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From Pussy Talk:
Nice girls don’t let men do what you’re doing. By restricting my leg spread, my panties represent the last strained but valiant shreds of my virtue.
All the while you scold me in patient tones, all the while I squirm under the blazing heat of your hand as you strike, stroke, and probe me, the insistent embrace of the elastic around my thighs reminds me that I deserve all this.
So that’s what panties are for….
You know all those guys in the chatrooms, the ones who call themselves names like “Sir LeathyreSmakke” and the like? Well, some guy was jealous of the way those Sirs were hogging all the hot submissive chicks, and so he rang up Mistress Matisse to find out how he could get to be like them. He asked her:
“How do I find someone to do a knighting ceremony on me?”
Me [Matisse]: “Excuse me? A night-what?”
Caller: “You know, a knighting ceremony. I see all these dominant guys online who have “Sir” in front of their names, like they’re knights. So I asked one of them about it and he said I needed someone who’s more experienced in SM to do a knighting ceremony on me, and then I could call myself “Sir,” too. Do you do that? Does it cost anything? ”
Amazing what kids will believe these days.
Some time during the last few days, I stumbled over these Hogtied pictures showing one of the best reasons to have a dungeon, namely, so you can tie your woman like this:
Big big fun!
It hasn’t all been slaving over hot HTML around here. Every now and then, I’ve had to pause and remonstrate with Bethie. As you can see, she doesn’t fully appreciate the efficient approach I have to take when I’m busy coding….
We’re back! (I hope.)
Apologies to everyone for the downtime. If you can read this, we are back up running WordPress 1.5. The templates are still a little clunky (look for minor polishing improvements as time goes by) and much of the imported data (old posts and comments) are slightly dirty (odd characters and such and the occasional munged link.) It will all get fixed.
Meanwhile, if anything is broken in your browser, please post a comment letting me know. I may not fix everything right away (this project ate a bunch of time that was committed elsewhere) but your feedback will be appreciated.
In brighter news, Sunday was Spanking Blog’s second birthday. I’m amazed at how this blog has prospered, and stunned that it’s still fun after two solid years of posting. Thank you all for your continued patronage!
Several figging sessions the other day at Baltazar and C’s house. Real funny how it started, too. From C’s account:
I commented that he hadn’t caned me whilst I had ginger inside me.
Please note – I commented. I didn’t ask for it to happen. I didn’t complain he hadn’t done it. I just mentioned in passing that he hadn’t.
Heh. And women say men don’t pay enough attention to their hints and subtle cues.
Since we’re on the subject of pervertible botanicals, how about stinging nettles? This has gotta hurt: the nettles spanking gallery at Urtication.com.