Just remembering. :)
Yes, I re-found a small set of 'our' old photos on that other site (haha. But it's only me in them! funny how that works. ;)).
What happened to the others?
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
A quick note...
I have a lot to say when you're presented the Gold Spanko award, but I can't compose it tonight because that silly thing called work is getting in the way. And since I'm a little worried about what will happen if I don't make my deadline (afraid of that damned hairbrush, not my employer!), I have to focus on that tonight.
I'm just stopping in to say that I'm glad I didn't lose too many points for squirming, especially when the inner thigh thing happened.
Ouch is an understatement.
Oh! And I wanted to post pictures of your tools of torment.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Still obsessing
My kids are away tonight...
I know you can't be here, but I wish you could. It's going to be a long night if I can't stop thinking about this. Reading the Beauty trilogy again today didn't help.
I'll leave you with this. I thought it was funny and thought I'd share:
I know you can't be here, but I wish you could. It's going to be a long night if I can't stop thinking about this. Reading the Beauty trilogy again today didn't help.
I'll leave you with this. I thought it was funny and thought I'd share:
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Wondering
Do you think anyone has found this? Think it's still just us here?
If there's anyone out there, leave us a comment.
If there's anyone out there, leave us a comment.
A day of procrastination
Today, I spent all day reading spanking stories online (like this one). I can't stop thinking about the ritual you've created and how much I need it. I crave being over your lap, standing in the corner afterwards, and feeling exposed and humble. I really do need our 'therapy' more than I ever realized.
Heh. And I thought it was all fun and games. ;)
I think this recent round of obsession started with your email about how you'd spank me daily if you were my neighbor. Yesterday, I was thinking about how you'd have to make up reasons, since I'm just so perfect. ;)
Then, when I pulled into my driveway yesterday afternoon, my real-life neighbor gave me a hard time about the brand new dent in my car. Although he chuckled and walked away, I imagined what you probably would have done when I told you how it got there.
And that is what I've done all day besides work.
Heh. And I thought it was all fun and games. ;)
I think this recent round of obsession started with your email about how you'd spank me daily if you were my neighbor. Yesterday, I was thinking about how you'd have to make up reasons, since I'm just so perfect. ;)
Then, when I pulled into my driveway yesterday afternoon, my real-life neighbor gave me a hard time about the brand new dent in my car. Although he chuckled and walked away, I imagined what you probably would have done when I told you how it got there.
And that is what I've done all day besides work.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Appropriately embarrassed
Everything you said was dead on. I hid it because of anonymity, not because of the rest of what you said. Since it's a new blog, I don't think anyone read it. ;) If we had the ability to actually edit comments, I would have just edited out the identifying information and situations and left your comment up, but we don't have the power to do that.
I hesitated to tell you because it was an insanely stupid thing to do and I know it. I didn't do it because of how I feel about him because he really is the only person I come this close to hating. I don't know why I did it and felt like an idiot immediately. It was one of those 'it just happened' moments?
To be honest, I probably wouldn't have mentioned it had you come in the other day and probably never would have mentioned it if I had reread what I wrote before I posted it. I'm not even sure what made me write it here or why I hit the "publish" button after I did write it.
Anyhow, thanks for your post and even for your comment.
M.S.
I hesitated to tell you because it was an insanely stupid thing to do and I know it. I didn't do it because of how I feel about him because he really is the only person I come this close to hating. I don't know why I did it and felt like an idiot immediately. It was one of those 'it just happened' moments?
To be honest, I probably wouldn't have mentioned it had you come in the other day and probably never would have mentioned it if I had reread what I wrote before I posted it. I'm not even sure what made me write it here or why I hit the "publish" button after I did write it.
Anyhow, thanks for your post and even for your comment.
M.S.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Beautiful day, unblemished ass
I'm glad you liked the outfit, although since I didn't know I was going to see you face-to-face, it wasn't a planned spanking outfit. I don't mind that you think everything I wear is spanking attire though!
It was a very beautiful day and I'm glad it started with seeing you. If circumstances had been different, you would have gotten my list (before or after the warm-up?). Most of it consisted of the usual, including procrastination and staying up too late. Of course, I probably would have scribbled "the condition of my house" once you saw the baskets of unfolded laundry and the sink of dishes!
I'm glad I'm telling you here instead though, because it's easier to write than it is it tell you the biggest item on my list. I'd probably be too damned ashamed of myself to say it out loud. Here goes:
Remember my bad-influence friend (BIF) and the time I almost slept with the ex? Her theory is that ex-sex is okay because it's known, it's familiar, and there are no strings attached if you don't want there to be. My theory is that it feeds into his ego, reinforces his need for control, and is a terrible idea. Until I go out with said friend and get a little drunk.
When that happens, no part of me wants to go home and sit all alone inducing depression (which only happens when I'm drunk!). Her theory sounds somewhat rational. Since he lives only a block from where we were, I convinced myself I was only going over to give him an important paper I had been carrying around in my purse and had been meaning to drop off for a month. He knew better, and no more than a half hour after I arrived, I was already regretting my decision and was feeling used and pathetic.
I should really put getting drunk with BIF on the list too.
Ugh.
It was a very beautiful day and I'm glad it started with seeing you. If circumstances had been different, you would have gotten my list (before or after the warm-up?). Most of it consisted of the usual, including procrastination and staying up too late. Of course, I probably would have scribbled "the condition of my house" once you saw the baskets of unfolded laundry and the sink of dishes!
I'm glad I'm telling you here instead though, because it's easier to write than it is it tell you the biggest item on my list. I'd probably be too damned ashamed of myself to say it out loud. Here goes:
Remember my bad-influence friend (BIF) and the time I almost slept with the ex? Her theory is that ex-sex is okay because it's known, it's familiar, and there are no strings attached if you don't want there to be. My theory is that it feeds into his ego, reinforces his need for control, and is a terrible idea. Until I go out with said friend and get a little drunk.
When that happens, no part of me wants to go home and sit all alone inducing depression (which only happens when I'm drunk!). Her theory sounds somewhat rational. Since he lives only a block from where we were, I convinced myself I was only going over to give him an important paper I had been carrying around in my purse and had been meaning to drop off for a month. He knew better, and no more than a half hour after I arrived, I was already regretting my decision and was feeling used and pathetic.
I should really put getting drunk with BIF on the list too.
Ugh.
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