Tiny Spanking Story #26

I didn’t forget, but I admit, today has rather gotten away from me. Some family dropping by to help with some house tasks, a kid birthday party, some errands, and frankly, just needing some time to sit and do nothing, listening to my audiobook. I’ve been trying to think of what to write all day. This was the only thing in my head, as it so often is.

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“Ow! Please! Stop!”

Her feet drummed against the floor, the carpet muffling the impact just enough, as she tried to push up on the rung of the chair she had been clinging to.

His left arm held her firmly down around the waist, counteracting her attempt, as his right leg expertly locked behind her knees.

He didn’t miss a beat and the hairbrush continued to fall through it all – as her tears did shortly after. Her bottom was a blotchy array of reds and purples, bruises forming on the edges and her sit spots, the center taking on that firmness of a deeper bruise.

A moment more, and her kicking stopped, her crying slowed to exhausted sobbing, and he applied the final flurry to the tops of her thighs as she squealed with renewed energy.

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What’s in your head?

-M

Tiny Spanking Story #25

Did you ever try a new spanking position that just didn’t work out?

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I climbed up the little step stool, skeptical this would work, and very carefully laid across his elevated lap. His feet were on the bottom rung of the stool, so there was a bit of a slope, to his lap.

He held me, chuckling, telling me not to move much, but it still felt insecure.

I laughed, and slid sideways, until I was standing back up.

“Well, it was worth a try. I’ll just put you over my knee on the sofa.”

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This was such a pivotal moment actually. Being able to try a position that I was convinced my fat body wouldn’t be able to do, with the safely of someone I trusted, was kind of special. There was no shame for it not working out, we talked about what might have made it work (a smaller stool for his feet to even out his lap, if I hadn’t needed it to get to his lap because I’m so short!), and moved to a position that did work.

-M

Whew

Ok, last week was kind of a heavy posting week. I’ve thrown myself into writing since that’s how I process things. Revisiting those posts that I wrote so long ago and had been holding onto, was both freeing and incredibly difficult. I should be able to share the experiences I want to, but looking back at the memories made me both smile and cry in equal measure. I have also been focused on some upcoming travel. I will be traveling to Europe alone for the first time ever in a few weeks for a (scene!) friend’s birthday. I tagged on two days before, in Amsterdam, and two days after, staying in Haarlem. I am looking forward to the alone time, frankly.

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