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Bethie’s been busy with her new computer and her new animation software. If you’d been by her blog lately, you would have seen this nifty new spanking smiley:
That’s her on the right, from the look of mock astonishment when the paddle comes out, to the cute little feet stompy-stompy when it lands, to the big slow smile after.
We may never rule the world, but now that Bethie’s on the job, we are at least going to animate it a little.
I’m delighted to report that my Figging.com figging resources directory is now recommended by Mistress Matisse! She writes:
“A kinky man I know recently asked me my thoughts on figging, and I can do no better than to say go read this. I love ginger root…”
And while we are on the topic, do any of you delightful pervs out there have any figging photos or artwork that aren’t already on the site? I’m planning to update the figging directory soon, so if you know of any resources (especially visual) please email me with them or leave links in the comments.
Idunna from Of This Life writes about the best spanking of her life:
I can’t even describe how much I was tingling the whole time we were out doing errands. When we got home, I was immediately on my knees worshiping his manhood and then I assumed the position. THE BEST spanking of my life with a deliciously large vibrator poised inside just far enough to be ecstasy. Hands grasping ankles and ass high. It was amazing. The orgasm brought me to my knees, ass up and flower unprotected, he spanked me there as well. I had tears, it was so good. He let me climb on top finally and the sex was amazing. I was begging for things I never even thought I’d like, but he paid close attention and was very careful with me.
I always like to read about people having a spanking good time!
This is funny: How To Punish Your Submissive.
Found at Bondage Blog.
This is nifty — Anonymous Jane writes about her spanking that wasn’t quite her first spanking, yet really kinda sorta was:
I just wanted to let you all know that The Boy spanked me today. Another first for him. A semi-first for me.
I mean, I’ve been spanked before…the off-handed, timid (or occasionally not-so-timid) slap on the ass mid-fuck.
Never before have I been bent over the bed, his legs pinning mine down and together, he relentlessly and forcefully ensuring that the entire surface of both buttocks (do people say that any more? I mean really?) turns furiously red.
Never before has looking at my ass in the mirror been such a pleasurable experience. It’s been almost five hours, and it still tingles.
Heh, that means The Boy is doing it right!
Gentlemen, if your lady doesn’t have one of those old-fashioned large oval mirrors on the free-standing frame, that she can tilt to any angle, you should definitely get her one. It will give her hours of amusement, and when you catch her admiring her own red marks, you can offer to freshen up the fading spots. Money well spent.
I’ve blogged before about The Zapper Paddle. As a spanking implement, it gives off a modest spark with each swat, while generating lots of twitching and kicking. (At least, when used on Bethie.) It leaves the cutest little white mark where it touches, although the mark fades rapidly and is gone in mere moments. It also generates a wicked smell with repeated swats — ozone of course, but with an evil whiff of singed microscopic body hairs. A nasty toy, but fun!
The new Wife Training blog takes the fun to a new level, at least in imagination:
This is marketed as an electric fly swatter, but I have seen them used as a spanking implement that delivers a shock with each swat. I personally see it as a way to shock your nipples. It seems a very quick and efficient way to introduce some negative reinforcement if I find you not to be serving my needs properly.
Probably a bad idea in reality (electric toys, even mild ones, don’t belong near the chest area, since the faint electrical signals that control the heart are said to be susceptible to disruption even by the tiniest of currents) but I can well imagine that applying this thing to the nipples would generate an immediate and urgent desire to please.
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So Bethie gets home today from Wal-Mart with a pair of panties she bought for seventy-nine cents on severe post-Christmas sale. She pulls them out with a flourish: “Look at my cute new seventy-nine cent panties!”
And cute they are. Bright red and covered with a candy cane design. Nothing but little white crooked canes….
“Excellent!” I said. “Caning panties! Whenever I see you wearing these, I’ll know you want a caning.”
I believe it’s fair to say that at this point, I got A Dirty Look.