<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790</id><updated>2011-12-21T19:57:13.227-08:00</updated><category term='porn'/><category term='creampie'/><category term='spanking'/><category term='kink'/><category term='office sex'/><title type='text'>thoughts of a sub girl living in a vanilla world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-3947454124839302801</id><published>2010-05-15T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T00:39:09.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creampie'/><title type='text'>Feeling pretty darn good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S-5PJh3roZI/AAAAAAAAALc/7VDzSQ7QCFI/s1600/santapee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471397622431064466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S-5PJh3roZI/AAAAAAAAALc/7VDzSQ7QCFI/s400/santapee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;What is the best feeling in the world you ask...in my humble opinion it is laying here with a warm bottom and the old mans cum leaking out of my pussy...the only thing that could improve it is if he was ready for round two(i am REALLY hoping i am going to get a round two) and he got out the toy bag...i wouldn't mind not even a little bit if he put on of the plugs to use while we are both on our computers...it would keep me nice and horny until he wants to go again....god it had been way too long...and for a minute i thought it may not happen tonight...we came home from an outing with the kids and i fell asleep playing on the computer...and then i was woken up in a most wonderful fashion...being spanked....after a nice hard long spanking which put tears in my eyes he started fucking me doggy style...i couldn't tell you how many times i came......ok he is coming back to bed...gonna post this up and hopefully later tonight or tomorrow i will be able to finish telling you about round 1 and then tell you about rounds 2-6...hee hee...time to go be a brat and earn a spanking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-3947454124839302801?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/3947454124839302801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/05/feeling-pretty-darn-good.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/3947454124839302801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/3947454124839302801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/05/feeling-pretty-darn-good.html' title='Feeling pretty darn good'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S-5PJh3roZI/AAAAAAAAALc/7VDzSQ7QCFI/s72-c/santapee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-5413580190966260044</id><published>2010-04-06T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:32:21.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Laid Plans........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S7wlPO60UrI/AAAAAAAAALU/pIzRgpfNZnA/s1600/drawplanet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457277792099259058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S7wlPO60UrI/AAAAAAAAALU/pIzRgpfNZnA/s400/drawplanet2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Best Laid Plans of Mice and Men Often Go Astray...I had grand intentions of blogging more regularly, reading the blogs i enjoy more regularly and getting laid more regularly...the last being the priority of course...after the last year was so tough it was nice to be able to have a few weeks of "regular" ...and then ANOTHER family member became ill and needed 2 surgeries...it has been hell all over again...it seems like tings are starting to settle down on that front...i may even get laid this week...god i hope so...i am about as horny as i have ever been...in fact i am going to say good night and go read some blogs and watch some vids before i fall into bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-5413580190966260044?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/5413580190966260044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/04/best-laid-plans.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5413580190966260044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5413580190966260044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/04/best-laid-plans.html' title='Best Laid Plans........'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S7wlPO60UrI/AAAAAAAAALU/pIzRgpfNZnA/s72-c/drawplanet2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-7307117844699565685</id><published>2010-03-04T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:27:20.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>droppin loads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S5CV10H87WI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Fs6x1JEPD-Q/s1600-h/santapee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445016701248531810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S5CV10H87WI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Fs6x1JEPD-Q/s400/santapee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S5CVGhStKWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sq4D1nOBYcw/s1600-h/xmas-in-bama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 95px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445015888739510626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S5CVGhStKWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sq4D1nOBYcw/s400/xmas-in-bama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;Look at me still blogging reasonably often...it isn't every day but whateva...so i am not sure what is up with the old man and me so i am not even going to talk about it...but on the way over to his house tonight i was listening to the playboy radio station again(my new habit when traveling to his house) and the topic for the evening was where do you like to shoot your load for the men and where to you like to receive his load for the ladies...the popular answer seemed to be on the woman's face and tits...now i do love a good facial every now and then...mostly when i am most submissive and get off on the "humiliation factor" especially if i am told not to clean up for some time...i will swallow if instructed to do so...not because i enjoy the taste but because i like to please the old man...plus well bred ladies don't spit...but there is nothing better than getting a nice cream pie...i am sure you know by now i am willing to do almost anything to receive a cream pie from the old man...so that isn't anything new to you...i guess my question is for the guys...when you are that close to cumming wouldn't it feel best to finish off in her?...i have to think that would feel better than the satisfaction of seeing your load shoot all over a nice sluts face...i mean obviously if you are getting sucked off a facial is a good ending...but there were guys calling in saying their fav was to fuck a nice pussy and right before they cum pull out and move to shoot their load on her face...to me that doesn't sound very good...i know if i had to stop fucking right before i came to change positions or something it would completely kill the orgasm...so i would love to hear some of your opinions...where do you enjoy for the load to end up and am i wrong about pulling out to give her a facial...is it actually better feeling for a man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-7307117844699565685?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/7307117844699565685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/03/droppin-loads.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/7307117844699565685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/7307117844699565685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/03/droppin-loads.html' title='droppin loads'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S5CV10H87WI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Fs6x1JEPD-Q/s72-c/santapee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-8991284901415967505</id><published>2010-03-02T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:53:21.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S43a3tNFhOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hOmflMGLTkw/s1600-h/bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444248175122941154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S43a3tNFhOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hOmflMGLTkw/s400/bb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So i have absolutely nothing to report about last night because nothing happened...i am a tad confused as to why...he had to go out on a few calls but still i was expecting something...i am going to go clean something...maybe i will blog later...sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-8991284901415967505?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/8991284901415967505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/03/nothing-to-report.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8991284901415967505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8991284901415967505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/03/nothing-to-report.html' title='nothing to report'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S43a3tNFhOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hOmflMGLTkw/s72-c/bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-9055706105476956164</id><published>2010-03-01T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:00:08.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna be a good night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4x--AFk7WI/AAAAAAAAAKc/zVVq33sEpP0/s1600-h/xmas-in-bama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 111px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443865653224467810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4x--AFk7WI/AAAAAAAAAKc/zVVq33sEpP0/s400/xmas-in-bama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;So i think i am going to get over to the old man's tonight...he has had a rough weekend so i am not getting my hopes up as to what will occur after the kids go to bed...i am sure something will occur(unless he gets called out on work since he is on call tonight) but if i dont get my hopes up then i will be satisfied with whatever i get...there was a time when things were much less complicated in our lives and we were able to spend at least 5 if not 7 nights a week with each other...it was very very rare that i not get laid every night...to go from that to this where we each have so much other crap going on that we are lucky to get one night a week just sucks...it makes me feel like we need our play more planned out to make sure we both get the things we like the most in the little time we have...where before it was much more spontaneous...if he felt like using a belt he did because we knew he could use his hand or flogger or whatever the next night...now i find myself silently hoping "oh i hope he uses the flogger tonight" or "i hope he ties me up tonight" or "i hope he bites my neck and shoulders while fucking me doggystyle" because i dont know when the next time we will play will be...he always gets his anal and 95% of the time we start out with me sucking him off so i know his basics are covered but i worry about making sure his needs are taken care of 100% of the time when we do actually get to play so it wont be as hard on him when we dont get to play...so i try to plan how we play out a little more which does make it feel more like a chore(a fucking awesome chore) and less spontaneous...i am a planner anyways...it is how i am in every aspect of my life...so if i have a big evening planned and it ends up being a very nice but normal evening i get all butt hurt...i have to learn to roll with the punches more...oh well...anyways i am sure the old man will give me something to blog about tomorrow so i am going to go take a shower and go see him...i leave you with something i borrowed from a friends blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Nervous habits: i am a nervous talker...when i am nervous i talk and talk and talk not really making any sense&lt;br /&gt;Are you double jointed: my thumbs are...pretty useless joint to be double jointed in.&lt;br /&gt;Can you roll your tongue: yes and the nerd in me is going to inform you that rolling your tongue is a genetic trait.&lt;br /&gt;Can you raise one eyebrow at a time: .not really and i just made some funny faces trying...however i can do the elivs lip thing where you raise one side of your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Can you blow spit bubbles: depends what is in my mouth at the time ;)&lt;br /&gt;Can you cross your eyes: yes i can&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos: not yet...there have been times i wanted one but i always figured odds were good i would end up regretting it...i will probably wait until i am putting my kids names on my body to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Piercing: sadly i am allergic to any kind of metal so i cant have any piercings...i really think i would enjoy some of the less publicly visible ones&lt;br /&gt;Do you make your bed daily: not pristinely but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;CLOTHES&lt;br /&gt;Which shoe goes on first: which ever one i found first&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of shoes, have you ever thrown one at anyone: not yet but i have a list of people who deserve it&lt;br /&gt;On the average, how much money do you carry: just enough to make it not worth anyone's while to mug me.&lt;br /&gt;What jewelry do you wear 24/7: since i am allergic none...jeesh keep up.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite piece of clothing: i love my hoodie that is 2 sizes bigger than i normally wear...i love snuggling up in it...of course i live in the desert so i get to do that for about 2 months a year.&lt;br /&gt;FOOD&lt;br /&gt;Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it: why isnt there a "slurp" option?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever eaten Spam: nope and i wont...i am not and adventurous eater...if it looks weird, smells funny, or i don't know all of the ingredients i am not gonna eat it...although the last one is because i have a few really serious food allergies&lt;br /&gt;Do you use extra salt on your food: only on my potatoes or eggs.&lt;br /&gt;How many cereals in your cabinet: none...i am not a fan of cereal&lt;br /&gt;What’s your favorite beverage: well if you are asking what i drink the most of it is water...i drink a lot every day...but a couple times a week i will have a can of rootbeer.&lt;br /&gt;What’s your favorite fast food restaurant, depends on my mood...burger kings burgers are probably the best and i like wendy's chicken the best.&lt;br /&gt;Do you cook: amazingly...it is the one area i never have any self doubt&lt;br /&gt;GROOMING&lt;br /&gt;How often do you brush your teeth: once a week?...seriously does anyone answer this question with an answer saying any less than once a day?...i brush them as often as my mouth feels icky which means when i wake up, and after i have smoked too many cigs and honestly i dont always do the before bed time brushing but my official answer is "enough"&lt;br /&gt;Hair drying method: towel...my hair is very clown like unless i dry it with a towel and immediately put a lot of product in it and tame it...so for me it works best to not blow dry it...well it really works best to use a flat iron and straighten it all pretty like but i dont have the time for that&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever colored/highlighted your hair: i am so blond i have considered using dye on my eye brows so it looks like i have some...that being said i have gone auburn and i think it looks pretty good on me but i cant handle the upkeep&lt;br /&gt;MANNERS&lt;br /&gt;Do you swear: only on days ending in y&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever spit: well bred young ladies dont spit and i apply that to anything that enters my mouth&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE&lt;br /&gt;Animal: the beast that the old man turns into when he is in need of some anal from me.&lt;br /&gt;Food: ice cream is pretty damn good anytime anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Month: it used to be December because that is when i take my yearly trip to see all my old friends but after the last year of my life my favorite month is any month in which the fates or the gods or goddesses or the powers that be don't kick me in the teeth&lt;br /&gt;Day: any day i can make it through the day with out too much drama and the cherry on top would be getting to spend time with the old man.&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon: south park&lt;br /&gt;Shoe brand: .Nike...i learned it was worth the money to buy really good shoes when you are on your feet as much as i am&lt;br /&gt;Subject in school: i was best at math...i just have a brain that can pick up mathematical equations by seeing an example once....but i had the most fun in chorus&lt;br /&gt;Color: blue&lt;br /&gt;Sport: is porn a sport?&lt;br /&gt;TV shows: depends on my mood...i think my overall favorite is Sons of Anarchy...after that i like the other FX dramas-Rescue Me &amp;amp; Nip/Tuck...basically i am not too into sci-fi except for torchwood and i will watch almost anything else&lt;br /&gt;Thing to do in the spring: fuck&lt;br /&gt;Thing to do in the summer: fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Thing to do in the autumn: fuck&lt;br /&gt;Thing to do in the winter: fuck in front of a fireplace&lt;br /&gt;IN AND AROUND&lt;br /&gt;In the CD player: pink&lt;br /&gt;Person you talk most on the phone with: depends on the day&lt;br /&gt;Reading: christine feehan book.&lt;br /&gt;Do you regularly check yourself out in store windows/mirrors: nope...i barely look in the mirror before i leave the house&lt;br /&gt;What color is your bedroom: white...boring huh?&lt;br /&gt;Do you use an alarm clock: not really...i used to be a night owl who could sleep all day...lately no matter what time i go to bed i am up between 5 and 7.&lt;br /&gt;Window seat or aisle: window...i dont want to have to get up and down because the fool next to me has a bladder the size of a peanut&lt;br /&gt;DUMB&lt;br /&gt;What’s your sleeping position: all over...i am a restless sleeper...unless i am in the old mans bed then i am on my side hanging on for dear life to prevent getting pushed out of the bed by the bed hog.&lt;br /&gt;Even in hot weather do you use a blanket: nope...i used to until i moved to the desert now a sheet has to make do&lt;br /&gt;Do you snore: no and anyone who says i do is a liar&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleepwalk: nope but i like to sleep fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Do you talk in your sleep: no and anyone who says i do they are an even bigger LIAR .&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: n ot unless the old man counts as one&lt;br /&gt;How about with the light on: more often than not i fall asleep reading so yes the light is on.&lt;br /&gt;Do you fall asleep with the TV or radio on: nope i always read before bed...it helps me unwind&lt;br /&gt;Last interesting person you met: my moms doctor...she really is a cool lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-9055706105476956164?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/9055706105476956164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/03/gonna-be-good-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/9055706105476956164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/9055706105476956164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/03/gonna-be-good-night.html' title='gonna be a good night'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4x--AFk7WI/AAAAAAAAAKc/zVVq33sEpP0/s72-c/xmas-in-bama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-8108015537728778091</id><published>2010-02-27T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:07:11.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd complain if i was hung with a new rope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4oKGXs8iSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/I0KmzrP__qY/s1600-h/SantaPlane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443174204188690722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4oKGXs8iSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/I0KmzrP__qY/s400/SantaPlane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4oH4lhaiqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Fth0E4yn_uk/s1600-h/bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443171768356997794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4oH4lhaiqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Fth0E4yn_uk/s400/bb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So i had my night with the old man last night...it was good BUT i didn't get as much sex as i thought i was going to...i had sent him emails though out the week telling him i basically wanted to get fucked all night long...i also asked him what he wanted me to do...he instructed me to bring my toys(i am not sure why since he has much better toys) and to wear my hair in pig tails...i had family obligations for most of the day so i didn't get over there til after 8...and on the way over i made sure i was listening to the playboy radio show figuring i might as well be hot and bothered when i got there...i was in a short denim skirt, cute panties, a sheer blouse, a black tank top(very low cut), and a red bra...the tank top was so low that the red bra was very visible through the sheer blouse...which i was a little self conscious of with the kids being there but i figured(hoped) that they would just think it was a red tank top...so the kids were up and about for a bit after i got there...so i had to sit up straight and be patient...the skirt was pretty short so if i had laid on the bed when they were in the room they would have gotten a nice view of my barely there pretty panties...so i sat up and chatted with them until they went to bed...then i laid down and was messin around on the computer while he sat at his desk and did the same...i of course was waiting for him to rip my clothes off of me and get down to it...i don't know if he does this to make me crazy or if he wants to make sure the kids are deep asleep or what but he basically ignored me for a while...he then went to get in the shower...so of course i was thinking "ok here we go" when he came back in the room he sat back at the computer again...i was doing my best to be patient or at least make him think i was being patient...so i started catching up on all the blogs i enjoy reading and hadn't been able to lately...of course the blogs i read are all of a sexual nature so i was just getting hornier and hornier and was rubbing my bottom or clit here and there and had 2 little O's...he finally came and laid down on the bed behind me and lifted my skirt to rub my bottom...i was expecting some rubbing and necking and petting...so it was a wonderful surprise when he pulled my panties to the side and slide his cock into me...i came in about 15 seconds...his cock just fills me so good...after fucking for a bit like that he got up told me to get naked and walked over to his toy bag...i mentioned i had lube in my toy bag--not wanting him to try to use the plugs with out lube...he told me he had his own...i tried to see what size plug he grabbed but he wouldn't let me see...so of course i knew it was the biggest one...and i tried so hard to take it...i finally called uncle and he told me it was almost in but i couldn't take it anymore...so he tried a little more but i was pretty insistent on him stopping...so he did and started to walk over to get a smaller one and i asked which one he used and he told me the biggest...i am pretty sure i called him a bastard...so he got the small plug and used it...even though i say it was the small one let me tell you it was big...once it was in i received a spanking and came all over again...then the old man started fucking me...feeling the plug and his cock at the same time was just plain heaven...i don't know how many times i came before he told me to get on my back and fucked me with my legs over his shoulders...he pulled out and pulled the plug out only to replace it with his cock...fabulous just doesn't describe how i felt...as far as the "kink level" goes with us this was pretty tame...just straight forward anal...make you think you have died and gone to heaven anal...after he came in my ass i turned over and laid on my stomach for some amount of time just enjoying the high...once i could move again i got my nightie out of my bag...i had planned my outfits very carefully which in itself is an oddity...normally i am a wear whatever is most comfortable" type of gal...but i wanted him to get hard just seeing me in each outfit...it was a very cute blue nightie with a white completely sheer bra peeking out from the top...obviously normally i don't pair a bra with my nighties but i wanted him to see my pink nipples through the white sheer bra and feel the need to pay those nipples lots of attention...we both smoked a cig and i laid back on the bed...when he started loading new apps from his computer onto his phone i got my laptop back on the bed and starting reading blogs again...a few of the blogs i read are very nice enough to post links to porn clips they have enjoyed so i was reading blogs and watching porn while he was playing with his phone...since we had only used the butt plug and no other toy, in addition to the fact that i had written him emails listing lots of nasty things i wanted him to do with me i was sure there were going to be more sessions coming my way...i honestly thought i was going to be tied up at some point(in addition to the sex toys i got for xmas i he gave me lots and lots of rope,) have the belt and/or crop used on me, maybe even be lucky enough to feel the inflatable dildo growing in me....and i just KNEW i was going to get to suck his cock for a long long time...i was hoping for a cream pie but didn't actually expect one...so again i was patient and then he FINALLY got up from the computer but before i could get my hopes up he told me he was tired and going to bed...actually i still had a glimmer of hope that once we got under the covers he would start something...but he didn't...he turned over and went to bed...so i read for a bit and then went to sleep as well...i woke up at some point between 5-5:30 and still half asleep thought maybe i could get some before we had to get the kids up at 6:30...so i started rubbing my ass against him hoping to waking him up with a hard on...me initiating sex is an issue between us...it really isn't in my nature to do so and there were two times in the past where i tried and got shot down...so i don't make the first move and he says he wishes i would...if i were fully awake i probably wouldn't have this morning either but i was half asleep and horny as hell...so when his only response was to push me out of the bed(i am hoping because he was asleep and is a bed hog not because i was trying to turn him on)i gave up and sat at the desk reading until he woke up...he finally woke up and got out of bed and told me to go back to bed...unless i was reading him wrong i was supposed to go back to bed so we could mess around...however literally as i was two steps away from the bed the alarm went off and he had to go get the kids up...but before he did he laid on top of me and kissed me...of course he thought it was a good idea to get me all hot and bothered right before we woke the kids up...i told him i was disappointed that last night didn't end up being the fuckfest i had imagined and he apologized....so all day i have had the equivalent of blue balls which i like to call blue ovaries...during the day i had the kids and he called and asked me to spend the night again tonight...i couldn't because i had a family thing...but told him hopefully tomorrow night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So am i a selfish bitch because i am complaining about only having my brains fucked out once in a night?...yeah probably...i just have had a crappy past few months and sex hadn't been a priority...well things are finally settling down and all week all i could think about was the old man doing naughty things to me...so while the sex we did have was mind blowing i wanted more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will just keep my fingers crossed that tomorrow night can work out...until then i will try to stop my bitching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-8108015537728778091?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/8108015537728778091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/02/id-complain-if-i-was-hung-with-new-rope.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8108015537728778091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8108015537728778091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/02/id-complain-if-i-was-hung-with-new-rope.html' title='I&apos;d complain if i was hung with a new rope'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4oKGXs8iSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/I0KmzrP__qY/s72-c/SantaPlane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-1721130490475619884</id><published>2010-02-24T23:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:09:08.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4Yv2qjmqpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4c0BxEMXRMw/s1600-h/bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 89px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442089815906888338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4Yv2qjmqpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4c0BxEMXRMw/s400/bb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; tonights topic is anal...i enjoy it...a lot...but i have to be warmed up for it most of the time...please give me lots of forplay and some vaginal sex first(and afterwards for that matter)...i am what some might call a pain slut...so i enjoy the painful aspect of it...before i have decribed the first few moments of anal as me loving and hating my partner, wanting him to STOP and wanting it to go on forever, the worst pain in the world and the best feeling ever...but in order for me to be in "that" place i need some warming up first...the old man still doesnt understand that if he switches up to anal too soon i pull away from the pain...but if i am 100% warmed up i take the pain and ask for more...i understand anal for him is like a cream pie for me...if he had to only pick one sexual act to do for the rest of his life it would be anal...and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i really do love anal too...but only when i am so turned on that the pain enhances the experience instead of interuptting it....and while i do love it i dont want it every time i fuck...since it is the old man's favorite we do it almost every time...good thing for him he loves a pain slut ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our date night is coming up and i am really really hoping he will use the butt plugs i got for xmas and havent ever had the chance to use...it is a set of three sizes...the small looks super big to me...and the big one...OMG...but i have a goal of slowly working my way up to the big one...we have an inflatable dildoe and my goal with that was always to be able to take one more pump than i took the time before....the plugs are the same type of goal...i dont expect it to happen over night but eventually i want to take the big one...i think if we play with them this weekend i am going to name them...make them my friends...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i just hope the night goes well and we get to play and enjoy and moan....and of course i hope i fall asleep with a load of his cum leaking out of my pussy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok a quick tmi for ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;please leave a comment if you have questions or comments or just to say hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. What are your thoughts on Polyamorous Relationships?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i am not sure...i enjoy bringing others in to play but i am a jealous person and i dont know if i could share the old mans love with another woman....that being said i would rather have that than lying...either to myself or him to me or any lying at all...if there was a situation where lies started being told to "protect" me from feeling jealous i would rather feel jealous...so my answer is i dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. What is on your list of relationship "deal breakers"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lying...dont lie to me EVER...i can deal with almost anything if you are honest with me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long did it take you you to find the type "you are into" and/or accept it?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i am just into a dominant man who likes the same kinks i do...it actually took me a long time to accept it...when i first realized i enjoyed pain and being submissive i was living with a man for the first time in my life and i was young and afraid of being "nasty" or too kinky...so i was afraid to admit what i liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your view on full disclosure about past relationships? (Lies of omission not lies of commission)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As long as it is truly in the past what i dont know cant hurt me...now if it will turn me on then you damn well better tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever been in a situation where you were not comfortable complying with the adventurous request of a lover?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;not really i am pretty up front about what i will absolutely not do and other than those few things i am willing to try anything once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-1721130490475619884?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/1721130490475619884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-tonights-topic-is-anal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/1721130490475619884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/1721130490475619884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-tonights-topic-is-anal.html' title=''/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4Yv2qjmqpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4c0BxEMXRMw/s72-c/bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-9167852842831822577</id><published>2010-02-23T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:54:47.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 in 1 week...but this one might not be your cup of tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4TE6dhM0kI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yR1MWefuMVY/s1600-h/shoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 85px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441690758405739074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S4TE6dhM0kI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yR1MWefuMVY/s400/shoe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well i didn't make three in a row but i did make three posts in a week...maybe things really will get back to "normal"...so i am going to go back to blogging about what ever topic pops into my head...today's topic might not be everyone's cup of tea...i am currently menstruating and hornier than ever...i have never had a regular cycle...there are times i go for 5 or 6 months with out having a period...which is ok with me except for one thing...i LOVE having sex when i am menstruating...i am not sure if this is "normal" or not but with out fail after the cramps of the first day ease up i am horny 24/7...not every man i have been with has appreciated this trait of mine...the first guy i lived with was completely grossed out about it and wouldn't do it...i remember begging him and he wouldn't cave...i understand the mess isn't fun and clean up kinda sucks and i can understand why it would give a guy the heebie jeebies...but in the moment none of that matters to me...i just need a cock in me and i will promise damn near anything for that to happen...there are many reasons i like period sex...if you have read my blog at all you know nipple play is only tied with cream pies for my favorite things and when menstruating my nipple are more sensitive than ever...so that is great...the "dirtiness" or "naughtiness" is probably another reason i am so turned on during this time...again even during regular sex i love it dirty, rough, submissive(on my part)...just plain nasty...so the nastiness turns me on...i am sure there are other reasons i am so horny at these times but whatever...luckily the old man enjoys it as well...when we were first getting to know each other he was the one who broached the subject and was concerned i wouldn't like it...i was very happy to tell him i enjoy it just as much actually probably more than he does...there are downsides...well basically just one...the clean up sucks...a couple years ago the old man was leaving for a trip and i was his ride to the airport so i drove to his house at like 3 or 4 in the morning and we actually had a conversation about how it wouldn't be a good idea because we didn't have a whole bunch of time and we would have to shower and strip the linens before we left...so we decided the logical move was for me to just suck him off...well it was maybe 10 minutes before he had me strip and was fucking me hard and fast...we just both wanted it so much him making his flight took a back seat...he still made his flight and when we got to the airport he actually asked me to park the car in the garage and let him fuck me bent over the back seat of my suv....i declined...it is one thing to have to wash some sheets to clean up...having to scrub the upholstery in the car would have been too much...but i was tempted...this common interest is one more reason i am sure the old man is the guy for me...and i hope i am still menstruating on Friday...we are going to have date night once the kiddies go to bed...we are going to go to the movies, dinner, and then home to use my Xmas presents some more...i am hoping we won't get much sleep Friday night...ok i am basically just rambling...but since that is what i do i am sure you are used to it...if you enjoyed this topic then you are welcome...if it wasn't your cup of tea then i am sorry but hopefully you will enjoy the next topic--whatever it might be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-9167852842831822577?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/9167852842831822577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/02/3-in-1-weekbut-this-one-might-not-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-5354757558717540103</id><published>2010-02-20T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:49:53.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two nights in a row</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S3-h5gT7A5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/tRQgziSP_Vk/s1600-h/SantaPlane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440244884184957842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S3-h5gT7A5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/tRQgziSP_Vk/s400/SantaPlane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two nights in a row...for blogging that is...sadly not for getting some good hard cock...when i have a lack of sex for a long period of time when i finally do get some i am like a teenage boy getting pussy for the first time...it is all i can think about...i spend my day thinking of ways to misbehave and earn a bad girl spanking and day dreaming about all the ways i want the old man to take me and use me....so basically i have been wet all day...today's fantasies were all over the board...everything from me w/pigtails and a nice short skirt being his "little girl" complete with a lollypop being the brattiest little girl i can...to me dressed in a slutty top and skirt in a casino with the old man discreetly fingering me as we sit in front of the slot machines until i cant take any more and drag him in the bathroom to suck him off and have him shoot his load all over my face...those and many more little scene have been running through my head all day so i have been a horny gal all day long...since i wont be getting any of his cock tonight i am going to have to use the trusty old bullet...i am gonna fill out a tmi from my fav blog for ya while i start getting "warmed up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I lost my virginity at 18, in the back of a car, on prom night. Where and when did you lose yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13 in the sunday school classroom before our religious classes began&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I think my ass is my best sexual feature. What is yours? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my breasts....they are nice good sized tits with a pretty pale nipple...an old ex called me iron tits(in a loving way) because i can take so much pain and pleasure with them...the person making love to me can't pay enough attention to them...both pain and soft loving touches...it didnt take the old man long to realize that if he is in the mood and i am not for some odd reason all he has to do is pinch and play with them and then get his mouth on my nipple and before he has sucked for a few seconds i will be soaking wet and ready to be his little whore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A recurring theme in my fantasies is being slammed up against the wall. Do you have a recurring fantasy or a theme to your fantasies? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my fantasies involve loss of control and some degree of pain...some are very very kinky and some might even consider them wrong or disgusting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I love watching guys masturbate. Do you enjoy watching others (a partner or a stranger) masturbate?&lt;br /&gt;not really...i want to be in on the action&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I hate when guys are quiet in bed. I like to hear you moaning as you cum. Do you like you partners quiet? Are you quiet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be quiet if i try really hard...but there have been times the old man has had to push my face down in the pillow or cover my mouth with his hand because i am getting too loud...as for my partner i love him to talk dirty to me...the dirtier the talk the better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I love playing with nipples. Do you like having your nipples played with?&lt;br /&gt;yeah if you have read my blog at all you know the answer to this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. My ‘number’ is between 15 and 25. What is your 'number'?&lt;br /&gt;number of partners?...number of orgasms in one session?...number of batteries my toys take?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not sure what number you are after &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok i am off to read the blog of a sexy redhead who never fails to make me cum before i head to sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-5354757558717540103?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/5354757558717540103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-nights-in-row.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5354757558717540103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5354757558717540103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-nights-in-row.html' title='Two nights in a row'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S3-h5gT7A5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/tRQgziSP_Vk/s72-c/SantaPlane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-5861434263126323927</id><published>2010-02-18T23:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T00:15:35.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a cream pie does bring a smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S35IcosS8mI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qlDP8OHjYeA/s1600-h/z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439865056706884194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S35IcosS8mI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qlDP8OHjYeA/s400/z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone...i have been gone for a while...lets just say i 2009 was probably the toughest year of my life thus far...anyways i am back and horny...lol...i can count on one hand the number of times i have gotten laid in 2010...which is all due to me not the old man...believe me he would like the number of times we have fucked all year to be our daily number but he has been great about understanding...and i am sitting here typing this with a cream pie courtesy of him....and that is my favorite feeling in the world...i got my Valentines fucking tonight and damn it was worth the wait...i saw him briefly on Valentines Day but not for long enough even to cop a feel...better late than never right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in my car i normally listen to howard stern on sirius radio but this week is reruns...best thing that could have happened for our night...i turned on the playboy radio station on my drive over to him...since it takes me between 30-45 minutes to get to his house i was so turned on and soaking wet by the time i walked in his door...seriously if he had just grabbed a handful of my hair and bent me over the kitchen table right when i walked in i wouldn't have cared who was watching....but he didn't :(....so i patiently waited until he started playing with my nipples...now for xmas he gave me a crop, good nipple clamps, and some butt plugs...the clamps and crop have only been used twice prior to tonight but he got them out and put them to use....the plugs still haven't been used but soon i hope...after he applied the clamps and used the crop a little i sucked his cock for a bit til he got up and pushed his cock deep in me...he went hard and fast til he came in me....usually he fucks my pussy for a bit and then finishes with anal...now i love anal but not every time...so when he finishes in my pussy it is a true treat for me and boy oh boy do i love that feeling...after he came in me he stayed inside of me and gave me a few more swats with the crop...a very nice Valentines fucking even if it was a few days late...so i am off to bed with his cum leaking out of my pussy...so i will be waking with a smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-5861434263126323927?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/5861434263126323927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/02/cream-pie-does-bring-smile.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5861434263126323927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5861434263126323927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2010/02/cream-pie-does-bring-smile.html' title='a cream pie does bring a smile'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/S35IcosS8mI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qlDP8OHjYeA/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-4221176343314157543</id><published>2009-10-07T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:57:40.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><title type='text'>If my bosses only knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SszV9E_fhiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MrevlJXnT2k/s1600-h/imagescrocHunter_rayban100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389918099344426530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SszV9E_fhiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MrevlJXnT2k/s400/imagescrocHunter_rayban100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Happy hump day :D...i am sitting in the chair trying to focus on my work which is a tad difficult because i am facing the chairs across the desk from mine that the old man bent over yesterday afternoon...this was the first time we have had sex at this job...my last job was much easier to have sex...actually the first time the old man and i had sex it was in the break room of my last job when the guys were all out...thinking back on it it makes me chuckle because i wasn't even a little bit quiet and the walls in the business complex the shop was located in were very thin...the insurance company that shared a wall with the shop got an earful that day&lt;br /&gt;Since i changed jobs pretty close to the beginning of this year i haven't had sex at work...first off i am alone in the office much less with this job and the few times i have been the old man's schedule wouldn't allow for him to come fuck me...but yesterday all the stars aligned and he headed down...unfortunately while the last shop had a couch in the break room this shop does not&lt;br /&gt;we went to the back and i got down and started sucking like a good girl should ;) but since we knew we didn't have unlimited time he quickly grabbed my hair and told me to remove my pants...we started out withe me bent over a stool and i came a few times but the stool was really too high for comfort(i am a very short gal...i don't even hit 5') and we couldn't find anything for me to stand on to boost me up...the way my work is laid out is when you walk in the front door you see my desk and area...off to the side is a door that leads to the president and vice president's offices and straight back is the shop area...the stool we used was back in the shop but when we decided to find a better object to bend me over we ended up back in my office area with me bent over one of the reception chairs...the windows and door of the office are tinted so we could see out but it is harder to see back in...and i locked the door but there was still the thrill of someone might catch us&lt;br /&gt;through out this i was answering text messages from both the president and vice president...let me tell you it was very hard to text the right words when i was getting pounded...lol...but it also made it hotter for me&lt;br /&gt;we took a small break while i looked up some info the boss needed and the old man snooped around the shop...then it was back to work...and by work i mean feeling his wonderful cock slide in and out of my cunt while he spanked me with his hand&lt;br /&gt;there wasn't as much spanking as usual because of the noise concerns but there was enough to let me feel that warmth that spreads through my body&lt;br /&gt;tonight i should get my REAL homecoming session...complete with hand spanking, belt spanking, hair pulling, corner time, etc etc etc...after being away on my trip and not getting any for so long i need a really good session and i am sure he does too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-4221176343314157543?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/4221176343314157543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-my-bosses-only-knew.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4221176343314157543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4221176343314157543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-my-bosses-only-knew.html' title='If my bosses only knew'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SszV9E_fhiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MrevlJXnT2k/s72-c/imagescrocHunter_rayban100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-3056901048590022247</id><published>2009-09-29T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:47.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bullet proof vests and travel sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SsKAccIW0NI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OLqvCerwLcI/s1600-h/ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 82px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387009330364469458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SsKAccIW0NI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OLqvCerwLcI/s400/ba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bullets are flying around the work place none of them are aimed at me but it always worries me when the powers that be get grumpy in this economy...i am already only working 30 or so hours a week instead of 40 and the business is coming into our slow season...i am just praying i dont get laid off...oh well only thing i can do it stay out of the line of fire and keep my fingers crossed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onto something fun...i am going on a trip at the end of the week...i was waffling about going or not-due to the above mentioned lack of job security and lack of funds...there is an event with all of my close friends that i really want to attend and another friend's family is going through a rough time so it would be nice to be able to throw them some support...so the age old fight between the devil on one shoulder and the angel on the other should ensued...ok i don't really have an angel on one should but i have a slightly more responsible devil on that should instead...and while i believe a person needs to take care of their responsibilities if you don't have a little fun along the way then why even try...so i decided that i would scrape together the money and give myself the break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so onto the spanko/sexy portion of the blog...because i have to put something about spanking and sex in right?...so the old man isn't going on this trip but it has me thinking about sex and spanking while traveling...the last trip we went on was the mini vaca i posted about on here where i got a quickie in the bathroom and that was all...the trip before that was to an old family friends house...now while staying in a hotel i think the sex absolutely is kinkier and wilder...but i really don't like to have sex in someone else's house...i am always afraid they will know and it will embarrass me...but the old man got me hot and bothered so i caved and let him fuck me...but it was the quiet, bite your lip instead of making any noise and definitely no spanking because it would be too loud kind of sex&lt;br /&gt;Now if people are visiting me it doesn't bother me if they have sex in my house...and i have friends who's children were conceived in my house...and none of that bothers me...i am just too shy to do anything loud enough for anyone to hear in a house that isn't mine(or the old mans)&lt;br /&gt;So do you agree disagree...know any tricks of the trade to be sneaky about it...just not care about it...etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;ps please do the poll on the right side of the blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-3056901048590022247?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/3056901048590022247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/bullet-proof-vests-and-travel-sex.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/3056901048590022247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/3056901048590022247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/bullet-proof-vests-and-travel-sex.html' title='bullet proof vests and travel sex'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SsKAccIW0NI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OLqvCerwLcI/s72-c/ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-5110714683354257662</id><published>2009-09-26T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:17:50.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>big ole stupide meanie head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sr5ah09uzSI/AAAAAAAAAII/yfGlqs8DcNc/s1600-h/imagesgrave4_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385841741581438242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sr5ah09uzSI/AAAAAAAAAII/yfGlqs8DcNc/s400/imagesgrave4_small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sr5YVqnEczI/AAAAAAAAAIA/49JnYoUUEa4/s1600-h/imagescrocHunter_rayban100.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So the old man is a big ole stupid meanie head...i am probably getting into trouble writing that...but if i wrote the other descriptive words i was thinking i would REALLY be in trouble....last night started out well...we were supposed to head off to the movies but i was feeling kinda lazy so when i got to his place i told him if he didn't want to go we didn't have to...so he went and got a package of clothespins and started attaching them...first came the nipples...obviously i loved that but if given the choice i would take nipple clamps over clothespins--they just squeeze tighter I think...then he started attaching them clothespins to my cunt lips...by this point i am soaking wet...the old man proceeds to fuck my face for a bit...him standing at the edge of the bed with me on all fours on the bed...while i am sucking him of he spanks me...maybe one day i will be able to keep sucking when i am getting spanked but i am not there yet...i still stop sucking to yell out when i get spanked...next the old man got the belt and went to town using it on me...with me squirming and yelling/moaning he proceeded to turn my ass red hot...this all turned into rough, nasty, hair pulling, shoulder/ear/neck biting, ass spanking sex...Our normal is usually to stick with oral and vaginal sex during round one of the night as long as we know there is going to be more than one round...this night was no different...after round one the old man removed the clothespins which of course brought a new wave of pain and made me ready for round 2 instantly...lol...the old man went to his desk to smoke...i threw my nightie on and he shook his head and informed me he wasn't done with me...eventually i grabbed a cigarette and went and straddled his leg so my wet cunt lips were against his bare thigh…..he rubbed my ass through my nightie and commented on how hot it was from my spanking….it really was very hot to the touch which means I was still feeling that wonderful stinging...i am not smoking a lot anymore...almost the only time i do it is after/during sex with the old man so i couldn't finish a whole cig...so i squirmed around on his leg a little bit before i put out my smoke and i went and laid back down...when he was ready for me again he made his way to the bed, laid down behind me, roughly threw my leg up in the air and positioned his cock at my cunt and started pumping away...every now and then he smacked my upper thigh/lower ass or pinched my nipples...now lube is a constant point of contention between us...obviously i want lube used in anal sex and he says it feels better if we dont use it...so he started using my cunt juices-by this point i dont even know how many times i had cum-to work his fingers into my ass...he repositioned me doggy style on the edge of the bed and started moving back and forth between my cunt and ass....he would push in my ass a little til i screamed out and he would move his tick cock back to my cunt for a few strokes and repeat...soon he was full fledged fucking my ass...i have described this before...when he fucks my ass so hard and ruthlessly i feel both hatred and love for him...i want him to quit it and never stop all at the same time...at some point of him using my ass i looked back over my shoulder at him and grunted "i hate you" to him...which of course only made him fuck me harder...still while looking over my shoulder i asked him how much he loved bringing me pain...he didn't respond verbally but he went at it even harder...at some point he choked me till i passed out and collapsed down still on my knees but my face and chest flat on the bed...when i came back to he was still just fucking me hard and fast...of course i came...lol...knowing that i only breathe when he lets me just gets me so horny...just typing about it right now has me soaking wet...so when this session was done he ran out to the store and when he came back i had the tv on a channel waiting for a program to start and I may have dozed off a teeny bit…well Mr I Must Be In Charge of the TV and Remote changed the channel to a movie i would never ever watch…when i told him to change it he said i was sleeping so he could watch whatever he wanted…i told him i didn’t want a scary movie on even when i was sleeping..i am a super duper wuss…anyways this conversation woke me up and i look over at the screen and he is chatting away in im with a female…i got super irritated…he should have been laying in bed with me not talking to some other female……grrrr…i don’t care if this is irrational it is how i feel…so i got all pouty and decided to just go to bed…this all happened at like midnightish…so at 2am!!!!! When he comes to bed and i realize how late it is i get even more pouty…he tried to snuggle with me a little and i make it clear i am not in the mood for snuggling…so he starts spanking me…now most times even when i am upset with him i am ALWAYS in the mood to get spanked and get some of his yummy cock…so i start getting wet and he spanks me some more…and then he turns over and goes to sleep…..leaving me literally all hot and bothered…so of course instead of being able to fall back asleep i am up and hot and bothered and pissed…i really didn’t go back to a good sleep for the rest of the night i was just dozing and waking up all night long and it is all his fault and now i am at work with blue ovaries…and even though i am mad at him i am wishing he were here bending me over my desk making me hate him all over again….sigh…well tomorrow i think i will be staying there and he better pull out all the stops…i want us to play with his whole arsenal…belts, straps, floggers, vibes, clamps, clothespins, and hopefully the tens unit...i want to be put in the corner, spanked, bitten, tied up, etc etc etc …of course i probably shouldn’t get my hopes up but i will keep you all updated...i am going to post a poll about anal and lube please vote for your preferences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-5110714683354257662?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/5110714683354257662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-ole-stupide-meanie-head.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5110714683354257662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5110714683354257662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-ole-stupide-meanie-head.html' title='big ole stupide meanie head'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sr5ah09uzSI/AAAAAAAAAII/yfGlqs8DcNc/s72-c/imagesgrave4_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-9156249042624920524</id><published>2009-09-17T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:41:28.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>further explanation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SrKe5_T4z6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/QOJ6mAENJ3s/s1600-h/ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 102px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382539223745744802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SrKe5_T4z6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/QOJ6mAENJ3s/s400/ba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i must add an explanation to yesterdays blog...lets say there are 5 levels of being stressed and pissed...ranging from a 1 being annoyed to a 5 where you want to tear peoples heads off....now for levels 1, 2 &amp;amp;3 sex is a good fix...the release is awesome and a great way of getting your mind off of things...but if you are at a 4 or 5--wait let me clarify--if i am at a 4 or 5 that is when i cant get into sex...and lately things have been a 4 or 5...but hopefully it things are going to settle down soon...in fact since the birthday is only 3 days a way i am going to make damn sure things are at least settled enough for me to have a good time...i really do plan on blogging some more tonight when i get home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-9156249042624920524?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/9156249042624920524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/further-explanation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/9156249042624920524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/9156249042624920524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/further-explanation.html' title='further explanation'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SrKe5_T4z6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/QOJ6mAENJ3s/s72-c/ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-8764276346979206411</id><published>2009-09-16T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T19:18:43.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SrGcUS1xhaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OSt0gD-Ax5U/s1600-h/ca.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382254902153151906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SrGcUS1xhaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OSt0gD-Ax5U/s400/ca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ok so its been a minute since i have blogged...there has been an illness in the family...this is a good example of the difference between men and women...with women(well me at least) all of the mental stuff truly affects the sexual stuff...when i have all this drama and worry in my life i just am not in the mood...and at times i can force myself to fake it for the old mans sake but it just is for his sake and does nothing for me...but the old man could deal with just about anything or anyone and still put it all out of his mind long enough to have sex at least once if not more&lt;br /&gt;So onto something more fun....my birthday is days away...4 to be exact...woo hoo..i like to refer to it as the best day ever!....i always do a family thing on my actual birthday so the old man and i will celebrate the Friday night instead of Saturday...i am sure i will get spanked 29 times because of course i am only 29 years old ;)...i actually am past the age of having huge birthday blow outs...nice quiet times with friends and family is more of how i like to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;Now no girl in her right mind no matter how old or young doesn't like presents...however i am not too horribly materialistic about it...every year some of my adopted nieces and nephews will find the cleanest stuffed animal in their closets and the wrap it up all by themselves and it is one of my favorite presents to get every year....as for the presents i get from adults i just want thought put into the present...of course if the present is shiny and sparkly that isn't so bad either...lol...as long as it is something more thoughtful than a farmers almanac i am good...but my question to you out there in kinky spanko land is do you like/expect/not like toys for your birthday...either spanko or sex toys...with me it depends on the toy...if it is something i have been really wanting then i will of course enjoy it...but i also don't want the old man to get me a toy HE really wants and then trying to pass it off as something for me...i guess that goes back to the as long as there is thought put into it i love any present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ok i am off to read a blog or two before i go to bed...time to catch up on everyones blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-8764276346979206411?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/8764276346979206411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/ok-so-its-been-minute-since-i-have.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8764276346979206411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8764276346979206411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/ok-so-its-been-minute-since-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SrGcUS1xhaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OSt0gD-Ax5U/s72-c/ca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-3029369656929984792</id><published>2009-09-10T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:27:15.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soooooo sleepyyyyyyyyyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqmLIOxV_fI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TeI7oc4BMkU/s1600-h/ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 202px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379984203391041010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqmLIOxV_fI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TeI7oc4BMkU/s400/ba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so i am in the midst of a bout with insomnia...i have been unable to fall asleep easily...for the past week i have been tossing and turning trying to fall asleep..i have tried to read myself to sleep which usually works for me...i have tried to bore myself to sleep...i have tried to count naked men jumping over a fence(because who really wants to count sheep)...it has just sucked...and then when i fall asleep i havent been sleeping the whole night through...it just sucks&lt;br /&gt;i am a girl who needs my sleep...it has even been said(of course i dont believe this) that i am grumpy when i dont get enough sleep...so i havent felt much like blogging or masturbating...but last night i figured maybe i will just masturbate and cum and that will help me sleep...no luck&lt;br /&gt;i have a perscription that will knock me out but the problem is i am always useless and still way too drowsy the next day so i cant take it when i have work...i hope tonight something changes and i can sleep...or i might commit murder....ok well not murder but i am sure i am "this close"*holding up thumb and forefinger very close together* to getting into trouble with the old man&lt;br /&gt;well i am going to go finish up my work for the day...maybe when i get home i will blog and get nice and turned on and then be able to sleep well*fingers crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-3029369656929984792?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/3029369656929984792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/soooooo-sleepyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/3029369656929984792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/3029369656929984792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/soooooo-sleepyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title='soooooo sleepyyyyyyyyyyyyyy'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqmLIOxV_fI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TeI7oc4BMkU/s72-c/ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-6940771443780990383</id><published>2009-09-09T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:35:30.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unrelated topic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqgtmE6ZD9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/iTNhgICMt1U/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379599887070990290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqgtmE6ZD9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/iTNhgICMt1U/s400/b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a quickie from work...i dont know how many of you are fans fo the FX TV show Sons of Anarchy...but the season premire last night was so dark and twisted and contained things i would have never guessed...it was amazing...i am going to go home after work and rewatch it...maybe i will blog after that...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-6940771443780990383?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/6940771443780990383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/unrelated-topic.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6940771443780990383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6940771443780990383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/unrelated-topic.html' title='unrelated topic'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqgtmE6ZD9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/iTNhgICMt1U/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-1621781402242832208</id><published>2009-09-07T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:40:20.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here i sit on a bruised bottom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqW1ZN6jrFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qY9wEceKqwE/s1600-h/cbc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378904774800550994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqW1ZN6jrFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qY9wEceKqwE/s400/cbc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;So the end of a long weekend has come...it was a bit of a stressful weekend...all of the legal hassles we have going on on the forefront of my mind...hopefully one day it will all be over with...so onto the spanking i received that has me sitting on a bruised bum :)...i got over to the old mans place and we did dinner and a movie with the kids...a movie in mind you...taking three kids out to the movies is such an undertaking that we hardly attempt it...especially since the old man is good at getting current movies off of the internet...much cheaper that way too...lol&lt;br /&gt;Anways once the kiddies went to bed we had to do some running around cleaning up a situation that had upset him earlier in the day...a family member had caused an upset and it had the old man in a mood...which i constantly had to remind him not to take out on me...grrrrr...i don't mind getting snapped at if i have done something wrong...ok well that was a lie...i hate getting snapped at any time but ESPECIALLY when it isn't my fault he is in his mood...and of course i am such an angel i never take my moods out on him *fingers halo above head* so he shouldn't take his moods out on me&lt;br /&gt;So i don't know if it was because he wanted to calm down or make me wait or he just wasn't in the mood yet but once we got back he ignored me for a loooong time...and you know how much i just love being ignored *sarcasm alert*...so i watched what i wanted on tv...oh yeah i actually had control of the remote for a little bit - progress huh?.....then i read and then i fell asleep...to be woken up to getting my ass spanked...which let me tell you is not a bad way to wake up..in fact the only way i can think of that i like better is to wake up with a cock deep in me....so it isn't that he was waking me up that way that bugged me...it was why did he wait til i had been asleep for an hour before he decided to play...oh well i shouldn't be complaining i really did enjoy getting laid&lt;br /&gt;As i said he woke me up bringing his hand down on my bottom...he then instructed me to strip and service him...while i was stripping he grabbed the belt and as i was sucking his cock he was using the belt on me...every time he would strike me i would pull my mouth off of his cock to yell and squirm...so he started grabbing my hair and forcing me to keep my mouth on his cock as he used the belt on me...which was very hard for me...so of course i loved it&lt;br /&gt;He then turned me around and began to give me the spanking i had been patiently waiting for...and every time he would make contact i would squirm...he tried to hold me still but let me tell you i am super squirmy when getting a spanking...i cant help it...while the spanking and the pain turns me on and make me feel like i am being truly controlled it still hurts!!!!!! i don't know if my inability to stay still bothers the old man or if he likes that i cant sit still&lt;br /&gt;So after the spanking and sex that followed i laid and rubbed my bum for a bit...it was very hot and sore...so of course i was feeling all satisfied and happy...i read some more and fell asleep again while the old man dicked around on the computer....i vaguely remember him turning off my reading light and getting into bed...and then i distinctly remember him spanking me again....now a spanking on a bottom that already is sore hurts wayyyyyyy more than the initial spanking...so he spanked me some more...there was more spanking, sucking and fucking and i when i fell asleep my bottom was on fire and i was a happy little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;It is amazing how a spanking can make my world right...now if i could only get it more...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-1621781402242832208?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/1621781402242832208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-i-sit-on-bruised-bottom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/1621781402242832208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/1621781402242832208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-i-sit-on-bruised-bottom.html' title='here i sit on a bruised bottom'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqW1ZN6jrFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qY9wEceKqwE/s72-c/cbc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-2021735881111403772</id><published>2009-09-04T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T08:33:23.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keep your fingers crossed for us please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqEyxX_l1zI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eWbQSDlBO24/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377635253892798258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqEyxX_l1zI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eWbQSDlBO24/s400/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hi there...this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; going to be a spanking blog so much as just a venting blog today...my family is involved in a bullshit ass situation with a bitch who used to be part of the family(through marriage) She has made horrible and ugly accusations against us and though in this country you are supposed to be innocent til proven guilty this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; the case...when spiteful worthless cunts know how to work the system you find yourself trying to make the powers that be believe that it is all a rash of shit...if someone looks at the situation logically it should be easy to see that she is a lying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vengeful&lt;/span&gt; bitch...she literally tried two other times to drag us through the mud and when that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; work she upped the ante and made the most vile accusations she could think of...hopefully when the time line is laid out and we prove her a liar on many of the issues the judge will realize this is just her grasping at straws and throw out the remaining baseless claims that boil down to our word &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; hers...but unfortunately it basically is going to be a he said she said type thing and who ever the judge believes is going to be the victor...i know "right" is on our side but i am worried because she is a very good bullshit artist and people like to believe her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;initially&lt;/span&gt;...i have seen it over and over with her where she will get a new friend and snow them playing the "oh pity me i am an angel who happens to be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vitcim&lt;/span&gt; too" and then after about 6 months she cant keep all of her lies straight and the friends realize what a piece of shit she is and they end the friendship...unfortunately we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have six month to convince the judge what a liar she is...so i head of to court with my fingers crossed asking all of you to send your good thoughts, prayers, and good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;juju&lt;/span&gt; our way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-2021735881111403772?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/2021735881111403772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/keep-your-fingers-crossed-for-us-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/2021735881111403772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/2021735881111403772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/keep-your-fingers-crossed-for-us-please.html' title='keep your fingers crossed for us please'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqEyxX_l1zI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eWbQSDlBO24/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-579421820952155031</id><published>2009-09-03T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:36:58.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me a brat?...NEVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqBEowfiQAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bln7fnjrwtU/s1600-h/bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 81px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 61px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377373422082998274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqBEowfiQAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bln7fnjrwtU/s400/bb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i have a plan...i am going to hide the old man's belt and his bag-o-fun...he was a big meanie head and he fell asleep last night before we could play...now he may have fallen asleep because he has been working super duper hard...with the nature of his job he has calls after hours often in the middle of the night...so he may or may not have been tired due to that but i dont care*stomps feet*...so since he slept instead of playing he obviously doesn't need his toys right?...those of you who agree please leave comments...and if you don't agree don't leave a comment because he reads this and he will use it against me*giggle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i obviously am in a playful mood and i have to amuse myself somehow right?...so really none of this can come back on me as my fault...right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-579421820952155031?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/579421820952155031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-bratnever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/579421820952155031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/579421820952155031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-bratnever.html' title='Me a brat?...NEVER'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SqBEowfiQAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bln7fnjrwtU/s72-c/bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-5548523499974623527</id><published>2009-09-01T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:36:33.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is texting a weapon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sp2vug7n-2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/GL-_3QrxqEE/s1600-h/ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376646743799102306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sp2vug7n-2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/GL-_3QrxqEE/s400/ba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Question of the day...do you use texting, emailing, dirty little notes, or even smoke signals as a weapon...maybe weapon is the wrong word...i will through out the day send the old man naughty text messages...i do it for many reasons...to turn him on, to turn me on, to let him know i am thinking of him, to get him all worked up, and sometimes even to get him sexually frustrated when i know he wont be seeing me to get some relief...if he actually took lunch to work i would leave little sexy note or pics in his lunch box...i make sure to send him naughty emails or cards from kinkycards so he gets to find those little surprises in his in box every now and then...i think it is fun and cute stuff&lt;br /&gt;However i just got yelled at a little bit(mostly just him joking) because i sent him a text when i knew he was driving that said i should be giving him road head right now...he called and asked if i was trying to distract him so he caused an accident...hee hee&lt;br /&gt;I never even really thought of my texts, emails, kinkycard, etc as bratting but now i kinda do and it is just going to make me do it more...lol...whats the worst that can happen...a spanking?wooo hooo&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't do that kind of thing very often for me...i wish he would but i understand that while i sit at a desk every day he is on top of, inside of, or underneath cars all day getting dirty doing "mans work" so his work really isn't conducive to him sending me texts...but if you are reading this old man---it wouldn't kill ya to send me a text or kinkycard every now and then&lt;br /&gt;So in your opinion...because i do value my spanko friends opinions...is sending these texts and other messages bratting?...and even if it is should i stop or continue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-5548523499974623527?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/5548523499974623527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-3612813820163133392</id><published>2009-08-31T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:17:03.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpxWK2T7iPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2UbB_hB5jvo/s1600-h/zz.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 88px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376266799551318258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpxWK2T7iPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2UbB_hB5jvo/s400/zz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpxSGxpJBsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AXCv2H9a6gw/s1600-h/ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;So the A/C is fixed at the old man's place...now i just have to find time to get over there...i am going to do my very best to get over there tonight or tomorrow but i just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dint&lt;/span&gt; know when i am going to be able to swing it...but when i do i am trying to convince him that since he was a grumpy meanie head that i should get to control the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and what we watch...the back story on this is 99.9% of the time when we are watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; he picks what we watch on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;...we have very different taste about what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; shows we like...i like good shows and he likes super lame shows...he is very into Sci &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt;...i have expanded my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;horizons&lt;/span&gt; a little...after giving it a shot i truly enjoy the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SciFi&lt;/span&gt;/BBC show &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Torchwood&lt;/span&gt;...but the last night i was over he had a show that was titled Mega Shark vs Giant Octopus...not a movie i would be into unless i was getting paid good money to watch it...but when he puts on something lame i just read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now this past weekend the old man was a grumpy old man...he was snappy and mean...i realize that it was because of his frustration and anger over the A/C unit but i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; appreciate it being directed at me...and if the rolls were reversed and i was snappy with him i would find myself feeling the sting of the belt...even when he was trying to not be grumpy he was a meanie head..the other night he was going to smoke a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cig&lt;/span&gt; and come in and watch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; with me...45 minutes later(it apparently was one super long cigarette) i was watching a show on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;marijuana&lt;/span&gt; on one of the cable news channels...he came and sat down for 4 minutes and then got up and walked out...now the show was almost over anyways so i watched the end and then went looking for him...his excuse for leaving was he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to watch what i was watching...so i started getting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pissy&lt;/span&gt;...it really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; fair that i watch his stupid crap all the time...so he told me to sit and we would find something we both wanted...that lasted about 30 minutes til he during his channel surfing(are all men allergic to commercials?) he saw the movie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Constantine&lt;/span&gt; was on...he asked if i had seen it and i said no it is lame...well despite my calling the movie lame he decided to watch the movie anyways...so i made one more comment about not liking the movie to no avail...so i left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Between his snapping, grumpiness, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rudeness&lt;/span&gt;, and selfishness i think he has a punishment coming his way...so i suggested that his punishment be me having control of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; the next time i am there...he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; agree...but why &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; he have some sort of punishment imposed when he is a meanie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;This is all just me venting...even if somehow i got him to agree that i be allowed control of what is on the telly he would just make sure it was one of the nights where we spent far more time fucking or playing than watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I know those of you who read this who are more submissive than i am are thinking he should have control over the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and anything else whenever he wants...some of you probably think we should have equal say in matters like this...the thing is i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind allowing him the control most of the time...but every now and then it would be nice if he were the one to compromise...is that asking too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-3612813820163133392?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/3612813820163133392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-ac-is-fixed-at-old-mans-place.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/3612813820163133392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/3612813820163133392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-ac-is-fixed-at-old-mans-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpxWK2T7iPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2UbB_hB5jvo/s72-c/zz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-1451896135438409858</id><published>2009-08-30T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T08:59:07.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Bumper Sticker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpqhXp3XPEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/WreF1dKWNjo/s1600-h/caa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375786532967234626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpqhXp3XPEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/WreF1dKWNjo/s400/caa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt; Cause who doesnt love roadhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-1451896135438409858?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/1451896135438409858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/nice-bumper-sticker.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/1451896135438409858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Fun quick meme borrowed/stolen from a fun page that again i dont know how to link to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpnXMUekKhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/W2AHRVvkPHA/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 108px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375564236898707986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpnXMUekKhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/W2AHRVvkPHA/s400/aaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;1. Is there anyone on your blogroll you would have sex with?in theory yes...there are quite a few gals on here who i would love to play with but none of them live anywhere near me and the old man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;2. Sex in the morning, afternoon or night?morning please please please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;3. Have you ever had to pull over on the side of the road to puke?no but i have had to pull over to the side of the road for a friend to puke...i dont drink so i am always the DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;4. Have you ever taken your clothes off for money?No but i am going to work on getting the old man to start paying me for taking the clothes off ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;5. Shower or bath while having sex? unless you have a super sized bathtub that might as well be considered a hot tub then there just isnt enough room in the tub so shower sex please&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you want someone aggressive or passive in bed?be aggressive be be aggressive *said like the football cheer from high school*&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you love someone on your blogroll?no but i like them an awful lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;8. Love or Money?i dont wish to choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;9. Credit cards or cash?credit/debit cards are so much easier but cash is wiser&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever wanted a best friend?i have a few of them and i thank god for them everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;11. Camping or a 5 star hotel?both are great&lt;br /&gt;12. Where is the weirdest place you have had sex?&lt;br /&gt;this question reminds me of the newlywed game years ago when they asked a bride this question and her answer was "the butt"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;13. Would you shave your entire body (including your head)?i dont wish to be uncle fester&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever been to a strip club?i live in vegas...enough said&lt;br /&gt;15. Ever been to a bar?seriously does anyone answer no to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;16. Ever been kicked out of a bar or a club?nope quite the opposite actually...good friends own a dive bar that i frequent and strangers come in there and will get tired of our groups "playful ways" and make comments or complain and they get told they will be asked to leave before we will&lt;br /&gt;17. Ever been so drunk someone else had to carry you?one time in my life...and that was when i stopped drinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;18. Had sex in a movie theater?not full out sex...i have given a hand job and gotten fingered and other groping&lt;br /&gt;19. Had sex in a bathroom?yup...a tad hard since i am so short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;20. Have you ever had sex at work?yes :D&lt;br /&gt;21. Ever been to an adult store?mmm hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;22. Bought something from an adult store?i have but these days i usually do it online...cheaper and less of an ordeal&lt;br /&gt;23. Have you been caught having sex?*blushes*&lt;br /&gt;24. Does anyone have naughty pics of you?none that show my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;25. Ever had sex with someone and called them by the wrong name?yes but in my defense i was 95% asleep during the sex(yeah he was that exciting) and i didn't know anyone named the name i did call the boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-530009281264330576?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/530009281264330576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/quickie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/530009281264330576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/530009281264330576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/quickie.html' title='quickie'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpnXMUekKhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/W2AHRVvkPHA/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-4286835205739551189</id><published>2009-08-29T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:43:06.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hot hot hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpnKfpRCvpI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PhG7h5e8Mbc/s1600-h/bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 123px; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375550275245489810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpnKfpRCvpI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PhG7h5e8Mbc/s400/bb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hi everyone...ok so the update on the punishment...it didn't really go down as either of had planned...i am sure i have mentioned it before but we live in Vegas and we are dealing with temps even a bit higher than normal...i believe today will top out at around 110...why do i bring this up when i am talking about the punishment i was to receive on Thursday...well i am glad you asked...the A/C at the old man's place went out...well not his whole place...he has one unit that is just for where we sleep and another unit for the kids bedrooms and living room and all that...so the unit for the room we sleep in went out and this affected the evening hugely&lt;br /&gt;When i walked into the bedroom to put my bag and purse down right when i got there he grabbed the dipstick and told me to bend over...i giggle and told him no and tried to get out of his reach...he was too fast...he grabbed my arm up and twisted it behind my back and pushed me over the edge of the bed...just from that i was instantly wet...i love when he manhandles me like that...when that dipstick made contact boy oh boy did it hurt...even through my shorts it stung bad...which basically mean i was super turned on and looking forward to my punishment...but we had to run to the store and stuff&lt;br /&gt;So when we got back and finally went to the bedroom for the night he started out ignoring me...he knows this makes me crazy...once the kids are down and things are settled i get into my nightie which is my signal to him that i am ready for the playing to begin...so i changed and laid down on the bed...he was smoking and messin around on the computer...and either he really didn't hear me as a few questions or he was purposely ignoring me...so i gave up and decided to accept that he was ignoring me as part of my punishment and just wait...i had almost given up and figured between the broken A/C pissing the old man off and not wanting to get even sweatier had changed his mind...so of course once i give up and think it isn't going to happen it happens&lt;br /&gt;But instead of the drawn out punishment that he had planned he just gave me a normal spanking and then fucked me oh so good...it was one of the times when after he came in my cunt i just kept orgasming...i don't know why this only happens when he cums in my cunt but i kept cumming and literally shaking long after he is done cumming...and right when he was done he moved to the desk to get a cig to smoke...which is pretty normal but he went back to basically ignoring me&lt;br /&gt;I have the traditional love/hate relationships with my punishments...i dread and hate them while loving and needing them...so i love and hate spankings and i love and hate nipple torture and i love and hate getting face fucked and i love and hate him pulling my hair...you get the point...but i HATE/HATE when he ignores me...and of course he knows that and institutes it in my punishments...so when he went back to ignoring me while i was STILL cumming i knew how mad he was about the whole situation..normally he would have cuddled with me until i came down off of the high and then gone to smoke or whatever&lt;br /&gt;But anyways we go to sleep or at least i try to...i can not sleep when i am hot...i tried my hardest to sleep but at 4 am i told honey i needed to go home so i could sleep...he wasn't really happy with me but he know i cant sleep in the heat...so all day Friday he kept talking about how i wasn't done with my punishment...and i argued back that there was a 24 statute of limitations on punishment and since he had already spanked me for the whole coworker bullshit then he couldn't punish me anymore...he laughed and said i could think whatever i wanted but it didn't matter&lt;br /&gt;So i headed over last night thinking we would continue the punishment...when i got there he was working on the A/C so i kept the kids busy and mostly calmed down(except for a few fits) to keep them out of his way...things weren't going well with the A/C so he spent literally 3 hours wrenching on it...every time i would say anything to him he would jump my shit and snap at me....so i just stopped talking to him..i sent the kids to bed around 10 and waited for him to come get me from the living room...he told me he was going to take a shower and apparently i fell asleep while he was in the shower...when i woke up at midnight i went into check on him and to be honest i was grumpy that he hadn't come to get me out of the living room...so i turned around and went back to the living room...a short while late he came in and sat on the couch...me being grumpy kinda scooched away from him...he wasn't having it so he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me over to him...i gave in and laid back against his chest...it didn't take long before his hand made its way down my shirt to my nipples and he had me squirming and panting on the couch&lt;br /&gt;After getting all revved up on the couch he instructed me to get naked on the bed...so we quickly made our way to the HOT bedroom...i got naked and was on the bed and i had to get in the position on the edge of the bed and watch him walk to the toy bag and get out his belt...he then started using the belt on me and started reminding me why i shouldn't be a bad girl...the pain was starting to be too much so i turned and started sucking his cock hoping he would stop using the belt on me if i was giving him head...it worked a little...he slowed down the belt action but didn't stop it...he then moved me into doggy position and started fucking me while he continued using the belt on me&lt;br /&gt;We don't have a safe word or anything...he just kinda stays in tune to my body and reaction and knows when to draw the line...well he was making sure everytime the belt came into contact with my skin i knew that it was a punishment and not just sex play...when i was coming close to my limit pain wise i started promising him i would be a good girl...he would move the area(usually just by changing the cheek he was focusing on) he was using the belt on till he pushed me to promising i would be a good girl all over again...so even though it isn't a "safeword" he knew it was my signal that i was getting close to the edge&lt;br /&gt;The fucking continued and changed to anal...mean, angry, remind me he is in charge anal...here was come choking and smacking and just rough wonderful sex&lt;br /&gt;by the time we were done i was literally dripping sweat...and i know normally on a Friday night we would have kept playing...the old man is good for at least 2 sometimes up to 4 rounds...but it was so hot we were just zapped...so the punishment was much shorter than it would have been had the A/C actually been working&lt;br /&gt;Lately this blog has been more of a comedy of sex errors than a hot sexy diary of my sex life...first the mattress that wouldn't stay put causing me to get fucked out of the bed 2 times in one night...now the A/C has stopped working in the desert causing what should have been great hot sweaty long sex into great really hot and really sweaty shorter sex...but hey that is life...hopefully the A/C will be fixed this week and the temps will drop and we can go back to working up a sweat instead of starting out in one...hopefully you laughed and maybe even got a little turned on reading about this...i would say i think the worst of the punishment is over but i think all of this delay is just going to make the main event that much more intense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-4286835205739551189?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/4286835205739551189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/hot-hot-hot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4286835205739551189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4286835205739551189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/hot-hot-hot.html' title='hot hot hot'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpnKfpRCvpI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PhG7h5e8Mbc/s72-c/bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-6724661219457863792</id><published>2009-08-28T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T08:01:09.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fill In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Spfwv-7MCuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Inv1HVWXgOc/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375029387425745634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Spfwv-7MCuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Inv1HVWXgOc/s400/aa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got this friday fill in from Views From the Back Row...thanks...to tired to write the wrap up of last night right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. He was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;meanie head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cool weather coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is what I look forward to most this time of year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My best friend is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am a good girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be honest with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Appearances can be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yummy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. The last person I gave a hug to was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the old man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;watching Monk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hopefully getting laid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and Sunday, I want to get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;laid some more and have a nice breakfast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-6724661219457863792?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/6724661219457863792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-fill-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6724661219457863792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6724661219457863792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-fill-in.html' title='Friday Fill In'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Spfwv-7MCuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Inv1HVWXgOc/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-8285993498783974950</id><published>2009-08-27T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:49:49.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a can of worms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Spb-aWKVmwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/PmCyAWa6mxI/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 80px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374762933892258562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Spb-aWKVmwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/PmCyAWa6mxI/s400/aaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;So what i didn't think was a huge deal has come back to bite me in the ass(probably literally later tonight)...so the old man got home yesterday and read the blog and boy was he pissed...i think firstly because i didn't tell him right away when the co-worker smacked my ass with the clipboard...if you don't know what i am talking about it is in yesterdays blogs...the reason i didn't tell him was i didn't think i was a HUGE deal...i was more worried about the coworkers knowing about my kinks than the actually smack on the ass...i guess i just assumed his thinking would be the same as mine...boy was i wrong...and that thinking is another reason he is pissed...he is mad because "i assumed there was nothing wrong with what had happened and assumed he wouldn't be upset"...he asked me if it were flipped if i would be pissed and after thinking about it admitted i would be...not because i would be worried if he would cheat...i already mentioned i told him a long time ago if he wishes to play with another chick i am ok with that as long as he is honest and upfront with me...so i would be mad for the same reason that he is...that i took too long to tell him and didn't handle it the way he would have wanted me to...but at least i know he doesn't think i did anything to invite or provoke the coworker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;So after a long talk last night this is how i think things stand...he isn't mad at me, he is frustrated with the situation and not pleased about the way he found out about it or how long it took him to find out about it...i was instructed to tell the coworker in no uncertain terms that what he did isn't ok and if it happens again my old man will "rip his head off"...that was a bit of an awkward conversation but at least it is over with...the old man also wants me to inform one of my bosses of what happened so it can go down on record...i haven't done this yet for a couple reasons...first i wanted to have the conversation with the coworker before i told the boss about it so i could tell the boss i handled it i was just letting her know what had happened...second i am waiting for the right time i don't want to seem like a trouble maker and i don't want to be making any waves that might come back and drown me later...i will tell her because i promised the old man i would but i also told him i had to tell her in my own way and time&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i will be going over to receive my punishment and i don't think it is going to be pretty...he called me a little while ago and i was unable to answer because i was on the phone with a customer and the message he left was short and simple "oh so you aren't answering the phone...just more meat for the grinder"...i know he understands when i cant talk at work i think he is just trying to prepare me for tonight...and i am anticipating and dreading it all at the same time...i have a feeling there is going to be anything from being tied up or handcuffed to being spanked with many many items to corner time to worst of all being ignored after he has worked me up to a frenzy...or who knows maybe he will just want to cuddle with and watch tv anything is possible-- me right honey?..the one thing i am very sure of is i am going to be sitting on a warm bum for a few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed him the link to MBS to watch the funny video she posted(i wish i knew how to include links in my blogs so i could send you over to view it) before i realized i was in big trouble...lol...that was a big mistake...he is a mechanic and conveniently has found two dipsticks to bring home...all day long i have heard about the dipsticks...if only i hadn't sent him that link...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;So overall things have worked out ok...i just had no idea what a can of worms i was opening by blogging about being worried a coworker knew i was not as vanilla as i want them all to believe...i am not working tomorrow so i am sure i will have plenty of time to share with you all exactly what my punishment consisted of...for everyone who shared their advice and support both through comments on the blog and emails i thank you...you know we kinky folk may like things a little(or a lot) different than "regular" folk but i have come to find you are mostly a great bunch of people who are willing to help out the people in this crazy community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-8285993498783974950?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/8285993498783974950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-can-of-worms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8285993498783974950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8285993498783974950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-can-of-worms.html' title='what a can of worms'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Spb-aWKVmwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/PmCyAWa6mxI/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-553068655232754813</id><published>2009-08-26T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T12:48:04.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the unenjoyable swat update</title><content type='html'>UPDATE....because of a message i was sent i figured i had better tell the old man what was going on because every now and then he reads the blog and i didn't want him reading it and finding out that way...i hadn't told him because i didn't think he would care one way or the other...it honestly never occurred to me til a helpful message was sent my way...but i am on the phone right now hearing "of course i care...that ass is mine to smack and why would you want him smacking your ass anyways"..of course i don't want the guy smacking my ass...but i cant speak completely freely with him since i am in the office...looks like i am gonna have some slpainin to do...i am not too worried...the old man has heard some of the stories about this coworker so he knows i would never go there...but there might be in for a small punishment for not telling him when it happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the coworker he hasnt acted any different today...it is a slow day for us so he has been around the shop a lot bugging me about watching my tv shows online as i do paperwork, asking me to help hold a piece of metal he was drilling, making me check the standings of his team on espn dot com, etc etc nothing out of the ordinary...i probably wont say anything til he either brings it up or does it again...then i will lay the law down...dont want anything going on that will upset the old man...or me for that matter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-553068655232754813?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/553068655232754813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/unenjoyable-swat-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/553068655232754813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/553068655232754813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/unenjoyable-swat-update.html' title='the unenjoyable swat update'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-3443557535531743773</id><published>2009-08-26T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:24:25.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a swat i didnt enjoy...i know hard to believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpVhGU41IrI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0h4XDsGDgxc/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374308491650736818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpVhGU41IrI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0h4XDsGDgxc/s400/aaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;So i have told you guys in spankoland that i keep this side of me private in my every day life...well at least i thought i did a good job of that...but something that happened towards the end of work yesterday has me wondering...i work in a shop type place where the guys come in in the morning and i send them out to different locations to make repairs and such...so i usually only see them in the morning...since there is only one other female who works with me in the office through out the day and our office/shop isn't located in the best neighborhood we keep the office doors locked...it is great to ignore people knocking on the locked glass door looking at me to open it and not having to let them in....sooooo anyways one of the guys had to come back to the office yesterday towards the end of the day to bring me some mullah and i saw him pull up....so i got up to unlock the door for him...as he was walking in behind me he took his metal storage clipboard box thingy and whacked me across the ass with it pretty hard...i was shocked and my only response was HEYYYYYYYYYYY...to which his response was "you know you like it"....now i don't know if he at some point saw a window open on my computer or something and knows about my spanking kink or if he just took as shot in the dark...but i am a bit worried about it...i just like this side of my life to be private and not have my coworkers all know about it...and even if i wasn't in love and going to spend the rest of my life with the old man this guy would never ever be a possibility...he is a sleazy old man...i like my old man way better....so i am not sure what i should do next...should i just pretend it never happened...i am not really worried about this guys opinion...one of the first stories i was told about him was about the time a chick tied him up naked in a motel room for some sex play, started a fire while smoking some drugs and left him tied up in the burning motel room for the firemen and police to find....so we are talking about a guy who must have a lot of kinks...i am more worried about #1 him telling anyone else #2 him thinking i want him in any way #3 him thinking i want to talk about my sex life with him...sooooooooooo do i just ignore it and if he brings it up act stupid or do i bring it up first and set some kind of boundaries or do i just wait for him to bring it up and act like it is no big deal...i am kind of leaning that way just because i think if i make it a big deal either by acting stupid like i don't know what he is talking about or bringing it up first he is going to zero in on it and make it a huge deal to get under my skin...let me know what you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-3443557535531743773?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/3443557535531743773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/swat-i-didnt-enjoyi-know-hard-to.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/3443557535531743773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/3443557535531743773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/swat-i-didnt-enjoyi-know-hard-to.html' title='a swat i didnt enjoy...i know hard to believe'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpVhGU41IrI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0h4XDsGDgxc/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-5493114630329594675</id><published>2009-08-25T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T04:33:13.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no sleep for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpPLV_C_FwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ugOcgolkjDQ/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373862358944782082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpPLV_C_FwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ugOcgolkjDQ/s400/aaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i was sleeping right now...well sleeping or being spanked...i am just babbling...lack of sleep will do that to ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-5493114630329594675?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/5493114630329594675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-sleep-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5493114630329594675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5493114630329594675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-sleep-for-me.html' title='no sleep for me'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpPLV_C_FwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ugOcgolkjDQ/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-5177907599339745456</id><published>2009-08-23T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T11:20:53.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpGIGTm1FlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Q5_LwyLfE6A/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 109px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373225472353441362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpGIGTm1FlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Q5_LwyLfE6A/s400/aa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;This one has been floating around...i don't remember who i borrowed it from but thanks :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked outside in a cold woodshed or inside by a cozy fire? by the fire to start with but if my rump gets too warm i might wanna go sit in the snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked in public or in private? i am too much of a prude to have it in public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather fantasize about spanking or actually be spanked? Is this really a choice...gotta have the real thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked for your humiliation or for your spanker's pleasure? My humiliation brings him pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked by hand or by hairbrush? Brush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked by belt or by cane?belt PLEASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked by paddle or riding crop? paddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be restrained or unrestrained during your spanking?i don't like being restrained because i am a squirmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked until you cried or until you are aroused?i am always aroused as soon as i see him getting the belt or as soon as his hand lands on my bottom the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather have just a red bottom or welts/bruises? i like running my hands over the welts after the spanking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked for the naughty things you have done or just because you enjoy the experience?either...sometimes i am extra bratty to ensure a spanking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked with pants up/skirt down or pants down/skirt up? skirt up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked with panties up or panties down? i am never given the choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked somewhat clothed or entirely naked? i like to be clothed with just the bum exposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather your spanking be strictly disciplinarian or sexually attractive in nature? Any spanking makes me wet and i don't think he could spank me with out fucking me after either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked by a male or by a female?the old man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be cuddled or scolded after your spanking? depends on why i got the spanking in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked OTK or bent over a table/chair? bent over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather your spanker have physical contact with you?yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you prefer to be spanked in the woods with a tree branch, bent over the hood of a car, or in a school with a ruler bent over the desk of your teacher/principal? i think the ruler beats out the other choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be a brat to your spanker to deserve a spanking or simply ask your spanker for a spanking because you know you needed it?bratting is fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Have you received a spanking in the past week? yes thank you very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked for the physical pleasure or the emotional release?i don't really have one with out the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather tell your best friends you enjoy be spanked or keep it secret?everyone except the old man thinks i am vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather spanking be a lifestyle choice or just something you dabble in? i am somewhere in between...i need it in my life but it isn't in every aspect of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather your lover be a vanilla or a spankoholic too? spanko all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked by a stranger or by someone who knew you well? the old man will do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked by despotic, mean person or by a compassionate, benevolent person?if i had to choose i would go with the meanie head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be talked to while you are spanked or no talking at all? talked to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather get one swat at a time with pauses to let the sting set in or a continuous tanning to build up the fire? one at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be forced into a spanking or willingly submit into a spanking? he knows i want it so much that he wouldn't believe it if i didn't submit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather have a safe word or be pushed beyond your preconceived limits? never really used a safe word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather your spanker know your spanking history or is ignorance bliss? good to know the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked by multiple people at one time or just by one person at one time? 6 one half dozen the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked once a day or once every few months? DAILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather your spanker be deeply in tune or be totally unaffected to your experience as a spankee? in tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather a closer physical relationship or a closer emotional relationship with your spanker? both thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather your spanker ice your bottom down after a spanking or send you to the corner to display his/her accomplishment? corner time then ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather your spanker be the person you wish to live the rest of your life with (i.e. marriage) or the person you can call on when your tushy tickles? the old man is the person i will be with for the rest of my life and he spanks me pretty darn good so he is my choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather spanking be a part of love making or not a part of love making? has to be a part of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather your spanker have total control over you when you are being spanked or do you still want to have some control while you are being spanked?i willingly hand him the control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be humiliated or respected during your spanking? humiliated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather spanking become part of a bigger BDSM alternative lifestyle or spanking just be spanking for spanking sake?we are more than spankos less than master/slave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be filmed during a spanking to share your exhibitionist naughtiness or are you too modest to show your bum to the world? way too shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather your spanking be gentle and gradual or painful and abrupt? whatever he wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be defiant or fearful going into a spanking? depends on my mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked exclusively in your own bedroom or anyplace else other than your own bedroom? with kids it makes it hard to be anywhere but the bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather be spanked exclusively on your bottom or other places could be interesting too? i enjoy when he spanks my pussy but not too hard and i also love when he spanks my breasts as hard as he can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather a spanking be a surprise or be something you have to look forward to?surprises are nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Would you rather spanking be a part of role playing kinkiness or a response to events that have happened in reality? Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-5177907599339745456?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/5177907599339745456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-one-has-been-floating-around.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5177907599339745456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5177907599339745456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-one-has-been-floating-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SpGIGTm1FlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Q5_LwyLfE6A/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-5084171609046163475</id><published>2009-08-22T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:47:25.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh woe oh woe oh woe is me</title><content type='html'>our mini vaca is not turning out well at all :( so my solution is to read some spanko blogs of course...i am sure i will give a run down on the vaca when i get home but let me just say thus far the most action i have gotten was a few miniutes of getting fingered in the car and getting a few swats in the car....sigh...woe is me(my hand is on my forehead as i say this)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-5084171609046163475?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/5084171609046163475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-woe-oh-woe-oh-woe-is-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5084171609046163475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5084171609046163475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-woe-oh-woe-oh-woe-is-me.html' title='oh woe oh woe oh woe is me'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-805403066167960245</id><published>2009-08-21T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:06:00.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Spoon Me Unless You Mean It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/So8U0IlN-YI/AAAAAAAAAFY/p7UNT943cMY/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 93px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372535766365632898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/So8U0IlN-YI/AAAAAAAAAFY/p7UNT943cMY/s400/aa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Ok i am all dressed up with no where to go...our mini vaca is starting today at some freakin point...we were hoping the old man could get off of work at lunch time so we could start out and of course it didnt go that way...so i am sitting here cooling my heels all dressed up in what he requested...a skirt with no panties, a tank top w/no bra and my hair in pig tails...waiting for him to get off of work knowing every extra minute he is there is an extra minute of reststop sex or hotel sex we arent having...it isnt just the sex that we might not get to have along the way that is bugging me....i love to travel but i have to travel in a certain way...i always plan everything out, i am packed way in advance, i like to leave on time if not early, i always combine the gas/eating/bathroom pit stops to get from point A to point B as soon as possible...the problem here is the old man isnt that way...the last time we went on a road trip we almost broke up before we left because he was spending 2 hours getting the car just right before we left making us 2 hours late starting out...by the time we left we werent talking to each other...if i leave late on a trip it just throws my whole day off...so i am presently trying not to let the anxiety of leaving later than we wanted get me all twisted up...i know it isnt his fault...so what is a girl to do?...blog about sex...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Well almost sex...so this is the continuation of the last blog...after our comedy filled session we went to sleep...the old man got up around 3:30ish either to use the bathroom or get some water or something...so he crawls back into bed and starts cuddling...my brain is automatically awake and my thoughts are..."WOOO HOOOO i am gonna get some more"...it takes about two seconds for me to get wet...so we are spooning and i start rubbing my ass against his crotch...no response....so i move his hand from my waist to my tit...no response...then all of a sudden he is SNORING in my ear....grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...i tried to wiggle some and wake him up and it just wasnt happening so i pushed away from him and grumbled for him not to snore in my ear...nothing worse than thinking you are gonna get some and you don't...when i brought it up to him the next day he said i should have just grabbed his crotch and stroked til he woke up...but i know if i had done that one of two things would have happened...either he would have grunted and pushed me away and it would have hurt my feelings or he would have woken up and fucked me but then i would have been in trouble when he was exhausted all day...so i let it go and read my book til i calmed back down and could go back to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;So my topic for today while it may seem like just me bitcing is actually about making the first move...who do you think should do it?...should it be the man?...should it be the woman?...whould it be whoever happens to be horny?...does it even matter?...i cant be the one to do it...there have been many a night when i lay awake next to him wanting him to turn me over and use me oh so good..but i just lay there...it isnt in my nature to instigate any kind of sex or play...i dont know if it is just my submissive nature or fear of being turned down but i cant bring myself to do it...maybe one day i will work up the nerve to just reach over and grab his cock and stroke him til he wakes up but that day is way in the future...So if you have any opinions or suggestions on this please leave me a comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-805403066167960245?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/805403066167960245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-spoon-me-unless-you-mean-it.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/805403066167960245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/805403066167960245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-spoon-me-unless-you-mean-it.html' title='Don&apos;t Spoon Me Unless You Mean It'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/So8U0IlN-YI/AAAAAAAAAFY/p7UNT943cMY/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-6736441999364777610</id><published>2009-08-20T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T11:23:39.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nail the damn mattress to the box spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/So2ThThwooI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EdcLU9JH03I/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372112130909708930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/So2ThThwooI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EdcLU9JH03I/s400/aaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;So i got laid...woooohooooo....yeah but i got injured as well...not wooohooo...well there were some good injuries but i call that my spanking...i was actually supposed to make it over to his place two nights ago but that didn't happen...so i get there last night and i am pretty sure it was to just make me suffer for keeping him waiting he kept me waiting a while...i was on the bed in my nightie and he was just playing on his computer letting me literally stew in my own juices...when he finally decided to fuck me he ordered me to get naked and walked over to get his belt...now i am not one who can stay still for spankings...it amazes me when people can...i jerk and wiggle(along with crying out and getting VERY wet) with pretty much every stroke of the belt...so we followed the pretty standard starting routine for us...he started playing with my nipples - pinching, sucking and biting - then came the nipple clamps....then he spanked me damn good....then i sucked him off while he spanked me some more...then the fucking began...so hard and a bit more wild than usual....apparently we had scooted the mattress partially off of the box spring with out noticing...so when i was laying across the bed with my head at one side and he threw my legs over his shoulders and started pounding me the mattress was too far off the box spring and a tumbling down i went...lol...it wasn't too bad because i felt it happening and twisted my body so my face hit a little hard but it could have been much worse...so we took a little break...by this time i couldn't even tell you how many times i had cum but the old man hadn't...but i think he felt a little guilty for fucking me right out of the bed so we took a time out...when we restarted it was awesome...no matter how many sessions we have had in a night(or day) when his cock first slides into my cunt i fall in love with his cock all over again and if he is smacking my ass when it happens...oh forget about it...lol...anyways so we start going at it again this time with my head on the other side of the bed...i don't like laying with my head at the head board because i don't like banging my head against the head board...well guess what happens...a tumbling i go again...but this time i didn't realize what was happening in time and my head hit the floor with an audible thunk....i stood up a bit dizzy and my head and neck both hurt...now i have fallen/been fucked out of the bed once or twice before but never two times in one night...what started out a naughty night ended up turning into a comedy...and as i was picking myself up off the floor he was trying his hardest not to laugh...at the time i wasn't in the mood to chuckle but now as i retell it i can see the humor in the situation...at this point the old man called an end to the nights acrobatics and i laid down to read and he played on the computer for a bit...then he decided to go to bed and asked "do you want some more fucking"...he hadn't even finished the sentence before i threw the book down and moved over for him to fuck me...this time we stuck with good old doggy style so there was no chance of me injuring myself further...ok so that was the sex for the evening...the question is does anyone have any suggestions for keeping the mattress from moving off of the box spring?...i woke up this morning with a bruise on my face which was either from the fall or from when he was biting/sucking on my neck...either way have to think up a cover story for the bruise...i have more to write about the night but i have some stupid chores that must be done so i will be back on later to write more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-6736441999364777610?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/6736441999364777610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/nail-damn-mattress-to-box-spring.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6736441999364777610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6736441999364777610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/nail-damn-mattress-to-box-spring.html' title='Nail the damn mattress to the box spring'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/So2ThThwooI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EdcLU9JH03I/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-7790689805035294466</id><published>2009-08-17T18:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:18:38.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meme from daisy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SooPbqd2BXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6IGTYqNaNFs/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371122473523086706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SooPbqd2BXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6IGTYqNaNFs/s400/aa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, there are no rules for this one; other than please tell the absolute truth! If it is a question you would feel uncomfortable telling the truth on, please just say, "Claiming the 5th" ...LOL, no probs with unanswered questions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) How old are you? old enough to know better young enough not to want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Are you in a steady relationship? yes with the old man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) How many times have you been married? one too many&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) How many people have you spanked/been spanked by?more than a handful less than a gross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) State top 3 reasons for enjoying spanking/being spanked? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)the loss of control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)the pain is a great reminder of what i should/shouldnt be doing(and it feels so good)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)it makes me very wet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) What is your favourite meal? Steak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) If a friend offered to bake you a cake, which would you ask for? some kind of vanilla strawberry concoction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Name 3 foods you would gag to see on your plate broccoli, seafood, liver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Do you have any phobias? If so, name! liars...i just cant deal eith them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10)If you could choose a brand new car, what colour would you pick? pretty blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11)Describe your dwelling place house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) DO you live in urban or rural area, countryside or seaside? urban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) How many miles to your nearest McDonalds? not even a half mile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) How many miles to your nearest train station, bus stop? bus stop is by the mcdonalds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) How far to travel to reach a shopping area with a range of shops including large supermarket?100 yards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16) Do you exercise regularly? i dont understand the question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17)Would you consider yourself healthy?that would depend on your definition of healthy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18) Do you feel you are under/overweight? Yes. oh, which? lol, I'm too short for my weight.(couldnt have said it better myself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19) Are you currently on a healthy eating plan? (never say diet!) not even a little bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20) Do you have any pets? besides the man in my life?...just kidding honey..i have a dog and turtle and some fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21) How many hours a week on recreational use of a computer? i mix my work day with business related web surfing and recreational web surfing so i cant answer this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22) Do you consume alcohol regularly? (if so, how much on average in a week?)No, I don't drink at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)How many hours a week do you get the opportunity to relax/enjoy privacy with your partner? not enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(24) Who does the lion's share of the housework in your household? i soooo wish i could say the maid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25) How many hours a week, on average, do you spend watching TV? maybr 15-20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26) Do you smoke? If so, how many a week?i do occasionaly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;27) Name any sport you do/would be willing to, take part in. does outdoor sex count?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28) Would you like to participate in an extreme sport? (eg, hang gliding, bungee jumping...) no i choose life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;29 What is your partners/potential partners, sexiest feature? (eyes, ass, smile, legs, muscles, chest, voice, etc) all of the above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;30) What field of work are you in? (be as general as you need to...) a vital service here in vegas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-7790689805035294466?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/7790689805035294466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/meme-from-daisy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/7790689805035294466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/7790689805035294466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/meme-from-daisy.html' title='meme from daisy'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SooPbqd2BXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6IGTYqNaNFs/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-8439926123225109251</id><published>2009-08-17T15:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T16:02:42.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeds and a spanking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SonhGrKpOaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3V05pNmY1xE/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371071535398861218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SonhGrKpOaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3V05pNmY1xE/s400/aaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a quickie since i am at work and i am supposed to be behaving myself...lol...i am an average tv watcher...most shows i will watch if i am home and bored but if not i wont lose any sleep over it...HOWEVER there are a handful of shows that are "must see tv" for me...my most current is Sons of Anarchy...let me tell you that Charlie Hunnam who plays the lead character is just plain yummy...anyways back to the show i wanted to talk about...i love the show weeds but i do not get showtime anymore(too expensive not enough watchable tv)...so i just wait til the season comes out on DVD and watch it then...i was very pleasantly surprised when a new character to season 4 was sitting in the limo with Nancy and pull her OTK, pulled up her cute little purple dress to reveal pretty black lace panties and spanked her hard...two of my favorite things - spanking and the show weeds- now combined....woooo hooooo...i didnt finish the season but i hope there will be much more of this to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-8439926123225109251?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/8439926123225109251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-quickie-since-i-am-at-work-and-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8439926123225109251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8439926123225109251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-quickie-since-i-am-at-work-and-i.html' title='Weeds and a spanking'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SonhGrKpOaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3V05pNmY1xE/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-8405620848013898317</id><published>2009-08-16T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:38:09.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>electrifying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SohQ7TEInwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lQ5G2c_i1V4/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370631535299436290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SohQ7TEInwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lQ5G2c_i1V4/s400/aaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i am looking to play with a tens unit but i am unsure what the rules and warnings are for this...some people say you cant use it at all above the waist yet some people say you can...i have the unit that i got for an ankle injury years ago but i have never used it for any kind of play...i love breast play and i am hoping to find some advice on doing it..but i don't want to do any serious damage to myself so i am looking for others input...luckily i have complete trust in my old man who will be the one controlling the session...so i feel 100% safe in that sense...i just want to have an idea of what the guidelines for this kind of play should be...also i am wondering what kind of sensations the tens unit will provide..so as always any comments or suggestions will be greatly appreciated &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-8405620848013898317?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/8405620848013898317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/electrifying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8405620848013898317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8405620848013898317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/electrifying.html' title='electrifying'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SohQ7TEInwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lQ5G2c_i1V4/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-6362317131286436800</id><published>2009-08-15T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:58:11.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the anniversary that was then wasnt then was then wasnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sodh3jLXUzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8jHq6o2yBVM/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370368687626212146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sodh3jLXUzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8jHq6o2yBVM/s400/aaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the anniversary celebration was amazing but it was derailed a few times before it got rolling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First an unexpected out of town guest(not mine) who was fucking rude enough not to let him know she was coming made what should have been night number 1 of our playing and celebrating not happen...it was the night before our anniversary and i wanted to have a night of playing and then wake up together on our anniversary...while i am very open on here explaining all my kinks and fun i keep all of that hidden in person...so i was not about to go over to get the punishment i knew was coming my way where there would be an inconsiderate bitch oops i mean houseguest on the other side of a thin wall inhibiting my responses and enthusiasm....i am not sure if you can tell but i am slightly bitter about this houseguest...it just really pisses me off that with things finally settled down enough with the family situation going on that had been keeping us apart just in time for us to celebrate our anniversary it all got thrown to the back burner because some bitch couldn't be considerate enough to fucking call first...Now living in Vegas i know my friends love to come here...partly to visit me and partly because they know they have a place to stay in vegas where they aren't going to have to pay for a hotel or most meals or cabs or any of that...but in the 10 years i have lived here there were two times when friends just showed up with no warning and they knew they were taking a risk that they would be on their own...i would never not give them a room but if one of my friends stupidly showed up on our anniversary with no warning he or she would have had to entertain themselves... this is where my anger spreads to the old man...as far as i am concerned he should have told her "Welcome to town. Of course you can stay here. HOWEVER i will be spending the night at my woman's house celebrating our anniversary" but he didn't want to be rude or unwelcoming....now i am not sure why one has to not be polite to another human being who has proven herself to be completely inconsiderate...Is all of my bitterness increased because it is a female friend...yes...i am not even going to try to pretend i would be as pissed if it was a man staying at his house...first off i think if it was a male friend my old man would have been much more willing to tell his friend "hey i am going to go get laid you are on your own"...second off while i don't believe my man would cheat(i have told him he can have sex with any other woman as long as he is honest with me about so when he says he isn't going to fuck her i believe him) it hurts my feelings that he chose her over me...so through all of this i kept my temper...usually i would fly off the handle and i really didn't...i did my very best to just explain to him that my feelings were hurt etc.....so that was night one of the anniversary ruined&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onto night two...i am a stubborn bitch sometimes and when i dig my heels in well i dig my heels in...the saying "cut your nose of to spite your face" applies here...i wanted to get fucked soooooo bad it physically hurt me(what i call my blue ovaries)...but i was still pissed that she was there and i wanted him to suffer for letting her presence push me to the back burner...and again i really didn't want to have to be quiet when he was fucking me OR deal with any kind of awkward situation...by the end of the night i really had wished that she was the kind of friend he could have just invited into our bed so i could have not only gotten the fucking i needed but i could have licked some pussy too...i also wished he would have just "ordered" me to get over there and service him...the only reason i didn't basically boils down to pride and i think it is his job to knock my pride down if i am being stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So night three...we had already planned on getting a room at a nice hotel and going to a movie, a nice dinner and going to an adult store to get some toys...initially i wasn't sure if we were going to keep the plans because of the above mentioned bitch...but the old man assured me we were going to...so i checked into the hotel and waited for him...he got off of work a little late but hurried to the hotel where the plan was to take a shower and then get right down to spanking and fucking me before we went to dinner and the movie...well he literally walked into the room took his boots off and the company cell phone rang with an issue requiring him to turn around and leave...GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR...so he goes and takes care of the work issue...by the time he gets back we aren't going to have enough time for pretty much anything more than his shower...well at least that is what i thought...no during the day i had been instructed to wear a skirt with no panties underneath...so i was laying on the bed playing on my laptop(watching porn) when he got out of the shower and he didn't waste any time walking straight over to the bed, lifting my skirt and spanking my ass...so at this point i think well i will at least get a spanking before we go out...i can be happy with that...he then grabbed his nipple clamps and put them on my very happy nipples...back to the spanking...then i feel him pulling my hips up to position me doggystyle...i almost came right then when i realized he meant to fuck me...now there is something to be said for a man who can make it last all night or make it as quick as it needs to be...i made sure to wear my hair in pigtails and he made sure to grab those and use them to pull me back onto his cock...i came three times wooo hooo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the movie we only had enough time to grab a quick snack...then we saw the ugly truth...VERY VERY funny movie...i enjoyed it and so did he...it was a fight to get him to go see a "chick flick" instead of some bang bang shoot em up but he ended up enjoying the movie as much as i did...of course i am sure the fact that he made me cum three times during the movie helped that out...lol...the first two times were from nipple play....i thought i would be cute and tease him so i kept rubbing his thigh and cock through his jeans...i should have known better because his response was him sliding his arm around my shoulders and then down my shirt...he was ruthless on my nipples...i think i bit his arm a few times because i was so turned on and in pain and i didn't want to moan or make any noises that would draw attention to us...about half way through the movie i moved my thigh over his...i LOVE stadium style seating in the new theaters that have the arm rests that can be move up out of the way...makes everything from cuddling to blow jobs in the theater way easier....lol...so i was sitting with my thigh over his and his hand was rubbing my thigh and then magically made its way to my very wet pussy...it took about 30 seconds of him fingering me before i came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the movie we had to decide what to do...if we had left to go to the adult store it would have made it so we would barely have any play time...so we decided to grab a bite and then go fuck...a decision i am very happy with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got back to the room he stripped and asked me why i still had clothes on...i went to grab my nightie and he objected...he likes me naked all the time and i like having at least a nightie on...so i kind of hemmed and hawed til he went to the rest room and i quickly changed into my nightie...he came out and grabbed the nipple clamps and pulled the nightie down to clamp them on...then he grabbed his belt and went to town...it is all kind of a pain/pleasure blurr but i do remember him yelling at me to hold my nightie up because it was silky and kept sliding down to cover my ass while he was using the belt on me...then i remember him grabbing the nightie and pulling it over my head telling me he told me not to put it on and i was going to pay for doing so...the sting of that belt hurt sooo good...using my hair to pull me around he started fucking my face while still using the belt on my ass every now and then....by the time i tasted his precum i had already cum at least two times...he then turned me around and started fucking me hard and fast...for a very long time...at various times he cut off my air supply til i passed out...and i love that...i love handing that control over to him...letting him decide when i can breathe is pretty much the ultimate show of trust...and every time i regained consciousness and gasped my first breath of air after he released his grip i would cum hard....it was a night filled with my cum...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't get to do everything we wanted to...we had grand plans of using the tens unit(gonna be the topic for my next blog) for the first time, he brought cuffs, blindfolds, gags, all kinds of cunt toys, etc...but we are taking a mini vacation next weekend and hopefully we will get to explore some more ways to cum then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so my questions to you all is #1 am i being unfair regarding his friend coming to town #2 is it his job to take the wind out of my sails when i am being too prideful and just "order" me to knock it off?  #3 did i place too much importance on the "anniversary"...should it be as special as i tried to make it or should i be that into fucking my old man and playing with him every day of the week? and lastly #4 does anyone else like the breathing control like i so and do you have any thoughts or ideas on it...actually if anyone has an thoughts or ideas on anything i wrote i would love to hear from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS take the poll on the side of my page please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-6362317131286436800?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/6362317131286436800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/anniversary-that-was-then-wasnt-then.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6362317131286436800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6362317131286436800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/anniversary-that-was-then-wasnt-then.html' title='the anniversary that was then wasnt then was then wasnt'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sodh3jLXUzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8jHq6o2yBVM/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-7097399036990167863</id><published>2009-08-12T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:23:38.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SoMy0UeLnvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/apUWMCnaLLg/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369191055185649394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SoMy0UeLnvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/apUWMCnaLLg/s400/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it has been too long since i have really blogged...again just super busy...so lets do a quicky for today...topic is night sex vs morning sex vs nooners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not one for nooners...it just seems to rushed for me to try to meet up and get laid on a lunch hour...unless of course you have extra long lunches which i dont...now bed time sex which is 95% of the sex the old man and i have is a double edged sword for me...i usually fall asleep before he is ready to fuck me...so he wakes me up which i dont mind most of the time and we will go about our session but the down side is he is a typical man and falls alseep within 20 minutes afterwards...hell usually with in 5 minute afterwards and i am wired for sound after sex...it always takes me like an hour to come down and settle down enough where i can fall back asleep...hence the small reading light on my side of the bed...so this leaves morning sex...by far my FAVORITE sex is morning sex...i LOVE LOVE LOVE being woken up out of a deep sleep with a cock sliding into my cunt and a fist in my hair pulling as hard as can be....i think that is the main reason he doesn't like me sleeping with panties on so if he does feel like fucking me there is no obstacle in his way ...in my opinion it is the best way to start the day and it wakes me up really fast...i don't even have the desire to hit the snooze button once...lol...unfortunately my man isnt really a morning person and has a habit of sleeping in too long as it is so i dont get morning sex very often :(...i know poor me...if i am lucky i might get a swat or two if i am not good about getting up or something...but other than that not sexual satisfaction for me in the morning...maybe i should try to be more bratty or something in the mornings and see if that gets me fucked...what do you think?...i would love to read any comments or emails about this topic from you all&lt;br /&gt;i do believe i am seeing honey tonight and i do believe he will be punishing me so hopefully tomorrow i will have interesting/fun stuff to tell you...lol...ok i am going to fill out a quickie a friend sent me below...kinda silly but it is a silly day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've kissed someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ X ] on the cheek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] on the lips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] on their hands or fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] in their room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] of the opposite sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] of the same sex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] a little younger than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] a little older than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] with black hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] with curly hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] blonde hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] brown hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] blonde hair and blue eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] with red hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] with straight hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] shorter than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] with a lip ring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] who i truly love/loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] who was drunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] who was high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] right after waking up&lt;br /&gt;[ X ] just before bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] late at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] who I had just met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] who I really didn't want to kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] while i was going out with some else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] on a bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] in a graveyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] against a wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] at a show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] in a pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] who was/is a good friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] in the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] with an std.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] in the shower/tub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] in a car/taxi/bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] on a plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] in the movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] in a bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] in the dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] on a roof top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] under water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] while driving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] a stranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] more than one person at once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] and cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] goodbye forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] when i was drunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] who didn't speak english&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ X ] with an accent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-7097399036990167863?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/7097399036990167863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-it-has-been-too-long-since-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/7097399036990167863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/7097399036990167863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-it-has-been-too-long-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SoMy0UeLnvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/apUWMCnaLLg/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-8696162926319419664</id><published>2009-08-08T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:20:09.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sn4TWm5ERDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cNuC0crkHoI/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367749084990161970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sn4TWm5ERDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cNuC0crkHoI/s400/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it has been quite some time since i have been fucked and used properly...things are finally starting to calm down with my issues but this weekend my man has obligations with his stupid ex...whatever...so hopefully we will spend many days this upcoming week making up for it and i will have lots of naughty events to share...or at least lots ans lots of punishments...hee hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so until then i will blog about something else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so there obviously are lots of battery operated toys i have used but my comment about liking whipped cream in the last blog has me thinking about food play...the very first time i played with any kind of food was when i was like 17 or 18 and we did the typical whipped cream and choco syrup...the reason it stands out in my head so much right now is because one of my then boyfriend's friends came over and saw the empty whipped cream can in the trash in the bedroom and he gave us tons of shit over it embarrassing the hell out of me...anyways over the years i have used the dessert type food(whipped cream, strawberries, choco syrup, butterscotch, ice cream, etc.)...i have used some veggies(carrots, cucumbers, etc)...i have used some meat stuff but never in me...for example while eating a hot dog with a man i am fucking i have been known to show him just how much of the hot dog i can take into my mouth at once...but i have never had a man fuck me with a hot dog or sausage or what ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have satellite radio and i was listening to the playboy channel and a listener asked if it is ok to use either a stick lollipop or popsicle to fuck his girlfriend with...i would have never thought about it but there were plenty of callers who called in to say they or their partner had gotten an infection from acts like that...of course there were also callers who called in to say the opposite - that they had been fucked with candy or popsicles or whatever and never had any side effects...i have never used candy like that...now i have had a man lick the back of gummy bears and stick them all over my breasts and every now and then during fucking he would move his mouth to my tits and bite a gummy bear off(none too gently)...but i have never been fucked with candy...honestly though the idea of being fucked with a stick lollipop or candy cane and then allowed to suck that candy afterward is very tempting...so i was wondering if any of you have stories or advice with this topic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-8696162926319419664?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/8696162926319419664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/food-for-thought.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8696162926319419664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/8696162926319419664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sn4TWm5ERDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cNuC0crkHoI/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-822623945413593523</id><published>2009-08-08T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:34:24.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another "borrowed" blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sn4Lb_5_9aI/AAAAAAAAAEI/23cqslOr3uM/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 98px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367740381511284130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sn4Lb_5_9aI/AAAAAAAAAEI/23cqslOr3uM/s400/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Borrowed of course...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I give you money and send you into the grocery store to pick up 5 items. You can only pick one thing from the following departments. What do you choose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Produce: Tomato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frozen: ice cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dairy: whipped cream...prefferably to be spread on my nips or his cock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meat:steak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Canned goods:creamed corn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Let's say you're heading out for a weekend getaway. You're only allowed to bring 3 articles of clothing with you. So, what's in your bag?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;depends on who the weekend is with me...if it is a naughty trip then the 3 items would be 3 sexy nighties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if it is a normal getaway i'd need undies, comfy jeans and comfy bras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. If I were to listen in on one of your conversations throughout the day, what 4 phrases or words would I be most likely to hear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is wrong with your unit(related to work not a naughty thing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleep is overrated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beware of my fists of fury(it is the most believable when i say it to guys who are at least a foot taller than me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do believe i need a spanking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. So, what 4 things do you find yourself doing every single day, and if you didn't get to do them, you probably wouldn't be in the best mood?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pee....seriously do you know how important that is to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk to the family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. You're driving down the road, and suddenly you're hit with this sense of road rage. What 3 factors probably contributed to it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone driving way too slow in front of me-especially if they sped past me and cut me off before they slowed down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a stupid adult hasnt properly buckled their children in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;someon driving too slow(i really hate that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. You just scored a whole afternoon to yourself. We're talking a 3 hour block with nobody around. What 5 activities might we find you doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;checking email/blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;napping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching naughty videos/masturbating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;logic puzzles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. We're going to the zoo. But, it looks like it could start storming, so it'll have to be a quick visit. What 3 exhibits do we have to get to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like zoos...i like animals to be free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. You just scored tickets to the taping of any television show of your choice. You can pick any 4, so what are you going to see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sons of anarchy so i can convince Jax(charlie hunnam) how much he will love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;torchwood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ace of cakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;army wives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. You're hungry for ice cream. I'll give you a triple-dipper ice cream cone. What 3 flavors can I pile on for ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cherry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cookie and cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Somebody stole your purse/wallet. In order to get it back, you have to name 5 things you know are inside to claim it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;license&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my old man's high school and military ids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;check book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;loose change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;depending on the day maybe my bullet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. You are at a job fair, and are asked in what areas you are interested in pursuing a career. Let's pretend you have every talent and ability to be whatever you wanted, so what 4 careers would be fun for you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay at home mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;trophy wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gopher on sons of anarchy set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;closet organizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. If you could go back and talk to the old you, when you were in high school, and inform yourself of 4 things, what would you say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it all boils down to dont sweat the the small stuff and you will ge through it just have faith in yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-822623945413593523?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/822623945413593523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-borrowed-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/822623945413593523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/822623945413593523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-borrowed-blog.html' title='another &quot;borrowed&quot; blog'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sn4Lb_5_9aI/AAAAAAAAAEI/23cqslOr3uM/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-7249953727172523634</id><published>2009-08-07T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:44:55.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #110000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #110000 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000; WIDTH: 400px; BORDER-TOP: #110000 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #110000 1px solid" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BACKGROUND: #330011; COLOR: #ffffff; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 106px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #660033; HEIGHT: 14px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BACKGROUND: #440011; COLOR: #ffffff; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 116px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #770022; HEIGHT: 14px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BACKGROUND: #330011; COLOR: #ffffff; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 108px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #660033; HEIGHT: 14px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BACKGROUND: #330011; COLOR: #ffffff; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 106px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #660033; HEIGHT: 14px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BACKGROUND: #220011; COLOR: #ffffff; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 34px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #330077; HEIGHT: 14px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BACKGROUND: #550011; COLOR: #ffffff; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 160px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #990022; HEIGHT: 14px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BACKGROUND: #440011; COLOR: #ffffff; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 7px"&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 128px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #770022; HEIGHT: 14px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Discover Your Sins - Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi everyone i saw this on this page &lt;a href="http://fabsterrant.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://fabsterrant.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; i didnt think i was as prideful as this suggests but oh well...hope everyone is enjoyng this fabulous friday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-7249953727172523634?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/7249953727172523634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/greed-medium-gluttony-high-wrath-medium.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/7249953727172523634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/7249953727172523634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/greed-medium-gluttony-high-wrath-medium.html' title=''/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-6824371238749744287</id><published>2009-08-04T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:59:30.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>borrowed</title><content type='html'>I borrowed this from exploits of lexi...i dont know how to link you to her but she is on my list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  French kissed (tongued)? Yes&lt;br /&gt;2.  Been on a blind date? Yes&lt;br /&gt;3.  Had or given a hickey? Yes&lt;br /&gt;4.  Engaged in foreplay? yes&lt;br /&gt;5.  Read a pornographic book or magazine? Yes&lt;br /&gt;6.  Masturbated to a picture? Yes&lt;br /&gt;7.  Sucked an Member of the Opposite Sex's breasts or had your breasts sucked? Yes&lt;br /&gt;8.  Seen a pornographic movie? Yes&lt;br /&gt;9.  Gone coed skinny-dipping? Yes&lt;br /&gt;10.  Committed an act of exhibitionism (moon, streak, flash)? yes&lt;br /&gt;11.  Masturbated? no NEVER *nose grows as long as a couch*&lt;br /&gt;12.  Purchased contraceptives? Yes&lt;br /&gt;13.  Engaged in foreplay for more than two hours consecutively? yes&lt;br /&gt;14.  Been shopping inside a porn shop? Yes&lt;br /&gt;15.  Showered or bathed with an MOS? Yes&lt;br /&gt;16.  Shaved your pubic hair? Yes&lt;br /&gt;17.  Committed an act of voyeurism? Yes&lt;br /&gt;18.  Had sex with a virgin? Yes&lt;br /&gt;19.  Had sex in a car? Not full out sex just messin around&lt;br /&gt;20.  Had sex outdoors? Yes&lt;br /&gt;21.  Experienced a lap dance? Not really&lt;br /&gt;22.  Gone to a strip club or porn house? I don't know what a porn house is. I've been to a strip     club. (i dont know what a porn house is either...is it an adult theater?)&lt;br /&gt;23.  Performed a strip tease for an MOS? no&lt;br /&gt;24.  Met with someone for sex only? Yes&lt;br /&gt;25.  Had sex non-stop for an hour? Yes&lt;br /&gt;26.  Interrupted a couple having sex? Yes&lt;br /&gt;27.  Jerked off or fingered by an MOS? Yes&lt;br /&gt;28.  Jerked off or fingered an MOS? Yes&lt;br /&gt;29.  Photographed a MOS naked? Yes&lt;br /&gt;30.  Been naked in photos taken by a MOS? Yes&lt;br /&gt;31.  Given oral sex to a MOS? Yes&lt;br /&gt;32.  Done 69? Yes&lt;br /&gt;33.  Had sex in three or more positions? yes&lt;br /&gt;34.  Experimented sexually before puberty? Yes&lt;br /&gt;35.  Been caught masturbating? yes&lt;br /&gt;36.  Masturbated with another person in the room? Yes&lt;br /&gt;37.  Watched another person masturbate? Yes&lt;br /&gt;38.  Watched another party have sex? Yes&lt;br /&gt;39.  Had sex in a public place? Yes&lt;br /&gt;40.  Had sex during menstruation? Yes&lt;br /&gt;41.  Gotten a woman pregnant, been pregnant? yes&lt;br /&gt;42.  (Arranged, had) an abortion? yes&lt;br /&gt;43.  Have a child or children? No&lt;br /&gt;44.  Had a V.D. test? yes&lt;br /&gt;45.  Had a V.D.? Fortunately, no (X2)&lt;br /&gt;46.  Orgasmed three or more times in one night? yes i dont even count it an actual session unless i cum more than 3 times&lt;br /&gt;47.  Traveled over 100 miles just to get laid? yes&lt;br /&gt;48.  Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend or spouse? nope&lt;br /&gt;49.  Picked up a stranger for sex? no&lt;br /&gt;50.  Had sex with a member that you've met on [adult personals site]? yes&lt;br /&gt;51.  Had sex with a MOS with an age difference of 10 years or more? Yes&lt;br /&gt;52.  Had sex with a MOS with an age difference of 20 years or more? Yes&lt;br /&gt;53.  Put an inanimate object up your vagina or anus? Yes&lt;br /&gt;54.  Had anal sex? Yes&lt;br /&gt;55.  Had sex in front of a third party? kinda&lt;br /&gt;56.  Had an alcoholic drink? Yes&lt;br /&gt;57.  Been drunk? Yes&lt;br /&gt;58.  Used alcohol to lower an MOS's resistance? no&lt;br /&gt;59.  Had an alcoholic blackout? Yes&lt;br /&gt;60.  Smoked tobacco? Yes&lt;br /&gt;61.  Smoked pot or hashish? Yes&lt;br /&gt;62.  Used LSD, PCP, heroin, or Mushrooms? No&lt;br /&gt;63.  Used cocaine? yes&lt;br /&gt;64.  Used three or more recreational drugs in one night? No&lt;br /&gt;65.  Been arrested? yes&lt;br /&gt;66.  Been convicted of a crime? No&lt;br /&gt;67.  Accepted money to remove any clothing? no&lt;br /&gt;68.  Gotten laid on the first date? Yes&lt;br /&gt;69.  Had a threesome? Yes&lt;br /&gt;70.  Had a foursome? no&lt;br /&gt;71.  Attended any of the orgy or swinger parties held by [adult personals site's] members?no&lt;br /&gt;72.  Rimmed a partner? Yes&lt;br /&gt;73.  Sought out a hooker? No&lt;br /&gt;74.  Engaged with a hooker or gigolo? no&lt;br /&gt;75.  Had sex with two MOSes at the same time? no&lt;br /&gt;76.  Had sex with two different people separately in a 24 hr period? Yes&lt;br /&gt;77.  Videotaped yourself having sex? Yes&lt;br /&gt;78.  Accepted money to perform a sexual act?no&lt;br /&gt;79.  Gave or received sex with a strap-on? no&lt;br /&gt;80.  Slept with a married MOS? yes&lt;br /&gt;81.  Been engaged? yes&lt;br /&gt;82.  Been married? yes&lt;br /&gt;83.  Had sex with a friend of a current boyfriend/girlfriend or spouse? no&lt;br /&gt;84.  Had sex with a relative of a current boyfriend/girlfriend or spouse? no&lt;br /&gt;85.  Had sex with more than 10 different people in your life? Yes&lt;br /&gt;86.  Had sex with more than 30 different people in your life? Yes&lt;br /&gt;87.  Had sex with more than 50 different people in your life? no&lt;br /&gt;88.  Had sex with an unconscious person?no&lt;br /&gt;89.  Been propositioned by a homosexual?yes&lt;br /&gt;90.  Accepted? Yes&lt;br /&gt;91.  Kissed a member of the SAME sex? Yes&lt;br /&gt;92.  Been masturbated by a member of the SAME sex? Yes&lt;br /&gt;93.  Been orally stimulated by a member of the SAME sex? Yes&lt;br /&gt;94.  Had sex with a member of the SAME sex? Yes&lt;br /&gt;95.  Lived in a threesome (sex with 2 others) for a month or more?no&lt;br /&gt;96.  Been involved in an orgy or swingers party? no&lt;br /&gt;97.  Engaged in bondage? yes&lt;br /&gt;98.  Engaged in sadomasochism for sexual enjoyment? yes&lt;br /&gt;99.  Engaged in group (5 or more people) sex? no&lt;br /&gt;100.  Recommended [adult personal site] to another person? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 no answers....does that mean i am too pure still?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual feel free to ask any questions you wish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-6824371238749744287?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/6824371238749744287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/borrowed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6824371238749744287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6824371238749744287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/borrowed.html' title='borrowed'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-5981609484537197571</id><published>2009-08-02T17:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:05:01.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SnYplr987KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3OaNpWFZXyc/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365521733492993186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SnYplr987KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3OaNpWFZXyc/s400/aa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is in a name? Master, slave, Dom, sub, Domme, switch, Top, bottom, Daddy, the girl, slut, whore, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried my hand at most of the names at one point or another...tried being a Domme for a switch at one point..,found that just wasn't in my nature...at times i like to call a partner Daddy but that gets weird at times it just depends on the partner...i have been called a slave...but i have never really felt like a slave...i feel the title slave is for someone who lives in the world 24/7...and that just isn't for me...partly because we have kids around during the day and i don't like them to realize what is going on - especially the two girls...i want them to come to any kinks they will have on their own not because they saw it while growing up...also i love/need to be controlled and used in bed and in the bedroom but i am just not the type of gal who likes it all the time...i completely respect those who can and do live the life that way it just isn't for me...and i realize that the name "slave" comes with a commitment to the life style that i haven't put in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slut and whore are pretty commonly used and i do enjoy being called either name...I am not sure what the difference is between a Dom/sub and a Top/bottom...in my head they are kind of the same...i guess i used to classify myself by one name or another and in the last two years i have been in the relationship i am currently in i haven't thought about it so much...he just knows i like to be used and abused when the kids are asleep and the door is locked at night...i am the type of girl who if you asked my co-workers if i liked anything kinky at all they would swear up and down i am not that type of person...i bet they wouldn't even think i would fuck in anything besides missionary..but that is ok with me...i don't need them to know my business...i save that for all you wonderful people who read my blog :D...so my question to you this fine Sunday afternoon is what is in a name...what name do you classify yourself as...do you disagree with the descriptions i have given the different titles...do you have any sexy stories to share about a title...as always i'd love to hear from you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-5981609484537197571?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/5981609484537197571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-in-name.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5981609484537197571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/5981609484537197571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SnYplr987KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3OaNpWFZXyc/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-4212969377143443501</id><published>2009-08-01T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:29:58.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SnUWHncoyuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nQZdUQJ9p38/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365218851185806050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SnUWHncoyuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nQZdUQJ9p38/s400/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi E/everyone...i haven't had the best of weekends and there is still a lot to go...so the only answer obviously is to write a blog...i am going to write a blog that will be a bunch of rambling i am sure and then watch the torchwood mini-series and then well probably sleep...since i am fighting with the old man i am not going to be getting laid that is for sure...so i will just keep myself busy...i used to blog on 360 and i try to keep the blog up beat and focused on fun or naughty things but that is hard to do when the man in my life is acting like an asshat...or to be fair i supposed i should say when i am acting like an asshat too but obviously he is the asshat more often than i am...lol...and this time it is him for damn sure...with out going into too much detail(i am sure you all would rather i didn't) he is acting like a immature person and i am frustrated at having to deal with it...so anyways not sure when i will be getting spanked and laid again so i will have to make do chatting on here about naughty things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tonight i have decided to ask about body hair...well pubic hair to be exact...i like the shaved look but the maintenance and ingrown hairs are too much for me to deal with too often...so i prefer trimming...my current sexual partner doesn't mind either way...but i have been with many a partner who insisted on me being completely shaved...i think most men prefer their partners to be shaved completely or maybe that is just one of those urban legends that is put out there...i would love to hear from you...on that and if you feel different if you are shaved or not..i don't feel too much difference but maybe that is just me...now as to my preference for my partner i guess i like it better when they are shaved for one simple reason...nothing slows me down faster when performing oral sex than having to fish a pubic hair out of my mouth...fun times...lol...ok i know this blog isn't as interesting or long as my usual but i will be back on my game soon...i promise ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-4212969377143443501?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/4212969377143443501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-eeveryone.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4212969377143443501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4212969377143443501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-eeveryone.html' title=''/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SnUWHncoyuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nQZdUQJ9p38/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-6002585401354172751</id><published>2009-07-28T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:16:00.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this was sent to me today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sm-wz4tF_KI/AAAAAAAAADY/8z9qVNv9YuQ/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 88px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363700086662888610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sm-wz4tF_KI/AAAAAAAAADY/8z9qVNv9YuQ/s400/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes or No Share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. You can ONLY answer Yes or No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages or comments you and asks. -- and believe me, the temptation to explain some of these will be overwhelming nothing is exactly as it seems.Now, here's what you're supposed to do. . . Copy and paste this into your notes, delete my answers, and type in your answers.------- ------- ------- ------- ------- -------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been arrested? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kissed someone you didn't like? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept in until 5 PM? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ran a red light? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been suspended from school? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Experienced love at first sight? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totaled your car in an accident? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been fired from a job? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fired somebody? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sang karaoke? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pointed a gun at someone? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kissed in the rain? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a close brush with death (your own)? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seen someone die? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played spin-the-bottle? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smoked a cigar? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat on a rooftop? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smuggled something into another country? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Broken a bone? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipped school? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eaten a bug? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleepwalked? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked a moonlit beach? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rode a motorcycle? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dumped someone? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lied to avoid a ticket? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ridden in a helicopter? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaved your head? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made your boyfriend/girlfriend cry? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eaten snake? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marched/Protested? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had Mexican jumping beans for pets? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puked on amusement ride? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously &amp;amp; intentionally boycotted something? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been in a band? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been on TV? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shot a gun? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skinny-dipped? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gave someone stitches? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ridden a surfboard? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drank straight from a liquor bottle? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had surgery? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Streaked? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken by ambulance to hospital? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passed out when not drinking? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peed on a bush? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donated Blood? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grabbed electric fence? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eaten alligator meat? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Killed an animal when not hunting? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peed your pants in public? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snuck into a movie without paying? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Written graffiti? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still love someone you shouldn't? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been in handcuffs? Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in love? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleep on a certain side of the bed? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-6002585401354172751?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/6002585401354172751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-was-sent-to-me-today.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6002585401354172751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/6002585401354172751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-was-sent-to-me-today.html' title='this was sent to me today'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sm-wz4tF_KI/AAAAAAAAADY/8z9qVNv9YuQ/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-4144812784195260208</id><published>2009-07-27T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:30:07.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sm5wO9u4BII/AAAAAAAAADQ/mBe3dkEqnXo/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 85px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363347608636490882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sm5wO9u4BII/AAAAAAAAADQ/mBe3dkEqnXo/s400/aa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone...so i should be over at honey's right now but the evening just didnt go as planned...so instead i am going to blog on here...read some other sexy blogs and then go to bed...alone :( oh well...enough complaining...onto a topic i kind of touched on in an earlier blog...sucking cock...now giving a bj isnt my favorite thing in the world BUT i do want to give pleasure to my man and since he loves getting his cock sucked....well a sucking i will go...but the problem is i am a gagger...if i go nice and slow and work it right i can deep throat with out gagging but when i try to go to fast or he gets forceful i gag...this is a double edged sword...i love when he takes control and fucks my face but the gagging isnt so fun...now i have been with guys who the gagging isnt enough...they fucked my face hard and rough til i threw up...again didnt turn me on so much but i did it because it was what turned them on....but anyways my goal is to be able to get a good old face fucking with out the gagging...so any tips would be appreciated...i am sure the old man will appreciate it as well...also kinda on this subject is swallowing..now i go back and forth on this...when i am in the moment i NEED to swallow his cum...but when the spurting starts i remember i really dont like the taste or and i guess this might be funny or odd to some of you but swallowing his cum has given me heartburn at times...am i alone in this?...and opinions on anything i have brought up?...sorry this isnt a masturbation worthy post but hopefully tomorrow night i will get the fucking i so desperately want and i will be able to put a post up in a couple days telling you all just how he used and abused me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-4144812784195260208?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/4144812784195260208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-everyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4144812784195260208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4144812784195260208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sm5wO9u4BII/AAAAAAAAADQ/mBe3dkEqnXo/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-1118952281571351559</id><published>2009-07-21T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:59:46.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a good weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SmaOj8898cI/AAAAAAAAADI/jD95pOL2iO4/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 99px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361129154739564994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SmaOj8898cI/AAAAAAAAADI/jD95pOL2iO4/s400/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi E/everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it was a good weekend...and by that i mean i had nipple clamps, a belt, vibrating cock ring, and a stinging hand were all used on me....so it was a really good fucking weekend...my man and i had been talking/texting about all the things he was going to do to me...and to be honest by the time i was done with all my responsibilities and got over to his house i was exhausted and i really wasn't too in the mood...not that i wasn't in the mood i was just tooooooo tired...but he didn't let that get in the way and i have to admit the energy magically found its way back into my body once he put the nipple clamps on and started tuggin on that wonderful chain...i had put my nightie on and he quickly said oh no those nipples need some clamps on them....so i lifted my little blue nightie up and he made quick work of getting those little metal devices firmly attached...followed by a couple of hard tugs on the chain to make sure they had been properly applied...he had to make sure they were good and tight obviously...i then laid back on the bed and watched as he walked around slowly getting the belt and other things together...but aside from the belt i couldn't really tell what he was gathering...he then ordered me to take my nightie off and to get on my hands and knees on the edge of the bed and proceeded to put the belt to good use...that was followed by me getting face fucked while he was making comments to me like "suck that cock like the whore you are"which of course turned me on EVEN more...i have some bad gag reflexes(which i will go into on another blog) so a gagged and almost vomited a few times as he wrapped my hair in his hand and fucked my face pretty hard...this was followed by him standing at the edge of the bed pounding my cunt doggystyle...there was a casualty in all of this...the hair clip i had in my hair was broken as he grabbed handfuls of it to pull me back onto his cock even further...i have to remember to put that on his tab hee hee...i am pretty sure he got a lot of pent up aggression out in the hard fucking i received and just to make sure i hadn't forgot i was a bad little whore he continued to use the belt on my ass....god nothing in this world feels better than getting my cunt pounded while a belt or strap is being put to use on my ass...just typing about it now has my cunt nice and wet...he then put the belt down and reached down to move some of my cunt juices up to my ass before he started to finger my ass never stopping fucking my dripping wet cunt....by this point i have cum 3 or 4 times...when he could tell i was getting close again he reached around and pulled the clamps hard and wiggled them around driving me mad...so of course i had no choice but to cum on his cock again...he then pulled out and after gasping and immediately whining a very little bit about the emptiness i watched him walk to the bed to lay down...he grabbed a handful of hair again and forced my mouth onto his cock...while i slurped all of my cum off of his cock he started playing with my ass-fingering and spanking...unfortunately i am good at multi tasking at times but when i am cumming isn't one of those times...so when he worked me up to another orgasm i pulled my mouth off of his cock...apparently that was his cue to move back to the end of the bed and start pounding my pussy again...after fingering my ass some more he move his cock from my cunt to my ass...i don't know how it is for most women but the time while he is first pushing his cock into my ass is almost indescribable...it hurts so bad i want him to stop but feels so good i never ever want him to stop...it makes me so angry at him i want to punch him and so in love with him i want to promise to be his slut forever...it is just a tornado of emotions and feelings...i am sure it isn't the same for him...i am sure he is just lost in the feeling of that tight hole spreading for him...another difference between men and women...after punishing me with some anal for a bit he fucks my cunt again...then he stops and i take the break as a chance to down some water(i get very thirsty while fucking) after i am done drinking i look to him and he is standing at his desk with his back to me...i asked him what he was doing and he didn't really answer me...the tiredness i was feeling had caught up to me a bit at this point so i just laid back on the bed...he then walked back to the bed and positioned my legs over his shoulders and slid his cock into my cunt again...this time however he positioned the clit vibrator on the cock ring he had put on onto my clit before he started fucking me again...this is the first time he has used this cock ring while fucking me...we have played with many toys(my fav is the inflatable cock) but never this toy...he had never used anything battery operated on me while his cock was in me...and i have to say i LIKED it...so of course the cock whore i am came again and again...the times i do masturbate that is the only way i can cum...using a bullet vibe on my clit while the rabbit slides in and out of my pussy...but i have to tell you the orgasm with his cock pumping away and the cock ring vibe on my clit out shines any other orgasm i have had...it literally left me dizzy...at one point i literally almost fell of the bed...so by the time the session was over i was literally spent...i slid my nightie back on and drank lots of water and i sat down on the edge of the bed and he looked at me from where he was sitting at the desk and said "you don't think i am done with you yet do you?"...i whined "but i was exhausted before we even started" he asked me if i thought he cared...but we watched some tv...then i laid back to read which is what i always do before i fall asleep...he grabbed me and pulled me to the edge of the bed and said "i told you i wasn't done with you"...it is a good thing i was already/still wet because he just went to town...fucking me hard and fast...switching between grabbing my hair or tits...this session didn't last nearly as long as the other but i still came two times before i was allowed to feel that amazing feeling of his cum shooting into my cunt...i think my man knows how much i love that the orgasm i have from feeling him cum in my pussy will literally leave me shaking beggin him not to touch me for a couple minutes...don't get me wrong i love anal but it doesn't shoot me nearly over the moon when he cums in my ass the way it does when he cums in my pussy...and there are times when i like the way it makes me feel like a true slut when he comes on my face...and i am sure sometimes he likes watching his cum land on my body or face...but ultimately i think the reason he doesn't cum in my cunt very often is he knows it drives me wild and he wants to save that for special fucks...and i know he reads this so he will probably cum in my cunt even less...lol..so that was how we ended the night...i usually head the to restroom and "clean up" after a good hard fucking but last night i laid down and felt his lovely cum leaking out of me all night...the only thing that would have made it even better was if i had woken up with a hard cock pounding me...i do love being woken up for a quick hard fuck before i start my day but that is a topic for another blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-1118952281571351559?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/1118952281571351559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-good-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/1118952281571351559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/1118952281571351559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-good-weekend.html' title='what a good weekend'/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SmaOj8898cI/AAAAAAAAADI/jD95pOL2iO4/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-4984596122257403404</id><published>2009-07-15T17:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T18:04:03.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sl58XaKUhcI/AAAAAAAAACE/8QWo2fY6u-I/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358857348218914242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sl58XaKUhcI/AAAAAAAAACE/8QWo2fY6u-I/s320/aa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello E/everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;It has been longer since my last blog than i had intended but life just gets in the way sometimes...things are so busy i still havent had a whole lot of sex and the sex i have had hasnt been as kinky as i would have liked it...i am one of those women who really need the loss of control and at least a little pain to really get off a lot...during a good session i will cum many times...the first O often being before he even starts fucking me...all it takes is some nice nipple play and clamps and i start gushing...i guess i am going to sound like a spoiled brat when i say this but it is true...when i only cum once it just isnt a great session for me...and in defence of my man it is mostly my fault...he has had to wait so long in between sessions that i think when my cunt and ass were finally in front of his hard juicy cock the "play" that thrills me were pushed to the back of his mind and he just wanted to fuck me hard and fast...and i love that...dont get me wrong...feeling his hard cock poundin in and out of me is amazing and does make me cum...BUT i have been missing the "play"...the nipple clamps, the hair pulling, the strap being used on my ass, etc...it isnt just the parts i love he was bypassing...my man loves to get his cock sucked by his little slut...we have spent a whole lot of time with his hands wrapped in my hair forcing his cock down my throat...and the last time we fucked i sucked him off for only a few minutes before he told me to get my pussy ready for his cock and got behind me to start pounding away...i dont mean to sound like a whiny little bitch...i am thankful i have gotten any cock from him and i enjoyed the cock i got...i just am missing some of the kink and i cant wait for things to settle the fuck down so i can feel his strap across my ass....i am going to have to make sure i am extra bratty the next time i know we will be fucking to make sure he wants to really punish me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;also since i am missing the kink in my life right now i spent last night looking for some kinky porn...wait let me clarify that...kinky FREE porn...since i dont watch porn and masterbate too often i usually just hunt for something on youporn...but last night there just wasnt anything kinky enough on there...they obviously keep everything on there mostly vanilla i am assuming for liability purposes...i couldnt find any free sites...every site i went to because they advertised free porn offered nothing for free...so if anyone knows of any free sites that have something besides vanilla porn i would love to hear from you...til next time i hope you enjoyed reading my blog and i hope your orgasms are fanfuckingtastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-4984596122257403404?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/4984596122257403404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-eeveryone-it-has-been-longer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4984596122257403404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4984596122257403404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-eeveryone-it-has-been-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sl58XaKUhcI/AAAAAAAAACE/8QWo2fY6u-I/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-4280152553207182575</id><published>2009-07-03T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:48:23.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sk60uiZ2SnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2uaB2yccqeY/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354415718592301682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sk60uiZ2SnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2uaB2yccqeY/s320/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The busyness just never ends...i have so much going on with no end in sight...who knew i was such a good juggler...and who knows maybe one day i can figure out how to squeeze some sex into the mix...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;masturbating&lt;/span&gt; isn't something i do too often but last night i needed the release so i pulled out the toys and DVDs and went to town...so the what i realized is the porn i have on DVDs isn't a huge collection and i wanted some new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vids&lt;/span&gt; of naughty girls getting spanked and dominated...i had the option of moving my laptop from where i had it set up in the other room into the bedroom and getting something online but i was already going at it and that was just too much &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;interruption&lt;/span&gt;...so i used what i had but i did make the mental note to bring the laptop in next time...although hopefully the next time i cum it wont be onto a&lt;/strong&gt; dildo with the vibe egg on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clit&lt;/span&gt;...it will be onto a cock with a vibe egg on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-4280152553207182575?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/4280152553207182575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/07/busyness-just-never-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4280152553207182575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777062199781975790/posts/default/4280152553207182575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/2009/07/busyness-just-never-ends.html' title=''/><author><name>Spnk MeRed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15195523523972273233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/SkvXBwFh_ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/wuO7PeCEI1A/S220/Naughty-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Sk60uiZ2SnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2uaB2yccqeY/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777062199781975790.post-7026218989368825584</id><published>2009-07-01T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:35:50.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Skvyxz2HevI/AAAAAAAAABw/lW3fL8UXKdQ/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353639519604669170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mu8eWmlWoY/Skvyxz2HevI/AAAAAAAAABw/lW3fL8UXKdQ/s320/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK after what seems like way too much "set up" i am up and running except for the pictures i have never used picasa before so i am running into a little snafu there but i am sure i will figure it out...i am alone in the office right now and a bit horny with a few naughty thoughts running through my head...i am in a long term relationship and sadly things have been so hectic i haven't been able to get the good hard fucking i need...i really need a strap taken to my ass and some good old fashion hair pulling...but after work i have about 752 things to get done so i wont get any tonight either...in fact it might be the weekend before i am able to get the session i need...i know for some masturbation is an acceptable substitute but i have a hard time getting into it except for rare occasions ...i would love to hear back from anyone who has any ideas to spice up the masturbation sessions &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777062199781975790-7026218989368825584?l=spnkmered.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spnkmered.blogspot.com/feeds/7026218989368825584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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