Her Secret Corner… Spanking Erotica

It’s interesting to me the different tastes we all have.   For instance, what one person finds a turn-on, to the next is a turn-off.

Some time back, I read with interest a list by Carly (Brambleberry Blush) of her likes and dislikes, or naughty versus nice.

Sweet lingerie– good.   “Scanky” lingerie– bad.   Paddles, belts, hairbrushes–good.   Whips, canes, crops–bad.   You get the idea.

Certain words totally do it for me.   Others kill the mood instantly.   This is the reason I don’t care for true erotica.   As soon as I see those certain words on the page, I’m done.

But isn’t it interesting how we’re all so different?   For instance, I love the word bottom but really could do without the word ass.   The word beat conjures up all sorts of negative images, yet the word thrash pushes all sorts of buttons.   Go figure!   According to my thesaurus, they’re basically the same.

And although I agree with Carly about the lingerie and skanky costumes, I personally love the cane.

But I don’t care for any sort of whip– too dungeon like, for me.   But certain crops are okay, although not a favorite implement of mine.   Don’t like anything that leans too close to bdsm– no leather, no chains, no gags…

But tied wrists, as in this picture, I find way erotic.

So it leaves me wondering how two people find common ground?   Do you let him use the whip because its his favorite toy?   Do you agree to the favorite toy– which you detest– for discipline only?   Or do you dig your heals in and refuse?

So many questions to consider!

Most of us have had many discussions regarding the concept of submission.  I have written about my take on being submissive, in a post or two quite some time ago.

To me, the idea always comprised somehow giving something of myself up, somehow.   To be a submissive woman, you’re suppose to cow to your man, walk ten steps behind him, yada yada yada…

Never happening in my world.   I’m not even comfortable with the idea of handing all the decisions over to a husband, if I had one.

I’m a big girl; I make decisions every day, thank you.

But a gentleman presented a different viewpoint to me recently, one I had never considered, and it has intrigued me enough to want to write about it.

To him, it’s more of a centering; becoming focused by temporarily giving up control.

I have to say, this  I can get on board with.    After a lifetime of fighting with the idea of submissiveness, I can actually accept this concept.   Because I’m not giving anything up; on the contrary, I’m being given a gift of release, however temporary.

Now before I get a ton of e-mail– I know this is not the way it works for a lot of you.   But for me– strong, independent city girl–  I can wrap my head around this.

Of course, it helps if there is chemistry between two people.   And that certain look a man gets in his eye…

This picture just does something for me.   I love how he’s bolding her bottom;  it somehow conveys tenderness along with firmness…