Wednesday, 31 December 2008

Have Fun

Life is still busy but I am having fun, we all are having fun. Miranda's bottom is fairly well spanked regarding the amount of guests we have had and Felicia is happy and able to relax a little. Even the cat is well fed and happy.


Just wanted to post this to wish you a Happy New Year and let you know that I am still here, we are still here and we will still be blogging in the future. Have fun and be kind.



Wednesday, 24 December 2008

Happy Xmas, War Is Over

Alright, I know I didn't come up with that but I have always wanted to say it. Things are a bit busy here so this blogpost will be a short one. I just wanted to wish you all a very merry Christmas. And so say Felicia and Bananas. Be kind to yourself and your friends and family and, if you are able, to others too.



Thursday, 18 December 2008

Longings

I so want it to be Summer again. I long for bare legs and skirts (I do wear skirts in the Winter too but no bare legs) and being outdoors. I tend to go on and on about that and our conversations tend to turn into talk about outdoors spankings.


I do fancy the idea and Felicia said she was more than happy to take me outdoors anytime and give me a good smacking. I told her I wasn't so keen in this weather. She pointed out that this time of year it is less likely to be people out on the walking path that is as close as we get to a secluded kind of wilderness around where we live.


I do have some experience of outdoor spankings. It is not much but not bad. It was this Summer and Felicia and I was walking on said path. She had found this switch she was swinging as we walked. This gave us both ideas.


Suddenly she stopped and told me to pull my knickers down. It came as some surprise, I can tell you, but I knew the reason for her saying this. I was about to say that anyone may come round the corner anytime when Felicia snapped: 'now!' She used that voice that means business.


Believe it or not, I took a firm grip on my knickers and pulled them down. I didn't let go, since I was terrified someone would come. Felicia took my skirt, lifted it and gave me three really hard lashes with the switch. It was over in two seconds or so. When I say hard I mean hard. I really had to bite my lip not to cry out.


She let go of my skirt and I pulled my knickers back up and everything was back to normal. At least on the surface. We did meet a couple walking towards us quite soon afterwards and I wonder what they were thinking. I don't think they heard anything, possible the sound of the switch. I didn't cry out or anything.


Felicia told me I was blushing and I was in shock for long time afterwards but in a way this was really, really exciting. I think, though, I would prefer to be sure no one will see me if I ever will get an outdoor spanking.


There is always a risk I will get one and sooner than I want. Felicia seems way too keen on taking me outdoors immediately.



Wednesday, 10 December 2008

Cure For Grumpiness?

Hello, this is Felicia writing, the mean redhead. Miranda has had the kindness to let me post something on her blog. She is very generous. Once she even thought it a good idea to have Bananas create a blogpost but her only contribution was to lie on the keyboard purring so it didn't really work out.


I know that Miranda talks about how mean I am to her, smacking her poor bottom and taking her clothes off and that sort of things. I don't mind that. It is nothing to how mean I feel when I do that.


Spanking Miranda is really a strange experience. It is lovely, no doubt about that. She has the sweetest and most delightful little bottom you could imagine and just looking at it makes me happy. Smacking it is such a privilege. I truly enjoy it.


But I know it hurts. I know it is painful, having me smack her. That is weird and it makes me feel mean. She trusts me with smacking her, giving her pain. That is something. That is such a precious gift. I can't really explain. It seems so terribly cruel to reward that trust with spanking her.


I know she likes it. We have been together long enough for me to know that. Still it is something bitter sweet, a combination of feeling mean and feeling happy. I am blessed with the privilege of smacking her sweet bottom and I never ever take that for granted.


Anyway, the other day she was grumpy or sad even. I think it is the winter, it gets to her. She is no longer her cheerful self and is generally quite miserable. Miranda is really the kindest and loveliest person anyone can imagine, silly, alright, and sloppy at times but you couldn't find a kinder and more affectionate person. I trust her with my life.


Generally, spanking is not a good idea when Miranda is in that mood. Really, you don't want to anger her. It doesn't happen very often but an irate Miranda is nothing you want to come across.


For some reason Miranda dared me to spank her. We had some tiny little argument about something. We weren't angry or anything, just discussing. For some reason I took her up on the challenge although I feared it was a bad idea.


I could sense how not in the mood she was for that but she complied and soon she was across my lap and I had the hairbrush in my hand. One thing followed another and I started to smack her. I have to admit I got a little carried away and soon she was squirming a little.


Then something happened. She cried out, almost in anger, and I stopped immediately. Then she sounded very angry when she told me to go on. I did and she endured her spanking.


I have to admit that I was a bit worried I had been too cruel to her and when she turned to me she was crying. We hugged and she cried on my shoulder. I know those tears. They are not angry tears, not even sad, they are the tears she cries when tensions go away, when she feels better.


Believe it or not, something happened that made her feel better. I don't think spanking is a remedy for winter blues but maybe she got something else to think about or something.


It was good to see her smile again, afterwards. And I did ask her permission to write about this. Winter gloom doesn't disappear with a spanking but it was something unusual that happened and I felt privileged to be in on it. Take care and be kind to each other!



Wednesday, 3 December 2008

Grumpy Miranda

It is one of those days. It must be the winter darkness that has descended upon me. Miranda is in a terrible mood. People annoy her and she feels like being unkind and unpleasant to everybody.


It is a good thing I don't have a lot of power when I am this grumpy. If I had I would have put all my colleagues (at the library) and most of our visitors in a row, have them drop their skirts and trousers and knickers and briefs and whatnot. And then I would run along that row equipped with some nasty thing, like a bath brush or an old fashioned whip and hit every buttock in sight.


Sorry for being so mean but this is how I feel today. Maybe it will be better when Felicia gets home and she can give me a big hug. Hugs are great against grumpiness.