Summer in the Woods

The spare time of this summer was spent biking to the metro-parks and being spanked in the woods. It was a blast, however, it was simply a unique detail in my other wise ordinary life. The outdoors, are not too keen on this sweet blooded girl, specially those mosquitoes. One of the men whom I let spank me, naked from the waist down, with my skirt tucked up, while I leaned on a tree, his name, I never learned. Another, when encountered by the ranger pre-spanking lied and told her we were in the uber-secluded area bird viewing.

An interesting fact about these spankings was that it was mainly from men I had never met before, they did not know my pain tolerance, it never intensified more than a hand spanking. Despite being out in the woods, not once did I get the switch, although, a few did mention the possibility. They were respectful, glad to be allowed to spank a willing girl during lunch hour. I was never spanked for any misdeeds, sometimes I'd be chastised for allowing them to spank me after only having met them in the parking lot lot minutes earlier, or simply for allowing him, a strange man, bare my bottom. I suppose I should thank my lucky stars for not having met up with a real freak and still be alive. As for now I think the adventures in the woods have come to rest. Next, I'm thinking of getting the cane at the university, this endeavor however will be a bit more challenging. Not a lot of men know how to properly deliver the cane, that, and not everyone has an adventure streak of doing forbidding things while on private property. Not to mention, the insane human traffic during fall and spring semesters. While I am intrigued by the school paddle, it would be louder, and my buttocks are not real lovers of blistering implements.

I loved the control I had over my spankings as corporate men spanked me, not wanting to hurt me, they continuously asked if how they were spanking was ok. At times it was a turn off, but as much as I'd like to conceal my desperate need to be over a strong man's lap, my body seemed to take control of it's self and go against everything una señorita decente should do. Because, spankings hurts enough as it is, and being spanked in an undesired area is quite unpleasant, I have made serious considerations to ductaping a perimeter around the allowed spankable area for future spankings. A real laugh, I imagine.