How to Delete Unwanted Spam on Blogger

Just in case you people tried and could not find a way to rid yourself of one annoying piece of crap...

If you have comment moderation disabled, go to your Settings regarding comments, and choose to view comments in another window. Save. Now, because the spam is an incredibly long text, you will not see the button for deleting the comment and you will not be able to scroll down normally.

What to do?

Select the text, as if you wanted to copy it, and bring the mouse down while still keeping the text selected. In other words you will try to select the whole comment. This will enable the window to scroll all the way down to the bottom of the comment, where you will find the great button "DELETE".

That is how you delete long pointless crap. :)

Mood for Spanking Stories

I wish I had the time to write one. I wish I had the patience to continue one. I wish I had the strength again to bring them right from my imagination and dreams to the paper. But right now I cannot. So I resumed to reading.

How did my mood kick back? Strangely enough, evey now and then, I go through a very stressful period. Last year around October - November I was still trying to find a job. Around January this year I was trying to find a job, I was studying for my exams, and preparing a dissertation. Right now I have a job which I absolutely love, I am very appreciated, but I want a nice salary increase and a promotion as soon as a position opens. And when you are appreciated and you know you are on the right road to happiness, you are even more scared of making a mistake. And all these are happening while a heavy workload period is approaching. So here I was two days ago. And then I found this magazine and a very promissing commercial for a woman's magazine. The subject of the article? Spanking. The picture? Perfect combination of sensuality and promissing violence. What next? Hit the net like a maniac, all circuits activated in my brain, searching for spanking stories.

For some reason I lost my interest right now in M/F spanking stories. I just feel like they are repeating the same theme. So I dived in what I was interested before I discovered that spanking was sexual to me: M/m. Why M/m? Oh, it's hard to explain. Maybe because most books I read as a child involved only M/m's? Because mostly boys were spanked when I was small? Beats me, honestly. But an M/m story reaches my brain extremely fast.

I like GuySpencer's stories. I know there were a few more writers of M/m fiction but I can't remember their names. Anyway, I managed to cross the bridge to M/F thanks to Charles' (Handyman) stories, then Bookbabe (May she rest in peace, because she was a Goddess when it came to writing spanking stories!), Mija... Later on, on SSS, I found Haron and Mick. Probably they were writing the closest to what I liked. And I don't mean it in terms of interests, but I am referring to style. Sometimes it doesn't even matter who spanks who anymore, but it all resumes to hitting the right spot.

Anyway...

Right now I am in that headspace where I want to dream of spanking. I am so obsessed with it that not even the mother of all spankings would cure me. It's scary but soothing...

Fuck. I have no idea what to do. Trapped in my own fantasies; hard to escape when you cannot write. And it's too late now to write what is on my mind.

So fucking trapped...

I'm not even drunk, you know. If I were drunk I'd say: oh, it's ok, it will pass till morning. My ass. It won't pass at all.

And this mood gives the craziest energy you can possibly think of. Today I was wishing they had a boxing sack somewhere in the company so I can kick something. I teased without wanting to tease. My mouth was opening without my brain thinking. What the heck is wrong me? God!

And then there is Jack... sleeping like a baby right now. And I feel like dressing up in the middle of the night, waking him up and asking him to play with me my craziest fantasy and spank the lights out of me. hehe It could be funny if it weren't sad.

Anyway, catch ya later. I don't want posting to become an addiction again, especially when I don't have stories to tell.

A Spanking Company

Yeah, in your wildest dreams maybe you wanted to work in such a place. Well, I am - more or less. If I let my fantasy play a little bit, I am already there.

Actually, I think my new company has hired only spankoholics, since only a few weeks ago a guy was chasing a girl with two umbrellas around the place, swearing that he would spank the lights out of her when he catches her. General laughter and complete astonishment from our foreign visitors in the company. No, visitors or guests cannot stop the spanking madness where I work.

A few other days ago another guy, one of my collegues, was picking on a girl in a funny way, and then he stood up and started unbuckling his belt in the middle of the courtyard, everyone watching. "My God, I'm gonna tan her butt blue," he said, just like that.

Another day, another one of my friends came over and my nose was very deep in the monitor - working my ass off and complaining of my eyes hurting. He pulled me away from computer and I mumbled. "You need someone to beat you up, it seems. You didn't get whacked enough when you were small, did you?" "No." "See, that's what I mean..."

Another day, the collegue with the umbrellas - still joking about girls - mentions that some girls should be whacked and that he would like that a lot - especially if the client was the girl he ran after that day with the umbrellas.

Yeah... spanking in my company is not a taboo. I heard the word and the teasings so many times that I don't know if it's my imagination now or it's reality that our manager mentioned it as well in one of our company meetings. :)

Spooky... but I should fuel them a bit. I do, actually: I drop the bomb in someone else's favor - the girl being teased, usually - and then I pull back and I watch the show. It's fun.

A Well Deserved Spanking? I Doubt It!

Holy cow and Joseph and Mary, Mother Of God, if Jack is not a bigger spanko than me! I swear he is!

You know what he did? My mood for spanking has (almost) vanished lately but he doesn't want to let go. For God's sake, man, I have other things to do right now. Spanking is not on my mind! Crap! Or, maybe - just maybe - he decides that spanking is not such a bad way to deal with crazy wives.

Anyway, to cut this crap short, a week or two ago - you see how much I cared? - I was very excited, but not aiming to get spanked. I simply nagged him on a playful tone and slapped it -playfully really. How he answered me? By grabbing me, putting me on his knees and spanking the life out of me. Hand and belt. I had had enough by the time he had done most of his job, but when you don't want a spanking, you still go on being pissed and playful when it starts hurting seriously. So then you get more. And when he lets go, you mumble to yourself, go to your couch, grab the pencil you have just dropped and the paper and scrable 'asshole' as big and angry as you can on the paper. It doesn't matter if that paper turns out to be later on the reports you had brought home from work and will share with your collegues next day at work. You are in your universe and have no bloody idea about this until someone at work asks you about your scribbling.

And if the neighbors heard you? Oh no, they are all deaf. We live in an institude for deaf people, yeah... My ASS! The smart guy that he is and does not care about neighbors - since it's not his cries rising and it's not his arse getting whipped - left the kitchen window open. Yeah, the neighbors living upstairs, to the right and to the left had a good laugh or just wondered at my mumbles and the sound of the slaps and the whacks on my bum with his belt.

I'm happy I haven't seen them lately... or tried not to. I can imagine them thinking - so she is the one - poor girl!

Yeah, that's about my angry mood and spanking.

I felt like posting today. :)

Posting

OK. I am posting. Honestly, it's not because I am in the mood, but because I got into my email and checked my site and saw people worrying. I was expecting it.... or dreading it, let's say. It was like a responsability I did not want to assume anymore and I tried to avoid it. Truth is, the more you prolong the agony, the worse it gets.

Yes, I would be wondering what happened to some of you if you went all of a sudden off, like I did. But I am so used to people 'disappearing' online that it just became my second nature. Ten years of chatting and online connections got me here.

Anyway, enough of this. I am sorry for not getting back on with a message earlier. Of course I have my excuses that I do not want to talk about - no, my hubby and I are fine. My parents are not and the story continues and my mood, topped with other real life pressing issues carried away completely my spanking mood or any other good mood, for that matter. And because of all this, my nerves are pretty shaky at the moment. Enough on it, though, because I truly don't want to get into details. It's too disturbing. And it's private life too.

So... I am not dead. I don't plan on dying soon, but, just like Dante did, I am taking a break still. I can't say when I will post again. Maybe in a week, maybe in a month, maybe tomorrow. I will post when I will have something to say.

But thank you to Tigger and Cain and all the nice people who have been coming over. And sorry for making you worry, but, to be honest, as selfish as it might sound, your worry worried me less than my worries and my family worries. I'm sorry.

I am still escaping reality by building private projects. Escaping reality has become a great hobby for me lately.

So, thanks again people and I'm sorry. I will be back some time.

Interesting Keywords #2

It's true, I don't have much time to talk about things happening in my life now - however sex and spankings still happen, so I am back with more funny keywords.

bonnies spanking quizzes - Hello? No, sorry, wrong number. But here is Bonnie's number...

And here you can find 'the beginner's guide to spanking':

first thing into becoming a spankee - Getting a spanking.

where to go get a spank - Someone's lap is preferable. Or try advertising yourself online!

hairbrush spanking needed - 5'3, 150lbs, blond hair, blue eyes. Always available. (Happy you took my advice.)

i'll spank you - An answer always comes! When you least expect it you are saved by the prince with the hairbrush in his hand.

how to position a spankee - Oh, dear, is he also a newbie?

i'm going to give you ten swats with the hairbrush and i want you to ask for them -
I say it's a good start for you two. A bit cliche, but it might work.

please....not the belt! - You should have bargained before the spanking.

i got spanked with a belt - A natural sequence to the plead before.

got spanked two times in one day it hurt - That's what happens when you are too greedy: hairbrush and belt. That should teach you a lesson!

corner time after he spanks me - Well done, you successfully completed the spankee's trial demo!

spank kayley - Well, I guess someone didn't like my advice on spanking.

The Basic Marketing Spanking Mix

Let me tell you how the Basic Marketing Mix can help the teacher improve the students' conduct.

The first phase is getting information on how things happened and how the ink got on your seat. Examine all the information you have gathered.

Step two is segmenting the class of students: the ones who could have done it and the one who certainly didn't. If you want to punish the right student, now it's the time to decide who she is.

In step three you target the guilty student and bring her to your desk.

Then you position her over the desk and also position the cane on her butt.

Then you apply the basic spanking marketing mix: the product (the spanking), the price (to be paid for what she did), the distribution (delivering the punishment), and the promotion (advertising the idea that misbehaving is a punishabvle offense).

So, in case you need to remember the Marketing Mix, think of spanking!
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Interesting Keywords

Bonnie has lots of lists like this, and reading them cracks me up each time. It's both the things these visitors are looking for and Bonnie's extremely funny comments.

Anyway, like any blogger, now and then I check my 'keywords' and I wonder "what were they thinking?". Sometimes the things these guys are looking for are quite obvious and the obvious makes them even funnier.

Here are a couple of examples from a list I have been gathering lately:

~ brats get spanked - I couldn't agree more.

~ nc spank between bottom cheeks - I suggest a rod, applied vertically for full effect.

~ waaahhh hairbrush spanking - Please adjust your "wah's" when getting spanked. The correct sound seems to comprise no less and no more than 3 a's and 3 h's.

~ cought in aunties panties stories - That's an interesting position. I didn't think it crossed anybody's mind so far... but if stories were written on it, oh well...

~ get a spanking brat - Get Tigger... How else would you define a 'spanking brat'?

~ nothing under my skirt - I hope you're not typing this while sitting on a pillow and being horny...

~ how to control myself from being such a brat - Here is someone who needs a spanking.

~ spankable outfits - The point is to take the outfit off and spank on the bare. But if you lack the person, you can spank the clothes I guess.

~ spanking bratty brats - Not *any* brat, you see... La creme de la creme only!

~ per minute spank me submissive - A good spanker would say that 50 spanks per minute is quite something. The spankee might not agree.

~ looking inside a vagina - Use your other head to peek inside, if you really have to. It might be more satisfying... and needed, from what I gather.

~ kayley nude - Oh, no, you don't!

~ sweet wide butt spanking - This guy knows what he wants!

~ spanked for being a brat - Sounds reasonable.

The Beautiful Reflection of Your Bottom

I thought it was Pablo's fascinating real life story, "Surfing", that brought this idea back to me.

How hard is it to enjoy your body? You do admire it in the mirror, each time you take a shower or change your clothes. You check your boobs, your tummy, your arms, your butt. You check yourself... everything - as in one of the "Sex and the City" episodes, you even check your 'sushi'! You check your bottom after a good spank. But you rarely - if ever - check any of these when your guy is around. You don't mind dressing up for him and you don't mind when he sees you naked. Then why do you mind if he spanks you in front of a mirror?

You know he's looking, watching every move you make, watching your face traits change, and the fall of his hand on your bottom. But many of us have a problem watching ourselves in the mirror when getting spanked.

I wish I could do it. I wish I could follow the scene; but I can't. I risked a peek once, for only a few seconds. I saw him watching me watch and I refused to look again. It embarassed me.

I doubt that I got over it now, but... if only I had a mirror again, as big as the one in our old house, I could give it one more try!

Sick and Wriggling Butt

I am not sure if I didn't catch a pneumonia but in any case, the fact that I am sick made me reduce the amount of time spent on my dissertation... thus made me extremely more playful.

In between two Ibuprofens, vitamins C's and Echinaceas, I had time to wriggle my butt at Jack. Maybe the medicine gets me high or maybe I just had to much of this serious situation. Fact is, I shook my butt at him, nudged him with my butt, grabbed his own butt all day long.

My Mom sent me pills for this weird virus we both caught - maybe it's the Uncontrolled Excitement Virus - and the driver got here a bit before 12am. As I came back upstairs, followed by my sexy husband, I once again 'exposed' my butt to him while taking off my shoes. You just stick the bum out, you know, invitingly, and hope. It mostly works; if you don't get a spanking, at least you get a slap.

I got a minor spanking. No panties down. But when you're in heat, it doesn't matter. I suppose he was also hot, since only last night he stomped out of bed, half asleep, walked to me, and started nibbling my ear. I put him off by saying that I had work to do - in movies you see this scene with the guy typing and the girl nibbling ears - and he trotted back to bed without a word. Today I found out he had no idea that he was sleep walking. hehe One day I might as well find myself raped in the shower and he wouldn't remember a thing! So a little spank was good.

But now I need more. I got greedy.

Hmmm... hmmm... Maybe if I go to bed before he gets a chance to fall asleep and annoy him a bit? It might just work. Oh, spanky spanky, here comes my butt!

I know I know...

I know I know - I posted a little while ago and here I am again. Maybe it's just because I like to hear myself talking. Yep, that must be it. Or maybe I need a spanking...

Speaking of which - whow! don't get super-excited because I ain't gonna tell you that I've just got spanked - so speaking of which, I had some very interesting dreams while being away for shopping. (And it was abroad, have I mentioned that? ;) )

I usually have nice, and not very far fetched, spanking dreams by the early hours of the morning, when obviously my desires start taking over. I remember Jack and two friends that I couldn't identify being around. Sue me if I don't remember my crime, but Jack was quite pissed off and he started swatting my butt in front of those guys. In my dream I was nervous, in my reality I was hot for a real spanking. In the end he grabbed me by the arm and started negociating a spanking in the other room.

You know these kind of dreams, don't you? So so real that you wish they happened. Anyway, by the time Jack got to the bottom of things I woke up. Of course, I tried to fall asleep again, tried to continue the dream but it was too late; the magic was gone.

My only confort was that I was getting up to have a cigarette, have my breakfast, and hit the mall.

Now it's 3am here so maybe - just maybe - I can go to bed and have a nice spanking dream. I'm in the mood, you know.

My estimates say, based on previous analysis of similar situations, that by the time I will have to hand in my dissertation I will have had a few good spankings to calm me down. Each time I get over-stressed - like almost now - I get wrapped up in spanking, because it calms me down. It's the obsession that keeps me normal and helps me forget about exams and jobs and God knows what.

Anyway, hearing myself talk again tonight was good.

I'm Alive...

... As for the kicking... Well, I am kicking papers and financial ratios all day long on my desk.

I owe you an explanation about things going on in my life. Well, I have a dissertation to present by March and my exams have already started... I have been away for Xmas and New Year and had a great time, and I have been abroad, shopping in Europe, like a maniac, on my Mom's money. Yeah... I summarized. The shopping was the best part: 10 hours a way, sometimes 12. It raised my appettite for living. ;)

My sexual life is at its peak and spankings happen now and then. I just can't focus on them momentarily...

Anyway, HI to everyone who passed by and a Happy New Year to you all. Hugz to the deserving and kisses to the ones... well, you know who you are. And as Arnie says: I'll be back! Just give me some time to settle down. hehe

Nude Spanking

I hate nude spankings. I hate them because they are more humiliating than anything else. Besides, I don't really see the point in getting naked for a spanking. Well, I see his point, but that is quite the opposite of mine, so it doesn't help much.

A few years ago he spanked my wet bum. I remember when I was small my Mom was obsessed with me not staying forever in the bath tub - where I would gather all my ships and action figures and small soldiers. Now, my hubby is obsessed with it. I guess they were - and are - scared that I might faint in there or something. Anyway, I got spanked for long baths as an adult. It might have been also my fault, since I insisted on splashing water on his suit... hehe

He counted first. 1...2....3....4....5... Nothing. His wife had no intention in leaving her nice and warm foamy bath. Then he reached out, scooped the wife out, and spanker her wet bum nice and good. That is not the way a bath should end. He could have dried me with a nice fuzzy towel and carried me to bed. That's the right approach, you see. Instead, he spanked me and asked me to dry myself and go to bed. So sad...

So... I don't like wet spanking, especially when I am naked.

Stupid Forum, Stupid Spanking

So I was brain-washed and tired enough to call his forum 'stupid'.

It started from Jules' (my best friend's) statement that she hadn't had time to read a book for her own pleasure for almost two years. She was enjoying one now. At this remark, Jack thought he'd put his two cents in: "Like me. I haven't read a novel for more than a year..."

"But that's not because you're too busy, hon; it's because you spend all day on your stupid forum," I concluded dutifully.

It wasn't a pissed off remark. It was a statement. But who cares what it was since I got spanked for it? And I laughed my ass off while he hauled me by the hand, turned me around, and went on swatting my bum mercilessly. And all I did was wriggle my bum and laugh my ass off.

"Stupid forum? I show you stupid forum!"

Ha! He showed me a good time, that's all.

Peace!

Domination, Submission, and Hormones

The idea came to me today. I have a friend who's been coming over a lot for the past few days, usually when we return from school. We chat about projects and crap and all the other shit that girls usually talk about, including gossips. This time our Marketing project took us to pills, estrogen, and testosterone.

Some women tend to have more testosterone than estrogen, even though they keep being women. Three of my friends are like this and it seems that I make friends only with these kind of girls. I, for example, just like my friend, had a tendency, as a kid, to prefer cars and play soccer with the boys, climb trees, get into fights, over playing with dolls. We are more assertive, love control, and are still interested in things that men are interested in. Well, except for spending hours in the mirror, shopping for hours, and other similar stuff, of course. Our voice is not high pitched, but a little grave. We don't 'wag' our butt when we walk, generally. We build muscle faster than average girls too. We loved Maths and Physics and Chemistry in school. We wanted to have a job that makes use of a uniform. We like SAS on Discovery Channel, programs with cars, we like the way engines work. Of course, we cannot generalize, but of a party of four or even more, most of these traits repeat themselves in the people I know.

What's the point of this discussion? I am wondering if these hormones play any role in our interests in being dominant or submissive? I might as well be a bottom when it comes to Jack, but with anybody else I tend to be bossy. I wouldn't accept probably any kind of authority and the only one I would accept is the one I approve of. I run things my way and I always did. I normally get along better with guys than with girls, or I end up having girl-friends who are as bossy as I am.

You're asking me if I have an interest in girls or if any of us have an interest in girls? Nope. Sorry. Maybe if I get drunk I could kiss a girl but I can't go further. It's not my kink, really. That's just a matter of preference, in my opinion. It's also a difference between being gay or becoming a transvestite. Anyway... that's all for today.

Aren't you amazed that I posted two days in a row? hehe

Spanking Vids are Healthy Choices

Let me thank everyone who took the time to post comments on my site, especially since I've been gone. Guys, even though I don't have time to reply, I do check each and every one of those comments. Ok, not every day like I used to, but in bulks. :) And I enjoy them. So thank you guys! :)

Tigger, Lessa, Spice - love you girls! You should know that! And there is Paul who is always nice and who always passes by. Thanks mate! :) And all those people whose blogs are listed on my site, with special preferancies - obviously, since we are human... Thank you! :) And those ones whom I do not know normally or didn't get the chance to chat with but whose comments are so sweet to read. So, guys, people, dear friends and posters and lurkers, I love you and thank you for your patience.

Today I am back with a fresh account. I will post because my brain is too mixed up from my exam to be able to do other stuff. hehe

I donwloaded things that I needed for school and, since I was at it, I typed in 'spanking'. I got 69 clips zipped. 69 is a lucky number. hehe Mostly caning. So when I woke up, Jack announced me that my download was complete. "Mostly caning," he said watching, "but the girls are pretty." These aren't the best clips - certainly not better than those of PunishedBrats, but they are new vids, you see? We watched together a couple and he was quite excited about them. Then... the procedure: draw the curtains, search for God knows what in the drawers - turned out to be the brush, - a fast shower, and spanking over some matresses we have been carrying around since we needed them last. The matresses, resting against the wall, are as tall as a table, and really nice and soft.

He really spanked. Like a professional. hehe Hand and hairbrush. He stopped to caress my butt with the hairbrush - it's the first time he was doing it. It was... it was like a first spanking for me from many points of view. It felt good because he was also extremely horny at this point. He positioned and re-positioned me, used his smart comments to make me feel more vulnerable. He was damn good! And I know I say this each time - but he really was at his peak this morning.

Then we had sex. Over the edge of the matresses, with my hands on the bed, with my hands on the floor, on the chair, back on the matress, back to the bed... I was swimming in my own juices. I can't believe he made me feel so great on the day of my exam, and at a time when my brain is filled with so much shit that I cannot enjoy life anymore. :) He's good. :)

That's all for now, folks. Holiday starts next Thursday but it's not a real holiday for me. So, anyway, keep in touch. hehe

Oh... That Unexpected... Unwanted Spanking

Many of you must have thought me dead, after not popping my head out into the blogland for so long. Well, luckily enough, school and other crap haven't managed to kill me. Not just yet.

I am interrupting my project writing for a quick bloggy. hehe I would have posted this weekend, but guess what? A stupid neighbor played this Friday with my cables and my Internet and HBO were gone in an instant. So today the guy from the cable company came to solve the problem.

I'm actually writing in order to talk about my spanking this Friday. Or was it Saturday? Who cares? It was weekend and my late mood was being reflected in my bitchy attitude towards everything and everyone. I have worked, second time now, on a project that was intended for five people. Who did the whole work? I did. Why? Once, cause I didn't want those newcomers on my team, but they pushed their way in, and two, how can you trust with your grade someone you don't know? Thus, I did the project. Again. I'm just pissed that some people do the work and others get the good grades. Period.

So on Friday or Saturday, after being almost finished with the project, Jack though I needed a spanking. I laughed in his face, like many other times last week. It was a grin saying "you better not touch me or else you are dead meat". He insisted on "it's up to me not to you when you need it". The statement didn't turn me on. I just didn't want a spanking. I swear I didn't. And it wasn't that "I didn't want" that happens to be "I want". It was the "didn't want" that I have made sure to be so after deeply scanning the insides of my brain and moods. I - DID - NOT - WANT - A - SPANKING. Clear enough. I was ready to bite Jack's head off at this point.

He spanked me alright. I hated it for awhile. I faught back again and again, meaning every push and every scratch and every kick. I scratched his face by mistake though, while pushing away his head. He was trying to bite my butt. If you bite my butt or my tits you make me cry out of fear.

Let me tell you dear spankos that we are wrong when we assume that spankings do not really hurt. They hurt but in a nice way, you're saying? No. They hurt and that's that. If you're not in the mood, they hurt like shit. It's not pleasure, no fucking endorphins running wild, just pure pain. I covered my butt in desperation while Jack was trying to calm me down with a spanking. The more he slapped, the wilder I got. He was so puzzled, poor guy. I mean he was spanking me for my own good, right? Not because he likes it; because he thinks I need it.

Half way through he was so exasparated he went to get the hairbrush. He couldn't find it so he settled for the belt. I didn't count them. It was hurting. I started crying. Sobbing like mad, but crying silently. Not out of pain, like I said. Out of the frustration that I couldn't stop something that was painful and scary.

Jack tried everything to get me to enjoy the spanking: keywords, slaps, playful stuff, control related issues. No result. A few slaps later he gave up. My butt was extremely hot. I had a few marks but they wore out till today.

The whole point of this post is to give you a spanking story, because it happened and I should be phony not to mention it on my blog, and second, to make you aware that spanking is fucking painful when you don't want it.

Sure, it did happen before for me not to want a spanking but then get really wet during one. But this time... this time I was blank. As blank as a guy who has his mind on sex and his company's pressing issues. I don't know how it happened while I do know why it happened. It's just frustrating to know that it happened. Oh well... have fun in your spanking world. My spanking mood is ... a mood.

Peace!

Identify Your Top

I must thank Jack for the idea of this post. My man has good imagination... I also want to find that pond with inspiration that he has found.

So, lemme ask you this: if you were blindfolded and also deprieved of auditory senses, could you tell, from a spanking, if the Top spanking you is yours or not?

I thought about it for a while, and I am quite sure that no one could trick me. Even if Jack was to teach his spanking methods to someone else, I could recognize his hand print on my butt anytime, any way, anyhow.



I know how big his hand is, I know how his fingers feel, I know the pace, I can feel his breathe. He is not predictable, but a certain pattern emerges here and there. I know how he tenses and I know how he would react in any situation. So if I wasn't sure about him, I would probably cover my butt with my hand, and then... revelation!

Obviously, he wouldn't be allowed to trick me. And I know for sure that this would be the first thing on his mind. hehe

But, without being a dare, I declare loudly and proudly that his Topping schemes are no secret for me!

A Spanking World

Now that would be funny.

I wondered today if spanking would still be fun if it weren't taboo for some people. What would happen if the whole world would like spanking the way they like common sex?



I tend to believe that there would be thousands of blogs on the subject, and most of them would not be updated daily. Honestly, I don't believe that spanking would be fun in such a world.

But what if there was a spanking country, or a planet, where spankos lived? Would you be the first one to move in the neighborhood? Imagine going to the Mall in SpankoLand and getting to see two wives spanking their husbands in the parking lot, one guy grabbing his brat by the ear to drag her home for a good whacking, everyone trying out spatulas and various implements on other people's asses... After one happy month here I think I would run home and get into a spanking disintoxication sanatorium. hehe

Where's the fun if it's not kinky anymore? Where is the fun when you can't wink at your partner when a startle happens? There would be no startles here, no teasers, nothing to make us imagine spanking and giggle about it. What you see is what you get is sometimes a killer policy.

How much spanking can our mind take before going crazy?

Anyway, I would love visiting SpankoLand now and then.

Spanking in Dreams

So has it ever happened to you not to be able to fall asleep because your mind was too full of spanking?

The bad this is - you need to sleep because you have to wake up early and you feel your brain is likely to explode due to too many hot assed thoughts. The good part - you might end up having a blast of a hot dream on spanking.

Usually spanking dreams are just better than the fantasies your calculated mind builds. For once, they are more real.

I had plenty, but the one that stands out involved Jack and Jules, my best friend from US. It was, as usual, set during my University years and it involved me skipping school. The dream was about Jack spanking me and her. The thing is that I didn't feel embarassed or too hot. It was not an erotic dream, but a soothing one.

At the moment my life is chaotic. I need to do thousands of things and I keep running out of time... The classes are too much, then dissertation and projects, and jobs. I feel extremely tired and I don't feel like a spanking would solve anything. I am tired enough not to be able to enjoy a spanking. It's similar to guys getting horny but being unable to have a good erection. This state of mind lasts in between a week or two, depending on external factors. I'm praying I would get some inspiration from somewhere...

The swich in the tree... Well, I couldn't get it. I don't want belts anymore or hairbrushes or hand spankings. I am in the mood for something thin and swishy! One night, on my way to the Mall, I will pass by some willow tree and get a 'gift' for myself and Jack. I need that. :)

To wrap it up, in case you had any extra spicy or cute or interesting dreams that could make my day or the others' day, please share. :)

Oh, and just to let you know, Jack proposed to start shopping for some 'stamps' tonight to mail my butt somewhere, but I said "no". hehe