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Tan Her Hide...NOT!

Today was the first day in over 6 months that Mike and I were both home without any kids. We only had about 5 hours without kids, mind you! As soon as we walked in the front door from dropping the kids off at their undisclosed location, Mike began delivering a continuous stream of cuss words...it was REALLY funny! I joined in with a couple of mild ones--it felt nice :)

After getting a little cussing accomplished, I turned to face the kitchen sink and offered my backside as I said, "Now you should spank me!" After 2 swats I quickly stated, "That's enough!" and turned to get my butt out of the line of fire. Of course he had to give me 2 more swats, but that was really enough for me...kind of sad!

We had a huge list of things to do today, so as soon as the cussing and a few swats were out of the way we got down to business. Nothing exciting enough to mention here (housework, home improvements, etc), though!

So, I've got nothing other than that! Our house is just NOT spanking-friendly, so the spanking action is very, very, very, very rare :) Speaking of minimal action...does anyone know what happened to the "Tan Her Hide" guy? He was posting like a maniac for over a year and then dropped off the face of BloggerLand without a trace about 2 months ago.

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Spanked Mad

Last weekend I received the first "real" spanking in a LONG time! It was actually really fast and it made me mad, but that is beside the point :)

It's pretty simple and to the point--

Mike and I were doing some kitchen repairs and he felt like I had an attitude. Can you imagine that?! I really felt like he had an attitude, though, and my "attitude" was simply in response to his. Ugh!

He marched me to the bedroom, put me over the side of the bed, and gave me 15 swats with the London Tanner strap. I had my jeans on, but it was still very ouchy. I actually did an amazing job taking the first 5 swats or so, but after that I was ALL about the standing up and wiggling. At one point I declared that I couldn't do it!

Couldn't do what? I couldn't be still and take it. It hurt my butt, dammit!!!

As it turns out I could do it! I did take it and I was pissed. I told him all about why I was mad and he listened. I was serious. I was unimpressed. He was calm and kind and gentle and sweet, but he didn't apologize. I think I needed that because my mad simply melted away as quickly as it started. I don't try to get him to feel sorry for me on purpose, but I'm certain it's a manipulative act on my part.

Anyway. We're still here and alive with the video camera happily tucked away. Still nice to know that a spanking will happen when necessary...even if it is only 2 times a year!

Youniverse--My Other DNA

Over on Libby's blog I saw a link to this site where you can enter in info and answer questions with pictures and it tells you a little about yourself! It was fun and here are my results...

You can click on the "Read My VisualDNA Profile" link in the picture and it will reveal my results! You should try it...it's fun :)

Spanking Rocks

Alone time is a rare commodity for us and we actually had some the other day! I wish I could say that we had some amazing spanking play during that time, but that isn't the case. He did swat my butt. Actually, he even took me over his knee and spanked me fairly hard, but it wasn't an intense session. Sadly, though, I was a squirming mess after about 8 hard swats!!! I am completely out of spanking shape :)

Our time alone was short-lived and full of obligations to Mike's family and a get-together with friends. We had about 30 hours together without kids, but most of that time was spent sleeping, with family/friends, and running errands. Oh well!!!

We really do fit in spankings here and there, but I'm finding that we don't do any more spanking when the kids are gone than we do when they're here. And I'm totally okay with that!

Spanking rocks. Right now it's not a separate part of our lives that we have to carve out time and space for, though. It happens in the midst of life and there is no big story to come here and tell everyone about! So, life just rolls on and I'll continue doing what I've been doing here.

SO Glad I'm NOT Normal :)

Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for - in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.
-- Ellen Goodman

Taking Care of Business

I am sitting on an achy and slightly bruised bottom today! I haven't been this achy the day after a spanking (or 4) in forever and ever. I'm not sure I'm necessarily a wimp (considering it isn't easy to make me have lasting marks), but I was dancing around holding my bare butt like a preschooler too much!!!

So, I don't know if I can really call what happened yesterday "a spanking". It was really more like 4 spankings (possibly 5), so we'll call it "a spanking session"! We really don't have the house to ourselves very often, so this weekend was a huge opportunity for us to take advantage of our time alone for spanking purposes. Mike had been tracking my offenses in his head for several weeks, so the first step was sitting down and compiling a written list (wouldn't want to forget anything)!

The list ultimately had four items:

1. Emilie hasn't been consistantly answering the phone when Mike calls
2. Emilie has been a bit defiant and disrespectful
3. Emilie hasn't been keeping on top of the housework
4. Emilie hasn't done what she is supposed to do to refill her Crohn's medication

Then Mike decided on the implement he would use for each "spanking":

1. hand
2. paddle with holes
3. big leather strap
4. flimsy blue ruler (very stingy)

My butt ended up quite red and actually a little bruised :)

It was very intense at the end and brought forth many tears. I was a sobbing girl! I'm adding the full video to the clips store--it's 21 minutes long. I'm also going to add "parts" for those of you who just want to see the paddling or strapping or whatever!

I hope you guys are having a fun and safe Memorial Day Weekend!

Rule of Thumb

I was on yahoo.com the other night reading the local news section. There was a fun little article about silly "Texas Laws" that are still on the books but not really followed anymore. Here is one Texas law that is awesome...

"A husband has the right to beat his wife as long as the object used to beat her is no bigger around than his thumb"

So, I did a little google search and found that the phrase "Rule of Thumb" originated in Victorian England, and meant that a man was allowed to beat his wife with a stick possessing a diameter no larger than that of his thumb (to keep homicide rates at an acceptable level)!!! I think they were referring to a switch when they say "object" or "stick", but with this law Mike could beat me with a broom stick +...his hands are HUGE!



The reason I think the law is awesome is because that rules out belts, leather straps, PADDLES, hairbrushes, wooden spoons, and lots and lots of other very OUCHY things!

:)

Vibrating Butt

I'm down a pound! Well, my scale sucks and only registers by the 1/2 pound, so it isn't completely reliable. My whole body is very achy! I'm exercising for the first time in a long time and it's unbelievable how out of shape I am :) Working out the butt muscles is very rewarding, btw.

Last night Mike got into town really late and needed me to come get him (he ran out of hours to legally drive his truck). I was finishing up an e-mail (to a spanko), so I didn't answer the phone. I called him back like 3 minutes later as I was putting on my shoes and getting my keys and purse. I didn't think it was a huge deal...and it wasn't. BUT, he thought that since I didn't answer that he should paddle me. And paddle me only on my right butt cheek (which is the pocket I keep my phone in), so I won't ignore the vibrating butt next time. That is so mean. It didn't happen, which I'm actually happy about, but the man is very creative! I like that.

In case your diet is deficient in Vitamin A:

All You Need Is Spanking

I have had quite the little attitude lately. You know the "I haven't been spanked in so long that I don't think I need it anymore and I don't think I like it anymore and I don't think I'm even a submissive girl anyway" attitude? That has been me!Basically, Mike said he didn't even know where to start!!! Unacceptable.

We recorded. OMG...can you say "poor lil tender butt"? Ouch. There really wasn't a bunch of talking or scolding. Like Mike said, he didn't even know where to start with all the attitude and the laundry list of things he could spank me for. So, he decided this was going to just be the "this is what you have needed for so long" kind.

So, about 1/2 a mile away to Mike's apartment we go! It was honestly just straight down to business. Emilie bent over bed, Mike hits record, Mike picks up the big leather strap, Emilie's butt turns a pretty pink! Then Mike picked up the wicked holy paddle and my butt turned a mean shade of pinkish red.

After so long with no spanking he was nice enough to start really softly and build up, but it hurt so incredibly much. I had the hardest time keeping my hands away from my butt, but once he went digging in the bag for the rope I promised to be a good girl! No rope, thank God.

You know how they say that clenching your butt cheeks doesn't help? They lie! It does make it not hurt so much. And unfortunately Mike knows that! So, not only did I have to keep my hands away from my butt and stay in position, but I wasn't allowed to clench my butt cheeks either :(

After the paddle...and my little puddle of tears, he gave me a hand spanking over his knee and then used the strap for the last 20. The last of which "srsly" felt like split my butthole in half! It didn't really, though...I checked :)

Semi-Spanking

I knew I had gone too far when he turned quiet and decided to get off the phone. My heart began to race and I don't think I could text him fast enough...

"I'm sorry."

He texted back...

"Meet me at my truck as soon as I get home."

I quickly called him and told him that I would, but I would likely have several children follow me out the front door to greet him!

It wasn't long before I heard his truck rumbling down the street. I headed out the front door to watch him pull in. After parking he climbed down out of his semi, log book in hand, and walked toward me with a "smile" on his face. I hoped that he would take my concern into consideration when at least 2 kids appeared at the front door to say hello.

He went in the house to acknowledge everyone and then went back out the front door, motioning for me to follow. Shit.

Inside the truck with doors securely locked:
It had been a long time since I had felt the sinking dread in my heart. My legs seemed full of lead as I worked hard to take myself to the back of his truck. He was sitting on the bed...waiting patiently...and enjoying my hesitance.

I approached him and stood before him with my head downcast. He quietly pulled my jeans and panties down and pulled me down over his knee. He used his hand to deliver swat after solid swat to my bare bottom. As he spanked, he reminded me why it was happening. It definitely hurt, but it hurt my heart more than my bottom this time.

My tears flowed as he continued spanking me. When it was over he took me in his strong arms and held me close...and let me cry...and cry! It was my first "real" Semi-spanking...and I wouldn't mind it being my last. Hopefully the next one will be all fun :)

Feeling It

Wow!

Mike had to head back out on the road tonight, so he walked into my bedroom (where I was very cuddly and wrapped up in my blanket) and asked if I wanted to walk out to his truck with him. I smiled sweetly and said, "Not really..." :)

He said, "Well, you need a spanking and I mean to be loud about it."

My heart did that jumping thing and the butterflies in my tummy woke up for the first time in at least 2 weeks! I followed him out to his truck (big rig...18 wheeler) and after climbing inside he sat down on his bed and pulled me close to him. He hugged me and whispered, "Now take your pants down."

I couldn't help but make a pouty face and make that little noise that says, "...uh...but I don't wanna," but I obeyed and undid my pants. He was quick to whisk them down to my knees and put me face down over his lap. He only used his hand, but that man spanks HARD! It didn't make me cry, but it was incredibly hard to be still...plus a little wiggling and squirming is a requirement. I'm proud to say that I only clenched my butt cheeks one time--which earned me some incredibly painful spanks!

That was one of those spankings that left me with not only a warm bum but a warm heart too!

I still need to write about our most recent video update, but I'm taking care of a sick family and I just haven't been feeling up to it. I'll see about doing it tomorrow night before bed! I just had to post about this spanking cause I was completely "feeling it"...figuratively and literally :)

Trust

Man, does life EVER slow down?!!! It is so hard for me to really get a chance to do anything spanking related, but I do find a way! I finally edited our latest video (pictures in the last post) and put it up on clips4sale.

Spanking Explanation:

We spent time curled up in bed together pouring our hearts out about everything. When hearts were calm and aligned Mike chose to do what I desperately needed him to do! He calmly told me to lay across the end of the bed and briefly made sure I understood why he was going to spank me.

He said, "I needed your trust and support earlier and you gave me neither."

He was so right, but damn I don't like hearing it!

Then he announced, "So, no safeword...you're going to have to trust me now."

That was SOOOOO what I needed! Those words truly made my heart drop, in a terrifyingly good way. The spanking was hard. He used the heavy leather strap (thanks, Ian, from London Tanners...) across my boxer-clad bottom to start. He eventually pulled down my shorts and resumed spanking my bare bottom. The anticipation of each and every lick of that strap was intense.



The full 9 minute video is available -OR- you can purchase this video in parts 1, 2, and/or 3. Visit our clips4sale store to check it out.

The End!

Hate it

Mike got to come home again! He was hating being gone for such long periods of time as much as I hated it...so he transferred to a "local" position that keeps him in our state and brings him home every weekend :)

I'm happy!

My butt is not happy!!!

Last night Mike spanked me so hard. It was one of those spankings that happened as we were crawling into bed. He took his shirt off and went to put it on the dresser. I knew he was near the big leather strap, but I didn't think he would really use it since the kids were nestled in their beds upstairs!

I was wrong. He had that look on his face like, "you should be scared..." He stood next to the bed and calmly told me to turn over. I hesitated for just a second to give him those pleading eyes, but I obeyed. He sat down next to me and got down to business. After the 3rd swat I turned over grabbing my butt. It was seriously feeling like my butt was ablaze.

He is so patient, though! He just turned me back over and kept going. I really thought that I couldn't do it...that I couldn't handle the pain. It's a bit irrational, but it almost seems like I won't survive the spanking if he doesn't stop! I know it's not literally going to kill me, but I guess the nerve receptors in my butt are sending signals to my brain saying, "Okay, HELLO? This SUCKS and it better stop...or else." You know...the whole fight or flight thing? Someone should research that!

I survived. My butt survived too. I cried, though! It was needed and I'm glad he did it, but when it's actually happening I truly HATE it.

Welcome Home

I took some time off work today, so I have had a quiet, child-free house to do video stuff in! I never really finished telling about our weekend, but basically Mike spanked me every evening and then some (as long as kids were out of earshot). I SO needed it, too!

The first spanking he gave me addressed my "crankiness". I say that it's because my hormones were crazy, but Mike still decided that had he been here he would have taken his belt to me! So, if I would have gotten a spanking for something...I was getting one now--better late than never?

He pulled me over his knee while I was fully dressed in khaki pants (without panties), a long sleeved shirt, and some of my new white socks. I wasn't very concerned since this was just a hand spanking...so far! I think about 20 swats into it I was already complaining that it hurt sooooo much! Either I'm really getting whimpy or he has a hard hand.

It wasn't long before he told me to get on the bed. I was still fully dressed, but seeing his belt in his hand, and still feeling the sting in my bottom from the hand spanking, I was a little more concerned this time. He used his belt without abandon...I cried...my pants still up and all.

After some gentle hugs and a little time to recover he had me turn the other direction on the bed (facing the damn camera) and pulled my pants down for some more. He used his belt and the leather loopy thingy and then he used his hand. OMG...did you know that hands hurt? I didn't cry this time, but I definitely took note of the fiery red bottom I possessed.

Saturday

Saturday morning came way too soon...I was tired! We got up at around 8 and I had some errands I had to run, but I was also expecting something to be delivered to my house that had to be signed for. I struggled with whether or not I should go run errands and then I couldn't decide if I should go with Mike to pick up his kids (1 hour away). As soon as my neighbor pulled in the drive-way my problem was solved--she was home and she wasn't going anywhere and she would sign for my package! Mike was so patient through all of this. It was so nice to have someone that didn't get his undies in a wad (not necessarily referring to John, btw) about me having "moments"...not to mention we left an hour later than we had originally planned.

Somewhere in there he spanked me to tears and beyond. There really isn't much to say about it other than he had been gone for 3 weeks, I hadn't been spanked in 3 weeks, he hadn't given a spanking in 3 weeks...and I totally deserved AND needed it! He had me lie on my tummy on the bed and spanked me over my pants first. I think he used his belt (but it might have been the London Tanners strap)...and it was very hurty. I was crying before my bottom was even bare. He had me turn around (so both sides received equal treatment...MLK's birthday and all) and pull my pants down for the rest. I had a very red bottom before it was over.

Errands done. Package received by neighbor. Kids picked up.

We planned to go to lunch and then hang out at home so I could go through my kids' bedrooms to sort through all their "stuff". BUT...we got a phone call from his sister stating that she needed our help painting a wall. Mike figured we would be in and out of there in 2 hours tops...so fine!

Drop by sister's house. Rip a mural off the wall. Three hours later begin painting.

Five hours after arriving we finally got back in the car to go home! While we were with his sister I made some comment (can't remember for the life of me what it was) and he responded, "If you do that...I'll just spank you!" OMGoodness. I didn't say anything then, but if I could have blended into the wall I would have. I'm assuming she thinks he was kidding, but still!!! I mentioned it to him when we got home and he laughed and said he could tell that I was screaming "What are you doing?" inside! Very mean, but perfect!

Get in bed. Close eyes. Sleep!

Rebellious Spirit--Revised Edition!

There seems to be a lot of this in the air lately! Noticed this on Becoming Adam's Angel :)

It's really quite simple in our little episode--Mike decided that I needed a spanking before I went to bed and I did NOT want one.

Deep down, somewhere in there, I know that I really wanted (or needed) him to do it anyway. I wanted (needed) to feel his dominance. I needed to know that he was bigger, stronger, and badder than me! Okay, duh, we all know he is bigger, stronger, and badder than me physically, but I needed to see if he was bigger, stronger, and badder than me mentally!!!

He is :)

He told me he was just going to spank me with his hand and that he would leave my pajama pants up for the first part of it. This wasn't going to be a punishment or discipline type spanking it was just one of those reminders.

There was part of me that was so M.A.D. that he was spanking me even though I VERY obviously did NOT want him to. I mean I was standing there against the wall with my arms folded in front of me and the ugliest face I could muster, without being completely disrespectful. You know one of those faces that says, "You really don't wanna mess with me"? The other part of me was yelling that he better have some huge balls and spank the crap out of me.

He does :)

He was so calm and collected, though! He continued on and put me over his lap. I was horrible. I just layed there.didn't make a sound.didn't move an inch. I made sure he knew that I was in no way participating in the spanking (other than my butt physically being the recipient). I was completely disconnected in every other way.

He began the spanking like he said he would...over my pj's, but soon pulled them down, and I continued with my "oh, are you spanking me?" act. I knew at the time that I was being incredibly disrespectful and I did want to stop, but there was that prideful, pissed off part of me that refused to let go and give in to what I needed.

I remember feeling a bit of dread when I heard his belt buckle, but I refused to let him know I had any sort of emotion about it. I wanted to sit up and hug his neck and tell him how sorry I was for being so terrible, but I also wanted to lay there with NO reaction as he busted my butt with his belt.

Then he made me stand up against the wall. He was so very calm during all of this! He walked up behind me and pulled my panties to the floor. In one sentence: He tore my butt up!!!

I was a very contrite little one by the end, but it took every bit of what he gave me to take me there. He gave me exactly what I needed whether I wanted it or not. I still don't always understand why I do the things I do, but I know there are times that I need to be shown that I am not the "Big One". He is bigger, badder, and stronger than me in every way

Facts

The first week back at work was really hard, but I am still alive!

Mike has been gone for 10 days and won't be home for another week...but I'm not complaining because I know of plenty of you guys that are apart for much longer periods of time :)

Next Friday I am sure that I'll get a crazy spanking!

Laundry doesn't fold itself!

It also doesn't walk itself to the drawers :)

The outside of my car is seriously filthy!

I love Swiss Miss hot chocolate...a lot!

My girl dog is really a bitch.

I hate rotten, snot-nosed little kids that act like assholes (not referring to my own...it's the neighbors).

I have completed 4 puzzles in the last 2 weeks--one 1000 piece and three 500 piece :)

Up until 2 weeks ago I had never completed a large puzzle!

I am a huge dork.

Ex-husbands suck :)

Fun and animals

Well, school is starting again and so is work, so we'll see how well I do blogging and juggling normal life. I SO enjoyed the Christmas break. I can feel the kids' pain when they tell me how much they do NOT want to go back to school...I feel the same way about work! I do love my work, but staying home and playing and drinking hot chocolate and doing puzzles and getting spankings is so much more FUN! Too bad life isn't just about having fun :(

Look...this baby deer was found on someone's doorstep with no Mommy...





That is SO adorable!

"I do NOT hear that alarm clock ringing, it is NOT time to go to work...I'm just going to lay here and cuddle for a while..."