If I'm not around much this week...

So much to, do so little time! My evenings are pretty predictable. Come home, go to the gym, veg out on the computer! My day have been messed up and will continue to be for a bit longer. This past weekend my cousin spent Saturday and Sunday night with me. I love her and was very happy to see her but I couldn’t sit and blog as usual. And anytime I am deprived of computer time I start to get antsy!!

But my cousin really did catch my attention late last night. Now although she is my 1st cousin she is not someone I grew up playing with. She is 77 now and all her kids are older than I. She has been a widow for about 6 years now and she began talking about a ‘boyfriend’ of course she spent more time telling me how there was not really anything between them but my ear could hear through what she was saying. I don’t know which surprised me more that she has a ‘gentleman friend’ or that she told me about it. She asked me not to mention it to any of her children but obviously she wanted to talk about it a little. I would love to see something bloom.

Now the other reason I can’t be on as much as I want in the next week. I am off to Florida again! For those of you who were not around last year you need to go read here to see what I am up to. Yes! I am crazy and I know it but going to Disney World with over 100 twelve year olds is something everyone should experience!

We are leaving Thursday night at 9 PM, driving all night and seeing the first place we visit all day Friday before me hit the hotel. We go out to supper that night and the next day at one of the big parks. Saturday morning we head to the last amusement park to stay all day before boarding the bus and driving all night to arrive hope at 8 AM Monday morning. Can you say exhausted?

So I will be getting ready for the next few nights as well as trying to decide whether or not to take my laptop. Obviously I will not have much time on it but it relaxes me more than anything else I can think of. I will call Nick and Eva of course but your emailing calms me too. But I wouldn’t want anything to happen it. Guess I’ll decide at the last minute.

Never worry though; Eva has said she will help me get our Fantasy Friday up while I’m gone. Don’t know if I will get the chance to post again before then or not but I can take all the prayers and good wishes you have to sent my way this weekend!!

Fantasy Friday Reveal

Didn’t you love that story!! I did! The idea of getting in trouble with a friend and being spanked together is an intriguing one. But the big question is – who wrote it?

In the voting Sara and Mina each got two votes and Lori three. But the majority believed it was Purple Angel with eleven votes. And true to form the majority was wrong!!! This wonderful story came from Mina!!! Now I want to know who voted for her because she tells me in looking at the result she voted for herself without meaning to, so only one other person got this right! Let us know who.

Mina blog, Wilhelmina Dreams, is a collection of spanking and erotic stories and you need to go by and check it out and help me thank her for this great story. And if anything seems familiar, well you have a good memory! Thanks Mina!!

Don’t forget to keep writing out there folks. We all want to read YOUR story!! Send it to elisspeaks@yahoo.com

Happy Birthday!!!!!!!!!

I have been thinking about my friend C.C. this week. She is having a fantastic birthday today. I think she is beginning what will be the most exciting and fulfilling year of her life. And that is not just based on her last few fantastic days. I would love to give her a special gift for this birthday. But what do you give some you love yet have never met. I had to think on this.

I decided to I want to tell her how I see her. No one really knows how they are viewed by others. I think we sometimes do better telling our friends what we think of them here in blogland than we do in person. But today to celebrate C.C. birthday I want her to know how I see her.



Now if only I can describe her! Long before I ever saw a picture of her I knew she was beautiful. I always pictured her has tall although Eva and I disagreed on this point. I was right; in fact we call her up and asked! But C.C. has always seemed magical to me. When I first began reading I was thinking “Wow! This woman is incredible!” I never commented at first because I was simply blown away by her intellect and was scared of feeling inadequate in comparison.

But C.C is a combination of so many things. She is as smart as anyone I have ever known. Her talents seem endless business women, mentor, photographer, web designer, counselor, writer and dear friend to name only a few.


So when reading her posts she seems artsy, intellectual, ethereal even and then in her next post she would discuss spanking, blow jobs, odd angles for having sex and some of the all time hottest sexiest stories I ever read….

ROFLMAO! It was like Julie Andrews showing her boos in that movie. It was often a delightful shock!! She was just like us and I loved it! I have gotten to know C.C. pretty well. I have had the privilege of talking with her on the phone and I fully intend to meet her some day. Who wouldn't want to get to know so many women rolled up into one gorgeous package?


C.C. as you begin your exciting year of change I want you to ring every drop of good out of it. I wish for you every dream you have ever had for your life to begin coming true this year. And I want to hear about every exciting bit of it!

Happy Birthday friend,
I love you!

Don't forget to go back here to read Fantasy Friday! Vote people, vote!

Fantasy Friday - Two in the Bush

My readers and fellow bloggers always come through for me!! Thank you! I didn’t have a Fantasy Friday for this week until late Wednesday night but we have it today!! Enjoy…

Two in the Bush

Julie and Jayne sat together enjoying a coffee break after four hours of shopping.

“OK, now remember when we get back, not a word to Barry about the chocolates or shoes,” said Jayne.

“He'll figure it out, he always does. As soon as he asks me anything I'll just blurt it out,” said Julie, already agitated.

“I'll drop you off home then.”

“It's already arranged, I am coming for dinner, remember. He will think it strange if I am not there.”

“We're in trouble.”

“Yes, we are.”

“I have an idea; we'll leave the chocolates and shoes outside in the shrubs and retrieve them the next day.”

“Alright,” agreed Julie, knowing disaster loomed.

Jayne had an issue with chocolates and Julie with shoes. Jayne had asked her husband Barry to help her with it and had agreed it would be dealt with through disciplinary spanking, something that was a part of their marriage for various things.

Julie who had an issue with shoes had split from her partner and had asked Barry, with Jayne's permission, to be her disciplinarian as she felt she needed someone to help her keep a handle on some things in her life.

They arrived home before Barry and had soon stashed the contraband into the shrubs as discussed. Feeling comfortable their deception would go unnoticed they prepared dinner together and delivered a delicious meal of grilled chicken, baked potatoes, fresh tossed salad and a mango mousse for dessert. Everything was going well with light conversation over the dinner table after the meal had been consumed.

“Wonderful ladies, thank you,” Barry said

“You're welcome Barry,” said Jayne kissing her husband as she passed by him clearing the dishes from the table.

“Oh, I almost forgot, how was your shopping?”

“Great, I got a couple of new dresses and some other things I'll show you later,” Jayne said with a wink. Barry chuckled.

“Puleeease, do I have to listen to this? Get a room,” said Julie.

“What about you Julie, what did you get?”

“Oh, well, the usual, I mean some clothes and things,” Julie fidgeted as she spoke.

“What sort of 'things'...no shoes I trust?”

Julie went bright red. “No Sir, no shoes.” She wouldn't look at him and focused on Jayne who was stood behind Barry shaking her head vigorously in an attempt to shut Julie up.

Barry swung around to look at Jayne who had stopped shaking her head and was now smiling sweetly at him instead.

“So it's like that is it?” Barry asked.

“Like what darling? She said she didn't buy any shoes. Check her bags if you need to,” Jayne was trying to remain calm in the face of Julie's crumbling resolve.

“Hmm,” Barry sighed and pulled Jayne into his arms. “What about you? Did you buy any chocolate?”

Jayne gulped but kept her face steady. “No,” she squeaked out, her calm dissolving rapidly.

“Go get them, wherever they are,” Barry said sternly.

He knew when Jayne was lying and Julie's attempt was even more pitiful.

Jayne hung her head and retrieved the chocolates and shoes from the shrubs; Julie was already wringing her hands in anticipation of the punishment to come. With the goods laid out on the table their guilt was assured.

“What do you have to say for yourself ladies? Jayne?”

“I...I got them as a present for Aunt Mary's birthday and was worried you would think they were for me.”

“You want to compound your misdemeanors by adding further lies, and thereby adding to your punishment? That's fine with me.” Jayne winced at his words.

“Julie?” Barry turned to her next.

“I'm sorry Sir, they were just so lovely.”

“I know but you asked me to help you with this didn't you?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Alright then, I want you both over the back of the sofa.”


Jayne and Julie new arguing wouldn't help and were soon arranged, bottom up, over the back of the sofa. Barry was behind them before long with the punishment paddle, a large heavy paddle not used for 'good girl' spankings, occasionally the cane was used but only for severe infractions.

“Julie, how much did those shoes cost?”

“They cost sixty dollars Sir.”

“Then that's how many whacks of the paddle you will receive. Explain to me why this is happening.”

“Because I asked you to help me with my shoe purchases, Sir.”

“And?”

“And, because I broke the established rules. ”

“Good girl”

“Jayne, how much did the chocolates cost?”

“Ten dollars Sir,” Jayne was hoping that would mean only ten whacks but doubted her luck.

“Ten isn't enough and since you thought up a second lie I say ten times ten would be more appropriate.”

“Yes Sir,” Jayne said with an undertone of disappointment.

“You think I am being unfair young lady?”

“No Sir.”

“Explain why you are to receive punishment.”

“Because I bought chocolates when I said I wouldn't and because I asked you to hold me accountable.”

“And?”

“And because I didn't tell you about.”

“And?”

“Because I then lied to you.”

“Good girl,” Barry said softly, “are you both ready?”

“Yes Sir,” they said in unison.

Barry started in and gave both women twenty on their clothed bottoms as a warm up. With warm posteriors and minor 'ow's' being uttered the skirts were then pulled up and the panties down for the real punishment.

Alternating between the two they received twenty each until sixty were delivered, both of them already with tears of contrition flowing freely.

“Jayne, remain where you are.”

Julie had cooling lotion applied to her bottom and was allowed to pull her panties up and stand up.

“I'm sorry Sir,” she sniffed.

“I know you are,” said Barry, who then gave her a hug. “Everything is OK, all is forgiven.”

“Thank you Sir, thank you for caring.”

“You’re welcome, now I have further punishment for Julie, will you be OK to get home or do you want to stay over the night.”

“No, I'll be fine,” she smiled at him. “I don't really want to listen to Jayne crying any more.”

“Ok,”

“Night Jayne,” said Julie and Barry saw her to the door.

“Jayne,” Barry said in his most determined voice upon his return, “I want you to go upstairs, remove your clothing and lie face down on the bed in the usual position....understand?”

“Yes Sir.”

Jayne scurried upstairs with an already burning bottom and did exactly as she was told. She waited face down on the bed with two pillows under her hips raising her bottom up in the air. Barry came into the room a moment after she was ready.

“You've got forty more, young lady, and they will hurt. I am not impressed that you lied to me like that, right to my face.”

Ten harsh spanks were delivered to Jayne's bottom with her crying out with each one.

“I'm sorry Sir.”

“I know but I don't want you to forget this any time soon.”

Another ten with Jayne gasping through them.

“The shoes are one thing, the lying is completely unacceptable.”

The next ten were very hard and Jayne was sobbing uncontrollably but somehow managed to stay in position.

“I won't do it again Sir, I promise.”

Another five were delivered, the cracks resounding through the room.

“I think you believe that, Jayne, but for this to work we need trust. I can’t be forever wondering if you are telling me the truth or not.”

“No Sir.”

“The last five will be with the cane.”

Jayne's heart thudded in her chest but she had given herself into his care. “Yes Sir.”

Without further discussion the first strike landed and the second just below as Jayne cried out. Two welts appeared.

“You won't forget this anytime soon.”

“No Sir.”


Barry let her rest until her breathing was calm and delivered two more like the first two. Jayne jerked but managed to stay in place, her sobs coming in broken pants. Barry didn't wait this time and made the final strike. Jayne cried out and Barry immediately laid the cane aside and pulled her into his arms soothing and kissing her hair.

She sobbed quietly into his shirt for a while but felt a great relief and a feeling that she was free again. Hugging Barry fiercely she was thankful she had found a man who would give her what she needed.

Jayne felt an urge to thank Barry more intimately and helped him undress running her hands over his body, caressing and arousing him. Pushing him back to lay on the bed she kissed down his body stopping to take his erection into her mouth. His groans told her he enjoyed what she was doing and she worked her wet mouth up and down his shaft.

“No, baby, I want to be inside you.”

Gripping her waist Barry pulled Jayne up to him, she kissed him as she straddled him taking his full length into her warm body.

Barry cupped and pinched her breasts as she rode him to ecstasy where they peaked together. As racing hearts subsided Julie whispered, “I love you Barry, thanks for taking care of me.”

“I love you too, Jayne. I need to get some lotion on your stripy butt before you fall asleep on me.”

Jayne did indeed fall asleep while Barry rubbed the soothing aloe vera lotion all over her bottom and thighs, then tucking her in and snuggling in beside her he too drifted off to sleep.

Two for the price of one!! I loved it! Our choices and easy this week. I won’t make you make your own guesses this week but I may do that again some time. Several of you said that you liked that. Our choices today are all fellow bloggers and so you can go by and check out there writing before you vote. Problem is they are all fantastic writers so how are you going to know? It’s all a game folks!! Vote anyway, it fun!!

Here are your choices, Click on their names to see their blogs.

Sara

Mina

Purple Angel

Lori

Fantasy Friday Survey

Who wrote "Two in the Bush"? Sara Mina Purple Angel Lori Current Results

Confusion

I have not done well on my diet since Christmas; check it out at Todd and Suzy’s. Actually Christmas was alright. I think I kept the excessive eating to a minimum. But this last week was not good and I have been wondering why. As usual Eva and I were talking back and forth this evening and I was talking about this – why I couldn’t stop eating junk this week. I sent the following:

I don't even know any more (why I am overeating) and thinking about it confuses me so I stopped. Two people told me this morning how good I look. Why does that scare me to death? I need a shrink, wish you lived next door.

Her response was good but didn’t dig far enough. You know how sometimes you are upset or sad or but you can’t put your finger on the exact reason? I usually know when I hit the real reason because I get teary. That was what happened during my next email.

You were very close on that part but you didn't hit the reason I got fat in the first place – I think I was trying to avoid intimacy. That is not the case now at least not in the same way. We (you and I) don't discuss it as much as we used to but TTWD (this thing we do) is still very important to me and not just for play. The only time he takes it seriously is about the weight. If I lose all the weight will I lose that? I really think I just now realized this fear as I was writing...

My twin came back with the following.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh…. So now it makes perfect sense…..

Listen… if it wasn’t the weight then you would have had to find something else for him to focus on to keep TTWD going…. Like oh, I dunno… house keeping… there will always be something to improve on so when you meet your weight goal, just find another area that you want to improve on. No biggie… he’ll shift his focus easily and so will you. Do NOT sabotage yourself like this. There will be other areas to improve when you’ve finished this one.

I don’t know. But I’m pretty sure I know some of what Nick would say. He would say “How about losing that last 20 pounds before you worry about what may or may not happen then.” Do you SEE why I hate fighting with him in my mind?? He is so logical! He ALWAYS wins!!!

Another side of Nick

NOTE: I have nothing for Fantasy Friday this week. I just wanted you to know so that if any of you are polishing a story - polish fast. I sure would like to have one this week if we can!

Something happened at our house New Year Day that I haven’t blogged about yet. It was something I never expected to happen – ever – and it has taken while for me to get my mind around it. Eva was the only one to know when it happened and I found she had had a similar experience.

Nick and I have been married for 24 ½ years. I have known him for nearly 27 years but I had never seen this side of him. I never wanted to. I was in the bedroom when he came in and told me what he was going to do. I was shocked and just shouted “NO”. But he has already made up his mind.

I am still trying to adjust. I will tell you more later.






















Alright, sorry – the delay was Nick’s idea and he said I should wait and post it tomorrow! You see how cruel he can be? What was the shocking statement he made to me? Here are the words that stunned me “I’m going to shave my beard.” Now you have to understand, I love his beard! He has had it since 1978. I have NEVER seen him with out it and had no desire to!

Eva told me she was equally shocked when Adam shaved his mustache. She pointed out that men probably grow facial hair and then shave it off for the same reason. They grow it to make themselves look older and then eventually shave it off because they think it does!

Thank heavens Nick left his mustache and goatee. So the side of him (both sides actually) I had never seen was his face. I am still trying to get used to it. It feels strange when I touch his face. It is still catching me off guard when I look over at him. I have given him one warning though in case he thinks he is going any farther. I have never had sex with a man without hair on his face. I don’t plan to start now! Just a little FYI for him!

Fantasy Friday - the reveal

Okay I have a couple of thing to address before the reveal. First – can any one tell me how to get my blog to let people know when I have updated? It used to do it. It is working for some folks but not others. I have tried pinging myself but that doesn’t do it either. Suggestions? Anyway thanks to those of you that check by daily. But I really wish I could get blog roller to work for me.

Second and more important is a new blog on in our little playground. I think Lori first emailed Cassie but since then several of us have had the privilege of getting to know her. She and her husband are finding out, like so many of the rest of us, just what spanking can do to create a stronger marriage. Lori and her husband are both planning to contribute to the blog and I doubt that they even know how often the will up date at this time but click on Switching Gears and go check it out.


Okay folks now for the big reveal. I have never had a voting that was closer. I check my stats and lots of you read but few vote. That’s okay but I do appreciate those who did. The voting went as follows Carye – 3, Todd – 2, Scout – 3, David – 3, PK – 2, Adam – 5. Darn close don’t you think? But this time most of you got fooled, including my twin and Paul! I wrote 'Convincing Ali' folks; yep PK broke down and wrote one! See what happens when you don’t send me stories!! I am forced to take matters into my own hands! Fiction is not my strong suit so truly if I can do it so can you! I hope you liked it. And just a note to Adam, when you were here in October you did promise me a story – and I know you are a man of your word. So when Adam gets his story written and anyone else that has one sent it to elisspeaks@yahoo.com .

Convincing Ali - part two

I love our story this week! Now before you read this click here to go back and read part one first! Then be ready to vote!

Convincing Ali - Part two

By the time Bill’s birthday came the next week Ali was a basket case! She had read enough blogs by this time to know that many women said that the anticipation was worse than the spanking – she hoped so!

Dressing that night was tough. Looking through her drawer for lead-lined panties had been fruitless and it didn’t sound like she was going to be able to keep them on anyway. She settled for a matching set of bra and panties, lavender and lacy. Perhaps they would be a distraction and at least speed things on to the part of the evening that she looked forward to more than the spanking. Ali turned to stare at her reflection in the mirror. Who was she trying to kid. She was probably as excited about the spanking as Bill was now. Yes, she was scared but now she had to see what it was really like.

Next was trying to decide on panty hose, a garter belt and stockings or bare leg and sandals. ‘Great’ she grumbled to herself, ‘I haven’t found that post that gives the proper way to dress for a first spanking!’

As nervous as she was, opening the door and seeing Bill calmed her. His kiss, his touch, his taste and smell – everything about him had come to mean love and security to her. The wolf whistle and the admiration in his eyes gave her a small thrill too. “Good Grief, Ali, how am I supposed to keep my hands off you through dinner?” His hand gently massaged her ass as he whispered in her ear “I’m very excited about my gift”.

Ali tried to swallow a gasp at the flow of wetness between her legs at his touch. She had been this way for days. She seemed to be in a constant state of arousal, but she didn’t want Bill to think that the idea of a spanking was causing this! Okay, she had agreed to one spanking, but if he thought it was affecting her like this there was no telling where it might end!

They had gone to her favorite restaurant and she was sure the meal had been wonderful. But as they arrived back at Bill’s apartment Ali realized she has no idea what they had talked about during dinner. Bill didn’t have any doubt where Ali’s mind was as they ate. With a light kiss and a hug Bill took her hand and led her to the bedroom. The first thing she spotted was an armless chair and an ottoman sitting beside it. Bill looked at Ali and laughed. “Honey, this isn’t an execution, it’s a birthday spanking! You don’t need to look so scared. What are you thinking right now?”

“I was thinking that I should be dating an 18 year old instead of someone 37!”

Bill laughed and gave her another hug. “Don’t forget the one to grow on now! And don’t think the warm up counts either!”

“Warm up? But… wait, you didn’t say…” Ali began sputtering. Bill raised his eyebrows and she quieted. “I’m in charge now honey and you have read enough to know that every good spanking begins with a warm up!”

Without further discussion Bill took the chair and guided Ali over his lap. Embarrassment was the first emotion for Ali. She was physically comfortable enough with her upper body on the low ottoman but over his knee, truly bottoms up just seemed to be such a submissive position.

“Honey,” Bill began as he started rubbing, I have wanted to spank this beautiful ass since the first moment I saw you. And with that he began a firm but not hard spanking over her loose flowing skirt. He’s not going to spank hard, Ali convinced herself, just before he increased the tempo. It didn’t hurt but he did have her attention and her attention increased dramatically as he flipped up her skirt. “So beautiful” he murmured as he began rubbing.

Ali was in such a state already that she blushed and could only hope he did not yet realized how wet she was. Suddenly the warm up took on a different intensity in both speed and firmness. This was really starting to sting as Ali began wiggling a little.

“So you’re starting to feel it are you?” She could hear the grin in his voice.

“Yes” she answered “are you sure this is a warm up?”

“Yes honey, I’m sure. You’ll know when I start spanking for real. For one thing a real spanking is not done with panties on! The stinging warm up lasted several more minutes and was intermingled with rubbing and squeezing.

When Bill finally slipped his hand between skin and panties Ali instinctively clamped her legs together. “You don’t want me to pull your panties down? Alright, maybe it would be better if you did it for me.”

Ali only had time to think “NO” before she found herself on her feet. Bill sat back with his arms crossed and looked pleased with himself. “Everything Ali, take off everything, I want to see all of you.” Ali had undressed in front of Bill dozens of times but never like this. She didn’t even try to identify her feelings. Looking down she quickly stripped down to bra and panties. “Wait” Bill commanded. “Look at me Ali, now keep going.” With some difficulty Ali looked directly into his eyes as she removed her bra and finally her panties.

Bill reached for her and again pulled her across his lap. The first 10 birthday spanks alternated on her bouncing cheeks and were noticeably harder than the warm up. Bill rubbed lightly as he asked “What do you think honey, can a spanking be arousing?”

Ali couldn’t make herself admit everything she was feeling. “No” she almost whispered “a spanking doesn’t excite me sexually.”

She jumped as Bill’s finger ran over her swollen, dripping clit. “Ali, don’t you know bad girls can be spanked for lying?” “No, wait…” Ali started. But Bill laughed and said, “it’s alright honey, I lied too.” He said fingering her more vigorously, “I’m not really 37, I’m really 73. But don’t worry you are holding up beautifully!”

The next 10 caught Ali in mid-giggle and made her gasp. This was really stinging! Bill concentrated the next 10 at the top of her thighs. “Ow! Stop” Ali gasped “Hey that hurts!”

“I must be doing something right! This is a spanking you know! You can do it honey – 8 more to go!”

The last 8 were right on the ‘sit spot’ and would be a reminder that she had really been spanked. “OWWWW, OWWWW!!!” came Ali’s gusty yells! Tears stung in her eyes but she wasn’t really crying.

It was over! She had survived and now only had to cope with what she was feeling. Nearly all these sensations had surprised her. But none more than her growing need.

Bill pulled Ali up into his lap as she caught her breath. “You okay” he asked. Ali nodded into his neck. Bill laid her on her stomach and quickly discarded his clothes. Ali squirmed as he rubbed her ass with cooling lotion, it felt good but she was tender. Her other feelings were surprising her with their intensity. “Please” she whispered “I need you inside me”.

Bill straddled his lover as his eyes swept over the beautiful sight before him. This beautiful women was his, this wonderful ass, turned a beautiful shade of red by his hand was his. All of her was his…

Pulling her to her knees Bill began rubbing his cock between her legs over her swollen, dripping lips as he reached to fondled and gentle pinch her nipples. “Please” she whispered again. Pulling her to him he entered her with a deep thrust as Ali gasped, pushing back loving the burning sensation on her hot ass. Another thrust and Ali came with more intensity than she ever had before. Bill could feel the strength of her orgasm and with one more thrust came deep within her as he let out a growl of passion.

Ali collapsed on the bed with her lover. Never, she thought, never had it been so good. Bill at her back held her firmly as he caressed her breast. As her breathing calmed he kissed her neck and spoke quietly “You’ve had your first spanking honey. What do you think?” Ali vaguely heard the word ‘first’ and smiled slightly to herself. Bill continued “Are you ready to be in a relationship that includes spanking?”

Ali’s head swam, filled with all she had read – erotic spankings, stress busters, discipline, punishment and wondered exactly what Bill was asking. Research she thought, as she turned to Bill “We’ll see honey, I think we need more research, much more research!”

I hope you enjoyed ‘Convincing Ali’! I just loved all the choices you came up with yesterday. You gave so many good one that I’m not sure who wrote it any more! Just kidding, I have it written down!

It seems from your suggestions yesterday that you were not even sure if it was written by a man or a woman so I have given you a mixed bag. I will tell you that every one of the choices has either written a story for FF or promised me one. Go on give it your best guess!

Fantasy Friday Survey

Who wrote 'Convincing Ali'? Carye Todd Scout David PK Adam Current Results

Fantasy Friday - Convincing Ali

Yeah! Fantasy Friday is back. Whenever I have stories I will be posting them and, Yes! I need more! But today we have a great one! Sit back, sip your coffee and enjoy!

Convincing Ali

Ali couldn’t help thinking that her life was nearly perfect these days except for one thing – spanking! She and Bill were so good together. They enjoyed the same activities, all their friends got along, and they ‘got’ each other’s humor. But this good, kind, loving man wanted to spank her. He had to be nuts if he thought she was going for that. She had been spanked enough as a child. How could anyone think that spanking was sexy or arousing? It was hateful, it hurt, and she would never tolerate it in their relationship! She had told him NO, why wouldn’t he accept that?

Bill knew he had found the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Everything about their relationship was perfect except for one thing – spanking! The first view he had ever had of Ali had been one of her bending over a low filing drawer at his accountant’s office. He had never seen such a beautiful ass! She stood and turned toward him and he had stared in frank admiration at her beauty. Her deep blue eyes and dark hair made for a stunning look. He had to know this woman and he asked her to lunch on the spot.

Ali had been just as stunned at seeing Bill that day at work. Never known for her shyness, she had accepted his lunch invitation on the spot and they never looked back. She knew what a find she had in him and their first few months together had been bliss.

Then a week ago, out of the blue, he tells her he wants to spank her. What kind of man says he wants to hit the woman he proposes to care for and expects her to embrace the idea? As Ali mused over her morning cup of coffee she began to wonder just how ‘out of the blue’ this really was. She had known he was an ass man. He loved to have his hands on her butt – in foreplay, love making or even just sleeping. He often gave her playful pats and slaps to her butt. But this was just too strange for her.

~~~oo000oo~~~

Bill wasn’t accomplishing as much as usual at work. He had finally brought up the subject of spanking with Ali and she hadn’t been at all receptive. She had seemed truly upset and one part of him wanted to tell her ‘Never mind, it’s not important’ but he knew that it was. He has had one failed vanilla marriage. They had been young and there were many problems. He knew spanking wouldn’t have solved them all but he also knew how much it would have improved the trust and communication in the marriage. Could he get Ali to understand?

That night Bill cooked supper at his place. He wanted Ali to be able to relax and talk to him. But as she had been all week Ali seemed distant and quiet. As they were cleaning up Bill stopped and took her into his arms. “Talk to me Ali!” He insisted. “What’s wrong?” Ali remained silent and looked down. Bill took her face in his hands and kissed her gently. Another kiss seemed to get more of a response and finally Ali melted into him and seemed to relax. Bill rubbed her back but as his hand gently began to caress her ass he felt Ali tense and pull away. “Ali, what…”

“I don’t want you to spank me!

“I didn’t! I …” Bill began.

“But you want to! And I don’t want you to – ever! And now every time you touch me I’m afraid you going to try… try…” Ali couldn’t keep talking because of tears.

“Ali? Come with me” Bill led her to the sofa and sat down facing her. “Ali you have to understand one thing right now. I would never, ever spank you without your consent. I do have a very different view of spanking than you do, but I am no bully! I would never try and force you to do something against your will. Do you understand?” Ali hadn’t realized how upset and worried she had been about all this until now. Knowing Bill meant exactly what he said she could relax. “Bill I’m sorry, I know you are no bully but this whole thing… I just don’t understand.”

“Ali will you do something for me? I have two calls I have to make for work. Will you read some things I’ve printed off for you? These stories might help you understand some about spanking and then we can talk.”

“Reading? Reading I can do! I’ll read anything you like!”

Bill reached into his brief case and pulled out several spanking stories he had printed off earlier. “Just read them honey. Then we’ll talk.” He gave Ali a kiss and left her.

For the next hour Ali was mesmerized by the stories Bill had given her. It was obvious that the women in the stories didn’t mind being spanked and did find it an incredible turn on. But of course these were only stories. She had read the first one quickly but slowed down after that and tried to let her emotions flow with the stories. Although in each there was implied consent, that did not mean each woman wanted to be spanked at that moment. There was as much nervousness, embarrassment, guilt, and there was passion and surrender.

Ali jumped as Bill spoke to her from the doorway. She was surprise at how the stories had made her feel. Her mouth was dry and the dampness between her legs was telling evidence that regardless of what she thought of the idea of spanking her body had reacted strongly to the stories.

Bill made no comment about the blush that spread over Ali’s face as he sat beside her. “Well, what did you think?

“I … um…, I have never read anything quite like it. Bill where did you get these? Do you really think that they were written by women? These seem like men’s fantasies to me, not the one who is getting the spanking.”

Bill laughed “They are written by women alright. You can meet them if you want to.”

“I can WHAT? Bill you know these women?”

Bill laughed again “They have blogs, Ali. And yes I consider many of them my friends but, no, I haven’t actually met any of them. There are many places on the internet where people go to discuss their feelings about spanking – how they got started, why they like it, why they feel it is so beneficial to their relationship. And I will show them to you tomorrow. But now I want to take you to bed! No spanking” he reassured her as she looked at him “Just sweet lovin’.”

Their love making that night was the best ever. Ali was embarrassed to realize how horny she had gotten from reading the stories but she wasn’t going to waste the feeling! Bill smiled to himself when they were spent and Ali was nestled in his arms. It was a start, they weren’t there yet but it was a start.

~~~ooo000ooo~~~

During the next two weeks Ali found herself pouring over the blogs Bill sent her to. She felt that she had stumbled into some type of parallel universe where pain became pleasure. She was shocked to find that the women who wrote these incredible stories were not 20 year old co-eds but grown, married women with children. She had made a comment or two and asked a few question and got back friendly words and helpful advice. But there weren’t any words that could change the fact that she just didn’t think she would ever enjoy being spanked.

Decision time came two days later. Bill had taken her to lunch when she remembered a question she had been meaning to ask “Hey old man, your birthday is next week, what do you want?” In the instant it took for Bill to look directly into her eyes she realized she has given him the opening he had been looking for.

“I want to give you my birthday spanking.”

Ali’s heart was thudding in her chest. She had known for a little while now that she was at least going to have to give this whole spanking thing a try. It looked like the time had come.

Taking a deep breath she answered “Okay, if that’s want you really want” she looked around quickly and lowered her voice “you can give me your birthday spanking.”

She couldn’t help grinning at the sparkle in his eyes. “Are you sure?” he asked “I could also use a tie I suppose.”

Ali punched him, and then said seriously “Now this is a one time deal, I haven’t consented for life or anything. And one more thing” she continued “I’m talking about your hand. No paddles, hairbrushes, belts, canes, bull whips, chains, or base ball bats – got it?”

“No bull whips or chains? I don’t know, it hardly seems worth it.” Bill sighed. “But seeing that you are a spanking virgin I think I can honor your request.”

“So you’ll be gentle?”

“Gentle, nope. It’s going to be a real spanking. But I promise it won’t be more than you can handle.”

“How do you know want I can handle?”

“Ali, spanking is all about trust. Do you trust me?”

Ali looked at him for a moment longer “I do. Bill I do trust you but this still make me nervous. Can you do it with my clothes on or will you do it… um, you know on the bare?”

“Now darlin’, isn’t every man allowed to unwrap his own birthday gift? Don’t worry about anything. I promise, we’ll both like my gift!”

Ali’s eyes shifted down and she nodded. But as she looked back at Bill the twinkle was in her eyes as she asked one final question “Now just exactly how old are you again?”


To be continued…

Alright no fussing! I am putting it up in two parts and if you don’t like it - spank me! The second half will be up tomorrow. I told Eva last night that one of the hardest things for me is coming up with good pictures. The second hardest thing is choosing who to put up as the possible authors. When I get the story and know who wrote it! It’s hard to come up with choices! So today leave a comment or email me and name two or three people you think could have written it. I’ll take your suggestions and give you 4 choices tomorrow. Now if you are the author you might want to leave a comment to throw folks off. I wouldn’t do this to you folks but you’re spankos – I know you like the pain! Come back tomorrow!

Off to a good start!

Yesterday! The last day of my vacation and the first day of the New Year. And boy did it get off to a good start! I was sleeping peacefully when Nick flipped back the covers and started in with the plastic fly swatter. That thing works pretty well for a warm up, until he started using the handle end! But like I said it’s been a long time and it felt great!

But then he pulled out my last Christmas gift! He told me he had picked something up that he wanted to give me when we were alone. Well I felt it before I saw it. I am now the owner of a bath brush! Wow! A very different feel, more thuddy than stingy. And of course it was when he was using this that he decided to discuss the laundry at the foot of the bed – and he hadn’t even read my post from Monday yet! That thing will get your attention! He was ‘asking’ if I thought I could get everything put away before I began talking to my ‘dotcomrads’ this morning. He kept using the brush until I yelled that I would get everything put away!

He rubbed by butt a while and then got out the vibrating plug. I was having a fine morning! He wasn’t quite finished with the spanking yet however and brought out his belt. He does know what I like! And he did it all! I am happy to report that our New Year did start off with a bang!

I am happy to say that my friends have been busy and Fantasy Friday will be back this week. For those of you still writing – thanks!!

2008

I have been thinking about my New Years Suggestion. Resolution sound so rigid! I never have been really good at keeping them. Of course I do plan to continue working on the weight loss. That’s a given, you can read about my thought on weigh loss, click here. But there are a few other things I would like to work on.

I just wish I could talk Nick into helping with the other things I want to work on. There has been a real lack of spanking over the Christmas break. I can’t blame Nick the children have done a superb job of tag teaming us! LJ has only been home about 4 or 5 nights on his break mean while Mollie has only been away from home about 3 nights, each of which was one of the nights LJ was here. There seemed to be kids everywhere! Can you say frustrated!!!?

I have even bratted much more than I normally do. Nick asked me if I was going to put my laundry. I grinned and said “Well I wasn’t planning to”. He asked why not and I said “Cause I don’t want to and you can’t do anything to make me with the kids around!” He threatened to go find a quiet cattle prod, but he didn’t! True, this might come back to haunt me some day but I am living dangerously!

I am sure there are resolutions Nick would like me to make. Things I could surely do better here at the house. If he comes up with suggestions that he would be willing to back up as he has the weight loss I will be glad to give them a try! I would be happy if he would just help me be consistent in taking my vitamins and calcium that I am supposed to be taking!

I know, I know he can’t be consistent if we aren’t alone. But a girl can dream can’t she?

No matter what we have had a fantastic year!!! And I believe next year will be wonderful too! And I hope each and everyone reading here has a wonderful New Year too!!

Who is this woman?

I think I am having an identity crisis. I have known who I was for 20 years or more. I wore my hair in a short curly perm. As I got heavier I dressed for comfort. I raised my kids. I avoided touch. I wasn’t wild about sex. I liked many people but I didn’t have really close friends. You know most of this changed when I came out to Nick about spanking.

After changing my feeling about being touched and sex completely I guess the first physical change was letting go of the perm. My hair is not long or anything but much better and I have had more complement on the change than I could ever have imagined! The weight loss had been slow but steady so that people are really beginning to notice.

I have friends now. I mean real friends. People I would trust with my deepest secrets and are there for me when I am happy, when I am sad, when I am mad – any time. Lately Nick has begun calling all of you my dotcomrades!

But what I did yesterday takes the cake for wild and crazy changes. I am no teenager like I said I dress for comfort but lately I have been paying a little more attention. As I have lost weight I have wanted to look a little better. After all I can’t let Eva (who is now officially the little sister) get too far ahead. I get to see pictures and she looks good!!!

Let me show you the shoes I wear to work all the time and most every where else for that matter.




When I would get fancy I would wear these shoes to church.



Remember folks I go for comfort!

But yesterday Nick to me to the mall and what I came home with – well I just can’t believe myself!! LJ called while we were shopping and asked me what we were doing. When I told him what I had just bought he said “I gotta see this!” and came to the mall to join us. So I wanted you all to see just how much I’ve changed. Who is this woman?? Scroll down

I found it !

Yes! I found it! Don’t laugh and Eva don’t tell me I told you so but it was under my bed. I never hide gifts under my bed. For one thing there is no room. The only thing I keep under there is our toy box. But for some reason I put it there and totally forgot it. I probably wouldn’t have found it until next year if I hadn’t made the strange choice of deciding to put away all the clothes that somehow make their way to the foot of our bed and pile themselves up. Of course I would straighten this area more often if my sweet husband would give me a little motivation to keep it neater. Since he doesn’t I assume he like the clothes piled at the foot of the bed. And who am I to change things if he is happy with them?

Anyway the game is found and if LJ grants us another visit before he returns to college I’ll give it to him! We played the game at my sisters – Apples to Apples – and it is lots of fun! Give it a try some time.

I am so sorry I do not have a Fantasy Friday story for you this week. Truly the cupboard is bare. I want to thank all of you who have helped out by contributing a story already!!! But don’t give up now, several friends have promised stories and I just know there are still other out there who are writing and wanting a place for other to read their stories. And folks – here is the place! So please continue to check each Friday. Any time I have a story I’ll sure post it. And you are welcomed to send a story for Fantasy Friday. Send it to elisspeaks@yahoo.com

Happy Christmas

I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas, survived the stress and the over eating and got all the toys you wanted. My Christmas was very nice. As usual Santa came and exploded in my living room.

Go ahead and tell me I am crazy but we got Mollie a laptop. To be honest I am not sure why. I mean I know part of the reason is because she can use one more and more with her school work. She is really doing well at school, better than in years past. I know a laptop will help but the real reason… she was driving me crazy wanting to use mine! There are two things I am not willing to share – Nick and my computer. Yes there are rule and guidelines going along with this gift and I will be doing a lot of monitoring. I hope we haven’t made a mistake.

Have you ever gotten a gift for someone and then Christmas morning you couldn’t find it? This is driving me nuts. Back around Thanksgiving LJ mentioned that he would like to have the game ‘Apples to Apples’. I happened to be shopping on Amazon when he said it so I clicked on it and ordered it for him. I came and I wrapped it.

Fast forward to Christmas afternoon, we are at my sisters, Collin was with us and his mother had gotten him that game. He brought it in for all of us to play. I said “Wait, LJ I got you that game. But you didn’t get it this morning did you?” Nope he hadn’t gotten it. I just assumed it hadn’t gotten under the tree and we would find it in the room where I kept all the gifts when I wrapped them. But no! That darn game is nowhere to be found!! We have looked every where, under the furniture, in closets, in the basement where we had put empty boxes!!! I can’t think of anywhere else to look! I know I am not crazy! I ordered it, I remember it coming, I remember wrapping it! Now where is he darn thing???

But other than that it has been a great Christmas. My cold hasn’t gone but I think I am going to beat it eventually. So how was your Christmas? And if you snuck in here and took LJ’s game, please bring it back.

FF Reveal

I loved the poem I got to post this week for Fantasy Friday! It was original for FF and I felt very honored that a dear friend sent it to me! The votes for three possible authors were close. Bonnie did get the most votes with 39%, next was C.C. with 30%, Purple Angel got 22 % of the votes and last came Grace with 9%.

As has been the case lately most of you were fooled. The fantastic author of “Twas the Night Before Christmas – or was it?” was none other than Grace!! Now for the biggest question – were we able to fool Eva? I don’t know. When I first ask her she was deciding between Bonnie and C.C. but went I asked for her final vote last night she said Grace. Now Twin are you really as smart as I have always said you were or have you been talking to Grace behind my back? And if you were the second vote for Grace who else got it right? Let’s hear it folks who gets bragging rights this week?

Grace the poem is excellent and I thank you so very much for contributing!

As it stands at the moment folks the FF cupboard is bare. Next week is a holiday week and many of us will be out and about but with luck more stories will come in soon. (Yes I am talking to YOU!) If you find any time to write I will be happy to hear from you!! Send any stories to elisspeaks@yahoo.com

And a very Merry Christmas to you all!

One Winter evening

I guess I gave Nick and the kids an early Christmas present. I have laryngitis big time and haven’t been able to fuss, yell or boss anyone since Thursday. I haven’t even been able to talk to LJ much at all since he has been around. But I have been having fun anyway we have gone out with friends and had a big family party I just had to whisper and write notes.

I usually go to bed pretty late but since I have been feeling pretty bad I went on around 11:00 (that’s early for me). But not long before 1:00 AM LJ calls my cell phone. Now strangely enough this didn’t scare me I was just trying to grab the phone before it woke Nick. LJ was telling me something utterly unimportant in the long term and could certainly have waited until the next day. But Nick had the normal rush of adrenaline that accompanies a 1 AM call when you child is out near the holidays on rain slick streets.

We turned the TV back on to try to lull us back to sleep but it wasn’t really helping Nick any so I began thinking ‘since we are awake anyway…’ I did a little tentative research to see if Nick was interested and it seems he was! In fact he got very interested and got up to find the heavy wooden school ruler I had brought home. It seems that he had a couple of issues to address while he was at it. I had forgotten to do my assignment (which he insists I still do and I am grateful to him for insisting on it) and he also thought I had been a bit snappy when he has ask me something earlier in the day. Not true!!! I never snap!! And I could hardly talk anyway! His ears must just be sensitive. So he was giving the new ruler a good work out and I loved it. Of course during one break I, being a loving wife, reached back to show my appreciation and accidentally knocked the ruler off the bed. Nick took that to be intentional and let loose with a stinging volley. As Nick said last night we were having so much more fun that we would have had sleeping!

The funs continued a while longer and as we were finally snuggling down to try sleep again Nick said “Well I guess you saved the boy this time.” Well I was doing it for us but, hey if I ended up saving my boy in the process so much the better!

Now if you haven’t read Fantasy Friday this week go HERE and please don’t forget to vote. You may not know who wrote it but I love knowing your guess!!

Fantasy Friday -Twas the Night Before Christmas... or was it

I love today’s Fantasy Friday! A friend sent this to me about 2 weeks ago. The author told me she had written it just for FF and I have to say I was honored. A very Merry Christmas to you all.

Twas the night before Christmas...or was it?

Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
Except for a spouse!

The paddles were hung
In the closet with care
In hopes that a red bottom
Soon would be there.

The wife was a nestled
All snug in the corner
While visions of swats
And how many were wondered.

And Mamma in her tee-shirt
And I with my bats
Were just settling in
For some long and hard swats

From out of the corner
There rose such a clatter
When I said it was time
And in my hand was a swatter.

Away from the corner
She flew like a flash
Pulled down her panties
And bent over, at last.

Her butt was like moonlight
On new fallen snow
Gave luster of mid-day
To eyes all a-glow.

When, what to her wondering
Eyes should appear
But a paddle of wood
A big subject of fear.

With the first little slap
So lively and quick
I knew in a moment
She’s probably quite slick

More rapid than eagles,
The spanks how they came
She cursed and shouted
And called me bad names

Ouch, meany, Ow, wieny,
Oh please stop, it hurts
Eeeeouch yes sir, screech, no sir
She sputters and spurts

From the top of her tail bone
To the top of her thighs
Now spank away, spank away
Spank low and high

As with a very sore bottom
Her screams echo the sky
Her bum meets with the paddle
The slaps echo and fly

So upping the tempo
The paddle, it flew
With a fast paced staccato
And some rubbing too

And then in a twinkling
I heard a low moaning
The prancing and pawing
Of feet and of clawing

As I drew in my hand
And was starting to slow
Down put the paddle
And the hand was a go

My hand started slapping
From tushy to thigh
And her screams turned
To panting, and then a big sigh

A bunch of hard slaps
I had put on her bottom
And she looked like a
naughty girl, just like she oughta

Her eyes, how they twinkled
Her dimples how merry
Her bum was like roses
Her bottom like a cherry.

Her droll little bottom
Tightened just like a bow
And the skin on her thighs
Was as white as the snow

The stump of a paddle
Held tight in my hand
And I swore there was smoke
From her bottomy land

I had a broad smile,
At the buttocks that shook
When I smacked and I slapped
And I spanked and I cooked

Her bottom was chubby and plump
A right sore was her self
And I laughed when I saw it
In spite of myself

With a wink of my eye
And a twist of my wrist
Soon gave me to know
She couldn’t resist

I spoke not a word
But went straight to my work
And filled all the white spots
Then turned with a jerk

And laying a finger
Inside of her place
I gave her an orgasm
And made her heart race

Then we sprang to our bed
And our bodies did whistle
So away we both flew
Like the down of a thistle

But I heard her exclaim
as we both were entwined
Happy Spanking to all
And to all, a good night!

Now that put me in a Christmas mood! Actually that put me in the mood for lots of things!! Any ideas folks?? I am making it tough this week by putting some of our best writers up. Here are your choices folks Bonnie, Grace, C.C., or Purple Angel. I told you it was going to be tough. Please vote!! Drop by on Christmas Eve to find out for sure!!

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