This blog is a real life account of our journey into the wonderful world of Spankings between consenting adults only.
I thought that if, by chance, someone else felt the same way, then they’d be a dirty old man with a grubby overcoat and bulging eyes.
The way I saw it, homosexuals had their closet and I had mine.
It’s just that you’ve been crying, and I think that in the morning, the judge and the jury will be more impressed with your exquisitely beautiful face if your eyes aren’t puffy and you don’t look like you’ve been crying.
It's actually not as wild as you'd think.
The first time I asked a guy to spank me in bed, he suggested I double up on my therapy sessions.
But as much as she may deserve it, I recommend uppercutting your girlfriend for a number of reasons.
For that matter, even if she report you to the police, they’d never take her seriously, which will further embarrass her.
I didn’t choose to be kinky in this way, any more than a man or woman chooses to be straight or gay.
As a man, though, it’s a little different — we’re not supposed to hurt women, we’re supposed to protect them.
I was 30 years old and for the first time in my life I was going to tell a girlfriend that I wanted to spank her. And I knew that telling her might mean the immediate death of our relationship, but I also knew we’d never be perfect together unless I looked into her pretty blue eyes and told this sweet, innocent, beautiful woman that I had a spanking fetish.
Let me clarify something: I’m not “into” spanking the way you might be “into” Celine Dion or “The Bourne Identity.” Spanking is a part of my psyche, an essential element of my sexuality.