yes I am still here...

and I need a spanking more than any normal human being. Things have been very complicated for me lately. Mainly i am being laid off in a month...but then today they asked me to stay till February for 2 dollars more an hour plus I still get my $1000 stay bonus...so that never hurts. Due to the stress of my job loss I havent really had time to blog. However, HAVE NO FEAR!!! I have returned to blog because i have no one to spank me so I have to make due with my brain...Hence...

REASONS I NEED A SPANKING!!!!

1. I was 2 hours late to work on Tuesday be cause I forgot I was supposed to come in early.

2. My car tags are expired...by almost a year

3. I use the internet at work when I am not supposed to at all

4. I can't stick to a budget

5. I always stay up too late so I end up waking up late and am almost late to work all the time.

Thats all i can think of right now...hopefully some more come up ;-)

back...finally lol

Yes...my moving is finally complete and I once again have a little of what we call "free time". I've once again begun what could be deemed as "the great search". What I am searching for is the best question I think. What it boils down to is im pretty freaking horny and need a spanking. Thats the truth. lol

spank me pink!!!

Sorry I have been so vacant as of late. I have been busy getting my room remodeled so I can move in with my sister. Its finally almost finished (after 4 months...) and I should be able to move in Sunday (SHOULD). The funny thing is, I painted my bathroom pink...not just pink...but it GLOWS pink...like a bottom fresh from being spanked...perhaps thats why I picked the color ;-)

Anyway I should hopefully get back to normalcy soon. yay!!!

A hairbrush story...

One of the things that brings me the most amusement is going to the beauty supply store with my sister. This is for 1 reason and 1 reason only. The hairbrush aisle. I know what you are thinking...and the answer is yes. I do look for the "perfect" wooden hairbrush for spanking. HOWEVER, my sister knows what I am doing...so it makes it more amusing. When she discovered this blog over a year ago (I since shut it down...then started it back up...I don't think she looks or remembers anyway)...one of the things she was most upset about was that I looked for hairbrushes. The reason it upset her so much was that I had convinced her I was always looking for a good brush for my hair, and that the wooden boar hair are best for your hair (which is actually TRUE). Now, since she knows, when I step into the hairbrush section she is like "you are so mean, i can't believe you told me that"...or something to that effect. I don't even really need to look anymore (I have a rather good one)...but now I just go cause it embarrasses her...muahahhaa

I gots a hankerin' for a spankerin'

Soooooo...I have begun to look at spanking pictures on my phone at work. This may have come about for one (or both) of the following reasons:

1. I am incredibly bored of my job and find strange ways to entertain myself (I made like 100 oragami cranes a month ago...then i decided to start covering my catalog with gum wrapper foil...spanking porn was the logical next step...).

2. I am becoming desperate for a spanking, so even tiny little pictures that fit on my phone screen must suffice.

Then again you could always count the fact that doing it at work could be construed as "naughty" (Me?! Never!) so its just another reason to spank me lol.

Cruisin' for a bruisin'...

I had a brief exchange today with someone regarding punishment spankings. As it is pretty well known, I have never cried from a spanking...ever. This person brought up 2 good points:

A. Was it hard enough?

and

B. Did the person doing it care about you? And did you feel sorry?

The answer to A is...yes...I think. The first one ever left me pretty gosh darn bruised, though that doesn't really mean anything for hardness of spanking. The other ones were pretty hard and pretty ouchy. I know quite a few times I ended up rather marked, but then again the person was afraid to cause any real damage (not that he would have).

The answer to B would be...ummm no. For sure the first person did not care about me at all. It was the equivalent of a 1 night spanking stand. As for the other person...I thought they did...but that was all an act. And I was never sorry...I am rarely sorry for my actions.

So what does this mean? Maybe I am not cut out for being punished...or maybe I haven't found the right person.

Wow...

Have I gone soft! Today was the first time I was REALLY home alone in a while, so I decided to take advantage of this fact and do some self spanking. It just felt like the right time to do it. After doing a quick sweep of the house to make sure that I was, in fact, truely alone, I dashed to my room to open my box o' crap. I decided to start with the item that would be the most easily used, the bathbrush. Unfortunately easy usage didn't really equate with best to start off with. I was laying there after about 10 swats thinking "Was it always THAT stingy?". I decided I needed an item with a larger surface area...apparently my brain thought that meant Lexan Paddle...bad idea. So...my butt was stinging and it hadn't even really be 50 swats. Irritated, I ended up grabbing the wood paddle to hopefully garner an effect that was at least semi-tolerable so that I could get a red warm bum of happiness. I ended up holding out for about 100 swats at a medium strength. As I laid there with a pink slightly warmish bottom, I began to reminice about times past. I distinctly remember times when I would spank myself to the point where my bum was red and bruised, afraid that someone would accidentally see and wonder what in the world I had done. I remember being able to be spanked quite hard by someone and have them worried about the condition of my bottom but me ready for me. I suppose I am just out of practice? On the brightside, getting spanked to tears is probably waaaay more probable now...