Something to write about

I finally have the urge to tell about one of our evenings! We have been doing a little tying up as of late. Hubby bought the book "Two very knotty boys" (or something along those lines) a while back.

We were kind of teasing one another, but having a hard time turning talk into action as sometimes is the case. So, I went and grabbed the book and we started looking through it, commenting on the different rope tricks. After a bit, we saw something called the Japenese pearl knot (or some such thing). It looked nice -- except in the picture the girl had teeny, tiny tits -- "pearls" I guess; our version turns out to be more like the Japenese Melon knot. It involves wrapping around the chest above the boobs and then below the boobs and then creating a harness and tying the hands behind the back. Kinda like the picture above.

By the time he was finished wrapping me up, I was dripping wet, and no spanking had even occured yet. I have always liked being tied up, but we only do it occasionally. But, here is one unforeseen advantage of tying up the boobs: for those of us that are not 19 anymore and have breastfed a few children -- tying the girls up makes them perky! I really liked the effect. Hubby likes all the bouncing they do, but this looked way cooler when I was on my back -- but I will get to that.

After I was tied up, Hubby pushed me on my knees and fucked my mouth for a bit. He pushed in really deep and then would hold my head down a bit -- not enough to make me choke too much, but enough. After a bit, he pulled me up and bent me over the bed. He then spanked me with the yardstick. He was aiming at the top of my thighs, and he has pretty good aim. He landed about 20 strokes on my lower bottom and upper thighs -- I was pulling at the ropes in the back, which only served to tighten up the ropes a little bit. Once I stopped fighting, Hubby helped me sit on my bottom at the edge of the bed so that he could lick me. I couldn't lay flat on my back, because my hands were tied behind -- so I sort of had to do a half sit-up. This is the view I liked -- my boobs nice a firm pointing upward! It really didn't take long for me to cum, the whole thing was just a real turn on for me. Hubby kept licking until I had cum again, then bent me over the bed and fucked me while holding onto the ropes.

Well, we are going camping soon -- so maybe I will have some good outdoor sex to tell you about soon!

Nothing much

I don't know why, but I just haven't really wanted to post in a bit. I've been working really hard on keeping the dishes clean! I think about some of the people I have met here sometimes and want to stop by and say hello, but I don't get to it. Definitely it is getting to know people a little that keeps you posting! I think maybe spring is just a weird time for me... maybe I have reverse seasonal affect disorder. I wonder if a good spanking would cure that? Maybe outside on a nice spring night....

I am just going to jabber a bit and catch you up on what is going on here.

• So we have had a few good spanks recently. One which involved me wearing a butt plug for nearly an hour before I got spanked -- boy was a soaking wet for that spanking!

• The other day we were walking in the store and I was a little bit too smart for my Hubby so he spanked me with a good clip on the bottom, right there. It could have come off as a playful swat -- except this one guy's head completely popped up when he saw it and he smirked when he made eye contact. Was that one of you? Hubby said I deserved it. I don't even know what my quip was anymore. Oh, well. I hope the guy thought it was fun too.

• I had this great dream the other night about spankings in public. Everywhere you went there would be people spanking people. It was totally normal. Then Hubby made me pull down my pants in the mall and he caned me. People circled around and ooohhed and ahhhed at his technique. Someone offered me a sample of lotion after the caning. I totally cornered Hubby later and had a little fun, I was horny all day. Now that I think about it, the butt plug evening came from a dream. Gosh, maybe I am not getting spanked enough!
  

See you soon. Hopefully, I will have the desire to write and a reason to write at the same time soon!

a fitting time for a spanking

Just to have some fun and spice things up a bit around here, we are going to spank everyday for Lent. Sometimes it will just be a little, quick spanking; sometimes it will be a big spanking & sometimes it will start out small and become something big. Sex may or may not follow -- no expectations either way.

I guess this is my way of making up for failing at the 12 days of Christmas. The beauty of it is if one of us isn't feeling great -- just a little spanking will do. But no matter, my bottom will be offered to my Hubby to spank for the next (approximately) 40 days. Seems almost like a fitting time to be spanked regularly, hey?

"I'm your fuck toy"

Well, I think we might be out of our rut in a big way! The other night we had crazy, awesome sex that I was thinking about all the next day.

As usual, we had been teasing each other all day and it was clear that we were headed for a little marital fun at the end of the evening. When we got in bed I asked Hubby if he had any plans for that rope in his closet. Indeed he did! He got out his rope book and reviewed the technique for the basic hand binding. It was very pretty, the rope was wrapped around my wrists about a foot a part and then the rope was wound around the area in between -- next time we will take a picture! Then Hubby hooked the loose end to the slat of the bed. There I was, naked, face down with my arms pulled above my head. It wasn't uncomfortable -- but I wasn't going anywhere either! He felt my cunt and I was wet already. Now Hubby is quite sure that bondage gets me wet -- maybe even a faster foreplay tool than spanking my bottom.

Hubby reviewed my little pink book and decided that I should be punished for leaving out the milk products. The usual penalty is 15 swats for each milk product left out -- I had left a whole bag of yogurt on the counter after returning from the store -- yikes! To be kind, Hubby decided only 2 strokes per item. He got out the yard stick and started spanking away. I was smart enough to ask whether I should count and Hubby said that I should. The yardstick has been missing for some time and it has always been one of my favorites. A little sting, but nothing that takes your breath away. Around stroke #5 I think Hubby decided to go pretty much all out with it. I don't think he ever did that before -- it hurt more than usual. After the full 15, he started fucking me. I was really slippery and he grabbed the wooden spoon. He declared that the smacks don't count if he is in me -- so he proceeded to spank my hot bottom with the wooden spoon while fucking me. My bottom was already pretty pink, the wooden spoon really hurt -- even if he wasn't going at it full force because he was busy fucking me.

He started telling me how much he liked me tied up. That he could do anything he wanted. That he was going to fuck me until I screamed. The inability to move or to wiggle away really added up to a feeling of submissiveness. All I could do was agree.

Then Hubby knelt in front of me and fucked my mouth with his dick. I had enough room to lean up onto my elbows, so he could get into my mouth. He continued telling me that he could do anything he wanted. He could fuck me all night. That I was his fuck toy. I was in a different place, we don't usually talk like this but it was just the right tone to take this evening. I answered back, "Yeah, I am your fuck toy. You can do whatever you want." "Fuck me, I am your fuck toy."

After a bit he spanked me with the wooden spoon some more, enough that tears were starting to come to my eyes. Not crying, just 'the edge'. It was just right, not too much but defintely not too little. Then he helped me twist the rope a little so that I was on my back and he licked me until I screamed -- just like he promised. Then he fucked me really fast and hard. I started to scream again and he came. After a little cuddling while still bound up, Hubby undid the rope and we got cozy and went to sleep.

The next night, I got so hot thinking about it I had to get off again. I masturbated while Hubby watched and then we had nice long sex. Two nights for the price of one!

Little pink book

The other morning as I was waking up I had a spanking dream. I had a book in which I wrote my infractions and then whenever Hubby wanted to, he spanked me for the infractions. On this particular occasion he had decided to clear the book and was spanking me 10 times for each infraction. The funny part was I was crossing out the infractions as he was spanking me and writing in new ones. Must have been the guilt of mastrubating without Hubby knowing the other day (well, now he knows!).

When I woke up I told Hubby the dream and the first place we went that day was to Barnes and Nobles to purchase a notebook. I found a hot pink one. Just the shade Hubby would like to turn my bottom. Now, when I do something bad he tells me to write it in my book. I can't even complain because then I have to write that in the book as well! This also eliminates the problem of me saying that I should be spanked promptly so we are sure of what we are spanking for. As you well know, life doesn't always allow for a prompt spanking. To date there are three entries: leaving 15(!) milk products out on the counter, refusing sex because I was tired and wasting 5 minutes of Hubby's time because I forgot something.

The rules are that Hubby can spank me for any or all of the infractions as much as he likes. The only time he can't spank me is when I have a clean book -- as if that will ever happen.

Rope

I came home the other day and what was laying on the kitchen counter? A lot of very pretty rope. The previous evening this book was delivered -- Two Knotty Boys. It looks like there is going to be some new stuff going on around here pretty soon. I'll let you know as soon as I do!

The other night I got a quick little spanking. Just a little bit. After not being spanked in awhile, I always have to get my spanking juices flowing again & also even just a little spanking hurts more. Hubby decided to spank me "about 15 times" while I gave him a blow job laying across the bed. But after quite a few spanking he asked me if I had counted. I hadn't, I was busy trying to suck his dick. Concentration is required for a job well done. So, then I got spanked in the traditional bent over the bed position. He spanked me a little hard and then let me sit on my bottom at the edge of the bed to get some licking. Indeed, I must of landed a fresh stripe right on the edge of the bed because that hurt a little bit. At first I wasn't into the licking. It was a little rough and hard. Then my cunt started warming up to it and I finally had a terrific orgasm. It was so nice after our little hiatus. Hubby's orgasm looked pretty intense too.

Happy New Year!

Well, it seems that the antibiotics have finally taken hold and everyone is better. But, my normal reaction to antibiotics has kicked in -- yeast infection. There may be no spanking ringing in the new year!

Hope you are having a fun end to 2006! May 2007 bring more red bottoms!

Christmas Spankings have been interrupted

Christmas Spankings have been interrupted due to some rather mean viruses that have everyone completely incapacitated! We will resume as soon as we are well, which means we will have to save some of the festives for after the holiday! Hopefully, I will write again soon. Just when the spankings were really starting to pick up......

The third and fourth day

As I predicted, Friday night was not one for any kind of play -- so, Hubby proposed that we move day 3 to the next morning. Saturday morning everyone slept in pretty late (yeah!) and after I had a shower I called Hubby upstairs. He gave me a quick 3 with the leather slapper, 2 with the cane and 1 with the paddle & then off we were for the day.

The last few days have made me think about spanking without sex -- which we almost never do. It is quite different to pull your pants down to your knees knowing you are not going to get fucked in a few minutes. A bit more on the humiliating side (in a nice way), especially when you just pull your pants up onto your warmed bottom.

Day 4 was a bit different. We returned from a party and Hubby was tired, so he proposed the same arrangement -- spanks in the morning. I agreed and tried to settle down to sleep, but it just wasn't happening. So, I asked Hubby to suck my boobs a bit. Which he happily did. Then he asked if he could do anything else for me; but I was worried that he was too sick for too much play. He said that he might be up to some more licking. I happily spread my legs and let Hubby lick and suck my cunt. It felt great and got me really close -- but it wasn't going to take me over the top alone. When Hubby realized that he offered to spank me after all. As he licked he slowly listed the whole list for that night -- 4 with the strop, 2 with the slapper, 2 with the cane and one with the paddle. Then he started adding details, "I think we should explore the limits of the cane tonight" is the one detail that really caught my attention. I exchanged some banter with him, "you could lube my ass up tonight" was the one detail that seems to have caught his attention. After a few more minutes of licking and talking Hubby suggested that I get my 'purple buddy' by which he meant my purple vibrator -- but we also have a purple butt plug that was on my mind -- so I said he needed to go get the lube.

After we realized the confusion, he went to get the lube and came back with the appropriate implements for the evening and I got the vibrator. He lubed up my ass and shoved the butt plug in -- it is a very small one, I haven't been able to get the bigger one in yet. I asked for the nipple clamps too -- I wanted it all tonight! He got the alligator clip ones out -- which I rigged up with bells awhile back, so I jumped up and down a bit to get them ringing. Then I bent over the bed. Then he started spanking me -- first the strop. Having a butt plug in while getting spanked adds a whole new element -- especially because I can't seem to keep that darn thing in. So, after two strong swats the plug started slipping out -- Hubby rammed it back in and gave me an extra swat for it slipping, plus the two more. He continued this through all of the implements. He really was slamming hard & was quite proud of the perfectly rectangular mark the slapper left on my lower ass. I think I only got one extra spank with the slapper. Next up, the cane. To hear the swish of the cane just before it lands on your ass is kind of scary and a little exhilarating. Hubby finished those two in very quick succession, and was happy with the welts that were left on top of the rectangular red mark. Finally, the paddle just as the plug started to slip out he slammed into my ass with the paddle, sending a shiver through my ass. He than hit me once more with it.

Then he started fucking my ass. In general, anal sex hasn't gone that well for us & there just is this point that doesn't feel good at all. So, I gave him some guidance about how deep to go in, which left him with about half a good stroke. I was using the vibrator on my clit but I dropped it, so I just tried to relax into his cock. And then a first, he came in my ass! That part was cool because I could feel the throb before he came and then the pulse when he came.

I still hadn't come full force, so Hubby handed me the vibrator that had fallen and I started to push into it. I said, (remember I am stupid when I am on the verge of coming) "didn't I hear something about testing the limits of the cane?" Hubby happily obliged and sliced through the air into my bottom with the cane starting out light and getting a little heavier each time. After about the 5th one, I said "there, there it is" so he waited and swung one more time a bit harder just as I came. Funny, as soon as I came the clamps started really hurting so I took them off and Hubby started rubbing my bottom. I know that cane could do a lot of damage, but I like the way Hubby uses it. We laid a bit together and then went to sleep -- which came quickly to me this time.

On the second day of Christmas...

Well Hubby is still quite under the weather, but managed to pull through to keep on track. I don't know if it will happen tonight though.

Last night Hubby once again had me fetch the correct implements. When I finally got into the toy box, I couldn't find the light cane! I have no idea were it might have gotten off to. We looked under the bed and up where we use to tuck toys -- but no luck. So, instead Hubby used the medium cane! You clearly know that I did not lose the light cane, if the replacement was a heavier one!

Since Hubby was sick I did not bother to get fully nude as I usually do, instead I just pulled my pants down to my mid-thighs and bent over the bed. Hubby started with the paddle, mostly because it is just so wrong to use the cane without a warm up. First one full, loud crack with old reliable -- I think I broke position, but Hubby didn't notice or care because of being ill. Then two quick swishes with the cane. Then we snuggled up and watched a DVD, my bottom was noticibly warm for a few minutes but it quickly subsided.

Ahh, if Hubby is feeling good tomorrow we should have some real fun. We are going to a party and after that our festive spirit should be in full swing!

The first day

Now Hubby has the ugly virus that is going around. We will never again be healthy in this house, I am sure! But don't fear, we still have managed to stay on track for the holiday.

Hubby pretty much collapsed in bed at about 7:00, so once I made it to bed I thought it would be some reading in bed for me. It was, but first there was a detour to the toy box. Hubby wanted to stay on track, so he had me go get the old, reliable paddle. I handed it to him as he sat in bed and I stuck my bottom out toward him. He cleared his throat and said, I am not so sick that I can't see that you still have your bottoms on -- drop them and grab your ankles. So, I did and then Hubby landed one very hard, very loud crack on my bottom. There is a reason that it is called old reliable!

We were going to do a Christmas induced HNT today, but Hubby couldn't manage to take a photo. So, it will have to wait until next week!

The Christmas letter

Well, I just sat down to write my Christmas letter (yeah, I know I am late -- but I'm still not really in the spirit yet this year). Here is a different Christmas letter, for you my spanko friends.

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Dear Friends,

This year was a wonderful year. The kids keep growing and are a joy to be with (most of the time). The pet goldfish died, it was sad but we will move on. We took some great vacations this year -- just like the 1950's in the old station wagon, are we there yet? are we there yet?

Joyfully, Hubby and I have started blogging about our spanking lives. I picked up my blog again at his request and he has been writing his own. It is fun and sometimes motivates us to do crazy things! We have really enjoyed chatting with lots of people and always look forward to ideas from other people -- it just adds so much spice to our lives.

This year Hubby found his inner handyman and starting making quite a few of his own toys. He has made several paddles, nipple clamps and leather cuffs. Just last night, in fact, he really gave me a hard spanking.

I had been quite naughty earlier by masturbating when I was told not to come. After the kids were safely tucked he told me to go upstairs and bend over the bed and wait for him. I waited about 5 minutes and then he came in a sternly lectured me about listening to instructions. He smacked me on my bottom a half dozen times, enough to get my attention. He decided that leaning over the bed was not enough, for such naughty behavior. So he hung me from the door (with the hangers he made) and told me to stick out my bottom so he could have a good target. He spanked me very hard with the leather slapper about eight times. It hurt so much, I pulled my bottom in. Hubby lectured me about breaking position and spanked me really hard fives times really quickly. Then he told me to step away from the wall, he moved me as far away from the door as I could get. The leather cuffs were digging into my wrists and to keep my balance I had to lean my forehead against the door. It was really uncomfortable. He then hit me over and over with the leather paddle. My bottom burned. In this position, my breasts were hanging down a bit. He fondled them for quite some time. I think he was contemplating whether he should use those pretty nipple clamps he made. Then he broke out the cane (another new toy this year) and slashed my bottom 6 times. He asked me if I would follow instructions in the future and I promised I would. Really, he had quite a convincing argument, don't you think? He licked me after that and made me beg him not to spank me anymore. He really is getting into his dominate role. I may even be good until Christmas....

I probably get spanked 3 or 4 times a week nowadays. Our spanking have gotten a bit more intense as of late -- and I even have had some nice bruises lately. I hope your year has been just as wonderful as mine!

Love, Kasey & Hubby