The Joy of Sting

Some thoughts on how spanking is a pleasure for me and how I desire to receive it.

Some thoughts on being a submissive for a powerful Master.

Some thoughts on being a powerful woman who is honored to be present and available to a powerful man.

Open-hand spanking is my preference. Powerful hand on bare skin. The sensation of flesh-on-flesh is enticing. Knowing the strength of the one to whom I choose to submit is providing that sting … makes me wet and releases and erotic energy that is delicious and powerful. I am humbled, opened up and empowered all at the same time.

Over the knee? Oh my yes.
Bent over chair or coach? Of course!
Bent over table? Yes, please.
Suspended? If you are really good at it, yes.
In stockade? Yes, if I trust you deeply and this is what you desire, yes.
Hands tied? Your choice.
Soft floggers? Yes, please.

The following is what I do not like / enjoy / or presently wish to experience during a spanking. I am always willing to try something once, though, so do not read this as a ‘no’. If I trust you, I will yield to your desire that I try something new.

Belts, Boards, Hair brushes or Paddles? No. My parents used those on my behind to discipline me and I have no desire to think about them when I’m hoping a spanking leads to sex, lovemaking, fucking, further sexual training, etc.
Whips? No.
Canes? Currently an absolute ‘no’. See paragraph above, though. If this is an absolute kink of yours and you are my Master, I will experience it once under your care because I trust you and we can discover if my no changes.
Cat 9? Same as above. Although … pretty sure this is always gonna be a no.

Please don’t use spankings to punish me. Ever. Spanking provides me with a deep emotional connection, a relaxing of my mind and body, and a yielding of something to you inside I cannot even name. Don’t punish me this way. I know for some it is a joyous kinky punishment and I am glad you enjoy it. Not for me.

If you must ‘punish’ me and associate it with spanking – then withhold the spanking. Simple. And pure torture. Trust me, withholding a spanking that we’ve planned on and I was looking forward to, yeah, huge punishment. And, hopefully, this will only be used sparingly as punishment because I intend to be very, very good and not require punishment. You will be delighted with how deeply and genuinely I love serving you.

My pain / pleasure play is linked. Punishment feels shaming. Within BDSM and outside of BDSM, I find shame to be counterproductive to growth and intimacy and certainly counterproductive to one’s self-esteem and self-improvement. I am sensitive to the fact that some people find humiliation a kink they like to experience and I respect that. But it is not for me.

I am not a slave. I am a submissive with some slave tendencies (!) but I have limits which are healthy for my heart, my mind, my spirit and my body.

I am strong willed and yet I yield with grace and surrender with deep purity and without motive. Or maybe its better said: my motive is to genuinely and deeply serve, surrender and bring the deepest possible mental, emotional, spiritual and physical pleasure to my Master.

Though I wish to be sheltered and protected, held safely and ‘controlled’ firmly, I am powerful and know how to love and give with grace and unswerving dedication. Its not an unhealthy, simpering service I give. The core of my surrender is fueled with intense power crafted throughout a lifetime of overcoming trauma, adversity and a lot of crap! I can hold my own like a lioness defending her young. I can relax and yield like a newborn lamb in need of nurturing care. I can seduce and pleasure like a wanton woman uncaged and in full erotic wisdom. I can be a canvas for your pleasure, every hole a place of service and every stroke one that brings peace and magnificent fiery response for us both.

I am a wise counselor and intensely intelligent and creative consultant.

I care not just because you are my Master or ‘the Dom’. I care because its who I am. I love people because people are amazing and worthy of love and adoration.

To be the object of my adoration and love is not to have a cloying, insecure submissive begging (unless that’s part of our play!) to get from you what should be part of my inner strength as an individual. It means I believe in you, I have your back. I know you will have bad days and I need to step up on those days and offer you strength in whatever way best serves you and pleases you as a dominant man and Master. Do you need your face stroked and for me to look deep into your eyes and tell you how magnificent I experience you to be? Do you need me to quietly sit at your feet and just be with you? Do you want a massage? Do you want your cock worshipped because you are a man and your cock should be worshipped, not just because I’m ‘your’ submissive or you are my ‘Master’?

I am more than a submissive woman who loves having her ass spanked liberally and frequently.

And …

I really really really really love having my ass spanked. 🙂

My last regular Dom (versus occasional play partners) said he noticed spanking was like Xanax for me. I have social anxiety in crowds that I manage well when I have to be in a crowd … but I’m also really good at avoiding crowd situations! His job required us to do fairly regular socializing. We were going out one night and we’d just had an intense play and training session prior to leaving. He said he noticed how calm and relaxed I seemed all evening and that I didn’t seek him out as much (that evening) for reassuring touches or the reassurance of his presence when we would temporarily get separated during around-the-room visiting. Without telling me of his post-spanking observation, he made sure we had another spanking session before our next social event and noted the same effects on me. He tried it a third time to be sure there were no coincidences and found the same calming effect spanking had on me prior to busy crowd situations.

Until my Master told me of the three post-spanking scenarios above, I had no idea the amount of mental and emotional calm a spanking brought me. I just knew it was a huge turn-on and a lovely part of experiencing a man’s power and domination.

I suspect spanking releases calming hormones in my brain and body and the part of me that gets overexcited and uptight in social situations is naturally medicated with the post spanking euphoria!

Makes my pussy get wet and ass sting in anticipation just thinking about it …

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5 thoughts on “The Joy of Sting

  1. missagathaarmstrong

    spanking like Xanex ! too too funny. i confess to never refusing a spanking, cane, whips, my personal horror is the crop, but He enjoys it. The cane i was very wary of… but then i am a pain slut as well as a slave. In boarding school i regularly got the cane by teachers and head istress and the slipper which was kept on the only hot radiator in school in Matrons room. Hot rubber slippper is probably my limit as i remember it as horrid – but it never did seem to deter me from daily mischief. xxx

    i so love love love the way you write… you make me giggle so much – and i love that you might just like to be spanked – once in a while!!!!!!!…..

    much love dear wonderuf You x

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