This one's for Secret Spanko, who observed that I was too busy having fun with my birthday spanking to actually take a picture of it. So here's the next best thing: a photo from a day later!
After a nice long hand spanking, Steve's final smack was a shocker -- a single slap to my right upper thigh. I guess it was "one to grown on," or something... it was just one strike, but it made me screech his name nonetheless. Naturally, it marked! So here I am on the following night -- notice that my bottom is absolutely pristine, no sign of the previous day's activity. My thigh, however, is a different story.
And in this week's spanking startle: Yesterday, I was walking out of the locker room at the gym, and I distinctly heard the sound of rhythmic slapping. Naturally, my ears perked up, and my mind conjured up visions of strict personal trainers with slacker clients. I went down the hall, the slap-slap-slap sound getting louder, and then I saw it...
A guy was jumping rope, and that sound was the rope hitting the mat.
Oh well.
Have a great weekend, y'all.
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Go on.... shoo!
LOL!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI would have howled with laughter if I'd been at your gym.
Kelly -- I know, right? If my neighbors ever complain, I'll just say I was jumping rope.
ReplyDeleteCin-der-ella,
ReplyDeletedressed in yella,
went across the lap
of her fella!
Called him a jerk
as he went to work,
how many swats
did she take and twerk?
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!...
Dave -- too much Charbucks? ;-D
ReplyDeleteA spankee's mind is a joy foreverr.
ReplyDeleteMrJ -- isn't it, though?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful ... thanks for sharing, Erica. And your gym thoughts echo what we all think when we hear certain sounds. One track minds?
ReplyDeleteMitch -- I'm thinking yes. :-)
ReplyDeleteVery pretty mark left over from your birthday spanking :)
ReplyDeletehehe...love that you thought a spanking was going on at your gym when it was just a guy jumping rope.
BMD -- goofy, isn't it? But it really, really, really sounded like a spanking. :-D
ReplyDeleteHahaha, that poor gym mat is receiving its due punishment. And, holy cow, I didn't know a hand could leave a mark like that!
ReplyDeleteThat's insane...you ought to be the poster girl of "leatherbutt" (ironbutt if more flattering :)...or maybe your image could be the Fetlife sticky for all those "is leatherbutt real?" postings...
ReplyDeletespoken in admiration!
Autumn -- a hand can definitely leave a mark like that, on skin that isn't used to it. A single slap can mark my thigh -- but a hundred won't mark my butt!
ReplyDeleteAnonymous -- I always preferred what people used to call me back in the day: Bionic Bottom. Somehow, that sounded more flattering! :-) But I get where you're coming from.
Erica, I like Dave Wolfe's poem. Also I FIND, the MIND, can dwell on one's BEHIND. XXX Luv ya.
ReplyDeleteSix -- true. :-)
ReplyDeleteHi Erica -- Wish I had a bionic butt, just like you LOL :-) My whole body bruises easily :-( WOW that is one hell of a hand print on your thigh OUCH. That would be so COOL, if someone was actually getting spanked at your gym :-) When I hear certain sounds,my mind wanders like that too LOL :-) Much Love and hugs from naughty girl Jade
ReplyDeleteJade -- actually, the rest of my body bruises easily, too. :-)
ReplyDeleteI love you....hand spanking for your birthday, classic.
ReplyDeleteAlways
Ron
Ron -- hands are the best.
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