A little bit of everything…

I wrote this before I attended Oasis last weekend, so forgive the future tense – I am not going to edit it, but I’ll post my Vegas blog next week once I get to finish it!

I know I’ve been quiet – I’ve been struggling, again, unfortunately. Vee’s guest post was a lifesaver actually. My head isn’t in a great place. I’ve mostly been focusing on work and tackling personal things and luckily, both have been busy this time of year. I got a ton of comments on the Bratting Blog but primarily on other platforms and via direct message. Not so many comments here – that was a little unexpected but since my goal is to spark discussion, regardless of the location, I was happy anyway. It went better than I thought and I didn’t have anyone angry but a lot of people expressing that they felt similarly or had never considered that classification or approach to bratting. Another good distraction is that Oasis is next weekend and against my better judgement, I am going. I booked everything refundable but the time to cancel has come and gone. I didn’t sign up in advance for anything this year because of all the sadness and disappointment last year, and since the core friend group I used to spend a lot of time with at parties is basically shattered now, I am essentially going alone – literally and figuratively, Daniel can’t come with me because of childcare. I’m optimistic about connecting with plenty of other friends, but my anxiety is, unfortunately, in overdrive.

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Fiction: Lending a Hand to Disobedience (Part 1)

A long held fantasy, as a dream…

Orgasm control or having to ask permission to touch myself, and being “punished” with spanking, is a deep and long held fantasy of mine. It’s also the first non-spanko thing my husband and I connected on. We’ve had an “orange socks” rule about asking permission, just about since we met. That means, I have to ask him permission to touch myself or orgasm, but it’s not a “real” rule in that there are real-world implications for breaking it. But “breaking” it is between us, a way to set a tone and headspace for some discipline oriented play, for me to express submission and service. More intense orgasm control is definitely in my head, as well, and often comes back to my desire to please, serve, submit.

I rarely dream about these things – usually only spanking, but like I said in my last post, I have been reconciling different aspects of my kink and how they mesh (or don’t) together. The male tops/spankers in my dreams are usually, historically, unidentifiable. Not that they are anonymous or masked, but I don’t see their face in the dream, my “view” or perspective is from the side or behind, watching, so I can see myself but never the top. They’re more of an idea or concept, embodying the feeling of the scenario and blending the voices of those I have played with or talked about playing with.

I haven’t been having many spanking dreams lately, and even before, most of them were the same classic hard OTK spanking they always are, with some slight variations. I started 2025 off with a bang though, with this one. Apparently my NYE champagne was inspiring and I woke up on the first of the year having to contend with this.

This dream melds together some vague real-life scenarios (like being sent to bed & the idea of being caught touching myself which has happened…uh, a few times in RL with Daniel!) and fantasized about ones, such as a bedtime spanking that instead of being cozy, is hard because I was cheeky and earned it, thigh smacking on its own, uniform being a part of discipline, etc. It’s not about a specific person or real-life event, but it’s one of those that could happen, that I’d even like to happen, someday, even. The writing is more colloquial but I wanted it to feel more like how I did when I wrote it, like I was sharing it with a friend. But this is me, again, reconciling these different aspects of my kink with each other – how can they fit together? Will the fitting together work for me? What parts?

I hope you enjoy this sharing of my dream, as much as I enjoyed the dream itself. I woke up a bit confused, but content. Dreams have a surrealist feel to them, so I’ve embellished in parts, of course.

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(Kinky) eBay Gambles

I am something of a vintage ebony hairbrush collector. I don’t know why – we only use one of them, because it was a gift from a dear friend, but I enjoy seeing the differences between them, testing them out to see how they feel compared to my “primary” one, etc. They’re also lovely vintage pieces. What’s not to like?! They can vary in size and color because wood is a natural thing, but they are all typically heavy and dense and oh-so-perfect for a very punishing sort of spanking. My meager collection currently only stands at 4.

The problem is, vintage ebony hairbrushes are hard to find in the US and most of the UK listings that are willing to ship to the US, use eBay’s Global Shipping program. This means, there’s a central hub in the UK processing the packages and “ebony” is on a banned list. Finished ebony, especially vintage pieces, are not supposed to be caught in that, but they are. Both myself and a friend have had ebony hairbrushes caught by this and they are NOT returned to sender, but destroyed, and the buyer is refunded. This is now 4 hairbrushes (three coming to me and one for her) that have met that fate. Truly tragic and sad! I’ve had one sent to a UK friend and he’ll bring it over to me in April, but that’s not always practical and I don’t want him to feel used!

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