Have just been going through some spanking blogs again, and found this interesting confession at ‘the pink report’:
(have to remember to reenact this one when my friend is visiting)
Do you think it’s an accident that he walked in to find me leaning over the bed, naked from the waist down, reaching for my pajama bottoms?
It wasn’t. I’ve timed his arrival; I’ve set the stage.
Some people light candles. Me? I bend over, the glow from my cheeks providing all the romantic ambiance we need.
The only thing scripted is the opportunity I’ve created. All else is left to him. He can decide what to do, or not do, with me.
It’s the ‘doing’ that interests me.
And also found another cardgame I want to play:
1. The top or Dom chooses 4 implements (with or without the sub’s approval).
2. The sub or bottom draws two cards from a deck (minus Aces and Jokers).
Each card is face value or Jack is 11, Queen is 12, and King is 13.
The kicker is that pesky 2 card. It DOUBLES the other card. So the highest one can achieve is 26.
3. Rotate through the implements, delivering the number of swats as determined by the cards;
4. Continue until the deck is gone.