Sunday, May 22, 2011
I've enjoyed spanking as far as I can remember. When I was younger I would often fantasize about an older (father figure) man spanking my bottom when I misbehaved. My father passed away when I was very young so perhaps that is why I felt this way. John Wayne always came to mind and though I never found him to be a "hottie" he was the perfect spanker in my mind. I myself was spanked once at the age of thirteen by my Uncle Joe and even though I hated it I would often think back to that dreadful day and yearn for more. My uncle is far from being attractive but it's the idea of an older firm handed man spanking me. Why this fascination with spanking as an adult? I was never spanked at a very young age but I do remember when I was around four or five witnessing my boy cousin get a very sound spanking from his father. I was so terrified I began to cry. Then I met my husband years later who is not much older then me but his traditional values and machismo brings John Wayne to mind.
He's a very affectionate man but has no problem putting me in my place with a sound spanking. The fact that I find him very attractive increases the rush. Like a spoiled child I'm laying across his masculine lap feeling the burn from his firm powerful hand. I just thought I share some of my deep inner feelings with you all, my fine readers. Until next time. xoxo
Posted by OldFashionGirl at 5:46 PM