You know you are in trouble when

When do you get that feeling in your stomach? When I say that feeling I mean the feeling that some people call butterflies, others call sinking in the pit of the stomach. Is it when you hear the words "march yourself downstairs right now". Could it be the dreaded " Drop your pants and bend over" Or is it simply when they get that look on their face or pick up an implement.

For me it can be any/all of the above. Or it can simply be if I hold an implement and know I will hand it to him later for hisuse. For some people that feeling is a feeling of dread for others like myself it is more a feeling of anticipation.

When he is going to spank me he always has that certain look in his eye as he reaches for my arm or shoulder to steer me to where I will be getting spanked. Sometimes I go oh so willingly, but others I will be squirmy or fussy. It doesn't change the inevitable, except that if I am mouthy or too fussy it may make the spanking longer or harder. That is what makes it fun to do sometimes. It is a matter of walking that line between the lighter and harder spanking. It varies what will bring on that harder spanking. Sometimes I get a harder spanking than I was trying for, but that is the risk I run. If I say I don't want one I won't get one though. So that being said if I don't say that, I will get what he feels I have coming!

I also know I'm in real trouble and the spanking is going to be a hard one when he pins my legs down. I guess he doesn't want to get his hand kicked, or maybe he is just looking out for my welfare and doesn't want to accidentally hit a wildly flailing foot.

It's been awhile

So I have been told that I have been very naught in neglecting my posting duties. I'm afraid this is true I keep letting other things get in the way.

I was going to post in January about "the first spanking" of the year.
We went to a movie and on the way we were discussing spankings and the first one of the year. He decided that I should get one smack for each day of the year with extras for any day that I might be naught. He figured there would be quite a few of those, for some odd reason.

I can't imagine how he could even think I might be naughty, but you know how men are, they just think we are naughty all the time. I guess that is so they can spank us poor sweet innocent women!

Ah well I did get my spanking when we got home. There was the hand which is a nice experience, although lately I wonder if he sneaks in a board in place of his hand. I guess I'm getting wimpy. I wasn't as wimpy in January though, so I also got a few straps and of course one or two hair brushes. He also used the evil blue thing, although I have heard other more colorful names for this implement. All in all it was very satisfying though my bottom was very tingly when he was finished.