Spanking Bethie All about my spankings and my love


Spanking Good Review

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 10:52 pm

I’m proud to announce that Jane’s Guide reviewed my blog and gave it a “Quality” rating! Yay!

If you haven’t been over there, it’s a great site that reviews adult sites in a number of categories. I placed a banner in my menu section on the right, so go check them out.

In the meantime, Dan and I are off to play this weekend and I’ve already had one good spanking. We came in after a wonderful meal with friends and quickly got down to business.

While I was changing out of my dress, Dan piled three pillows on the bed and gathered up the toys he wanted to use. I didn’t have a chance to say anything because he told me to get over the pillows and get my butt in the air as soon as I walked back into the room.

He started with some serious hand spanking and quickly moved on to the paddle, strap, and tawse. It was fairly intense and as I was comfy lying across those pillows, I was able to really get into the sensations of each toy. The paddle felt awfully thuddy but by mixing up strokes with it with the strap and tawse, it gave me a chance to enjoy it more.

It was wonderful getting the sensations of stingy and thuddy switched back and forth like that. I loved it…mmm-mmm.

What a great way to start off our weekend! Especially since Dan promised me a big spanking for later. Now all I have to do is distract him so he’ll forget that silly “three times the spanking” I suggested last weekend. I’m not sure my poor bottom is quite up to that. *grin*


Pretty Chains

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 2:41 pm

I found this yummy outfit at Eros Boutique and I think it’s a perfect outfit for play time.


It has a g-string panty that makes it spankable and suggestive. Since it’s under the category of leather lingerie I’d say it’s made of leather. Leather and chains – that’s a sexy combination. I love stuff like this! Yummmmmy…prrrrrrr.

Now I just need the perfect collar to go with it! *grin*


When The Brats Are At Play…

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 7:14 pm

The tops run away! At least that’s the way it seems every time my girls and I plan a girl’s night out. Because I’m going to be busy with work stuff for awhile, I decided to run off for a couple of days to visit and play with my girl friends.

Our weekend included lots of alcohol, good food, some shopping, and a lot of jacuzzi time. I needed it, too. There’s something about just hanging out with the girls and swapping stories over Appletinis and nachos to make everything in my world fall into place.

I have a wonderful man whom I adore, but I need my girls. Who else is going to relate to my tales of binkini shaving hell? What makes sharing so much fun is that someone can always come up with an even better story that’ll have us all laughing hysterically. At one point my face was starting to hurt.

It was great fun until a certain woman showed up. I’m not sure how this person always gets invited to these little get togethers but she always shows up. I’ll just call her “Kill Joy” from here on out.

Anyway, so Kill Joy shows up and for every nice or upbeat comment anyone makes, she has a negative one to bat it down with. When one of the girls took a call from her boyfriend, Kill Joy immediately began to rant and rave about how horrible the boyfriend was.

I don’t know anyone who needs a spanking more than this woman. I wonder if she knows this. It took everything I had not to to tell her myself. But I have better ways to combat the evil that is Kill Joy. I am a brat after all.

Everytime she started in with her negativity, I jumped in and redirected the conversation to something that I knew she wouldn’t be able to participate in. Luckily one of my fellow brats caught on and was right there with me. It didn’t take long for the others to jump in and we completely drowned her out and got the party back on track. Once she realized we wouldn’t let our joy be killed, she left. Thank goodness!

Why is it that the people who need spanking the most never seem to get one? I know I get grumpy and a little out of sorts when I’ve gone too long without a good spanking but that’s just ridiculous. Okay, so spanking isn’t for everyone and she’d probably scream “assault and battery” at the top of her lungs. But she really needs it! Aaaagh!

Okay, back to the party. The rest of us had fun and after a long soak in the jacuzzi, I was feeling friendly and called Dan with a party report. At first I was fine. I told him how much I loved him and how wonderful he was. Then slowly I lost my mind.

The alcohol and steam from the hot tub must have gotten to me because I became delirious while talking to him. I’m still confused about this so bear with me. Somehow I told him because I was so grateful to him that he could not only continue the new spanking regime but he should increase it three fold.

What was I thinking? Three times the fun? It’s a good thing I love spanking.

That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. When I’m bent over, gritting my teeth, and trying to be still, I chant that over and over in my mind. I love spankings…OWWW…I LOVE spankings…Grrrr…I LOVE SPANKINGS…OUCH!!

It’s amazing the trouble my mouth gets my bottom into. *grin*


The New Spanking Regime

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 10:56 pm

As a counter attack to my reward/prize plan, Dan has declared a new spanking regime in our house. I’m not happy. *pout*

Why you ask? Because he made the bath brush the spanking prize of the day to commemorate this occasion. I’ve no idea how many times he’s whacked me with that hateful toy but it’s been a lot.

At one point I thought I was saved when Dan sounded a little worried and told me he thought the brush was falling apart. Unluckily it was just the bristle part coming unglued from the wood. Once he realized it wouldn’t hurt his new best friend, he even wondered if it might be an improvement. Darn it.

As my bottom is a little tender, I’m going to make this a quick post and go watch tv on the bed. And plot the revolt that’s coming soon. Until then, I’ll be making posts as my bottom allows. *grin*


I Love Spankings!

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 8:57 pm

Just a quickie while I continue to try to catch up after my fun weekend.



Brat Shopping Spree

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 11:34 pm

I’ve decided the quickest way to get prizes is to go out and buy them myself. Okay, so maybe it’s more of an excuse to go shopping for fun stuff but don’t tell Dan.

This weekend, I gathered my usual cohorts (my sisters and Mom) and we set out in search of goodies/prizes. We hit our usual spots and had great luck. We even stumbled upon a bake sale and were able to refuel with the help of cookies and cupcakes full of brat sustaining chocolate. Quite yummy!

I even found these wonderful panties perfect for bratting around in.


Aren’t they cute? I love panties like these. It’s not that we play age games either, I just like wearing something fun that isn’t traditional. I like sexy, lacy undies, too, but mixing it up keeps things interesting. This way Dan never knows what he’s going to see when he pulls down my pants.

Of course, if you ask him, he’d just as soon I not wear any panties. Going commando is fun but I like panties. I mean, I really like panties. You might even say I have a panty obsession. Dan seems to think I do. I’m not convinced though.

I like to think of wearing panties as dressing up the goods. Yeah, they’re fine on their own but a little mystery and fun can be sexy, too. Especially for a spanko like me.

Panties are part of a good spanking for me. I love that feeling when he pulls them down. It’s foreplay and I like being able to contribute whatever I can to that experience.

My panties say a lot about my mood. Cute panties mean I’m feeling bratty and playful. Racy panties mean I’m feeling sexy and playful. No panties mean I was playing too much and didn’t get around to laundering the panties I really wanted to wear.

That reminds me, I need to do laundry after being gone all weekend. A brat’s work is never done. *wink*


Spanking Prize Of The Day

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 1:04 pm

And the prize of the day is…*drumroll here*…the riding crop with the thin slapper!

Okay, so my campaign to convince Dan that the reward system would work better isn’t exactly going the way I had planned. It seems he’s under the delusion that being good is the default therefore I shouldn’t be rewarded for behaving as I should.

Now what kind of logic is that? I say that since my nature is to be a brat, being good is hard work and should be rewarded. Rewarded with prizes, I say.

Unluckily Dan gets to decide these things and he thinks my reasoning is flawed. He doesn’t understand the amount of energy I have to expend every day trying to be good. Countless times during the day, temptation flaunts itself in front of me and it takes all of my will power to keep from giving in to it.

Dan doesn’t realize how often I bite my tongue to keep from doing or saying something bratty. And how about all the times I don’t reach out and yank his boxers down when I get the chance? I should definitely get a prize for that.

But noooooo! Instead of getting a reward that I want, he gets to pick the prize and use it as he sees fit. Today he saw fit to use the crop on my breasts when I said “no” to him. I don’t know what I said “no” to now, that’s long forgotten, but his system just isn’t working for me. Two quick swats with the crop for saying “no” didn’t exactly deter me. Instead it frustrated me to have two stinging, tingling nipples and no relief in sight.

I think he’s got a much more evil plan at work here. He’s teasing me with these so-called prizes. Instead of getting a full-blown spanking, he just gives me a taste of each one. A swat from his hand, a lick of the strap, and a couple of swats with the crop won’t do anything but get me riled up and he knows it!

With his system, Dan gives me a swat or two and I get told to behave while he goes on about his business like nothing’s wrong. I want to yell, “Hey, I’m still bent over here! Where are you going?”

At first I blamed this new behavior on all the work he’s doing trying to get SpankingBlog back up and running. (If you didn’t know, it crashed last week.) But now I think he’s got a plan. A plan to drive me crazy!

Or wait…maybe the man is even more devious than that. Maybe he’s trying to push me into making good on my threat to bite his butt. Dan’s promised me a caning for that one. I’m really going to have to think about this one. I’m not sure which I want more, to bite his butt or be good.

Oh no! I’m back to that same spanko dilemma – be good or get spanked? Ack! *wink*


A Spanko’s Dilemma

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 8:46 am

I face this dilemma every day.


It’s not easy being a brat, you know. Especially today since Dan made the big strap the prize of the day. That was not what I meant when I said I’d try to convince him to go along with my rewards plan.

In fact, the whole prize plan is backfiring on me. We’ve been really busy around here the last few days so I’m getting a little…ummm…needy. And I really *like* that strap. It’s a thick, heavy leather strap that lands with just the right amount of thud and sting. It feels wonderful on a needy bottom…and I’m trying to remember why I’m supposed to be good.

Why did Dan make the strap the prize? Because he’s evil I tell ya! It’s a good thing I like evil. *grin*


Wishful Hearing

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 12:07 am

As Dan and I were on our way to do some shopping, he began to remind me to behave myself, which is usual for that type of outing. I was trying to listen to him and drive at the same time when I heard something that made my ears perk right up. I heard him say there would be a prize. A prize?

Needless to say, I became extremely excited and was practically bouncing up and down in my seat as I began to quiz him about said prize. Unluckily it was a sad case of wishful thinking. It seems he actually said there would be a “price” not a “prize” for my behavior.

Darn it! I thought I was going to get a prize. I’m still trying to convince him that the reward system beats the punishment one but he doesn’t agree. *sigh*

I’m still working on him though. Everytime he says “price”, I act excited and ask hopefully, “Prize? Did you say prize?” I’ll wear him down…maybe. 😉


In Search Of A New Spanking Toy

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 11:02 pm

I’ve been searching for a new toy and I think this is just what I’ve been looking for!


I found this at Eros Boutique and decided it’s the paddle for me! I really liked this description: “the round design gives a 6 inch round spanking area, which feels like a hand spanking you”. It sounds like the perfect replacement for that awful CB paddle. And it’s red! That’s a bonus for me since I like pretty toys. 🙂

I hate to admit defeat, but I’m afraid that the CB paddle has won. I’ve tried and tried to get used to that thing but for some reason I just can’t get to the point where I like it. I’ve never been defeated by a toy so this is really hard to take.

For crying out loud, it’s only plywood! Sheesh. I always thought if an implement would finally get to me, it would be something intense like the cane. But noooo, I’ve come to *like* the cane. I’ve even learned to enjoy that nasty little crop. And when I say “nasty” I mean it in the nicest way. *grin*

I just hope Dan likes this paddle as much as I do. He’s got it in his mind that we need a schoolmaster’s strap like Patty’s. Eeek!


Happy Spankos Are We

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 10:01 pm

I’m happy to report that I finally stopped sniffling so we got to have some serious play time here. It was good, too. Oh yeah…real good!

Dan, being the type of guy that he is, decided to draw it out over the whole day to make me crazy. We’d made plans to do some shopping and go out to eat so I wasn’t expecting anything to happen until we got home that evening. I should’ve known Dan would have other plans.

Just as we were getting ready to leave, he announced that it was time take care of my accumulated spanking points. That caught me completely off guard and before I could come up with a good reason to wait, Dan tells me he has a reason for spanking me before we go out. He thinks it’ll keep me from misbehaving while we’re out.

I have to admit I get a little crazy when we’re in Super Wal-Mart. I don’t know what it is about that place that makes me act like a brat, but it’s where I always lose my battle to be good. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – I think the fluorescent lights hypnotize me while they send subliminal messages through the piped in music.

Why else would I think I could get away with ordering Dan around or leaving him in my dust as I race my cart madly down aisles I had no intention of going down? Wal-Mart, with their supply of sturdy wooden cooking utensils and other spank-worthy implements, isn’t the best place to act like a brat so I don’t know what gets into me.

Dan had decided that the best way to insure I’d be good was to spank me before we left and I had a chance to get into any more trouble. Luckily I didn’t have too many points so it was a quickie but it still smarted and stayed with me for a little while. It got me through Wal-Mart without any trouble anyway! LOL

The rest of the day went smoothly and we enjoyed our time together. Since I knew I was going to get play time, I was on my best behavior. It’s amazing how sweet I can be when I’ve been promised a good spanking. (I’m not hinting around or anything btw. *wink*)

Dan and I spent some quiet time winding down and then cuddling on the bed. Eventually he rolled me onto my stomach and began spanking me with his hand. He gave me a wonderful warm-up, alternating soft spanks with harder ones and rubbing my bottom every so often.

Once he had me good and warm, Dan moved on and spanked me with a paddle and then the strap. I was surprised at how quickly I had warmed up. I was relaxed and enjoying my spanking sooner than usual. The sensations were wonderful and I lost myself in the feeling.

I’d reached that special place where I was floating and every spank was sending delightful tingles across my bottom and then between my legs right up to my clit. I was so busy enjoying myself that even when Dan switched over to the new crop and began using it harder than ever, I didn’t complain.

I think that surprised him a little because he commented on the fact that I still seemed to be enjoying myself. I was in my happy place so I just nodded and moaned a little which must have encouraged him because he didn’t slow down and even increased his swing a little.

That was just fine with me because that crop finally felt good and I was really enjoying its sting. I love it when I get to the point when an implement I didn’t enjoy too much before becomes enjoyable. It doesn’t always happen but it usually does. The last example of this phenomenon was the cane. Now it’s the new crop with its stingy little slapper.

Dan eventually wrapped up my spanking with his usual expert use of the flogger which left me in seventh heaven and as relaxed as can be. Making love after that was intense and incredibly intimate. I love it when he tells me how good my hot bottom feels against him. I’m glad I’m not the only one who feels that way and something about the way he says it makes me feel sensuous and loved.

It was a great spanking and I’m please to say I can add another implement to my list of enjoyable toys; the new crop. Mission accomplished! *grin*


Spanking Seal Of Approval

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 11:52 am

My sniffles seemed to have subsided so Dan has deemed me well enough for a spanking. Yay!

It’s about time I got a spanking. Especially since he’s been keeping points and I’ve supposedly accumulated quite a few points since becoming ill. Normally I’d argue but I’m too darn happy to be getting some serious spanking attention. 😉

Believe it or not, I was starting to get a little antsy so this is going to be some very welcome relief for both of us. I’ll report back in a couple of days and let y’all know how it went. Hmmm I better go make sure the flogger is within easy reach. *grin*

Again – yay!


New Smilie

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 1:18 pm

I just finished a new smilie!


I have to admit this though, I’m not quite brave or foolish enough to blow a raspberry at Dan these days unless I really want to be thoroughly spanked. That’s not to say I’m not tempted occasionally. After all, I’m still a brat down deep inside. I’ve just gotten really good at biting my tongue. *grin*

Oh yeah, I plan to go ahead and make a place on the blog for my growing collection of smilies. If my head cold lingers on, I should have a couple of more done soon. There’s nothing quite like losing myself in my animations to help me forget I have the sniffles. Also, since Dan won’t spank me when I’m sick, I’m left to animate what I can’t get. LOL


I’m A Greedy Lil’ Spanko!

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 4:56 pm

I know I said I’d post about the Valentine Spanking, but for one reason or another I kept getting sidetracked. I think maybe I didn’t want to really think about it. You see, I sort of lost my spanko mind. I guess it’d be easier just to tell the story than try to figure it out.

We’d had a wonderful day. We had an intimate lunch at one of our favorite restaurants, spent a relaxing afternoon together, and then enjoyed a romantic dinner complete with our favorite wine.

When we exchanged presents after dinner, I was excited to find a new riding crop and paddle among my goodies. Dan’s so good at picking out exactly what I like that it amazes me. Everything from heart shaped earrings with my favorite gem to the Godiva liqueur I love was perfectly romantic. The riding crop and paddle fit right in as far as I was concerned and I couldn’t wait to try them out.

We’d decided to watch a spanking dvd after dinner, so while he went to set it up, I went off to put on something sweet. I’d decided on a frilly black lace baby doll nightie and black fishnets stockings with satin bows at the top.

When I joined Dan, he was suitably impressed with my outfit and we settled in to enjoy our movie. The movie was one he’d been sent so we weren’t sure what to expect, but this one was actually enjoyable. I was relieved because some of them just aren’t. I’m not saying it was great, but we had fun watching it and it helped set the mood.

As soon as the movie was over, Dan told me to get on my knees in the middle of the bed which I was quick to do seeing as I was ready for action. I stuck my bottom up in the air and wiggled it around in anticipation while he picked out a few toys.

I knew the new paddle and crop were going to be in the lineup and I hoped he’d think of the flogger and strap but I didn’t want to be too demanding so I waited quietly although not too patiently. My butt was tingling in anticipation so I waved it around some more just for fun.

Dan eventually turned his attention back to me, announcing he was going to start with my new paddle. It’s a small wooden paddle with some decorative engraving and I wasn’t sure what to expect from it. It looked fairly harmless but then I thought that stupid Cracker Barrel paddle was just a kid’s toy. Yeah, right.

I quickly realized this paddle wasn’t as harmless as it looked either. It had a cute picture engraved on it so I guess that’s what fooled me. As it turned out, that paddle has some sting to it and after about a dozen swats I was feeling some burn.

That’s about the time Dan decided to switch implements and asked if I’d like some leather. I thought that sounded like a good idea so I agreed rather emphatically. I should’ve known better. Dan doesn’t make offers like that lightly.

I heard a swish-swish and looked over my shoulder to see Dan standing there grinning madly while he tested the swing of the new crop. This crop is standard length and has a long thin slapper on the end. Our other crop has a wider slapper which I’ve always liked so I was anxious to see how the new one felt.

Now I know just how much difference a little less leather can make. That long thin slapper stung like crazy when it landed. Dan started out lightly but after a few lighter swats he warned me he wanted to see what would happen if he really swung it. What happened was I yelped and jumped every time he landed one. Darn that thing stings something wonderful awful when he really swings it.

After a few of those, Dan stepped back to admire his work. He loves seeing marks especially when it’s a new toy and this one had left some serious impressions. I was even a little impressed by the marks but I wasn?t about to admit that just yet. I was hoping to move on to the flogger.

Luckily Dan was feeling generous and decided the flogger was a good idea, too. He’s really gotten good with that thing so in no time I was feeling very…um…happy. I guess it showed because he started teasing me about getting the tails of the flogger wet. What can I say? I *like* the flogger.

Okay, this is where I lost my mind, I was feeling so good. My bottom was warm and throbbing nicely and I just wanted more. When I start feeling like that, all I want is to be spanked harder and longer. I can’t seem to get enough.

So I did the craziest thing I’ve ever done. I asked for the cane…the big one.

I wanted to feel something more intense across my bottom and for some reason, the cane seemed like just the thing. Dan was more than happy to comply and went to get it while I readjusted myself on the bed trying to get my butt in the right position.

The first stroke landed on the fullest part of my bottom and it felt fantastic. The sting followed by the burn was just what my bottom was craving. I moaned and buried my face into the pillow.

Slowly, Dan landed strokes all over my bottom slowly increasing the intensity of his swing. Finally he landed one in the crease between my cheeks and thigh. That one made me yelp so he moved down to my thighs.

Now I was finally feeling like I’d had enough but Dan wasn’t quite done yet. He liked the reaction he’d gotten when he’d hit my crease so he did it again. That’s when I started complaining but he went ahead and gave me a few more good ones before stopping to admire his handiwork.

I yelped a little when he ran his fingers across the areas where he’d landed the hardest strokes but somehow I still liked the feeling. Something about that after burn gets me every time. It’s deliciously intense in a way that surprises me. I think I’d built the cane up in my mind to be the worst implement ever so it’s hard for me to accept the idea that I like its intensity.

I like it so much I asked for it. Eeek! I still can’t believe it. What was I thinking? Okay, I wasn’t thinking, I was feeling well-spanked and wanting more. I got greedy – plain and simple.

At the time I didn’t care though. I was enjoying myself and once Dan was done looking at my marks, he rolled me over and I got to enjoy myself even more. As far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing better than great sex when I’ve got a hot tender bottom. Especially since it’s with the man I love. *sigh*

Now I just need to learn to control my greedy nature. If I don’t, there’s no telling what I’ll be asking for next. He’s been threatening to buy me an acrylic cane like Invidia’s. I don?t think so!

I guess I better beat him to it and start looking for something more to my liking. If anyone has any suggestions, feel free to tell me. In the meantime, I’m off to the online stores. Wish me luck!

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