Hello my friends,
AT las a smiley post !(I can hear the sighs of relief from here, I have finally been spanked enough to stop my moaning)
I have been thinking , in a shallow fleeting way about stages.
There are the stages of life
Sadly I am nearer the end than the beginning :(
There are many stages, from birth through childhood and beyond. Many firsts :) and a few lasts :(
that continue until the very end. Gosh how profound I am becoming.....
This morning I thought about the stages of a spanking ( here we go, back to the less profound)
We had plenty of time for some spanky fun as we forgot to put the clocks back and were awake an hour earlier. I think time has lost all meaning since we retired, lol.
The first stage is the behaviour that cause the grand event. Behaving badly or temptingly generally determines the type of spanking. Today's main event was neither one thing or another, just a time filler ;)
If you believe that, what fantasy world do you live in?
Next stage are the orders, usually involving placement of the
Stage three is the beginning, now depending on the first stage, this is generally a nice gentle warm up interspersed with a nice rub or two ( my preferred option) or a hefty swat or two incurring a bright red handprint on a nice white cheek.
Both options are then followed with the spanking, no matter what sort at some point there is pain followed by rosy cheeks.
Next stage is the squiggling and squealing (Oh is that just me?)
We had got to this stage this morning (doesn't take long I am a bit of a wuss) when hubby bent down and bit my poor posterior none too gently.
"Ow, ow You are supposed to kiss it , not bite it!"
"We haven't reached that stage yet!" he chortled.
What, who knew that was a stage.....
"Well can you hurry up and get there I like that stage much more", giggling.
Then of course there is the question and answer session. I am rubbish at this, I never seem to have the right answer available.
"What are you going to do today?"
"Funny girl, try again",
"Ow, read my kindle, ow ow "
"I can keep going longer than you, cheeky girl"
"I am not going to moan or whine"
In truth he must know there isn't a cat's chance in hell of me sticking to that, now the first two maybe...
" Try and sound like you mean it ,"he said wryly.
"I do, I do, really and truly" In my defence I do mean it at the time of speaking ( under duress and over the pillows).
"Okay then, moving on.." Did I say how
That last stage is my favourite, just saying......
Quite glad we forgot to put the clocks back now :)
I hope you are all on time today and having a fun weekend.
love Jan, xxx