Friday, 27 May 2011

A Fair Bottom Warmed

Since my last post there have been two races, both won by S. Vettel. If you worried about it, I can assure you that Felicia took care of giving me the required spankings. She is very efficient, I have to say.

In the comments, to the last post, someone suggested a game of taking off clothes according to Hamilton's position in the race. However a good idea, this seemed a little complicated. Felicia found some inspiration in this, though, and said that depending on Hamilton's final position in the race (the position that decides if and how I am going to be spanked) she would demand my taking off my clothes. Bottom line is that if Hamilton is on the podium it means a normal spanking, hairbrush, knickers down, five minutes, no more. If he isn't on the podium, it means no time limit, tool of Felicia's choice and a naked Miranda.

She was a bit miffed that Hamilton was second, last race, but promised me that she will make up for it whenever he will not end in the top three.

I can tell you, though, that I turned the tables, the other day. You know the sign of Yin and Yang, how there is a small black dot in the white and vice versa. I thought that although it is true that it is Miranda's bottom that is the bottom that is spanked in this household, there is room for a little bit of the opposite too.

On the Tuesday, after we had had dinner, we sat, lazily, in front of the telly, watching whatever was on it. I decided that this was so boring so I wanted to cheer us up a bit. I got the hairbrush and simply told the red haired woman that it was time for a spanking. As she looked at me, I knew she wasn't sure exactly what I meant, but that when I sat down in the sofa and tapped my knees she knew.

She is the spanker and she is the one calling the shots in our home, so there was a moment when it could have backfired. She might have told me she didn't fancy it and given me a spanking instead. I was, actually, a little nervous when she smiled a strange smile and crawled over and put herself in my lap.

'You are forgetting something,' I said, strengthened by my success.

'What could that be?'

'Don't get smart, now, you know what I mean.'

'Do I?'

'Spankings are always delivered on the...'


'Right! So, what does it mean, my dear red haired friend?'

'You are actually telling me to take my trousers down?'

'Not only your trousers.'

'I guess it's only logical.'

Logic is important to Felicia. She sighed and unbuttoned her jeans and then she pulled them down along with her knickers.

Then I spanked her. I have done it before, but I am not a good spanker. I started out a little meekly, scared of hurting her(!). It is true, I did, but that only lasted a moment. Then I thought that a spanking actually hurts, and that the very reason for spanking someone is to make it hurt.

It was much more fun after that. You may think I am a mean person, now, and maybe I am, but it was, kind of, fun. I didn't hurt her a lot, just enjoyed smacking her fair bottom with the hairbrush that so often has descended on my own unprotected skin.

Alas, everything comes to an end, and so did this spanking. I kept on for a while and although I was rather mean at the end, it was not a really bad spanking. Felicia's bottom was quite red, though, and hot to the touch. Mmm, now I begin to think of touching her bottom. But that is another story.

Anyway, I think she actually appreciated it. Not that she particularly like being spanked, but I think she appreciate me being able to spank her from time to time. And it is great fun, I can assure you.


Anonymous said...

well done anothr bottie was spanked not just yours lol but you were spanked too so 2 hot cute botties well spanked darling girls,love and spanks ,tim xxx

Miranda said...

Dear Tim, love and spanks...:-)