Spanking Blog: Adult Erotic Spanking At Its Best

I’ve long been of the opinion that people who successfully manage complex poly arrangements are playing at a very high level. From my peripheral observations of a few such, it’s possible but not easy — like, say, crossing a crowded room with a tray of filled beverage glasses balanced on your head. While people throw frozen grapefruit at you.

However, there are certain countervailing structural advantages. As in, for example, the situation where the four of you are hanging out but the two guys don’t seem to be fully into the spirit of the moment. That does not leave the ladies devoid of options for inspiration, as Pandora explains here:

Jacq and Tom spent last weekend here at D’s place, and I luxuriated in having my three play partners together at once for the first time since my memorable birthday foursome. The fact that Jacq is getting involved with all three of us independently to one extent or another is one of the most magical things about my connection with her. This is how polyamory works best for me: when it’s as joined-up as possible.

As well as chilling and just enjoying hanging out with the group, I wanted to take advantage of having everyone together to indulge in some play. We were pretty tired after a late night and neither of my men seemed about to initiate anything, but nonetheless I decided that someone was getting spanked this weekend, and enticed Jacq over my knee.

Needless to say, the gentlemen eventually rediscovered some of their mojo!

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I found this Bad Tushy spanking shot via a tweet:

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I haven’t heard these names before, but I definitely recognize the distinction Pandora is talking about here:

Our friend Zille recently referred to “California style” caning in her blog, by contrast with the English style. I’d found the distinction fascinating, and mentioned it to Tom. If the English style is a small number of very hard strokes, with pauses in between, then the Californian style is a rhythmic sequence of rapid strokes, starting tantalisingly light but building to a burning intensity.

We’ve played like this before, but never in a deliberate, extended way. Those initial bouncing taps are more or less the recommended way of introducing a new player to the pleasure of the cane, and I leaned back into them, hungry for more impact. The regular rhythm made it easy to relax, knowing what was coming next. As the sensation accumulated, my breathing slowed. My reactions seemed to ebb and flow; beginning with soft moans, slipping into sharper yelps and hisses as the impact increased, then relaxing again as I adjusted to the new intensity and my body accepted it. I slipped into a meditative state, the sensations shifting between pain and pleasure and back again.

This trance state is, in some ways, the holy grail of play for me: the calm space where new and harder impact only makes me sigh quietly, absorbing the energy, delighting in it.

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