Spanking Bethie

Eeek! Dan noticed his nettles were growing so fast that he needed to do a little pruning. That meant he finally had an excuse to pull out a few of them for experimentation. Let me just say now that while I’m not always a fan of experimentation when I’m the guinea pig, I try to be a good sport. I never know when something new and scary might become my favorite new obsession.

Dan picked a small sprig and lightly rubbed the length of it along the back of my hand. I was surprised by how quickly it began to sting and how much sting there was to it. Yeah, I know, they’re called “stinging” nettles, but I wasn’t expecting that much sensation!

After just a little while, besides the increasing sting I noticed little bumps developing. That’s when I began to squawk and complain. I wanted Dan to make the stinging stop but there wasn’t anything he could do about it. I was not a happy camper. But at least Dan got a chuckle out of it.

I wish I could say I loved the nettles so much that I can’t wait until they’re full grown and ready for action…but I’m still trying to decide. I’ve been wondering if used in the middle of a play session I might have a different impression of the nettles. Supposedly the plan is to use them on my bottom and maybe on my boobies. Maybe. I just never know how my body is going to react.

This may be one of those plans that you just have to put into acting in order to really know for sure. I may have to just let Dan try.

I can’t believe I just typed that. Eeek!

After looking at some pics of Elizabeth Simpson, I decided my bottom wasn’t tough enough.

Here’s the hairbrush before it got fully acquainted with Elizabeth’s bottom.

Here’s the hairbrush after.

Now why can’t that horrid Vermont bath brush break like that? Just today Dan bent me over the laundry basket, spanked me quite briskly with that awful brush, and my bottom didn’t do a thing to it.

The brush on the other hand left my bottom with a serious burning sensation. I even hopped around a little to help ease the burn. It didn’t help and neither did the rubbing but a gal’s gotta do something when her bottom feels like it’s on fire. All of that and not even a dent in that brush. It’s not fair.

I may have to spend more time at the gym to develop a tighter bottom. Either that or I could encourage Dan to spank me more often with that brush in the hope that I’ll wear it down. If I get really crazy I could do both! I have my work cut out for me…or rather my bottom.

Sometimes something will happen during a spanking that will be so unexpected that I can’t decide if it’s hilarious or outrageous. When I say “outrageous” I’m teasing a bit. My moments of outrage are generally moments of total embarrassment or shock that I feel better if I can pretend to be outraged. Dan seems to find these moments amusing so he doesn’t really try to avoid them. Something about me hopping around squealing about the latest “outrage” makes him laugh.

Well, yesterday we had one of those moments.

I was in his office wiggling my bottom at him and generally distracting him from whatever was on his computer screen, hoping for a little attention. Dan was willing as always so I found myself over his knee and bare bottomed in no time. I was prepared for a nice bottom warming but I hadn’t counted on him having the small school master strap nearby.

He began strapping my bottom and thighs enthusiastically which stung a bit sharply so I kicked my feet and whimpered a little. I was hoping for his hand but at the same time I was glad it wasn’t the bath brush.

About the time I was settling in, I felt Dan spread my bottom cheeks. Before I could say anything, he said, “Hey, let’s look in here.”

Like that wasn’t outrageous enough, he gave me a couple of quick spanks on the inside of my cheeks with that strap. Yeouch!

I squealed and somehow managed to fall off his lap. I grabbed my bottom, hopped around a bit, and then I remembered what he’d said. All I could do was sputter, “Let’s look in here? Let’s look in here? What do you mean, let’s look in here?”

Dan just laughed and laughed. I tried to do my best outraged act but it was tough to keep up while I was laughing, too. Hmph!

The other afternoon we were just hanging out, discussing our weekend plans when I suddenly blurted, “So, when am I going to get some of this bondage we’ve been talking about?”

Let’s just say, subtlety is not my best trait. But at least Dan doesn’t always have to guess what I want.

I suppose considering the fact that I was lounging around in his chair and so close to the delrin cane I mentioned in the previous post, I should have known better. But no. Dan pushed me over the arm of the chair, pulled down my shorts and panties, and spanked my bare bottom with the cane.

I can’t remember how many strokes he gave me, but I do remember it seemed like a lot and he didn’t seem to be holding back. I even looked back over my shoulder and gave him the pouty look, but he didn’t ease up at all.

After a quick inspection, we moved right into the bedroom. I’m not sure why, but Dan wanted me in the diaper position on the edge of the bed. I didn’t mind since it’s a position that has its good and bad points. While that position gives him easy access to my tender bits which can be very nice, it also gives him too much spanking access to my tender thighs…and my tender bits. I’d forgotten that part but I remembered really quickly once the spanking started.

Dan started by spanking me with a couple of paddles to get me warmed up, then he began using the tawse. I yelped and wiggled from the distinctive sting that toy delivers, but Dan had a good hold on my ankles so I wasn’t going anywhere. He spanked my thighs and bottom pretty thoroughly with the tawse before letting me relax.

I let my legs relax which left me perched on the edge of the bed, legs bent and spread in front of Dan. That gave him an evil idea and he picked up one of our lighter floggers. Dan told me to hold that position and began flogging the insides of my thighs. Then I saw him raise the flogger straight up and I knew where it was about to land next. I closed my eyes and tried to stay relaxed, but I still about jumped off the end of the bed when he landed the stroke right down the middle of my tender pussy.

I clenched up and pulled my legs together, but Dan told me to get back into position so he could continue. I did, after a little whining, and he continued flogging my thighs and landing the occasional stroke across my tender bits. My tender bits were getting even more tender by the stroke.

Lucky for me, Dan decided to switch to the rabbit tail flogger. Oh yum! I was nice and tender by then so the soft, thuddy tails of that flogger landing across my pussy just about drove me crazy. I was loving it and Dan was happy he’d finally found a good use for that flogger.

With all that going on, I’d just about forgotten about the bondage, but Dan hadn’t, so we moved onto that next. I stood by the bed while he found our nice red Twisted Monk rope and proceeded to tie me into a nice chest harness. Once he had it nice and secure, I got back up on the bed on my hands and knees with my bottom in the air and waited for the next step.

Yup, it was time for the butt hook. Dan lubed up the ball end while I did my best to relax while I waited. I was still busy relaxing when I felt his fingers lubing up my bottom hole. I was all set to do my part and help him get that hook in, but it turned out he didn’t need my help. The ball just slipped right in. No problem. Huh? I couldn’t believe it.

Dan tied the end of the hook to the harness and then tested the whole thing out by pulling up on the rope to see if it could be used to “encourage” me to keep my bottom up in the air. It did. Grrrr.

So he went back to spanking my bottom and occassionally pulling up on the harness to remind me to keep my bottom up. That’s two toys he found new uses for in that session.

Eventually he had me spanked to his satisfaction and by then we were both more than ready to get down to making love, but first it seemed like a good idea to get me out of the harness and the butt hook out of me.

The hook popped right out and the harness came off pretty quickly, too. We then got down to some pretty steamy and intensive sex. It was good, too…real good. Awesome actually…Ahem! I’m going to need to open a window for some cool air. Excuse me a second…

Okay, back to my story. After the truly awesome sex, we were putting the room back together and I just sort of mentioned how easily the ass hook went in this time. Dan agreed way too quickly and went on to say that we should go ahead and try the next size up, maybe even go ahead and get the big ball end hook.

Oh noes, not the big ball hook! Me and my big mouth. Okay, so after this last session it’s more like me and my big…well, you know. *wink*

I wonder if there’s any chance that Dan was joking. Somehow I doubt it. Oh noes.

LOLcat courtesy of I Can Has Cheezburger?

It seems Dan has decided he needs to keep implements handy at all times. The other night we were watching tv in the living room and when there was a break, I thought a little commercial break entertainment was in order. I hopped up and was just about to start wiggling my bottom at Dan when he reached down and pulled out a couple of implements he’d stashed beside his chair. He had the delrin cane in one hand, the Buster paddle in the other, and a devilish grin on his face. Uh-oh.

Instead of doing my wiggle dance in front of Dan’s chair, I found myself over the arm of the sofa doing a totally different dance. There I was, bare bottom up, kicking and squealing while he spanked me quite enthusiastically with the Buster paddle. Squeee!

My bottom was really feeling the burn when the commercial ended and we went back to watching tv. Dan looked awfully pleased with himself but I couldn’t fault him for that. I was feeling pretty satisfied myself. That is until the next commercial. I went right back to tempting him and Dan went straight for the delrin cane. It’s not as stingy as the acrylic cane or the rattan canes but it makes up for that by being more thuddy.

I was wearing shorts that aren’t much good for covering my legs so Dan went for my exposed thighs. I tried to get away but that never works. It just gets me spanked at odd angles. Grrr. I complained but I didn’t get any sympathy whatsoever. Dan said that’s what I get for struggling. Hmph!

I like the idea of having implements handy in the living room, but I think I need a little more input in the choice of which ones. I’m putting in a vote to replace the delrin cane with our lovely blue flogger.

Yummm! That’ll make watching tv a whole lot more interesting! I know some people say tv is bad for you, but with commercial breaks like ours I must cheerfully disagree.

Wait, I actually meant this kind.

You Are a Chocolate Cheesecake

Rich and greedy, you’re attracted to the dark side of life. Nothing ever quite satisfies your inner beast. And somehow, people find that sexy.

How’d they know? *wink*

To let you all know how far behind I am in my reading, I just found this cheesecake quiz thanks to New Beginnings and Wilhelmina Dreams. I’m only a month behind now. I’ll catch up eventually.

I’m also going to try and catch up on my toy reports. We’ve experimented with the ball end ass hook we bought from Twisted Monk Rope as well as a couple of other new toys so I have much to report. Although a little more experimentation might be a good idea. It might be a whole lot of fun, too. Heh.

I get a lot of questions from people asking for advice for finding a spanking partner and no matter how I answer them, I always wish I could help them more. I remember what it was like to be out there looking for that special spanko who would be “the one.” I was very lucky to have stumbled across Dan online.

I’ve told this story before so I’ll try to hit the highlights. We belonged to the same forum and we hit it off from the start. We had fun on the forum and soon we began emailing each other. After that we moved on to instant messaging and then marathon phone calls. It wasn’t long before we had to meet and then in no time, I moved in with him. It took some months for all of this to happen, but it did all work out and we’re still crazy in love.

Since I had such great luck finding my perfect match online, I figured it was possible for others. The one thing I’ve heard over and over is that it’s harder than I thought. The big vanilla matchmaking sites don’t help the kinky find each other, the online spanking community networking doesn’t work for everyone, and not all spankos live in areas where there are spanko events.

I finally decided to try my hand at matchmaking, with a lot of help from some handy software, of course. I set up a site, SpankFinder.com and just opened the doors over the weekend. SpankFinder is free of charge and open to adults who are searching for a spanking partner. The site also has it’s own chat room and forum that all members can use as part of their membership.

I’m prepared for this project to take some time and lots of encouragement from me, but I think it’ll be worth it. Please go over and take a look around and if you’re interested in using SpankFinder, register, set up your profile, and jump right in. Don’t be shy!

If anyone has any questions, just email me at bethie@spankingbethie.com. Thanks!

While visiting my favorite craft store (the same one where I got the big paddle), I found these goodies. They were just hanging there, looking pretty and innocent in a bright, cheery display.

I looked them over and upon seeing that they were made of silicone, I thought, “Oh, these won’t be evil at all, not like that horrid rubber spatula.”

I couldn’t have been more wrong! How could such innocent looking spatulas be so mean? They have a nice soft exterior butI failed to notice the solid material that’s inside each utensil. It turns out that makes these toys not so nice after all. Ack!

Dan bent me over the arm of the sofa, began trying them out on my bottom, and I immediately realized my mistake. Since they’re so light, he was able to land quick, burning spanks easily.

In no time, I realized he was setting my bottom on fire, and I began kicking and doing my best to go all the way over the arm of the sofa. Wrong move! All that did was get my bottom even further up in the air and put my sit spot in perfect target range for Dan. Owie!

It wasn’t a long spanking, but it was long enough! I felt a lingering burn and I had a couple of sore spots for quite a while and I seriously wondered how long it was going to last.

I was enjoying the after effects as usual, so I had to wonder, what would a serious spanking with those things be like?

I had an internal argument with myself as I pondered that question. “No, that was bad. Yes, but in that good way. No, my bottom really burns! Mmmmm, yeah, it does…yummmm!”

The greedy bottom part of my mind won that argument. It’s funny how that happens.

We had a memorable spanking session Wednesday night followed by an equally memorable love making session and I’m still feeling the after effects. My bottom is very tender which is just the way I like it, but it’s also just starting to get that itchy feeling that drives me crazy! Oh noes.

I blame the itchiness on the vigorous spanking Dan (www.spankingblog.com) gave me as well as certain implements he used. I especially blame the lexan paddle. Or maybe it was the Vermont bath brush. It could have also been the rubber paddle. Aw heck, it was probably all of them since they were all used so thoroughly on my bottom.

I also blame the fact that my spankings lately have been short and sweet. You’d think that would be enough to keep my bottom in shape, but obviously it’s not. I blame my tough bottom for that. It needs a lot of spanking to keep it in tip top shape. That’s my theory anyway.

Dan obviously thinks so, too, considering that spanking I got!

The whole thing started when we began sorting out our toys for reorganization. Dan can’t handle a toy without wanting to use it on my bottom, which means he was sorting out the toys while I was on the bed with my bottom up in the air for testing purposes.

Dan would pick up a toy, look it over, and then try it out on my eager bottom. I have to admit, some toys I was more eager about than others, but I figured you have to take the good with the bad. Some are so bad, they’re evil. The aluminum cane is evil…totally evil. Also, very memorable.

The testing phase of the evening went on until we’d sorted through all the toys and my bottom was feeling slightly tenderized. Dan picked out a few favorites and set them aside so they’d be handy. We then took a break for a drink before getting down to business.

First, Dan took me over his knee for a warmup with the bath brush. He followed that up with some brisk hairbrush spanking that had me whimpering in no time. That hairbrush packs a lot of sting!

Then he had me lie face-down on the bed with two pillows under my hips so my bottom made a very spankable target. Dan used quite a few of our toys and after a bit, I lost track of which ones he’d used. He’d give me a few swats with a heavy paddle, then use a toy like one of the whips or a riding crop for sting. He really likes those heavy paddles because he says they really get my attention. I think a two foot long acrylic paddle is likely to get almost anyone’s attention!

I did a lot of whining during the spanking, but that was nothing compared to the complaining I began when he attached a couple of clothespins to my tender bits. Dan attached one clothespin to one pussy lip and then another to the opposite side.

At first I squeaked and then I got much louder when he began spanking me again. Each spank caused the pins to brush against the bed under me and that wasn’t a sensation I was used to. It didn’t help that he’d reach down and play with them every swat or so.

Btw, how do you handle all those clothespins, Kaya???

Eventually Dan took the clothespins off and I remembered why they’re so much fun. Owwww! Geez. It almost makes you want to put them back on….but then sanity returns.

After a little more paddling and whipping, Dan finally rolled me over and had his way with me. I loved every minute of it. It was so good I almost didn’t mind when he remembered his clothespins and clipped them to my nipples. I think he just likes the way I buck and yelp when he does that.

I guess after all of that, it’s no surprise my bottom is a bit tender now. I’m kinda hoping it’ll last. If not, I may have to suggest we reorganize the toy box again. *wink*

I just finished the last of the chocolate from this Valentine that Dan (www.spankingblog.com) gave me last month and I wanted to post a pic of it. I couldn’t believe it when I saw what he’d done with this box of chocolates. Those are little paddles in the pockets! He found the paddles in a paddleball game set in the same department as the chocolates btw. I just love it!

The paddles are too small to be used for spanking toys, but they’re so cute as decoration. Besides, I’m sure I’ll find a use for them. Maybe I should let Yoda have one! Ha!

I’m still relaxing and as part of that, I’ve been doing a little shopping and I’ve found some fun spanko goodies. I’m hoping Dan will try them out on my bottom so I can give a full report on their effectiveness.

Okay, so maybe buying interesting pervertables in the craft store is really just another excuse to get a spanking and not just about being able to share my finds with my friends here. But no one here is complaining! I’m sure not. *grin*

After a long stretch of being incredibly busy with different projects, I’m taking a little time to relax and re-energize. Because of all the recent activity, Dan has had to keep a tally of all my supposed transgressions instead of dealing with them as they happen. He keeps telling me the time of reckoning is coming.

I think my bottom is in peril.

Of course, my bottom being in peril is a normal for me. Once I’m all rested up, I’m going to be more than ready for a good long spanking session. For now, Dan’s still able to give me a quick swat here and a pinch there so I’m not too desperate yet. Yet.

Once the day of reckoning arrives, I’ll be back on track and I’ll be sure to blog all about it. I can hardly wait!

I have to admit, a good spank always gets my attention, too. Since this is a vintage image, I guess it’s not anything new either. *grin*

This bunny hood was one of my Christmas presents and I just think it’s too cool. I don’t know why, I just do! I also thought it was appropriate for this pic of me and one of my Peeps.

I’m not usually a big fan of those marshmallowy sugar bombs, but when I spotted a package of these super pink bunnies tonight, I couldn’t resist. (I blame it on a hormonal imbalance btw.) I resisted opening the package at first, but I finally gave in. I was enjoying the soft, sugary goodness and without thinking (because I was on a super sugar high), I wondered into Dan’s office.

Dan doesn’t like being tempted by sweets so wandering into his room with sugar all over my lips and Peep bunny ears hanging out of my mouth wasn’t a good idea. When he reminded me I wasn’t supposed to bring sweets in to tempt him, I shoved the last of the bunny into my mouth and said, “Okay, it’s gone.”

That’s what I tried to say anyway; it’s hard to talk with your mouth full of marshmallow goo.

Dan didn’t appreciate that at all and somehow I ended up over his lap with him tugging my pants down. He keeps the miniature varnished oar paddle handy for moments like that and began spanking me vigorously with it. That thing stings!

I think it’s all that varnish it’s coated with. It also doesn’t help that the handle is long enough to give him some serious swing action. Not that it really matters, I just know that every swat stings like crazy! A spanking with that paddle always gets my attention. Always!

Of course, the oar paddle is one of Dan’s favorites. Not only is it a highly effective implement intensity-wise, it doesn’t require too much work on his part. That’s why he keeps it within reach from his computer chair. I know that, but I still manage to get an awful lot of spankings with that paddle. You’d think I’d learn, but I never do. Heh.

Back to the spanking; it didn’t take a lot of swats from that little oar to get me squealing and kicking. As usual, Dan took my reaction as a good sign and stepped up the spanking. He had a good grip on me so I couldn’t get away, all I could do was complain. I always do a good job of that. I couldn’t help it though. That paddle is pure sting.

Dan finally let me up, but not before finishing me off with several extra hard swats. I hopped up and ran for the door while trying to tug my pants up. He took the opportunity to get in a few parting swats. As soon as I was out of arms reach, I stood there rubbing my bottom and wondering how I could replace that paddle with something of my own liking. Nothing came to mind so I went back to my computer and my Peeps.

That’s when I decided to take a picture of myself in my new hood. After all, it’s the bunnies that got me in trouble in the first place.

I keep planning to put up pics of my new toys but I never seem to get around to it. But since I’ve sort of got a bunny theme going tonight, here’s the plug Dan gave me to go with the hood.

Isn’t it pretty? We haven’t used it yet, but I have plans. I just can’t decide what lingerie would go with a bunny hood and tail. Yes, I know, bunnies don’t wear lingerie, but I do!

I almost forgot to mention where Dan found these goodies, in case anyone is interested. Bunny hood and bunny tail plug can both be found at JT’s Stockroom.

Happy Valetine’s Day to all you lovely spankos out there! We’re having a quiet day here since we decided to beat the crowds and do our celebrating early. We had a nice little romantic getaway that included champagne, strawberries, and a jacuzzi. Which lead to a little spanking and lots of love.

It was lovely! Dan even brought my favorite rose paddle! Yum. I couldn’t have asked for a better time. Now I just have to come back down from the cloud of bliss I’ve been floating on…ahhhhhh. *grin*

This is just what I need to complete my Valentine’s Day outfit! I had no idea they made candy tassles until I stumbled across them while browsing the Valentine goodies at Extreme Restraints. Oh yum!

We’re still breaking in the new toys and I’m making plans for a spanking good romantic getaway for us. I can’t wait! We’ve been fighting the usual winter sniffles and trying to get our energy levels back up. The way I’m feeling right now, Dan’s going to need all the energy he can gather up. I need a good spanking mixed with some sweet romance. It’s a good thing I’ve already got the candy garters ready to go.

Dan, of course, is selecting the perfect toys to take along. That’s his department! Although I’d like to pass along a request right now. Pssst! Dan, sweetie, please bring my favorite pretty rose paddle. Pleeeease! Don’t know if that will help but a girl’s gotta try!

Speaking of toys, I think I made one small error when ordering his holiday goodies in December. We have our share of bath brushes but for some reason, I’d never bought one of the staples of spanking world; the Vermont Country Store bath brush. So what did I do, silly spanko that I am? I ordered one, of course. And my bottom has been regretting it since.

When I opened the package and pulled that much hyped bath brush out, I thought to myself, “Is this what all the fuss is about? Are they kidding?”

It felt much too light and it seemed fairly harmless. Oh well, what’s a girl to do? Christmas Eve I wrapped it up and put it in Dan’s stocking. I didn’t expect much out of that gift so I was pleasantly surprised when Dan unwrapped it and was quite happy with his gift. I figured if nothing else, that was enough.

I kept thinking that for the next few minutes, right up until that evil thing made its first contact with my bottom. At first I was surprised by the initial burn of those early swats, but as Dan settled in and got used to swinging it, I became downright dismayed. He set my bottom on fire with that thing! Ouchie, ouchie, ouchie!

I was wrong. All those folks who said to beware of that bath brush were not kidding! I don’t know if it’s the wood or the length of the handle that gives the spanker the ability to wield it with such blazing precision or what, but it’s evil. Truly, truly evil. What’s worse is that it fooled me. Hmph!

Now I’m worried that I should’ve bought two so we’d always have a back up. Sorry, but it seems I’m far more greedy than I am sensible at times. What can I say? I need a good spanking! *grin*