13th April Saturday diary

11:30 up ... pills
 in the garage with Stitch...looking for a 'step' for Donna
 Merry out 1315 to HSG party and memorial for Big Daddy Lou
went through TV Guide, 
 laundry, away
 online diary entries
Merry home 1915
BLACK BEAR DINER for dinner
2100 home
 TBBT reruns

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09.21 Sunday

She said She was too wired to sleep...so..

we sat down and played two games of Scrabble.

Then went to bed...

Where I quickly took down Her panties, and gave Her an oral DO.

I was too tired to think much about trying to get erect, then don a raincoat, so we headed to sleep.  

She turned on a movie...Red Dragon... which was harmless enough in that, we had seen it so recently, we wanted be stuck staying awake to watch it.

I got up to pee, and eat ice cream, around 0300.

Back to bed...

And up 0930.

Coffee, newpapers...

Her 2nd youngest son called, immediately sending us into panic, wondering if his medical condition was going to mess with our party plans again.  

No, he was just saying, that he needed meds ordered from and picked up at the pharmacy.

Then Her whackjob half sister called, and I was not getting involved. I will not talk to her.

Then the son called again.  She asked me to answer it, and I did, then I kinda went a little nuts, saying I did not want to get involved in Her phone calls. But I said it loud and rudely, and She invoked Merry One.  I could feel anger rising within me, about ready to remind Her that we are not currently under an 'agreement', which I kind of stammered,  then I added that She can 'work it out at the party' and that, yes, I was rude.

She thanked me, saying all She really wanted was acknowledgement.

She was baking brownies for the party.

I started packing up stuff...and showered/dried/dressed in white blouse, black skirt, cotton knee high socks, black mary janes.... 

and She dressed in something similar.

We got in our cars, 1245 and headed off to the Lair.

Arrived 1330... 

In time and in side for the pre party pep talk and introduction...

Then the ice breaker game,  with subs in one line facing tops in another, tossing a 'hot paddle' back and forth,  and any sub holding the paddle when the music stopped gets a single whack from each top, and if a top has the paddle when the music stops, 'he' gives each sub a whack...

Then it was general activities, and Merry headed for the kitchen.

I sat at a table, and She came along with a chocolate cupcake that I just had to try, She said.

Turns out, it had some peanut butter filling.

Trouble was,  sugar for me on an empty stomach just wipes me out.

I tried to off set it, by going in and getting an apple, some chips, some carrot slices...

Resulting in a nearly immediate bowel movement. I went to the toilet, but did not take wipes with me.

I thought I cleaned up well.  Ha.

We were inside the main room, sitting and watching, with Merry getting somewhat involved in giving ...and getting ...spankings..but my stomach was 'off' . I know I shouldn't eat before or even at a party... this happens almost every time.

The room was noisy, and I excused myself to go sit outside.

I sat and dozed for an hour, maybe 90 minutes.

She came out, and said She had a decent nap, Herself.

And asked, if I was ready..to be spanked...yet.

I said, "Gimme a minute," and chugged down a Sprite.

I said, "Lemme go pee..."

I came back, and said, "Okay, but ...take it easy."

Merry seems to have ONE gear... 'Hard'.  That's from playing with me so long, and I have a high pain tolerance, that She kicks it into Hard  immediately, just to ...kind of get my attention.

But sometimes, I'm not into it, or afraid of it.

Thus I said, "Kinda easy, or easy for us."

She agreed, and we went into the main room.

Only two couples in sight, one hard at it, the other just kinda cuddling.

We found a bench, with sides wide enough to accommodate my knees.

She told me to pick "2 to 4", so I selected three implements.

She took off my blouse, told me to get on the bench.

I did; She pulled the hem of my skirt up and over my waist, and tried to pull down my panties, but they were too small, too tight, to come down past my spread thighs, so She had me get up, to take them down and off.

She looked inside them, and between my cheeks, and said, "You are dirty. I'm going to clean you up, then ...MerryOne."

She got wipes out of our bag, and cleaned up between my cheeks, then She got out the 16" tan paddle, and said, "With each count, you will say, 'No Dirty Panties'"

So, "No dirty panties...ONE..." "No dirty panties..TWO"  and She applied ten swats to my left buttock, then ten to my right buttock.

"Done," She said, having me get upright to kiss Her, lightly, before continuing.

... With 32 swats with the bamboo Pizza board paddle, 24 swats with the thin paint-stick-type paddle, and 30 with the round-headed hair brush.

..She told me to get up....and I requested pix, and She had me pose, and took .. two or three.

Then She told me to go get clean briefs from my clothes bag, which I did, and put them on under my skirt, and put on my blouse.

Dressed, I asked Her to take pix of me, so dressed.

She did, then whispered, "I'm SO horny..."

I looked around, and suggested the Red room, and She countered, "The bath room..."

So we went into the bath room, and closed and locked the door, and I got on my knees, while She lifted Her skirt, and lowered Her panties, and I tongued Her clitoral area, as She came, like twice.

We adjusted our clothing, and went on, outside.  

I changed to work clothes... 

We said goodbyes to all around us...

And went to Her car, and She drove two blocks to my car, then we headed off in separate cars,  Her to a pharmacy some 35 miles away, for Her son, and me, to work.

I was at work... 1900 ish...

Finishing Sunday with 101 rides, starting Monday with 96... ergo, uneventful, and SO FAR ...quiet.

HsLS  57

HsLO  158

HsLD  6

Hr UN  74

Her DO  2

Fantasy: this

8.17 Diary

Saturday night, bed 0130...
I offered and She accepted a DO for Saturday...which I provided orally, then we went to sleep.
I was up 0230 for P&S
And again at 06:30.
Alarm off at 07:30, because She had things to do and places to go.
I had a bit of morning wood, which She took advantage of,  by taking down my briefs and Her own, and getting on top of for a bit of ride, then rolling onto Her back, with me getting on top of Her.  We stopped when She was satisfied, as I wasn't getting close...
Then She 'suggested' I put a cage on it, so I wouldn't be tempted to play solitaire while She was away.
Which I did...
She showered and dressed, and was out, shortly after 8, heading on a bit of a road trip, some 100 miles to the south of us.
I piddled around...and took the time to clean off the mountain on Her desk.
Then i took a nap from 0945 to 1100.
And up...
And started packing for the party I was going to, and for work...
And S&D&D...
And in my car 1215.
Stopped for gas....
Arrived at the Lair, around 1330.

Started by taking part in a game of "Precision" which is sort of a speed game, trying to fit different shaped pegs into corresponding holes...  with bottom swats applied for the number you don't get in, in the one minute that you have to do so....  (I got 12 swats the first round, and 10 on the second...whoo hoo).

Then some sitting around and watching....

BDL told me, he saw that I was coming, and that he didn't bring any canes at all...other than sjambok, just for me.... oh boy.

Around 4:30, I judged myself to be ready.
He set out three leather paddle/straps, and the sjambok,  while I stripped down to a-shirt, jock strap, and socks, and bent over a table.
He started with a number of hand smacks to my buttocks to get the ol' blood flowing..
Followed by 15 to 20 of the alligator paddle....  (OWCH)(croc strap)
Another 15 to 20 of some kind of leather strap   (Ehhh) (Canadian prison strap)
Followed by 15 to 20 of a double leather strap (OWCH)(razor strop)
Followed by 15 or so of the sjambok  (Oh Mi Gawd..) (42" polypropylene)
He asked "How ya doin'"  and I held up four fingers on my left hand, while I tried to catch my breath.
"Four more? Okay."
Four more were duly delivered.  Uggghhhhhh....
After-pix follow this.
More sitting around, as best I could.  My right cheek/thigh STILL hurts as I write this...

Around 1845,  headed out, to car,  to work.
Arrived 1920.
And sat with Dumbass-1 to my left, and Dumbass-2 to my right.
Oh well.
Had one driver drop a client at the airport, and REJECT a ride for an arrival within 20 minutes, because he 'was tired'  which left me annoyed and scrambling.

Not the first time, for this particular chauffeur, either....

HsLS  16
HsLO  57
HsLD  7   Not from HER, but a beating's a beating...
Hr UN  120
Hr L    16
Her DO  Yes...

Posture and position part 2

The spankee realizes the following effects from their position:

·                     Relative comfort. Except for the notable exception of their backside, I think it's important that the spankee be relatively comfortable so they can focus on the sensations being inflicted upon their posterior.

·                     Anticipation. Bending over and getting into position to get your bottom blistered signals the beginning of the spanking and builds anticipation.

·                     Increased sensation. A properly positioned bottom will tend to be spanked harder and more completely on the sensitive "sit spot".

·                     Humiliation. Being put over the knee is a childish, humiliating posture. Having to "assume the position" is humiliating in its submission and rubs in the fact that they are being spanked.

·                     Exposure. A properly positioned bottom is fully exposed. The cheeks are fully presented and split, their undersides turned up.

·                     Emphasis on their bottom. Spanking positions place the center of attention on the bottom of the person being spanked, a fact not lost on said person. The bottom is emphasized by its exposure and upturned position relative to the spanker.

·                     Presentation of their bottom. Not only is the bottom exposed and emphasized but the spankee feels they are willingly "sticking it out" and presenting it for its punishment in the same way as the condemned man who must place his head on the chopping block. The spankee knows their bottom cannot evade or escape the swats.

·                     Submission. Cooperatively getting into position to be spanked is the primary act of submission in spanking.

·                     Safety. Although it may be of little solace, the spankee can take comfort in the fact that their position affords safety from injury. Of course, this can be disconcerting if they know they will be spanked with even more abandon.

·                     Loss of control. Once positioned, the spankee has relinquished control and may not easily regain it until the spanking is done. They may have difficulty removing their rear from the line of fire if they try.

·                     Inability to clench. When standing, one can clench their cheeks together, mitigating the sting of a swat and the exposure. When properly positioned, it is more difficult to clench cheeks and the spanking will be applied to a relaxed, bouncing bottom.