A walk in the woods

We had a man write a FF for us this week so please go here to read if you haven't already. Have no idea who wrote it?? Vote anyway. It lets us know you are reading! On to my weekend! And BTW Nick or I one took all the pictures in this post.

I have has a wonderful mother’s day weekend so far! Well actually I have had a pretty good week. I have been fighting a cold or allergies but I think we have found a treatment. Mollie was babysitting when I got home from the gym Wednesday night and Nick remembered the old saying “Spank and cold, starve a fever” so we gave it a try! And what do you know; I was feeling much better in no time. And after the wonderful spanking there was some really good loving – I mean really good – at least until the FedEx man showed up. Now if this were a good Fantasy Friday story it could have made an interesting three way but since we are not into that in real life it was a bit of a bother.


As for my children this Mother’s Day - LJ had thought about coming in for the day but he wanted to be back at school for graduation and then be home for good on the 16th. With him coming that soon I told him not to use the gas. But Saturday morning I received beautiful roses from LJ and Colin. My boy is growing up! Mollie went off to visit a friend Saturday but she will spend Sunday with me. Just Nick and I alone, we tried to make do.

My Saturday morning got off to a rousing spanko start when Nick woke me with the hair brush. That will most definitely get your attention! I decided it might be a good morning to go to the gym. When I got home Nick asked me if I would like to the mountains and hike around one of the lakes in the area.


The weather could not have been more perfect, the temperature was in the high 60's. The sun was shining on the water as we headed out on the 2 ½ mile trek around the lake. There were a few others hiking and some folks canoeing on the lake. It was a great walk, but not one I think I could have done a couple of years ago so I was really enjoying it. The last time we went on a walk in the woods we were with Eva and Adam. As we went down the path Nick commented “You know Adam would already be looking for switches.”


The path was pretty clear and I was content to stick to it but Nick wanted to explore. So I innocently followed him into the woods. He had gone a fair distance when I wanted to stop; getting lost is not one of my favorite things. But he turned with a grin and said “I was just seeing if we might come across a fallen log.” Oh boy, Nick was in a mood.


You see I didn’t get my assignment done yesterday but I told Nick I would get it done last night. So he asked “Did you send me your assignment yet?” The answer was ‘not exactly’. Well we didn’t find a fallen log but a nice tree to lean against. It was very strange to be out side and hear his belt come through the loops of his jeans. I got a couple of licks before I got a kiss and he decided bare was better. So my wonderful day included getting my bare butt beat with the belt in a nice woods setting. And as we walked back to the trail Nick commented "I think Adam would be proud."

I have to say that this was one very good Saturday and now I need to get to work on that assignment!! I hope all your Mother Day celebrations are just as good!

Fantasy Friday - OTK

Isn't it great to have a good story to look forward to on Friday mornings? I think it is a wonderful start to a great weekend. Got another good one for you today folks! And a big thanks to everyone who had contributed lately. Relax and enjoy another great Fantasy Friday!!

O T K

They had been High School sweethearts and now Donna was minutes away from getting married to the man of her dreams. Jim was already dressed in his tuxedo thinking of what his bride would look like standing at the alter next to him. He had visions of what his wedding night would be like with this beautiful woman. Jim did not know it but Donna had the same thoughts running thru her head.

Donna had told Jim years ago what those playful swats he gave her on her butt did to her. They were not really into spanking but he had promised her on there wedding night he would do whatever she wanted to please his new bride. The thoughts of what she wanted him to do was making her moist between her legs. Jim had been on the computer reading up on spankings and had actually found a chat room on the subject. For the last several months and had learned a great deal he thought on how he could please the woman he would spend the rest of his life with.

The ceremony was about to start and he watched his bride to be being escorted to him by her father. It was beautiful an outdoor wedding and the weather could not have been better. As the minister finished the ceremony and he told Jim he may kiss his new bride. He smiled at Donna, told her he loved her and they kissed passionately. He then whispered in her ear "You will receive you first spanking tonight". Donna then gave Jim another kiss and they turned to walk away as man and wife.

The wedding reception was just as wonderful as the ceremony itself. The happy couples were dancing and Donna whispered to Jim I have a surprise for you but not until this evening. She asked Jim what kind of spanking she was going to receive and Jim just kissed her and told her one that she would remember always.

The drive to the hotel had taken a couple of hours and when they reached the door of there suite they kissed each other with hunger for each other. Jim opened the door and picked her up and carried her to the bed. The bed was covered in rose petals. There were vases of dozens of roses thru out the room and a table with champagne being chilled and a box.

Jim was sitting on the edge of the bed as Donna came out of the bathroom. He stood up and could not believe how beautiful she was. She was wearing nothing but a orange G-string panty. They only took two steps to each other and there mouths met. Jim's hands were slowly massaging Donna's back and then down to her butt as they continued to kiss Donna let out a little moan. Jim's mouth then found her nipple and then the other. He slipped down to his knees as his mouth continued to explore her body and his hands massaging her butt. Donna thru her head back and her breathing was labored as the feelings raced thru her body and ended between each leg.

Jim grabbed each side of her panties and pulled it down as Donna stepped out of it. Jim's eyes met hers as she told him, I told you I had a surprise for you. She had shaved clean her pubic area and as his mouth kissed her there her knees buckled. Jim got up and led he to the bed reached down and picked up the box and gave it to her. Inside was a leather paddle and etched into it "forever my love". Jim reached for Donna and put her over his knee and started to rub her butt all over and then his hand came down on her with the first swat and the another. He continued for several minutes with his hand and then picked up the leather paddle.

Donna was in another world. She had no idea what she had wanted for so long was making her feel like this. As the paddle came down again on her red marks were beginning to show on her butt and Jim stopped to massage her and ask her if she was ok. Her response to him was not to stop "please don't stop". Jim continued and with each swat the leather made her moan. Jim took his other hand and found out how wet she was, him not knowing she had already had the first of many orgasms to come that evening.

Jim could wait no longer and laid her on the bed and entered her. As they made love together as man and wife they both exploded together and then they held each other and told each other how much they loved each other.

That was ten years ago today. The paddle is well worn and is kept in the night stand next to the bed. Donna is waiting for the love of her life to return from work and all she has thought about today is how Jim makes her feel when he takes her over his knee. As the door opens she gets up to greet Jim with her panties soaked with the thoughts in her mind of the evening that was to come.

~~~oo0oo~~~

Now this story describes a great day in a spanko’s life. And I am happy to say that we have one of our men folk writing today. So who do you think wrote this little gem? It could be Marcus sharing his talents again. It might be Mthc sweet husband David? Maybe Kallisto’s hubby Spanky wrote it? Or maybe my Nick dusted off his pen and wrote it for me. It’s up to you to vote now, good luck!

Fantasy Friday Survey

Who wrote "OTK"? Marcus David Spanky Nick Current Results

Thinking of blogging?

Bonnie is so good at promoting new blogs. Todd and Suzy also highlight good blogs on their site. I like to go by and check out these sites once they point them out. I almost never find a new blog without someone else pointing it out to me. If you notice my blogroll is fairly short. Although there are many more good blogs I usually don’t put something on my blogroll unless I plan to go there daily.

So I got to wondering what is it that draws me to a new blog and keeps me coming back. People blog for different reasons. I blog for the interaction with other. Sex and spanking are not my only interest (honest), but that is the underlining focus of my blog because this is the only place I can openly discuss these things. And while no one should be blogging for the comments, I have to say I love comments!! I don’t care if someone agrees or disagree. I just want to talk with others. If I didn’t want comments I could just mindblog and save myself the trouble of typing.

So to those of you thinking of starting a blog or have a young one here is my advice.

• If you want to write a spanko sex blog but don’t think you will have enough to write about – jump in anyway!! All I had when I started was a ton of questions and a burning desire to talk with other who understood my desire.

• Realize it is fine to stay strictly on topic or chose to combine sexy spanking stuff with talk of kids, laundry and work. There are great blogs that have chosen each route.

• If you want comments you need to comment on other blogs. I did this for a while before I started New Beginnings. This is a great way to get to know others out here and others can follow your comments back to your blog. Eva and I began our friendship because of a comment I left on her blog before I started my own.

• And to keep those comments coming respond to your comments anytime you can! That will bring me back to a blog quicker than anything. You won’t always have time to respond to comments but when you can, do! If I go to a new blog and leave a comment a few times and there is no response I usually won’t go back – not because I’m mad or anything but there are so many great blogs, I can’t go to them all. I am going to stay with the ones where I can talk back and forth with the writer.

• And the last and certainly the most important thing for creating a successful blog – write a Fantasy Friday story and send it in!

Okay so that may not make your blog a success but do it any way!!

This is advice from someone who is not an expert at anything and certainly not blogging, but if you are thinking of starting a blog – go for it!! We do have fun out here!!

Now what was it...

There was something I wanted to write about today and I just can’t remember what. I must have asked myself

times what it was and I can’t think of it. I thought and thought I bet I bugged Nick


times to help me remember. But no luck. He finally yelled “That’s the




time you have asked me that same question! Enough already”. I turned to Eva. I knew she wouldn’t yell I always ask her at least



questions a day so she is used to it. But sadly she couldn’t think of it either. I guess our poor memories comes from being over


Finally, nearly

minutes later, it came to me! Today is Graces’ birthday!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRACE!! I love you and wish I could be there to help you blow out the candles. Maybe the swish of the paddle will help blow them out. Anyway, have a great day.



By the way, which birthday is this anyway??

Fantasy Friday - the reveal

I told you this was a good story. We all love birthday spankings, regardless of who is behind the planning. Looks like I was the hands down favorite this week. However, it wasn’t me folks. But that is why I put myself into the line up. I know it sounded like me. But one of my friends our here is a lot like me in her feelings about love and spanking. This weeks Fantasy Friday came from Terpsichore! And since her birthday just passed this story is probably close to her heart. Thank you Terpsichore! You did a great job!! Please write more!

As usually when I get really low on stories a couple of friends have come through for me. A big thanks to them and here is hoping that several more of you are out there writing now. Please send your stories to elisspeaks@yahoo.com

My day off

There is a great Fantasy Friday up this week! Go here if you haven't had the chance to read it yet. And please take the time to vote and you are welcomed to email me your vote if you would like to. Being the detail whore that I am I love to know why you vote the way you do!

I had a most interesting Thursday. I played hooky from work. Shame on me I know but sometimes you just have to. One of my favorite authors was going to be in a near by town and I wanted to meet her. I ask my good friend Mur to go with we and we would have lunch later. Actually she had been encouraging me to play hooky one day for a while.

We headed out visiting as usual. But she soon started answering me with very short, sometimes one word answer – very unlike her. I was beginning to think she was feeling bad because she always talks! But then when she ignored one of my questions completely I looked over and she was asleep. Then I knew she was just not feeling well. Nick laughed when I told him my first concern was her not talking much. He said that could be a symptom for me too. But not the sleepiness, in a car I can fall asleep backing out of the driveway (and that when I’m driving)!

When we arrived at the book store and I tried to wake her up I knew we had a problem. She would talk but it didn’t make sense and she couldn’t seem to keep her eyes opened. I got her husband on the phone to see if she was on some new medicine that could be causing this. When he said “No, get her to the hospital” I got there in just a few minutes. She seemed perfectly content, not at all curious as to why we were in a hospital she could not tell them her birthday and in answer to their questions told them it was the 24th (it was the 1st), and that it was Monday (it was Thursday) and that it was 1991.

I stayed with her until her husband that there. The doctors, fearing a stroke had seen her at once. She was answering much more clearly after 15 minutes or so. In fact she was teasing when she shouldn’t have been. As her husband came in the nurse asked “Can you tell me who this is?” She looked at him and said “I’ve never seen him before in my life.” I could tell by her tone that she was kidding so I tapped her on the foot and said “Mur, tell the nurse who this is.” She smiled and said “This is my husband, Will.” But she was thinking slow, not slurring her speech but thinking for a long time before answering and talking slowly.

I left soon after as they started even more test. Late that afternoon Mur called me, apologizing profusely. She seemed fine but couldn’t remember anything about the day from about 10:30 until around 5:00. It was a PSI or mini stroke. This could indicate more problems to come or she might never have a problem again, hard to tell and scary. Another thing I think about is that on most of our outing she drives, this time I just pulled up behind her car and told her I would drive. Glad I did!

So that was my day off. I think for stress relief I might as well go to work!!

Fantasy Friday - Birthday Wish

You will fine one of my favorite spanking themes in this weeks Fantasy Friday. I mean who doesn’t crave a good birthday spanking? And I think this is an especially good one. Enjoy the read and let the author know if you like it!

Birthday Wishes

"Here" she said, passing him two boxes wrapped neatly in silver paper.

"But it's your birthday" he replied looking at her confused.

"I know" she smiled sarcastically. "When was the last time you bought me a birthday gift?"

"Now that's not fair," he laughed. "I've brought you home flowers before and given you a card,” but the twinkle in his eyes showed that he knew it had been a long time.

"Well, these gifts aren't flowers but I promise I will enjoy them...and hopefully you will too...if you choose to open them." She smiled seductively and gazed into his deep blue eyes. "Open the smaller box first."

"What exactly are in these boxes?" he asked intrigued.

"Only one way to find out" she giggled nervously as she left the room. "Have a good day at work."

"I love you”, he called as he heard her run up the stairs.

"I love you too," she yelled back.

"Happy Birthday!"

Sarah and Chris had dabbled in erotic, playful spankings for a while as a way to spice up their marriage. They had been together a long time and they were happy - or they thought they were. They had a relationship based on love and friendship. They had the family they always dreamed of. They had a place to call home, careers they enjoyed, and amidst the every day challenges they had established a good life for themselves and their family.

However, in the process, they had lost themselves. They were so busy being parents and other roles they had to play day to day that they had forgotten who they were as a couple. Since they started spanking this all had changed. Sarah had always known she had a desire to be spanked, only she never knew how to express it. She felt embarrassed, confused, and ashamed. Why would she want to feel so submissive and vulnerable?

So she kept her fantasy a secret. Chris always loved giving Sarah love taps whenever she turned away or bent over in an inviting position. One day, she decided to share her secret. A whole new world opened to them. They started to fall in love with each other all over again. Now every year since she could remember she longed for the man she loved to give her a birthday spanking and every year she would tease and say "So I'm ready for my birthday spankings" and Chris would oblige with a smile and a single smack. Sarah wanted more. Much more. This year she had a plan. This year would be different...she hoped.

In the first box, Sarah placed a bottle of massage oil and a sexy red negligee with a note.
The note read:
My Birthday Wishes
1). I wish you would massage every part of my body, leaving nothing left unexplored.

2). I wish you would take a shower with me. I love when you wash my hair. And I promise to take care of you, too.

3). I wish for you to order me to put on the negligee. Do not ask me. Tell me with passion in your eyes and I will obey your request more than willingly.

4). I wish for you to give me a gift I have been dreaming about. If you dare, open the second box. If not then continue to #5.

5). I wish for you to make passionate love to me.

In the second box was another note.

I wish you to give me a real birthday spanking. 36 - no less, plus one for good luck, first with your hands, your strong magic hands I adore. Then with this.

Wrapped in tissue paper was a leather paddle, the same leather paddle she had seen before and fantasized about, the one with roses embroidered on it. She just knew when she saw it she wanted it and she dreamed some day Chris would surprise her and take her over his knees and spank her. She had never felt anything but his wonderful hands and oh, how she loved feeling his hand slowly caress her bottom and make it blush with each delightful smack. But she knew he was afraid to go any further and she was always left wanting more.

She knew her plan was silly, corny even, but somehow it was easier than going and telling him directly what she desired, what she craved, what she needed. And she knew he would not do it on his own. So now she waited with anticipation for what seemed like an eternity. She waited at the top of the stairs and watched the car pull away as Chris left for work. Then proceeded like any other day. Drive kids to school, go to the store, put groceries away, do laundry, pick up kids from school, play, check email...only her mind kept wandering...

By the time Chris came home from work, Sarah was already wet with desire from the possibilities that lay before her. No words were spoken as he kissed his wife hello. He hugged his children. They sat down to enjoy dinner together as a family. It was just like any other evening. Sarah wished she could read his mind and know what he was thinking. Fortunately she was able to distract her thoughts for a moment. The children helped sing happy birthday and blow out the candles on her birthday cake. They gave her a card they made especially for her that she knew she would save forever. Then Sarah and Chris read stories and sang songs and tucked the children into bed.

Now, it was just the two of them. Now the thoughts all returned. The burning desire. There were butterflies in her stomach. Sarah took a deep breath. Chris took her hand and led her to the bedroom. He smiled and looked at her lovingly. His hand brushed through her long hair as he pulled her close and they kissed. It amazed Sarah that after all these years she still felt the same spark she felt as the first day they met. He then unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders. He kissed her neck sending shivers down her spine. "Go take a shower" he said. Just hearing his voice so strong giving her a gentle order made her feel light on her feet and as she turned to go he gave her a sharp smack making her gasp.

He joined her in the shower and their bodies became entangled as the steamy water awakened their senses. After they finished their shower together, Chris led Sarah into a candlelit bedroom where he gave her a luxurious massage. Sarah was already feeling amazing and any faintness of stress disappeared with his every touch. He left no part untouched just as she wished and he quickly brought her to ecstasy. She then returned the favor and thanked him in his favorite way. They meshed as one and made love and then collapsed on the bed together in complete satisfaction. It had been wonderful.

Everything had been wonderful. How could she expect anything more? She felt selfish wanting more...but she did want more. She tried to hide her disappointment, but like a mirror Chris could see exactly what she was feeling and whispered in her ear, "Your birthday isn't over yet." She blushed. "Over my lap" he said “Someone has been awaiting some birthday spankings, yes?" She could hardly breathe. Birthday wishes do come true she thought. It had now been the perfect birthday.

Sarah and Chris both fell asleep snuggled up close and content in each other's arms. It had been a perfect birthday. In the morning, Chris left for work early kissing Sarah good-bye. She smiled at him lovingly. She decided to get up and start the day before the children awoke. She stopped to take a glance at her birthday present in the long oval mirror in their bedroom. The blush on her bottom was almost faded now, but the memory was still there. As she came into the kitchen, she noticed a gift on the table. On top of it was a note,

My dearest love,

You did not give me the chance to give this to you yesterday on your birthday.

With all the love in my heart,
Yours Forever and Always

P.S. - For someone who wishes to be submissive, you were certainly in control of everything that happened last night. Since it was your birthday, I was happy to humor you and let you be in charge, but tonight it is my turn. I arranged for the children to be picked up from school by Grammy and I will be arriving home early. I expect that you will be ready. Wear that red little thing you bought with your black garters and stockings and wait for me on our bed with my birthday gift to you opened and at my reach.

Sarah read the note quickly as she tore the wrapping paper. Her heart was racing. Inside was a wooden paddle. It looked as though it had been hand made. Tears streamed from her face. On the back, Chris had carved their initials with the words "forever and always in love." At that moment she knew how much he loved her. And oh, how she loved him. Then her thoughts drifted to what was in store for her later that day. That wood paddle would certainly leave the blush on her bottom the next morning. Hmmm, perhaps she was going to get even more than she wished for.

And, she could not have been happier!


First I want to let you know that the lovely leather paddle shown in the story comes from Leather Thorn Paddles (and I hope to be getting one soon). So are you ready to vote? Your choices this week are Terpsichore, Grace, PK, Carye and Anonymous. Please vote!

Fantasy Friday Survey

Who wrote 'Birthday Wish'? Terpsichore Grace PK Carye Anonymous Current Results

I feel like this...

I want to feel like this

What could make me feel this way?

At least I think it would.

The rest of the story...

What blogger can stop with just yes or no?

Taken a picture naked? Yes – Nick was a photographer when I met him had a studio in his house and his own dark room. Most are very tasteful and once Mollie moves out one of them is going up in our bedroom. Who cares if the grandkids someday think Grandma was a babe!!

Made money illegally? No

Had a one night stand? No – Nick in my one and only!

Been in a fist fight? Yes – When I was 10 a kid held my puppy out a second floor window. I walked away until he brought the pup back in then I decked him!

Slept with your best friend? Yes – Nick of course.

Had sex in a public place? No

Ditched work to have sex? No – But not to say I won’t.

Slept with a member of the same sex? No – Well if you want to count my mom. sister and Mollie I could say yes.

Seen someone die? Yes – I had the prividge of being with both of my parents when they died.

Ran from the police? No

Woke up somewhere and not remember how you got there? No, at least not as an adult.

Worn your partners unmentionables? No – Sadly for most of our marriage I could never get my butt in to his skinny boxers, never will be able to again!

Fallen asleep at work? Yes – During a movie.

Used toys in the bedroom? Yes – You darn well better believe it!
Ran a red light? Yes – Oh come on, everyone has!

Been fired? No

Been in a car accident? Yes – I drove as well as LJ when I was young.

Pole danced or done a striptease? No – Something else I might try someday.

Loved someone you shouldn't? Yes – and Eva is the only one I have told about this. She may not remember.

Sang karaoke? No

Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? Yes – Very often

Laughed so hard you peed your pants? Yes – I have had 2 kids and I am over 50, so of course it’s yes.

Caught someone having sex? No

Kissed a perfect stranger? Yes – Used to pick up boy at the beach when I was a teenager.

Shaved your partner? No

Given your private parts a nickname? No

Ever gone in public without underwear? Yes – I mean I have on pants but sometimes no underwear.

Had sex on a roof top? No

Played chicken? No

Mooned/flashed someone? No

Do you sleep naked? Yes – Never did until I came out to Nick about spanking now I hate to sleep in anything!

Blacked out from drinking? No – Since I do not drink.

Felt like killing someone? Yes – I am in education, what do you think!

Had sex more than 5 times in one day? No

Been with someone because they were in a band? No

Taken 10 shots of liquor in a day? No

Shot a gun? Yes – My dad took me shooting when I was a kid because I begged him. Don’t want to shoot again.

Gone outside naked? Yes – Went streaking in college. I was with 2 friends, out the door and down the middle of the street one night. Got to the corner and in a panic ran back to find that our other roommate had locked the door and turned on the poarch light. Thank heavens I keep junk in my car. I found 2 big t-shirts and a beach towel.

Fantasy Friday - The reveal

This was a very special Fantasy Friday. It was a wonderful sexy read but it also seemed to make people think about some important aspects of spanking and communication. One of the reasons it seemed so real was that it was.

This story was based on something that really happened with my husband and me. Writing things down tends to help me process them and, you know, the sex part is just fun! My husband's approach to ultimately dealing with the conflict worked perfectly. When I gave this to Elis, I really didn't expect people to focus so much on the "moral" to the story. I hope everyone enjoyed it; I certainly had fun writing it.

Ahh… but who wrote 'Safe Word'? Lori gained the early lead and held on with eleven votes but it wasn’t Lori. Michelle got the next highest number of votes but it wasn’t her either. So Sara came in with 4 votes and Jessica with 3 and here is what the author had to say about the voting.

BTW - I thought for sure that my style would have crept through and most of the votes would go to me. But no! Two of the three votes I received were from people I told of the incident when it happened.

So there you have it Jessica was the author and two of her three votes had inside information. So who was that last vote folks?? Someone smart or just lucky? Thanks Jessica, I hope you will write more.

We have a great story for this Friday and then once again the cupboard will be bare so if you are holding on to any stories out there please send them to elisspeaks@yahoo.com

And then the paddle exploded…

Maybe I should start at the beginning. We had a Wednesday afternoon to ourselves again. I went to the gym but I can’t say I was enthusiastic about the idea. It has seemed tough to drag myself in the past few weeks. When I got home I was not in a great mood either, not for romance or play. I just felt blah. But Nick was in a good mood and invited me to the bedroom for a massage – so that is what they are calling it now.

But I did get a nice massage – feet included. I swear a good foot massage ranks right up there with a spanking for how good it can make me feel. So not wearing much I snuggled down in the bed only to have a deck of cards suddenly handed to me with the request “pick six”. As I picked my cards I saw that 6 of our implements had been laid out beside me. He went by the number on the card and stated that face cards were 20. I know I drew a 6 for the leather paddle, nice warm up. And then I remember for sure the crop was used for a while- I remember especially what a nice sound it was making as well as a wonderful sting. I believe it was around nine with the piece of leather from the Williamsburg shoe shop and a fantastic face card (20) with his belt! I do like it doubled – more thud than sting and I love it.

But for one implement I drew a two. That was fine because I drew it for the bath brush, who needs much with the bath brush after all? But evidently he felt that with only two each one should count. OMG!! He must have been holding back when we have played with it before because this made an impression like no other! My hat is off to Lori because I know Joe uses this weapon of ass destruction often. If much of this thing was in my future I think I would weigh 100 pounds and have an immaculate home!

But once the cards ran out Nick was looking around for a few implements we hadn’t used in a while. He got out the big mean paddle he made for me but with the first swat part of it broke away. I am not sure exactly what happened, it didn’t exactly break. I think it can be repaired but I still thought it was funny. I think that is 2 for me lately but when Nick reached down under the bed he brought out an old ping pong paddle – I mean OLD ping pong paddle. He gave me one good pop and then the paddle exploded! Or anyway it appeared to. The thin covering of rubber had dry rotted and with one good whack the rubber nearly disintegrated into confetti and flew all over the bed! Well that was the end of the spanking but the fun continued. Until we tried to get all the little pieces of rubber up. What can I tell you, it was a great afternoon.

Now by my count that is THREE implement that lost to my butt in recent months. The paddle ball paddle, the big mean paddle and the ping pong paddle! Doesn’t that mean I get to go implement shopping?

~~~oo0oo~~~

I think the FF story this week is especially good as well as thought provoking. Please click here to read it and there is still plenty of time to vote.

Fantasy Friday - Safe Word

Our Fantasy Friday this week is not only a wonderful read, it also point out some issues that can arise when we don’t communicate! A spanking relationship is great to promote communication but it also gives an opportunity for some problems when we don’t communicate as we should. Enjoy…

Safe Word

Serena opened her eyes to the familiar sight of the carpet from her vantage point bent over a stool in the master bedroom. She grimaced as the leather paddle came down hard on her bare bottom. Whack. Serena gritted her teeth. Whack. The paddle continued to fall and her husband, Rafael, began to whisper sexual suggestions as his spanks became caresses. Serena had prepared herself for a discipline spanking and really wasn’t in the right frame of mind for this type of play. Since the spanking started, she was feeling off emotionally and vulnerable. Even though she had a safe word, she wanted to be a good submissive and obey her husband’s wishes. Rafael alternately spanked and caressed along with an ongoing dialogue about his sexual feelings towards Serena. Normally this would be arousing for Serena, but today she continued to withdrawal inward and disconnect from the situation. She finally jumped out of position and clutched her arms to her chest. “I can’t do this,” she said in a desperate voice.

Rafael was confused, “What’s the matter?” he asked. He moved toward Serena in an attempt to comfort her.

Serena retreated and hugged herself tighter. “I can’t do this, I feel like a whore. I can’t stand the way this is going and I feel like I am being raped.”

Rafael was taken aback. He had been completely oblivious to her discomfort earlier. My God, he would never want her to feel uncomfortable, let alone like she had been violated. “Babe, what is gong on? What can I do?”

“I can’t do this tonight. I am totally freaked out!” She was near tears and she just wanted to run away.

“No problem,” Rafael soothed. “Let me hold you and take care of you.”

“I can’t,” Serena said. “I need some space. I don’t know what is going on with me.” She got dressed quickly and nearly ran out the bedroom door.

Rafael cleaned up their toys and got dressed. He went into the living room with Serena and looked at her with concern. Serena could see Rafael looking at her out of the corner of her eye, but she was in a weird state. She needed to regroup. She new Rafael cared about her but right now she was not sure if she could ever be spanked again without this horrible feeling.

The rest of the night progressed quietly until they went to bed. The bed always seemed huge when they were unhappy with each other. It was as if there was a physical chasm between them as real as the emotional one.

*****

The next day was excruciating for both of them. Serena could hardly look at Rafael. She was not mad at him but somehow hurt and scared. Rafael felt helpless. He did not want to make things worse by confronting her. They went to their respective jobs and got through the day. Both of them were lonely and confused and unsure how to solve the problem.

Serena called Rafael from work and told him some of the things she thought had set off in her moment of panic. Rafael listened patiently and reassured Serena that he would never hurt her physically or emotionally. He said he understood what had upset her and he was sure they could make adjustments and work this out.

The phone call had helped some, but Serena was still scared and out of sorts. She was not sure that she was willing to try spanking again. That panicky feeling was intense and certainly not fun. Should she risk feeling that way again?

Rafael and Serena spent another tense night disconnected and hurt. Rafael was extra gentle with Serena to try and convince her that it was safe to open up to him again. Despite his best efforts, Serena continued to be distant and avoided eye contact.

~~oo0oo~~

The next morning Rafael was at the end of his tolerance. He decided the time for walking on egg shells had passed. Serena was in the bathroom preparing for work. Rafael walked in and smiled, making a point to look her in the eye. “It’s time to get you out of your funk,” he said as he slid his arm around Serena’s waist.

Serena tensed slightly at Rafael’s touch. Rafael ignored it hugged her tighter to his chest. “You need a spanking. You know that I would never hurt you and you know I respect you. Tonight we will take care of this.”

Serena felt a chink in her emotional armor. She met Rafael’s eyes and nodded slowly. Rafael left the bathroom and got ready for work. When Serena came out of the bathroom there was a distinctly lighter mood in the room. She actually smiled tentatively and initiated a brief discussion with her husband. Rafael knew he had made the right decision this morning. He kissed Serena goodbye and went to work mentally planning the events to come that night.
*****

The moment of truth had arrived. Rafael took Serena’s arm gently and said, “It’s time,” he guided her into the master bedroom where the stool sat in the middle of the room.

Serena spied the stool and the familiar churning began in her stomach. Warmth spread from her bottom and her middle to her extremities. She hesitated in the doorway and waited for Rafael to prompt her. She hoped that he would put her over her knee and not bend her over the stool. She needed the physical connection with him.

Always seeming to know what she needed, Rafael sat on the stool and beckoned her over to his lap. He took her arm and carefully helped her over his knee. She was extremely nervous as she settled into this vulnerable position. Rafael held the leather paddle and tapped it lightly on her jean covered bottom. He increased the force and began spanking. He maintained a steady but easy rhythm. The swats were not hard and were causing little discomfort at this point. “Stand up and take down your jeans and panties,” Rafael directed.

Serena complied and placed herself across Rafael’s lap bare bottomed. Rafael laid the paddle against her bottom for a moment and then resumed the spanking. This time the paddle fell harder. Smack. Smack. Rafael kept a constant pace. Serena’s bottom was starting to burn. Each swat with the paddle built the sensitivity in her backside. Rafael spoke calmly as he spanked. “You know that I would never hurt you physically or emotionally, right.” He asked.

“Yes sir,” Serena responded as expected. Smack. Rafael continued to query Serena, “Do you have a safe word?” he asked. “Yes sir,” she replied without hesitation. “You know that you are to use your safe word any time you are physically or emotionally uncomfortable, right?”

“Yes sir,” Serena said humbly. Rafael put the leather paddle down and picked up the wood paddle. The first swat was jarring. Serena grunted and clenched her jaw.

“What are you supposed to do if you are uncomfortable during a spanking?” Rafael asked with another harder swat.

“Use my safe word sir,” Serena grunted. Swat. Swat. Swat. The paddle scorched her bottom in rapid succession. “That’s right,” Rafael confirmed.

Swat. “Now we have a few things we need to discuss about your behavior,” Rafael stated firmly. He spanked her twice hard on each cheek. “You blackmailed me into telling you where the hidden candy was by threatening that you would go out and buy candy if I didn’t tell you. Do you remember that?” Rafael inquired as he spanked her several times hard.

“Yes sir,” Serena squeaked. The pain was beginning to test her limits but she did not need to use her safe word. The wood paddle was the most painful of all of their spanking implements and she felt the tears well up in her eyes.

“You also drank three sodas and you know there are medical reasons for you to avoid sodas, right?” He smacked her hard with the paddle several times. “Yes sir,” she cried out. Now the tears were flowing freely and she began to feel remorse for her behavior.

“Just because we have a disagreement, that doesn’t give you free reign to toss the rules out the window,” Rafael lectured. He spanked her another six times and looked down at her, “right?” He said firmly. “Yes sir!” She howled through her sobbing.

Rafael put the paddle down and rubbed her bottom lovingly. Serena went limp across his lap and worked to slow her breathing and bring her crying under control. “Step out of your pants and bend over the bed,” Rafael instructed.

Serena noticed the cane on the bed and shuddered. Rafael approached Serena and picked up the cane. “I want you to remember what you need to do if you are ever uncomfortable during a spanking,” he said. Swish, crack! He laid a line of fire across the middle of her bottom.

“I am to use my safe word sir,” Serena breathed out.

“Would I ever hurt you purposely in a way that would make you feel badly?” Rafael asked. Swish, crack! Another stripe formed just below the last. “No sir,” Serena whimpered.

“I have always respected you and I would never want you to think otherwise, right?” He slashed the cane above the first two strikes. “Yes sir!” Serena cried out.

“Good girl,” Rafael encouraged. “I’m going to give you six more for your defiance with the candy,” he said. You are to count each stroke. The first stroke was hard across her sit spot. “One sir,” she breathed. He spanked her again just below the previous, “Two sir,” she gasped and grabbed the comforter for support. Her bottom was in agony and she began to sweat and tremble. The fifth stroke fell on the back of her thigh, “Five sir!” She yelled. Rafael paused to allow her to breathe through the pain. Number six was the hardest stroke low on the back of her thighs, “Six sir,” she grunted as she collapsed on the bed.

Rafael rubbed her back and her bottom while she sprawled, her muscles flaccid, across the bed. He gathered her up in his arms and pulled her into his lap. He stroked her hair while she buried her face in his chest.

This had been an intense session and yet Serena was more aroused than she had ever been. She felt a powerful connection to Rafael and she longed to strengthen the intimacy she felt. As if on queue, Rafael caressed her bottom with increased enthusiasm. His hand ran up her bottom and around to her abdomen. He lowered his head and kissed her stomach below her belly button. Serena moaned in approval. His mouth continued to work downward until he found her hot and ready. She arched to him when his mouth made contact with her intimacy. Rafael loved the sweet taste of her and worked his tongue enthusiastically. Serena felt the heat begin to build in her middle as her bottom throbbed against the sheets. Rafael teased her relentlessly, sensing her building excitement and backing off just before she reached the peak. Serena rocked in time with Rafael’s ministrations and begged him to let her release. He groaned against her and brought her back to the edge. She whipped her head back and forth in agony while Rafael continued to drive her mad. This time he didn’t stop and she exploded in wave after wave of climax. Her entire body contracted in time with each wave of pleasure. She didn’t know if she could take the intensity of sensations.

After she composed herself, she reached for him, running her fingertips down his belly to feel his length. He was like iron. She unbuttoned his jeans and released him. He gasped as she wrapped her fingers around him and tested his arousal. She lowered her head and took him into her mouth. She felt him pulse as her mouth moved against him. She tortured him slowly over and over until he thought he would erupt. “Stop,” he panted. She moved her mouth to his belly and kissed and licked to give him a minute to recover.

In a surge of energy, Rafael flipped Serena on her back and pinned her to the bed. He held her hands over her head and descended on her breasts with his mouth. He was a wild man. His tongue explored her ruthlessly and he took her nipple in his teeth biting down lightly causing her to yelp. Her breath was coming in choked sobs. She was desperate to feel him inside her. “Please,” she begged. “I want you inside me.”

Rafael pushed himself into her warmth. She cried out when he buried himself in her to the hilt. Lost in passion they were joined in bliss. They moved together urgently, rushing to the peak. Serena felt the friction of their joining, the heat on her bottom, the throbbing in her breasts and she started trembling. Her breath quickened and Rafael took her mouth and kissed her deeply. Serena was overwhelmed with the stimulation. Rafael took one big thrust and she cried out in another earth shattering climax. At the same time Rafael reached his peak with a passionate growl.

They both collapsed on the bed spent and sated. Serena rested her head on Rafael’s chest and relaxed. Her bottom still hurt and she knew she wouldn’t be sitting comfortably for awhile. Rafael smacked her backside lovingly. “What are you supposed to do when you feel uncomfortable during play?” he asked firmly.

“Use my safe word Sir,” Serena replied. She looked up at Rafael and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you,” she said, “You knew just what I needed.”

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