Its official. I am back in the land of spanko's {God help me, lol} It has taken me three days to find the energy to write about my spanking on Tuesday. I never realised just how much energy it takes to be spanked. Mind you it was more of a wrestle...The hot weather did not help. I brought my trusty fan along with me. Luckily, because there was no fan or air conditioning wossy in the hotel room...
Heres me. All nervous & thinking 'I don't want to do this'...'Why am I doing this'...Then the first firm smack lands on my skirt covered bottom......'Ohhh! Yes. I forgot how 'Mmmm!' it feels'. I can only describe it as 'Mmmm!'. There was no wrestling until the spanks got harder on my bare bottom. Then there was arms & legs flying everywhere...
...& that was my spanker...
No not really. That was me. He was hanging on for dear life & WHACKING! hell out of my poor bottom. I think he hit the heel of my boot as I kicked my leg up, at one point...
I was wriggling like crazy, because I could not yelp my head off. We was in a hotel room. I was very aware of the happy couple in the room next door {If they was in fact a couple. They looked way to happy to be there, lol} So I was trying to keep my yelping to a minimum of 'ouch' followed by gritting my teeth & frantic wriggling; rather then 'OUCH!!!-OUCH!!!-OUCH!!!'...
Be right back...
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