In this drawing  I like what you dont’t see. It is the expectation…

Knowing and longing

Drawing of Paula Lynn Russel

Image from Paula Lynn Russel 

This picture makes me longing,

remembering the times I saw Lady bend over the table

Sometimes we are almost human being busy, work and just not the possibility or the time to be together in a time and mood for a spanking. Last week I was a night by Lady, it was already late when I went in, but it was our wish to see each other even that we knew there would not be that much time.

After a short while we went to bed, I lighted the candles like we always do in the sleeping room. She was with her head on my breast, talking about the day. Her voice so sweet! One moment I turned her around on her stomach, just with my hand on her bottom. Goosebumps! Really, in that moment I saw al her being submissive in her eyes and it made my heart jump like crazy! We shared a world in nothing, just seeing each other and being close was enough… It was truly a moving moment for me!

Yesterday again a busy day so it was already past 1 in the night before we went to bed, knowing that I have to get up (much to) early to go to work In the soft light of the candle we went to bed, together again, and even in being tired there still was a longing. After some talking I turned her on her stomach again, with one hand holding her hair.. a lovely moan was my reward and it stimulated me to go on. First I asked her to take care for herself, both wanting it to be right for each other.

Softly I started to warm the right side of her bottom. It felt like she was falling, going into a depth which is hard for me to imagine. Her hands gripping in what is available, sometimes clinging, gripping and other moments stretching. When I brought her hands to the top of the bed I felt the hesitation, she wanted to feel it her way, her time, her being.

Because our spanking is only erotic I was glad that it felt good for her and went on quickly. The tension, the arch, her hands, al was telling that she wanted to come and i made the pace more steady and firm, no warming up anymore. I felt her body shaking, the waves of the orgasm she longed for. I didn’t gave her much time and the next wave hit the shore, more feelings, deeper!

I walked around the bed, started to warm op her left half. She didn’t to be warm up, she nearly jumped to my hands and the orgasm of the other half seemed in no time to go on, deeper, more involving, more feelings. I know that I am not always “nice” so after a while I took her left leg and pulled it to her side, being able to touch her tighs also. First I kissed her pussy That was a thing she did not expect

Teasing and spanking, one leg pulled aside. Hitting her thighs and buttock, she went from orgasm to orgasm. I felt that her already tired body could not endure anymore. I rolled her back to her back and asked or it was enough. Unwillingly she replied that it was enough. I dimmed the candle and, after some talking, with her head again on my breast she fell asleep.

I love Lady seeing her sleep that way…

© Magic

So. I wrote a lot of (I hope you think) nice stories about Lady and me, the beautiful moments we share and of course the spankings (and more) I give to her. Is then always everything possible? At this moment I have to admit that I am human.

Yesterday was a nice day, time for Lady and me and yes, she have had the last days I think at least one spanking a day. Also yesterday evening, just after the coffee she was teasing and teasing. I gave her a spanking, I love to give and she likes to get and afterwards there was still a promise in the air…

Then we watched a movie, and something in me happened. The movie was about a small city and how the reacting is to someone how is not adapting to they’re way. The power of the bureaucrats and religion, and the small, but more touching dramas of personal abuse from a woman by her man. The pain what seeing this move gave took away the lust and longing in some way. The longing to Lady still was there, but I was not able to connect with the sadistic part in me, and felt that giving a spanking or being together in a D/s way would hurt me to much, I had to cross a boundary…

We talked a lot after while, I longed so much for Lady, and yet there was a moment of not being able to connect in that part… Even a spanker is human.

This morning I brought her the usual sunday-morning-coffee and while she was asleep, I gave her a little massage… she didn’t really wake up… the coffee still beside’s the bed.

© Magic

Lady wrote about the evening we had together without the children. That was not only for that evening, but most of the weekend. So you can imagine that we had more time for doing things we like! I think it is very nice that Lady wrote her impression of that evening. To be honest? Not only the timeline isn’t right, also the implements we used where not correct

But even though I loved to read it and it made me relive that evening and al the feelings! She standing over the couch, squirting time after time. Going so deep that I think that it was wise the carry her to the table. I didn’t count or even made a guess how many times she spasms deeper into her world, that doesn’t matter. It’s being together and feeling it all. It was so nice and also very sexy. I think also it was the most brave spanking I gave! After it I was also very horny and in the end after being tied to the table, spanked there also at several places we made love in a way I rarely experience. It was hard and tender at the same time, I even put some clamps on her labia during the fucking. Yes it must have hurt, but it felt good, the pain together and the orgasms were so incredible deep! Seeing the table beside me while I write this is special. It is the same as the belt in my trousers, it gives such a nice smile on my face, I used them while Lady was on the table to spank her breasts and tied her leg with it to the table… I like using ordinary things while you use them also in the day after, and that makes it different!

I told that it was this weekend that there was more possible, and on Saturday morning I was awake before Lady. I took the time to make coffee, walk the dogs so she could rest after a serious night When I did the things Lady was still sleeping. I went up, this time without coffee or breakfast. I joined her in bed… the way her body was, left only one conclusion and I saw it with joy! She was on her stomach, and leg pulled op a little to make what I saw even more vulnerable, I could see everything. No, I did not hesitate! Softly I started to wake and warm her up… her bottom still sensitive from the night before seemed to welcome my hands. I pulled a little on her hair… I know she likes that, and it makes her more giving, sharing. I didn’t expected it so quickly but the longing and feeling was there, still overwhelming. Her body welcomed the spanking, even was asking for more, but hey why hurry? Floating somewhere between being awake and asleep, somewhere between consciousness and just being, somewhere between pain and lust I could see her reactions. Any idea how I like to see her come just on a spanking? Ok, we like sex and touching each other, but see her come on just a spanking stays special! And yes, she did come! She wrote a time ago that a “goodmorningspank” is very special for her. I think this one was also. Spanking and teasing, a soft whipping and a less soft hitting with our special cane. Orgasm in waves, it is nice to see that her orgasm on a spanking with my hand is different from a orgasm by the cane. Of course fingering and fucking gives even other orgasms However, sometimes we manage to do it al together and the resolving orgasm is also everything at once. I love to feel her squirt when I am in her… After the spank I went beside her, and she fell asleep, with a special look on her face. After an hour I went out of bed again and made fresh coffee to wake her up.. and still the day wasn’t over, it just started!

© Magic

This time a post al letter which I wrote for Lady yesterday. Normally I write on this blog about her, this time you van read how I write to her the day after. Being in a spanking or having a nice session in BDSM can make her so being in herself that she can not recall what has happened. Therefore I like to blow away the fog partly by telling how I felt and experienced being together. I think that is nice for both of us, she knows more what we did and I relive the moment so nicely… (and often makes me wanting that to do again ;-)). Now I share this with you.

Dear Lady…

Yesterday I wrote how jumpy I was…. I don’t think I was lying! So, it was very nice to see you, share with you, being together!

Even when we where watching television I felt the tension and there was a part in you witch even showed her tongue! I knew I nodded then, knowing that I would be with you…

In bed you were talking, sharing the day, the feelings and things you encountered. Nice and relaxing.. I like to hear the sound of your voice, that is the reason that I still like that you read me once a story, just for your voice and the feeling of the impact on me.

Then… I turned you around and your body surrendered at once. No kissing before, no foreplay, the soft spanking of your buttock was in fact a kind of foreplay, even though, no, it wasn’t foreplay, it was the start of our travelling in our world. I started rather mildly, just warming up, but even that was enough, in no time the tension in your body was showing what en were you where. I felt the lust in your body, the knowing and recognising of your body that reacted on each slap, en countering it even. Your body asked for it, not by withdrawing.. the opposite! It went to the place were you expected the next slap. Both we where aroused, more then I thought we would be, even I knew how jumpy I was.

The orgasms started to flow, over and over again, I hope that it was a convenient spanking, you on your stomach was nice and felt good. When I went to the other half of your bottom, there was no need to warm you up. Of course I did, but in the warming up the orgasms went on. For a time a changed from left to right and back. It all was nice and maybe not that hard, a harsh tenderness giving you the sweet pains into lust. In between I played with your pussy and asked if I still was a jerk… You agreed but when I asked or I should stop being a jerk you asked me to on… which I did with pleasure!

One finger in your pussy, the other hand slapping your bottom. When I saw the next waves coming I was filled with lust myself. This spanking felt so erotic! I turned you on your back, still playing a little with your womanhood. I lifted one leg so I was able to spank you again, This was very heavy in a strange way, your body reacting between pain, getting more horny and laughter. The laughter was disappearing when the pain took over, and made it real deep lust..

I asked or I should continue spanking or that we should fuck. You asked to be fucked… and it was special, a tender pain in the feeling, seeing and feeling you come with my penis in you made me tremble. Some strange energy took over, kissing, making love, sharing, holding each other, I pulling your hair, holding your head, everything together and all feeling good and making us share more… Where the waves came from? I don’t know, they just where there! Together we came again…

Tender we slept together…   

Yours, kiss, Magic

Honest enough? So I can tell you that even spankers can get jumpy! These days were busy, and I have to work also. Not being together every day, and both needed a time of rest when we saw each other, is now breaking up.