Part 2 that there really isn't a mommy thing in my brain that drove me to being a spanko. However, there is, or was still sort of a connection.
The last time I brought this up was on my other blog and for all practical proposes it sort of brought to a screeching halt much of what I was writing there.
Pretty much what it came down to was that the whole concept of my desires as a spanko sort of derailed the original intent or purpose of that blog.
Some of you know (because I told you), others of you may have guessed and perhaps some of you never had a clue but this is not my first or only blog.
My other blog was aimed at mainly M/f Spanking, in particular within the concept of loving Domestic Discipline.
It's not that I've abandoned that blog. But more the fact that as we pursue our unique form of Mutual DD and the more aware I become as a spankee, I'm more willing to expound on my thoughts along the lines of being over the knee of My Fine Lady.
Well, I was having a difficult time writing for my other blog and staying on topics along that original theme of Domestic Discipline so here I am. In my other blog I often refer to My Fine Lady as Minx. Since much of this post came from that blog, again some of you may make that connection.
Early in the days when I began that blog about four years or so ago, I posted my history and how I initially became interested in adult spanking, after a short while I removed it. Basically, I didn’t want anyone thinking that just because I’m a kinky bastard I thought up some plan to legitimize my beliefs.
Well, feeling loose tongued and not really giving a shit if I scared her off…
I dropped the big one and told her that I had always had a kinky interest in being given enemas. I fully expected to hear a click on the other end of the phone line. Nope, she told me it was one of her favorite activities. What a surprise considering she was an RN. Whoever would have thought that an RN would be kinky.
Let the games begin!
The RN adventure was certainly interesting. Neither one of us were really sure if we were Dom, sub or Switch so we played every which way we could trying to find out with "Screw the Roses, Send Me The Thorns".
One of the many other activities that we explored was spanking. That’s when I found out that I really do enjoy having a woman laying over my lap getting a good sound spanking.
That was also when I found out that I don’t 'enjoy' getting a spanking quite as much as I enjoying giving one. Spankings actually hurt and if done properly can hurt quite a lot.
Well, maybe I can enjoy that too.
There’s that certain aspect about getting a spanking that always comes up just after going over a knee. When the first few smacks land then all of a sudden the brain feels the sting, instantly you wonder why you ever thought you enjoyed being spanked.
Yet time and time again, since that spanko wake-up call, I forget and think I love being spanked at least until it happens again.
It's all so confusing.
Of course the fact that my fine lady has gotten very good at spanking might have something to do with the fact. She says she learned from the best
Just as with the RN she shared a kinky enema thing so naturally conversation became even easier for us. With her help I decided to put my DD thoughts to the Internet and created my “How to Tell Your Thick Headed Hubby” blog post.
She was an accomplished blogger at the time and encouraged me. Since, she has had some very difficult times and her blog is long gone.
The primary direction for the essay was ‘for a guy, from a guy’ since it appeared from many of the DD and general spanking forum posts that I read, women found it difficult to vocalize to their boyfriends or husbands just what it was that they wanted.
My blog post began to get some attention and it wasn’t long before I received a few comments from women who said that they printed out my “Thick Headed Hubby” essay and it indeed made it easier to convince their husbands just what they really wanted and needed.
Going forward I don't think I'll let that other blog just fade away. I'll probably edit out the blogs of my my being spanked and keep things like that here in this blog. I think I just might go back and rewrite some of the posts there to reflect ways in which my views may have changed over the past few years.
Those of us who have had our spanking desires awakened during periods of being single, know that it just always seems the people you connect with aren't within a five mile radius. In fact, they are almost always hundreds if not thousands of miles away. That was of course the case with My Fine Lady and myself.
We spent hours IMing and talked often on the phone as these things often seem to progress. Since we were on opposite sides of the country we never had any idea that we would ever meet in real life. When you have a long distant relationship like this, you tend to be very open and talk about all sorts of things that you might hesitate to talk about in person on a first date.
Now when we happen to meet someone and if the subject should ever happen to come up I don't know what we might actually say. Somehow mentioning that within a few minutes of meeting for the first time in person she was laying over my lap getting her bare ass firmly spanked with a hairbrush might tend to be a conversation stopper.
It was actually a while before I received my first serious and effective painful spanking from Minx. She didn't adapt right away to being able to spank effectively, but every time she has spanked me it has been shall we say... more and more effective.
Now, it's an established fact that when My Fine Lady has decided that I need a good punishment spanking it's indeed a very serious matter and she definitely will be sure that I have reminders that will last several days.
There is no turning back now.