Bottoms Say The Darndest Things

I was spending the evening with S the other night and it was decided I would get one last harder spanking before my SCONY trip. That way if there was a little bruising it would all have time to fade before I got out there. He picked out the usual suspects from my box of implements and set them on the bed. I was lying down with him sitting next to me and he put one arm around my waist to secure me. He began spanking me with the leather paddle. My panties were still on but didn’t offer much in the way of protection anyway.

It started slower to warm me up but quickly got very stingy. He used his hand for a bit and then went back to the leather paddle. I said something about him being extra mean that day. After that comment he swatted even harder. Pretty much proving my point. Ahem. I squirmed and kicked my legs as he held on to me and kept going. I told him that I thought to a top being called mean was a compliment. Saying he was too nice would be something to get grumpy about.

I don’t think he was listening to me. And they say WE don’t listen! He grabbed the wooden paddle and continued with a flurry of hard swats. I could tell those ones would leave a mark. I unsuccessfully tried to turn to the side to save my rear end but his arm stayed firm around me. My bottom felt like it was on fire as the paddle came down again and again. My ooww’s were muffled into the pillow that I held onto. Finally he seemed to slow down and set the paddle on the bed. I snuggled closer to him as heat emanated from my bottom.

“If you think I’m going to say that you’re nice now, you can think again!” I laughed. Yeah, yeah. Keep your mouth shut, Lea. Well hindsight is great, isn’t it? He frowned at me and sat back up, grabbing the strap. I started to sit up and said “I’m just kidding with you!” ”Lay down,” he said sternly. Gulp. #$*%  I did as he said. I braced myself as the strap bit into my sore flesh several times on each cheek. I howled into the pillow I had a death grip on and stayed in place. When he was done, again, he pulled me close to him. I rested my head on his chest and didn’t say a thing.

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About Lea

I'm a shy bottom with a sharp wit. :-)
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9 Responses to Bottoms Say The Darndest Things

  1. joeyred51 says:

    Lea,

    This is top logic or top illogical to say it more precisely at its best. They want the bottom to see them as mean, but never call them mean. Duh.

    Nice warm up!

    See you very soon.

    Hug,
    joey

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  2. Jane says:

    Sounds like a great spanking Lea. Have a great time at SCONY and again, please get a spanking for me 🙂

    Hugs
    Jane

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  3. garyntboy says:

    When asked if I felt suitably punished once I replied 'actually sir, no.' We have no brain to mouth filter, that's the problem with us bottoms.

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  4. Kenzie says:

    Lol, seems we never say the right thing at the right time.. at least according to the ones doing the spanking!

    Have fun. 🙂

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  5. I'm glad I'm not the only one who can't say the right thing either – hope your bottom recovers well – it looks sore

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  6. ronnie says:

    I never seem to say the right thing when I'm over P's lap:

    Have a fun time at SCONY.

    Love,
    Ronnie
    xx

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  7. Lea says:

    @joey, So don't say mean. Don't say nice. What CAN you say?

    @Jane, Thanks! I sure will and we'll miss you!!

    @garyntboy, Honest to a fault, you could say. I've asked for more before much to the surprise of the top. Thanks for your comment.

    @Kenzie, Yeah, we just can't win sometimes. Lol.

    @kiwi, You are definitely not the only one!

    @ronnie, Many of us seem to have that issue. 😉 Thank you!

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  8. Kaelah says:

    I wish you lots of fun at the SCONY party, Lea! Sounds like you had a wonderful warm-up scene with your boyfriend. 🙂

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  9. Lea says:

    @Kaelah, I had a great time! Stories to come!

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