Paper Back!!

Hey spanking friends!! I have some exciting news for you all! Fourteen First is now available in paperback!! Yes, that is correct this amazing book, if I do say so myself, is now available in paperback. 🙂 So, perhaps pick up a hard copy for you and that special person in your life. Also, if you happen to pick up this book, either e-book or hard copy, please, please, please leave a review on Amazon, you all will never know what it means to me and the many others when you all review this book for us. If you want to make sure your public name is different there is a setting called ‘public name’ you can change it under. Happy reading.

Link: https://www.amazon.com/Fourteen-Firsts-Anthology-Lesbian-Spanking-ebook/dp/B075FT2G12/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1506389202&sr=8-1

Fourteen Firsts Cover

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Spanking as a love language.

Hi, all. I’m back with a real post for you all. I have a story that is almost ready for you guys, so hopefully, I will get that posted tonight. If you don’t mind read and possibly tell me what you all think if it’s the same for you or even if you think I’m completely crazy. While I’m here I should mention I have started school and that keeps me pretty busy, but I am going to try to keep stories and other post coming for you all.

 

For many spankos like myself, spanking can have a profound impact on daily life, whether spanking is real life or virtual or a combination of the two. Today I want to talk a little bit about spanking being a love language in our lives. In real life, I am not a physically affectionate person. That is just not me, however, I have discovered that virtually I am. I like to hug, kiss and just cuddle with someone and yes be spanked for the closeness of it. Maybe, it is because I don’t do it in my real life as much, who knows. But recently that hasn’t happened and it can be emotionally hard to deal with when you need and want that human connection.

As some of you know, my personal life has been a bit rough lately, but I’m getting through it and learning a lot about myself in the process. Thankfully, I have several important people in my life that have been very supportive and willing to do anything they can for me. And for that, I am extremely grateful. So, to those of you that have been there of late, even when it was hard, thank you. You will never know what it means to me. Saying this, I needed some attention recently for some what I found to be surprising reasons. I asked one of these important people to help me in a way no one else can at the moment. In truth I told her several reasons I needed to go over her knee for a spanking, (yes I still blush a little whenever I think that word, but that is a different post entirely), however, to tell you the truth in hindsight I think most of it was because I needed a few moments to feel loved and cared for, but didn’t know how to ask for that any other way. I had told her I couldn’t focus and I needed to be centered among several other minor reasons. While this was true. In a way, I was feeling lonely, needy and overall emotional. It embarrasses me to say this, but being over someone’s knee and them “whacking” away at your backside doesn’t make you feel lonely anymore. And one most certainly feels loved as you are cuddled thereafter.

This, however, got me to thinking. Is spanking a love language in some relationships. I know for me it is in certain relationships I have and had in the past it is. Of course, it is not the only love language, but it is an important way for me to feel and possibly even give loving feelings to someone. The love a top and bottom shares, especially if they aren’t romantically involved, is one that is unlike anything else. It goes much deeper than a friend and is much different than with a romantic partner. When you enter into those relationships you are handing a little of your heart to the other person and hoping they don’t break it or give it away. The two people can be very protective of each other, wants the other to be fulfilled and happy, and really does get emotionally invested in the other person.

So, I guess I say all of this to say, I know spanking is a love language for me. And as embarrassing and uncomfortable that can be to admit it is something that I need so I don’t feel lonely and so that I know I am cared for. And to try to be clear, it is not always sexual. In fact, it is very rarely that way for me. So, yes there are times when I need a spanking for the aftercare or just the care of it in general. When you are willingly giving up control to another person and trusting them to take care of you in mind, body, and spirit, there are few things that can be more vulnerable than that. But there are also, few things that can be as comforting as someone holding your hand with one hand and spanking you with the other and telling you they care for you and that they are here for you.

Is anyone else this way? Has anyone else out there found unexpected reason and ways that spanking “works” or you?

 

-LT

Fourteen First – Has Arrived!

Hey, all spanking people! I have wonderful news! Fourteen First officially released today! This is the anthology many amazing women worked hard on most of the summer! So hurry on over and get your copy today! There are some amazing authors and stories in there (I couldn’t help, but take a peek earlier today)! Also, a quick thank you once again for the amazing work that Stardawn Cabot and Claire Britain did for this book, without you ladies it wouldn’t have been possible. 🙂

Fourteen Firsts Cover

Here is the blurb just to tease you all a little. Happy reading. 🙂

Fourteen Firsts was a labor of love by 13 different authors who have one thing is common. As both editor and a contributor, Stardawn Cabot spent many months putting together this collection of stories. Many of the authors have never been published before, but they are all excited to see the proceeds of this book go to charity. In the following pages, you will find tales of princesses, warriors, lawyers, and even modern-day heroines, all who find that special someone who can care for, protect, and discipline when needed. Each tale has its own unique spin on what a ‘first’ can be, and although the cover pretty much says it all, we hope that you enjoy these adult-themed stories, and check out other books by these great ladies as well!

 

Amazon Link: www.amazon.com/dp/B075FT2G12/ref=sr_1_8?ie=UTF8&qid=1504801202&sr=8-8&keywords=Fourteen+first

 

Little Bit

The hem of my grey cotton t-shirt was much more appealing than looking into my ma’am’s blue eyes right now. I could feel the heat spreading across my face from the quiet questions she had been asking me. She knew. She always knew.  However, with her arms wrapped securely around my waist, with me curled up on her lap, as close to her as I could get I still felt safe. Her embrace was warm and secure.

She surprised me when she whispered into my ear, “Come on little bit, let’s get you over my knee where you belong.” Ma’am shifted to the middle of the couch while I awkwardly climbed from her lap, I was suddenly missing her arms as I stood in front of her.

Ma’am quickly divested me of pajama pants and guided me over her lap putting me into a familiar position. Quickly, I grabbed a pillow hugging it close to my face. Every muscle in my body, was tense with stress and anxiety.

Ma’am soothed patterns against my vulnerable backside, it was a promise and threat all at the same time, “Little bit, why are you over my knee about to get a spanking?”

Any words I managed to find got caught in my throat, so I just buried my face deep into the pillow and waited.

I didn’t have to wait long before the soothing motions stopped and Ma’am’s hand left my backside and quickly returned in a swift swat, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake. A quiet gasp escaped my tight lips. It had been so long since I had been in this position. To long perhaps.

“Little bit, I asked you a question.”

Again, I just couldn’t force any words out, so I sank further into the soft pillow. I felt a gentle tap on my hip. I raised my middle and down went my panties exposing my bare backside to Ma’am’s will. Her strong left arm encircled my waist and quickly, her palm began a steady rhythm on my skin doing all the talking that was necessary.

With every swat the warm tingling sensation grew and I fell deeper and deeper into a relaxed state. Each stinging swat was like a fine point I could focus on and nothing else had room to enter my mind. My mind was empty. It was easily fifty swats or more before I even realized she had been talking to me throughout this spanking.

Turning my head to the side I listened to her gentle voice reassured me, “I have you little bit you can let go.” Over and over she repeated this sentiment as my backside started go from warm and tingly to hot with the repeated spanking of her hand onto my backside.

I closed my eyes and sighed deeply. Ma’am knew what that meant as she stopped spanking and started rubbed soothing circles onto my back, before I felt her move to pick up something behind me. As soon as the cool leather touched my backside I gasped in surprise. I didn’t know where she got that from, but it was definitely here now! All the muscles involuntarily tensed in my lower half.

“This isn’t punishment, little bit. Don’t ever forget, I love you. Relax.”

I shakily nodded my head and forced my muscles to relax. When the first slow easy swat connected I felt tears rush to my eyes, getting ready to spill over. The heat from the swat spread and warmed my muscle. She continued easy swats each causing the heat to build in my backside. None hurt too much but it gave me a break from the constant swirling of thought from my anxiety riddles mind.

She had only places five swats with the paddle when I felt the dam begin to crack open with a few silent tears leaking out over my cheeks. No more words were needed from ma’am. She increased the strength of the swats, helping me get over the edge. Two well-placed strokes to my tender sit spots and the dam completely broke. I burst into tears and sobbed openly into the pillow. Releasing all the pent up emotion. I didn’t notice the spanking stopping quickly thereafter. I did however, feel ma’am surprisingly soft hand rubbing some of the sting out while I cried, completely limp over her lap.

Soon, ma’am eased my clothing back into place and guided me back onto her lap, cuddling me close to her. I once again got as close as possible to her and allowed her to hold me for a while. It was so safe in her arms. While in many ways we were equal, she always swore to protect me to the best of her ability… even from myself, and that was what tonight was for. Her protecting me from myself. I had started getting lost in stress and anxiety.

I buried my face into her neck and continued to cry knowing it was okay to do so. There would be no rush to go anywhere. After, almost twenty minutes of tears I could hear her occasionally saying, “I love you, little bit. I am never going anywhere.” In that moment I believed her. I had to. She kept my feet on the ground and my mind centered. And I felt the same. I loved her and would never walk away. If only she would have me.

 


Hi all!

So, hope you enjoyed my first attempt at a first person pov story it was short and sweet and to the point in my opinion, but turned out well! Also, wanted to add that I should be making several more post in the next 24 hours so make sure to come back and check! Also, will have an exciting announcement soon!

 

Happy Spanking, LT

I Promise!!

Hello all! I know I’ve been very silent for like two weeks now (yes longer than that), however my muse has really been like… well bratty and not being very nice of late. I am working on a few different things, but I don’t know when that will happen. Anyway… though I would share another picture with you until then. And yes this is pretty close to the truth not that I would know anything about pouting. 😉

Pouting

Submission the choice.

As most of you know at this point I’ve been in a Top/brat relationship for about two months now with a very special person. The journey has seen really high highs and really low lows. I don’t trust easily and I’ve made many mistakes along the way, but I have learned more about myself than I ever thought possible. Toppy lady and I just kind of fell into these roles we are in, it happened natural really, at first at least. However, the one huge thing I’ve had to learn is what submission really is, what it takes to be submissive and what it feels like when you get there. I don’t have all of this figured out of course, but  I’m beginning to learn what my journey looks like.

Submission is a choice. It’s a choice I have to make daily and sometimes even more than one time a day. It’s not a feeling and it doesn’t actually just happen, for me at least. I always thought that submission would be this feeling you would have, but it’s not. Submission is the choice to allow someone else control part or all of your life. And let me tell you it can scare the hell out of you. Like I said earlier I don’t trust people naturally, it just doesn’t happen that way. But then to have someone that is worthy of that trust enough to choose what is best for you in several aspects of your life that is a learning experience. There were times and I guess still are times when I fight it every step of the way. Thankfully, I have a Top who is extremely patient and stubborn that will stick with me no matter what I do. So, I have had to make the conscious effort to chose this everyday ever since I realized this and it has made life less complicated and our relationship more fulfilling in many ways.

When I choose to submit to Karen (name changed to protect the not so innocent 😉 ) I instantly become more stable. A lot of times in my RL I feel like I’m free falling into a wide open abyss and that I’m out in the world vulnerable, alone and scared. I also felt like I was wandering around a bit. When I submit she will protect me from everything including myself. I no longer have the worries of the world. I find comfort here in the land of trust and dependence on another human if it is only for a few short minuets a day.

Here is the big thing though. Submission isn’t a requirement of our relationship. It isn’t even a demand or expectation really. It is a gift that I freely choose to give to her. Yes, that maybe hard to understand, but through the time we have spent together and her continued proving to me she isn’t going anywhere it is a desire that has grown inside of me. I want to give her that gift, because I do trust her with my life.

I won’t tell you that is has gotten easier though. If anything it has gotten harder. I went into the relationship thinking that being a brat/bottom to someone would come naturally for me. However, it actually doesn’t. In fact I like control things quiet a bit, which might explain my Switch tendencies, but that is a whole other post. But, what I have found here when I can submit is peace. It’s like the person at the core of who I am is alive and well and so very loved and cared for.

 

Until next time, LT

I’ll Be

So, this song has been on my mind recently and inspired a lot of things I have been writing that I will eventually get around to sharing with you all. So, if you all don’t mind give it a listen or just read it through. Then if you have a song that has been speaking to your heart of late please feel free to share. And make sure to check out the story I posted earlier today.

 

Anyway, this is for someone special. . . you know who you are. 

 

I’ll Be – Reba

 

When darkness falls upon your heart and soul.

I’ll be the light that shines for you.

When you forget how beautiful you are

I’ll be there to remind you.

When you can’t find your way,

I’ll find my way to you.

When troubles come around,

I will come to you.

 

I’ll be your shoulder when you need someone to lean on.

Be your shelter.

When you need someone to see you through.

I’ll be there to carry you.

I’ll be there.

 

I’ll be the rock that will be strong for you.

The one that will hold on to you.

When you feel that rain falling down.

When there’s nobody else around.

I’ll be.

 

And when you’re there with no one there to hold.

I’ll be the arms that reach for you.

And when you feel your faith is running low.

I’ll be there to believe in you.

When all you find are lies.

I’ll be the truth you need.

When you need someone to run to.

You can run to me

 

I’ll be your shoulder when you need someone to lean on.

Be your shelter.

When you need someone to see you through.

I’ll be there to carry you.

I’ll be there.

I’ll be the rock that will be strong for you.

The one that will hold on to you.

When you feel that rain falling down.

When there’s nobody else around.

I’ll be.

I’ll be the sun.

 

When your heart’s filled with rain.

I’ll be the one.

To chase the rain away.

 

I’ll be your shoulder when you need someone to lean on.

Be your shelter.

When you need someone to see you through.

I’ll be there to carry you.

I’ll be there.

I’ll be the rock that will be strong for you.

The one that will hold on to you.

When you feel that rain falling down.

When there’s nobody else around.

I’ll be.

I’ll be.

 

 

I’ll Be lyrics © Alfred

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Q9S3cT18Fs

 

Hiya guys and gals, I haven’t forgotten about you all! I am still promising some stories very soon! Still working on editing my story so my time and energy is going into that. However, I just found this little gem and thought I’d share it with you all. Feel free to tell me of any naughtiness you have found yourselves in of late 😉

 

Being Naughty

Update

Hi Peoples,

I hope to have some stories and possibly some diary entries done in the next few days. When I get a chance I’ll post 4 or 5 probably. I have been busy trying to get a story together for the anthology.

Have A Happy Spanking Today,

 

Logan

Question

Hi everyone,

So I needed to get some thoughts out there today. I have obviously only recently made the decision to delurk in TTWD world. Honestly, I was reading stories and following blogs about it well before I should have so I have been lurking for close to 7 years now. In saying all this I recently, also, kind of delurked in my real life as someone who writes and is interested in spanking.

I called my best friend one day and I simply told her and she was supportive and amazing (love you so much). She read some of my stories and also part of the kinklet that is going on Anna Reilly’s blog, which everyone needs to go read, and she asked me, “After, reading this don’t you want to find these people and do this kind of stuff with them?”

I don’t remember what I told her at the time, because admittedly I was buzzed when we where talking about it. However, I have been thinking a lot about this question and decided to answer it here. So, here is the long and complicated answer to the question above.

Honestly, most simply, the answer is YES. Absolutely yes. However, that is a much to simple answer. This world online is much different than real life. In real life we don’t get to pick and choose which part of each other we see and experience, because we see it all. There is no forever twenty-five, perfect looks and body. There is no perfect Top/botttom out there. We all make mistakes daily and even in the scene, virtual or real we wish we didn’t. Perfection just doesn’t happen. We have bad habits and occasionally bad manners. We have arguements and lack of communication. In my experience sometimes we just don’t want to spank or be spanked. (Rarely, but it happens. Shocking I know 😉 )

There is also the fact that while everyone reading this are more than likely, spankos that means something different to every single person reading this. For some that might mean gentle spankings as foreplay only, but for others it may mean strict rules and harsh punishments 24/7 or even somewhere in the middle. Any of which is fine as long as it is safe and consensual, but this just means not anyone could do TTWD together.

There are few things in this world, in my experience, more vulnerable than being new at something, especially something like spanking. It is so much easier to be a person on the other side of computer screen knowing you will never meet them or actually interact with them. And knowing how difficult it is to delurk on the internet I can only imagine how difficult it is to do it with someone you have never met before. I will also say that there is a strange emotional side (to me) to writing stories like these or even being spanked or spanking virtually. Emotions are a huge part of this for me as with many others. It would take time to cultivate a relationship to allow someone to have access to this vunerable part of you, physically or emotionally.

Relationships can start over the internet, but it takes time to get to a place where you can have a relationship in RL. And when they do it can be a thing of beuty. 

So, in ending to the person who asked me this, yes, there are times like damn can’t we all go live on our own island somewhere and be happy, but then I know reality isn’t this, hearts get broke, people change, spankings can hurt hella lot and we might all want different things anyway. But there a few lucky souls out there that find forever here and what they have is amazing. 

Much care,

LT

Anna’s blog can be found at: http://www.spankingromance.wordpress.com


Thoughts and comments are always welcome.