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It's all about Love


It's all about the Love

For me it all about the love
of giving and receiving spankings.
That "True Bottom Warming Experience"
and the "emotional and sometimes tear induced cleansing"
and comfort that takes place both
during and afterwards, trying not to focus,
at least for me, on the nasty,
sometimes terrible,
burning pain that is sometimes associated
with this unique and amazing kink.


CC, aka "My Mammy" always knows how to
soothe and calm me, making the little boy
inside feel loved and cared for,
knowing all is forgiven

What an incredible feeling knowing that
another person cherishes you enough
to hold you accountable,
and can bring that kind of emotion
to a "True Bottom Warming Experience! :-)




The Perfect Spanking Implement! :-}

The Perfect Spanking Implement! :-}
As Beautiful and awesome as they are to touch and look at,
wanting the business end taken to your bare bottom the
good old-fashion way is whole another story.
Caution is always advised! :-)

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Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Christmas Spanking

 
 
 
 
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‘Twas the night before Christmas,

 
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse.
The paddles were hung in the cupboard with care,
In hopes that her bottom soon would be bare.
 
 
 
The children were nestled at Grandma’s in bed,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And ma in her nightie, and I in my cap
Had just settled down for a long discipline chat.
 
 
 
 
 
When out of her mouth there arose such a clatter,
I sat on the bed as she sassed “What’s the matter?”
I pulled her up over my knee in a flash,
Then pulled up her nightie, to bare her sweet ass.
 
 
 
 
Her bottom, as white as the new-fallen snow
Would soon have the luster of a healthy red glow.
Then what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a large wooden paddle, to redden her rear!
 
 
 
With long hard swings, both lively and quick,
She knew in a moment it won’t be a picnic.
In rapid succession the paddling came,
I shouted, and called out her no-nos by name:
 
 
 
 
“Now, SASSING! Now, LYING! And STAYING UP LATE!”
I paddled her hard and continued her fate.
She begged and she pleaded and I knew she would bawl!
Her bottom, her thighs — I covered them all!
 
 
 
 
As I held her down tight, I could hear her loud cries —
When the paddle met her, there were tears in her eyes.
So I spanked and I spanked and the paddle it flew,
And the lecture of love that came with it too.
 
 
 
To the wiggling and kicking of each little foot
The paddle would soon make her little ass cook.
As I drew back the paddle, again it would sound:
Down on her bottom it came with a bound.
 
 
 
 
She was pretty and sexy, from her head to her foot,
But her soul was all tarnished like ashes and soot;
A bundle of guilt she had had on her back,
I took them away with each firm paddle whack.
 
 
 
Her eyes — how they twinkled! With tears that weren’t merry!

Her cheeks — red as roses, her thighs like a cherry!
Her beautiful hair was drawn up in a bow,
And her bottom was now not so white as the snow.
 
 
 
I let her get up and put paddle on shelf,
Then kissed her to show her my love for herself.
A wink of my eye and a twist of my head,
Soon let her know it was now time for bed;
 
 
 
I spoke not a word, but went straight to my work,
I tucked her in bed; then turned with a jerk,
And laying my finger aside of my nose,
I said to myself, “She’s as red as a rose”.
 
 
 
 
Although spanking for love can be quick as a whistle,
It won’t blow away like the down of a thistle.
So to all of you folks who love spankings so dear,
“MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A RED REAR!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Christmas Spanking
It's Just our way of having fun!
Happy Spankings to you and yours!!!!!

2 comments:

smuccatelli said...

Lovely. And funny. But I thought you were more of a catcher than a pitcher...?

D said...

Lovely. And funny. But I thought you were more of a catcher than a pitcher...?

I am more of a catcher than a pitcher. I always will be a naughty boy at heart, but I'm no fool. I'm just thankful for having someone in life who also likes it both ways. Merry Christmas.