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It has been becoming more and more obvious to me that the man you know as “my Master” and I are really less Master-and-slave these days, and more two people in a discipline-based relationship.

When he and I started out, I was coming from the BDSM world, and those terms just made sense to me. Our working definition of Master-and-slave was rather different from the BDSM/leather community’s all-purpose norm, but we were fine with that – we made the roles our own.

However, it did impact how we related. Which is possibly a “Well, duh!” sort of thing, but we jumped into this relationship without extensive planning – he’d never had a slave before, I’d never had a truly dominant Master – and so we just named our desires and pursued them.

And it all worked very well for years.

But, change has crept up on us over that time (that wonderful time, in which we explored lots of fantasies, moved in together, travelled all over the globe, became photographic partners, shared books and films we loved, got married, etc.) and more and more those titles didn’t really fit us as well.
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While my friend Kaya seems to find all the drama on FetLife (of course, she’s looking for it!), I usually see another side of it. I’ve published one spanking story from there before, and now a scene friend has sent me a lovely story from his life as a spanker.

When in college, I dated a delightful, outgoing woman from a Catholic women’s college who was very strong-willed. She always wore panty girdles, probably because she had a full bottom.

Anyhow, one day she bratted me so thoroughly in front of my room-mates at my apartment that I took her into the kitchen, closed the door, pulled out a chair from the kitchen table, put her over my lap and spanked her skirted and girdled bottom for a long time with just my hand. I thought she would fight me, but instead I was surprised that she got very quiet. I was enjoying myself so I did not stop, but I didn’t escalate the spanking either, just lots of rhythmic spanks probably over at least 15 minutes.

Thirty years later I touched base with her and she said that the spanking got her to a very happy place. I think it was my first time getting a woman to subspace. Probably the heat added to the experience for her, as she said those old girdles had lots of rubber and did not breathe at all, so all the heat from the spanking was trapped.

I just love this story! The stories of discovery and first experiences are were much more poignant before you could get your first spanking at the local dungeon! I know it’s better that people are able to embrace and enjoy their kinks much more freely, but it does make the stories of a perfect spanking moment from days past all the more valuable and heart-warming. (It’s amazing how warming the bottom can warm the heart!)

I promised my friend some pictures of me in a girdle in thanks for his story. Here goes!

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Hey all,

It’s been a pretty chaotic time for me, and I’m unsure when it’s going to mellow out, so my blogging is going to be random at best. (For those who care, I’ll probably be writing about it in my other blog at some point, but all you really need to know is that it’s family stuff — once that is said, anyone can understand!)

Here is a meme I’ve been working on, a question at a time, over the past mumble days. (Which I got from My Bottom Smarts — thanks Bonnie!) To keep people’s ears (eyes?) perked up, I shall intersperse images from Miss Maggie Mayhem’s recent super sexy shoot for “Everything Butt.” (And because I like looking at them — it’s as much for me as for you!)

1. Would you rather be spanked outside in a cold woodshed or inside by a cosy fire? Oh, cold is bad, baaaad! It’s not the idea of the woodshed – that’s certainly got its place in fantasy-land. But when I get cold I really just want to have a cuppa tea and snuggle up in a warm blankie, not get a spanking!

2. Would you rather be spanked in public or in private? I don’t mind the kind of public that is a fetish event or spanking party – and I was even flogged in the middle of the Folsom Street Fair. But I’m not okay with making vanilla people watch my kinky antics – it’s non-consensual! They didn’t ask to see that sort of thing, and I think it’s unfair to assume they want to. But as long as I know I’m someplace where everyone is on the same page, then public or private don’t matter to me!

3. Would you rather fantasize about spanking or actually be spanked? Well, fantasies are lovely, but reality is more fun!

4. Would you rather be spanked for your humiliation or for your spanker’s pleasure? Why does this have to be an “or”? I assume we’re both here for the same thing!

5. Would you rather be spanked by hand or by hairbrush? Hand, every time. But try replacing “hairbrush” with “belt” or “cane”….

6. Would you rather be spanked by belt or by cane? Heh. I hadn’t even read this question when I answered the one above! It would be a sad world if I could only have one of these!

7. Would you rather be spanked by paddle or riding crop? Well, that’s an easy one! I adore the riding crop, and hate the paddle with a passion!
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Well, I’ve been working on an entry for this blog since the 6th, and it just keeps growing and taking longer and longer to finish. So today I decided, what the hell, just get the blasted thing up here, and then you’ll have incentive to finish it because your readers will nag you until you do!

What this blog entry begins is our real start to playing with other people. I won’t count our beloved Miss Maggie Mayhem, not because she isn’t a real person, but because she made it so easy for us (thank you, dear Maggie, for spoiling us so!) that we didn’t really have to think about, and she brought none of the issues and concerns that poly (by this I mean a very wide definition of opening one’s relationship to include pretty much anything not included in standard definition monogamy, like spanking another person even though there is no sex) must bring up in any relationship (because if you don’t discuss these issues, they will make sure they end up a topic of conversation, albeit of the “break-up fight” kind!).

Events have moved so fast in the past several weeks that even a weekend (say, last weekend!) can drastically alter both the experiences I need to write about, and my thoughts that come up during the writing, so everything is going to be a little jumbled about for a while, while I start to process and get used to the wonderful new people and new joy in my life, in our lives.

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I’m sitting in a local café, right now, drinking my favourite drink (a chocolate-banana smoothie). Why am I here? Because my Master is at home, disciplining a young lady (Mystery Minx, whom, I may add, has more than earned the stripes that are certainly lining her botty already!)

This is the first time since we got together, that he has played with someone with me not there. For those who’ve been following along, Miss Maggie Mayhem was the first person we played with together (although not half enough!) and who gave us the safe space to successfully open up our relationship. (I cannot ever thank that darling girl enough – she has shared such great experiences with us, and made something that could be so fraught with pain and accidental hurt – that is, going from monogamous to polyamorous – into something so easy and joyous.)

Finally, now, I get a moment to write about our next step, which happened a few weekends ago. A certain Mr HH came to visit. Now, certain young ladies across the globe read that line with understanding (and perhaps wince and a phantom ache in their posteriors!)

HH had contacted me on FetLife, and we had become friends pretty much in our first communications. When my Master and I were last in the UK, we were supposed to visit him, but that horrible car accident happened, and destroyed a lot of plans about which we’d been very excited. HH was wonderful during that time, very supportive and helpful. As was everyone we know in the Brit spanko scene – you’ll never meet a better bunch of people, I tell you!

Finally, HH was heading out to our part of the world, and we planned a weekend of “get to know each other, and see what comes of things.” It happened to be the weekend of the San Francisco Fetish Ball, so we invited him out to that with us.

You’d think that the naughtiness (because it occurred, of course!) might have happened at the fetish ball – seems logical, non? But actually, we didn’t even make it that long! Friday night, we picked HH up, and he and my Master got on like a house on fire. They discovered that they both collect classic CP magazines, and the rest of the evening was a discussion about: “Do you have the original printing of Blushes Uniform Girls, Issue 29?” “Why yes! Do you have that impossible-to-find Janus Number 3?” It was like being in a room with stamp collectors or model train hobbyists, only the conversation included bits like: “Ah, yes, that’s the shoot where the girls wear the white punishment shorts with the string between their legs, and have water poured on them before they are caned!” I was in geek heaven, and I just sat there and listened to them with a big old grin on my face, wanting them to never stop conversing!

Having bonded in such a manner, I should not have been surprised the next morning, after brunch, when my Master suggested that I should go put on a school uniform. But I was: suddenly this moment was upon me, and I felt flustered and nervous – and excited!
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There have been some requests recently for pictures of me spanking Miss Maggie Mayhem on her naked bottom. Well, I promised them blithely, but it turns out that what I have are memories of spanking her naked bum, not actual images. However, I do keep my promises as best as possible, so here are a couple lovely shots of Maggie and her delicious derriere … and as soon as she gets back from her trip, I shall up-end her over my knee and get both stills and video of me spanking her naked botty! Because that really won’t be much of a hardship for either of us…!

This one is just for fun. I really miss Maggie and can’t wait until she gets back!

However … I did managed to dig out a shot of the delectable Miss Mayhem’s naked bottom, with cane being applied…!

Courtesy of Public Disgrace

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