Spanking Bethie

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My Name Is Bethie And I’m A Greedy Spanko…


It’s happened again. A few weeks ago, I read a very intense story that involved a razor strop and somehow I got it in my head that I needed a good razor strop. I don’t know why I decided that, especially since in the story the spanking the heroine received with the strop was described as severe and she didn’t like that razor strop one little bit.

You’d think that would have made me think that a strop wasn’t a smart investment but nooooo! It just made me determined to find one of those evil toys for myself. The picture above is the result of my search. Isn’t it lovely?

It’s a used strop but in very good shape. The leather is nice and obviously wasn’t used for it’s intended purpose too much. It’s also very heavy and has two separate leather pieces. I guess one is what you’d call backing, I’m not sure, but it’s a nice piece of leather as well.

The one thing that I am sure about is that my greed has once again doomed my poor bottom. That strop is evil! It burns so bad and it doesn’t take much effort from Dan to set my bottom on fire.

We started by bending me over the sofa for it’s official initiation. As soon as he landed the first lick of that strop, I knew I was in trouble. It had the sting of leather I love but was also thuddy enough to leave a lasting impression. And it lasted and lasted. Every stroke left the place on my bottom it landed on hot and stinging.

When I went to look I could see where each stroke had landed. I had four very distinct impressions of that strop running across my cheeks. Where the end of the strop landed left marks that were almost welts. Those were the ouchiest parts.

Later Dan used it while I was bent over the side of the bed and then again when I was stretched out on the bed. The first couple of times we were experimenting with it so the strokes varied quite a bit. By the time Dan had me on the bed, he had become quite familiar with it. He gave me some nice strokes at first before landing some good hard ones. At the end of that spanking, my bottom was burning and throbbing. I was enjoying every bit of it, too.

Now after a weekend of playing with the strop, I’m sitting on a very tender bottom. I’ve even got a few really sore spots that I keep getting reminded of. If I shift around too much in my chair, I’m sure to put pressure on one or another of them. I’m doing a lot of shifting, too. It’s my way of checking to see if that sore spot is still there. I like being reminded that I’m well spanked. Not to mention that it feels good. It’s making sitting at this computer a little…ummm…interesting.

Yup, I’m a greedy spanko alright…and I’ve got the sore bottom to prove it. Yum!

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 3:05 am
Comments (3)


  1. Y’know, I’ve seen accounts from a lot of spanko girls about how they got spankings for overindulging their eBay shopping habits.

    However, in your case I think it’s better just to give you your head and let you run with it.

    *evil grin*

    Comment by Dan — 10/2/2006 @ 1:25 pm

  2. Oh goody! I think…:lol:

    Comment by Bethie — 10/2/2006 @ 3:41 pm

  3. oh that strop looks really yummy 🙂

    Comment by pinksbrat — 10/5/2006 @ 7:09 pm

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