Spanking Bethie

I’m afraid there hasn’t been a lot of spanking or romance going on around our house lately. It seems like we’ve been taking turns being sick. First, I caught a cold and then Dan caught some nasty bug that’s had him dragging the last few days.

I hate being sick but I’ve learned having a man like Dan around makes the experience much easier to handle. Before I met him, when I caught a bug, I’d just soldier through it alone. Now that I have Dan, I have someone to take care of me.

I never thought I’d want that from the man in my life, but it’s one of the perks in our relationship. There are a lot of perks when you have a dominant man like Dan around but I didn’t know about this one.

Dan’s very protective of me normally and even more so when I’m sick. He makes sure I get enough rest, goes out for the juice and tissues I like, and makes me feel safe and cared for. It’s funny, he growls at me if he thinks I’m not taking care of myself and I don’t mind at all. In fact, I kinda like it.

I especially like it when he threatens to spank me good and hard once I’m well enough. I never knew a promised spanking was the cure for a cold but it really seemed to work for me. Forget chicken soup and zinc tablets, all I need is the promise of sore bottom and I’m well on my way to being cured!

I *like* playing dress-up and today I found some very nice things while looking at the Valentine’s goodies at Eros Boutique that I?d love to have. This outfit looks absolutely yummy?mmmmmm.

I have so much fun cruising the net and finding fantasy outfits to drool over. For me, one of the fun things about being kinky is the amount of dressing up I get to do. And I?m always on the lookout for something new to make mine and Dan?s fantasies complete.

Lately I?ve been working on adding to my harem girl and slave girl collections. I?m wondering though, would it be over the top if I start taking belly dancing lessons?

Okay, I give up. I’m kinky and no matter how innocent my intentions are, my true nature always shines through. Not that I’m complaining too much, that’s how I hooked Dan. *wink*

Tonight, Dan was relaxing with a good book so I decided to play on the computer and give him some peace. I have a tendency to poke him every once in a while if I don’t have something to keep me occupied. I should have been blogging but I decided to play instead.

After catching up on my blog reading, I wandered over to Quizilla to check out the latest quizzes. I don’t know why I like quizzes (especially after the Dr. Seuss quiz told me I was the Cat in the Hat), but I do.

I took a couple of the quizzes during which I found out I was an Air Sprite for one thing. Then found one I thought sounded fun, “What Classic Pin-Up Are You?”

I had the classic pin-up girls in mind when I took the quiz. You know the ones I’m talking about, Marilyn Monroe, Betty Grable, and so on. It didn’t occur to me to think there’d be anything kinky about this little quiz. Imagine my surprise when I finish and see my results.

You’re Bettie Page!

What Classic Pin-Up Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

You’d have to substitute “slave girl” for “dominatrix” but otherwise it’s right. I guess I’ll have to forgive Quizilla for that Cat in the Hat thing now. LOL

We’ve been a little busy around here but I thought I’d squeeze in an update. We’re like everyone else, life gets busy and finding time to play can sometimes be tough. Sometimes we just have to grab a moment or two when we can. Which means, spank-mercials are back again!

It started the other night with us lounging around watching tv and winding down from a busy day. Dan was sitting up against the headboard of the bed while I laid across the bottom of the bed at his feet. I’ve mentioned before that spank-mercials are what he calls the short spankings he gives me during the commercials to help pass the time.

He does it fairly often but Dan surprised me this time because he’d managed to sneak one of the canes by me. He caught me completely off guard with the first light stroke he landed on my pantyclad bottom. I was expecting his hand or the riding crop but not one of the canes.

I yelped a little and somehow managed not to fall off the end of the bed. Dan kept his swings light and fast so he could get in as many as possible during the breaks. I quickly learned that it doesn’t matter how light he swings that cane, it still stings like crazy! It almost felt like a switch because of the way he was using it.

With every break, the burn in my bottom would increase just a little more. Spanking me with the cane as lightly as he was, I was able to take quite a few strokes but they still stung. I was starting to wonder if it was just me or were there always that many commercials during the average movie.

I just know he was awfully proud of himself whenever he’d reach down and massage my bottom and check my heat levels. Me and my bottom were both plenty hot and I’d moan encouragingly every time he’d squeeze me. I’ll cheerfully admit that I was more than happy to see that movie end. (Not that I even know how it ended.)

As for us, our night concluded with another hot and sweaty ending but I’ll leave that to your imaginations. *grin*

I found this gummy whip at a couple of sites, Sexy Tickler and Chocolate Fantasies, and it reminded me of this discussion we had about making toys out of candy.

It even comes in different flavors! I think a watermelon flavored one would be yummy. Mmmmm…

*Update* I’m afraid Chocolate Fantasies turned out to be a not-so-consumer-friendly outfit. If you haven’t read it yet, check out my sweetie’s post about his experience with them. I just wanted the rest of you to beware should you try to order something from them and you have the same feelings as we do about giving out too much personal info. I was quite taken aback by their attitude. You’d think they’d understand why we’re reluctant to give out any more info than is necessary for a transaction considering they sell “adult” products.

Oh well! We placed an order with Sexy Tickler without any problems so I should be getting my gummy whip in plenty of time for the big day. Yay!

*Picture removed at request of site owner. See comments.*

I found a slave girl ensemble and loved it. I started fantasizing about how I would feel dressing up like a real harem slave girl. I think wearing something like that would be perfect for a special night of fun and spanking.

I like impromptu spankings, but sometimes I enjoy the ritual of getting ready for a spanking. I like candles, wine, and selecting a special pair of panties or a lingerie set to wear. I think wearing something like a slave girl set would put us both in the mood for a very playful spanking session. I *want* to be Dan’s harem girl. I get all excited just thinking about it. Whew!

It’s been a year since I realized I’d found the man of my dreams, Dan. I?ve told the story here before. How we met online and developed a relationship so special that I knew I had to go visit him to make sure it was real. It was a leap of faith but it was worth it.

By this time last year, my visit was drawing to an end and I realized that visiting Dan wasn?t enough. I knew Dan was the one for me and I didn?t want to leave him. It wasn?t just that I?d found someone to share my kink with (although we matched up perfectly on that score), it was that I?d found someone to share my love and life with.

At that point, I counted myself lucky and the two of us started making plans on how to be together on a permanent basis. I can?t believe how well this has all worked out and how much in love we are and how much fun we have together. It?s wonderful and amazing!

The only drawback last year was that I had to return home, put my affairs in order, and move to where Dan lived. Huge leap of faith! The only thing I can say is we obviously were meant to be together.

So that brings us to this point, our one year anniversary is coming up soon. It?s close enough to Valentine?s Day to make that a very special time for us. In fact, I?m supposed to start my wish list so he?ll have plenty of time to fill it.

You can safely bet that there will be plenty of spanking toys and other kinky goodies on my list. I plan to put the ones I find online here so he?ll be able to find them easily and hopefully (please!) I can get input from you readers about my choices.

Let?s get started with this pretty little paddle I found at Westward Bound. I know, it doesn?t look too intense?but it?s pink! That?s my favorite color btw. And besides, it comes with matching cuffs. What more could a kinky girl like me ask for?

(Part 1 ended as Dan and I left our room after a short caning session.)

As Dan and I headed out for dinner and a movie, my bottom was still burning and I was grinning like a fool. I was feeling deliciously naughty and that always puts me in a good mood. It didn?t help that I?d chosen to wear my ?I Love Spankings? t-shirt under my cute black overalls. I liked the way the overall bib would occasionally slip down and the writing on my shirt would peek out. Yup, I was feeling naughty all right!

Then, as the evening progressed, I noticed my bottom was hurting less and less. All that did was make me want another spanking even more. At the theatre, I was having a tough time keeping up with the movie because my mind was wandering quite a bit. By the end of it, I was more than ready to get back to our room and start playing.

We weren?t in the room more than a couple of minutes, when I unhooked my overalls and let them drop to the floor. Dan didn?t waste any time directing me over the end of the bed and then pulling my panties down. He had left the toys on the dresser lined up in the order he wanted them so they were ready to go.

I watched as he picked up the CB paddle and my bottom began to tingle in anticipation. As Dan walked around to my side, I turned and buried my face in a pillow, willing myself to relax.

The first swat landed hard and stingy on my right cheek. I?d forgotten just how stingy that paddle could be but Dan?s next few spanks quickly reminded me. When we first got that paddle, I didn?t have much respect for it. It looked harmless enough in the store, what with the ball and string attached. It?s supposed to be a child?s toy, for crying out loud! I learned very quickly that it didn?t take a lot of spanking with it to make me want to cry out loud.

As the spanking continued, I wanted to kick and wiggle but Dan?s voice urging me to stay in place, kept me from moving too much. By the time his count got to ten, I was glad he was only giving me a dozen with that particular toy. That?s when he paused to tell me the next two swats were going to be extra hard.

Before I could get too worried about it, the paddle landed with loudly one time on each cheek. I couldn?t help but yelp, and knowing that I had a minute before he got the next implement, I took the opportunity to kick and roll around a little. I don?t know why it helps, but it does. So I kicked and rolled around until he returned.

The next implement was the big strap. I actually love that strap. It?s made from nice heavy leather that lands hard but stingy and covers a lot of area. All good points as far as I?m concerned.

After the paddle, my bottom was beginning to feel tenderized and I knew the strap was going to add to the nice warmth that was growing there. Dan swung it perfectly and in no time, I was in spanko heaven. It was no problem to stay in place for that toy. In fact, I was even pushing my butt up to meet it.

I was almost disappointed when Dan announced the last two strokes but then he landed them good and hard. It was enough to satisfy even me. Also, I knew that the next toy was going to be the flogger. My absolute favorite toy of all.

Blissful, I hugged the pillow into my chest and arched my back. I wanted my bottom sticking up so Dan could have the best possible angle. He lovingly told me my bottom was a pretty red color already but that it was going to be even redder before he was done. I shivered with delight and settled in for the next set of twelve.

He trailed the tails of the flogger across my back, making me moan loudly and push my bottom up even more. I giggled and spread my legs when he let the tails fall down between my thighs, tickling them ever so slightly. And then I gasped when Dan expertly moved them to lightly graze my pussy. I was throbbing with lust as it was, and that little move was almost more than I could handle. That man can be such a tease!

Before I could collect myself, he landed the first stroke full across my bottom. I moaned and closed my eyes so I could fully concentrate on the sweet sting of the flogger as it landed once again. I love the way the tails leave little stingy trails in random places. Dan was working it perfectly and every swing of the flogger pushed my desire up another notch.

I wasn?t sure I wanted it to end, but as soon as Dan stopped, I knew I was more than ready for some serious lovemaking. We had one more toy to go though and it was one I?d been looking forward to using seriously ? the short crop.

The crop was one of my Christmas presents but we hadn?t had an opportunity to use it very much. I was anxious to see if it would live up to our expectations.

Dan?s hand lightly caressed my back while he told me how pretty my bottom was. As his hand drifted downward, I moaned as he ran his hand lightly over my very warm butt. I was ready and he knew it.

The first slap of the crop surprised me. Dan had told me he wanted to use the crop last because he wanted my bottom already tenderized so I?d get the full effect. This particular crop has a short handle and a large flapper on its business end. That flapper is what got my attention. It landed with a biting sting as Dan proceeded to spread the strikes around.

He had me flopping up and down on the bed in no time. He paused briefly to remind me to be still so he wouldn?t miss and somehow I managed to comply. That darn thing stung though! Little mean stings landed all over my tender bottom while I struggled not to bounce around. After all, I didn?t want him to miss and hit something really tender. Ouchie!

So I was thankful and ready when he reached the magic number and told me it was over. We didn?t waste time after that as we lost the last of our clothes and tumbled into the bed. It was exactly what I?d been waiting for and when it was over, I was completely satisfied and glowing inside and out.

Those are the times when I feel amazed and so very thankful to have found Dan. We just fit together and that?s what matters. It was a wonderful night which we topped it off with a delivery pizza and went to sleep happy, thankful, and slightly garlicky. Perfect!

I had planned to post Part 2 of Our Big Spanking Weekend, but I got sidetracked and now it’s time for bed. Darn it!

In the meantime, I’ll just post a smilie I’ve been working on. Hope ya’ll like it!

*Update* I forgot to mention that I replaced the original smilie a couple of days after I posted it with this cleaner version . It had a few spots that were only visible on dark backgrounds that I missed the first time. It’s as good as it’s going to get now. Also, there’s another smilie on the way!

Woo-hoo! We’re back, feeling a little tired, but mainly feeling very content and happy. It was an awesome weekend. Lots of time for loving and spanking and then more loving. *wink*

The lodge we were staying in was very nice and we settled in quickly. Dan had decided we would spend the first night taking care of my many transgressions and gleefully unpacked all the toys and laid them out on the dresser for inspection. He’d brought my favorites. The flogger, the short crop, and the strap. I wasn’t too happy to see the Cracker Barrel paddle or the cane but I wasn’t about to complain. It’d been far too long since I’d had a good spanking and I was looking forward to some intense playing.

Dan likes having a good solid number to work with and somehow he’d come up with the number 55. He’d even been teasing me about how he planned to use the cane for all 55, but I wasn’t sure my poor bottom could handle that. Especially on the first night!

That’s when the negotiations started. I wanted to play with the cane a little…maybe, but I wasn’t prepared to take that many strokes. So I suggested maybe we could break it up between the other toys. Ten with the strap, five with the CB paddle, and so on. He was determined to use the cane though so I eventually gave in and we came up with a plan.

I’d get seven strokes with the cane before we went out for dinner, and I’d get the remaining 48 strokes when we got back. We settled on a dozen each with the paddle, strap, flogger and crop, in that order. I tried to get a different order but he won out. As usual!

He immediately bent me over the bed and began swishing the cane around for effect. He knows what that sound does to me. The swish right before the cane lands always makes me cringe because I know what’s coming. He loves building up a little tension first.

I was bent over anxiously waiting when the first stroke landed full across my bottom. I felt an immediate sting where it landed but then it began to build into an intense burning sensation. The line of fire across my bottom made me squeal and wriggle my butt around. No matter how hard I try, I can’t shake that feeling off for anything. Ouchie!

As soon as I settled back into place, he gave me another. And then another. When he announced a break, I immediately began bouncing around rubbing my poor burning bottom. That darn cane really makes an impression.

Dan gave me a little while to recover from that and then had me lie down across the bed for the next four. The burn in my bottom was sinking in and I wasn’t feeling as apprehensive as I had earlier. In fact, I was feeling a little warm all over. It’d been much too long since we’d played and I was ready for some action.

I made myself comfortable on the bed and tried to relax. No matter how horny I was, I knew how much it would burn. But I was ready for it. Or thought I was anyway.

The next stroke landed low across my sit spot. He landed it perfectly on the crease, on the soft spot. I yelped and kicked but stayed in place. The cool then hot sensation of a cane stroke takes time to experience and Dan knows this, so he was taking his time.

As soon as he could see that I’d accepted the pain and relaxed a little, he’d land the next stroke. It’s like riding a roller coaster. At the top of a climb, you hear that loud clank right before the cars start the rush down. That’s like the swish of the cane. Then you’re in a free-fall that takes your breath away and as you speed along you finally settle into it. There’s a lot going on during that time. For me, it’s a lot like a cane stroke.

By the time he’d finished with those seven strokes, my bottom was very much on fire. But it was a good fire. I wasn’t sure if it was because it’d been so long since we’d played, or if I might be getting used to the cane, but I realized I could take more than I’d ever thought.

It’s a good thing we’d already decided to go to dinner next or I might have done something silly like ask for more. I can get really greedy if I’m not watched carefully. Guess it’s a good thing I have Dan to look out for me. *grin*

This is a long story but it’s late and I’m sleepy so the rest will have to wait until later.

The last couple of weeks have been crazy but relief is finally in sight! We were planning to visit some out-of-town friends this weekend and it suddenly occurred to us to make it into a romantic getaway. We need a change of scenery and this seems to be the perfect chance. We?ll have dinner with our friends, spend a little time with them, and then sneak off to enjoy some much needed time alone.

I?m almost giddy with excitement here. What should I pack? Sexy nighties or playful pjs? Does it really matter since I probably won?t get to wear them for long anyway? I definitely plan to pack some fun panties. I?m sure I?ll want the ones that have ?angel? or ?I deserve it? written across the back.

Dan on the other hand, is busy deciding which toys to pack. According to him, I?ve been racking up points so he has to pick out the appropriate implements. I?m keeping a close eye on this project. After all, I don?t want to get there and find out he forgot something I was looking forward to. I wonder, would he think I was being demanding if I made out a toy list?

I am so looking forward to this! The holidays were fun and I had a great time with my sisters, but we need to go have some fun of our own. It?s times like these that I?m especially grateful that Dan is the kind of man that he is. He understands me and takes such good care of me. I?m still amazed by him.

I know he?ll give me exactly what I need this weekend ? a lot of loving and spankings. I can?t wait! I know we?ll finally get a chance to really try out my latest present, the short crop, as well as some of my old favorites, like the big strap and the flogger.

Mmmmm?the flogger! It?s been so long since we?ve had a chance to play that I?m feeling greedy and want to take all the toys. I could fill our big suitcase in no time with all the toys I?d like to play with. I can see it now; we?ll end up taking more luggage for the toys than for our clothes. I guess that?s the way it goes when spankos go away for a romantic weekend!

I hope everyone had a happy New Year! We’re still recovering from the invasion of my family so there’s not much spanking going on yet…but we have plans! I’ll blog more about that soon. Here’s something fun for now though.