Her Secret Corner… Spanking Erotica

Tonight while washing dishes I had to chuckle out loud at the direction my thoughts were taking.

Last weekend I dug out various DVDs, among them some of my Sex And The City collection.  One of my favorite episodes is The Big Journey.

At the beginning, Carrie states that it’s been too long…

“I need to feel the weight of a man on me…”

The girls, ever helpful, advise that if all she wants is sex, they are in a restaurant full of men most likely willing to help.

My dilemma is a little different, but just as pressing.  It’s not just the weight of a man that I long to feel, but the weight of his hand… on very specific places…

Maybe a little bit harder to find in your average restaurant?

I’ve had some wicked insomnia the last few nights, which sucks, but does lead to some creative musings.

It’s amazing what I’ll ponder during a long, sleepless night.  My mind is on spanking at the moment, so that is what has filled my thoughts. 

I am actively looking for a partner, which is hard, because I’m shy.  I also have some health issues that not every man is going to want to deal with.  But I really, really want spanking.  And I really want a connection with someone.  I’d like to find someone I can laugh with, hang out with, and trust.

Trust is a big component when it comes to the whole spanking “thing.”

Obviously, I want to give up some control; but, exactly how much?

It is said that a couple should never play without benefit of a safe-word.  I tend to agree, but I’ve thought about the concept of a safe-word a lot.  Couples who employ real domestic discipline usually don’t have safe-words; the whole point is punishment, and if you’re being punished, you don’t have a say in when it ends or how much it hurts.  After all, it is supposed to hurt.

But I know for myself, real dd is not what I’m after.  But I do want my limits pushed.  And I do want to give up some control.  Giving over that control is where the stress release comes in for me. 

Having said that, it would go against my grain to give up control entirely. 

So where is the balance?

For a long time I thought maybe two safe-words might be a good idea.  One that means ease up, I need a break and another that means I’m done.  But lately I find the idea of only one safe-word, designed to pause the action briefly, much more titillating.

If I were to find someone I trusted, wouldn’t it be much hotter to let him decide when enough is enough?  Isn’t that part of the whole “alpha” male equation?

As if I didn’t have enough to think about already, I read a post today that really caught my attention.  It was on a forum where wives were talking about being spanked by their husbands.  One woman said that a previous boyfriend had insisted on a safe-word, and she had used it regularly.  Her husband, however, did not allow one.  His whole point was to spank her past the point of tears.  They incorporate real punishment in their relationship, which she submits to willingly. 

What she had to say was interesting to me.  She said that although she didn’t enjoy being brought to tears and beyond, the release that she felt after these sessions with her husband was incredible.  As was the sex that followed.  And she had never reached that point with the previous guy.

There is a part of me that fantasizes about being pushed this far past my comfort zone.  But fantasy and reality are very different realms.

I can’t help but remember that old saying: “Be careful what you wish for…”

While out shopping today, I couldn’t resist buying two new hairbrushes…

For my hair, of course.

Never mind  that they’re both wooden, as well as square…

When it comes to spanking, what exactly do you want?  How do you want to spank, or be spanked?  If you’re watching a movie, what do you want to see?

For me personally, I have very definite likes and dislikes. 

I only like m/f  DD scenes, preferably husband/wife.   At the very least, I want to believe there is an emotional connection between the two participants.  Boss/secretary is fine, as long as I can pretend they are secretly in love and heading toward much more.

So goes it for doctor, professor, cop…  all these themes work, as long as they aren’t blatantly slutty and I can fantasize about an emotional power-play in addition to the other, more obvious things going on.

The random “bare and punish” scenario just doesn’t do it for me.  I want to see signs of tenderness, which balance out the harshness of impending punishment.

And speaking of punishment, it’s punishment I want to see.  I don’t favor the erotic videos, even though the act itself is an erotic one.

When it comes to the actual spanking, I love to see a man spanking quickly and a tad on the firm side.  Not brutal, but hard enough to raise color and heat, as well as elicit some serious squeals and squirms.

There is nothing sexier to me than seeing a handsome man giving a woman a good spanking; and I absolutely love it when I see one hand firmly on the small of her back, holding her in position.

It doesn’t matter to me if she’s over the knee, or bent over an object; that hand on her back is an important element for me.  And if he happens to be using an implement, the hand holding her down is a must.

Why is that such a trigger point?

Not sure, truthfully.  Maybe it has something to do with possession, or power (as in, I’m stronger than you), or maybe it simply goes back to the idea of a connection between the two.  Whatever it is, I find it hot.

Another important element for me– talking during the spanking.  I know everyone is different, and many will disagree with me here, but I loathe talking during a spanking scene.  I don’t want to hear scolding, or lecturing; I just want to hear the sounds of discipline.  Hand, paddle, strap… the noise each makes is unique, and I want to enjoy their uniqueness.

I absolutely hate to hear the woman argue or back-talk, which is quite popular in most spanking videos.  I want the woman to submit to her correction, and all I want to hear from her are the obvious sounds of distress, and maybe the occasional plea for leniency.

One last thing I love– when he takes the inevitable “break” in action, and smooths his hand over her cheeks, cupping and caressing, testing the heat he’s created.  That little bit of gentleness in the midst of discipline… now, that is really hot!

Hello everyone!

Can I be honest and say that I haven’t been in the mood to write lately?  It’s odd when that happens to me, because usually writing is my solace.

But my mind has been on other things, and the words have just not wanted to come.  I tried writing a story a few weeks ago, and simply stared at a blank computer screen for hours before finally giving up and logging off.

Well… I’m back!  Suddenly my mind is full of images of spanking, and the yearning to experience a real one.  It’s been far too long, and I really, really want to play!

I find myself perusing implement sites, dreaming about which I’d like to order.  Now, I’m not crazy and since I have no partner at the moment, the plastic is staying firmly in my wallet.  But a girl can dream!

And oh, am I dreaming!  So many favorites!

What is your favorite implement?  What do you fantasize about, during the dark of night?  Or maybe the light of day, if you’re lucky…

My favorites are: the birch, a single switch, a razor strap and a mini cane. 

Hairbrushes are lower on my list, although not off all together.  Not interested in plastic at all, but a square wooden one works.

A wooden ruler is good; plastic, not so much.

Not into the typical riding crop, but I’ve seen pictures of a type of quirt that was popular in olden days, which seemed to resemble a switch, only made of leather.  Brings to mind images of strong men and naughty ladies with petticoats bunched up high…

Not big on huge wooden paddles, but I am totally turned on by smaller ones– but only if they’re square. 

Go figure!  Shape figures largely for me.  I guess I’m pretty visual, which is what is usually said about men…

Not into whips at all; too bdsm for my tastes, which is odd, considering a birch rod is a type of whip.  But a birch to me is more disciplinary, where as a leather whip brings to mind dungeons.

A large school cane brings to mind real punishment, yet a smaller mini cane makes me think of  a delicious stinging, the type that is calming once it’s over.

I love the visual of a man wrapping his leather belt around his hand, in preparation for spanking a pair of naughty cheeks…  I love to watch how he adjusts the length, making sure it’s just right for his purpose.

It’s interesting how my tastes have changed over the years.  I used to be totally turned on by the idea of a wooden spoon; now that idea does nothing for me.  I also used to dream about wooden bath brushes a lot… never now.

The one thing that has never changed for me, however, is my fascination with the strap.  I’ve always had a thing for the strap.

I’m not into implements that leave major bruising, but light bruises are part of the equation, if you’re going to play.  And I know many women are actually turned on by seeing their lover’s marks adorning their backsides.  It’s almost a badge of honor… or like going steady and wearing his promise ring… it says I’m taken.

So what is your favorite implement?