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My Thursday maintenance spanking, M/F, rl,sexual, enema

2009-09-12T12:50:00.002-10:00

Well, just like he said he would, I got another maintenance spanking and lesson Thursday morning, as soon as Leah was out the door.

The thing I was to focus on, was to remember to be humble, especially with other women, to not be arrogant, to not be defensive, and to not put people down when I'm insecure.

This was a firmer lesson, even though it was maintenance. And it had one of my more hated postions, what I think of as a school type paddling, where after he bared my bottom, and yes, I do find it embarrassing to be bared for punishment or discipline, I had to stand against the wall, take several steps back, then lean forward, with my hands on the wall, arms straight, and legs straight. My bottom felt so tight and Big like that, and I hate being unsupported as well. And he had me raise up on my tiptoes, as if it wasn't bad enough already.

It's at times like these that I'm not sure if staying in shape with yoga and all, is a good thing or not.

His implement of choice for this lesson, was the longer lexan paddle, which also just happens to have holes. If anyone wants, I'll be more then happy to share the site that he got our lexans from. After all, an experience like that should really be shared.

It was so hard to stay in position for my spanking, he paused after each lick, and I would hiss or squeal or after a while, cry, and my fanny would shake and my knees bend, and he'd just wait till I got back in position, offering my poor bottom up to him. I swear it felt like I'd sat on a stove, lexan burns So bad!

He also made sure he went down about a paddle width onto my sitspot/upper thighs. Dang that gets a girls attention.

After, I had corner time, as usual, and after that, we fooled around and he held me.

However, as I was dressing after my shower to get scooting (as fast as my tender bottom let me scoot) to work, he stopped me, and said he thought I needed a little reminder about humilty for the morning at least, and I was placed over his lap, my panties lowered, my cheeks spread, my shy nervous bottom hole was lubed up, and then he slid a plug up and into my bottom!

Oh gosh I squeaked some then!

Then panties back up, and swatted on the fanny and told to finish getting dressed, and a big kiss.

All confused, my poor little body was!

He was right though, it was very humbling having the plug in, at work. Sitting and feeling it pushing in, walking and feeling it move, knowing why it was there.

Then that night, Leah had a date and was going over to her boyfriends, so we had an empty house.

I know my face turned bright red, when I walked into our bathroom, and I saw the nice old fashioned bag hanging from the shower rod. An enema bag for those of you who didn't guess.

So, he came up after me, and got the bag all ready, then a towel on the bed, and me kneeling head and chest flat, bottom high, as he lubed me, and then teased me wickedly with the nozzle. It's bigger then standard, say hot dog sized, so I know it's there. Blush.

Then he slid it in, and in, and then started touching me lower, and I was damp and swollen and needy, and he was circling my clit as well, and then the water started, not to fast, and nice and warm, and I started panting, and I was so randy and wanting him, and then he took me from behind as he filled my tummy with the water...

I clamped so hard on him, and started coming almost as soon as he took me, it just happened, and when he kept taking me, I kept coming. And he would play with the nozzle, and spank my bottom as well, and finger and play with my clit, and it was all just too muich.

Well, he finished, then I squealed and had to run off for a bit.

When I got back, I was over the pillows, as he took advantage of what he'd done to me shortly before.

Sitting was very tender yesterday, and not just because of the spanking.

love,
Angie

Freebird, for for my babygirl....

2009-09-09T14:30:00.001-10:00

Because sly is sick, and I know she's running around the house in just her LS tshirt and no undies, free as a bird.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=np0solnL1XY

love,
Mommy

this mornings maintenance spankings! M/F rl, sexual

2009-09-08T21:03:00.002-10:00

And yes I said spankings, not spanking!

As some of you might know, my Husband has started maintenance discipline with me, again. We've only done that for one other period in our marriage.

Currently, I'm getting it twice a week, on Tue and Thur mornings after Leah has left for school, he doesn't want to have to worry about being quiet, or me having to worry about being quiet.

The last time we did this, (I have that story in my archives, under maintenance...) I will admit I had a lot of trouble getting my head around the concept of 'but I've been good, and you are Still going to spank me?!', but he had me research it before he started it, and, to help me, for which I'm thankful, he gave me something to focus on each time. It wasn't like I was being punished, but like with a punishment, for me to have something to focus on meant that I wasn't just being spanked, but was being taught a lesson, it had a reason.

He has done the same thing this time, thankfully. Say, one time I might be told, 'okay hon, I want you to remember to work on not gossiping, and what I consider gossip, do you understand?'

And when I tell him I do, he starts.

Or the theme of the day might be (and has been) my language, temper, sarcasm, etc.

I don't know why, but yesterday was Very hard for me. Now, I love being in a CDD relationship, I know that he is in charge, I love that he is in charge, I know I do better with this, but gosh, yesterday I was feeling like Such a baby about this that I actually ended up posting a couple of 'vent's at a group. And thank you ladies for your support.

And then I was reading some posts in some of the groups, and it dawned on me just how little I had to fuss about, when I compared what I had going on, with what some of our poor sisters have going on in their lives! It Really put things in perspective. I have no reason to fuss or complain, I have it very, very good, and should be much more grateful, and even more thankful for what I've been given.

So at least I went to bed with that attitude.

When I got up this morning, I was cuddled up to him, funny how I'll often go to sleep spooned by him, but wake up snuggled and cuddled with my head on his chest and in his arms. My nighty was of course up around my neck, he teases me about why I bother to wear it, and I tell him if I have to leave the house in a hurry, at least it will fall down. And while I had started the night with panties they seem to have disappeared as well.

But when he was awake, and don't you love waking up before him, and just looking at him? And okay, it's possible that my friends tease me for being a rather randy little thing normally, but gosh, since he's started the maintenance discipline, its like All I can think about is him having me! Anyway he wants, as often as he wants! I just want to sit by him, cuddle with him, sit on his lap, lay over his lap, have him bed me, have him bend me over and just Take me.

So it was with those meditative thoughts that I was stroking his chest, and when he woke up, I asked him if I could talk to him about my maintenance spanking that I had coming this morning, and how I had been feeling and some thoughts I had.

As a digression, and I know I do that a lot, sorry, this was something I had to get my head around early in our marriage, that I needed to ask him, or that I had something I needed to talk to him about, not Tell him something.

So I told him about my feelings and emotions and feeling so sorry for myself, and being so self involved and having a pity party.

He asked me if I felt guilty about it, and I was on the verge of tears again, I've been so super emotional lately, that I just nodded on his chest yes.

He told me that I'd be getting spanked this morning for that then, to help me get rid of those feelings, and I thanked him.

But, then he told me that he already had a separate lesson picked out for today, so he thought that a second spanking was needed!

Eep!

I kissed him and said 'yes Husband, whatever you think is best dear' and then he sent me to go get the family lexan paddle from it's place on the wall by the fridge, and bring back my hairbrush as well.

Then it was over his lap, nighty back up, bottom bared, and I feel like such a girl again, instead of a woman at times like this, and then I feel like a woman too, when I think of All that he can see when I'm like that, but gosh its different when it's not fooling around and punishemnt or discipline.

I don't feel sexy at such times, just well, embarrassed. And I know that he is enjoying the view and how I feel, he's told me so, that even though its a punishment or correction, he still appreciates my body.

Well, the first spanking I got was 'his' spanking, he told me he wanted to work on my arrogant attitude at work and with other women, and I caught it with both brush and the paddle, ow! And while no, not as bad as a punishment spanking, oh it was bad enough and it got my attention! I was crying pretty quickly, and very much assured him I'd watch my arrogant attitude, you bet!

Then it was my bare bottom in the corner for a bit, and then I was sent to get him the small strap, the convent strap, from London Tanners for you that know the site.

This spanking was over his lap as well, for which I was thankful, I think most of us agree, besides it being easier when your position is draped over something, nothing is quite as good as His lap to be draped over, and then I got my spanking for being self involved, and self pity, and oh gosh I got the message from the very first lick!

More corner time followed, and then we reconnected as he comforted me. He was already fairly hard, when I finished undressing him, and I got him all the way hard in my mouth, and I tried the no hands bit, giggle, but then used them, and I Loved his hands softly in my hair, I felt So sexy and so sexual, and when he was ready, he put me on the bed, my legs around his waist, and my fanny, my poor sore welted bottom rubbing against the sheets as he took me, and ohhhh yesss that added to the sensation!

I Love wrapping my legs around him, wanting More of him, I want his hands under my bottom, squeezing and pinching and taking me, sigh.

Well, I was there and back, and there and back again, and feeling like I was going to shatter, when he pulled out, and put me on my tummy, lifted my bottom up, and then slid into me from behind, his thighs 'spanking' my bottom again, oh gosh yes!

And then, well! He slid out and then rubbed over my back door, and when I 'winked', in he went! And gosh, I clamped down So hard and came so hard again!

And so, that was why I was sitting so tenderly, but happily, all day.

love,
Angie

I sit behind you... M/F, domestic rl

2009-09-03T15:12:00.003-10:00

I sit behind you, and I lean forward, and kiss your neck. I trace your muscles with my fingers, still so amazing to me how different you and I can be. And I trace the scars as well, I know them all well, and I'm glad that you don't mind that I love to touch them. I also love how when we are at the beach, and you pull off your shirt, how the young guys will look at you, your muscles, but then those scars, and I can see them wince. And I get all tingly inside knowing I'm yours.

I kiss your neck again, blowing softly on the damp skin after, giggling as I watch your skin twitch at the cool sensation.

Then I yelp as you reach behind you, and gather me up in one big arm, and simply pull me up and around and onto your lap like I'm a toy. My insides are tingling again, and more.

I love being on your lap.

Or over your lap. Even for the punishment spankings. Well, not the actual spanking, but the fact that you love me enough to correct me when I need it, I do love that about you. And, if I'm going to be spanked, there is a comfort to being over your lap, feeling your hard warm thighs under me, your arm pressing on my back.

I'm so very happy right now, my arms are around your neck, and I pull myself up on you, and kiss you, then I soften, and you Kiss me, claiming my mouth, kissing that spot below my ear that makes me melt, and I croon, and your hand is playing with my panties, your other hand playing with my bare breasts through my unbuttoned shirt, and I'm so randy right now, but so sensitive to, every touch is exquisite, yet almost to much.

I try to turn to face you as I sit on your lap, my legs wanting to part, to wrap around your waist and hold you tight to me, but thug that you are, my thug, you don't let me, you hold me where you want, how you want, and I have no chance of breaking away, and knowing that I'm under your control is such a rush and turn on.

You kiss the spot below my ear again, then her sister on the other side, and my panties are so wet now, not damp, wet, and you nibble my ear as your finger is taking ever so wicked liberties below my panties now, and you whisper what a naughty little wife you have, and I shiver, my nipples going past hard, to painfully hard.

For almost two weeks now, you have, after giving me quite the punishment spanking, you have given me maintenance spankings, twice a week, on Tue and Thur, and my bottom is tender even now, but I'm so very much yours. All I can think about is you, about behaving, pleasing you, you bedding me, all of it.

It all jumbles together.

My panties are being slid down now, but you avoid the more sensitive and needy areas, as I pout, and then I find myself being turned over your lap, and I whimper.

You leave my panties banded about my lower thighs, and lean down and kiss each cheek on her plump sore crown, then you rub, softly, and start to spank, not so softly.

My bottom clenches at each spank, and I end up rubbing myself against your jean covered thighs as I try to escape the spanks, and the friction makes me even more frantic, hotter now than my bottom.

But you force me to your rythmn, not mine, and then the occasional Hard spank brings gasps and squeals and frantic kicking and parted legs.

Fingers on my fanny, softly parting and spreading cheeks, and my face is red, I'm embarrassed and excited, and you know it.

I feel your finger tracing my wetness, then that spot between thigh and labia, teasing me, then back up between my cheeks, tapping against my shy bottom hole, and you tell me how you are going to spank between my cheeks, and make me bring you the small wooden spoon and you are going to spank All over between my cheeks, and I whimper as you spank me, because I know you will, and I know what will happen after....

love,
Angie

You know when you log on your computer?

2009-08-31T06:19:00.001-10:00

and there is that icon that says, 'switch user' ?

Don't you think they really need a different picture for that?

Angie

hi All, I've been grounded....

2009-08-22T23:24:00.002-10:00

And not a joke or story, I'm grounded, not sure when I'll be back online.

love,
Angie

love this pic, so wish i was her!

2009-08-20T04:43:00.002-10:00

2009-08-19T02:44:00.002-10:00

big UFC fight on tonight!

2009-08-15T13:08:00.001-10:00

If you have Spike tv, tonight they are showing UFC 100, for free! This one had lots of great matches, to include the Huge Brock Lesnar (dang he's fast for being so big!) against Mir.

Angie

Lilly's freshman year part 4, F/f

2009-08-15T06:02:00.003-10:00

Lilly's brown eyes were open Wide now, her mouth a little circle, and for once, she didn't have anything to say.

"Lilly, that wasn't a suggestion, I Told you to come up here, now!"

Lilly wasn't sure when she stood up or how she started walking forward, all she noticed was the paddle that Mrs. Stevens had laid on her desk.

While not as scary as some of the teachers paddles, it was still Plenty scary! It was 18 inches long, including the handle, and about 3 1/2 inches wide, and 3/8 ths of an inch thick, made of plywood, and, it had holes!

The walk to her desk seemed to take forever, but it was over far to soon as well.

"Now then, I know that all of you recieved a copy of the school rules. I also know you all heard the rules during freshman orientation, since most of you couldn't be bothered to read them."

That to the class, as much as to Lilly. Lilly was standing very quietly, red faced, in front of her classmates, and was seriously regretting the pants she had on today. Her bottom seemed to throb, and it was all she could think about, and she had to fight to keep her hands from cupping it, like she did at home.

And because Lilly was now so bottom concious, she felt, correctly, that her classmates were all very aware of her bottom as well. In those very tight new pants.

"Lilly, this is only the second week of the new school year, and yet, I've already had to warn you twice about how to behave in class. It seems that every year, new students wonder if the stories are true, well, congratulations, you get to be the object lesson for your classmates. I hope I won't have to repeat this the rest of term, Lilly. Now, come around to the side of my desk, and lean over, please."

"Y-yes Ma'am." And then she moved where Mrs. Stevens pointed, hesitated, and bent over, even though she desperately didn't want to.

"Lilly. I said Bend over, young lady, not to hunch. Tummy flat on the desk, head on your hands. Now."

Lilly whimpered at the very no nonsense voice, but did as she was told, looking away from her classmates, her long hair pooled over her face.

"No, turn your face, so you can see your classmates, and they can see you, and move your hair, please."

Red to the tips of her ears, she did as she told, she knew from previous experience that arguing only made things worse at times like this. So, she leaned up, turned her head the other way, swept her hair back, and layed her face back on her hands, thinking dark thoughts about the plump bitch Mrs. Stevens.

"Very good. Now then, legs straight, I expect you to hold your position, until I tell you that you may get up. You are getting five swats...."

That brought a collective gasp from not only Lilly, but her classmates as well, both those who liked her and those of the girls who didn't. Six was the maximum a teacher could give, most class offenses got from 2-4 swats. Five was serious. Five often got tears even from the guys who were Jocks and all macho.

Lilly could see her classmates, and their expressions. The worried looks from her girlfriends, the eager bitchy looks from the girls in the other cliques, and well, different sorts of looks from all the boys.

"....because I'm don't plan on putting up with a bunch of nonsense from you all term long, is that understood, Lilly?"

"Yes Mrs. Stevens, it is, it won't ever happen again, really!"

Lilly felt like she was All bottom now, with her legs straight, and her tummy flat, her back was arched down and her fanny was high, and in those tight slacks, it made quite the target. Lilly would have died if she had known the sight she was actually presenting to Mrs. Stevens, because bent like that her pants had snugged even tighter, had ridden up even farther then then already had been, and her little bikini panties were Clearly outlined through her lightweight slacks, as well as how her plump little bottom plumped out above and below those panties. Oh yes, Lilly was putting on quite the show.

Mrs. Stevens picked up the paddle, Lilly suppressed a whimper, felt the paddle tap, tap, tap, and closed her eyes tight.

WHACK!

Eyes Wide open now! Mouth a cute little 'O'. That had been right in the middle of her plump little bottom. Lilly didn't know it, but she was using the panty lines as a means to plan where to aim.

Tap tap, over the same place the last one had been, and the first one had Hurt, and now, as she waited, the Hurt kept growing, sinking in deep, and the burn kept getting worse, and...

WHACK!

"a-ahhhh!"

That had been in the exact same spot as the first!

Eyes moist with tears now, she'd been paddled at school before this, never in high school, but this was So much harder then she'd ever gotten it in school before! She'd heard from her sister and her sisters friends how the teachers laid them on hard, but had thought they'd just been trying to scare her, and oh it burned, and she sucked in a breath and

WHACK!

Oh! Oh! That time, the lick hand been about one paddle width lower, so that her tender sit spot had been covered!

"O-oh please, I'm sorry, please!? I'll be good I won't act up!" She strained to try to turn and look at her teacher. There was no concern over pride now, or who was looking, she still had two more swats to go!

"I suggest you get back in position right now, unless you want extras. Now. I won't tell you again."

Tears coming from her eyes, she slowly turned her head, back towards the class.

"Your hair, please."

"Y-yes Ma'am."

"Tummy flat. I said flat, Lilly." Her voice more then firm now, it was slightly cold, and Lilly was sincerely regretting all the times she had acted up in Mrs. Stevens class, all the smart little remarks to make her friends laugh.

"Legs straight. Good."

Oh how her bottom hurt, and burned and that was only three licks! No way she could take two more! Her sister had told her that the teachers used all sorts of tricks, to make the few swats they were allowed, hurt as bad as a long parental spanking, and she was right! Lilly could feel her bottom throbbing and feeling as if it was swelling!

Tap, tap, tap....

tap

WHACK!

"Awwwwww!! Ow ow owwww!!!!!! Oh Please Mrs. Stevens, I'm sorry! "

The fourth swat had been a repeat of the third, again, on the oh so tender sit spot!

Lilly didn' t care what anyone heard, or what they thought. She didn't even think right then,of how they might tease later, right now there was just her bottom and that paddle!

She didn't even realize she'd straightened up, and was cupping her bottom, trying to rub the pain away as she danced in place and cried.

"Lilly! Stop that! Now, bend over, unless you want even more extras!"

Lilly just looked at her in horror.

"M-more extras!? Noooooo! You can't! Please! Please! "

"Oh yes, I can. I'd suggest that you, and your classmates read your rulebook again. Now, back in position. One, two...."

Lilly tried, she really did, but having to bend over, and stick her bottom up and out, while waiting for the paddle, it was so hard, it...

"....three. Fine, that is another lick. Now bend! And legs straight!"

Crying, Lilly did as she was told.

tap

tap

tap

WHACK!

The fifth spank had was halfway between the first two sets, so it overlapped, and the lower edge of the paddle bit nastily into her thigh bottom crease!

Full crying now, her bottom already tender from her bare bottom brushing from her Mommy last night and now this, it was all to much! All she could think of was her bottom and trying to save herself more swats, but concentrating on not moving, she couldn't think of how she looked, who was watching, Anything else, just not moving!

"Well, Lilly, if you had held your postion, you would have been done now. I bet you are sorry now, that you didn't. You have two more swats coming, I'd suggest you worry about doing as I tell you to do. Understood, Lilly? Lilly? Answer me."

Sobbing, Lilly did answer her.

"Yes Ma'am! Yes Mrs. Stevens, I'm very sorry I didn't do what you told me to! I'm so sorry, really, honest Ma'am!"

She didn't look at Mrs. Stevens this time, not wanting to get out of postion for Any reason at all, but she tried to see her from where she was. Lilly didn't notice that several of her friends were teary and on the verge of crying themselves. Several of the bitchy girls were openly smirking, and two of the braver ones, and not a few of the boys, had snuck their own cell phones out, and were taking both pics and vids. Pretty miss Lilly, the tall girl with the long hair and sassy walk, was going to be the topic of teen boy discussion for quite some time after this.

Mrs. Stevens changed her position slightly, putting her left hand on Lilly's low back, holding her down, although because of the way she was over the desk, her classmates still had an unobstucted view of the show.

tap
tap
tap

WHACK!

"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Puh-leaseeee!"

Whack!

The last two penalty swats had both been to her sit spots. And as Lilly knew, a spanking like this would remind her of exactly why that part of her bottom and thighs was called that for some time to come.

Lilly was convinced that she had sat on a stove, her bottom was so hot and burned so bad. Mrs. Stevens kept her hand on her back for a bit more, the told her she could get up now. And when she did she handed her some kleenex and told Lilly to go and take her seat again.

Lilly, crying, stumbled back to her chair, walking hurt, bending to sit, hurt, and sitting Really really hurt!

The rest of class was very quiet, everyones attention on Lilly's sniffling, and on the paddle left out on Mrs. Stevens desk. Finally it was over, and as Lilly made her stiff legged way out of class, she was stopped, and handed a note.

"I need this signed by your parents, and returned tomorrow, Lilly. I hope I don't have to do this again."

And with that, class was over.

Love,

Angie

Lilly's freshman year part 3, F/f

2009-08-15T04:42:00.002-10:00

Lunch was lunch, nothing to special, but at least a time to hang out with her friends, and gossip about other girls, as well as decide which guy was cutest, if they thought the new Vampire Diary tv series was going to be as good as the movie Twilight, and did you See Tammy get paddled this morning?!

After lunch, it was Global Studies, which had to be one of the most Boring classes ever. Geography, history, and current events all wrapped up into one. And Mrs. Stevens didn't seem to fond of Lilly either. So far she'd been lucky, and had just got by with some warnings, and one face reddening scolding.

So, with between last nights spanking, and seeing Tammy's paddling, Lilly promised herself to be on her best behavior today, and got to class not just on time, but even a few minutes early.

Things went remarkably well, Lilly stayed awake, paid attention, and followed the Mrs. Stevens lecture.

That lasted for perhaps 10 minute.

Maybe.

Almost.

But, really, global studies? When you really don't care so much even what's going on in your own country, it's like why should I be interested in what happens elsewhere. And not like they ever talked about anything fun, like where the best beaches were, or like Mrs. Stevens ever showed 'international flavor' by showing the different non US editions of Next Top Model. Lilly smiled to herself, rather proud of that one, when she had suggested it that day, as both the girls and the guys in class had all supported her.

Mrs. Stevens also thought she'd been making fun of her when Lilly had proposed using Vogue magazine's international edition as a study source, which was totally unfair, since as she'd explained to Mrs. Stevens, there were like 18 countries that it was published in. Mrs. Stevens had realized though, that she was serious and not mocking her, so while her suggestion for new library material, and a class project was firmly not allowed, at least she wasn't in trouble.

Which was really to bad, and sorta unfair, Lilly thought. After all, wasn't it Mrs. Stevens who was always saying that the class was about showing how other cultures lived? And how all different sorts of things all tied together? So what was wrong with seeing what other places thought were cute?

And another thing, she thought, but then that thought was interrupted by a buzzing against her leg.

Having wisely set her phone to vibrate, she looked around, saw Mrs. Stevens pointing something out on the screen, so she quickly and quietly retrieved it, to see she had a text waiting for her from one of her bff's (best friends forever), who she hadn't run into yet today because of different schedules.

'hey. you 'k? Beca said u got licks in gym?'

OMG great! Now people were gossiping about her and that she had gotten spanked?! And while she liked, well, liked a lot, the thought of the boys thinking of her bottom, she didn't want them thinking of it in That way, or worse, knowing that her Mom still spanked her like a little girl!

A quick glance, check where Mrs. Stevens was at, and a quick response, her phone 'hidden' in her textbook.

'NO! I didn't!'

'really?"

'Yes!'

'Then ?'

Lilly understood the shorthand to from her friend for what it was really asking, okay, if you didn't get paddled in gym, why is everyone saying you did, okay? And stop being a bitch.

Another quick look, another quick text.

'Mom, last night, 'k?'

'oh. sorries. hugz. u 'k?'

And Lilly knew that she was, and knew also that she knew what had happened, someone had seen Lilly's spanked bottom, and in typical high school fashion, her red bottom had turned into the victim of the paddling that had been handed out by the Coach.

'yeah, but can't believe people are talking about this!'

'i know, who do u think told?'

'i don't know but maybe....'

"Lilly!"

As if having Mrs. Stevens yell out her name like that, which was so rude, really, wasn't bad enough, she had also slammed her book down on her desk, making Lilly and the majority of the class that was dozing off or daydreaming jump!

And then Mrs. Stevens was moving towards her, and while Lilly had thought that her teacher had been upset with her before, this was a whole new level!

"And just what do you have here, young lady?!"

Well, Lilly thought that was pretty obvious, but knew from painful parental experience that this was Not the best time to give a smartass answer, no matter how funny it was.

"M-my cell phone, Ma'am?"

Wow she thought, I must be worried if I called her Ma'am.

Several of her classmates must have thought the same thing, as Lilly heard snickers. Which went away just as fast under Mrs. Stevens glare.

"Are you allowed to have your phone out in class, Lilly?"

"No Mrs. Stevens!"

Oh gawd oh gawd oh gawd! Please please don't send a note home! My Mom will kill me! And then she'll take my phone besides! And...

"No, you certainly aren't! And just what were you doing? Playing games? Texting? Sending pics?"

"Texting, Ma'am." Lilly could feel the beads of perspiration under her shirt, as she noticed that Everyone was now awake and paying full attention.

"I see. Give it to me. Now." And holding her hand out, waiting for Lilly to obey.

oh gawd, please, no note, pleaseeeeeee!

"Yes'm, Mrs. Stevens." Very meek, as she handed it to her, and damn, why hadn't she deleted the texts first!?

"You girls and your cell phones. When I was growing up...."

In the dark ages, Lilly thought crossly...

"....girls often got in trouble for passing notes. I see the only thing that has changed has been the technology. Which now lets you pass notes, as it were, with friends who aren't even in the same room. Because I didn't see Anyone else here with their phone out. It used to be that when girls were caught passing notes....."

Pllllleasseee no note home, please!

"that our teachers would read them aloud in class."

THAT got a collective gasp from the class, and Lilly squeaked and her face turned even redder.

"I always thought that especially mean though."

Lilly felt like she could breath a bit, now, knowing that the fact that her Mom still spanked her, her, a freshman, would not be read aloud in class!

"You may pick your phone up after school, at the office, understood?"

"Yes Ma'am, yes Mrs. Stevens, I understand, thank you!"

Oh my gawd, maybe she was going to survive this, she hadn't embarrassed her in front of everybody, she was getting her phone back too, but she didn't understand the funny smile on Mrs. Stevens right now, like Lilly had just said something funny.

"Well, you are most welcome, Lilly. Now, why don't you come up to my desk, so we can finish our talk about having your phone out in class, and not paying attention in class, young lady."

And as she said that, Mrs. Stevens leaned over and opened the lower right drawer, and pulled out her paddle.....

love,
Angie

Someone's been a naughty girl....

2009-08-15T04:25:00.002-10:00

Anne Taintor part 2

2009-08-14T08:47:00.002-10:00

Okay, here is Anne's website, great page.

http://www.annetaintor.com/

And here is are some of my fave sayings of hers, you'll have to go there to see the drawings.

why yes, I am that kind of girl

inner beauty is for amateurs

what part of "I'm hung over, go home" don't you understand?

whoever said "less is more" had probably never had quite enough "more"

I believe we have and opportunity to make some extremely poor choices

martinis... they're not just for breakfast anymore

all the baking soda in the world could not mask the scent of her despair

now that he had bought the cow, the milk was going to be extraordinarily expensive

what muffled screams, officer?

whatever had she done? and with whom?

if by "happy" you mean trapped with no means of escape...? then yes, I'm happy

remember sweetheart... mommy loves you, but she doesn't have to like you

she was one cocktail away from proving his mother right

there was nothingpassive about her aggression

I love not camping

maybe I want to look cheap

domestically disabled

you'll eat it...you'll eat it and like it

high maintenance doesn't begin to cover it

she kind of enjoyed working for an idiot

she thought of him fondly as "Plan B"

old enough to know better... too young to give a rat's ass

the secret ingredient was resentment

nothing says "hello sailor" quite like ruby red lipstick

an attitude is a terrible thing to waste

she had no intention of suffering alone

stop me before I volunteer again

The humor of Anne Taintor

2009-08-14T04:59:00.012-10:00

I hope you've liked these, she has quite a few books, as well as tons of other merchandise, out there.

love,

Angie

Chores and sex, non fiction...

2009-08-14T04:12:00.005-10:00

This is from a vanilla news site, today... with perhaps some notes from me, in italics...
By Yvonne Fulbright

Want to get her all hot n’ bothered? Do housework. Research by psychologist John Gottman shows that men who help out around the house have happier sex lives and better marriages.

While it’s hard to imagine that you can mop and wash your way to hotter sex, it seems like a piece of cake when cleaning is turned into sex play.

While men have, in recent years, gotten better about helping out around the house, taking care of the home is still very much the woman’s job, in addition to her daytime job. A recent report released by a European Commission found that, on average, a woman in the European Union with a paid job spent 25.5 hours per week doing domestic and family work, while men devoted 7.8 hours weekly to such.

Such a workload discrepancy can have major consequences when it comes to a couple’s sex life and overall relationship. It works greatly to a man's benefit to help out with housework. In his over 30-year career studying why people’s relationships succeed or fail, Gottman has learned that men who pitch-in more frequently have more and a higher quality of sex.

Among the reasons for this:

— Couples spend less time arguing over who is going to do what and when. Instead, they have more time to do “it.”

— A woman interpret a man's willingness to do household chores as him showing how much he cares about her. She likes that he understands his responsibilities.

— His help quiets her mind and allows her to have the clean space to get down ‘n dirty in.

Then there’s the fact that some people need to have an orderly environment to be productive or good at anything. Personally, I can’t tackle a project, let alone think about anything sexy, unless things around me are in order. A fresher environment makes for getting fresh in every way. I know other sexy self-employed women who are with me on this one.

Finally, the great appeal in him doing housework is that every act contributes to a more sex-positive environment, one that’s more sexually inviting. Doing any of the following activities not only makes for a cleaner love nest, but contributes to better sex, with the carnal element being totally up to your level of creativity…

Doing Laundry — People like nothing more than to get their clean sheets dirty. But they must be purified, along with all of your garments, first. Luckily, lovers have long been fascinated with the washing machine’s reputation for rhythmic action. She can be hoisted up on the washer, with the heat soon warming her buttocks, increasing blood flow and sensations to her groin.

And this is a perfect opportunity to put a fresh spanked bottom, on that washer or drier as well. Very, well, intense...

Oh, and if you use toys at all?

Ben wa balls or anal toys are Great when seated like that!

Lovers can let the washer be their guide, making their actions in sync with the washer’s rhythm, getting faster and faster with its motions. Things only get wilder as the spin cycle kicks into high gear…

Washing Dishes — Warm water, bubbly suds, a good scrub — Who says that’s only reserved for bathroom play? Put all four hands to work, suggestively attending to your dishes as you would to each other. Allow yourselves to feel the other’s movements, noting the pressure, rhythm, and artistic movements. Kick things up a notch by hopping up on the sink’s edge and putting its spray nozzle to work. Have fun directing the spray of water at any hot spot you’re willing to expose.

I don't think so. Now I just have all that water to mop up. The rest is okay though.

Dusting — Feather dusters were practically made for foreplay. So make sure you have one for cleaning and another for grazing your lover’s skin every opportunity you get.

Vacuuming — Turning on the vacuum can rev your lover up as well, if done fantasy style. Who hasn’t daydreamed about a hot, naked housekeeper? Become that, vacuuming in your birthday suit, or your sexiest apron.

Okay, while I'll admit that the thought of watching him shirtless would be great, and know he loves watching me all bare or in next to nothing, I honestly hate doing chores bare. And not so much the modesty part, it just feels well, inpractical, and hate bumping my bare bits into stuff I'm cleaning.

Straightening Up — “Clean your room” never sounded so good, especially when you’ve got more than one room to christen. In making things spic-and-span, reward each other with anything from a simple to an acrobatic sex act on every cleared space. You may never look at your computer desk, dresser, dining room table… in quite the same way.

Sorry, sounds counter productive. I like sex in lots of places, but cleaning, then sex? Now I not only have to straighten after, but wash and polish stuff as well!

Scrubbing the Tub — Wrap up your efforts in making your bathtub sparkling clean. Then reward yourselves with a nice soak, made even better with some sensual massage.

And bent over the tub, for a good spanking for not getting my chores done, oh yes! And he doesn't seem to mind 'helping' me with the chores in that way either.

Turning cleaning into opportunities for foreplay can have couples looking forward to housework.
It can also boost their sense of togetherness in becoming a titillating team in their efforts.

Whether you want help with the housework or want to lend a hand, don’t be shy in asking for the help you need. You want to do this directly, but without complaining or pulling a “poor me” routine. Over the years, in being a perfectionist, control-freak with cleaning, I’ve asked to do everything but take out the garbage and scrub the shower.

You do those two things without prompting or complaint, and I’m perfectly happy. Hopefully, your lover is as easy to please.

Dr. Yvonne K. Fulbright is a sex educator, relationship expert, columnist and founder of Sexuality Source Inc. She is the author of several books including, "Touch Me There! A Hands-On Guide to Your Orgasmic Hot Spots."

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And on a related note...found this in a blog...

Every now and again I search Google news for the term “porn for women” just in case someone has mentioned women’s erotica in the news. It’s popping up rather heavily at the moment but, unfortunately, the subject isn’t about porn.

The cause of all the fuss is that damn Porn For Women book which features clothed men doing housework, combined with captions like “That’s OK honey, I’ll do the dishes.” As I mentioned in this post, it’s become a bestseller, with sales heading for 150,000 copies. The authors have naturally gone into sequel overdrive, producing Porn For New Moms, a 2009 calendar and a book of postcards.

Photos from the first book have apparently been doing the rounds via email, with women cheerily forwarding it on to each other.

The book was a target of feminist criticism by some who said that it recycled stereotypes about women’s sexuality. They did have a point; the book plays on the assumption that women wouldn’t ordinarily be interested or turned on by porn and that all women are obsessed with housework. This is not something that I, as a champion of women’s erotica, welcomed.

Given the book’s popularity, it seems that most women are willing to just enjoy the joke. They find the whole concept very amusing and are happy to share a laugh about it with each other. There’s no concern about the deeper feminist implications.

What it has done, however, is inspire the media to bring up the issue of gender inequality when it comes to housework. Women still do the majority of chores and childminding within the home, even if guys are starting to do their share.

This piece in The Times Online was typical of the sort of articles that have begun to appear on the topic. It quotes an older US study which found that men who do housework are more likely to “get lucky.”

“Equitable sharing of housework is associated with higher levels of marital satisfaction â€“ and sometimes more sex too,” said Joshua Coleman, a psychologist and a senior Fellow at the Council on Contemporary Families, which commissioned the report. “Wives report greater feelings of sexual interest and affection for husbands who participate in housework.”

The term “choreplay” has also found a lot of favour amongst writers. According to the AJC it was coined by Parenting Magazine as a way to describe guys doing housework.

That article does make an excellent point.

But choreplay can also backfire if the deeds are calculated moves to get lucky. Many women are secretly resentful of the prospect of their husband pitching in around the house expecting something in return.

“If that’s the case, he’d be better off with roses,” said Jen Singer, editor of MommaSaid.net. “They act like there should be a parade down Broadway for making the bed. I hear from moms, ‘Of course you should help, it’s your underpants on the floor.’”

So while it’s good that the media is raising awareness about gender equity in the home, the focus on sex isn’t necessarily welcome.

Housework shouldn’t be a bribe for sex. Sex shouldn’t be “payment” for housework. A guy should do housework because it needs to be done. A woman should have sex because she wants to. End of story, thank you very much.

But I guess it will be a long time before that makes headlines.

Lilly's freshman year, part 2 F/f

2009-08-13T15:50:00.003-10:00

Okay, time to get ready, so Lilly picked out a dark blue pullover top with a cute scoop neck, not to low, of course. Laying it over the pants which were on her bed, she decided that the color would work.

Top on first, even though it wasn't long, might as well avoid putting her pants on as long as she could.

Sigh. No way around it. Have to put them on now. Even though they were Mom approved, as far as snugness went, Lilly had 'modified' them a bit that first night. Telling her Mom she had to wash them, to make sure that no dye bled over onto something else, she made sure she 'accidently' shrunk them just a little. Which, now, the morning after a spanking, made getting them on more then a bit of an adventure.

She slid them up to her hips, then winced as she shimmied them up and over her fanny. Oh. Perhaps she'd shrunk them a bit more then she'd intended. Lilly took a deep breath, sucked her tummy in, and zipped them up, and buttoned them. Done!

Now for another quick look in the mirror. Oh! They fit Very nicely now, cupping, lifting and even separating her new lower curves, and more then just a little bit! Oh, the boys were going to notice her even more today!

Biting her lip, Lilly reflected on a different problem though, no way in heck were these 'Mom approved' anymore. In fact, if her Mom saw her trying to leave the house looking like this, she'd have kittens.

So, since taking them off wasn't really an option that even entered her head, that left the only obvious choice, how to sneak out of the house. Which, given plenty of experience, wasn't that hard. She just waited until her sisters boyfriend pulled up to give them a ride to school, and then scampered downstairs calling out 'by' to her Mom, while she was still in a different room.

Her sister just looked at her, and rolled her eyes. And then smacked her boyfriend and narrowed her eyes when he 'looked' at Lilly too.

Things went well at school too, she showed off not just for the boys, but also to the girls who hadn't thought that she really had them. Her friends oohed and ahhed appreciatively, and when she went to class, her friends and not so friends were commenting more about the way those new pants fit, than anything else.

Her first class was okay, but by the end of the period, sitting on that hard chair, it was all she could do not to fidget every little bit.

Second period didn't go quite as well. The dreaded gym class. Which while not one of her favorites, normally wasn't hated by Lilly either. Days like today though, post spanking days, well, that was different.

Because you had to change for gym.

Changing went okay, the class itself wasn't To horrid, though she was a little stiff and slow, you really forgot just how much you used your bottom day to day, until you got spanked. But then gym was done, and it was time to get changed. More precisely, it was time to get showered and changed.

And the showers weren't those nice individual ones either, they were those everyone in one room, with the showers against the wall. Damn.

And, trying to get out of showering was risky too. Because if you got caught doing that, you risked getting paddled, and Coach Robinson was widely known to swing a Mean paddle.

Damn. That meant having to shower then.

Okay. A quick strategic strip, managingto keep her bottom towards her locker, and wrapped in her towel, a casual walk to the showers.

Then things didn't go so well. There really isn't any way to discretely take your towel off, and sidle towards the shower, with your back to the wall. She had been hoping for some steam to hide in, but the lack of steam and squeals coming from the showers, let her know that the seniors who had gym before the freshman, had drained all the hot water. Damn.

Lilly made it about 5 steps after detoweling, when a voice called out, "Hey! Look! Lilly got spanked!"

Which soon turned into a chant.

Face red, the only showers open in the middle and not a convienent corner, she still kept her back to the wall as much as possible, and then hurried back out, towel around her, Coach Robinson casually checking to make sure no one tried to sneak out. And catching one poor girl who for whatever reason, had.

Poor shy Tammy, and Lilly's bottom hurt just watching and listening to her paddling. The only good thing was that everyone's attention was on Tammy, not Lilly, who rapidly took advantage of this, and skinned into her panties and pants in record though painful time.

Just in time to see the end of poor Tammy's paddling.

The Coach had Tammy bent over, touching her toes, her thin dress pulled tight over her rather plump bottom, and then the paddle came down for the second time. Tammy was already sniffling from the first lick, and at the second Loud pop she popped back up, both hands furiously scrubbing at her bottom, not caring in the least who was looking, shyness now long forgotten.

"Tammy?"

That was the Coach, and despite her reputation, her voice while firm really wasn't that mean right now.

"Tammy? I need you to bend back over, you have one more lick coming, and I really don't want to have to give you extras, okay? You can do this. Come on, hands off your bottom, that's a good girl, bend please, just like that, good, touch your toes, hold still now, almost done..."

The Coach put one hand softly on Tammy's back, to help her stay down, although the last 'lick' was Just as hard as the first two had been, and Tammy was crying now, not softly crying, but crying crying.

You could see the muscles working on the Coaches arm, as she no longer 'gently' held Tammy in place, but Held her down.

"Okay, Tammy, now you can get up. And, what did you learn today?"

Tammy was up now, hopping in place, cupping her bottom and crying.

"I, I always have to shower after gym Ma'am!"

"Good girl, now, go shower, scoot!"

more coming,

love,
Angie

Advice for women in domestic discipline relationships....

2009-08-13T11:04:00.004-10:00

As many know, I've been in a domestic discipline marriage since the start, actually before we were married.

So, here are some things I'd suggest that any wives or girlfriends whose bottom might be subject to a punishment spanking keep in mind, as things that guys don't seem to appreciate. Hopefully you can learn from my mistakes.

1. They don't find it funny when you are at the beach, about ten miles from your house, and when all the little beach bunnies start flirting for him, and showing off, and you get jealous, and wait until he is in the water, and then you take all his stuff, the towels, his sandals, his id, and drive home.

2. They don't take it well when you have been fighting, didn't clear it up the night before, and you have been stewing all night long (regardless of whether you are right or wrong, guys, never a good thing to let her stay mad over night....). And then when you leave for work before he does, you let the air out of all four tires on his truck. Okay, how was I to know he had an early meeting, he was supposed to have the day off, so it wasn't my fault!

3. Even though they are at fault about something, I would not suggest doing the cold shoulder, 'if you don't know why I'm mad, I'm not going to tell you, if you really loved me you'd Know!' routine. But that So wasn't my fault! I Told him before we were married that was a bad habit of mine and he shouldn't let me get by with it. So just because he hadn't seen it he thought I was exagerating and teasing. So it's really his fault that he let it go on for three days that time. He is the Head of House after all!

4. The Really don't appreciate when you do something that might affect your health or safety. Although they don't seem to be terribly worried about the health or safety of your bottom at such times.

5. If you are put out at him for whatever reason, they don't seem to think it's funny at all when a bunch of his friends are over, and you are calling him sweety, dear, honey, etc, and sharing with all of them all the little cute and sweet things he does for you around the house. For some reason they act like you are trying to embarrass them on purpose or something.

6. They really get irritated when because you failed to fill your car up with gas, you borrow his truck, and then fail to fill that up as well.

7. When attending his work functions, you should act like a sweet and loyal wife, even if his coworkers and boss are a bunch of jackasses and you didn't want to be there in the first place.

8. It is not a good idea to gossip, especially when it can be tracked to you as the one starting it.

I think that's a good enough start for now.

If you want more ideas on avoiding domestic discipline, and you like drawings of spankings, you need to go to http://animeotk.com/ then to the gallery section. Once there, check out Cc's gallery, she has a whole gallery just devoted to this topic, and is one of my fave artists.

Love,

Angie

hey all,

2009-08-13T10:57:00.003-10:00

this is just a general update type post.

I apologize if some one has tried to contact me, and I haven't gotten back to you. Part might have been technical, as if I'm logged out of the yahoo im, people that try to im me get sent to the 'new' yahoo mail im box and I don't always see that I have something waiting.

The rest is all on me though.

I haven't been feeling the best the last few weeks, it seems like I'm tired all the time, and that I'm sleeping all the time and I can't remember anything if I haven't written it down.

And there is some family and work stuff going on as well.

And not saying this to whine, but just so you know why I haven't be posting as much lately, is all.

love,,
Angie

2009-08-12T05:36:00.001-10:00

Lilly's freshman year F/f

2009-08-11T08:31:00.002-10:00

"Lily, time to get up, and I don't want to have to call you again, young lady, understood?"

Whether she was understood or not, her Mom didn't wait around for an answer, but swatted her daughters fanny as it poked up from under the sheets. Even though the swat hadn't been that hard, the whining "Mommmmmm!" that it produced brought a smile to her face, as it was proof that Lilly was still feeling the effects of last nights mother daughter talk.

Lilly heard the door mostly close, and then got out of bed, squeaking a bit as her bottom sat on the bed for a bit to long. Shutting the door tightly, she went over to the full length mirror, and pulled her shorty nighty up off her sore bottom, no need to take panties down, since she hadn't bothered with putting them on last night, and turned, peeking over her shoulder at the reflected damage.

Well, she thought, not as bad as last night, by any means, but gosh, it still really hurt when she sat. Or, she sulked, when her Mom swatted her.

"Lilly?" came the query from downstairs.

"I'm up, I'm up! I'll be down in a sec!" The other comments that she might have made, such as 'geez' or 'give me a break!' or 'gawd, I'll be down when I'm down!' were not said, although they were thought. Part of what had gotten her into spanking trouble last night, was that she had seriously backtalked last night when her Mom was scolding her about her homework. Sassing right now, the morning after a spanking, was pretty much a sure fire way to get her fanny spanked before school, and that wasn't in Lilly's plans.

So she hurried downstairs, her older sister was there waiting as well, already eating, smirking at her as she sat and then squeaked. No way to avoid it though, her parents insisted that the girls sit and eat, and not just rush off, sore bottom or not.

Breakfast done, she took care of her dishes quick, no need for a lecture on that as well, and then hurried back upstairs, to take a quick shower and get ready for the day.

The shower was short, even by school morning standards, warm water spraying on her bottom wasn't that comforting.

So, Lilly was back in her room wrapped in her towel, as she dried her hair and decided what to wear today.

Normally she had all her outfits picked out well in advance, but last nights spanking made her question things. Usually after a spanking, she'd be wearing a dress or skirt, something that was loose and wouldn't rub, not like her jeans or pants.

But, she'd been bragging about this new pair of sky blue 'jeans', and some of the girls had said that no way her Mom was going to shell out that much money for them. So if she didn't show up in them, after she said she already had them, well, the teasing would be unbearable. Wearing them the next day wouldn't work either, the would just assume she hadn't had them, and had begged her Mom to buy them for her.

So no way around it, she'd just have to suck it up, sometimes you had to suffer for fashion.

Looking in her pantie drawer, the nice, soft, full briefs caught her eye, again, under normal circumstances, what she would choose post spanking. Again, fashion dictated otherwise. No Way was she going to have panty lines from briefs showing under her new pants!

That meant her only real choice were her cute but snug bikinis, the ones with the cute elastic at waist,and legs. Elastic that on days like today felt like sandpaper and did nothing except irritate. Finding a blue pair that almost matched her pants, with cute litte contrasting elastic, Lilly shimmied into her undies, and then snagged out a bra as well, and got that on as well. And looked in the mirror again.

Dang.

The girl looking back at her was tall, 5'7", and looking like she was going to sprout a bit more, as her folks would tease. Long brown hair that was almost to her waist, brown eyes, hips and bottom Finally starting to curve and plump out nicely now that she was 14, but, sadly, not to much on top yet. So she turned from side to side, seeing if changing the angle somehow helped. Or if pushing her arms together, did. And that did, a bit. At least her Mom had consented about a year ago, and had let her start wearing bras, even if she really didn't need them.

end part 1....

2009-08-11T03:25:00.001-10:00

More World of Warcraft and gaming humor....

2009-08-08T19:10:00.010-10:00

Here you go, since I had someone who apreciated the last set. You either get it, or you don't. The game I've been playing for some time on xbox is Oblivion. I've got a very nice Dark Elf maid, and I'm a master sneak, master archer, and master in most magics, and have good invisiblity charms as well. Though I think it's not fair that the game won't let me enchant a bikini.

Oh, and btw, these are all from http://www.supermegatopia.com/ he's got Tons of stuff there, from the WoW stuff, look for that in the Bootybay tab, to his archives and gallery.

And another oh. Oh, if you click on the pics? They get bigger. It's magic.

Angie

For those into role playing games,a bit of humor

2009-08-07T05:17:00.003-10:00

sorry, this was to good to put just on my politics blog...

2009-08-07T04:14:00.001-10:00

Slapped bottoms....rl clips

2009-08-06T06:14:00.003-10:00

a better shot of Maya

2009-08-06T06:11:00.002-10:00

2009-08-06T05:11:00.000-10:00

2009-08-03T16:50:00.000-10:00

The only 'butt' I care about... F/f

2009-08-03T11:31:00.002-10:00

"But, but Mommieeeee!!!! Owwwwwieee!"

"Hush! I'm not in any mood, the only 'butt' I'm concerned with right now, young lady, is your little 'butt'!"

Swat!

"Oooowwww!!!! Mommmieee!"

"sly, since you were away on vacation, you picked up quite a few bad habits, little girl!"

Spank! Spank spank spank spank spank spank spank!

"Your manners are awful! "

Spank!

"sly, I want to be hearing please, and yes Mommie, and No Mommie, and may I, and Sir and Ma'am when you are talking to other adults, and it's 'yes', not yeah, and you will Answer when I talk to you, do you understand me sly?"

Spank!

"Ow ow oww! Ohhh yes Mommie yes Mommie I understand Ma'am! Oh I'm sorry oh it hurts please stop, please!"

Spank!

"Not yet. I'm tired of your eye rolling, the crossed arms, the huffing, the sighing, and it Stops, miss sly, now!"

Spank spank spank spank spank!

"Oh OW yes Mommie no eye rolling Mommie I won't!"

Spank spank spank!

"And?"

My hand, resting on bare red bottom as I wait....

"Um, no crossed arms, and no huffing?"

"Good, that's right."

Spank!

"And, I'm tired of all the backtalk, all the sass, of having to tell you more then once to do something. That stops too, young lady."

"Yes Mommie yes Ma'am!"

"Good. " pat pat pat...

"Now, up you go, nose in the corner, and hands Off your fanny, I'll let you know when you can come out. Scoot."

Love,
Mommie

The movie A Perfect Getaway....

2009-07-30T08:00:00.003-10:00

If you've caught the ads for this, amazing scenery, it takes place on the Na Pali trail on Kauai, Hawaii.

Love that trail, and have hiked it all the way to the end, a few times. I wrote a story about it, called Camping, about some real life adventures there once. (just type camping in the little search box on the blog...)

Love,
Angie

Song of the day- My heart belongs to Daddy

2009-07-25T18:14:00.001-10:00

Anita O'Day

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GS-NponTvYw

Sister problems part 2 f/f

2009-07-25T11:21:00.002-10:00

I pouted, but I knew she wasn't joking either, so as soon as she got out the door, I finished drying off and got changed. The stupid vest and even dumber panties,then the blouse and jumper.

Dang. I looked in the mirror, turned my head, turned and looked again. Dang! I didn't really look any different in this then I had when I was 12! I could feel how hot my face was, and I felt sort of teary, too.

I wasn't sure how much time I had left, I had sorta lost track, so I got my fanny out and down and found Sly. It was a good thing I had, as even though she was yapping on the phone again (ha, so much for Sly not thinking she was girly), probably with Ellen, she actually had the kitchen timer out on the coffee table! Gosh! I had about 45 seconds left but I'm glad I hadn't dawdled any longer.

"....yeah, sorry, so stuck here for at least today, and probably going to have to be babysitting her for the rest of the week as well..."

I blushed again, I didn't think she really had to say babysitting, she was just showing off and being mean, now.

"..but yeah, they didn't say I couldn't have anyone over, just that she couldn't. So stop on by whenever you want,'k, and keep me company. Hang on a sec, a'right?"

She put the phone down, but didn't bother covering it up.

"Well you just made it, smart. You need to get started on your chores, Mommie left the list for you on kitchen table. "

And that was that, she didn't even say anything else, I was just ignored, dismissed.

"Slllyyy come on, can't I wait a bit and then get started? I've got plenty of time, and ..."

I sorta didn't finish as she just looked at me again.

"Yeah, sorry, hang on again, I have to take care of something real quick. No, no need to hang up this won't take long."

Sly was standing now, and I'm a lot smaller anyway, and in my old clothes, I felt Really small. And young.

"Angie? Come here please, now."

Crud. And she had That look to. I went, not fast but I went.

I got there, and couldn't look her in the eye. So I looked at the floor.

"S-Sly? I'm sorry, I won't backtalk anymore, I'll go do my chores an...."

She just put her finger to my lips then, and very softly tapped them. Pops she called them. I shut up and even my ears felt hot now.

"Angie? I know you are going to do your chores now. Because I told you to. I'm not going to put up with you backtalking, sassing, or arguing with me everytime I tell you to do something, okay? And this is the only warning I'm going to give you. If I have to repeat myself after this, if I have to tell you something twice, if you backtalk me, I'm not going to argue. I'm going to spank you until you are really, really sorry you didn't mind me right off the bat. Angie, do you understand me?"

Her finger was still on my lips, so with big eyes, I rapidly nodded yes that I did!

"Good. Turn."

I squeaked as she actually turned me as she said it, and then I squeaked again but didn't move as she pulled the back of my jumper up and then pinned it up in back so my panties were showing! I almost whined out 'Slyyyy!' again, but stopped myself before it left my lips.

She took my left wrist, and raised my arm up, and I gasped as she said "hold still", then squealed and danced as she swatted me four times, Hard right across my panties!

"Scoot" she said, so I scooted, cringing a bit at the next, "and don't you dare unpin your dress, I'll let it down when I'm ready. Good. Hey, Ellen? yeah,no, it's fine, Angie was just acting out, so had to swat her is all. Sure, come on over now, not a problem."

Love,
Angie

Music from The L Word-site of the day...

2009-07-25T07:03:00.003-10:00

The L Word is an interesting series, following the lives of a group of upscale Lesbians in LA. Among other things, one of the things I've loved during the series is their use of pop and indy music as a soundtrack to what is going on. Many times, I've heard something on a show, and then gone dang, what was that? And the don't tell you what the songs were at the end of the show.

Well, discovered at the official L word site, they have a music section, which breaks down What the songs are, by season and episode and location In the episode!

http://www.thelwordonline.com/music.html

so here are some songs I like as featured in the series.

blunt-wild strawberries
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3DthZRh9FIM

Ladylove-joystick
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IMVFbwsfPQ

Bareback-EZ girl
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxcpXqvX6os

Lonely lonely-Feist
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UlIDp7Rk2Ag

I never knew your name- Joystick
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a06zXAUBp1o

It girl- Betty
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ra0UmDetVlY

Some kind of wonderful- Betty with Pam Grier
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_VjNDk4nUbc

Do you take it?- The wet spots (Sly's song...)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grGrN_nuWg8

Get on-Dirtmitts
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wd04wJna9Ag

Playgirl-ladytron
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlCjRuo8ayM

Kiss the world - Catlow
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ztE38Rp1yOQ

Lay around-the jealous girlfriends
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ARrVxbH6ZA

Alright-Kinnie Star
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kPpRQeCWcPA

Sugar high-Jaymes Bullet
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3yyKX9GsYQ

have fun,
Angie

Ana Beatriz Barros, sigh....

2009-07-23T12:40:00.008-10:00

Something about Brazillian women...the top pic is my wallpaper. The next one down, is one of my all time fave pics ever, what a sweet little smile.

Sister problems f/f

2009-07-21T16:21:00.002-10:00

(this is a variation of my family stories. here, Sly is almost 17, and I'm 14. And our parents are a Lesbian couple. If this isn't for you, you've been warned. And no, no sex.)

"Slyyyyyyy!" I whined out in my best whine, "C'monnnn, it's not fair!"

That was as I was fresh from shower in my towel, looking at what my loving sister had so thoughtfully laid out for me on my bed. I couldn't believe, she had actually Picked out my clothes, like I was 5 or something!

She was there of course, waiting for me, leaning against my wall, tshirt, and olive drab cargo shorts. Arms folded across her chest.

"And just what isn't fair, Angela Lynn?"

I flushed and cringed at that, a hand sorta going on it's own to my bottom. I only ever get called Angela Lynn when I'm in trouble or being scolded. And my hand, well, when she called me that, my bottom started throbbing from my little 'talk' last night with Mommie.

I don't think it's right that someone just saying your name should be able to make your bottom hurt like that. Like it's linked or something.

I pouted and flounced a bit. I've been working on my flounce.

"You know, well, This!" I pointed for dramatic effect to my bed. "You didn't have to pick my stuff out ya know! And even if you were supposed to, you didn't have to be pick out that outfit, gawd!"

"Not fair? Okay, Angela..."

Well at least she'd dropped the Lynn....I still pouted though.

"How's this for fair? I already had plans today, I was supposed to be going with my friends to the amusement park. And now I'm not. And why is that, Angela?"

Dang, still at Angela. She was ticked. She usually didn't stay mad at me that long. I mean, she was bossy and everything and pushy and picked on me, but she usually didn't stay mad at me.

"I'm sorry Sly, I didn't ask for you to have to stay home, ya know! I coulda just stayed home alone, I am 14!"

Even as I said that though, I turned so I wasn't looking at Sly, she wasn't smiling at All anymore, and what I'd just said sounded stupid even to me.

She surprised me like she sometimes does, sorta being right behind me, and then her fingers under my jaw, turning my head to make me look at her, like Mommie and Daddie do.

Quiet voice now.

"Angie? I asked you a question, and I Want an answer...."

She got that trick from Daddie....

Even if I couldn' t lower my head, I could still look at the floor, so I did. My face was hot as I answered her.

"Um, because, I sorta got into trouble, and they wanted you to stay with me?"

I yelped as she swatted me through the towel.

"You didn't 'sorta' get into trouble. Why did I have to stay home?"

"Slyyyyyyy!"

Another swat, another yelp.

"Last chance. One...two....."

Dang!

"Okay okay! I was in trouble cause I hadn't done my dumb chores and had went out anyways, and then when I got grounded, I snuck out when no one was here! Okay?"

My face was very hot now, and my bottom was hurting again, I was recalling last nights 'talk' in a lot of detail.

"And?"

I gave her my best kitten eyes but they didn't work on her this time. I scooched away before she could swat me again.

"And, and you had to stay home cause Mommie and Daddie said I...." I paused, and decided I better say exactly what they had said, "...obviously couldn't be trusted to stay in when I was grounded, so they needed you to watch me. But I'm really really sorry Sly, honest, I am! And I'll listen to you an not give you any problems, but I can pick my own clothes out!"

"Angie? What did Mommie say before they left?"

Dang.

"Angie?"

"Um, Mommie said that you were in charge, an better mind you and do what you said or, well, you know."

"Or what, Angie?"

"Slyyyyyyy! " I stamped my foot a bit, but you weren't falling for that either. The boys sometimes did now.

"Or, Mommie said if I didn't mind you or listen to you or obey you...." (Mommie had been Quite specific in how she had worded that) "...that, that Daddie was going to take her belt to my bottom when they got back. 'K?"

"So, Angie, I think you better starting minding, and listening, and obeying, don't you? Or your going to go over My lap before they even get home. And, I think if I have to stay home to babysit my 14 year old sister, like I'd have to a little kid, you might as well dress the part, don't you?"

I mumbled out a "Yes Ma'am".

I looked back at the bed. Stupid outfit anyway. I mean, it's not fair that I wasn't really any bigger now than I was at 12. Well, okay, 11, but almost 12. And I don't know why Mommie thought she had to keep my old clothes around. But there was this dumb vest instead of a bra, not that I really needed one yet, Mommie let me wear one so I wouldn't get teased, but the little girl vest was there. And stupid old cotton panties, briefs! Disney princess ones! With shiny pink elastic at the waist and legs! And a jumper and with a white capsleeved blouse! The Only saving grace was that it wasn't my old grade school uniform jumper, but this was way childish.

"Good. I'm glad we understand each other. You have five minutes to be dressed, and downstairs. If I were you, I wouldn't test me right now, Angie."

And then she was out the door.

love,
Angie

some thoughts on punishment clothing

2009-07-20T02:58:00.002-10:00

Someone asked me recently, what I meant when I had made comment to the use of punishment clothing, so I thought I'd just do a post about it.

Well, to start off with, this is something that can be used for both play 'punishment' as well as for real punishments.

At it's most basic, punishment clothing is exactly that, something used to punish.

It gets a bit more complicated after that.

Although like with self spanking, it can be self assigned, it is more common that it is assigned by another person. And that is the first thing that makes this a punishment or discipline, the simple fact that you are being treated like a child, not allowed to choose what you wear, but have to wear what you are told to.

I know women, who even though they often wear dresses or skirts on their own, suddenly find it restrictive, when they are Told that that is all they are allowed to wear, at home and work, until told otherwise.

But there are almost endless variations to this punishment/discipline.

Sometimes, it's now what you are told to wear, it's what you are Not allowed to wear. Perhaps you might find you are no longer allowed to wear panties or knickers for a while. And while a certain minority of women might like going commando, most of us find this quite embarrassing, even though no one else is going to know.

Or perhaps while at home, you are not allowed to have a skirt or pants on, having to run around in just your top and undies, assuming you are allowed undies.

Or if you were possibly procastinating with chores, you might find that an apron, with our without undies on under it, is your clothing for the night.

All of this, is rather a personal thing. What is punishing for one woman, will not be for another.

As an example. I've Always hated those boring, plain white cotton briefs. I mean, hello, how hard is it to put a nice little ribbing or pointelle pattern in it, or some pretty elastic, something. So for me to have to wear those awful things, is a punishment.

For others, for some unknown reason, that is their daily wear by choice, so it wouldn't be a punishment for them. Being made to wear a thong, however, would be.

Another factor that can be used with punishment clothing is making it uncomfortable. This could be done by modifying some regular clothing, such as putting oh, sandpaper or rice in your bra cups, or the seat or other areas of your panties. It could be that the clothing itself is made from some uncomfortable material. Its really amazing how many panties are out there made out of stiff, scratchy, uncomfortable lace. Or it might be that pair of undies you discovered that had that Awful seam that always seems to dig in and chafe (I have a story somewhere in my blog, real life, about how a pair of panties he got me turned out to be punishment panties...). Or it might be something custom made, such as panties made out of burlap.

Clothing can also be made uncomfortable because of the sizing. Having to wear panties that are a size smaller then you usually wear, so they are constantly riding up, as well as that elastic biting in, is a constant reminder to mind your manners.

And some things are just more uncomfortable even without mucking about with their sizes. Such as old fashioned girdles and pantygirdles. They really hold the heat in. Especially after a spanking. Same holds true with pantyhose, especially those awfull support/control ones (tights to you Europeans).

Another common use of punishment clothing is to dress the naughty one younger. This is common, and not just for play, but actual punishment. Being told if you are going to act like a __ year old, that you will be treated like one. This could be as mild as simply having to wear panties appropriate to such an age (and if you go into stores these days, there are a LOT of panties out there, in both the women's deparments, as well as the girls - a lot of Big little girls out there adn the larger sizes will fit a lot of women), like Hannah Montana, Sesame Street, Disney Princesses, etc.

This is something often done for those who have to wear 'normal' work attire, but under, they have their little girl vest or training bra, and little girl briefs.

At home, they may find that they are being put into younger girl outer clothing as well.

Some will also use formal school girl uniforms. A simple search for 'school uniforms' will lead to countless vanilla vendors. She can be put in a high school uniform, of skirt and nice top, or the younger girls jumper and blouse.

Oh, and regarding younger clothing as a punishment, those women who are in fact young, and young looking, and often small in stature, often use their clothes and makeup in real life to let others know that they aren't a child. Take away that makeup, the jewlery, and dress her young, those that don't know her Will assume she is the age she is dressed. And then when you take her shopping or out to eat in an area where people don't know you, they will treat her that age as well.

For bedtime, and possibly an early bedtime if she was especially naughty, she might find herself in dropseat jammies, something that is actually quite practical in the winter in colder climes. You can actually oftentimes find these in ordinary deptarment stores in colder places. Or, this is a great site - http://www.bobbiesdrop-seats.com/

And you might want to dress her as a Very young girl, if that is how she has been acting. Maybe even a toddler, with diapers, or pullups. If she is slim, try out the Goodnites for girls pullup panties....

So, there you have some of my thoughts, I'm sure many of you will have your own, please share.

love,
Angie

Today's funny post ....

2009-07-20T02:35:00.002-10:00

is from Eliane, and you need to go to her blog and read it yourself.

New To Spanking

some FF from movies and tv....for Sly

2009-07-18T19:16:00.003-10:00

part 1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BbAhcGYoDCs

part 2
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NYrYJvkdM4w

part 5
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ed1_j8jmWc

The L Word kisses
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w402Q7Ya89U

The L Word fave kisses
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q6SHR9Smnx4

Vocabulary lesson M/F domestic discipline rl

2009-07-18T17:52:00.003-10:00

"Oh! Ow ow oh Honneyyyy pleaseee! I'm sorry so sorry Please Ahhh! O-oh no more please no more!"

The spanking had been bad enough, and then my copying the words he had given me, while seated on my paddled bottom had been horrid, squirming to try to find an unspanked spot to sit on had proved fruitless. And now trying to recite my lesson, while he encouraged me with the strap, as my bare fanny was high in the air, was almost unbearable.

"Quit stalling young lady, and lets hear it."

"Oh oh yes Sir, yes Sir! "

"P-pouting. Pouting means sticking my lip out, to express displeasure, Sir, or that I have a sullen or sulky expression on my face, Sir!"

Crack!

"Ahhhh! oh honey please dear oh I'm sorry!"

"That was very good. Now, what did you learn 'sullen' meant, Angela Lynn?"

"Oh! Oh gosh! No, please, wait! I know it I know it, honest I do! Sullen. Sullen means I'm resentfully silent, Sir! And I'll do better, really I will, I will, plea...Ohhhh! ow ow ow oww owwwww!"

I thought it especially mean that he laid that one on, right on my thigh bottom crease, which he had already paid more then enough attention to.

"Hush. You'll have plenty of time to talk. Next, what did you learn 'sulk' means?"

"Oh yes dear sulk! Sulk. When I sulk, I am sulky I am remaining silent, and holding myself in an ill- Ahhhh! Ow oh oh sorrry sorryyy please I'll get it! I'll get it! W-when I sulk I am remaining silent, and holding myself in an aloof, sullen, ill tempered, or offended mood! And that's not allowed either Sir! I'm sorry, it won't happen again! I promise oh I promi.... Eeeeiiiii!!!!!"

Again on my sit spot!

"Good. And it better not little wife. Because I'm done putting up with your moods. So help me, from now on, any moody behavior from you, and you aren't going to sit, is that understood?"

"Oh yes dear it is, please honey I'll be so good I will and ..."

"What did you learn 'aloof' means, Angela Lynn?"

"Oh yes Honey Aloof! Aloof means I'm acting standoffish, distant, chilly, and unapproachable!!!"

"Hush and listen. Are you allowed to be sullen, Angela Lynn?"

"No Sir! No dear I'm not! I'....Owwwwieeee!!!"

That one was across the plumpest part of my poor plump rump.

"No, you aren't, and Why aren't you young lady?"

"B-because if I'm sullen, it means I'm both resentful and silent, Dear! An, and if I'm upset or resentful with you, I'm not to be silent but to tell you why, Dear!"

"Very good Angie..." pat pat pat.... "and, are you allowed to be sulky little one?"

"No Honey I'm not I'm not! Because if I'm sulking Sir that means I'm being silent again, and being aloof, and ill tempered, and sullen and acting offended! And I'm sorry honey oh please I am!"

"Well you certainly aren't silent now, are you? Are you going to remember this the next time you are upset?"

"Yes! Yes! I will I will! I... OWWWWWWW!!!!!"

"And are you allowed to be aloof, little one?"

"N-no, no Dear, I'm, I'm not, cause, cause if I'm aloof I'm trying to to be unapproachable and keep you at a distance, Dear. I'm soooo sorryyyyyyyy! Really I am I should have talked to you, I should have..."

"You should hush and listen, baby, is what you should do. Now, are you allowed to pout, Angie?"

"Oh no, no pouting, I won't pout because it means I'm being sulky or sullen!"

"Close sweety...."

"Oh honey, I'm not sassing but I'm sure that was right and..."

"Hush. Here is your pouting rule. I don't care if see a pout on your pretty little face, understood? Provided you aren't sulky, or sullen. Because what do those two things have in common, Angela Lynn?"

Another to my sit spots!

"Ahhhhh!!!!! Oh oh owwww!!!!! T-they mean I'm b-being silent, and bad tempered Dear!"

"Very good, sweety. What else does pouty mean?"

"Oh. Um, that I'm sticking my lip out to express displeasure?"

"Yes it does, sweety. THAT you won't get in trouble for, as long as you tell me Why you are pouting, clear?"

"Oh yes dear, very clear, crystal clear, perfectly clea... Ohhh!!!!" and that as soft lips kissed each blazing and tender bottom cheek.

"And, Angie baby, why else do naughty little wives sometimes pout? Hmmm"

Tears then, as I didn't know, and the thought of more spanks was unbearable.

I turn my head to look at him, confused, and not wanting to get this wrong. I can see the soft smile on his face, stern and cross no longer.

"W-we sometimes p-pout to get our Husband's attention?"

A soft nod...

"O-or to flirt or to play or fish for a compliment?"

"Well, I don't know about other naughty little wives, but I know mine does that. And that kind of pouting I would very much like if you did whenever you want, Angela Lynn. But, what kind of pouting aren't you allowed anymore?"

"The bad kind! The silent moody sullen sulky kind Dear!"

soft kiss, on my trembling tear moistened lips this time...

"I think you have it now. Do we need to go over your new words another time, to be sure, Angela?"

"Oh no please no I remember! I...." I saw his smile is what I saw.

So I pouted. But not in the bad way.

love,
Angie

Mood for today: Making Whoopie

2009-07-18T09:55:00.002-10:00

Making Whoopie-Julie London
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GbRZzyF86WM

I only have eyes for you-The Flamingos
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-QPXBCTRPzQ

In the still of the night-The Five Satins
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MRb1-SAAIzs

Why Don't You Do Right-Jaclyn
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWDaZ3ZjbRw

Rock me-Great White
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2flT7QzwOSI

Rebel Yell- Billy Idol (she yelled More More More)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjnI54xlNp0

Lovin, Touchin, Squeezin-Journey
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MHtQkJRp320

Ring my bell -Anita Ward (and guys? if you can't find her bell, ask...)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0zQtAPVeDVY

Love to love you baby-Donna Summer (couldn't find the 16 min. version, oh well)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1ArZEFwRsY

I feel love-Donna Summer (isnt she smoking hot? sigh)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k8TBmeK9Abg

Love and Passion - Cheryl Barnes (American Gigolo)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TULBjGefCaE

Call me-Blondie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aH3Q_CZy968

Feel like Making love- Bad Company
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RlkhPUEBEz4

Take my breath away-Berlin
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DARX9nzNE3E

Still loving you-Scorpions
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-awCvY8Obkw

and for you single girls....

Will you still love me tomorrow-The Shirelles
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cbxxkwBQk_o

love,
Angie

a song for my mood today, Angie by the Stones

2009-07-17T07:26:00.003-10:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2RTWzsGO4Zc

and this one as well, Tuesday's gone
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8sF0bQBOsFM

yep, that's my mood today

Have some stuff going on....

2009-07-17T03:00:00.001-10:00

... with vanilla friends and family, so if not on much today or I don't see you in chat or don't comment on blog, please understand.

love,
Angie

Site of the day, Pin up girl clothing

2009-07-16T08:02:00.002-10:00

My Husband loves it when I wear retro style dresses and skirts, and this is a very nice little site that offers a Wide variety of stuff.

http://www.pinupgirlclothing.com/

When you are browsing, make sure you click on all the little subareas, as sometimes there are all sorts of other places it will take you. There is some overlap at times between areas within their site, but it's still fun to browse. As an example, when you click on 'pinup couture' you will then have choices of evening dresses, daytime dresses, swimwear, and separates.

I like that they have a lot of separates, that works well for those of us who are small on top but not on the bottom.

This is what I'm wearing today...
http://www.pinupgirlclothing.com/vintage-wiggle-dress-black.html

today's undies..
http://www.herroom.com/Felina-198P-Desirables-Stretch-Lace-Panties.shtml

And of Course if you are going retro, have to have a nice girdle, and stockings....
http://www.girdlebound.com/store/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&Store_Code=GVG&Product_Code=R9357&Category_Code=AIOAC

by for now,
Angie

product of the day, KY Intense

2009-07-16T05:21:00.002-10:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWiVZMbOD1o

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MhRJ8ZsEJgw

Joanna on self spanking....

2009-07-15T17:29:00.001-10:00

We've had our eye on Polish pouter Joanna Krupa for some time. So when FOXNews.com heard she was on the cover of the August issue of Maxim, we knew it would be hot.
But when we saw the cover spread, even we were surprised.
In it, Krupa , who currently stars on the ABC reality show "The Superstars," seems to wear little more than beads of water (or is it sweat?) and makes one provocative statement after another.
PHOTOS: Click for exclusive pics from Krupa's sweaty Maxim shoot.
On host of "The Superstars," Warren Sapp: “He was so arrogant and disrespectful. I think he’s frustrated because he used to be in the NFL and now it looks like he’s had too many hamburgers.”
On her favorite body part: “I like my butt. It’s perfectly proportional, it’s cute, and it’s still where it belongs. It’s been behaving so far, and if it doesn’t, I can spank it a little bit and put it back in place—just like I do with my men.”

How to make a spanking....

2009-07-15T15:27:00.002-10:00

who knew we had our own drink? Found this online, I didn't make it up. Honest. And I mean it this time.

Spanking Recipe
Rating:
46 % (of 108 votes)
Ingredients:
1.0 Top-off Lemon Lime Soda1.0 oz. CranRasberry Cranberry juice1.0 oz. OVAL Vodka

Directions:
Fill 9-10oz. glass with ice Pour in Vodka, then Lemon-Lime Soda near top, then splash on CranRasberry. Garnish with cherry. From Ron and Cindy to you.
We hope you found the above information on how to make a Spanking helpful.

Mommy's time out wine....

2009-07-15T08:39:00.003-10:00

My sisters sent me a bottle of this, so I had to share....

and here is there website.

http://www.mommystimeout.net/index.html

love,
Angie

2009-07-15T03:46:00.001-10:00

Feeling young, reparenting, and where my head is at lately

2009-07-14T04:38:00.004-10:00

(drawing by Leander, at http://animeotk.com/ )

Not sure why I feel a bit embarrassed to write this one, but it wants out so here it is.

At various groups I belong to, both vanilla and not, and just listening to other women and family, the topic, as it often does when women gather, has been freqently turning to how they were brought up, and how they are raising their families. Even the young single women get in on this.

And, it's not just about I was spanked, or wasn't. It's all the little details, like, was grounding used? And if so, how. Because if you haven't asked around, not all groundings are equal, not by a Long shot.

As an example, for a variety of reasons, grounding in my family, both getting and then giving, was used fairly seldom. And when it was, it meant confined to the house, usually, with no tv, no music, etc.

A friend of mine uses what I call by comparision, a Strict grounding, as opposed to my more general grounding. Her naughty one if grounded, will be confined to their room, except for meals, chores, and bathroom time. My niece Leah just experienced a week of that, after her little party at the cabin and 2 hour past curfew incident.

Or there are other ways families do things. What rules do they have? Which are strictly enforced?

Do they warn? How many times?

Do they have a reward/demerit system? Is it posted?

If they spank, and use an implement, is it in plain sight at all times?

Are spankings given in private?

If the parents practice domestic discipline, do the kids know about it?

Do they homeschool?

If they homeschool, are they relaxed, kids learn at their own pace? Or, do the kids wear uniforms, at home, during school time to remind them this is school time? (and yes, I know quite a few families that do this....)

Have they chosen to send the kids to a school that spanks?

Are the parents two Mommies, instead of a single parent or a Mommy and Daddy? (or in one of my ongoing fantasies, is one of the women actually Daddie? It's a particular Lesbian dynamic I'm not going to get into now).

But you see what mean. Maybe. Families are Not equal, there are endless variations and differences.

Which brings us back to me. Ever since I've been a girl, I've wondered what it would be like, to live someplace else, in a different family, different place, different time. And, it's not like what some think,I had a very happy childhood, was very loved and cared for.

But even as a girl, I wondered, 'what if?' What would it be like, to be a daughter in a different family, different rules, different ways of doing things? What if my school spanked!? Would it be in front of everyone? Would I get it again at home? Would I have to wear a uniform?

Or what if I were a girl today, with all todays' tempations? With cell phones, computers and endless channel cable tv.....

So yes, even now, as old as I am, I often fantasize about what it would be like, to be a girl again. And not talking just role play, or me at my age 'acting' young. But somehow, whether with some sci-fi gadget, or some Harry Potter magic, but poof! There I am, young again. Sometimes with all my adult memories still there, sometimes not, all sorts of variations in my fantasies.

But to those around me, I Am that age.

What I haven't figured out, is when I think this, I'm almost always either 8, or 14. Sometimes 12. Occasionaly something else, but usually those three.

14, I can kind of see. See, um, even though I'm 3rd of 4 sisters, I was always the more passive and shy one. And, I was also a late bloomer. Very late.

Right now, I'm only 5'4", about 125lbs. I'm 34b (and um, most of that 34 is from working out and not breast)-28 (but flat!)-38. sigh. Like I have my Irish grandmothers chest, and my German grandmothers bottom, I don't match.

My sisters on the other hand, well. All three are in the 5'8" 5'9" range. My older two were literally homecoming/prom queens, cheerleaders, etc.

My younger sister was very much one of those cute tomboy jockettes the boys love.

Me, even at 13, no development yet. And my 11 year old sister was getting pretty close to my size if not my size.

By the time I was 14, she was bigger then I was. I really didn't start getting curves at all, till I was 15, and not Just 15 either.

So even by the time I was 12, my extended family treated me more like the baby of the family.

So that is why I know I think of 14 so often.

But been thinking a lot, when I read blogs, chat with people, etc, about how their family is, or was, what it would be like, to be in their family, what would it be like to if they did strict detention. What would there reward/demerit chart be like? Would Mommy or Daddy be the spanker? How would they spank? shiver....

so,that's what I've been thinking of lately.

love,

On birth order, and Heads of House, etc, part two...

2009-07-14T03:44:00.002-10:00

okay, back in June, did a little post, and going to reprint it here, with the various comments people put up at the time, and then add some more after that, both what I've found, and my personal experiences.

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I was chatting the other day with a friend, and the converstation switched to basic personality types, how some, like my Husband or her, were ones who felt comfortable being the leader in relationships, natural Heads of House (HOH), if you will.

And how others, such as myself, feel more comfortable when we aren't in a HOH position.

From there, got to thinking of how she, and my Husband, and other HOHs that I know, are overwhelmingly first born.Whereas many who prefer not to be the HOH, and are in fact, the spankee in their relationships, are usually not the first born.So, obviously my sample size is small, so what has been your experience?

(and feel free to add in your own experiences, and observations, people....)

6 comments:
Beckey said...
You are so right Angie! I'm the middle girl of 3 and my older sister is still in a DD relationship she is a bit more of a boss. I tend to flip between roles and my younger sister really craves having to obey someone.With my husband he is the oldest and the only boy in his family and as he had a single mother he has developed a dominant personality as he had to run the house in a way from an early age.

SandyB said...
My family must be in the minority then. I'm the eldest of three, really laid back and most of the time just go with the flow. Brother is a year younger, quite assertive in his working life, but is a bit hen-pecked by his wife. Maybe just me, but I find it really unattractive in a guy, esp one who is 6"4and really BIG. Younger sister, by 10 years, is VERY in charge. She's not in a relationship, but she's the person who gets things done, always speaks her mind and bosses everyone around.

Mrs M said...
This is very interesting, I am the last born in my family - although there is a considerable age difference between us.However I consider myself a submissive, but in actuality struggle with not leading in ways (and have lead in social groups before).I love submitting, and enjoy being led when it comes to my sexual relationships but struggle outside of that.At work I am the boss, and I use leadership as a way to overcome my personal fears and shyness.Therefore I find it quite hard to submit sometimes, but DD is the best thing that ever happened to me and I love kneeling at my husbands feet (so to speak) ;-)Great post, thanks for the thoughts...(hugs)Mrs M

Mary said...
I'm number 4 of 5. My 2 older sisters (#1 and #3) and only brother (#2) are all HOH types, particularly my brother and sister #3. I'm more submissive, though not totally so. My little sister (#5) is very submissive. So I think the birth order does make a difference but it isn't a direct relationship.Mary

allystepsforward said...
This is a complicated answer for us: Brad is actually the youngest sibling but there is a signicant age difference between older brother and sister, also, he is the only child of the man him mom married and stayed with. Siblings are 1/2 sibs. If I remember correctly, I have heard that the technically gives him first born traits. He defianately has some of the. However, his father modeled complete passivity in his marriage, he didn't do anything but mind his own business and ignore everybody else most of the time. Thank God Brad is not like that, but sometimes he is more passive than I'd like. I, on the other hand, was a first born, and fit the role well. During most of our marriage we struggled over control. It wasn't horrible, but there were some pretty rough times here and there. Now that I'm the submissive partner, I am happier, he is happier... Ally

Christian said...
Hello Angie-Interesting blog. I have been thinking about doing one of these myself. Well, you pretty much know my situation already, but for others here...I am the last born. My wife is first born. And just like you said in your question she is the Dominant in our relationship. That is weird I never thought about that. But I am a switch technically so I am a little bit of a fluke for your theory. Regards,Christian

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Well hi all, and so much thanks for answering!

As for my particular background, I'm the third of four sisters, and there is about 2 years apart between each of us. For a reasons I'll get into at another post, I was however in my preteen and teen years, very much treated as the baby of the family.

My sisters are all in what I would call Head of House relationships, where their Husbands are in charge. While I suspect that they may also get spanked, that is something we've never talked about. While my 2nd sister is by far and away more outgoing and assertive than I am, she is like me, much more content when her Husband simply takes charge.

My oldest and younger sisters however, are both very dominant personalities, (lets call it bossy- sounds so much nicer than bitchy....) and while their Husbands are in charge, its sometimes a struggle for them to let go. Whenever they are in a group situation outside their marriage, they are Very much the ones who like to be the group/project leaders, organizing things, 'telling' others what and 'how' things should be done, etc. I could easily see either one giving a nonsexual punishment spanking to another woman who didn't do things the way they thought they should be done.

As for me, I've always been the spankee in my relationships (meaning with other women, and my Husband), and prefer not to be in charge. I much prefer the second in command/executive officer position. I will take charge if I need to, I detest management by committee, and sorry if this sounds sexist, but save me from a group of women, all trying to come to a 'consensus' and a 'cooperative' approach to a problem. Gag. Figure out what the problem/goal is, come up with a plan, implement the plan. It's not that tough, people.

My Husband is first born, older by several years then his sister, and and their sisters are between 1 1/2 to four years apart from each other. His Dad was often away for long times for work, so he was very much 'in charge' of his sisters, even when they were teens, and they went over his lap more then once. My Husband is obviously very much the HOH, and is the same in his day to day life. When we met, he was an Infantry First Sergeant, and later an Infantry Sergeant Major (for those with military backgrounds, that will mean something, for those without, it's really hard to explain....and I don't mean just what the position was.)

And here are some things I found at http://www.birthorderandpersonality.com/index.html
(they also have some cool charts there...)

First Born Children
The first born child is usually the child with the most attention directed at him/her. This common event is part of the reason this particular child turns out the way he/she does. There are two typical types of first born children, compliant and aggressive. The first born in your family can be either one of these two types, and have these typical traits:

Compliant Traits

People Pleasers
Crave Approval
Nurturers
Caregivers
Reliable
Concientious
Cooperative
Team Players
"Grin and bear it" mentatlity

Aggressive Traits
Movers and shakers
Natural leaders
Perfectionists
Driven
Conventional
Always have things under control
Assertive
Want things their way

These two types of first born children may seem very different, but they do share quite a few characteristics.
Common Traits
Energetic
Logical
Ambitious
Enterprising
Scholarly

Middle Children
Middle children are quite often the most difficult children to both read and to raise. Middle children are quite often referred to as the "Mysterious Middle Child", this is due in large part to the fact that there are two types of middle born children. These two types of middle borns are not as clearly defined as the two types of first borns, they do not possess simple "names", therefore for confusion's sake we will refer to them as Middle Born #1 and Middle Born #2.

Middle Born #1

Loner (that's me!)
Quiet Shy
Impatient
Uptight

Middle Born #2
Outgoing
Friendly
Loud
Laid back
Patient

Middle born children are quite difficult to pin down, however they tend to be the opposite of their older sibling. There are however, a few characteristics that both types of middle born share.
Common Traits
Flexible
Diplomatic
Rebellious
Attention seeking
Competitive
Peacemakers

Last Born Children
Last born children are quite often the life of the party.
Last born children tend to be the easiest to define when it comes to the correlation between birth order and personality, this is mostly due to the fact that there is only one main type of last born.

Last Born Traits
Risk takers
Idealists
Good sense of humor
Hard working
Immature (me again)
Attention seeking
Secretive (and again)
Sensitive (and yet again...)
Last born children are often considered the baby of the family, and live up to this role. At times it is difficult for the last born child to find his/her place in the family, as the first and middle child have already left huge footprints to follow in, and carved their own niche into the family.

Only Children
Only children are often referred to as "First Borns in Triplicate", this is due to the fact that these children are extreme versions of first born children. Onlies, as they are affectionately called, tend to be an extrememist in all aspects of life.
Only Traits
Mature faster
Get along well with older people
Responisible
Self-Centered
Perfectionists
Attention seekers
Use adult language
Prefer adult company
Have difficulty sharing
Only children are special type of birth order, in the sense that they are capable of being any of the three "main" types of birth order. However, most of these only children do possess characteristics commonly associated with the aggressive first born child.

Twins can be any one of the three 'main' birth order types, therefore it is nearly impossible to describe them. However, what can be detected is which of the two children is the leader.
Common Leader Traits
Resemble first borns
Aggressive
Loud
Outspoken
Opinionated
Intolerant
Common Follower Traits
Resemble shy middle child
Shy
Loner
Quiet
Blend into the background
Undefiant

Variables
"But, Hey I don't fit your birth order mold!"

There are many variables that can cause the birth order process not to work on some, and this is perfectly normal. Take a look at the variables below and begin to understand why exacty you may not fit into your typical birth order.

Parents
Marital Status
Parenting Style
Critical Eye of parent
Parents' birth order
How strict the parent is

The marital status of the parent is important, as this often determines whether the child had a mother or a father or both. If parents were to get divorced, and one parent maintained sole custody then the child in question would have most traits seen in this parent, regardless of birth order. Parenting style also plays a key role, as this influences how children react in all situations. How you teach your kids shows how they will learn, and in turn shows how they interact with society. The critical eye of the parent can also affect traits in children. If a parent is too critical, a child may have low self confidence, or drive, and he/she may or may not feel good enough, this could cause a rift in the birth order process. The birth order of each parent also comes into question. If one parent was a first born, and the other was an only, then chances are their children will have the common characteristics because of the matching personalities and parenting styles of their parents. However, if one parent was a last born, and the other a twin, then the child may follow their own birth order as there are no overwhelming similarities or differences in the birth order of their parents.

Gender
Double birth order
This does not occur in every instance, but often when there is a female or male born first, and then the child immediately preceeding him/her is of the opposite sex, then the birth order could repeat. Everything is usually still in tact with the birth order process, however you could have two first born children.

Separate Families
More than a five year gap
Start a 'new' family
When there is more than a five year gap between two children, often a "new" is formed. Since the maturity levels of the children are so far apart, the birth order process often repeats itself. This may result in two first borns, or maybe a first born, middle born, last born, and then an only child, all depending on timing.

Adoption/Remarriage
Bumped either up or down on birth order scale
All depends on age at the time and where other kids fall
If adoption occurs, the birth order could be slightly renovated due to the fact that there is now another child in the mix. The same goes for remarriage, and step families. These specific variables both vary by case. It is really dependent on the age at the time of the remarriage/adoption, and where the other children fall in the birth order, if there are other children.

Mental/Physical/Emotional Skills
One aspect slowed could throw off birth order
Mental retardation
Physical handicaps
If there is retardation in one or more of the children, this could prevent the birth order process from being applied. Often when there is a developmental or physical delay in a child, the other children, either older or younger, end up maturing faster and taking care of the child in question. Because these children help to care for the child with handicaps means their birth order is now invalid, as they may react differently to the added responsibility, and stress.

Death of Parent/Sibling
Bump a child either up or down
Have different effects when a parent dies
"Ghost" children
If the death of a sibling occurs, children usually take the role their sibling had in an attempt to make the deceased child still a part of their life. Therefore, often children are bumped either up or down depending on where the child who died was in the birth order process. If a parent dies then children may bump either up or down or just no longer fit into any type of mold. Everything depends on how the child reacts to the death of their parent, and how the rest of their family copes. "Ghost" children occur when a child dies and then another child is born shortly afterwards. The newly born child never knew the deceased child, however he/she did take their place in some sense both for the parents and for their brothers and or sisters. The new child could be a replacement, and take on the characteristics of the other child, as these characteristics are often pushed upon them by their family members.

feel free to leave your own comments and observations,

love,
Angie

Someone saved my life tonight, for Sly

2009-07-13T18:02:00.001-10:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0dUhYc0sic

Ain't no sunshine-because Sly likes it...

2009-07-13T17:33:00.000-10:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tIdIqbv7SPo

The L Word's Bette tribute

2009-07-13T17:04:00.000-10:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LZ5ch93bLCs

Vivaldi's Four Seasons-Summer

2009-07-13T17:02:00.000-10:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2iLIhLv8LuY

song of the moment-Crazy

2009-07-11T20:27:00.000-10:00

Crazy-LeAnn Rimes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SYQOSmGpd0w

site alert!

2009-07-11T17:31:00.004-10:00

Just found a new blog (to me, anyway) today, and if you love MF/f family stories, is she ever for you! I have read lots of her work on a different site, and So nice to see all of her Great stories in one place! Although her 'The Letters' series really pull at my heartstrings, just want to give that poor girl a hug!

And her Leah stories is hands down, one of my all time fave F/f series, ever! Everything is so true to life. Fantastic writing. Although the Lily series is a close second, could really use another installment.

So, check out:

Spanking Stories by Kate

So be sure to drop by there, read, and leave a comment or two or three. See, lurkers, here's a little hint. If you Like to read spanking stories, and Like the stories that you are reading, compliment the dang author or authoress! That is positive feedback and they respond to that by writing more stories, see how that works?

Contrary to popular belief, most writers are not doing this for themselves, we are really pretty much exhibitionists, and not only want people to look, but to comment as well.

Love,
Angie
ps Kate, some stories of mine you might like are under the 'family' label. All F/f situations, and most were not posted at the site you and I shared.

Skyrockets in flight, Afternoon delight

2009-07-11T10:33:00.003-10:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A81fwLNklSM

Post spanking stool time, and this really hurts!

2009-07-11T09:08:00.004-10:00

Full moon....

2009-07-11T09:02:00.001-10:00

For Sly....

2009-07-11T08:57:00.000-10:00

2009-07-11T08:47:00.001-10:00

something so special about FF scenes.

2009-07-11T08:28:00.000-10:00

blog site of the day....

2009-07-10T19:22:00.003-10:00

http://journeyofabornspanko.blogspot.com/

Wow! What a site! so rare to see such an open blog about a spankee's day to day life, feelings, relationships, etc. Great pics, funny, and, she is in a FF relationship as well. Will be going back there to explore, for sure.

Waiting for her girlfriend....

2009-07-10T07:40:00.002-10:00

a little post domestic talk

2009-07-10T07:38:00.001-10:00

I think full bottoms are sexy

2009-07-10T07:15:00.003-10:00

sometimes a little prespanking corner time

2009-07-10T06:51:00.002-10:00

Is all that is needed to start changing that attitude.....

Okay, the profile browser feature...

2009-07-09T17:38:00.001-10:00

I thought to check Blogspots site about site health, etc, and they say they are aware of the problem, and are currently working about it.

a blog problem

2009-07-09T14:58:00.001-10:00

is anyone else having trouble going to their profile/interests, and finding that the interests aren't linking to others anymore?

test...

2009-07-09T14:45:00.000-10:00

just a test....

A fun spanking store, if you didn't know of them....

2009-07-08T02:02:00.003-10:00

Hi all,

Quite a while back, found this place while browsing, http://secure.rosybottom.com/

and do they ever have some cute things! If you see something you like though, pick it up, don't wait, because if something isn't selling, they Do adjust their inventory!

Case in point, my Husband got me one of their decorative kitchen sets ( http://secure.rosybottom.com/product_info.php?cPath=28&products_id=131 - the white one) but mine also had an apron to go with it. So much Fun to have something like that sitting out in the open, and have women comment on it, without having a clue.

And for those into spanking 'plus', check out their bondage, and nipple wear items.

Oh, and also their cute little spanking 'ecards' that they have. http://www.rosybottom.com/postcards/

have fun!

love,

Angie

her first summer job...

2009-07-07T01:28:00.000-10:00

Because sometimes, three isn't a crowd....

2009-07-07T01:24:00.001-10:00

Music for the day

2009-07-06T06:42:00.002-10:00

How high the moon-Pat Suzuki

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XWttQJxU4lg

Non spanking, I know, but I loved my old yahoo 360 account and how I could post a blast anytime I wanted, to let people know what type a mood I was in. My mood is often reflected in my music choice of the moment.

Non spanking, but if you are looking for a vacation....

2009-07-05T17:59:00.000-10:00

Thursday, July 2, 2009, 2:48pm HAST
Hawaii hotel rates, occupancy drop

Hawaii hotel room rates continue to drop by double digits on most islands.
For the week ending June 27, the statewide average was $175 a night, down 17.4 percent from the same week last year.
Hotel occupancy slipped as well across the state, down 4 percentage points to 71.6 percent.
Occupancy and room rates for the four main Hawaiian islands were as follows:
• Oahu occupancy dipped 2.6 percentage points to 76.1 percent, while room rates declined 14.8 percent to $150;
• Maui occupancy edged up 0.7 percentage points to 70.4 percent, while room rates plunged 25.1 percent to $229;
• Kauai occupancy was down 11.7 percentage points to 69 percent, while room rates plummeted 18.1 percent $184; and
• Big Island occupancy fell 11.8 percentage points to 60.2 percent, while room rates dropped 7.2 percent to $170.
Nationally, hotel occupancy fell 6.2 percentage points to 65.4 percent, while room rates dropped 9.5 percent to $97.
The weekly Hawaii hotel industry snapshot is surveyed by Hospitality Advisors and Smith Travel Research.

A little holiday update, MF rl

2009-07-05T17:38:00.002-10:00

Goodness ,hi all, hard to believe that the weekend is pretty much over!

Well it's been eventful past few days.

We actually got a head start on Friday's Consensual Spanking day, starting Thur.

I got spanked after work, with Jack just turning me over his lap, and flipping the skirt of my nice work dress up over my back, as he spanked me with his hand over my panties, then on my bare fanny.

After pulling my undies down, the bully made me go and get the rotten little wood Cracker Barrell paddle. Some of you will know what this is, hard to explain otherwise. Lets just say that it Really stings even for good girl spankings and is Loud!

So, he has been taking advantage of our summer empty nest by using all our loud toys.

Of course, since this wasn't a punishment or discipline spanking (and yes, there is a difference between the two) there was also lots of 'checking' to make sure I was alright.

And oh my was I.

I was also spanked again that night, before an early bedtime. Not that we went to sleep. That one was with the delicious London Tanner DD strap. Yum.

And, to clear up an apparent misconception, most of my good girl spankings are Not hard, or at least most of the spanks aren't.

The spankings vary in length and intensity, and part of the fun is I'm not quite sure what he often has in mind, I Love that he is in control, not me.

Friday morning, started the day with hand and my brush, so domestic, sigh . And then back to bed, of course.

And another spanking later that night, with my sorority paddle, bent over the back of the couch..... where I stayed for my 'comforting' after my paddling.

A quick little hand spanking Sat. morning, he was late for his early fishing with his buddies (sob, I'm so neglected!) and then later that day, we got ready to do our part grilling and such for our block party. Then fireworks, then home, and one of my Fave things to be spanked with, the light wooden oven shovel. Looks nasty, loud as all heck, but such a Nice little sting. Then we had our own fireworks show.

This morning, however, was not all fun and games. It's been a while since I had one, but I got a preventive spanking with the little lexan paddle! Ow! He even bared my bottom first and made me go and get it from where it hangs by the fridge! Meanie! Although I was pretty meek and compliant at the time. Oh, and this preventive spanking was to remind me that gossip is not acceptable, and I Very sincerely believe that and tearfully and repeatedly told him so.

I think that pretty much does it.

Love,
Angie

2009-07-03T19:16:00.001-10:00

Drawing by Cc, at anime otk

2009-07-03T19:07:00.001-10:00

Playing around, M/F, rl, domestic. sexual

2009-07-01T13:12:00.002-10:00

From a while ago, when he was gone for about 18 months.....

Okay, I recieved a few 'scolding' emails, telling me it wasn't nice to tease and put up reposts without doing something new. So, here it goes. Hope you enjoy. Since my husband has is still overseas, this is a 'historical' spanking, but not one I've written about before.... and yes, there is some sex involved. So there, you've been warned.

I had just come out of the shower, humming happily to myself, after an early morning wake up romp in bed...one that left me very happy, and most pink bottomed, but now I had to scoot to get to work on time, and still had breakfast to eat.

Something I possibly would have skipped, except he knows (from me telling him) that it's bad for me, and he had caught me just the other day, skipping, and had warned me. I knew if he caught me today, there would be no more warnings, but I could always grab some fruit and yogurt to go... that would work.

I like spanking, but Not discipline spankings.... and as I was toweling my hair off, I was trying to decide what to wear, when I saw that he had already laid out something for me on the bed.

The cat made sure I noticed it, she was curled up sleeping on it. I moved the cat, and smiled.

I have talked about this some in the past, and not sure if I explained it right, as some women after have said how they could Never have a man decide what they do and don't wear.... and it isn't that way for us.

He isn't forcing me to do anything. it is a game we play, for both of our enjoyment. On my part, I LOVE that he actually notices what I wear, and than he has favorites and opinions about what he wants to see me in.

And so some days, he will lay out what he wants me to dress in.

Now, the game part is that he never picks the Whole outfit. It's either the outerwear, like today, a nice dress, the kind women wear to work over here, light blue on top, gradualy going in darker shades to the bottom. Soft light summer weight linen. But no undies...

That I would be picking out, and only later, tonight, would he find out What I had on under his pick. Other times, it's the opposite, he has set out panties and maybe a matching bra, and then I pick out what I want to wear over it....

But for today, I smile, and head to one of my panty drawers, ( I have three, full, and need to start a fourth...) already thinking what I want, that will look good under this. And pick out a nice, soft, creamy white bra and panty set, satin, string bikinis, almost too small, so they ride low in back, so the top of my bottom cleavage is showing, I know how much that turns him on... and he loves the cream color against the tan of my legs and back...and he loves seeing my bottom glowing pink (which means it's really red) under them as well... and I think of how happy I was when he had given them to me. I love that he loves me in my pretty undies as much as I love wearing them.

And I think it is sweet that the big thug (for those new to my stories, he's about 6'4" and about 250 lbs...) has no trouble in going into a lingere store or department, and looking around, and not just grabbbing the first thing there.

So, I slip them on, pull the dress on, no hose (mom was shocked when she came over here (Hawaii) and saw I would go to work quite often bare legged, wearing dress sandals...but unless I really feel like it, or need to, So hot and humid to wear pantyhose over here, and thigh highs are Such a pain...) and still happily humming, go and get something to take to work to eat, and meet Jack in the kitchen.

He pulls me over for a quick kiss, tells me I look pretty, I blush and thank him, and his hand is on my plump little rump, he's rubbing the dress softly back and forth over my fanny, then tracing the pantylines he can feel through the dress... I laugh, as I pull away, he's trying to figure out what I've got on under...good, let him wonder.

Tell him I have to run, Show him the fruit and yogurt, he kisses me again, and tells me that I'm wearing either silk or satin under the dress, from the way it slides when he rubbed me, and I just smile back.

I'm thinking throughout the day, about what is going to take place when we get home, wondering what he has planned...

I Love it when he simply takes charge, he is considerate of my feelings and likes, but he is running the show...sigh....

I catch myself in a little fantasy, as I sit supposedly catching up on paperwork, behind closed doors, and blush as I realize my hand was stroking my breast, as I imagined him taking the brush, or paddle, or tawse, to my freshly bared and pinked rump....pretty panties in a delicious tangle around my knees, or perhaps, puddled on the floor as I stand in the corner, or maybe in an untidy pile by my head as he raises that paddle high....yessss, the paddle.... I email him.

Tell him it's personal in the subject line, in case someone is watching. Send him a pic of the paddle I'm thinking of, my fave, the oven shovel/pizza paddle...broad (as he teases, the bully, big enough to cover my fat little fanny.... and before you ladies get mad, I love it when he teases me like that...), thin, light, delicious surface sting, not much deep ache, Lots of noise, oh yesssss....

And for those of you wondering how I could send it, knowing how technically inept I am at such things, he has created a folder for me, with shots of my fave toys, for such times, and drilled me, till I could....

All I send is the pic, and the two lines, "Thinking of youLove,Angie"

Work can't end fast enough, so of course there is a late patient...but I eventually make it home.

His truck is there already, and he is there, sitting in the living room, drink in hand... and he reaches out, and I go to him, and he pulls me Onto his lap, and I snuggle in, and he Kisses me till my breathe is gone, I'm melty inside, and molded against him....

He puts his arm under my legs, the other around my back, and simply stands up with me, and I feel my tummy go all warm inside, and lower parts are warmer yet, I Love how strong he is....
silly as it sounds, it takes me back to my girlhood days of reading the Conan books, and thinking that I wanted to be one of those pretty wenches with a Man like that....

I love when he carries me like this, but unlike how he would do it if we were around others, he didn't bother being careful and gathering up my dress, so it is hanging down, and I can feel the air on my pantied bottom....

and he brings me to the center island, between the dining room and kitchen, and sets my fanny on the cool marble, and I squeak... and I catch my breath as he reaches over me, and takes down the shovel.... I know I'm biting my lip... He picks me up again, but this time it's over the shoulder...and I squeal in protest, which he dutifuly ignores.

He knows what he is about. and my dress is riding up over my hips, and it's embarrassing, and turn on all at once... and he carries me to the bedroom, popping my bottom, spanks, not pats, with that lovely paddle...

"I knew they were satin."

I laugh, and in wifely fashion, correct him.

"YOU said either satin or silk,you did Not know. Honeyyyyy!!!!"

The last squealed out as he decidedly increased the sting of the spank which followed my little impudence....

Several more just like them follow, followed each time by my squealed Honey's and dears and sweetys....but I'm trapped up there, going nowhere.

Till we reach the bed.

He puts me on my feet, I'm breathless now (both from this whole scene, and getting carried tummy down!) and he stands me between his legs, 'scolding' me about how 'naughty' I've been lately, how sassy, bratty, and ill behaved I've been... how what I so Obviously am looking for, is a good, old fashioned spanking, till I'm crying and fussing and kicking and squealing, till my chubby little cheeks feel like they are on fire and tears are softly falling...

My knees are so weak,and I'm weak inside too, the words, the tone, the look, I want it So badly, I don't want it So badly.....it's going to hurt, I'm going to embarrass myself, and carry on like a bratty teen, I'm going to cry... and I wouldn't stop it for the world...

And then it's over his left leg...not both, this time... I love how it's never quite the same, how he keeps me guessing.... hands on my hips and ass, lifting me slightly, as if I weigh nothing, till my bottom is pointing Straight up.... and then he starts spanking, no love taps, but spanking, with that big hard hand of his....

My breath catches, I gasp, squeal, fuss.... he loves it that I'm not stoic... and stoic has Never described me in a spanking.

He loves spanking me in stages like this, he tells me how he loves how I look in this dress, how he loves how it hugs my curves so softly, how he loves to watch my bottom and hips sway as I walk.... god I love him so much right now.... he tells me how Good I feel under his hand like this, soft and firm all at the same time, how he Loves the little wobble that happens when he spanks me... how he can Feel the panties try to contain it....and he finishes with a flurry of harder spanks, that has me scissoring my ankles together, and mouthing protests...

Then I feel him move against me, as he bends enough to catch up the hem of my dress, and he slides it slowly, knowing it drives me nuts (in a discipline spanking, he would simply lift it matter of factly as he got down to business....) and I blush, still embarrassed after all these years for him to see me like that...wondering what he sees, if he Likes what sees yet, wondering if he thinks my fanny is too big now, wondering how the panties are fitting, the usualy girlish thoughts....and I find myself embarrassingly begging him Not to pull my dress up!

He, brute that he is, ignores me, thank god! And now his palm is popping Quite hard across both my panties, as well as the chubby little bit that has spilled out over the top, and the chubby little moons that are peaking out below.... and while panties may not provide much protection, there Is a difference between the pantied spanks and those on bare skin... that, and that fat little underhang, the thigh bottom crease, is especially attention getting no matter what....

"Oh, honEYYY! Oh It hurts,Ow oh sweetiEEEEE!!!! Not in the same spot, Nooooo! Oh not my thighs, not my thighs!!!! " and so on, and so forth....

And while I fussing and squealing and Kicking by now, his left hand is busily undoing the buttons on the back of my dress... so it is over my waist, and unbuttoned practicaly falling off, and that same wicked hand is now stroking my back and hair, and my side, touching the side of my breasts... oh god yes....and his right hand has stopped, and I'm starting to almost sniffle, and that right hand starts to trace my panties, fingers gliding under waist band, traveling between my cheeks, under the leg bands...

I'm molten, and I'm also red of face, as he finds out just How damp I am now....and he touches me There, and There, and There.... and I squeal and protest at his touch, and at his touch going away.... and then, hand Under my panties, and down he skins them, slowly, letting them stay caught up in my bottom crack, till they pull out on their own, knowing it embarrassses me, and that at times like this, that is Exactly what I need..

Letting them turn inside out, taking them not just down, but down to my knees, below them, so that when I kick, and I will kick, they will at first bind, stretch, then gradually be kicked off, till they wave from one ankle like a flag of surrender. I'm often amazed, after a long hard spanking, at how many times they are still there when it is all done, still hanging tangled from one ankle....

And know that left arm is across my back, not Hard, but firm, like pressing against the wall, I'm not going anywhere till he wants me too....scary but exciting....but scary....

And then, "Little girl, this is going to sting..." and Whap!

His palm on my already hot little bottom! I squeak, squeal (yes guys, there is a difference...) fuss, and my panties do their job, and I can only kick So wide, so have to kick more up and down...and then I don't remember anything about panties...

I Do remember telling him how Sorry I was, How I would be Good in the future, how I would behave, and how this time I really really meant it...

I remember getting sniffly, then tears softly flowing, and then, I remember how he repositioned me... he told me later, that he waited till I had indeed, kicked my panties partially off...so my legs could part wider... and he placed me now, so I was straddling his left leg, my bare pussy and wet girly parts rubbing from want and reaction to the spanking against his jean covered knee, my clitty puffy and swollen as my lips, and I feel him pick up that damn paddle now, and he cracks it down, and it is So loud, and the noise more than the sting and burn makes the tears start to flow; anything that loud Has to hurt badly, or so my mind thinks...

and each Wicked Crack of the paddle Drives my pussy down and over his leg, stimulating clit and other areas, and I am gasping, first from pain, then from pleasure, and my breathing is So shallow and So rapid... my hips are thrusting up and down, and he is now matching His spanking to My pace... such a good, good lover...he knows that when a girl is there, NOTHING gets changed, not the pace, not the position, nothing....

and then I stiffen, shatter, my tummy ripples, there is an electric current between my nipples and clit and Every spank is felt in a bad/good way on my bottom and just in a good way in my pussy and anus....

I don't know if he spanked longer, or not... I simply lay there, limp, crying from pleasure... and coming back with him stroking back, hair, face, bottom, between my cheeks, and So tender there, that the bully must have spanked inbetween when my kicking exposed what is to be left unspanked...will have such a delicious reminder tomorrow when I sit....

He lifts me up, puts me on his lap, fanny ON his lap, not hanging off, and I twist so my arms are around his neck, and I Kiss him hard and deep and long, but again, it's me who is breathless first...

I slip off his lap, kissing his chest I don't know when he got rid of his shirt, down his hard stomach, my red ass (I know, I looked.... I Always look) resting on my heels, as I undo his jeans, and take him out of his boxers.... and I suck him then, licking softly at first, teasing him, he's already hard, brute that he is..., hot semi hard, but Hard... he has told me in the past how much of a show I put on, and in Explicit, face reddening detail told me What he can see and how much it turns him on, that and my squirming and noises, and that he can do that for me....

So, now it's my turn, to show him I can be a good wife...I lick, blow lightly over the wet skin, tease, taking him him, sucking, humming my happy song again, fingers busy over his skin, his fingers in my hair, stroking, god I love that... touching my face... I can Feel that he is almost there, and stop.... and push Him back onto the bed, finish undressing him, then climb on top, his hands on my ass and I Tighten down and squeal when he kneads my rump, clamping down on him, and he rolls me over onto my back, and Rides me hard and deep, taking my legs, my knees over his elbows, opened and ready and wanting, the soft sheets harsh against tender bottom all adding to it.... and then he comes, hard.... and he keeps riding, and his finger has gone to that more private hole, and I gasp, squeal, he takes me there as well, I squeak, my eyes widen, I clamp down So hard on finger and cock, and come again....

After, much after... he says he doesn't feel like going out to eat tonight...and since I don't feel like cooking, I'm across his lap, bare abused bottom in the air, on the phone, Trying to maintain my composure as He ISN'T behaving himself in the least and is taking ALL sorts of liberties with me down 'there', and I order in some plate lunches from my favorite local greasy spoon...

He's told me I've been a Very bad girl lately, and that I will need to eat up to keep my strength up for the rest of the night....

love and kisses,

Angie

June story index

2009-07-01T11:15:00.000-10:00

song of the day: Money, it's pure evil-Bigelf

2009-06-30T10:44:00.000-10:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CdeerOUBNzc

A morning spanking, M/F,domestic, rl

2009-06-29T02:38:00.002-10:00

I had gotten up before he did this morning, did my yoga, checked back on him, feeling sorta passionate, but the big thug (or would that be slug?) was still sleeping. Apparently too much activity last night, and he is getting old.

So, ignored my early morning urge to wake him up and jump his bones, and showered. And perhaps let the shower massager linger longer in some areas then in others...

Mostly dried off, grabbed some little pink microfiber string bikini panties, slightly snug, so my bottom and hips kinda plumped out over the elastic at waist and legs, and grabbed a shorty tshirt, one that barely came to below my panties, and went to make some breakfast.

He came out, apparently lured by the smell of bacon frying. He went and got his coffee before coming over and giving me my kiss (I'm used to it, he's an ex-Infantry lifer, and must maintain a certain coffee serum blood level to function....) and from behind me at the counter, I heard him go "Hmmmm, little girl, nice panties."

Okay, so I was slightly bent as I was reaching for something, and most of my fanny was on display, and I blushed. I always blush, but I So love it that he not only notices,but comments.

I turned slightly to say thank you, and got my kiss as I did, oh my! And then he was snug behind me, and I was very aware of how much he liked me.

So, girl that I am, I pouted and fished for a compliment.

"So, it's just my panties you like? If you want, I can always peel them off, and the two of you can be happy together."

He nuzzled my neck at my sweet spot, and my bones just melted, and I let my head back against him as I cooed in delight, and his one arm was wrapped around my waist, his other hand was on my fanny, bridging both cheeks, gently squeezing, cupping, pinching. My fresh little panties were becoming quite damp. And that deep, testosterone chuckle,that always gives me delicous goosebumps.

"No baby, I don't like just your panties, you pretty little brat." Spank!

"They are cute, but, " Spank! " you know it's just pretty wrapping on the real present, sugar."

Hmmmm, that was more like it.

"Hmmph! Well, I'm glad you like my fanny, and you coulda got So lucky this morning, but you were sleeping, oh well Honeeee!!!!!!"

I LOVE it when the big thug simply picks me up like I weigh nothing, and puts me over his shoulder! A Firm spank to upturned and exposed bottom, a squeal, of course, and a hurried plea to turn off the burner.

Moving to the counter on the way out of the kitchen, he picked up a wooden spoon from our new Rosy Bottoms kitchen spanking collection (highly recommend her stuff) and he carried me out to the dining room island, sat me down, and sat down on a bar stool, and picked me up again, and upended me over his lap. God I love it there. So of course I fussed.

"Honeyyyyyy!" wiggle wriggle squirm! My! Someone was Hard below me!

"Let me up! I don't have time to play now! " God, if he let me up, I swore I'd kill him!

"I was randy earlier, when you were still sleeping, now I have to get breakfast, get dressed, and go to work!"

Accompanied with more squirms, wriggles and pressing down into him.

Crack!

"Eeeeeeiii! Honeyyyyyyyy! that hurt!!!!!!!"

The bully had used the wide wooden spatula with holes to start with! The wriggling, etc, wasn't just play anymore, that thing burns!

Crack crack crack!

The only concession to a 'warmup' was that my little (very damp now ) panties were still left on. And my squirming was accompanied by appropriate sound effects.

It was one of those light but fast and burning spankings, and I was flutter kicking as if I was swimming. A pause, as I simply hung there over his lap, gasping, panting trying to catch my breath, and then he pulled my panties down.

"Honeyyyyyyy Noooooooooo!"

Oh yes yes yes!!!!!! Okay, there is nothing better than that moment when your lover pulls your panties down, and embarrassingly bares your bottom. Unless it's the moment when they first expose your panties, or the moment when...

He left them at my knees, he loves to watch me kick them off. But instead of continuing on with the spatula, he used his favorite thing of all, his hand. Nothing, absolutely nothing, compares to the feel of hand on my bottom.

Large, firm, hard as a paddle, but cupped so it molded to my fanny, and when he spanked my left cheek, letting the fingers of his hand curve into the cleft between my cheeks, stings so badly, but so lovely too!

Concentrating now on the lower curves, and now Loud fussing squealing as he hit the lower sit spots, upper thighs!

My little pink panties waving franticaly from one ankle now, he loves that.

Hushing me, telling me with all the guests that will soon be coming for the summer, that I should enjoy a good morning spanking when I can.

And his left arm wrapped under my tummy now, his hand down 'there' as I gasped and wriggled against his very knowing fingers, and then he spanked me, and spanked me, and spanked me some more. And I came, and I came, and I came.

When I regained conciousness, he was lightly stroking my bottom, then kissed each cheek, set me back on my feet, Spanked me hard across the middle of my butt, and told me to scoot and shower up again,and change, while he got breakfast.

I jumped, squealed, held my butt, kissed him, and ran upstairs. And came back down, in the ice blue office sundress, that he likes, with the matching undies.

And sat my warm little bottom down in his lap while we ate, and he told me I could show him what a good little wife I was tonight, after work.

Love,
Angie

June story index

2009-06-29T02:35:00.003-10:00

Okay, since the blog is smarter than I am, and all my story titles will apparently go away when the month rolls over, lets try this out, a little index so you can just click and see what was here...

hmm, I think this might even work.

Angie

song of the day, beach baby....
my thoughts on dd, HOH relationships, and more.
If you could make something a spanking offense, wh...
question of the day, for spankers and spankees of ...
My Husband cheats (at games) M/F, rl domestic
okay....
Birth order, and spanking?
...and because it's June
... and because we sometimes wear thin things when...
Because it's summer and it's hot out....
Okay, it was Not a lie! M/F, rl
drawing of the day....miss Vulcan there So needs a...
Looking for blog help, please....
Site of the day- animeotk.com
Dear Sandy B
Hawaii spankings, F/f, M/F, rl, domestic
An evening surprise F/F, domestic
Tease, F/F domestic play,sexual
Prissy Princess Mode, x/F, domestic discipline
My cousins and skirt lengths, F/f, rl
Catholic schoolgirl spankings, rl
shirt of the day- Jane knows Connie....
Yay, Burn Notice is on tonight!
some of the blogs I'm following....
Kate plus 8's spanking, and public opinion.....
okay then...
One of my all time fave drawings....
I woke up this morning M/F domestic, rl
Finally got my stuff transferred!
Vicky part 4, F/F
Had to spank my niece the other night, F/f, rl
My favorite spanking author, Rue
Vicky part 3, F/F
Vicky part 2, F/F
Vicky part one, F/F
Rue in the corner, M/F domestic
I need to learn to shut my mouth, F/F domestic dis...
A Tigger in trouble, M/F domestic play
Sleep pants F/F play
hey everyone....
The Grad student F/F,F/F
She got the Visa bill today F/F, domestic discipl...
My new panties, pretty, but awful! M/F, domestic
I hate the corner, F/f, rl memory
Catherine's valentine day, part 5 FF, sexual
Catherine's valentine day, part 4, FF, sexual
Catherine's valentines day, part 3, FF, sexual
Catherine's valentines day part 2, F/F, sexual
Catherine Alexandra's valentines day, F/F,sexuall
Angie and Elle conclusion, F/F, sexual
Angie and Elle part 4, F/F,sexual
Angie and Elle part 3, F/F, sexual
Angie and Elle part 2, F/F, sexual
Angie and Elle part 1, F/F, sexual
But Mommmmmm! F/f, part 1
Called at work, conclusion, M/F domestic, sexual
Called at work part 6, M/F, domestic
Called at work, part 5, M/F, domestic
Called at work part 4, M/F domestic
Bob, please no! MF/F, role reversal
Called at work part 3, M/F, domestic
Catherine's machine upgrade, machine/F
Sue decided that her wife Jen, and I, F/FF, rl
Called at work part 2, M/F, domestic
Called at work, M/F, domestic
Dear Tim...
One of my favorite poses F/F
What I want, (very sexual)
Spankee's
Actors and Actresses
I'm tired F/F
Sometimes F/f
some of our implements....
Mommy and me, part 1, F/F
answering comments for 'about my family' blog...
Young lady, F/F, domestic
About my spanking family,domestic, rl
The Swimsuit, F/F
Jennifer Ann and sly Samantha Johnson! F/ff
Just a nice guy, part 2, M/F
For sly and Jen and whoever wants to eavesdrop, F/...
Maids and Mirrors, F/FF
School days, part 2, F/ff
Hawaiian Shirt F/F domestic
Roadside Stand, F/F, domestic
School Days, F/ff
A sorority story, spanked for grades, F/F,rl
Put Lee on a plane today, non fiction
for those with whiny teens...
Slow dance memory, no spanking....
Just a nice guy, M/F, part 1,
His new belt, M/F, rl play
He's going on a business trip M/F, domestic play, ...
a typical spanking, M/F domestic play
Daughters part 2, F/ff, domestic
My thoughts on BDSM vs DD, and collaring
If I have to stop this car! F/ff, domestic
Weekend punishment report, M/F,F/F, domestic, rl
Vanilla sex tips for women
But Honeeeyyyyy! F/F domestic
On punishment suppositories and anal punishment,rl...
sly get in here! F/f, domestic
My recent punishment, M/F, domestic discipline rl
I'm in trouble F/F, domestic
I smile as I watch people look, F/F domestic
Because (adult) sly asked about enemas....
How many times?! F/f domestic
Midnight Rider , F/F, very sexual
Angie and Catherine Alexandra, F/F dd play
Rue and the perfectly natural urge MMMMMF/F
Daughters! F/ff , domestic
Backgammon, M/F rl domestic play
Problems at work, MF, rl, domestic discipline
Riley trains her puppy, F/F, sister in law
A walk in the park, machine/F
At the beach, F/F domestic
Computers in the future, machine/F
But Janice, FF, bedtime, domestic
Why little girls get spanked....F/F domestic
My new fave bumpersticker
Playtime, F/F, sexual
A talk with Julie F/F, domestic
Homework problems F/f, domestic
Adult sly has been rather sassy, F/F, domestic
Hair problems, F/f, domestic
The flight home with the girls F/f
They're after me! domestic
Halloween panties, M/F, domestic, rl
I came into the front room, part 2, F/ff, domestic...
I came into the front room, part 1,F/ff, family
Honey please! part 2, domestic, very sexual
Honey please! M/F, domestic discipline
You'd been sassy the night before, F/F, domestic
sly spanked for lying, F/f, a family story
Some adult playtime F/F
Morgan's thank you dinner, a family story
Jennifers owed spanking part 2, F/f, a family stor...
Jennifer's owed spanking, part 1, F/f,a family sto...
The problem with technology, part 2, F/f,a family ...
The trouble with technology, part 1,F/f, a family ...
First night home, a family story
Coming home to the girls, a family story
Why I don't make sly do a lot of lines...
The babysitter, a family story
sly's soap stick encounter, part 2 F/f
For Moms with daughters in High School....
I want you in tight jammies F/F
The trouble with plain white cotton panties F/sly
The party is busted, sly....F/f
Moms, daughters, and swimsuits
Wiping away the tears?
Spanking the crack, and more...
Julie and sly F/ff domestic
sly dear, F/f
How far down do the panties come?
The most spankings I saw at one time FF/fb
Hello Julie and sly, F/ff, domestic
sly and Julie...F/ff domestic
The office parts 4 and 5 machine/F
The office, parts 2 and 3
Office spanking part 1, machine/F
miss Megan again, in jammies and spanked, F/f, rl
the trouble with being short M/F, romantic
Elle's in charge now, FF domestic discipline
That's not right! MF domestic play rl
Elle and Angie at dinnertime, FF domestic play
Double standards, MF, rl, domestic discipline
Moody girl
Grandmother next door, F/f, rl
A spanking tail F/F
I saw Ms. Jones today, F/f, F/F, school, domestic
Stepdad part 3, M/f domestic
Stepdad part 2, M/f domestic
Slippered by my Stepdad, part 1, M/f domestic
The four of us get it MF/ffff rl
You say you don't like FF, but...
Sergeant Bess and I F/F domestic,sexual
Riley's old sweats, M/F domestic
Have you told her today?
A Room mates spanking, a Lover's touch, F/F, domes...
It's worse when...thoughts that go through my mind...
I jumped when she called my name, FF/f, school dis...
A burr in her britches, F/ff, F/fff, rl
Real life play, MF/FF Very sexual
When did parents stop being parents?
I was spanked on Sunday, M/F domestic discipline r...
You were told what time curfew is F/F fantasy
The spoon, F/ff rl
Ya know? Sorority spanking, F/f rl
A Megan update, rl
Switching clothes, F/f rl
A little bit about me....rl
Last night...F/FF rl
Sorority spanking, first Frat party, F/F rl
My maintenance spanking experience, MF rl
Weight watchers machine/F
Sorority initiation F/F rl
House rules M/f, M/F, domestic discipline, rl
To my loving Husband, MF rl domestic
Listen and behave, MF domestic discipline, rl
Camping, rl MF domestic play
Traffic stop machine/F , sexual
Infomercial machine/F
Spanked the neighbor girl, F/f rl
Valentine's day spanking MF rl
starting my new blog

song of the day, beach baby....

2009-06-29T02:30:00.001-10:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XG8MQ8f4nF4

my thoughts on dd, HOH relationships, and more.

2009-06-27T08:09:00.003-10:00

Hey all,

Now, not saying that I have the answers to everything here, this is nothing more then my opinion.

But for those who maybe wandered in here, and who don't know what HOH is, or dd, etc, thought I'd give my impressions.

First, HOH is simply short for Head of House (or Household). Now, even though in many circles, its almost assumed that the HOH is the man, that isn't always the case. There are couples where she is the HOH, and he is not. I also have many lesbian friends, where one of them is HOH, and it's not always the 'butch' one, either.

Being HOH isn't so much about appearance, or gender, some people have the personality, where they just Are the ones in charge, who are leading, etc. And some of us don't. Oh, I can, if I have to, but I'm much happier in my personal relationships if I'm not.

And, while this is Not politically correct these days, I very much feel that most relationships would be a LOT better of, if there was less of this 'oh we are equal partners' nonsense, and one of them stepped up, as the HOH.

And, while all couples are different, most times, the HOH does not treat their partner like a doormat, never seeking or asking their advice or opinion. Their spouse or partner Is their partner, just the junior partner in the relationship, is all.

Another common misconception, in my opinion, is automatically assuming a HOH relationship implies a dd relationship. DD or dd, by the way, is short for domestic discipline. We'll talk about that in a bit.

A HOH relationship does Not mean that the couple is in a dd relationship, they may be, they may not be.

I know quite few couples, where one or the other is the obvious leader/HOH, but there is no discipline going on there.

DD relationships aren't quite as straightforward as what people think, either. While most DD relationships are also HOH relationships, that isn't always the case. I know of couples where they feel that there should be no HOH, that they are equals, and they discipline each other, if their partner messes up, just the same as they are corrected if they mess up.

I do think, however , that most DD relationships are a one way HOH relationship as well, where the one partner is the full time HOH, and they are the one doing any disciplining.

Note, I said disciplining, not spanking. While spanking is Very common in DD relationships, it's not the only means of correction out there, nor is it required. Some couples never use anything more then say, grounding, or restriction from the phone, or computer, or having their 'allowance' cut back, etc.

Spanking is though, quite common in DD relationships. That, and the other punishments I mentioned, have somthing in common, they are all a 'domestic' type punishment, something, say, that would not have been different than I got as a bratty teen. Well, when I'm a bratty wife, I get the same.

I'll save the 'why spanking' discussion for another day, though.

There are variations of DD, such as CDD (Christian Domestic Discipline), and LDD (Loving Domestic Discipline). I'm not exactly sure just how ldd varies from dd, so can't help much there. I think that is one of those things where there is a lot of overlap, and the actual workings are pretty close. Same with Taken in Hand relationships, heard of them, can't tell you how they work, what is meant by that or how it differs from DD.

As for me,it wasn't till I got online that I had ever heard of DD. In my mind, I had always thought of it as a traditional marriage, and knew that is what I wanted, even as a girl. My friends even thought it was funny when I included 'obey' in my wedding vows. But I meant it, I wanted that, even if I don't always do it. And when I don't he helps remind me of what I'm supposed to do, often while I'm squealing and promising to be good, over his lap.

not much else at this time,

Angie

If you could make something a spanking offense, what would it be?

2009-06-27T07:55:00.002-10:00

And, not talking about in your relationship, but, bam, you have the power to introduce legislation that would allow spanking (at least for women, guys we'll just take lots of money from....) to be used as a punishment.

I'm thinking of this, after almost getting hit, Again, while I was crossing with the light, and in the crosswalk, because some little ditz is yaking on her cell phone as she drives.

So, that is my number one canidate, those who talk/text while they drive.

Angie

question of the day, for spankers and spankees of all types...

2009-06-24T18:39:00.002-10:00

Okay, going to word this from my point of view, as the spankee, but spankers just look at it from your side, okay?

After a chat, got to thinking, what Do I really like better, after a spanking (and doesn't matter if good girl or punishment....) and any adult style 'aftercare'?

Do you like spooning with them? Your hot bottom pressed back into their belly, and thighs, as they hold you all nice and safe?

Or, do you prefer facing them, your head in their shoulder, their hand now free to easily roam up and down your side, over your waist, back up to the swell of your hip, rubbing and patting your bottom?

My problem is I'm greedy, I want it all, and at the same time, and right now...

However, if I had to pick, I'm going with facing him, as I love his hand sliding over me....

So, how about you guys?

don't be shy. And, my other question about birth order is still open as well.

love,
Angie

My Husband cheats (at games) M/F, rl domestic

2009-06-24T07:03:00.002-10:00

So, I was a happy little camperette after this mornings fun and games, life was good, work was good, everything was good.

It was just after lunch, when our receptionist let me know Jack was on the phone for me. I answered, and immediately blushed when he asked how I was doing, if I was sitting okay, if I was thinking about this morning at all.

So, even though thrilled that he called, I was still semi embarrassed, and so did that wife thing were I'm talking to him in that loud semi hushed whisper, so he could tell I was serious.

Trying to shhh him and change the subject, before everyone wondered later why I was so flustered and kept blushing.

He, big bully, just chuckled, and reminded me that I 'owed' him yet, and he would be collecting after work.

Oh my,yes! Had been thinking such happy thoughts myself, about 'paying up', but,before I had a chance to tell him that, he told me that when I got home, if my panties were damp, I was going to get a strapping!

Okay, whatever little blush was going on before, was Nothing to the flaming red that I could feel from my breasts to the tips of my ears!

What a cheater!

He Knows what his words do to me! Even if I wouldn't have been damp and ready for him (an unlikely possibility, but hey, a possibility) when I got home before he said something, he Knows that simply the threat of a 'punishment' like that will be enough to make me think of it, all afternoon, and so of Course I'll be damp. Heck, damp would be an understatement!

So I hissed out a furious/blushing/whispered wifely "Jack!!!!!" and the big thug just laughed and hung up!

Ahhhh!

Men!

Well, as I said, that was the focus of all actual non work related brain activity for the rest of the afternoon.

I briefly toyed with the idea of going to the beach instead of right home, but, didn't want to turn a 'punishment' into a Punishment.

Got home, he was there already, watching something on tv, and simply said hi, and then "Angela Lynn, I want you to go upstairs, and get ready. I'll be up shortly."

MORE cheating!

He KNOWS what using my full first name, AND as if that wasn't enough, my middle name, does to me!!!!

I stammered out an articulate "Y-yes dear." , came over and gave him a kiss and went upstairs. Where he had everything ready.

The large physical therapy D shaped bolster at the foot of the bed. More convienent then pillows, and it doesn't squish down.

I walked behind it, debated about skirt up or down, as sometimes he likes to do the undressing, but figured I might get extras if I didn't pull it up.

Unless of course he wanted it down.

Debated which one would get me extras.

Finally made a mental coin toss, and went with skirt up.

Laid over the bolster, squirmed till I got like I know he likes, fat little fanny pointing up, toes not quite touching the floor.

Reached back and pulled my skirt up and off my rump, and cradled my head in my arms, Very aware of every sound in the house, and the picture I was going to make when he saw me like this, bent over, bottoms up, ice blue dress and ice blue satin bikini panties framing the light tanned skin of my bare exposed back.

And I was embarrasingly wet.

Part of me was tempted to touch myself, to see if I was wet enough that he could tell by looking at my panties, but I decided that the last thing I wanted was for him to catch me touching myself, to humiliating.

Oh, and I forgot to mention, he had left out the London Tanners's spanking strop on the bed, about a foot above my head, directly in my line of sight. Meany.

Cheating meany.

Now, this is in fact, one of my Fave play toys. It's the 17 inch long, 2 inch wide model, short enough for otk use if he wants, still long enough for nice use while I'm bent over, and the slight extra width helps prevent too much welting. The already doubled over strop makes such a Loud, delicous, scary exciting sound, and just the right amount of surface burn and sting, and deep muscle ache and ooooo!

So, the meany left me there, fat bottom up for like ten minutes, just squirming in anticipation! More cheating, he knows what waiting does to me!

And finally I can hear his footsteps coming upstairs and into our room. Comes behind me, cups my fanny as I catch my breath, leans beside me, kisses me hard and deep while stroking my bottom, tells me how sexy I look like this, but, I was a bad girl, not letting him undress me, that would cost me extras (Yes! I had guessed right! What? You thought I was trying to get out of extras!?)

And then he straightened up, and played with the elastic on my panties which he Knows drives me nuts, I so love it, and he slooowwwwwwlllllyyyyyyy pulls my Very Very wet panties down, turning them inside out as he does, which is So embarrassing.

And he feels he has to comment on how creamy I am, as if I didn't know!

Telling me I'm in for a strapping now. Asks me if I have anything to say.

And I tell him that it's no fair, and that he is a Massive cheater, and that it's no fair I'm getting extras when he didn't specify what getting ready meant!

And, I asked if he could take my panties all the way off, telling him when he asked why, that I didn't want to stretch out my good panties with my kicking, thank you very much!

A handspanking, then, firm, lovely, all over, one cheek, then the other, then across both at once, centered on the area of my concealed anus....such wonderful sensations.

A Very thorough warm up, with Lots and Lots of touching,and checking and comments about how aroused this 'punishment' seemed to be making me.

But, he wasn't close to letting me come.

And then the Strop.

Oh yes, left hand on my back, above my tan line, white bottom squirming cause I simply can't take the waiting, and then Crack! I squeal, I Always squeal, and a band of fire is across the very fattest center of my bottom,and the pressure of his hand on my back reminds me to stick my bottom back up and out.

But first, he tells me to spread my knees farther apart!

I blush More, do so, and Crack!

The spanking Really starts now, mostly covering both cheeks, occasionly switching sides, so my left gets her fair share of the strops end, sometimes, because he's mean, and because he knows I dream of these things (foolish, foolish me!) he spanks only one cheek, so the doubled over, rounded end slightly wraps inbetween! Much squealed protests over that!

And then, when I'm at that teary pleading I'm so sorry I'll be good stage, it's over, but I don't know it yet, and then he is simply In me, taking me, hands on Red bottom and plump hips, riding me hard, fast, deep...

After, after a nice long ride, he tells me to put some bottoms on, it's time to go for a swim....

And so I did.

In my nice, modest board shorts.

love,
Angie

okay....

2009-06-23T16:59:00.001-10:00

Just put up a little tribute to The Dropkick Murphys (an Irish-American folk band....) over on my music blog...hint hint....

love,
Angie

Birth order, and spanking?

2009-06-23T07:28:00.002-10:00

I was chatting the other day with a friend, and the converstation switched to basic personality types, how some, like my Husband or her, were ones who felt comfortable being the leader in relationships, natural Heads of House (HOH), if you will.

And how others, such as myself, feel more comfortable when we aren't in a HOH position.

From there, got to thinking of how she, and my Husband, and other HOHs that I know, are overwhelmingly first born.

Whereas many who prefer not to be the HOH, and are in fact, the spankee in their relationships, are usually not the first born.

So, obviously my sample size is small, so what has been your experience?

...and because it's June

2009-06-22T20:37:00.002-10:00

Drawing by Cc, at anime otk

... and because we sometimes wear thin things when it's warm out

2009-06-22T20:35:00.002-10:00

Because it's summer and it's hot out....

2009-06-22T20:32:00.004-10:00

Drawing by Kami Tora, from anime otk

Okay, it was Not a lie! M/F, rl

2009-06-22T19:29:00.004-10:00

Husbands, despite being loved and needed, are at times terribly unfair!

I Still maintain that I answered him honestly, that it wasn't even a fib, let alone a lie, when he asked me what I'd been up to this evening, and I told him housekeeping.

Just because He assumed I meant the cleaning around our house, housekeeping, instead of clearing out all the deadwood from yahoo groups (went from 11 pages to only 4 1/2, and as Slow as yahoo groups is, that was work!), housekeeping, is a fault of his assumptions! Housekeeping is a perfectly acceptable term for what I was doing, I've seen others use it too!

sulking as I sit on my pillow.....

love,
Angie

drawing by Kami Tora, at anime otk

drawing of the day....miss Vulcan there So needs a spanking...

2009-06-22T19:15:00.002-10:00

Looking for blog help, please....

2009-06-22T07:42:00.003-10:00

hey all,

been pretty happy here so far, but have some questions on modifying my blog, and I can't figure out what I need to do (and no, not including shots of my spanked fanny, sorry....).

First, I'm surprised I didn't find this in the gadgets section, but, I'd like some sort of counter, to let me know how many people are actually coming and looking. It may sound petty, but that is a big deal to me.

Second, one of the things I did like about my old yahoo 360 blog, was how it had the 'blast', where I could link to like a song/yahoo clip, so friends could see how I was feeling or the mood I was in the time. Is there something like that here? Or, do you just have to go with some 'jukebox' add on,, and if so, which one?

Third, I love how like on some blogs, say My Bottom Smarts, for example, she has on her sidebar a pull down list, so you can look up stuff. I'd like something like that, so that it will make stories and such easier to find later, when this month is up, and all these post titles get relegated to archives.

Fourth, I can't figure out how to link what blogs I'm following or whatever the proper term is, on my blog. It shows up on my profile, but not my blog.

hmmm,
Think that is about it.

oh yes, and again, feel free to im me or email me, if you are shy and don't want to publicaly post.

love,
Angie

ps, for those who asked, how did I get my posts to get spread out so it's easier to read, rather then scrunched up like a newspaper column, I chose minima stretch as my template.

Site of the day- animeotk.com

2009-06-21T16:48:00.002-10:00

Like spanking drawings?

http://animeotk.com/

Well, have I got a site for you. A little bit of everything in here, laid out in galleries, and it's free as well. Well, not Just a spanking drawing site, they have a chat room, fiction section, etc.

Some of my fave galleries are (and no offense intended if I didn't list someone here, there are so many I like):

AlexGragar
Cannibal Khan
Cc (LOVE her stuff, and she has some great domestic discipline work, and a sense of humor)
Mina's forest
Collegeboy (like his take off on the For Better or Worse cartoons)
Drooaygah
Funbun
Gauis
JPC (oh my god so good!)
Kamitora (where my profile avatar is from)
Weaver

hope you have fun,
oh and ladies in dd relationships? remember to watch the time if you start browsing....rubbing my bottom...

love,
Angie

Dear Sandy B

2009-06-21T12:44:00.003-10:00

Dear Sandy,

hi and thank you for the comment!

about the only thing I liked at the old yahoo blog, was how easy it was to hit reply and send the writer a personal note, so hopefully you will see this.

SandyB said...
Hi, nice story, one i hadn't seen before although i've visited your old site quite a few times.

Well thank you so much, and glad you found your way here.

I really like your new blog, but now that it's easier to navigate, i'm not sure if i should put comments at the relevant post, or just at the latest one.

You can do whatever you prefer. I have this blog set up so that I'm notified when ever someone posts a comment, so feel free to comment on old posts as well, I'll still see them. Still trying to get this one set up, so that it will eventually have a scroll down menu on the sidebar, so easier to find stories and such.

Love the new girls going down the right hand side, which one are you? Always associated you with the little lady on the left on your old blog, always liked to see what she was wearing.

lol, none of the ones on the side, my avatar here is on the far right bottom along with my mini bio. That avatar was drawn for me, by Kami Tora. He even made my bust smaller when I asked.

Please let me know if my comment is in the wrong place.

Thank you but this was fine. If you ever want to chat, I sometimes get on, my im is otkgirl_2000

Angie

Hawaii spankings, F/f, M/F, rl, domestic

2009-06-19T13:44:00.003-10:00

a repost from SIN, gosh, wrote this must be about 10 years ago now.

A certain someone, when they found out that I lived over here, asked if I had ever been spanked with a slipper. And the answer is yes, yes I have.

Now that I am feeling up to writing new stuff again, I thought this might be a good way to get back into things.

Over here in Hawaii, the most common footwear is what everyone calls 'slippers' (or in the local pidgen slang, 'slippahs').

Now these are not bedroom style slippers, or the gymshoe type of the UK. These are what would be called back on the mainland sandals, or in many cases, flip flops or shower shoes.

Those inexpensive little thong type plastic/rubber bottomed sandals with no heelstrap that go between your big toe and the one next to it. Except over here, you can go from the really cheap flimsy ones, to the fancier ones, with patterned soles, and thicker, and all sorts of designer colors and such.

Now one of the benifits of being a woman is getting to hear all the girl talk around the office and at social occasions and such. And it is amazing how often the subject of kids and discipline comes up, without ME being the one to bring it up. Invariably, some one mentions spanking, and everyone shares their experiences.

Despite all the different family preferences for spanking tools, overall winner here is the slipper. Everyone from the grandmother types in my office, to the new little receptionist, just out of high school, all have tales about their tails feeling the slipper.

It is a fairyl COMMON sight, to see out in a park or in a parking lot or at the beach, to see some frustrated parent, moms more often than dads, with a kicking and fussing kid over their lap, while the slipper is most vigorously applied despite the kicking and howling and crying and pleading.

And this isn't always just little kids either. I've seen some teenage misses upended over parental laps out in public, getting a quick lesson in manners, and the fact that they aren't quite as grown up as they thought they were.

One of the more recent sightings happened at the beach. A mom that I had a nodding aquaintance with was nearby with her family. Pretty good kids for the most part. One of the girls was 15, my youngest girls age. The next girl was 13, and then a boy about 5.

Mom had to go back to the car for something, and she told the 13 yo to watch the boy, and make sure he stayed in the shallow water. That much I heard. I went back to sleep, and a little while later heard some crying down at the water, so I looked up, and saw the boy getting rolled in the surf, no sister or anyone else around.

I go and drag him out, and asked him where his sister was, and he didn't know. About then, mom comes along, and the story is repeated. Then comes in miss 13, after waving goodbye to some boys that were WAY to old for her 13 yo butt.

Her mom starts lecturing right away, and telling her how much trouble she is in, etc. Her daughter cops a real teen attitude, with a "Mommmm, I AM 13 you know," and even better, "I don't know why I have to watch him all the time, all I do is work!"

Mom grabbed her wrist, sat down, pulled her over her lap right there on the beach, and took off one of her thick soled slippers, and went to work on her daughters bottom right then and there! She had been swimming too, so her little bikini bottoms were still wet, as was her fanny! And boy, take it from experience, does that ever increase the sting.

The bottoms were moderately modest, but they had ridden up a bit, and her mom made sure to REALLY redden any uncovered sit spot till it was glowing. From all the crying and pleading, she didn't sound so grownup anymore. When she let her up, she was dancing around, and people were looking and pointing, but no sympathy for her though.

Didn't even get to run into the water to hide her red butt and upper thighs, mom made her stay on the beach, babysitting her brother for a while longer, before she let her go swim to hide and cool off.

It is also fairly common around the island to see the boys and young men when they are playing around at the parks and beaches with their girls, to spank them a couple of times with the slipper, hard enough to make them rub, even if it is a couple of swats.

And, as I said in the beginning, I have been spanked with a slipper also, by my husband and my Momma Sue. He hasn't been shy about doing it at the beach, and he really lays some licks on!

Of course, between his laughing and me carrying on, it's evident that it's just playing around, if a bit hard, and not once has anyone ever intervened or come over to see if I was okay.

I normally retreat to the water as soon as I can. If I'm lucky, I can coax him into the water as well, so he can comfort me properly out there, in the waves....

love,
Angie

An evening surprise F/F, domestic

2009-06-19T13:35:00.002-10:00

It had been a fun evening out. I had dressed up, and he had taken me out for dinner, drinks and dancing. He was so very romantic and smelled so good when we slow danced... just thinking about it now gave me little shivers as I happily smiled to myself.

"Wine me, dine me, then 69 me" I heard myself mumble out loud.

"What was that Kathy, I couldn't quite hear" he said as he pulled into OUR driveway (happy shivers again).

"Nothing" I quickly reply, "just talking to myself about how happy I am."

He opens my door, and of course as I am slightly bent over as I get out, he gives me a pat and a pinch, and of course I squeak in mock protest, even as I ensure my bottom stays in contact with his big hand as long as possible. I snuggle in to him as we walk to the door. And all of a sudden, the door pops open and there Angie is standing in the entryway, backlit. And she looks mad for some reason.

**********************************************************************

I reach out and grab Kathy's wrist, and pull her inside. I notice that she has been drinking, and think that is good, that it will just make everything easier if she is a little off balance.

"It's about time you got home, young lady! Do you have any idea what time it is?" I ask of her in my best mom voice, and the girl inside of her responds,

"I think it's about 1, why..." but I cut her off.

"That's correct, 1am, and I don't seem to recall your father or I changing your curfew past your normal 11 pm school night time, missy. And you," I say, looking right at her flabbergasted husband of 3 months, "what do you have to say for yourself, keeping a High School Senior out till this time, and has she been DRINKING?!!"

The look on his face is priceless, but he doesn't know what to say, so I help him out.

"Oh , I see by the look on your face you really did think she was older. What did my girl do now, say she was a senior when you asked about school, but just happened to forget to mention she's a high school girl,not a college woman yet. Well, she looks much more mature than she acts, so I can understand your confusion. Consider yourself lucky that my husband is away, now good night."

And I push him out their door and then lock him out of their house , but not before passing him a piece of paper...

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I feel Angie grab my wrist again, as she starts in scolding me, and I'm getting a little upset here, I don't know what type of game she is playing but I had been looking forward to a good roll in the sheets and now this, this had to stop.

I tried to put the brakes on while I said "now wait a minute Angie..." but we never slowed (man she was strong, must be all those martial arts classes she's always doing) and my verbal protests were equally ineffective.

"NO, now YOU wait a minute missy. I may only be your step mom, but if you don't feel like calling me mom tonight, that is fine, but you can call me ma'am instead" and she accompanied this with a hard spank on my fanny. And all of a sudden I felt 18 again.

"Yes ma'am" I hear myself say, and she drags me past our bedroom to the guest room and pulls me in and proceeds to spank me all the way to a corner, where she tells me to stay.

"You have been out of control for quite a while, Kathy my dear, but 18 or not, this type of behavior stops tonight, do you understand me?" she asks, and for some unknown reason I get those same little shivers I had in the car, but there is the spice of fear to go with.

"but what did I do" I childishly whine, hating the way I sound.

"What did you do,is that the question? Okay then little girl, we have breaking your curfew, not letting us know where you were going to be, lying about where you said you would be going, DRINKING while a minor, dating a boy older than you without introducing him to your father or myself, and look at what you are wearing!"

I am stung by the last comment because I like this outfit!

"No wonder he thought you were older, when you deliberately try to dress up like a successful young business woman out on the town, but that skirt is so tight I can see the outline of your panties, and are those THONG panties you are wearing Kathy? Didn't I tell you you were not allowed to wear thong panties, missy? So lets add inappropriate attire to the list, why don't we? Anything else to say now?"

And I am amazed at how strict my new 'mom' is and I wonder just how strict her mom was with her!) and shuffle in my corner and mumble out a "no ma'am".

"Good, I don't feel like staying up any later, let's get this over with. Lift your skirt above your waist and bend over the pillows at the end of the bed."

I feel myself blush as I do as I'm told, and a tear trickles down my cheek.

"My god Kathy, your panties are wet all the way thru! Did you stop someplace to park on the way home!?"

And I can see my reflection in the mirrored closet doors, and see to my horror that my white satin panties are indeed visibly wet, and I don't know what to say, and I start to cry and sniffle a little as she loses patience and puts me over the stack of pillows, my ass high, my feet off the floor.

I am mortified as she pulls my panties sloowwwly down so they catch and release from my pussy and bottom little by little before she pulls them all the way off. She swats the inside of my thighs and I squeal and spread my legs embarrassingly wide.

"I am so disappointed in you, Kathy. I thought we had raised you better than this," and I feel ashamed at being the bad daughter.

"Well, you can learn the lesson the way I did when I was about your age, now you stay in position" and WHAACK!!! my head shoots up as my ass explodes with fire, that seems to go deep into the muscle and just keeps on burning! I gather myself to scream when WHACK! it is repeated again and my voice comes out as a strangled gasp, then the air finds my lung and I give voice to my discomfort.

I scream, I kick, I plead ,I blubber, I promise, nothing stills or slows her arm and that big sorority paddle I see in the mirror. I see my ass glowing red in the mirror, and she spanks on and on...

I notice that the spanking has stopped, and hear her murmuring to me thru my sobs, and I feel her soothing my ass, playing with my cheeks and between them, fondling my swollen,wet, slick, traitorous lips, and I feel myself open up to her, then she sliiiddes something into my pussy, and I gasp at the intrusion, and buck and that gives me all sorts of new feelings down there, and she leans forward, her hair tickling my neck as she is MY Angie again, whispering "shhhh, it's ben wa balls, relax, you're doing fine," and then her face changes and Momma Angie is back.

I see her leave the room and go into the bathroom and then I hear the water running, she returns and everything clamps down as I see her carrying the bright red enema bag, with an oversized nozzle attached!

"Maybe this will flush a little of that naughtiness out of you" she tells me, then spreads my swollen and sore ass apart, embarrassingly apart, and lubes me up in a decidedly non motherly way, her other hand tugging on the ben wa string and flicking my clit!

Then a "take a big breath Kathy" and no sooner do I than that big nozzle is IN!

She fucks me with it as I moan and cry for mercy and forgiveness, but all I get is the click and then the warm water runs into me, as she continues to fuck my ass with the tube, and play with my clit...

I happen to glance in the mirror, and can see in it's reflection how I look and I can even my ass as she has placed mirrors behind me so I am spared nothing, and then to my horror, even as my pussy throbs and becomes even wetter, I see HIS reflection in the mirror, looking at me from the balcony, peeking at me thru the window, he is witness to my punishment and shame.

The enema stops after only a little while, she tells me it is only half a quart, but then she plugs my ass up with a thick purple plug. My protests are stilled when she warns me that she can always get out the Vicks if i continue to fuss...

I see her pull out the reform school strap, the one like in the Nu West videos we have watched together, the one that is like the one she got it with as a teen, and I remember how the girls cry and yell, and my strapping starts, and goes on and on,bands of fire overlapping onto my ass and thighs, and I howl and blubber and promise the world, just like the girls, just like Angie had...

She helps me to the bathroom, and gets me cleaned up, undresses me and puts me to bed in my spare bedroom, laying bare bottomed on top of the sheets, fanny up of course.

"You sleep tight" she says, "and try to behave yourself."

She kisses me goodnight, and I hear her walk down the hall way into MY bedroom, and turn off the light. And I hear my window open, as he comes into my room, to comfort his punished girlfriend while her mom is asleep down the hall....

Love,
Momma Angie