My life had been raped. All I had left was a pile of money and my freedom after years of confinement with one man since being a teenager. I wanted to run away and hide, lick my wounds from the humiliation, the pain, loss, hurt and above all the anger.
For the last three days, we have gotten lots of rain. It has kept me from getting on with my gardening projects, and every day the dog and I came home wet and dirty from the riding club. I guess that is what made me moody and sullen so I forgot my manners and behavior.
For years, I fantasized about a little spanking. But I always felt like it would ruin the whole thing if I had to ask. I would lose the breathless shock of being spanked.
I am 40 years old and have been married to my husband for 18 years, we dated 2 years before that. When we first met he was very jealous and demanding but very sweet and good to me. I remember I was driving soon after we met and I made a wrong turn and he pinched me. I got mad at him and he just laughed it off.
Hi PK: What a great idea! Wednesday reposting day. I have only been reading your blog since December or late November, so these posts will be brand new for me.
Once a week, Daily Intelligencer takes a peek behind doors left slightly ajar. I awake to my alarm buzzing and Husband not in bed next to me. I watch Husband as he tries to get in a few minutes of quality time with Little.
I just returned from Blogher. This annual writing conference ,focusing on women's contribution to the web, took place in San Francisco. I had a blast. I adored the panels, networking and the free corporate swag, but the highlight of the trip was hanging out with the girls.
First of all, for spanking there needs to be consent. So it took me quite some time to figure out, but I really need a man to lead me. Most men in my life before meeting mark would not do this, however.