Friday, November 11, 2011

The more you ride your bike, the less your butt will hurt.

I haven't been in the mood for a good thrashing but if Eric ever has some free time I hardly ever hesitate to head over.

You see, Eric, he's pretty laid back. And almost every time I meet with him, the spankings are relaxed. Unless, I confess to some misdeed.

So despite the fact that I have some severe promised spankings when Eric mentioned he was free on Monday I didn't hesitate to bike over.

I love it most when he simply just spanks me with his hand. However, he knows I love intense spankings at times. These past few warm months I have been pretty wimpy, mostly because riding a bike on a blistered bottom isn't the most enjoyable feeling in the world. So in order to enjoy miles on the saddle I was cautious on whom I allowed to spank me.

Monday, Eric decided it's been long enough of hand spankings. He asked what I was in the mood for, and as always I said, hand. He suggested the cane, I admitted I had thought about it. So after I got a hand spanking, bending over I was, holding on to my knees for a real canning. I was a total wimp, I got up after nearly every cut.

He suggested some leather, back over his lap I went. I've discovered it's not just the hairbrush I hate, but more like any implement that can be effectively used while otk. The leather paddle was wicked; I kicked, nearly kicking his head every time. Next thing I know, my arms are locked behind me, my legs are locked, and he's wielding that dammed leather paddle on my poor bottom. I didn't ask him to stop, I just broke free, landing on my bottom, causing a carpet burn on my burning butt.

He asked me if I had enough, I admitted defeat, so when he calls me over, I think it's for a hug. But no, back over his knee I went for more hand spanking and eventually a bit more relaxed paddling.

This morning I get a text, I cracked the cane. Ha! Probably when I was being a baby and took the last over my jeans.

Granted, the bike ride home was a blast.

ps I have successfully avoided the hairbrush since April when a girl used it on me. So, I've decided since men use combs on their hair; feminine objects such as a hairbrush, and even wooden kitchen implements will be reserved for females only to use on me. I've decided to reinforce the patriarchy :P

1 comment:

  1. I love the post!! Glad you enjoyed the spanking! I know I did.
    You may want to be careful about bragging about not getting the hairbrush. Too much bragging will likely end your streak rather quickly.

    Happy Biking! And since you enjoy doing it on a sore bottom, we'll just keep that coming while we can... (you know, while the weather's good, before I need to drive you home on a sore bottom). Hugs!

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