The Last Post of the Year - Christmas Recap, Gifts from Daddy, and the Final Blowjob

Hello there lovely people, I have been missing for a few days because my body is tired and older than before and the ONE night of the year that I stayed up till 530 in the morning cost me a whole week in recovering from it. 

It doesn't help that this is the first year in MANY years that I had to go back to work on the 26th like regular working people do, because in the past I would break for holidays somewhere in the middle of December and not have to start lessons again till the new year. 

On to the juicy stuff. I had a great Christmas eve party. The plan worked. It was a stress free day of easy prepping, I strolled down to the nail place and got my manicure (Christmas colours too - alternating shimmery red and green nails)...

There was plenty of food on the table, the caterers were on time, the grocery delivery was on time, there was JUST enough space on the table for everything (except dessert - two friends dropped in to give me cakes so I had extra!) and people had enough to eat and drink and were merry. 

Can you spot the bark? It was good eating cos we had an international selection of food. Asian / local fare (including sushi), Western-style goodies and meats (cold cuts, chipolata, grilled ribs, honey glazed wings, cheese chunks), some vegetarian items (potato salad, portobello burgers, raw veggies, stir fried veggies), pizza (not shown cos it arrived later) and for dessert we had a chocolate brownie cake (which is different from just a regular chocolate brownie, I'm told), fruit cake, log cake, sugee cake and a sweet dessert cocktail made with honey sea coconut. 

Did I have leftoevers? Yes. Too much. 

How many people did I have in my little apartment? 30. It was a good party. 

On the Wednesday after Christmas BIKSS came to get me after work and we had lunch at a local microbrewery, then came back home where we had a lovely time playing with all my spanking toys. Then we napped. Together. He was tired, I was tired. It was a good chill out afternoon. 

On Friday he was still on leave from work, so he hung out at my place while I was at work, then came to get me and we had lunch. When we got home I was grumbling again at the little bits of wooddust that had collected in my sink and around it - woodborers. They're not going to cause major damage, but it's annoying when they decide to burrow. I usually just sweep it up and blast the area with insecticide. That solves it for a while before they decide to start again (usually in another area). 

I went off to get my tiny broom and dustpan (it's a little thing meant for small areas like table tops) and then lo and behold BIKSS comes up beside me and says "Why don't you just use this?" and proceeds to suck up the bits with a handheld vacuum.

I literally jumped up and down and squealed. A few times. He was amused. I was super happy cos I had said I wanted to get one and he did say he'd take me out and get one for me as a Christmas present. But I didn't expect that he would have gotten it and set it up while I was at work, and I can't believe I was so blind I didn't see it sitting on the kitchen counter top where he had plugged it in to charge. 

I went around and vacuumed up everything. Everywhere. You need to understand - cleaning implements and appliances make me VERY happy. I'm not kidding. Hashtag 60s housewife much? 

Then when I went into the room I saw this on my bed!

Clearly Daddy had been busy that morning. We left it for a bit and went to shower. And then after I opened it, we played with my very own, very new, very pink CROP!

He spanked, and we played, and then he took out some of the other canes we have and tested them out against the crop to see what the difference was in terms of weight and swing/delivery (for him) and splattiness and thudiness for me. All in all, it's a good toy. I like it very much. Even tho' it does deliver a different sort of slap than anything I've ever felt before. He did comment that it was making my cheeks turn a nice shade of red (which doesn't happen often cos I don't colour easily). 

We lay in bed and napped (again, this is becoming a habit!) and then after he ran out for a bit to do something, he came back and we had dinner - leftovers. And then it was on to more cuddling. We talked about us. Where we were before, and how we became friends and then after that, more than friends. We shared our feelings and I think we were both doing the end-of-year-how-much-I-appreciate-you thing. Which was sweet. 

I also teased him with "This is probably gonna be your last blowjob of the year..." to which he replied "Awww.. but also probably true" and then I said, "And that was probably the last time we have sex this year too," and I got the same response. 

It was a rather extended blowjob and I licked him a little differently, which he totally enjoyed. I suppose I was trying to make it special too. Memorable even. So I'm sentimental. What can I say LOL. 

Right now I'm off to prep for another dinner party, I'm hosting a birthday party for another bff tonight, and then I'll probably need to recover over the next few days. So till 2018, blogland friends, 

Christmas is HERE!

May the spirit of Christmas fill your homes with love and joy, peace and happiness and spankings a-plenty!

May your gifts be all that your heart desires!

May you always find humour in the everyday things around you...

And may you only have "good girl" (or boy) spankings in the coming year!

Christmas is Coming 24 It's Christmas EVE!

And in the blink of an eye the year is coming to an end. How quickly time passes when you're an adult. I used to remember it taking forever to be Christmas when I was a girl in school.

With lots of things to do so close to Christmas I thought I would just share some of the pics that Daddy sent me over the week for some quick scrolling - I expect everyone's going to be busy right about now.

Enjoy!

Daddy knows I love unicorns. And since I've been so awesome at sorting this year's Christmas prep I thought it was fitting that he sent me this picture. Cos I IS AWESOME! Wheee!

These things always amuse the people around me more than it amuses me. It pisses me off. And that amuses them. Greatly, I might add. Hrmph.

I can't say I totally blame the makers of this poster. I suspect English is not their first language. But still, it would be ok if we didn't have such warped brains, I suppose. Gift giving cum feeding sounds like what I did the day I gave Daddy his just-for-fun presents so he'll have something to unwrap! 

That's all for now. Hope you have a great Christmas Eve with family and friends! 

Christmas is Coming 23 - The Bikss and Fondles Christmas Party

Seeing as how the weekend is now upon us, and I won't get a chance to spend time with BIKSS till after Christmas (Wednesday, to be exact), he took a day off today (Friday) and we spent the whole afternoon together! So I guess you could say today was OUR Christmas Party.

Of course, I had last minute errands, but Daddy was kind enough to help out. 

He had nothing to do while I was at work this morning so I asked him if he would like to pick up some baking supplies for me. I have some cakes to bake (for sale!) tomorrow (Saturday) - look at me, I even have time to bake for other people this year! - and needed sugar and flour and some disposable forks for Sunday's Christmas eve dinner. 

He was happy to do so, and then got me at the end of my shift. We swung by the parents' place for me to pick up some stuff, and then we were off to lunch. 

We had originally intended to have "Christmas lunch" at a restaurant we both enjoy, and have been to often, but there was a queue and I didn't really fancy waiting. So I suggested a Japanese-style hotpot place one floor down. We'd eaten at another branch some time ago, and I seem to recall that he enjoyed it. Besides it's hotpot - ie. soup. And Daddy LOVES soup. 

So off we went. I bought him lunch cos he always pays when we go out and eat, and I wanted to return the favour. Plus, I mean, we were celebrating Christmas after all!

It was awesome. We both ate way too much. The dipping sauce was way too spicy. And I had two cups of ice cream at the end. Bikss passed on the ice cream. He just couldn't put away anything more after all the food. But it was SO GOOD!

After that we went to a huge supermarket in the same building, in the hopes of getting some chips and chocolates etc. In all my prep for Christmas I had forgotten to get snacks! And what is a party without Snickers and nachos eh? 

We also went to a dollar store (also in the same mall - which is why he suggested we go there in the first place) to pick up some extra-large disposable cups (I have the smaller type, but thought that a larger one would suit the occasion better), and Christmas themed wax paper - I managed to score the very last box! And though I wasn't planning on it, I found these cute Christmas coasters that I don't expect to last beyond one party. "They're so adorable" I gushed. Daddy just held the basket up for me to chuck the box in. "You shouldn't encourage me," I laughed. 

"You should get them, and if you don't, *I'll* get them for you!" he replied. I guess he likes them too. 

I also scored a little cutting board for my cheeses. Of course when I picked it up Bikss immediately teased, "And after Christmas I'll have it varnished and we can use it for something else!"

I was not surprised and told him as much, as I laughed along with him. 

When we had sorted out all the buying, we headed for home. 

After showering, we got into bed. We were both so full from lunch that sloth-ing was about all either of us could manage. He had been singing Christmas songs in the shower and I was in the mood too, so we pulled up some lyrics on my phone and started warbling together. He enjoyed changing the lyrics to some of them, which was hilarious, and probably has ruined those songs for me forever. We also sang along to some songs on Youtube.. and I pulled up an old Doris Day favourite of mine (The Christmas Waltz - also done by Frank Sinatra and Bing Crosby) that he wasn't familiar with, as well as the Miss Piggy classic "Christmas is Coming". 

Then we got tired and snuggled into each other. I left some songs playing on the phone but we were all sung out. My butt was exposed, and I suggested it might be a good time for my Christmas spanking. He fake-hollered, " Choose your implements!" I got the cane holder out and he selected one. Then he asked for the rubber spanker and another DIY mini-slapper (click here for a pic) he had made a long time ago. 

As I was lying face down peering into the drawer with my head sticking out of the bed, Bikss started in on my butt. After a few hand spanks and some particularly nasty swats with the DIY slapper, I found my naughty dice and showed them to him - for some reason we had never played with them so we decided to have a go. These aren't the exact ones I have but you get the general idea. 

It definitely got things going, and soon we abandoned the game and got back to spanking. He held me close as I started to make "complaining" sounds with each spank, and when we had finished with most of it he checked to see how wet I was. He played with my clit and that only got me even more keen to get on with things. 

Him too, it seemed, because he got on top of me (I was still face down) and entered me from behind. And between thrusts he managed to lay some cane taps on my ass. Fuck, cane. Fuck, cane. It was glorious. 

All in all, a good Christmas spanking indeed! 

(At some point during our romp The Carpenters' Merry Christmas Darling was playing but I can't quite remember when exactly. It's my Christmas song dedication to Daddy as the lyrics say exactly what I feel!)

As we lay down and cuddled after that we got to talking about Christmas presents because my boss texted to ask if I had opened the present he got me. I told him I would open it with the rest of my gifts on Christmas eve. He seemed eager to hear if I like it. LOL. He did write a very thoughtful message in the card that came with it. 

And as we were talking about presents Daddy remembered that we he had to buy tickets to a musical that's coming next year that I told him I wanted to watch. 

So we got out of bed, fired up the lappy and now the tickets are bought! Hurray. That's *MY* Christmas present from Daddy sorted. 

I had also gotten him a couple of essential oil car clip on things, just for fun - while I was on my online-shopping-spree, but hadn't actually gotten any oils for him cos I wanted to ask what scent he'd like. He picked eucalyptus, which I have a whole lot of. I just don't have any dropper bottles to transfer it to for him. 

But wait. The solution was literally in the palm of my hand. I had been looking for theatre binoculars on a shopping app called Wish. Why not look for bottles there too? So I did. As I browsed and clicked on descriptions, Daddy dozed beside me. I was snuggled up against him and he opened his eyes periodically to vote yes or no to whatever I was showing him, then drifted off to sleep again. It was probably the most perfect moment of my day. I love how he comes half awake and kisses whatever part of my face is nearest to his lips, then goes right back to dreamland.

Anyhow, we finally made a decision and then...WAIT! What is this then? I chanced upon a "military watch" whatever that means. It looks pretty much like the sort of thing he would like. I know he had just gotten a new watch, but this was very affordable and it's a good "when I do sports" watch... in his own words. 

So ta-da! Me buys another watch. He chose the khaki one (bottom-most in this pic) and I must say, it does look pretty good for something so inexpensive. 

After that I put away my phone before I got sucked into more unnecessary purchases. Then we snuggled some more and wished each other Merry Christmas with great big hugs before he left. 

*He left his new watch here by accident. LOL.*

Christmas is Coming 22 And I'm All Set

No, I don't mean to brag. I'm just all set because I did all my Christmas shopping online and nothing else can be done till SUNDAY! That's the plan, anyway.

This year's theme was "Health and Beauty" so everyone got either cosmetics, hair product,  super yummy smelling bath stuff, or health foods (for the friends trying to eat better). 

The items came on time (because I started shopping pretty early) and everything is wrapped and under the tree. 

Some of the Christmas dinner foodstuff has been delivered. It's all sitting patiently in the fridge. Others will arrive on Sunday morning. And THIS is why I'm all set. I can't do squat. Nothing. Nada. I can't fuss and worry and think about all that because I can't DO anything. So now what?

The fruit cakes have been baked and distributed. Bark will get made tomorrow. And the usual pre-Christmas eve madness (which usually starts at least 2 days before the 24th) has been held off. Because I've arranged for everything to happen on the 24th itself. Clever? Or foolish? We'll see. 

I even had time to get a massage this evening, and secured a manicure appointment for Sunday afternoon. 

The plan is that I'll have all my stuff delivered in the morning (latest, noon, they say), chop up all the vegetables for the salad and leave it in the fridge, make the potato salad and leave that in the fridge, slice up the cakes and lay them out on my serving plates - in the fridge (it's hot where I live, so I'm not taking chances), season my portabellos and leave  them in the fridge. As you can see, I will need an empty fridge. So I've been emptying it out slowly but surely. The only prep I've had to do so far is make space. 

I figure all that will take me 3 hours. So at 3pm I shall go and get my nails done. Then all that's left to do when I get back after that is grill the mushrooms, toast the buns and make the burgers. And then chuck the ribs (which have been pre-cooked) in the oven, along with my (pre-cooked) honey glazed wings. 

It's a good thing I have two ovens.

At 6 the caterers will come by with the other food. Then I'll just dump my cheeses on a platter, put out the cold cuts, and dinner will be served!

OR IT COULD ALL GO SOUTH AND I COULD END UP LIKE THIS!

 

OR THIS... BUT I SURE HOPE NOT!

COS THAT WOULD MEAN I'D NEED ME ONE OF THESE -

Or maybe I could get one of these anyway .. you know, for good measure!

Christmas is Coming 21 - A Very Vanilla Story

Once upon a time there was a little girl. She had to run lots of errands and was beginning to feel overwhelmed as the hectic routines of her daily life began to take its toll.

She grumbled at her Daddy about having to cart stuff up and down and lug bags of things back and forth between her home and her parents' home.  

She asked her Daddy if he could help her with the to-ing and fro-ing and he said yes, altho' it would have to depend on when he was available to come and meet her. But anytime he was coming for a visit they could definitely make a detour so she wouldn't have to do it on her own - ON THE BUS.

She was a happy little girl after that, knowing that Daddy would be helping her from then on.

The End.

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Today was one such day. Daddy was supposed to meet me for supper at 930 but he was done with work at 530 and didn't have to be at his next appointment till 8. 

So he came by, got me and my 3 bags full (only today tho, most days it's just one big duffel) and ferried me over to the parents'. Then home again, home again... 

Where I welcomed him into my parlour, and proceeded to thank him with a vanilla blowjob. Yes. We hadn't had one of those in about, oh, 6 years, so I thought it would be fun. No choking, no pinching, no nothing. Just a good old fashioned cock sucking. 

We had some good old fashioned sex too - again, no hair pulling, no grabbing, no nothing. Just plain ol' missionary sex. And we looked into each other's eyes a lot, smiling, enjoying the sensations. 

It was great. A bit of a novelty I suppose. The way spanking might be a novelty for vanilla couples. 

But let's be serious now... I ain't giving up the kink anytime soon!

[THE CHRISTMAS UPDATE: I've finally finished wrapping all the gifts - the last few arrived over the last couple of days, and the first of my Christmas dinner trappings have also been delivered - hurray for online grocery stores! It's beginning to look like a lot like Christmas ~ in my fridge! And if you're not feeling it yet, here are some pics to help get you in the mood!]

FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO CAN'T THINK WHAT TO GET YOUR SPANKER FOR CHRISTMAS, THIS LOOKS LIKE A GREAT GIFT

... OR HUGH GRANT. 

(I JUST WATCHED LOVE ACTUALLY AGAIN LAST NIGHT, 

SO SUE ME)

MOST OF MY CHRISTMAS PACKAGES ARRIVE LIKE THIS... 

BUT I SURE WOULDN'T MIND IF THEY CAME LIKE THIS TOO!

LET THE COUNTDOWN BEGIN!

Christmas is Coming 20 - The Long One - Where I got Spanked and Fucked

First an update. The Anello bag arrived on Monday (see previous post) and I am super happy with it. I managed to stuff EVERYTHING I need into it. It's a tight fit, but it works!

Also, we didn't go and get the crop after all because I had to run an errand and Daddy wasn't able to drop by earlier... so we're saving that for another time.

(*Long Post Advisory* - and might make you horny too!)

So BIKSS came round after work on Monday. He was supposed to hop into the shower but we got carried away. I climbed on him and we started kissing - that kind of crazy kissing that two people do when they haven't seen each other for eons. Only our kissing always ALWAYS involves his hand wrapped around my throat. Which is the way  all kisses should be, imo.

I was lying on top of him and kissing his neck - which I know really gets him going - but after a time it ended up more like HE was calling the shots!

Of course it's not fair cos he pulled my hair and that just turns me to mush straightaway. 

Then he reached between my legs, panties on, and rubbed all my special bits through the fabric and that was hot all in its own way. I could feel the wetness soaking thru my knickers, getting them messed up, but he didn't seem to care. 

He spent quite some time with his hand between my legs while we continued kissing, and then slipped his fingers between my folds, deftly pushing aside my underwear to gain access. 

I reminded him that he had wanted to take a shower, so soon he stopped, got up and started undressing. When he had taken off his boxers he stepped up to where my head was on the pillow and bade me say hello to Roger. Which I did. Gladly. 

BIKSS was enjoying having Roger in my mouth. And he continued to finger me, I think at one point he gave me some spanks which made me quite the happy little . He pushed his cock into the back of my throat and I  gagged and started tearing. He enjoys that. Roger too. The more I choke the harder he gets, and before long he said, "Daddy wants to come". I looked up at him as he shot his load all the way in the back. Satisfied, he headed off to shower. 

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As we were cuddling we talked about being dominant and submissive. Am I submissive enough? Is what we do only kink in the bedroom? What about when we're out? I shared that I don't feel I'm giving him enough. 

He pointed out to me that I do show deference when we're together, and I come to him for opinions and advice, and look to him for comfort and reassurance, even when we're apart. And that's what a Daddy dom should be, he reckons. What *MY* Daddy dom needs to be for me. 

As we talked he gave me more examples. The bottom line is that he is satisfied that even though he doesn't ask me to kneel, or present (all the time), or sit at his feet, as a show of my obedience, KNOWING that I would whenever he told me to is enough for him. And he stated rather than asked - "If I wanted you to kneel on the floor now, with your head on my lap, you would."

Of course I would. That's a given. 

And that is what his dominance means to him. 

Ok, then. Now that that's sorted. 

He went on to say that knowing I let him do all the kinky things to me that he wants, that is my submission too. 

"Like this," he says as he slaps my cheek. I look up at him and wait for another. 

He goes on, and my pussy contracts. Roger is twitching too. We start playing again, how could we not. 

He turns my head so he can slap the other cheek. I gasp. And my breathing changes. He wraps his hand round my throat, I can barely keep my eyes open. He gets up and reaches for his DIY cuffs. We've never played with them so it was a first for us. He had my arms lifted behind / above me, as I lay on my back. They're attached to a lanyard which he used to keep my hands in place. 

And with his other hand he went to town on my girly bits. He fingered my pussy and rubbed my clit in turn, sometimes to the point of almost hurting, at others barely touching me, making me push up my hips to increase the pressure. 

He went on for too long. I looked hopefully at his cock, barely an inch from my face. He knows what I want when I look at Roger like that. 

"No." 

"No?" 

"No." 

Great. No Roger. Instead he continued to pinch my nipples, slap my boobs, my face, everywhere. He slapped my pussy, I bucked and wriggled.

Wait. That's a noisy toy. What? 

He had gotten Cap'n Silver and pressed it against my clit. His finger was still inside me and his cock, in my mouth. 

He played with me for quite a while before I caved and asked if I could hold the vibe and have a cum. 

"It's about time", he smirked. 

(Later on he made a comment about how strong my thighs were! I was squeezing them together as I held the vibe up against myself. On some days it's harder to cum and this usually helps to move things along for me... he also mentioned how once or twice he was close to pulling out because I was crushing his forearm LOL.) 

When I had had an almighty cum he pulled his cock out of my mouth and fucked me silly. I was super sensitive, both from the extended foreplay and a great massive cum, as well as mentally in the right space after all that rough handling. He continued to grab, choke, slap. The works. It was glorious!

As he was about to cum he pulled out and stood by the bed, aimed at my face and jerked off over my mouth. I don't think he was too concerned about hitting his target tho because I ended up with a "There's Something About Mary" hair gel situation, along with spunk on my eyelid, cheek, just everywhere in the face vicinity.

(Funny thing, I mentioned the movie to Daddy and he said he had never seen it. I found that a little strange because it seems like the kind of film he would watch.) 

After a cleanup in the bathroom we got back to cuddling and more talking. 

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"Fetch the implements," he said. 

I looked over to the table. "What no cane?"

That's my favourite you see. 

He had chosen the back-scratcher, the purple rubber spanker (not shown - go here for pics) and the Christmas paddle and laid them on the desk.

(Some of the toys we use for spanking)

"Can I trade one of them for the cane?" He agreed and I tossed out the back-scratcher. I did ask if he wanted the cane with the hook or the knot at the end... he chose knot. That one is a little heavier but not as whippy as the one with the hook. 

Seeing as we had planned to have a rather thorough spanking session,  I figured I might as well enjoy it as best I could. 

Remember the 50 spanks - with each implement - that we agreed on? It turns out he meant to use his hand too. So that makes it 200 then?

After plenty of smacks with the rubber spanker (I bet there were more than 50) he went on to use the cane. That was pleasant enough, considering we're talking about a spanking here. After that he went on to the Christmas paddle. I figured it out tho. The reason why it seemed more than 50 was because he was doing 50 PER CHEEK! He tends to do them in sets of 10. For ease of counting, I suppose. But the last set with the paddle was only 9 each. Uh-oh. 

After that he continued with lovely hand-spanks till he had reached his number. Then picked up the Christmas paddle again. I knew it. I KNEW IT. 

The last two (one on each cheek) hurt like bluddy anything. Bringing the grand total to 400! Admittedly they weren't all level 10 strokes, but still!

I shrieked and laughed at the same time. Then looked accusingly at him - "That's why there were only 9 right? That last set - I counted." 

"Uh-huh,"  was his reply. And then he grinned, chucked away all the spanking tools and gave me some right ol' loving! 

Christmas is Coming 19 The Gifts Edition / I Love Land's End

Gifts we bought ourselves, that is.

Remember when I wrote about how Bikss set his alarm to catch the flash sale? He mentioned that he stayed up after he got home and ended up buying a watch... well, it arrived! I think it's quite a good looking watch. Just dressy enough for a dinner function, but still rugged enough to wear on a regular day.

Meanwhile the Anello bag that I ordered STILL isn't here yet, altho the courier did ring to say they were supposed to deliver it last Saturday but couldn't make the drop in time. So they rescheduled it, but I'm not sure if it's coming today (it's Monday as I'm writing this) or tomorrow as the email confirmation said Tuesday, but I received a text saying it will arrive today. 

(The Anello web page I linked to is in Japanese cos that's where the brand is from, but you can translate it, thanks to Google. It's currently quite a popular "hipster" brand around these parts. There's also a direct shopping site that seems to be selling the bags for less than what I've seen in the shops here, in case you're interested.)

In any case, I'm home sick today because of a stomach flu. Threw up this morning and then felt light headed. So off to the clinic I went. I took some meds and now I'm convalescing at home. If they DO bring it today I'll be home to receive it anyway! This is what it looks like. The best part is having paid only 20% of the original retail price. Whoop! (Retails at USD$66 in stores here, bought it for $14.)

I got myself some other stuff a month ago too, as I was beginning my Christmas shopping. 

They arrived last week. I love Land's End apparel and shoes but unfortunately shipping from the US costs an arm and a leg to where-I-live. The site I was on often has different brands on offer, some of which are not sold in stores here. They happened to have Land's End on their list that particular week so I took the opportunity to get these for a small shipping fee of $5 (compared to $19.90 if I order from their official website) for both items - which cost about $14 each. 

 

As usual, they fit great! I've bought quite a bit from them over the years, and they've never let me down. Now if only they would open up a store here! Or I didn't have to pay so much for shipping. It's hard to be loyal to a brand when shipping costs more than the items themselves!

Still, it seems I'm managing so I shan't complain too much. Just a little. 😇

Also, in the spirit of gift giving (to ourselves) I am thinking maybe I shall ask Daddy if he will take me to the hugest sports store in my land to get a crop for us to play with. He mentioned (and showed me a picture of) one that he saw when he was last there, and today he sent me this picture with an appropriate caption. 

I sent him back a marked up pic with arrows pointing to a crop, a leather paddle and a strap. And seeing as how we don't have ANY of those, perhaps he will agree to go out and get at least one of them.

You see, his team played over the weekend and since I'm horny and ovulating I'm of course in need of a thorough spanking and shagging. So to make things fun I offered that we would take a multiplier to the number of goals and that would be the magic number for today's spanking session. He thought that was too much work - so his solution was to just add up the numbers on both sides, tag on a zero at the end and that would be that. 

"That's 4+1 = 5, so 50 spanks?"

His reply was "with each implement". Well, I'm not gonna say no to that! 

I'm going to take a nap now. The meds are making me a little dopey, but I'll come back tomorrow with delivery and spanking updates, if any!