|Not my cake, but pretty cool huh?|
I turned 28 yesterday. Being 28 with no spouse or children I am surprised that the state of Utah doesn’t kick me out for messing up their stats. Ha. I’ll probably have more of a midlife crisis 2 years from now so stay tuned. After a long and awful work week, I was more than ready for the weekend to have some fun. And what spanko doesn’t enjoy birthdays?
Early Saturday I spent some time with SP. He enjoys fire and electric play which are things I have minimal experience with. I’ve had a violet wand used on me once and didn’t care for the sensation. I’ve tried fire once and was neutral about it. I opted to try it again. I laid on his massage table as he lit up his fire glove. Each time he ran it down my back I heard the swooshing sound of the fire in my ear which was kind of scary. I guess that’s just how I react to things swishing near me. Gee, I wonder why?
The sensation is interesting. It felt hot, obviously, but not unbearably so. He ran it across my back a few times and then my legs. I realized later I should’ve asked him to go all around on both legs and I wouldn’t have needed to shave. Lol. One part of me wasn’t feeling hot yet so next came the spanking. I always wonder if a top’s hand will be in shape if they haven’t been spanking anyone regularly. Because I’m so tough and everything. Ha! As is usually the case, it was not an issue. He is hard handed and easily up to the task. I counted out loud the 28 swats delivered by hand that had me squirming and we ended with a hug.
|After Spanking #2 and the cane|
I still had a long day ahead of me. S and I had a date that night and I found myself down to my panties and on the bed shortly after he arrived. I wasn’t told to count so this wasn’t even THE birthday spanking yet, but I wasn’t complaining. Okay, maybe I did a little bit. I wasn’t all that serious though. There were so many spankings in one day I can’t remember the order of the implements. For the first one he used his hand quite a bit and then the leather paddle. I was feeling very squirmy and sore just from that.
I got a break since we still needed to go to dinner. The downpour of rain that had started earlier stopped just long enough for us to get there, have dinner, and make it back. We watched some TV and got in some cuddling time while digesting. Soon I was pulled away for a second spanking. They got increasingly meaner throughout the night and he just wasn’t listening to me about how birthday spankings are just supposed to be light and fun. Bottoms, are you with me here? Isn’t that the rule?
|After Spanking #3|
More implements were used in the second spanking. He started in with the wooden paddles. One has a larger surface area as it’s guitar shaped, but thinner and stingier. The other is double sided and very dense. So thuddy I don’t remember why the hell I bought it. I think I was tricked by how pretty the wood was. Damn you, Kitty! 😉 Those already had me nearly jumping off the bed and reddening quickly. He wrapped his arm around my waist to keep me in place a few different times. The leather paddle was mixed in there too. Then the cane came out. It stung like mad and I tried to stay still because I don’t want a stroke to be too far off to the side because I moved. It’s hard to stay still though! He switched off standing on either side of me to keep it even. From how hard it felt I am surprised the marks didn’t show up more defined than these pics. I made it through and got some nice cuddles and kisses afterwards.
If you didn’t hear me say I counted through that one you aren’t missing something. That wasn’t THE birthday spanking either. Sigh. My poor bottom! A while later it was finally time for THE birthday spanking.
|After Spanking #3|
And it was mean too because S is the meanest. He selected a bath brush. A $%#* bath brush! He said I must not dislike it that much because I’ve never thrown it away. Uh… that speaks more to the pack rat in me, plus it was a gift. That doesn’t mean I like it. What crazy logic. He told me to count as he continued on with the spanking. He did not make it light on top of my already sore bottom. I counted out 28 hard smacks amidst my squeals and Oowws. He said happy birthday when he was finished and I wasn’t sure whether I should hit him in the face or kiss him. I opted for the kiss since I was still in a vulnerable position.
I went to bed well spanked and cared for and still have many marks left over today as a memory. Thank you to all who helped make my birthday and my weekend great and those who sent birthday wishes! In case you’ve been living under a rock and haven’t heard, Justin Timberlake was reuniting with ‘N Sync tonight for a performance at MTV’s Video Music Awards show. Clearly he was doing this for my birthday. Thanks, JT! Now I need to go catch up on my DVR. 🙂