I finally made it to see the Pride parade this year. I don’t know why it took me so long, I have no excuse. But I’ll be back next year- and the year after that. It is a rare experience to be around so much happiness, so much positive energy. It is a rare experience … Continue reading Pride, or the Lack Thereof
Month: July 2016
Spanking Dictionary
Amphitheatre- Performance venue designed to enhance the sound of spanking Autocorrect- A kick to the boot of a misbehaving vehicle. Bratwurst- the one who needs the hardest spanking. Alternatively, one who needs more practice misbehaving. Catnap- flogger theft Countertop- evasive maneuver employed in case of excessive trouble Dominos- can smell … Continue reading Spanking Dictionary
Leading and Learning: First Punishment
From the Sarah Saga “Bring me the brush.” Sarah took a deep breath before complying. It was time. After nearly three weeks of discussion, negotiation, confession, apology, scolding, it was time for the punishment. There had been scolding this morning as well, in-person scolding, and though it had reminded her of precisely … Continue reading Leading and Learning: First Punishment
Kidnapping Catastrophe
Linda leapt from the sofa at the sound of footsteps on the gravel path to the door, her paperback tumbling to the floor. Despite Sean’s attempts to persuade her to join the Kindle revolution, she preferred the feel of paper- and the fact that the non-electronic books were more likely to survive her lapses in … Continue reading Kidnapping Catastrophe
Stack of Notebooks
He had given me a notebook. Handed it to me at the end of the night, those pages with lines written, punishments recorded, reflections documented. Feelings shared. Signed and countersigned. It started a touching memento, a record of a lovely evening. A symbol of hope, too, all those empty pages. Hope that they would be … Continue reading Stack of Notebooks
Strangers No More
From the Sarah Saga, with thanks to Topcat599 Frank and Sarah's story began here *** “That was an amazing scene.” “What?” Sarah asked, genuinely confused. The night had barely begun and, here among newish friends, she’d yet to establish the sort of connection she needed before feeling comfortable submitting to a spanking or anything … Continue reading Strangers No More
Acknowledging Imperfection 