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Happychicklet has trouble saying the word “spanking”. This amuses me, because when Bethie says it to me on the phone, the word often comes out ten decibels quieter and about twice as fast as all the surrounding words. Back to Happychicklet’s explanation:

It is a fact that I can hardly bring myself to say the word ‘spanking’ out loud. It makes my lips feel a bit odd, a bit out of sync, like those old advertisements for Odour Eaters. This isn’t a recent affliction. I haven’t been able to say ‘spanking’ or ‘spanked’ or … this other phrase I’m not yet ready to deal with … without difficulty in as long as I can remember. This is obviously a bit of a hindrance to a submissive. It’s a bit like a bus driver not being able to say ‘fares please.’ Everyone would just rush onto the bus while he was trying to think of a less embarrassing way of asking for what he wanted.

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I couldn’t say ‘spanking’ back then because I was frightened that I would give the game away. My face might turn a guilty colour, and then everyone would know that I was odd. I couldn’t — can’t — even use the word in another context, as in ‘brand spanking new.’

Im quite glad in a way. I’m glad that after all these years something still has the power to affect me that way. I got over the whole sex hurdle by just doing it. My first sexual encounter was memorable for months and months of sweaty anxiety and inaction followed by a burst of furious activity at the end, much like my O- levels and my only fight. But spanking — thinking about it, doing it, expecting it, hoping and dreading in equal measures — well, it’s still like that for me, and long may it go on.

Here’s another one of those Bad Tushy spanking galleries that actually shows a little fun being had. The story is the usual silliness:

Katie is failing her class, and goes to speak with her Professor. She asks the Professor if there is anything she can do to bring up her grade without wasting more of her time. Desperate for a better grade she agrees to the Professors’s Extra Credit Assignment of an Ass Spanking!

But seriously, folks, just look where she has her hand, and imagine where her fingers go every time his hand smacks into her bottom:

Does she look like a desperate student to you? Or more like a squirmy spanko girl with an itch that needs scratching? (Not that the two are incompatible, I suppose….)

The picture is from this gallery found over at Spank Slaves Spanking TGP. The gallery includes a cute video clip, too.

The many loves of Danor:

I love the cane. Its deceptive lightness and simplicity. The swooshing sound just before it lands. Those sharp burning lines of pain laid across a raw and stinging ass. Feeling myself so thoroughly striped.

She also loves the belt, the paddle, the hairbrush, and his hands. I think we get the idea. {snicker} Isn’t enthusiasm a thing of love and joy to behold?

Katy at Captive Heart shared a spanking fantasy the other day:

“Bryan, take her panties down.”

I felt Bryan’s hot breath on me as he peeled my panties down to around my knees. He pulled my leg closer to him, and I realized he was surreptitiously rubbing his hard cock against my calf. A whimper escaped me.

“Count the strokes, Miss Drake,” Teacher ordered. Then the first stroke of the thick wooden ruler fell on my left buttock.

“One, Sir,” I gasped.

“You are a very naughty girl, and you need to be punished,” Teacher said, then swung again.

Thanks, Katy!

Everything you ever wanted to know about tormenting your loved one with stinging nettles, but were afraid to ask:

“Sado-Botany: A Nettle FAQ”

Thanks to Urtication: Sex & Nettles for the link.

Now, hold still and STOP WIGGLING!

Well, I hope we do. At least, now you’ve got a way to leave them.

So, leave a comment already!

But fair warning: I do this site for fun. If you don’t like the spanking kink, don’t play with us. That means: don’t leave comments saying spankos are evil or sick or going to hell. Such comments will be jeered or deleted depending on my mood. Please keep your comments kink-friendly and accepting, or keep ’em to yourself.

I’m not a brat, but sometimes hanging around with them rubs off.

Oh Kam, yoohoo! Are you listening? Danor said to remind you. Three words: extended orgasm denial.

1) A hairbrush spanking to the exposed clit is a very unpleasant way to wake up in the morning, especially when you have to deliver it yourself.

2) Waking up collared, however, is lovely.

3) Time lapse makes little to no difference to arousal. The third time you massage your aching clit while working your vibrator in and out of your pussy and keep yourself at the brink of orgasm for three minutes is still unbearable, whether it’s been an hour or eight hours since you last did it.

4) After the third time, clits stay swollen and throbbing. Further clit spanking only exacerbates this.

5) Tear-filled, pleading eyes and heart-rending sobs are difficult to manifest when your Dom can’t see or hear you, which makes things difficult when actual verbal pleading is considered a breach of protocol.

6) If anyone ever says the words “extended orgasm denial” in Kam’s hearing again, he or she will live to regret it.

She’ll be soooo grateful and happy I helped keep all this on your mind.