Tuesday, December 23, 2008

A great one has fallen

I was heartbroken to learn that my dear friend Vince, one of the founders of Chicago Crimson Moon, died last night after suffering a massive heart attack this weekend.

I join many across the country in mourning the loss of this generous, gregarious, wonderful man. He was a gentleman, a joker, and a dyed-in-the-wool spanko. He welcomed many into the spanking world with graciousness and good cheer and he will be remembered with fondness by many.

Love you, Vince.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

More Fun with Google

It's been a while since I went through the search terms that led you poor hapless suckers here. So let's review, shall we? :-D

edward spanking bella Oh God, I hope so. Seriously, if you find some good spanking fanfic, would you pass it on? Because I have Googled long and hard and not found anything decent.

pajama spankings These are the really serious kind. When cotton takes on cotton.

"spanked on weddind night" Spellcheck much?

need good old fashioned spanking, over the knee You and a whole lotta other people, my friend.

outside of the iris eye is not round Uh, I'm not sure, but I'm guessing this isn't what you were looking for, huh?

slippered my bottom hurts Hey! Mine too!

spanked and dragged to bed Spanked and sent to bed--Yes. Spanked and dragged to bed--a little too Caveman for my tastes.

spanking ow! Only if you do it right, darlin'.

youtube - through the eyes of love Again, this site was probably not the searcher's target...

spanking when hormonal Sometimes hormones make you want to spank, sometimes they make you want to be spanked. But spanking and hormones should only be mixed by trained professionals. Don't say I didn't warn you.

And my personal favorite:
trough iris eyes Which are really, really, really deep blue eyes. ;-)

Sunday, December 7, 2008


Sometimes I want to be spanked.

And sometimes I don't.

Sometimes I want to be held accountable by a stern, loving, unyielding external force.

And sometimes I just want to make my own decisions.

Sometimes I want to be a little girl, petted and cuddled and swatted for being naughty.

And sometimes I need to be a grown up.

Lately I've been feeling more like the latter of all these pairs. It's not that I've lost interest in spanking, more that my interest is captured elsewhere. We also had a lot to do for the wedding and parties, so I've been highly organized and responsible for the last while and it's getting to feel like a habit. When M has threatened to spank me or has given me rules lately, I shrug and do what he wants--not so much from submission as from an innate knowing that he's right. I don't feel the need to be naughty or willful or even to ask outright for a spanking. Just don't need it now.

I'm not worried about having lost my spanking mojo: there are always ebbs and flows in spanking desire. Being in an ebb means that other things get done. Being in a flow means lots of spanking. [grin]

Besides, how long do you really think I can be good, even if it's genuine?