Bend over and expect the best as the spanking bloggers lower the boom. Whether for punishment, play or pay, they bare all to keep their bottoms pink and their writing fresh. Spankings resound through domesticity, photo shoots and fiction ... and no one should be surprised to find so much evidence of le vice anglais coming from the UK.
Cut a switch and meet Jefferson behind the shed after the jump.
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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson
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Spanking 101: Your First Spanking
A mutually enjoyable spanking experience requires a little bit of forethought and planning. Yes, I know it's not as exciting as a spontaneous spanking session, but if this first one goes well, there might be plenty more to follow. It's OK to talk about these topics. Really! No one can read minds, and if you want your partner to understand what you're thinking, you must share those thoughts and ideas.
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He spanked with the cane, and alternately with his hand, he fingered me, he slid lube up and all over my pussy and ass and fingered me until I couldn't stand it. He entered me, he slipped the vibrator into me, he teased both my ass and my pussy with his fingers, the vibrator, and his cock, all the while spanking me with his hand or the cane and warning me to be quiet.
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He did not hold back; he was clearly disappointed in my choice to blatantly blow off his instructions. He strapped me for a good long time, actually holding me down through most of it, I kicked screamed, cried and swore, but his did not stop his efforts. I think that he had decided during the long van ride home that if this DD thing was going to work for us, it was going to have to be a very "real" spanking for something of this nature. And yes, I got a VERY real spanking.
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"We've been having words about you, Mr. Lennox and I," Mrs. Farquarson's voice was shrill and mocking. "In his opinion what you need, my girl, is a sound spanking to set you to rights . . . "
"Oh, Mummy, no!" Louisa's face and neck turned crimson with petrified shame. Her lower lip trembled as if she were about to burst into tears.
". . . and who better to spank you than Mr. Lennox!" she concluded,a cruel smile flickering on her thin lips.
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Confessions and Congratulations
The arrangement is that at a convenient (preferably post-princess bedtime) time once a week, on a day of my choosing, I will put on my black tennis skirt, a short t-shirt and (if I want) socks. No underclothes. I will then choose an implement, and go to Chris and ask him to give me a spanking sometime that evening (all preferably before it's terribly late at night). We will then go about our routine until he's ready to give me the spanking, which (he says) will be with me over his knee in the family room while he sits in one of the dining room wooden chairs.
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I've spent a great deal of time over the last two days over Thomas' knee with my bottom in the air and his leg pinning my thighs down to stop me from escaping. He'll start with a hand spanking, gradually building me up until muffled squeaks start emitting from the pillows, and then reach for the brush and stroke it, oh-so-lightly, over my flushed and tingling flesh, before starting to smack me with it. The sting is cool and silky, and pleasant until he starts to vary the speed, because several rapid swats in succession always makes me lose control.
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