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I woke up wanting to take Mr. W over my knee and begin his day with a long, slow hand spanking. The kind that begins with a sting to both palm and buttocks but warms quickly even in the mid-autumn morning chill. I wanted to coax his bottom pink lovingly, firmly.
Once rouged, his backside would be ready for my bedside Auntie Abby paddle, this one in knotty alder, a perfect lighter weight hardwood to continue the work of my hand. It gets me, this paddle, and oh does it get him too. Each swat lands perfectly and in this fantasy, I imagine his legs straightening, ankles twisting as he adjusts to the next level of discipline. I hear him sigh in memory and fantasy; I am wet just from the memory of how wet I become when I spank him like this.
This is no punishment spanking. Each smack, progressively harder, is a reward for the day yet to come. I deliver a productive pain, the kind that can be stored, drawn upon, resourced for strength. I envision a moment later in the day - he is struck by a moment of doubt, an uncertainty in one thing or another. And then: the memory of the spanking, how beautifully he took all those strokes - he stands taller, his confidence returned.
Ours is not a power exchange but a power supercollider. The spanking is not a give and take, it is a multiplication of the core energies that drive us. It is our kink become nourishing substance, become the energy of our day.
Instead of this fantasy coming to fruition, it is only Wednesday and my employment sadly involves things other than Mr. W's backside, so off to work I went, only to find very little to do and plenty of time to fantasize. A blog post was born.
I also set up a little
Whippy Wednesday 10% sale on Little Red Bookshop, so that I could feel connected to our fellow spankos. Thank you for swinging by my blog and maybe our shop too! This is such a huge piece of my heart between spanking and books, being able to share it with the kinky world means more than my little heart knows how to say.
Curious about the Knotty Alder Auntie Abby paddle? I'll be writing about it more so keep an eye out.
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