she is only wearing garter-belt and stockings, spank that bare bottom of hers, good and proper. And I mean blushing red.

Padme: I dressed up as a Goth schoolgirl this year for Halloween when I went to a play party. The character that I'd like to be for Halloween is Padme from the Star Wars movies. I've seen the costume and I'd love to wear it one day! :)

I would wear my costume for Master Anakin and get him to dress up in his Darth Vader costume and we would roleplay and he would spank me with his lightsaber. We'd have a lot of fun with it all for Halloween! :)

Dave: My favorite thing is dressing as a deadly Ninja warrior, complete with totally fake looking cheesy sword. :-) So I can unleash my inner Samurai spanko powers.

Poppy: We don't really do dressing up for Halloween on this side of the pond, but if we did, I would be a little dull and go as a schoolgirl. I would be enrolled in a school and, well, you know the rest.

Jennie: The schoolgirl is the classic. I once wore an authentic *grin* schoolgirl outfit to a Halloween party. I even had the little criss-cross tie. I got spanks from people (guys) who I had no clue were into it.

Other than that, I want to be a Southern belle with a big ol' hoop skirt and billowly (what are they called?) underwear with legs and little frills at the end. Come and get me, Rhett!

Missy: Oh, thank you, JeanMarie. That was really sweet. You've consistently been one of my favorite MBS brunchers and your Indian costume sounds great. I've always loved the 'Colors of the Wind' sequence in Pocahontas. We sang that in my high school chorus in '95.

Jennie, they're called 'bloomers' and I got mine at an online shop called The Misty Thicket. They have a drawstring waist with a little blue ribbon. They're so easy to untie before when you're fearful and hesitant, and re-tie after when you're tearful and penitent.

Jai: This year, Halloween is not gonna be candy filled and party studded, mainly because I have an evil religion professor who enjoys major tests and abhors the idea of Halloween (Please pity me!).

So, instead, I will tell you about my favorite costume. When I was a junior in high school, I went out with my friends dressed as Hester Prynne from Hawthorne's "The Scarlet Letter". Full cap and gown and heavy shawl overthrow with a red felt letter A on my chest.

Thinking back, that is a great costume to be spanked in! A puritan harlot? LOL

Muffin: We don't really do Halloween either, so it's just as well. I guess it would be easy to go as a naughty nurse, since I am one already. And I've lost enough weight now, I might be able to get back into my schoolgirl skirt. As for Mr. D, he always makes a great headmaster. Other than that, we have no imagination here at all. Some of your ideas were really cute, though.

Loki: I like Jiminy Cricket and Tinkerbell because the wife and I had planned to recreate the spanking picture that was done with them.

We can't do it this year, but just wait until next Halloween!

Bonnie: We're going to a (vanilla) Halloween party this weekend. Randy will be a lumberjack (think red plaid shirt and suspenders). I plan to be a sexy witch. I have a fairly short, black dress and I plan to wear it with a black cape, black hose, and the expected black, pointed witch hat. I know Randy will appreciate this look. The only question is whether he will find it necessary to spank before or after the party.

Thanks, everybody!

Recap: MBS Sunday Brunch for Oct 28

Appropriate to the season, this week’s brunch dealt with Halloween celebrations. Here are your thoughts.

Padme: We do have special plans for Halloween. My daughter is hosting the haunted house at her school, so I plan to spend the day helping her with that. I do plan to dress up, but am still trying to decide what to wear. I have many costumes to choose from. :)

We are going to a Halloween party with a big dinner and everyone is dressing up. We went last year and it was a lot of fun. The people's house is huge and they always decorate it all up and play Halloween music. They also have some games for the kids. I can't wait. :)

I hope to get a spanking later in the night when our children are in bed and we have some alone time. There is nothing better than a spanking on Halloween. :)

Dressing up is the part I love best about Halloween. I also love going to the pumpkin patch and carving the pumpkin. :)

Raheretic: Approaching five years ago now, before we bought our condos, we lived in two side by side apartments in an upscale apartment complex. They used to host complex parties every month or so in the complex community house. Of course in October they would have a Halloween party with tenants encouraged to come in costume, etc. We won the costume contest three years in a row.

We would deck ourselves out in BDSM fetish clothing and gear. T and sue with their collars, lead by me on leashes, and me with plenty of paddles, floggers, and whips dangling from my belt. We astonished most of our neighbors. You see, most of the tenants were young (twenty-something), recently graduated, aspiring business executives, mostly single, and generally very pretty. But they were remarkably traditional and conservative (Just what the hell is wrong with these kids today!).

They thought it was kind of funny to see us 50-year old range codgers and codgettes (?) hanging out at their party. I remember once when we joined in one of their conversations and they were amazed that my T had a better grasp of rock group names than they had... But I digress.

T would be dressed as a pussy cat, and would have mittens safety pinned to the back of her costume (a take off on the old "three little kittens, had lost their mittens" nursery rhyme.) She would tell people that she needed to find her mittens to avoid getting spanked. She also would carry a Halloween pumpkin-like candy container filled with red licorice Twizzlers. As each guest would enter the party, she would offer them a Twizzler (very "twisted" licorice candy), telling them, "My Master says I have to offer these to everyone because I am so twisted." Sue would just play the role of the humble slave led about on a leash by her Master.

We got lots of interesting reactions. Many people would tell us how very real our costumes and props seemed to them. DUH! We would tell them that we were not in costume at all, and that the rest of the year, we had come to the parties in costume. This month, we had come as we were... which would cause some of them to go away confused. Some folks would pursue their curiosity enough for us to launch into an impromptu workshop on our D/s polyamorous lifestyle. No one ever offered to have me spank them, dammit. :(

It was fun to fly in the face of these young yuppies' ageist stereotypes and to give them a little first hand experience with some of the trappings and even information about our alternative lifestyle. It is so rare for us to be able to be out about who we are, and our lives, other than in very intentionally constructed Lifestyle events, parties, etc.

We haven't had nearly so much fun on Halloween since.

Jean Marie: Halloween holds a special, special place in my heart, and not just because I'm such a Harry Potter fan. It has to do with knowing my orientation as a spanko for so long growing up, but keeping it secret. It still resonates with me, who presents the image of a proper school teacher to world, when I'm a libidinous, lascivious spank-maniac/sex-fiend underneath my conservative clothes. On this magic night, I like to unmask the hidden, let the monster in my closet out to run wild and free.

That said, because the magical holiday falls in the middle of the week this year, we sadly have no party to attend. I'll hand out candy at the door dressed as Marie Antoinette with hair piled on my head, a corset squeezing my tits up and my ass out, and a floor-length satin dress hiding the fact that I'm otherwise naked underneath. I bet it won't take long for my lover to unwrap my goodies and get us both sticky... Last year I went to a party as Cruella de Ville, with half of my blonde hair dyed black, and my body tightly encased in a skin-tight polka dot dress. It was such a dramatic change from my everyday persona, some acquaintances didn't recognize me. I hooked-up with a young hunk in a Freddie Krueger mask, and made-out in the host's master bedroom on all the guests' coats for a couple hours. The guy wouldn't take my hints that I wanted/needed to be spanked. If he had, I might have lost my head and had unsafe sex with him. As it was, we just kissed and dry-humped and let our hands explore.

I've had some phenomenal times on Halloween. Easily one of the most memorable was when I lived in L.A. and was invited to Hefner's Playboy Mansion for the All-Hallows Eve Bash. I was a struggling actress/model then, so couldn't afford much of a costume. I wore my English equestrian outfit of helmet, boots, tight breeches, and open blouse without benefit of a bra. I was out back by the grotto around midnight, where all kinds of erotic goings-on were transpiring in plain view, when a well-known producer took my riding crop from my grasp and gave my bottom a smart smack. I feigned indignation as I pulled the stretchy pants and lace panties down to inspect the damage. "You left a mark!" I exclaimed. I bent over fully, revealing all my charms, and informed him that I was a very naughty thing, and that just one lick wouldn't suffice. He verified that he could use the thin rod very expertly, followed by a session with his thick one. We were an item for several months after that.

I truly believe that all kinds of spirits are loosed on this special night. I can attest to being possessed on more than one occasion. I hope everyone will be wickedly bold and nakedly honest with who they dress-up as and how they (mis)behave.

Mthc: We go all out for Halloween as we live in a neighborhood of 140 houses. We get around 300 or 400 trick-or-treaters. We have an outdoor fireplace, torches, a real cow skeleton, decorations, and lights. My mom hands out candy.

Here’s David in his costume.



Yeah, I think David has a Halloween spanking on his mind.

Terpsichore: My husband and I have been married for eight years. Our relationship has always included an occasional spank here and there and some light playful spanking during lovemaking. However, it was never more than that. Last month, I expressed to my husband my innermost fantasies of being spanked and he responded with love and acceptance. I am still waiting for that spanking. We have two small children who we love so much and who bring smiles to us each day. On Halloween, we will enjoy taking them trick or treating to a couple of houses and seeing their sweet faces in their costumes. Most likely, my husband and I will not wear costumes, though quite possibly our children will choose costumes for us by giving us cat ears or a firefighter's hat or other such accessories from their dress up box. And who knows, once the children are sleeping in the quiet of the night, maybe my spanking fantasy will come true. Only time will tell...

Dove: It's only just really starting to take off here in Australia and, in fact, the last two years is the only time we have had kiddies turn up at the door to 'trick or treat.' I make sure I have something for them now, but I didn't think of dressing up myself. I will have to think of something, but whether I'll get a spanking for my trouble is anyone's guess.

Mary: Halloween is one holiday that we have yet spent together. It always seems he is out of town. But I can see some ideas from the trick or treat theme. I loved Tom's story of saying they were in costume at all the OTHER parties!! How fun!

Emily: I don’t have any major plans this year. My ex is taking our youngins trick or treating so I may have to come up with something. Get some friends together to go see a spooky movie or go to a haunted house or something. I don’t have any plans to dress up this year. For the past couple of years my coworkers and I have dressed up for work. We did pajama's one year and another it was 60's attire... You know, poodle skirts and such. I have lots of outfits I could wear but definitely not appropriate costumes to wear to work or out trick or treating with the kiddos. LOL

Morningstar: Halloween has lost its appeal for me specifically. Oh, there are costume parties we could attend here in the Great White North. But since most BDSM parties already greatly resemble a Halloween masked ball every weekend, Halloween holds no special thrill…

A few years ago though, Sir and I went to a private BDSM party and I dressed up as an angel, which raised more than a few eyebrows, trust me…

This year, I did find some interesting "Halloween" accessories (so to speak ) for Sir. I presented them to Him on Friday night. He dressed me up in them and took loads of pictures... If anyone is interested, I should be posting pictures of the result on Monday. It’s just a little introduction to Halloween fun in our condo in the Great White North!

Paige: Yup! I always dress up in something naughty! In fact, I dressed up for my hubby yesterday as a sexy cat! He absolutely loved my costume, and I absolutely loved the spanking I got!

Oh, BTW, I have a picture of the costume on my blog!

Hermione: I've put together a semi-kinky costume to wear to work. I'm going as "The Enforcer." Over black slacks and red sweater, I'll wear a sequined devil's tail and horns, plus a spiked leather collar and leather wrist bands. I have a small leather flogger to carry. This is pretty much in keeping with the job I have, and my work persona. At work, I would be perceived as a domme rather than a sub.

While costume shopping I also picked up a red and black feather boa and a serving wench costume of black velvet dress with a red bodice that laces up the front. I'll store these with the rest of my interesting play outfits.

We'll be going out for dinner on Halloween, and who knows what devilment we might get up to after.

LynLass: I went to a Halloween spanking party earlier this month dressed as Elphaba, the Wicked Witch of the West from the musical Wicked. Because I had the witch's hat that said "Wicked" that was purchased at the show, I really expected someone to notice what it said and decide that I needed a spanking because I was "wicked," but nobody did. I did get some very good spankings, just none because I was "wicked!"

Bonnie: Randy and I attended a (vanilla) costume party last night and it was great fun. I dressed as an elf. It was a real hoot. I wore a dark green leotard over lighter green tights. I then wrapped some green material around my hips to create a little skirt. I even found some pointed ears!

Randy, deciding to play off of my idea, donned a Santa suit. Apparently, they’re not at all difficult to rent in October. He made a very silly Santa, but it was good for a lot of laughs. More than once during the proceedings, our lecherous old soul felt the need to grope his trust elfin assistant.

When we returned home, playtime commenced almost immediately. I knew he would adore my costume. In his testosterone-clouded brain, tight spandex plus curved flesh equals spanking time. There was lots of rubbing, plenty of spanking, and a fine after-party celebration. At our house, Santa delivered his gifts a couple of months early!

Dave: I like dressing up as a Ninja for some reason. I’ve seen too many Kung Fu films perhaps. I guess it lets out my inner Bruce Lee.

Thank you all for your spooky spanko contributions! I hope you’ll all stop back next week.

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Poll: Your Halloween Spanker

Happy Halloween! Sometimes it's fun to be scared...

Which Halloween Spanker is Your Favorite? Schoolmaster with a Cane Gym Teacher with a Paddle Pirate with a Flogger Governess with a Hairbrush Lumberjack with a Switch Blacksmith with a Strap Current Results

Recap: MBS Sunday Brunch for October 29

Thank you to everyone who contributed to making this a wonderful brunch. Our subject was fantasy Halloween costumes. Here are your incredibly creative thoughts:

Jean Marie: At first, my mind landed on having Kyle be Bill Clinton to my Monica Lewinski. He'd wear a face-mask and a business suit. I'd wear a black dress and a thong (and some padding). At every house where we trick-or-treated, I'd give him head and he'd put a cigar tube in me, just like in Kenneth Starr's obscene book.

But this costume idea made we want to reveal more of my true self. My mind landed on something I've shared before. I'd dress-up in my pony girl outfit and wear it in public for the first time. The leather strap that goes between my legs would be all that "covers" my engorged pussy. It continues up the crack of my ass, leaving my buttocks bared to the dressage whip that Kyle would use on me as he drove me thru the streets at a prancing pace, my exposed breasts bouncing. A bit in my mouth keeps me from "whinnying" as the whip marks my backside. Blinders keep my eyes focused and hide my tears. At every house that asks for a trick, I'd kneel on all fours, Kyle would unbuckle the strap in back that holds the butt-plug tail in my anus, remove it with a soft pop, and spank my up-turned bottom hard. When I can't take anymore, I'd beg him to take me, and we'd butt fuck in public as Kyle rubbed my erect clitty and pinched my hard nipples mercilessly. I'd bite down on the rubber bit and cum. All of our neighbors mouths would be agape, as the prim and proper school teacher was exposed as the spank-whore/pony-girl slut that she is at heart, just like I imagine some of yours are now.

Paul: How about a Farmer and naughty Milkmaid? The Milkmaid and Cowherd are caught dallying in the hayloft. The Milkmaid, Sally, has been sentenced to be birched round the village, and the Cowherd to three days in the stocks.

It’s Halloween and the villagers all want to trick poor Sally, as she has a very sharp tongue and wasn’t shy about using it. Farmer John is dressed in his best. He is single and fancies Sally something rotten. John hopes that this punishment will teach Sally a good lesson and help her to lean in his direction.

Sally is dressed in a thin shift, which is rolled up at the back and tied thus leaving her comely arse and lower back bare. She isn’t looking forward to feeling the birch on her bum. However, there is a strange tingling between her legs.

It’s a chilly evening and Sally shivers as goose bumps grow on her buns, “can we get this over with?”, she asks, “I’m really cold.” “Don’t worry,” John replies, “You won’t be cold for long.”

They reached the first cottage. “Knock and ask,” says John. “Tttrick or tttreat,” quavers Sally at the grinning villager who opens the door. “Trick, of course,” he says. Sally bends over and grasps her ankles and John lays on six sharp strokes. “Oh God,” Sally thinks, “another nine cottages to go.”

Little does Sally know that John has a treat waiting for her at the farm.

Tigger: I asked my hubby what he would like us to dress up as, and he said master of the castle and serving wench! I, of course, absolutely love that idea!

We'd both be dressed accordingly, with my dress showing an ample amount of cleavage and a nice glimpse of leg, of course!

I would get lots of spankings, of course, for various things, most especially my impertinence! But my most favorite would be for spilling ale on him, quite unintentionally, of course! He would bend me over the table right there in front of all his guests and give me a very sound spanking on my bare bottom! Then he'd swing me up in his arms and carry me upstairs to his big bed where he'd make passionate love to me! *sigh*

Tiggr: Paul's story is too precious for words. Now I'm having a hard time concentrating. Thanks, Paul. *grin*

But seriously, I'd be Tigger (duh!!) and Dante, well, he'd be Pooh (see, he has these shorts... *bouncing away quickly*)

Susan: I would choose Arabic costumes. I would wear one of those all enveloping black robes, so that no one could know who I was. David would wear a sheik's costume, a scarf across his face. We knock, and announce, "Trick or treat? It’s a 'trick,' so I glide into the house, glance round the room, and find a convenient arm chair. I bend myself over its back, and here's the surprise, for a round hole has been cut in the back of my robe, through which my tight bare bottom protrudes. I tense in the darkness of my robe, and then gasp as a stinging whack lands. That must be our wood paddle. I get my six and then David helps me up and leads me and my smarting bum from the house.

The next one is 'treat', but it makes little difference to me. This time I touch my toes, and a suprised householder gets his treat by swiping the leather flogger across me, and he makes the most of it! There are a few more tricks,' and I bend over tables, stools and chairs for strap, brush and cane from David, then another 'treat' where I lie face down on the sofa, for a punishing meeting with a tawse wielded by a delighted stranger. At the next house, I lay myself over the fender stool, and the lady of the house attacks my poor bottom mercilessly with the paddle. The female is deadlier than the male.

By this time, my rear is so sore, I hardly know where I am going. "That's enough Halloween, please," I beg as I find myself sprawled over yet another sofa back, and then "Oooooh," as instead of another whack, a length of firm male meat, slides just where I want it, between my burning cheeks. The last trick or treat was our own home!

Kayley: If it's about spanking, I cannot pick the faerie anymore. :( I don't want to get spanked as a faerie. hehe

Hey! I know! I would be Maggie, from Runaway Bride, and I would wear sneakers! And Jack would be the one catching up on me and giving me a good spanking! I like that! Besides, I can be nicely dressed, but also my feet would feel comfy in my sneakers. I can run away before the spanking too!

Brat Scorcher: I would certainly welcome the sight of Jean Marie or Susan on my Halloween route.

We don't get nearly enough sexy little ponygirls. I'm sure when I would feed her several sugar cubes (or whatever it is that ponygirls fancy). She would scuff at the ground indicating her greediness for more. At this point, she would learn what happens to greedy ponygirls. The leather strap would be unfastened and momentarily drawn free from between the lips of her dripping pussy and from in between the soft cheeks of her bottom. Her pony tail plug would be slowly withdrawn from her tight little asshole thus making available her bare bottom for punishment. Twelve strokes with the cane will help teach our naughty ponygirl not to be greedy. What a difficult but effective lesson for a poor little ponygirl.

Mary: Wow, Everyone is in such feisty moods. How fun! I am a little less creative at the moment, so I will simply say "Thank you" to all those that posted such steamy versions of Halloween. Trick or Treat!

Bonnie: I’d like to try the caveman/cavewoman shtick. Picture Randy as a brutishly handsome primitive, complete with shaggy hair, a long beard, and an animal skin loincloth. As for me, I’d wear a little number along the lines of Raquel Welsh in 1,000,000 BC (I still have to wonder where her character got hair products).

As for the spanking, it would have to involve implements made from natural materials. A switch would be an obvious choice. However, an innovative cave man might be able to fashion a crude paddle using his stone tools. Either way, the evening would conclude with a growling, howling attempt to create a Cro-Magnon.

Maggie: We would have to be Tony and Carmella Soprano.

Tony comes down the stairs to meet Carmella and their guests for the annual All Saints’ Eve get together. He visits with the family and works his way around the room to the unknown guests. His eyes rest on several of the guests’ female friends. He watches their moves as they travel around the room.

Carmella making her way through the group, steps up behind Tony placing her hand on his lower back. Unnerved, Tony spins around to see the glare in Carmella's eyes. He tells her they have been through this before and that he is looking at nothing. He only sees her. She had been warned to knock off the jealousy bullshit.

Carmella tenses as she grasps onto Tony's arm full force with her newly manicured nails. She is supposed to trust him. He promised. He gave her the fur, the ring. He brought the new land. But she bristled. She looked in his eyes and swore every curse word she knew. It was all habit. He had been on his best behavior! She knew he was trying! But still, the old days nagged at her. With no thought to her actions she tossed her glass of wine into his face. Lightning sparked between the two of them. She knew that was the wrong move. Carmella's spine stiffened as Tony put a death grip on her upper arm and led her to the edge of the staircase.

As she placed her foot on the first step, Tony stopped her, no going any further. He looked at his guests and explained to them in a quiet voice, that it was time for Carmella to learn that she was his, and only his. And that he was her man, the one she could now trust and depend on. That this was a lesson for them all to share in. To show his loyalty to her and that there was to be no more doubting his word.

Tony took both of Carmella's hands and placed them on the stair rails. He could feel her body quiver. He saw the look on her face that told him she knew she had done wrong, she had jumped to conclusions that had no place in their lives, just as he had explained to her time and again. The games were over. She was his. He had warned her of this harmful emotion before. Now was the time for her to learn that they weren't a game. He loved her, and only her.

Tony whispered in her ear to hold onto the railing and to not let go. What was going to happen would solidify their relationship. It would prove that she and she alone was his.

Ignoring the guests in the room, Tony raised Carmella's dress up above her hips and held them there as his other hand unbuckled his belt and slid it, with a snap through the loops. Carmella's heart skipped a bit as her butt muscles clinched. With that pop, his friends turned to watch as the first stinging bite struck Carmella's extended bottom. The whole room was quiet with Carmella's first sharp intake of breath.

(IMHO Tony would be one of the world's greatest spankers!)

Elis: We don't role play so I haven't given it much thought and didn't think I would have anything to say at brunch today. But as I got to thinking about pretending to be anyone in the world I found myself torn between two famous couples -- Would I want to be Paul and Mel or Cassie and Tom? Tough choice!

Great job, everyone! See you next week...

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