I’m Feeling “Droppy”

[I am not droppy, that’s just the blog title!]

Although this blog is really for spankos and most of you are probably familiar with these terms, I am going to expand on this one, because it is relevant for another post I am working on, that will be posted after this, about aftercare and I didn’t want to get sidetracked in that conversation. Maybe there’s some newbies reading here, or someone who never had a name for this feeling. We all know it’s possible to be “emotional” during a spanking – ie. cry, but it’s rare for it to happen from pain alone. At least part of that is because of the natural pain killers that our bodies release, which turn this painful thing (spanking) into pleasure (for some of us), or at least something we can physically endure. Of course, a significant part is also because emotional vulnerability can be a lot scarier and take a lot more trust and time to build with someone beyond playing with them.

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A Perfect Bedtime Spanking

This is a deep peak inside my head so it feels a bit vulnerable, what I often think about while falling asleep or when thinking about a cozy bedtime spanking. It feels very personal, this look inside an ideal fantasy. I enjoy the thought of being the last thing someone needs to take care of or deal with, before they themselves go to bed. The last item on a do-do list – do the dishes, check; tidy the living room, check; put Marie to bed, check. It’s not usually practical with the realities of day-to-day life and parenthood, but it’s in there.

This is one version of what a perfect bedtime spanking could look like for me. Other versions would feel just as complete but this is one that occupies a happy little nook that I feel comfortable sharing and think of often. Accidentally posted a PW protected version of this a few days ago before it was ready for the world.

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words and pictures

It’s clear, given the fact that I am attempting to revive the spanko blogging of yesteryear, that the written word is important to me. I’ve always enjoyed hand writing things and rarely took notes via my computer in college even. I keep a physical daily planner, I have a thing for pens. Of course, typing has its place. It’s not any less writing. Importantly, I can edit and revise and really make sure I am going to be understood. Hand writing is good for a first draft or something personal. I digress – the point was not typing vs hand writing but the written word versus pictures. Luckily, we don’t have to pick one or the other, but there is often debate amongst spankos, especially those who perused the early internet (Usenet, anyone else?). Writing – stories, long form writing (like blogging) and the back and forth of forum conversations, hold a special place. I have a vivid imagination that runs like a movie reel, so when I read a spanking story, it plays like that in my mind.

Although I “grew up” in text based spaces like Usenet, Yahoo groups, forums, IRC, AIM, etc etc – photos speak to me as well. Early digital cameras were a revelation. The ability to capture a moment, and ideally (or potentially?) a feeling, feels like magic. When I play with someone, the goal is never photos, but I do enjoy having photos to look back on if we manage to get some. I also enjoy taking photos primarily for myself, or a select few people I enjoy spank-flirting with. Sometimes these are casual snaps of my bottom in a mirror and sometimes they’re more orchestrated, using a timer or tripod. Those ones, often for myself, are intended to capture and evoke a feeling. I know photos aren’t resonant for everyone, but they really can be for me, and not just of myself. Because this post will contain more than one photo, I’ll put a jump here for anyone who might be trying to read in public.

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