Tuesday, 24 June 2008

Monday Spanking

Miranda was in for a spanking again. Lewis Hamilton had finished in tenth position...sigh. And you can bet that Felicia would make the most of that. There were really no extenuating circumstances, he had brought it on all by himself.


Thing is, Felicia was away until late Sunday evening so she postponed my spanking to Monday. How I have having to wait for a spanking! I should be used to this now but all Monday was kind of strange, me thinking of little else than my upcoming bottom warming.


To add to it all, Felicia was late home Monday evening so I had to spend some hours at home waiting. I don't know why I was so affected this time, but I was. I was even a little grumpy when she finally got home.


Anyway, we had dinner and then it was time. I had almost lost all desire for a spanking when it was time so this time it was almost for real. I was quite jittery as I took my place in her lap. In our house there is no smacking of clad bottoms so my knickers were already gone when she flipped up my skirt.


I have to give it to her that she was quite gentle in the beginning, sort of warming me up. But she used the hairbrush from the very beginning and that can sting. And you can both be kind and cruel with it and as time went by she geared towards being mean to me. After a while she was smacking away in earnest and Miranda's bottom was quite warm.


Miranda never pleads. She squeals and pants and growls and squeaks, but she never pleads or protests. So there I was, letting out tiny sounds of distress as Felicia smacked away at my bottom.


After an eternity when she thought that my bottom had the right shade of pink she stopped. I knew it was more red than pink because it was really smarting. Felicia was not done, however. She pointed out that Hamilton didn't even get a point and this called for some harder measures.


So Miranda had to strip off her clothes and kneel on the chair for some treatment with the bath brush. Ah, the dreaded bath brush! It really hurts. It took some determination for me to stay in place but after a while it was done and a very trembling Miranda had been smacked.


Felicia gave Miranda a very long and very good hug and Miranda felt again that she couldn't really be angry with her friend for smacking her bottom. It was rather something she liked.


I had to stay naked for the rest of the evening, though. It is something very annoying with red haired women leaning back in comfy armchairs staring at your very unclad body as you go by and smiling as if this is really the best entertainment possible.



Monday, 16 June 2008

Nothing Much

What are you supposed to write in your blog when nothing interesting had happened. My life is really boring at the moment. I wake up, go to work, work at the library, go home, cook for Felicia, give the cat her food and then watch some tv and then go to bed.


The best thing is that it is summer, and that it is not raining. Summer is good. In England this means that there is not cold rain and really horrible weather and on a good day you can go out in skirt with no tights. I know what you are thinking. But no, I usually keep my knickers on.


What do you do to spice up your life when spanking are few and far between? I trawl the Web. That can be both boring and quite amusing. The other day I found this clip of a very cute French singer. You may have noticed I added a link to YouTube there so off you go and watch! She is called Alizée and is very cute, has a good voice and is a good dancer.


I know some of you may find this clip a little silly but that is only to be expected of me. I think it is nice to see a singer on stage that doesn't just try to look immensely cool and seem to be telling you to bugger off unless you want to be killed. No, I think she looks very sweet indeed.


People who are working on their PhDs, do they ever take a break? I know my stunner, Felicia, is a very clever girl and she will be a fine Doctor when it is time but right now I think she should have more time for her girlfriend and girlfriend's bottom.




Monday, 9 June 2008

Sad Day for McLaren

...and for Miranda. As you may know, the Canadian Grand Prix was held yesterday. Miranda had high hopes, since her hero, Lewis Hamilton was on pole. The start went well and everything looked fine for another win and another smacking of girlfriend's bottom. Then some incompetent driver parked his car in a very bad position and safety car was deployed. This is a sad story but Hamilton ended up in the back (his car, of course) of Räikkönen's and both driver had to retire.


You know what this means! No win for Hamilton means smacking of Miranda's bottom. Red haired girlfriend was eager to point out that Hamilton did not just not win but he caused himself not to win by his own mistake and at the same time ruining the chances of his main opponent.


Felicia thought that this called for an extra harsh smacking of Miranda's bottom. So, soon, I found myself in her lap, skirt up and knickers down and with her smacking away on my bottom equipped with the evil hairbrush.


She was kind enough to take it a little easy at first. It was not so bad in the beginning but then she started in earnest and she is very good at this, keeping me on the brink of feeling that I can't cope. That is a strange sensation because she keeps me there, sort of balancing and when I start to feel a little sure that I am able to cope she is there with some hard smacks.


Anyway, it was not done with that. She changed to the dreaded fish slice and she explained that this was for Hamilton causing all the mayhem. It was dreadful. The fish slice really packs a punch and I didn't cope, or perhaps I should say, I was overwhelmed. Felt a little heroic though for taking it for my hero...sigh.


Felicia was done after a while and said that she had been lenient (evil woman). She said that next time Hamilton acts this recklessly she will add the riding crop to the selection of tools.


Anyway, my poor bottom was rather hot and red when this was done so red haired girlfriend had to apply some soothing lotion. So, the evening wasn't that bad, after all.

Tuesday, 3 June 2008

Smacking of Bottom

Well done, Lewis Hamilton! The Sunday before the last, he won the Monaco Grand Prix. And you know what that means! Yes, you are right, Mirandas gets to spank Felicia's bottom. Oh, glorious spanking. I truly enjoyed it. At least up to a point.


You know how I get spanked, skirt up (if not down and off) and knickers down and then smack, smack. So there was no escaping a bare bottom for Felicia. Six of the best it was and evil Miranda chose the fish slice.


So there she was, my lovely stunner, in my lap and with knickers down. She has a gorgeous bottom and I sat for a while staring at it. But then I thought it was time to get down to business. If you are free to smack for a some time you can start easily and then increase the strength but when you have only six of the best you have to make the most of them.


Thing is that Felicia finds it extremely embarrassing lying in my lap with knickers down. I have to say that that is only appropriate, it is supposed to be bad, isn't it? I am embarrassed too when I am in that situation but she has less experience of it. Anyway, I didn't let that stop me.


I will never be a really good spanker. When I gave her the first smack I almost jumped. It is, kind of, scary to smack someone and realise that it hurts. By the second I got over the worst and found that she could take it...*smiles wickedly.


I truly enjoyed three and four but then I started to feel sorry for her and sort of, almost regretted number five. I had to brace myself for the last one but it had to be a good one.


I have to say that she took it with grace. No complaining and no threatening to send Miranda shopping without knickers or waving of evil spanking implements in front of her eyes. No, Felicia smiled as I was done and admitted that it was only fair. She was sure she had the better deal anyway, since she was convinced that Hamilton will not win the majority of the races to come. I am afraid she is right.