It’s not often that a friend from out of state comes to visit so this last week was a real treat. Mr. L from NYC was in town for a few days and I hope that I wasn’t too terrible of a tour guide. You see, I don’t get out all that much, have any sense of direction, nor will I generally drive on the freeway. So I only travel within about 20 minutes of my home most of the time. The reason for this is people on the freeway drive crazy. I’m a good girl who goes exactly the speed limit and therefore receives many honks and expletives as they all try to run me over and force me off of exits I didn’t want to exit on. I have a friend who I may have teased a time or two for driving slow, but the difference between me and him is I stay off the freeway because I know I’ll be run over. I don’t just drive down the middle lane going 20 under the speed limit. Just sayin’. I would absolutely be killed if I tried to operate a vehicle in NYC, that’s for sure. Thank god I have nice friends to drive me if I visit and the public transportation system. But I digress…
Mr. L arrived in town last week and I went to meet him at his hotel. He’s a friend from SCONY so I knew I’d be in for a bit more than sight-seeing with this visit. We’d last seen each other in April at the SCONY mountain weekend. Even with 3 months passing since then, I’m just so well behaved that he could hardly think of a reason to spank me. 😉 But top logic prevailed and he came up with something. I soon found myself pulled over his knee as he spanked me hard with his hand and reminded me of his dislike for the 😛 icon. Yes, I tend to stick out my tongue and roll my eyes. I’m a sarcastic person, what can you do? Why do I get the feeling that this post is going to add “being cheeky” to the list for the next time we meet? I was let up off his lap and bent over a chair in the corner of the room where I counted out loud the last 10 swats. Perhaps my memory is failing me, but I swear that everytime I’m spanked it is harder than the last time I was spanked by that person. Anyway, it ended with a hug and soon after we went out to dinner. Taking someone out to dinner even after being spanked, I suppose I was a pretty good host after all. I don’t cook much but promised him a gourmet meal of Slurpees and Ramen at my place, but he wasn’t too keen on that so we went out instead.
The next day, I met with him at his hotel again with an extra bag in tow. I brought my flogger to show him, we didn’t use it but I just like to show it off to people because it’s so pretty. 🙂 I also brought along my London Tanners paddle and strap which I previously wrote about here. He is a fan of leather implements so was interested to see these in action. He spanked me with his hand and then switched to the leather paddle. I don’t know how leather paddles differ from one to the next, but mine definitely leaves a lot of sting without much impact. I laid across the bed propped up by some pillows as he switched to the strap. Similar to the paddle, this one does not need much force to leave a big impression. He used the strap standing on either side of me to keep things even. I quickly found it harder to stay in position as the strap bit into my already tender bottom. After several more smacks and Yes Sir’s, the spanking concluded with a hug.
We went to do some sight-seeing in the high 90’s temperatures, ugh. I don’t know how people in NYC walk around so much. Here it doesn’t matter if something is only 5 blocks away, you drive! Lol. I’m surprised I wasn’t spanked for my complaining over the walking and the friggin heat. After seeing the city, we headed to the mountains for the next day. I know everyone who knows me is in awe because I don’t do outside. But yes, we went on a hike. To lure more friends to visit I’ll share a picture of the beautiful view on that hike. 🙂 Later that night, J met Mr. L for the first time and we all went out to dinner. I’m always happy when J can meet some of my friends from “the scene” and see they are just cool, normal people. Well, as normal as I am anyway. Haha. It was a fun weekend. Thanks to Mr. L for visiting and I hope it was a good time. For any other friends who’d like to come see me, I guarantee you one free meal and the pleasure of my company. 🙂