<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503</id><updated>2011-11-30T13:39:02.077-08:00</updated><category term='rules breaking'/><category term='rules'/><category term='sex'/><category term='Surveys'/><category term='ALPHA-BISQUE THURSDAY'/><category term='Clothing'/><category term='Roleplay'/><category term='switching'/><category term='my stupidity'/><category term='food'/><category term='Bedtimes'/><category term='Diaper'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category term='Ageplay'/><category term='Real Life'/><category term='writing'/><category term='submission'/><category term='Corner Time'/><category term='Spanking'/><title type='text'>A little bit of spanking (ok so a lot abit of it)</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is for adults over the age of 18. So if you are under 18, or spanking between consenting adults bothers you, please look elsewhere.

However, if you are 18 or above, and enjoy spanking, then feel free to look around, and suffer my constant odd thought processes...and spankings ;-)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>416</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2582103311695089823</id><published>2011-03-07T12:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T12:17:32.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Plan</title><content type='html'>Thinking about my needs vs. my wants is a hard thing to do. I don't want to be spanked, I NEED to be spanked. I know it's weird. I acknowledge this about myself. However, when I think about age play, I know I WANT a Daddy, but do I NEED one? That is the ultimate question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've come up with a plan...one that probably won't work, but it's a plan nonetheless. If I find a male person who is very much into DD...and I am upfront about the age play thing...is it possible that he could become a Daddy? Or, could he at least provide some of the emotional support that I need from a Daddy? I know its an improbable scenario. However, I think that the leap isn't THAT huge. in theory a male person (or top if you will) that likes DD is already looking to guide the spankee (or bottom) in certain aspects of her life. I think that at least part of the set up for a Daddy is there. If I am up front, and they know already (and they don't freak out)...it's possible that it might work...maybe. Even if it doesn't work, at least I would be getting one of my needs met.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2582103311695089823?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2582103311695089823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2582103311695089823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2011/03/plan.html' title='A Plan'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1302652751784433559</id><published>2011-03-01T10:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T10:58:02.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RESET!!! Start here!!!</title><content type='html'>If you are new to this blog, I recommend you start here. There are a few years worth of information in the archives, but if you want to know me as I am now. Start here. You can always go back later and read the endless posts that I have made about silly things which helped to get me where I am. I just want you to know before going back and reading that I am a different person than I was then. There are 3 years of my life missing from this blog. What follows in this post is a quick summary of what happened before, during, and after those 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog almost 7 years ago to document my exploration of the world of BDSM and spanking. I learned about age play, and how that fits into my life, and explored a few different men who were trying to fulfill my needs (both spanking and age play). I had many good experiences during that time, and a few not so good ones. Then, a little over 3 years ago, I was raped. I was devastated, and subsequently abandoned this blog and (almost) everything to do with the life style. I thought that there was no way for me to continue something that could put me into that situation. Over time though, I started to recover. Almost a year ago, I managed to have my first post trauma relationship. It didn't end on the best terms after 6 months, but it proved to me that I was at least somewhat capable of moving forward with my life. Then in the last 2 months, I have felt the desire to return to this world consume me. I've started looking for both age play and spanking partners to talk to (though ideally one person would enjoy both), and I have joined online communities solely for the purpose of finding friends (just getting up and leaving doesn't do much for social connections). I have made a commitment to myself to up front about what I want, and making it clear when I don't like something. I have also made the commitment to take things slow and not rush. Some people don't seem to like this, but I don't really care. What has changed about me in the last 3 years is that I am not afraid to speak my mind anymore. Where did "beating around the bush" get me before? No where. I realized that if two people are not absolutely clear from the beginning about what their expectations are, any sort of relationship is doomed to fail. However, the stakes are higher in this realm of society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story begins about 4 1/2 years ago. I had just moved half way across the United States (to Missouri) on a whim, and was trying to be a brave and independent 20 year old. I had always had a deep desire for discipline (spanking) so I started to try meeting people on the internet. I had previously met someone online in CA the moment I turned 18 to be spanked. It was awkward, but nothing too traumatic happened. So I figured to dive in and see what I found. What I discovered was that the spanking community in Missouri was waaaaaaay bigger than I thought it was. That was how I met Ted, who lived near my apartment. I knew that he was a daddy, but we never discussed it (mainly because I had no idea what it was, and it honestly made me uncomfortable). We didn't end up working out (because he left the state and I didn't hear from him for 3 months). When he came back, I had already met someone else from the same site, so that ended any sort of romantic ideas for us. However, we are still really good friends, and he has witnessed every part of this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man that I met after Ted was William (there are lots of posts here about him). William was very very very much into age play (his profile spoke of teddy bears and trips to the park). He contacted me as a friend and just wanted to talk to people in the area. We talked for a few weeks before my fascination took over and I had to know what the age play was about. Soooo, we decided to meet. I remember being so nervous! I actually (stupidly) went over to his house and he offered to take me to buy a stuffed animal. I agreed and so we went, and i ended up with a frog. We went back to his apartment and he convinced me to try on a few different outfits he had (unfortunately, most were made for someone tiny. I am not tiny...I'm chubby)...BUT he had 1 outfit that fit me perfectly, so I wore that. The afternoon continued with coloring, The Little Mermaid (my fav) and a spanking. However, what he thought of as a spanking and what I thought of as one were two very different things. Spanking being my first fetish, I wanted something a little harder than he was comfortable giving. Yet, I was so overcome with the power and emotions evoked by the situation that I did almost cry from the like 10 swats. So went our relationship. I drove 2 hours to visit him every two weeks and we would squeeze as much in as we could, then I would go home. He learned how to spank after a while, and I fell HARD for him. He encouraged me into diapers (which I never thought I would do in my life!) and I kind of liked it! Things plugged along slowly yet surely. Then I found out that he was seeing other little girls (we never said we were exclusive...) and I was hurt. However, delusional me kept it up hoping he would choose me. That was until he told me he "didn't see a future" with me and decided to move to CA (which was kind of irritating because I had just left CA a year before...). What was more devastating was that within a month of moving to CA, he had found a little girl and they became engaged. I seriously cried for a month straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I became so addicted to the idea of a daddy that I started looking for one with every ounce of my being. That was how I met Nick. He was really nice. He even said he thought I might be a robot because i was perfect. He asked me to call him Daddy (which I had never called William), and I was happy to do so. I only really met with him twice (because he lived in Colorado), but we spoke everyday. We ended up not working out because he turned out to be little himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loss of Nick just reignited my sadness from William, so I mourned the loss of him for a second time. I decided I had enough of Missouri, and started planning to return to California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my desperation I tried a new site, and I came across a man that lived about 30 minutes from where my family was. So I figured that I would start talking to him, and eventually meet up once I had moved back. However, he wanted to fly me to California for a weekend alone right before my scheduled move. Now, we had only been talking for about 2 weeks, but I figured it was probably my last chance to do so without my family becoming suspicious. So, I decided to just go for it, and he bought the ticket. As I was driving to the airport, my car suddenly ran out of gas (and I mean suddenly! like it went from a quarter of a tank to empty within minute) and I was stuck on the freeway. I should have taken it as a sign. However, instead, highway patrol gave me gas, and I barely caught the flight. When i arrived at the airport, I was a little taken back when he picked me up in a 50th anniversary edition Corvette. I considered walking back into the airport and figuring out a way home, but instead (against my better judgment) climbed into that car. It was night when I arrived, so we drove for a couple of hours and stayed at this beach side bed and breakfast for the night. It was cute and I kind of wish i remember where it was because I would totally go back on my own if I could. However, he wanted to press on (he had a specific destination in mind) so I climbed back into his ostentatious car and we drove for a few more hours. He proceeded to take me to this $500 per night resort which made me even more uncomfortable. I at this point started to sense something weird so I took a voluntary nap to try to escape the situation. He woke me up to watch the sunset and to try and tried to do adult things, but I rejected him. We went to sleep, and I figured that I had gotten off lucky (because I was flying out the next day). The next morning when I woke up, I put on 3 layers of clothes to ensure that the so far chaste trip would remain so. It didn't work. The next thing I knew I was handcuffed and kneeling on the floor (how could I say not comply with the handcuffing when he was: 1. A Daddy and 2. Had spent so much money...so I felt obligated to humor him). He at that point demanded that I orally pleasure him repeatedly. I just kept panicking more and more to the point where I refused and told him I couldn't do it anymore. He kept demanding, so I curled into a ball on the floor and kept saying no. He then proceeded to strip me from the waist down and did bad things to me anally against my will. I remember crying a lot, and him saying that "sometimes it is about you. sometimes it is about me." I couldn't really do much about it since I was handcuffs, so all I could do was cry. After he was done, there were a few hours until my flight, so I was forced to stay with him until he decided to take me to the airport. I held out emotionally pretty well until I made it home to my bed 8 hours later. I cried a lot from the shock of what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later I moved back home to California. I ended a lot of friendships with other littles because I just couldn't handle it. I decided to live a purely vanilla life (though I still fantasized about meeting a nice daddy). However, I couldn't handle any sort of relationship for a while. I didn't actually manage to have a vanilla relationship until a year ago. And it wasn't until the last few months that I became comfortable with the idea of an age play relationship again. I just realized how much of a part of me it had become and how happy it made me. So I came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about the rape everyday. I would never wish this sort of experience on anyone. And I hope that other people are able to avoid the same mistake. I am 97% better now, but now I don't know if I will really ever find (and be able to fully trust) a daddy or a dom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is what this is for now. To document my experiences post trauma and try and work through what I never thought possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my future postings will be less sad and more happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1302652751784433559?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1302652751784433559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1302652751784433559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2011/03/reset-start-here.html' title='RESET!!! Start here!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5349069399491938135</id><published>2008-09-06T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:35:22.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules breaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>yes I am still here...</title><content type='html'>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...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REASONS I NEED A SPANKING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was 2 hours late to work on Tuesday be cause I forgot I was supposed to come in early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My car tags are expired...by almost a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I use the internet at work when I am not supposed to at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't stick to a budget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I always stay up too late so I end up waking up late and am almost late to work all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i can think of right now...hopefully some more come up ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5349069399491938135?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5349069399491938135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5349069399491938135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/09/yes-i-am-still-here.html' title='yes I am still here...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-4789421602230497039</id><published>2008-06-14T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T21:01:20.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back...finally lol</title><content type='html'>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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-4789421602230497039?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4789421602230497039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4789421602230497039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/06/backfinally-lol.html' title='back...finally lol'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6538738170662128776</id><published>2008-05-29T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:33:09.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spank me pink!!!</title><content type='html'>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 ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I should hopefully get back to normalcy soon. yay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6538738170662128776?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6538738170662128776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6538738170662128776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/05/spank-me-pink.html' title='spank me pink!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-3598724883716323880</id><published>2008-05-18T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:41:36.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>A hairbrush story...</title><content type='html'>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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-3598724883716323880?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3598724883716323880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3598724883716323880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/05/hairbrush-story.html' title='A hairbrush story...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2636426333822157223</id><published>2008-05-14T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T14:32:16.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules breaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>I gots a hankerin' for a spankerin'</title><content type='html'>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:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am becoming desperate for a spanking, so even tiny little pictures that fit on my phone screen must suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2636426333822157223?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2636426333822157223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2636426333822157223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-gots-hankerin-for-spankerin.html' title='I gots a hankerin&apos; for a spankerin&apos;'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-7467436684823614929</id><published>2008-05-13T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:41:01.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules breaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Cruisin' for a bruisin'...</title><content type='html'>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:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Was it hard enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Did the person doing it care about you? And did you feel sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does this mean? Maybe I am not cut out for being punished...or maybe I haven't found the right person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-7467436684823614929?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7467436684823614929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7467436684823614929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/05/cruisin-for-bruisin.html' title='Cruisin&apos; for a bruisin&apos;...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-8084959580448852290</id><published>2008-05-10T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:07:56.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Wow...</title><content type='html'>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...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-8084959580448852290?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8084959580448852290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8084959580448852290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/05/wow.html' title='Wow...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-7586162318693843996</id><published>2008-05-07T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:02:38.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of a fantasy...</title><content type='html'>This might be a little more sexual than normal, but I don't care so I will share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have not been that spanking oriented fantasy-wise. I have just sort of been laying low mentally in that department. I have really just focused on having fun with my family and friends (and multiple puppies). I've been little...but not as little as before. Mostly, I've just been regrouping mentally and not even really thinking about getting spanked. Everytime someone would bring it up, I would just get incredibly nervous. Heck! I even stopped looking at spanking pictures and videos online! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as of last night my interest was sparked by nothing in particular...and I began a search. And search I did...through all of the old websites I used to frequent...and I...became just about as wet as a slip-n-slide in a rain storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is...I am fine thinking about it...and I probably would be fine engaging in it...I'm just not comfortable yet having a conversation about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, yes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-7586162318693843996?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7586162318693843996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7586162318693843996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/05/return-of-fantasy.html' title='The return of a fantasy...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-209567927573121230</id><published>2008-04-28T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:39:29.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>SF was...</title><content type='html'>Pretty gosh darn awesome. I fell in love with the area and the peoples. If you want a full story, i suggest looking on my &lt;a href="http://littlespanking.blogspot.com"&gt;other blog&lt;/a&gt; to get the story (it was ageplayness what can I say?) I have decided that I liked it all so much that I would LOVE to live there. In fact my best friend Autumn and I are kinda sorta planning on it! I think we have a plan all figured out so I really really really hope it happens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-209567927573121230?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/209567927573121230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/209567927573121230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/04/sf-was.html' title='SF was...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6564974864742385497</id><published>2008-04-18T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:35:54.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing the faith</title><content type='html'>I have come to the realization that I am losing my faith in people. I used to feel that people are in general good...and if not that they have the ability to change and become good. I think I have lost that overtime. Experiences in my adult life and led to be begin to just assume that people are...incredibly flawed...selfish...manipulative...angry...depressed. I don't think I trust people the way I used to. I only trust people who have given me cause to be trustworthy...that I know in person. Friends that I have online, that I have known forever...I kinda of trust them...but I don't think I would trust them to not hurt me or let me down in r/l. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just find myself hating people I used to consider friends (William, and others) because they have let me down beyond words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like I have lost so much faith in everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6564974864742385497?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6564974864742385497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6564974864742385497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/04/losing-faith.html' title='Losing the faith'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6273563894641228699</id><published>2008-04-11T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:17:18.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Spanking problems</title><content type='html'>I find myself lately being less inclined towards this thing called spanking. I mean, its tough being single, so since there is no one to spank me, there is no reason for me to really desire it I suppose. When you think about it, there really is no reason to get or earn a spanking since there is no one to really deliver it. What does this mean? I pretty much am being good and boring lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps an upcoming trip to visit my ageplay friends will respark the spanking flame for me. Or at least I hope i get to see someone spanked...it would be entertaining for ME! hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6273563894641228699?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6273563894641228699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6273563894641228699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/04/spanking-problems.html' title='Spanking problems'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2466676482269498727</id><published>2008-04-09T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:28:23.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BRAT!</title><content type='html'>I still don't understand why i get called one so often! I stand by the fact that I am not one. Though I can't find any proof to that effect lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2466676482269498727?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2466676482269498727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2466676482269498727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/04/brat.html' title='BRAT!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1538248461597579933</id><published>2008-04-06T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:23:27.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>You just need a good spanking. I'm not talking a really bad or harsh one...heck! I'm not even talking implements. I think I just would really like a good long OTK hand spanking. I think right now the combination of the physical contact and a warm stingy bum would benefit my brain. I think its nice to think about sometimes...though, if you can't stand fragments, please do not force yourself to read futher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to do something naughty, hmmmm. Like...staying up past my bedtime. Being taken across an authoritative knee, my panties pulled down to my knees. Feeling a warm and comforting hand rubbing my bottom for a few moments. Tensing when I feel the hand leave my rear, knowing what is to come. Gasping a little when it makes its first contact. Forgeting each time how the prior smack felt. Basking in the warm spreading across my bottom and "special place". Starting to wiggle from the increasing sting. Clenching my jaw from the occasional harder swat. Sighing when it is over too soon. Grinning from what comes next ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1538248461597579933?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1538248461597579933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1538248461597579933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/04/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-3854675771133851314</id><published>2008-04-04T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:47:47.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules breaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Being a good girl...</title><content type='html'>I had an interesting discussion with my older sister today regarding quite a few things. It turns out that she and my cousins used to smoke pot at family get-togethers. I didn't know this, but then again I was like 10 so how would I have known? I mean it continued for a few years, but still...I never felt compelled to even TRY pot. Then I started thinking...the worst thing I've ever done was drink...and I'm allergic to alcohol, so I don't even really do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really do anything bad. However, I know when I am playing (spanking or otherwise) I PRETEND to be bad. I do silly things like color on the wall, etc. to get into "trouble"...but really nothing. It's actually quite fun if someone ASKS me if I've been naughty to be like "Maybe" or "What if I have?" and see the response (which is usually a spankign threat). Its fun, and I can maybe get the thrill of naughtiness without actually being naughty and getting in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supposed I am done rambling for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-3854675771133851314?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3854675771133851314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3854675771133851314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/04/being-good-girl.html' title='Being a good girl...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5375829735707756449</id><published>2008-04-03T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T23:02:17.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>This blog...</title><content type='html'>So its been brought to my attention (not for the first time) that this blog is probably the best way to get to know me. I suppose its because I just talk and talk and talk about everything. I do my best to stay on topic (which is guess is helpful for those who want to understand THAT portion of me)...but I know I let every part of my life seep into what I write here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, so much has happened to me since I started this blog a little over 3 years ago...yes 3 years. This mainly started out as an escape for me 3 years ago when I was lost on what to do. I had started college with no idea what I wanted to do. I was having problems with my father. I just wasn't happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I moved away...started working full time...moved back...still work full time, but now I have a goal. I do want to write still, I still have ideas for books. However, I don't know that it will be lucritive for me. I want to bake and have a bakery as my constant. That would make me happy. Yes, I live in California again, but this time I feel like I have more control over what is going on. I have grown so much over the last 3 years, i never thought I would be where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally, I've toughened up a lot, to the point where people think I have become apathetic (but its not true). I've been in relationships, most ending badly...but thats ok...because if they never happened I would probably be a lot more confused about life. If the most irritating of them all had never happened, I never would have discovered ageplay and felt so at home with so many people like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true that many bad things have happened to me. I've dealt with my parents failing health (a lot of it was from a distance...which sucked). I was raped. I've been heart broken. I've been depressed to the point of not wanting to get out of bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, through it all...this blog has been here. Yes, I did abandon it for a replica for a portion of time, but this one the original has always been a constant. In fact, when I stopped posting, I could have deleted this entire thing, but I didn't. I suppose its because in the back of my mind I thought I may come back (which I obviously have). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this blog is a good extention of me. Its who I have been and who I am all wrapped into words that I randomly type when bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I updated the links...check them out hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5375829735707756449?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5375829735707756449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5375829735707756449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-blog.html' title='This blog...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5190765916987851573</id><published>2008-03-25T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:49:01.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 hours and 10 minutes!</title><content type='html'>Until I turn 22! Alas...as always...no birthday spanking for me! I will do my best to survive lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5190765916987851573?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5190765916987851573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5190765916987851573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/03/2-hours-and-10-minutes.html' title='2 hours and 10 minutes!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1464110284143809117</id><published>2008-03-23T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T09:28:11.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><title type='text'>Advice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If you look through my comments, a few days ago, someone left a comment requesting advice on how to introduce spanking into a vanilla relationship. I decided to post it here as well as a reference point, and also incase anyone wants to contribute to my advice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To answer your question about introducing spanking into a relationship. Its actually not as weird as you think it is. I mean, many guys if you told them would be like "really? is that all?". I suggest, since you are already in a sexual relationship, to ask him what his biggest fantasy/turn-on (that you both haven't done yet). After he answers, then just say that you like to be spanked. Its really a bigger issue in your head than it is in real life (now if you were trying to introduce ageplay or something that would be a totally different story).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem comes up when the spanking actually happens. If a guy is not inclined to spank you, then it will likely go like this...you will be making out (or in the midst of sex) and he will randomly smack your butt and think that is sufficient. So you will probably need to discuss how you want the spanking to go. However, you will need to keep in mind that if the guy is truely vanilla...you will probably have to compromise on how it goes. Some people are really hesistant about protentially hurting others. So, just take it slow. Even if the first time is just you laying over his lap with him massaging your butt to get used to the idea. Slowly over time he will realize that you truely do enjoy it, and will progressively get more daring when spanking you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, he may like it and you worried over nothing. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1464110284143809117?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1464110284143809117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1464110284143809117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/03/advice.html' title='Advice...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-8197471673450068328</id><published>2008-03-23T01:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T02:02:10.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>I'm back!!!</title><content type='html'>For those of you who have been trying to find my other blog, the address is littlespanking.blogspot.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with that one is, I just never felt the connection I did here. I mean, lots of things have happened in the last 7-8 months I've been posting there. Things that are not very exciting or happy, but feel free to read about the biggest one &lt;a href="http://littlespanking.blogspot.com/2008/01/careful.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much thought and consideration, I have decided to start posting here again. The other I will continue to post on (but if you look, i never really posted much there), so i will be duel posting. I know i have lost so many of you who used to read this blog, but maybe I some stragglers are still around...and maybe new peoples will come. If not, i will still post...if not just for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-8197471673450068328?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8197471673450068328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8197471673450068328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2586008386416373978</id><published>2007-08-07T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T14:28:14.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello....hello....hello...hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ECHO&lt;/span&gt; ECHO echo echo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my last post ever on this blog. I have made a new blog. I wish I could tell you address, however I can't because that would defeat the purpose of making a new blog (to regain my privacy...). I will be emailing some blog owners to let them know but other than that all I can say is that i really really hope you find my new blog. I promise that if you do stumble across it you will know its mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2586008386416373978?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2586008386416373978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2586008386416373978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/08/hellohellohellohello.html' title='Hello....hello....hello...hello'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1110037490674274579</id><published>2007-06-24T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T11:55:54.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Do other people do this? ;-)</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking (I know...strange!). When I'm with William and we are engaging in sex the things described are like the extremes of what we do...or not extremes so much as just taken farther. For example once when we were doing it, he started talking about how he thought he should put me in a diaper and have me wear it and the uniform on the drive home. That didn't happen, but it sounded nice at the moment. Or when I had him tied to the bed last weekend, I was telling him I should leave him there for an entire day. I don't think any of this is strange, I just think its funny...I also think that one day it wouldn't hurt to try doing one of those things promised in the heat of the moment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1110037490674274579?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1110037490674274579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1110037490674274579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/06/do-other-people-do-this.html' title='Do other people do this? ;-)'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-4796370894163731866</id><published>2007-06-23T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T12:31:15.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey all!</title><content type='html'>So why have I been pretty much AWOL you ask? Well job crap is exhausting for one. And I've been tired due to not sleeping much. However, I think its time for me to be movin' this blog. Where? I don't know yet (i have to think of a creative name :-P) When? Not yet...trust me you'll know. I'll do my best to keep you all updated on the status of this moving-ness!!! Why? Ummm its a long story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will however say this. When I move the new blog will be more 50/50 probably. Spanking for the spankos, and ageplay for the bigs and littles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-4796370894163731866?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4796370894163731866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4796370894163731866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-all.html' title='Hey all!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-4740752244425890544</id><published>2007-06-19T11:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T11:46:46.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>How the weekend went...</title><content type='html'>So it was the "big" weekend (aren't I funny and pun-y)...anyway it went well I think. I pretty much did my best to make it awesome for him since he's never had the opportunity to really be little before. I made his favorite cookies, bought his favorite cereal, made apple sauce, all the good stuff. He DID get spanked 3 times hehehe, but only 1 was really anything he could feel...I made him jump a few times tee hee. He even spent the night tied to the bed :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New morning was fun, we watched a movie and he decided he was all littled out. So I took the opportunity to have fun with father's day. I got spanked and tied to the bed (why didn't i think that he would use what i did as ideas?!). I tried on new stuffs I bought...neither were what I wanted...I'm selling them on ebay :-D. At one point he was like "you can color and play with puzzles"...but I kind of just fell asleep on him lol. (that happens sometimes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was sex. More versions of it than I've had in a 24 hour period...it was good...hell he got to orgasm 4 times in a 24 hour period...3 of those times were within a period of less than 12 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'm missing a bunch of stuff...like the bath...the corner time...the fact that I was a push over when it came to cookies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-4740752244425890544?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4740752244425890544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4740752244425890544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-weekend-went.html' title='How the weekend went...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-8730752594737773237</id><published>2007-06-13T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T07:07:57.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>experimentaaaaation....</title><content type='html'>so i have been buying stuff for the kinky usage. Like a dress...a blue thing...and some new diapers. I have heard of these &lt;a href="http://www.bambinodiapers.com"&gt;Bambino diapers&lt;/a&gt; so I have purchased some to be tested this weekend. However, I will not be wearing them...tee hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-8730752594737773237?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8730752594737773237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8730752594737773237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/06/experimentaaaaation.html' title='experimentaaaaation....'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2987867840541272143</id><published>2007-06-10T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:31:51.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Neglect...</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, I haven't written anything in like a week. I also know i haven't written very much period lately. And trust me, its not from a lack of desire to be spanked. My spanking libido is wanting some...and hard. Yes, Kelly is yearning for a nice long hard spanking...but I've been distracted lately with life sadly. Now this up coming weekend William is coming down...but I don't think I'll be the one getting spanked (muahahaha). Yep, the big switching weekend is coming...however I find myself wanting to be little sunday since it IS fathers day...that is just to convenient! Lol, oh well I promised what's  his face that I would be big and he could be little the whole weekend...plus he'll be tied to the bed some, so I guess no Father's Day spanking for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2987867840541272143?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2987867840541272143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2987867840541272143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/06/neglect.html' title='Neglect...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-8359713197459671668</id><published>2007-06-04T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T13:15:38.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><title type='text'>Oh the allure of spanking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/RmRyKg8Z36I/AAAAAAAAAC0/9k3NG_xJ6h8/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/RmRyKg8Z36I/AAAAAAAAAC0/9k3NG_xJ6h8/s200/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072304605293567906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that some people like an evenly distributed spanking. I totally don't. I like my spankings focused right on the sit spot. I know its weird to some people. I just prefer being spanked there. From the tops of my thighs to the bottom of my butt with the focus right where they meet. Which leads me to my utter fascination with being spanked in the diaper position. In fact this picture by the late George J. Churchward has always caught my interest...however i do prefer male spankers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, William spanked me with a diaper on, which kind of caused the focus to be there. That was great btw! He's also spanked me in the diaper position...that was great too! Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-8359713197459671668?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8359713197459671668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8359713197459671668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-allure-of-spanking.html' title='Oh the allure of spanking...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/RmRyKg8Z36I/AAAAAAAAAC0/9k3NG_xJ6h8/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-3764399374505401913</id><published>2007-05-31T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T12:40:32.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>I need...</title><content type='html'>...a spanking (duh! I always do...)&lt;br /&gt;...to sleep (can't get enough apparently)&lt;br /&gt;...to read a good book (haven't in a while)&lt;br /&gt;...to write (which reminds me tomorrow is june and i promised my friend i would...)&lt;br /&gt;...to throw a tantrum (NOT involving my front door this time)&lt;br /&gt;...to watch a movie (Shrek and Pirates come to mind)&lt;br /&gt;...to get my corset in the mail (hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;...to buy more Ageplay stuff (just 'cause)&lt;br /&gt;...to run around screaming for a minute (kind of like the tantrum, but neither can replace the other)&lt;br /&gt;...a job! (money money money)&lt;br /&gt;...sex (there i said it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-3764399374505401913?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3764399374505401913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3764399374505401913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-need.html' title='I need...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1691124019408945241</id><published>2007-05-28T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T09:46:37.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>New poll...</title><content type='html'>I know you are excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best reason to get a spanking?&lt;br /&gt;VOTE!!!&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results of How do you like your undergarments? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Just pull them down during................58%&lt;br /&gt;2. Naked...not an issue......................19%&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave them on..............................8%&lt;br /&gt;4. Take them off before.......................6%&lt;br /&gt;4. Pull them UP (wedgy anyone?)...............6%&lt;br /&gt;5. Ummmm......................................3%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1691124019408945241?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1691124019408945241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1691124019408945241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-poll.html' title='New poll...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-7090238020994717868</id><published>2007-05-27T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T10:25:34.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switching'/><title type='text'>Switching thoughts...</title><content type='html'>We all know that Kelly has dabbled in switching...heaven forbid I spank someone else! hehe. Anyway William...he is a switch. To this date we have yet to act on the fact that he is one, and I can be one (just gotta get my brain in mode, then all is lost...lol). So I have let it be known to him that I would like to try the topping, and he is a willing participant hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this interesting thing though. William is more comfortable playing the dominant role in an ageplay scenario. I mean he can (and will) be dominant when it comes to like BDSM stuffs, but he has admitted that he is not quite as comfortable in that scenario. I on the other hand, have more comfort (at the moment) being dominant when it  comes to BDSM stuffs. However, I would like to try dominating in an ageplay scenario, and he has expressed that he still desires to be little sometimes...thus it SHOULD work. (not to say that I won't...tie him to a bed at some point hehe). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean? Who knows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-7090238020994717868?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7090238020994717868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7090238020994717868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/switching-thoughts.html' title='Switching thoughts...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-8268738762211946749</id><published>2007-05-24T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T09:59:00.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's hard...</title><content type='html'>It's hard to think of things to write, and to get in the mood to write even blog posts when things are just so up in the air currently. My job is stupid, because they want to let me go. My dad being sick. It just makes me all brain melty. I mean I think im getting this school thing figured out. So that is a good thing. And I'm going to attempt to be a bartender...it pays more than I currently make...(note: Sister don't tell parents). At the moment the only thing freaking me out is that I have to go renew my lease today...and I don't know that I want to. I mean I want to continue living here, but what if 3 months from now I decide I want to move to Antarctica? Well I think though that I shall stay...for now...if i'm a rich bartender I can break my lease :-P (or at least figure out how... lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-8268738762211946749?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8268738762211946749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8268738762211946749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-hard.html' title='It&apos;s hard...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2014200418195320451</id><published>2007-05-22T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T14:24:39.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gjgjthjdrty</title><content type='html'>I kind of feel like my brain has been stuck in a blender. Stuff is all confusing. Stuff comes up...stuff gets confusing. Everything being based on choices, and worrying that you will make a bad choice. Then not doing anything because you are too scared. ARGH! Yeah...blender brain mush&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2014200418195320451?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2014200418195320451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2014200418195320451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/gjgjthjdrty.html' title='gjgjthjdrty'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2218671843224266205</id><published>2007-05-17T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T04:17:06.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarification for you all...</title><content type='html'>Escapism- an inclination to retreat from unpleasant realities through diversion or fantasy; "romantic novels were her escape from the stress of daily life"; "his alcohol problem was a form of escapism"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I do agree that ageplay is a slight form of escapism...I do not agree that it is detrimental in my case. I think because all you read about me is my thoughts and practices regarding ageplay, you are getting an imbalanced view into my life. Do I think about spanking and ageplay often? Yes. Do I actually practice either everyday? No. When I do practice is it for an extended period of time? Not really. I think the longest I've gone straight being little is a few hours. Yes, I use both as a stress relief. STRESS RELIEF not INSTEAD OF FACING REALITY. I face reality. I go to work. I pay my bills. I talk to my family almost every day. I have friends that have nothing to do with ageplay or spanking. I face reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't curl into a ball at night longing for a daddy to make everything better. I know that I have to do things on my own. Like I said, ageplay is a stress reliever, it DOES allow me to forget my issues for a little while. But the second I'm done being little, I do what needs to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't judge me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2218671843224266205?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2218671843224266205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2218671843224266205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/clarification-for-you-all.html' title='Clarification for you all...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-4014803216608110302</id><published>2007-05-15T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T03:38:49.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blargh</title><content type='html'>Ok so I'm bummed because of my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bummed because I might lose my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bummed because I was thinking at work tonight about how nice William has been through my stuffs. Then I thought, William is moving and I don't know what that will mean. It's not like he can just read me a story over the phone, he's getting roommates (for now...then it will become just a roommate). And he'll have to come down here if we want little stuff to happen. And he's so busy in the coming weeks that I don't even know when I'm going to get to see him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no spankings. No age play. Blargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-4014803216608110302?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4014803216608110302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4014803216608110302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/blargh.html' title='Blargh'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-3180749993131560981</id><published>2007-05-14T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T01:26:38.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corner Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>Holding it back...and it totally not working...</title><content type='html'>So I found out some news on Thursday. I found out my father is sick again, just like 2 years ago. So I've been trying to keep my littleness away...and any desire for a spanking. But its not working. In fact its stronger than normal lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be little, and cuddly. I want to cuddle on the couch and watch cartoons. I wanna drink from a sippy cup...or even (shhhh a bottle). I want to wear my outfits, wear diapers (yeah...I said it :P). I want to take naps (normally yucky) and have a bedtime with a bedtime story. Maybe, I want some rules for the whole time I'm little, some clear rules. And if I'm naughty, I'd even be willing to stand in the corner before getting spanked (ewww lol). Fredd wants it all too as well by the way (not that he needs diapers...or ever a spanking).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-3180749993131560981?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3180749993131560981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3180749993131560981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/holding-it-backand-it-totally-not.html' title='Holding it back...and it totally not working...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5563741356574571134</id><published>2007-05-12T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T05:12:37.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>Stuff is going to crap. Mainly job stuff and family stuff. I WANT to be little and get a spanking really bad...but I can't let myself. Too much stuff to worry about. No time or energy for happy stuff like that. Anyway, I have a story in my head, so maybe I'll type it out and post it here, depending on how I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5563741356574571134?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5563741356574571134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5563741356574571134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5567783409208595068</id><published>2007-05-10T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T03:31:52.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Poll time anyone?</title><content type='html'>New poll vote everyone! &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results of last weeks poll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite spanking material?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Skin (hand)...........31%&lt;br /&gt;2. Wood..................29%&lt;br /&gt;3. Rattan................20%&lt;br /&gt;4. Leather...............11%&lt;br /&gt;5. Lexan..................9%&lt;br /&gt;6. Something else.........0%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5567783409208595068?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5567783409208595068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5567783409208595068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/poll-time-anyone.html' title='Poll time anyone?'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-8991394617806170427</id><published>2007-05-09T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T03:26:37.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corner Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules breaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>New realization...</title><content type='html'>Cookies = Get away with stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I have decided. As long as I keep feeding William cookies, I can get away with stuff. Example: I fed him cookies last time I saw him, and he forgot about my budget. Muahahaha! I know the secret! So...if I'm cute when I'm little, and provide cookies when I'm big...I don't get in trouble! I get all the stories I want (when it works for both of us time wise lol), he get yummy cookies...I don't get corner times or naps or bedtimes or spankings (well no owie ones) or nothing! Only ponies and dragons and stories. See how smart I am! I figured it AAAAAALL out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-8991394617806170427?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8991394617806170427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8991394617806170427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-realization.html' title='New realization...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-8352187067763988586</id><published>2007-05-07T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T03:05:24.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Reasons to get spanked...</title><content type='html'>I'm bored and its 5 am...so lets make a little list of things that "I should be spanked for, both past and present."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Careless driving...ok maybe not CARELESS...more like slightly distracted by thoughts...or being too close to a toll booth...or pole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*As motivation to write (ok I'd write anyway...eventually...but it doesn't HURT to try...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nail biting...ok...doesn't HAVE to be a spanking...but still...must...stop...biting...nails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Budget...ok so I REALLY REALLY want to stick to Mr. Budget...but I MIGHT be overdrawn at the moment...just a smidge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Because I'm so darn cute :P (just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all stretching it reasons to spank me, but hey I'll give reasons if they are needed! I mean I do plan on writing 2 novels, and next month a friend and I are going to have our own novel writing month. And really I've been super careful with my car since that whole pole make a yellow line on the side thing. And nail biting? I've stopped to a degree...instead of a CONSTANT biting, I've cut it down to bite them once every 2-3 weeks :P And the budget? I'll figure that one out soon. Cuteness? Sorry can't help it (just kidding)...you should all buy me ponies and a moose to help me be less cute. How does that work? I dunno...I just want ponies and a moose. :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-8352187067763988586?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8352187067763988586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8352187067763988586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/reasons-to-get-spanked.html' title='Reasons to get spanked...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2064745834386955658</id><published>2007-05-04T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T19:32:38.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>6 months</title><content type='html'>What has changed in 6 months? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 6 months ago I was working 2 jobs. I had my puppy that I couldn't take care of. Littleness was just a mere thought in my head. I had just recently started talking to whats his face online. And I drove in snow/ice for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now? I work a totally different job that pays pays better (but i might lose...long story). I don't have said puppy anymore...I do miss him...but i have Fredd. I have embraced my littleness (though my sister has said she just thinks its a lack of maturity). I still talk to whats his face online, but also on the phone...and in person. And I survived a major ice storm lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the purpose of this? I dunno. I mean my thoughts on things are constantly changing. A year ago I was all for discipline spankings and ageplay? Heck no. Now? I want any and all spankings...and ageplay :D. My thoughts on work change all the time, sometimes I love it, sometimes I hate it. Oh yeah diapers a year ago? HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called me rambling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2064745834386955658?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2064745834386955658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2064745834386955658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/6-months.html' title='6 months'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1512670843609185788</id><published>2007-05-03T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T13:42:57.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Je Suis Comme Ci Comme Ca....</title><content type='html'>Why? Eh. I want stuff. I want spanking stuff. I want little stuff. I want big stuff. I want a pony :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of substance today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1512670843609185788?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1512670843609185788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1512670843609185788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/je-suis-comme-ci-comme-ca.html' title='Je Suis Comme Ci Comme Ca....'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5068125517601378822</id><published>2007-05-02T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T14:26:32.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><title type='text'>Whats a poll?</title><content type='html'>NEW POLL!!! I know its not original, but pick your favorite material for which to spank with&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results of last weeks poll are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restraining during a spanking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nothing...they move...spank harder.......50%&lt;br /&gt;2. Locking their legs with yours............22%&lt;br /&gt;3. Ropes or Cuffs all the way!..............11%&lt;br /&gt;4. Nothing...let 'em squirm!................11%&lt;br /&gt;5. Other.....................................6%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5068125517601378822?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5068125517601378822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5068125517601378822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-poll.html' title='Whats a poll?'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1837126314092707415</id><published>2007-05-01T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T12:57:46.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend...</title><content type='html'>So, I spend this last weekend visiting with William. It was quite fun I must say. It was kind of funny, because I got off work at 2 am on Saturday, and he wasn't expecting me until like noonish. Well, I couldn't sleep (part of it was excitement...part of it that i work third shift so sleep doesn't normally happen until around 5ish). So what did I do? I started driving at like 3:45 in the morning! I got to his apartment around 7 am, and was like "what? no way!". Then we both went to sleep for like 2 1/2 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went to this amusement park with his friends, and there were roller coasters...so of course it was fun! The friend that I met (one of his former roommates) was very nice. She made fun of him, which was perfectly fine by me because he said I couldn't be mean to him...he didn't say I couldn't laugh when others were ;). There was dinner and discussion of sunburns (I got a V from my shirt...he got raccoon eyes hehehe). Then there was napping...then we went to target so that he could buy a few items. Including this delightful book about a pigeon. When we got back to his apartment, and he laid down on his bed. And that was pretty much the end of him...I DID massage his hands...and that of course did not help with his sleepiness. OH and there WAS a hand spanking that day...I just don't remember where...I think it was after dinner before the nap...yes yes i believe it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Sunday we drove to his other friends house, so I met the people he normally hangs out with on the weekend. (it was apparently meet the friends weekend lol). Oh yeah, he spanked me again before we got on the road, his hand again...and he decided to try the lexan paddle. As we were driving I was almost falling asleep...so I wasn't that entertaining of a passenger lol. When we got to his friends house, I met them, and then we went and got some tacos. Which, by the way, were not too shabby! As we are sitting there eating his friends are like "so...where did you two meet?" And he says "internet", they say "Where?" He avoids the subject. Hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he and I went short shopping (he needed more...I needed them period lol). And while we were shopping we met up with 2 OTHER friends of his who were driving through the area, and got some coffee. They all sat there talking about the town they grew up in and such...and I drank coffee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then proceeded back to his friends house (the ones we went and got tacos with). There was a puppy...so much puppy playing ensued. We played this game they call Testicles, and that was fun. There was some alcohol consumed, which when i asked him if my face was red, he replied no. What a liar! My face was so red that someone thought I had gotten a hardcore sunburn! Then there were chicken wings...and a fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to his apartment, I worked myself into this strange mood. I had had lots of fun over the weekend with his friends, I didn't mind that spanking and littleness were not really present. However, I was just blah. But...that went away after a shower and spanking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other stuff ensued, then we went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, the weekend was tons of fun. It was a good thing, I think to spend time together that wasn't totally focused on spanking and ageplay. Though...I have to admit I did miss the physical contact that comes along with it all. (says the person with personal space issues :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1837126314092707415?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1837126314092707415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1837126314092707415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/05/weekend.html' title='The Weekend...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6932016784065915217</id><published>2007-04-26T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T11:58:48.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>More Random Thoughts....</title><content type='html'>* The only time I DON'T want a spanking is when its happening (I'm referring to harder spankings not really really fun ones in this sense)...I want it before it happens, and the second it is over I wish it had lasted longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SOMEONE is silly...we are going to an amusement park this weekend, and I asked if I could be mean to him in public. He asked if he could spank me in public. I said "no!"...he said "there is your answer" :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bedtimes caused the Korean War...it was so bad the whole trying to give people bedtimes, that they don't even really talk about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Next time I go home I should bring a diaper and let it "slip" out of my bag...muahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oreos and toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The little in me wants a pet sea turtle...or hedgehog...or sea hog...or hedge turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I want another pretty dress! Maybe a pink or purple one...maybe a little poofy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I still need a corset (need vs. want :-P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have a bottle...a purple one...but don't tell anyone ok? I don't want people to know :P...oh but I WANT (actually make that NEED) this little mermaid sippy cup I saw like 2 months ago at lunch with what's his face...he wouldn't let me steal it from the small child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have never been REALLY spanked with either of my paddles (the lexan one or the hole-y evil one of doom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Why do i have this underwear purchasing obsession when I don't wear any pair for too long when being spanked if at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sometimes I feel guilty when William spanks me because I think my preference for harder spankings borders on his comfort zone...or at least makes him feel bad when I bruise...but I bruise easily...i still feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Elfants, Monkeys, Hippos, Sea Turtles...and and and A MOOSE! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6932016784065915217?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6932016784065915217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6932016784065915217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/more-random-thoughts.html' title='More Random Thoughts....'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-7857020616974766684</id><published>2007-04-25T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T11:29:56.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corner Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>Random thoughts...</title><content type='html'>*My poor nails...they thought they had a chance...then boom! They get bitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Vanilla flavored Almond milk is delicious (in a cup...or um bottle lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This one weekend, he took it upon himself to spank me without an coercion from me (I behaved ALMOST perfectly!) he just decided to give me 2 bedtime spankings (it was 2 different nights) and that...was...hot lol (wow this sounds weird)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Work shall now be called "Super Happy Fun Time" because if its called that what other choice do you have but to have a super happy fun time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm glad no one has asked me about my new budget...that died before it had a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* At work instead of typing Spanish...I keep almost typing Spankish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I notice that while I enjoy pink...I have way more blue clothing...why you ask? I think its a subconscious thing...makes the butt look more red than it is! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I don't know if people realize how often spanking and ageplay are on my mind...I mean seriously...like ever other thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Its a fact that WW1 was caused by naps (note: Kelly fact NOT historical fact, but Kelly facts are waaaaaaay more true and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Its a fact that the civil war was caused by corner time (see above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Its a fact that the cold war was caused by unfair spankings (needed to cool things down ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh...thats all i have for now...perhaps i will add more later ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-7857020616974766684?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7857020616974766684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7857020616974766684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-3015701029091681231</id><published>2007-04-25T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T03:01:11.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothing'/><title type='text'>Poll-y time!</title><content type='html'>There is a new poll up...so go ahead RESTRAIN YOURSELF&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, results of last weeks polls "How much clothing during a spanking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOTALLY saw these results coming, you probably did too! hehe anyway here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bare Bottomed!...............68%&lt;br /&gt;2. Naked!.......................20%&lt;br /&gt;3. Panties only!................13%&lt;br /&gt;4. Fully clothed!................0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I must admit, I thought at least one person would vote for clothing! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-3015701029091681231?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3015701029091681231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3015701029091681231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/poll-y-time.html' title='Poll-y time!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2938005068151150263</id><published>2007-04-24T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T12:08:46.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Challenge?</title><content type='html'>William asked me last night if what i wrote yesterday was a challenge. The answer is yes...and no. It's only a challenge if he wants it to be. I mean, if he WANTS to go for it, he can, but he doesn't HAVE to. I would never say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"William spank me till I cry...I don't care about the state of my butt...just do it" "No Kelly please don't make me!" &lt;br /&gt;"Do it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, yeah thats not happening. I think its more that I'm giving him options. He has the option to do it, or at least new ideas for later. If he wanted to try one of my suggestions and NOT spank me to tears, that would be nice too (hehe). I guess its just me filling him in on what I like, but not expecting him to do ALL of them. Do I really expect him to stick a piece of ginger up my butt? (hehehe) No.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2938005068151150263?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2938005068151150263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2938005068151150263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/challenge.html' title='Challenge?'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-8558507013929831092</id><published>2007-04-23T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T12:35:26.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corner Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>Prescription for tears....</title><content type='html'>****WARNING: Please don't take anything I say too seriously, I'm bored at the library ;) ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm going to write what I THINK will make people such as me (i.e. difficult to make cry from a spanking) cry spanking-wise...which is actually a funny thing, because its not TOO hard to make me cry when it has nothing to do with spanking...but I digress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tendency to believe that the best way to accomplish tears in a person who is hard to induce tears in, is through a multi-phase spanking. My multi-spanking day post is pretty much the idea, just more spread out, but in theory it should work the same. Now, it all depends on whether or not you want to just go for it...or if you want breaks (be them a few minutes or a few hours). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So say you want to just go for it. Well, you go to your implement storage and chose a few choice implements.  Me, I like wood...wood is nice...leather is OK...but wood...better (just because im that type of person :P). So say you grab a paddle (leather, wood, lexan, whatever) and a hairbrush (Ouch...a good replacement is a bathbrush...or wooden spoon...or a strap...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ok, so you have the spanking subject over your knee (i'm obviously telling this from the point of view of the spankER). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You proceed to firmly hand spank (yeah yeah...not a WARM UP! Hard hand spanking I tell you!) for a few MINUTES (not a few strokes...few minutes...if your hand can take it :P). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Then you simply pick up your next implement of choice (paddle in this case) and begin the application of that for a few minutes. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Now by this point, the bottom is probably sore, and feeling what is going on pretty well. Heck, some may have already be crying or almost there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Alright, for you hardcore spankos...grab the hairbrush...and go to town!!! Yeah...you might need to restrain the spankee at this point (if you haven't already...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Firmly apply the hairbrush until either:&lt;br /&gt;   A. They cry (desired result)&lt;br /&gt;   B. Your arm gets too tired (wimp :P) &lt;br /&gt;   C. Butt is purple and you just can't bring yourself to do it anymore (yes...its          possible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now an alteration would be to break it up throughout the day, such as I have before. Another good option, at least one that is fairly on-turning in MY mind is corner time as a break (shhh just don't tell anyone I said this...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hand spank till you feel is sufficient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Corner time with red butt on display WITH the knowledge of more spanking to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Over the knee once more for a dose of paddle (or whatever) for a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Corner time with an even REDDER butt on display with the knowledge of more spanking to come &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hairbrush till you can't hairbrush no more (or whatever other implement...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with this method, you could actually go for MORE implements, a crop maybe, or another paddle, strap, belt, monkey (ok not a monkey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this could be fit into an ageplay scene too (if thats your thing, such as it has become for me...). Daddy (or whom ever...mommy, uncle...random spanko stranger...) finds that you've been naughty and you are in for it, with lots of corner time to contemplate your misdeeds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR if spanker doesn't mind playing multiple different roles you can do as many spankings as you wish in a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get hand spanked by the teacher for cheating (or whatever, depending on the age...hmmm spelling test for a lst grader...fighting for younger ages...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get paddled again by the principal because teacher can't give more than a hand spanking, but feels more is warranted(i know...im twisted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Get spanked as soon as you get home by Daddy (or mommy...or stranger...see above list :P) because you got spanked at school (any implement is available here, hand, paddle, hairbrush, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get spanked after dinner (before bath...) because you have just been soooo bad (again anything implement wise).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Top it all off with a nice long bedtime spankings (as if the other 4 spankings of the day weren't enough).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this case a sprinkling of corner time would be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh I've always had this warped fantasy of being spanked, then standing in the corner, and every few minutes getting like 10 (or 20) whacks "just to keep the bottom hot and sore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man...I swear my brain is on spanking overload! lol someone spank me! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-8558507013929831092?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8558507013929831092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8558507013929831092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/prescription-for-tears.html' title='Prescription for tears....'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5064949197890779512</id><published>2007-04-22T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T18:11:29.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corner Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>Let's cuddle...but no touching! hehe</title><content type='html'>Ok, so that might be a SLIGHT exaggeration. I don't like people to touch me. I hate hugging people...it feels weird...in general. I mean yes, I DO hug certain people. Yes, I do cuddle with certain individuals of the male specimen...hell I even hold hands with him...but that might be more of a safety precaution on his behalf :P. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a weird thing to me. I don't like people to touch me, and I don't like being close to people. Yet, I like to cuddle, and get spanked (however reverse the order :-P). Maybe spanking makes it ok, light my butt on fire THEN you can touch me (however, that only works if you are male and in your twenties lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked about feeling like an outsider on tribes (this was like a month ago), and someone replied with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...the bad thing about being an outside for a long time is that it's what you get used to. You actually remove yourself from others, and you develop all kinds of behaviors to keep people at a distance. Your problem with being touched is a key part of this..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The littleness goes with it too. It lets me allow contact, because real kids need hugs and stuff...so when I'm little I do too! The whole littleness makes me feel secure. The cuddles, and stories. Heck, even the spankings (duh), diapers, corner time (boring!), naps (ewww), and bedtimes (double ewww) are comforting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I keep people at a distance? I don't know. But I think i agree with what they said...though provoking...hmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5064949197890779512?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5064949197890779512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5064949197890779512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/lets-cuddlebut-no-touching-hehe.html' title='Let&apos;s cuddle...but no touching! hehe'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-4833203227139251926</id><published>2007-04-21T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T05:06:41.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Reality vs. Perception...</title><content type='html'>So I took that tarot card thing, and I was talking to William...and there is this one question that says "Do you consider yourself..." A natural leader, Outgoing and Loud, quiet and Shy, Competitive, Withdrawn, Energetic and Creative, Serious and Mature, Silly and Immature, Insane, Mellow, Controlling. I was making William take the test at this point. When I got to this question he asked what I thought he was. I said Creative, Silly, Mellow, and a little insane... he thought that was interesting because he considers himself to be Serious and Mellow. So obviously he is mellow lol. But this got me thinking. I know he is serious (hello...his job? Totally a boring one...you gotta be serious for that :-P). But I don't think of him that way. Maybe because I never really see that side of him. I consider myself to be this strong held together individual that is creative, but reserved. However, I know that some people perceive me to be flighty and nuts...I'm both I guess. It just depends on what side of myself I let people see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what does this have to do with spanking? Nothing really :P...but I can make it...ok ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem...people perceive me spanking wise to be experienced (to a degree :P) and to know what I want. The truth is I am not and I don't. I've been spanked by 3 men. The first once, the second I dunno how many times...does getting chased with a switch count? lol. William has spanked me at least once every time I have seen him. But, my preferences change. If you go back you can see evidence of that. I've wanted strictly discipline, strictly sexual, strictly fun, I tried being a switch, and now I just want to be spanked period why doesn't matter in the slightest (I mean a REASON is good, i mean i don't want just one specific type lol). Now everyones perception that I am obsessed? Totally true :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-4833203227139251926?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4833203227139251926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4833203227139251926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/reality-vs-perception.html' title='Reality vs. Perception...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6593773572591154105</id><published>2007-04-20T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T13:03:56.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The MOON!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/chinese/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Moon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Hope, expectation, Bright promises.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you&amp;nbsp;have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6593773572591154105?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6593773572591154105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6593773572591154105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/moon.html' title='The MOON!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-7092997525404288005</id><published>2007-04-19T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T12:51:39.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><title type='text'>Poll poll poll poll poll poll poll poll poll poll</title><content type='html'>NEW POLL!!! How much clothing during a spanking?! VOTE!!!!&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results of last weeks poll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welts and Blisters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Only if its REALLY deserved.......34%&lt;br /&gt;2. OUCH!.............................28%&lt;br /&gt;3. They are totally fine.............21%&lt;br /&gt;4. No Way!...........................10%&lt;br /&gt;5. They happen sometimes..............7%&lt;br /&gt;6. They are hard to achieve...........0%&lt;br /&gt;6. What?..............................0%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-7092997525404288005?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7092997525404288005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7092997525404288005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/poll-poll-poll-poll-poll-poll-poll-poll.html' title='Poll poll poll poll poll poll poll poll poll poll'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-3208871220245810809</id><published>2007-04-18T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T16:53:03.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Documentation....</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm putting this here so that you all bear witness. Not having my ATM card for this week (i still don't have it...)has prevented me from blowing all my money, because checks are a hassle...and i couldn't get cash (well today i did, but that involved going to a teller...and that is a hassle in itself). So this is what I have decided. At the beginning of each week $40 cash for necessities and food (if any is left...then happiness!). Also, I'm only going to use my ATM card twice a week, neither transaction can exceed $30...or ONE transaction that can't exceed $60 (for those weeks when i decided massage is more important than well...anything :-P). What does this mean? $100 a week budget! (gasp!). Then I SHOULDN'T have issues with paying my rent or car insurance, like previous months (ick!). Why? Well because i make roughly 1310 (this is less for purposes of clean numbers and emergencies...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1315 (pay)&lt;br /&gt;-410 (rent)&lt;br /&gt;-105 (car insurance...high risk :P)&lt;br /&gt;-400 (100 a weeks * 4 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;-150 (misc payments)&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;250 dollars left basically...(but that doesn't include overtime...also remember I was low balling the number, so it SHOULD be closer to $600...but I'll just say $250 to be safe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. If I DON'T follow this, I probably SHOULD be spanked quite heartily...however I plan to follow it so i don't think my butt is in any mortal danger...I hope...hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-3208871220245810809?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3208871220245810809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3208871220245810809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/documentation.html' title='Documentation....'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2134127733283151413</id><published>2007-04-17T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T10:28:29.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Blah...</title><content type='html'>Icky day. I'm sick...my stomach hurts...and I am too tired to work later...someone spank me already...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2134127733283151413?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2134127733283151413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2134127733283151413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/blah.html' title='Blah...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-3219237978574394507</id><published>2007-04-17T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T02:44:59.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Uh....No...</title><content type='html'>At work last night/this morning they asked us to kind of stagger our schedules for the next two weeks. So I said i wanted to come in at 10:30 (5 hours later than i currently do...), for various reasons, 1 being Grey's Anatomy, another being I can talk to people on the phone! I told them it would work, because my parents don't know i work overnights, and it would be easier for them not to know if i am calling them at 9. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well apparently this spawned an interesting conversation about me and my fear of my parents. I overheard one sliver of the conversation that went like this "What are they gonna do? Spank her?". When i heard that I DID laugh. Not because i know that my parents spanking me is beyond the realm of possibility (it is impossible, if they tried...id turn them over to the police...seriously). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed because I can think of at least one person who is not related to me who doesn't like the whole third shift thing. Should he spank me for it? Probably. Will he? I dunno :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-3219237978574394507?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3219237978574394507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3219237978574394507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/uhno.html' title='Uh....No...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1277208271465328516</id><published>2007-04-15T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:24:12.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><title type='text'>muti-spanking days...</title><content type='html'>I've briefly talked about multiple spankings in a week (everyday and twice on sunday...). But I haven't discussed multiple spankings in a day. So far its a subject I have only really entertained in my fantasies (and one weekend...hehe), but in general what are thoughts on it? I see merit in the idea. If the goal is a sore bottom that will be felt for a few days it is an option. Let's see one helluva spanking or multiple spankings that build upon each other? Now when i talk about this, i am really talking about harder spankings (which for me are my favorite kind :D). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of one really long session, the recipient is doomed to multiple trips over the knee (or couch...chair...bed...you get the idea...), which in it self can bring some dread (or joy...again depending on the person). So let me give you an example of a good spanking day in 10 steps including a movie!!! :P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spankee wakes up one morning, and is immediately upturned for a good hearty hand spanking hard enough for a sufficient amount of squirming. If your end goal for the day is a sore bottom for a few days, then go for a solid foundation :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat breakfast (chocolate chip pancakes anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Get ready for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Go to the movies (or pop one into the DVD player...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat Lunch (preferably something delicious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A good dose of a paddle of some sort (remember the desired result, well at least in this case, is a sore red bottom...go for it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A nap (for the spanker who is probably tired from the work out his or her arm is getting...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Dinner (with some chocolate of some sort for dessert...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Break out the hairbrush and go to town on that butt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sex! hehehe (or for you evil spankers, making the spankee go to bed frustrated...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me a warm up is good for less bruising, and the previous spanking was the warm up... and by the end of the day butt is sore anyway, so less spanking is probably needed for whatever the desired result is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1277208271465328516?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1277208271465328516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1277208271465328516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/muti-spanking-days.html' title='muti-spanking days...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6664659333468670216</id><published>2007-04-14T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T11:53:21.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><title type='text'>Last night...</title><content type='html'>Or rather this morning when i got off work I managed a pretty good connection, so what did i do? I sat here and got my fill of spanking videos and pictures and stories! It felt like forever since i had looked at all the stuff. And it did nothing but add to my already insatiable desire to be spanked. I don't know what my desired end result is for a spanking. Is it sex? Well yes sometimes hehe. But is it to is it cry other times? I think maybe. But is it possible? Not that i know of. I came close once. But its the idea of letting go that I don't quite have a grip on...if that is in fact my goal. Maybe it's a sign of clear submission in my head. In my opinion i have submissive tendencies, however i cannot bring myself to fully submit. I think that might be why ageplay has the allure that it does. It gives me a context to put myself in. I'm way more likely to wiggle and fuss when "little" then when "big" (not to say that i don't...) Hmmmmm oh the process of self analysis. I'm sure this makes no sense...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6664659333468670216?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6664659333468670216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6664659333468670216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-night.html' title='Last night...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1772396208432789638</id><published>2007-04-12T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T11:20:59.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Photoshop....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/Rh54bi3w8nI/AAAAAAAAACs/GBSwg6vLHmg/s1600-h/froggie+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/Rh54bi3w8nI/AAAAAAAAACs/GBSwg6vLHmg/s200/froggie+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052608246568776306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1772396208432789638?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1772396208432789638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1772396208432789638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/fun-with-photoshop.html' title='Fun with Photoshop....'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/Rh54bi3w8nI/AAAAAAAAACs/GBSwg6vLHmg/s72-c/froggie+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-7308543256980467765</id><published>2007-04-11T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T12:08:17.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><title type='text'>I'm (FINALLY!) putting up a new poll....</title><content type='html'>OOOOOk so I'm putting up a new poll today (and the goal is for an Alpha-bisque tomorrow). I was thinking about the implements which i own, one being my paddle with the non-beveled holes which sole purpose is supposedly for blisters. It has never been used on me very long or very hard, so therefore no blisters have occurred. The question is can they occur? Do I even want blisters...ever? Don't know, but what about you all? Blisters? Welts? Yes or no? VOTE!!!!! ---------------------------&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who loyally voted on my month long vote (oops!), here were the results....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often should spanking occur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A few times a week.............32%&lt;br /&gt;2. As often as feasible...........22%&lt;br /&gt;3. Everyday and twice on Sunday...21%&lt;br /&gt;4. Only when deserved.............10%&lt;br /&gt;5. Once every couple of weeks......6%&lt;br /&gt;6. Once a week... .................5%&lt;br /&gt;7. Once a month....................1% &lt;br /&gt;7. Only on special occasions.......1%&lt;br /&gt;7. NEVER...........................1%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-7308543256980467765?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7308543256980467765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7308543256980467765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-finally-putting-up-new-poll.html' title='I&apos;m (FINALLY!) putting up a new poll....'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-3012846901658453389</id><published>2007-04-10T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T12:15:24.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>YAY FIXED COMPUTER!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, my computer has been fixed...do you know what that means? It means I can blog regularly again! HURRAY!!! And now im going to ramble about spanking (hurray!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here is a thought. I might be the only one who does this. But are there any other people that are overly prepared for a spanking? I mean sometimes, if i know im going to get a spanking, I might make more implements more readily available (i.e. bring them with me, but not tell the other person hehehe). You might be saying, but then how will the person know of the existence of the other implements? Thats a good question. What i do know is last time i got spanked, in my bag was my strap and my lexan paddle...I just didn't TELL William they were there...if he asked I would have told him, but i wasn't about to bring up the fact that i had them with me. Why? Because well there is the element of it being spontaneous that is fun. Also I feel like a nerd going "Hey I have other stuff with me too, go for it!" But I think also there is the element of knowing something he doesn't know that is fun too...hmmm hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-3012846901658453389?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3012846901658453389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3012846901658453389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/yay-fixed-computer.html' title='YAY FIXED COMPUTER!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6182820200400562680</id><published>2007-04-06T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T12:14:58.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>HAPPY EARLY EASTER!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Early Easter everyone! I hope all of you get candy and eggs and stuff. Now I COULD try to photo shop a picture of the easter bunny getting spanked...but what fun would that be? You all would expect it, and probably yell at me. However, what is a popular easter food? Hot Crossed Buns...hehehe Therefore I wish you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY EASTER!!! AND HOT CROSSED BUNS FOR ALL!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6182820200400562680?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6182820200400562680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6182820200400562680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-early-easter.html' title='HAPPY EARLY EASTER!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2893768377770532029</id><published>2007-03-30T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T11:51:18.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Eat Cake...</title><content type='html'>It started as a joke, but now i think it is a philosophy to live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should be greatful for what they have, and take advantage of the opportunities which are presented to them without fear. Eat Cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2893768377770532029?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2893768377770532029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2893768377770532029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/eat-cake.html' title='Eat Cake...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5414362126284515279</id><published>2007-03-27T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T11:31:00.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>I'm very very very very very sorry!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry everyone! It's just so hard to write stuff when you are limited to 2 hours a day on a library computer! I have orientation for my new job tomorrow (YAY!!!)...I spent waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much money yesterday (booo!!!). So im still on a limited budget till i get my first paycheck (sad isn't it?!). Oh well! Yesterday was my birthday, lol no birthday spanking for me though! Someone recommended 21 spanks for 21 people lol, like i could find 21 people! Anyway, i hope you are all well, and yes...I'll be regularly posting again soon...I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5414362126284515279?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5414362126284515279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5414362126284515279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-very-very-very-very-very-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m very very very very very sorry!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-7385175109522439800</id><published>2007-03-22T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T14:06:05.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALPHA-BISQUE THURSDAY'/><title type='text'>YAY!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm not sad and depressed anymore...im actually in quite a good mood! HURRAY!!! I have an interview later tonight (I totally aced the testing they required...i had 7000 key strokes per hour...that will teach the evil city to reject me!). Anyway, I have that and I will know tomorrow whether or not i get this job, AND i have 2 other interview tomorrow, so im peppy! Now for ALPHA BISQUE THURSDAY!!! This weeks theme? Misc. D/s and bondage, and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assplay&lt;br /&gt;Blindfold&lt;br /&gt;Collar&lt;br /&gt;Dungeon&lt;br /&gt;Enema (hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;Flogging (or figging, whichever you prefer lol)&lt;br /&gt;Gag&lt;br /&gt;Harness&lt;br /&gt;Isolation (as punishment, NOT a lifestyle)&lt;br /&gt;Joke (sometimes laughter is important in a scene)&lt;br /&gt;Kooky (we can't ALL be serious ALL the time)&lt;br /&gt;Leather (duh)&lt;br /&gt;Magenta (the color my butt turns after P)&lt;br /&gt;Nettles (and interesting thought)&lt;br /&gt;Orgy (hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;Punishment (my favorite part...sad i know)&lt;br /&gt;Quirt&lt;br /&gt;Restraint &lt;br /&gt;Submission&lt;br /&gt;Tethers&lt;br /&gt;Under bed restraints&lt;br /&gt;Vagina (important for some people)&lt;br /&gt;Whip (ouch...)&lt;br /&gt;XXX (lol)&lt;br /&gt;Yellow (safe word that means SLOW DOWN!)&lt;br /&gt;Zipper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-7385175109522439800?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7385175109522439800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7385175109522439800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/yay.html' title='YAY!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1713315005390479416</id><published>2007-03-19T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T12:47:04.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>I'm not having a happy day...</title><content type='html'>I have a cold. And its making me feel all gross. But you know I could get past that, so i started looking on careerbuilder for new jobs...and my old job is posted. Just seeing that brings up these feelings of sadness and irritation. Add to the the fact that I called a bunch of places this morning, but right now, I still don't really have a job. And credit card companies hate me and are sending my debt to collections attorneys. And my laptop is being sad and turn off-y. This just makes me all icky and depressed feeling. This sucks pretty bad. I need to bang my head against a wall or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1713315005390479416?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1713315005390479416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1713315005390479416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-not-having-happy-day.html' title='I&apos;m not having a happy day...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-4417551305370165856</id><published>2007-03-15T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T22:23:08.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>I'm coming baaaaaaaaack!!!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow morning I return home, however i am spending the weekend away, so I won't be able to blog again till monday-ish. Oh well. I'm glad I'll be back though because i've been reading naughty stories, and I have a hankering for a spankering! Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! I've done it again! My blog was 2 years old as of last saturday! YAY!!! 2 years...doesn't seem that long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-4417551305370165856?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4417551305370165856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4417551305370165856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-coming-baaaaaaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m coming baaaaaaaaack!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-8246005957358331935</id><published>2007-03-14T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:11:39.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALPHA-BISQUE THURSDAY'/><title type='text'>Alpha-bisque thursday!!!</title><content type='html'>Lets have a spanko one this week! (betcha thought there wouldn't be one this week :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places to get spanked... some are normal, some are strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple tree (under a...ooooh apple picking and a spanking!)&lt;br /&gt;Box with a fox (in a...Dr. SEUSS!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Candy store (in a... tantrum)&lt;br /&gt;Date (on a...which is why you shouldn't spill your soda)&lt;br /&gt;Elephant (on a...for those misbehaving in the wild :-P)&lt;br /&gt;Farm (on a...a common occurance?)&lt;br /&gt;Garden (in a...look at the pretty red flowers...and butt)&lt;br /&gt;Hallway (in a...for those spankers who just can't make it to the room!)&lt;br /&gt;Igloo (in a...Eskimo spanking!)&lt;br /&gt;Jungle! (in a...tribal spanking)&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen (in a...don't bug the cook!)&lt;br /&gt;Lap (over a...yeah I had to say it!)&lt;br /&gt;Moon (on the...astronaut naughtiness!)&lt;br /&gt;Nudist colony (at a...at least you don't have to worry about pulling down the undies!)&lt;br /&gt;Oklahoma (in...at the worlds largest Mc Donalds!)&lt;br /&gt;Pool (in a...think of the interestingness)&lt;br /&gt;Quilt (on a...makes sense to me)&lt;br /&gt;Room awaiting your doom (in a...I totally made that up...)&lt;br /&gt;Sauna (in a...as if spanking wasn't steamy enough!)&lt;br /&gt;Train in the rain (on a...Dr. Seuss)&lt;br /&gt;Under the stairs (we had a secret room at my house...)&lt;br /&gt;Van (in a...lots of room!)&lt;br /&gt;Walmart (in a...hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;X-rated movie (in a...either as a star or watching it...)&lt;br /&gt;Yellowstone (at...its a national park sized spanking!)&lt;br /&gt;Zoo (at a...oh no the monkeys are watching!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-8246005957358331935?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8246005957358331935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8246005957358331935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/alpha-bisque-thursday.html' title='Alpha-bisque thursday!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-4932866361123813788</id><published>2007-03-10T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T21:39:33.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Ima dork...</title><content type='html'>So as SOME of you know my new job has been postponed for a month because i forgot i had to fill out paperwork and stuff on tuesday and i am in california. So I can't start training till April. Some people think it looks bad (ok im a little worried about it myself) because i am skipping a drug test (not intentionally). And others have begun to question my reliabilty...Thanks. I admit I made a HUGE mistake, but at this point I say oh well (so sue me!...or spank me lol). Yes, I probably should keep better track of stuff, and I plan to. However, with a desire to be optimistic I say that this who snafu opens the door for me to a better paying job...maybe (i had to turn down an interview with the city because of training, but I called them back and they are willing to let me interview on the 20th). And who knows what else may pop up between now and the end of april?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I was kind of hurt that someone would question my reliability. Because the thing is I am always there and always will be for my friends and family. I put their needs before my own 99% of the time (sometimes it can hurt me...case in point me being here instead of changing my ticket...because it would have wasted my mothers money). But yeah, thats not fair, just because i have the memory of a goldfish (look at the flake...mmmm yummy flake...im full...look at the person...ooh a flake!) for things that have to do with myself, I am actually quite the opposite for other people. I remember birthdays, and do whatever i can for others. So do i think i'm reliable? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, this was not the blog post i was planning on writing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-4932866361123813788?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4932866361123813788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4932866361123813788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/ima-dork.html' title='Ima dork...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-8063194399922517591</id><published>2007-03-08T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T11:02:21.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALPHA-BISQUE THURSDAY'/><title type='text'>THE TRIUMPHANT RETURN OF...ALPHABISQUE THURSDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>Whoo hooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I had some help from some friends, but the theme is Ageplay foods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- Apple Sauce&lt;br /&gt;B- Gerber Toddler BISCUITS&lt;br /&gt;C- CANDY!!!&lt;br /&gt;D- Dominoes Pizza&lt;br /&gt;E- Effervescent Drinks&lt;br /&gt;F- French Fries&lt;br /&gt;G- Gum Drops&lt;br /&gt;H- Happy Meals!&lt;br /&gt;I- Ice Cream with Sprinkles&lt;br /&gt;J- Jello!&lt;br /&gt;K- Krispy Kreme (hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;L- Lemonade! (my favorite!)&lt;br /&gt;M- Mashed Potatoes &lt;br /&gt;N- Nilla Wafers&lt;br /&gt;O- Orange Slices&lt;br /&gt;P- PB &amp; J (or honey as I prefer lol) &lt;br /&gt;Q- Quesadilla! &lt;br /&gt;R- Ravioli! &lt;br /&gt;S- Soup!&lt;br /&gt;T- Tater Tots&lt;br /&gt;U- Upside down cake!&lt;br /&gt;V- Vanilla...stuff (ice cream....cake....cookies...)&lt;br /&gt;W- WAFFLES! (with chocolate stuff)&lt;br /&gt;X- Xanthan Gum!&lt;br /&gt;Y- Yogurt! (with berries!)&lt;br /&gt;Z- Zucchini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-8063194399922517591?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8063194399922517591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8063194399922517591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/triumphant-return-ofalphabisque.html' title='THE TRIUMPHANT RETURN OF...ALPHABISQUE THURSDAY!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6647151524827059379</id><published>2007-03-07T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T15:05:33.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I QUIT!</title><content type='html'>Finally. And my boss was a total ass about it. He told me to just leave. Which is fine. Now im FREE till the 19th! Hurray! But I still kind of feel like crap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6647151524827059379?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6647151524827059379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6647151524827059379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-quit.html' title='I QUIT!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-3487667790700920091</id><published>2007-03-07T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T08:06:44.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>NEW POLL!!!! (finally)</title><content type='html'>This weeks poll is "How often should spanking occur?" VOTE NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results of the last poll "IF I agreed to have a bedtime (ewww) what time should it be?" were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 9:00 pm....27% (i hate you people :-P)&lt;br /&gt;2. 11:00 pm...23% (thats more like it!)&lt;br /&gt;3. 9:30 pm....15% (grrr...)&lt;br /&gt;3. 1:00 am....15% (YAY!!!)&lt;br /&gt;4. 10:30 pm....8% (no SO bad)&lt;br /&gt;4. 12:00 am....8% (hurray)&lt;br /&gt;5. 10:00 pm....4% (eh)&lt;br /&gt;6. 11:30 pm....0% &lt;br /&gt;6. 12:30 am....0%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-3487667790700920091?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3487667790700920091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3487667790700920091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-poll-finally.html' title='NEW POLL!!!! (finally)'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5002093114658543193</id><published>2007-03-06T12:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T12:21:45.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT HIRED!!!</title><content type='html'>Doing the temporarily happy dance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5002093114658543193?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5002093114658543193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5002093114658543193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-got-hired.html' title='I GOT HIRED!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6995058605899636014</id><published>2007-03-06T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T07:50:35.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Blathering on about something....</title><content type='html'>I feel...ok today. I mean I'm not in a "mood", I'm just ok. Is that a good thing? I don't know. I don't want to settle for anything! I mean I don't want to settle for a crappy job because I can't find one anywhere else. I could always try spanko porn...hmmmm lol I'm just kidding, no one wants to pay to see me get spanked. There are much prettier girls out there that are doing it hehe. I'm just starting to worry i guess. I've applied for a bazillion jobs, and only 1 has really set up an interview, and I don't even really want that job. I don't want to be here in this law office in a  bloody cold dungeon, alone. Blah. Thats enough ranting for now...back to doing...whatever they tell me to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6995058605899636014?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6995058605899636014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6995058605899636014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/blathering-on-about-something.html' title='Blathering on about something....'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-7166690199676428082</id><published>2007-03-05T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T12:56:16.743-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothing'/><title type='text'>Submission and Daddy...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this weekend I spend vegetating...and thinking. Thinking about the casual use of that word. I guess for some people its easy to throw it out there, but it's not so much for me. I've only DIRECTLY called someone that once as a name "Daddy,....", ever other time i used it as a noun, "you make a good daddy" and so forth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one time I DID call him "Daddy" (lol even typing it seems weird sometimes) I was in a pretty submissive state I have to say. I had gotten spanked twice the previous day, one was a baby hand spanking, the other was kind of ouchy lol...(which makes me curious from the first time he spanked me to the last time he did there is a large difference...has he been reading up on the subject?!). Anyway so spanked twice the previous day, been wearing a diaper for I'm not exactly sure how long, watching fraggle rock and coloring. So im in little space in my head...and i start coloring on the table. Which i KNEW would get me in trouble lol. So he's all geared up to spank me, and I feign sickness (devious? maybe)...so he pulls out a thermometer. Ok, so I'll skip the temperature taking part for you all (and for George Lopez :-P). And just be safe to say my submission by that point was pretty high lol. So when he did spank me, it seemed the right time to say it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...its still a complex word for me, though i have said elsewhere that its meaning is slowly changing in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-7166690199676428082?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7166690199676428082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7166690199676428082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/submission-and-daddy.html' title='Submission and Daddy...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-3759615024660148697</id><published>2007-03-03T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:22:48.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm kinda back...</title><content type='html'>Whoo hoo! hehehe I have a job interview on monday to work at a call center...better pay...benefits...whoo hoo! It will do till i can find a better job that is more...fun. Ok so the little mini discussions about whether or not i need a daddy or a boyfriend are highly entertaining for me hehe. Ok small clarification time, if im going to have a daddy, he's gonna be someone my age and hopefully my boyfriend, i won't have a separate daddy and boyfriend. If i have a boyfriend, he doesn't have to be my daddy. Why not separate ones? Its a sexual thing for me people, so someone too much older than me doesn't really float my boat. Plus, if he really looked like a daddy it might freak me out, remember...not quite so happy relationship with my REAL father for a few years? (though its fine now :-) ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for the whole daddy/boyfriend thing, right now, now that i have calmed down a bit...im not that worried about it. I am focusing on getting through my current job and my interview on monday, and finding a happy exciting job for myself. Even though strange strange people have recommended moving back to california...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-3759615024660148697?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3759615024660148697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3759615024660148697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-kinda-back.html' title='I&apos;m kinda back...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-57812507071018273</id><published>2007-02-28T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T19:11:03.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>temper tantrum thing....</title><content type='html'>My tummy feels funny...like im gonna throw-up or somthing. My eyeballs wanna cry too! My insides feel all hurty, and i dunno what to do! I need SOMETHING, ANYTHING to be...solid. But nothing is! My super stupid job is all yucky and not gonna stay! What if none of the other jobs want me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the whole thing with william isn't solid either! Its not a forever or even long time thing, justa whenever we feel like it thing, and that is making me kinda sad too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need something! Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-57812507071018273?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/57812507071018273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/57812507071018273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/temper-tantrum-thing.html' title='temper tantrum thing....'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5421462162576760744</id><published>2007-02-28T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T16:08:37.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the lack of posting this week...its been rough...because my boss threatened to fire me. But anyway im on the look out for a new one so its ok. Anyway ill post more in the following days!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5421462162576760744?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5421462162576760744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5421462162576760744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/sorry.html' title='Sorry!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6160067645366556019</id><published>2007-02-23T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T14:43:24.627-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><title type='text'>And the Kelly spanking poll is...closed!</title><content type='html'>I will be spanked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the hand and hairbrush, bare, otk, till i am sore for a few days! TA DA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill let you all know how it goes!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6160067645366556019?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6160067645366556019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6160067645366556019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-kelly-spanking-poll-isclosed.html' title='And the Kelly spanking poll is...closed!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5223242503399396251</id><published>2007-02-23T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T07:54:04.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><title type='text'>Blah...</title><content type='html'>It gonna be a long and boring work day! Especially since tonight William is coming, so the minutes go by soooooo sloooooooow. I made him something, but he doesn't know what it is! hehehehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few hours left on the voting people! But as it stands right now its gonna be bare, otk, till sore, with the hand and the hairbrush. You all had the opportunity to be mean, and you didn't take it! William pointed out that if the strap and belt people had only joined forces they would have been one of the top two...oh well :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5223242503399396251?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5223242503399396251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5223242503399396251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/blah.html' title='Blah...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6403733226201415869</id><published>2007-02-22T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T10:11:33.757-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><title type='text'>Just a reminder...</title><content type='html'>Voting for &lt;a href="http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-poll.html"&gt;how I should be spanked&lt;/a&gt; closes Friday February 23, 2007 at 5:00 pm central time...so get your votes in!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6403733226201415869?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6403733226201415869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6403733226201415869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-reminder.html' title='Just a reminder...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1828967232294774444</id><published>2007-02-21T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T07:14:29.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alpha-bisque thursday!!!</title><content type='html'>This weeks theme is...Ageplay Activities... the yucky boring ones like napping were though of by William...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;rcade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;owling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;oloring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;isneyland! (or other amusement parks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;mulate(thats what it all is anyway right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ilms (got to the movies...same thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;olfing (the miniature variety)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;orseback riding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ce Skating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;umping (on a trampoline!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ite flying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;earning (...can be fun lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;useums (I REALLY like science ones...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;apping &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;pine (express opinions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;icnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uestion (you know question people...ask them yadda yadda yadda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ollerskating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;wimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;oy shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;ndermine! (authority...hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;egetate (happens quite often) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;hale watching (if you live by the ocean...)&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;claim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;o yo-ing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;oo visits (gotta see the MOOSE!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1828967232294774444?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1828967232294774444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1828967232294774444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/alpha-bisque-thursday_21.html' title='Alpha-bisque thursday!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-7334112063151621842</id><published>2007-02-20T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T16:12:26.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW POLL!!!!</title><content type='html'>Vote ----------&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes the other one is still open...keep voting for hand!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-7334112063151621842?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7334112063151621842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7334112063151621842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-poll_20.html' title='NEW POLL!!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5690020105449024165</id><published>2007-02-20T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T10:43:50.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>I'm a dork...</title><content type='html'>Yes, William and I got bored and started iming codes to each other asking about weekend plans. I am not observant apparently this is how it went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; I think you mixed some letters up, but i think i got the message [grin]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;William: &lt;/span&gt;ooops! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; hehe...hurray on what the message is supposed to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;William:&lt;/span&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; lol oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;William:&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;lol im such a dork&lt;br /&gt;i just looked at what you wrote again...&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking it was all nice and that you were trying to write "how about i come see you?" but just screwed it up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;William:&lt;/span&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; [tongue]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;William:&lt;/span&gt; too late! [tongue]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha...mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;William:&lt;/span&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see it didn't say "how about I come see you?" it said "How about I come SPANK you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND a benefit of him coming and spanking me this weekend is that you all won't get a chance to change the votes! What it is right now is fine by me...his hand spanking skills need some work ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5690020105449024165?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5690020105449024165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5690020105449024165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-dork.html' title='I&apos;m a dork...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-9150463738532821073</id><published>2007-02-19T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T09:52:28.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>Just random stuff...</title><content type='html'>So my lovely sister the Evil One has decided to mock me no longer for the diapers...she has moved on to the bottle. Truth is people, haven't used one. I wouldn't mind trying it on occasion, but really there is something more fun with a sippy cup...or even being trusted to use a regular cup, but having to use both hands :-D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William is voting for instituting a 10:30 bedtime...we kinda tried it before but it slowly went away. He wants to bring it back...I say only because HE wants to go to bed earlier...but thats just me hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also William is a little concerned with the current votes hehe. He feels that his hand spanking skills aren't up to par with the current "until sore for a few days". But I Kelly urge you to continue voting for hand spanking :-P. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm gonna be a notary...whoo hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-9150463738532821073?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/9150463738532821073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/9150463738532821073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-random-stuff.html' title='Just random stuff...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5978907994407365393</id><published>2007-02-18T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T13:59:25.251-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><title type='text'>NEW POLL!!!!</title><content type='html'>Since the poll that has been up since V-day isn't quite so popular, i am putting up a new one...one that people might enjoy more lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results of the less than popular quiz were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kink everyday!...............90%&lt;br /&gt;Thats an unfair question!....10%&lt;br /&gt;Kink never!...................0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so vote on this new one and yes, whatever the results are I will be spanked how you all vote for. So top 2 implements, top position, top state of clothing, and top result. And yes you can pick multiple choices... HOWEVER...WHEN or WHERE this spanking will take place is totally and utterly undecided lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Begin Sparklit HTML Code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FORM NAME=Choices1030547 ACTION="http://vote.sparklit.com/poll.spark?pollID=1030547"  METHOD="POST" style="margin: 0px"&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;INPUT TYPE=hidden NAME=ID VALUE="1030547"&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;table ID="DisplayVote1030547" width=400 cellPadding=3 cellspacing=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#5588CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA; font-weight: bold"&gt;Spank the Kelly!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;INPUT TYPE="submit" STYLE="background-color: #5588CC ; border: 1px solid #DDEEFF; color: #DDEEFF; font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA; font-weight: bold; cursor: hand" VALUE="Submit Vote" NAME="submit"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#DDEEFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="border-left: 2px solid #5588CC; border-bottom: 2px solid #5588CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;So how SHOULD Kelly be spanked?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-right: 2px solid #5588CC; border-bottom: 2px solid #5588CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="0"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;By Hand!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;By Lexan Paddle!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;By Holey evil paddle!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;By Hairbrush!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;By Bathbrush!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;By Strap!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="6"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;By Belt!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="7"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;By Wooden Spoon!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="8"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;Clothed!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="9"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;Over Underwear!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;Bare!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="11"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;Just a few swats!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="12"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;Just till pink and warm!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="13"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;Till wiggling!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="14"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;Till sore for a few days!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;OTK!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="16"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;Over the couch!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=20 valign=top&gt;&lt;input name="ballot[]" type="checkbox" value="17"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#000000" style="font-family: ARIAL,HELVETICA"&gt;Diaper position!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 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color: #000000; text-decoration: underline"&gt;Current Results&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- End Sparklit HTML Code --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5978907994407365393?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5978907994407365393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5978907994407365393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-poll.html' title='NEW POLL!!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2341875078720938314</id><published>2007-02-18T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T09:52:41.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>Chúc mừng năm mới&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2341875078720938314?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2341875078720938314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2341875078720938314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-4967270134503738307</id><published>2007-02-17T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T15:55:05.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corner Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>What do i want?!</title><content type='html'>I have been asked on a few occasions what i want exactly...when i comes to ageplay I mean. Well object-wise I want some toys...like blocks...or puzzles...or a kite...or other stuff...but not really dolls. I've never really liked dolls, im more of a stuffed animal person...so those are always welcome :-D. And a pretty dress, yes I have one, but I want another one, one more pretty...pink! With a circle skirt so I can twirl. Oh oh oh and more pajamas with pretty colors! And pretty things to put in my hair! (all of these things are in addition to things I already have...or are "givens" hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diapers? Yes (i know my sister is going to scream when she reads this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottle? On occasion, but there is other stuff that is more interesting lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I get all that stuff? Hmmm don't know. Does it matter? Not so much because the emotional and, yes, sexual stuff matter more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discipline wise? I want rules (blah!), and a bedtime (double blah!). Spankings, corner time, all that stuff. You wonder about the blah? Thats the part of me screaming "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional stuff? Well its not that hard, its stuff I believe ive gone over before. There  is comfort and warm fuzzy stuff. I think spanking can go here because spanking does do stuff for me emotionally. In an ageplay context there is a show of caring with spanking (as hard as it may be to believe :-P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now for the sexual stuff. The question is do I want sex and ageplay to mix? Yes. BUT not all the time, maybe 50% of the time lol. Because there is the emotional times then there is the sexual times. Plus like "someone" brought up, sometimes its fun to go to be sexually frustrated. There is the whole dominance thing happening, and yes orgasm control to a degree is quite fun. Lol. Oh yes spanking goes here too, spank me = turn me on lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i guess thats enough for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-4967270134503738307?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4967270134503738307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4967270134503738307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-do-i-want.html' title='What do i want?!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-7545669298143688292</id><published>2007-02-16T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T09:33:22.904-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Year of the spanking...</title><content type='html'>So I've been raised with various superstitions, for example I won't take a picture that has 3 people in it...its bad luck for the middle person. And I won't wear white on my head...its a sign of mourning, and a couple of other things that people think are silly. But the one that is coming up this weekend is the New Year. Pretty much what you do on the New Year in general is a sign of the year to come. So you want your house clean, your porch swept, things like that. Anyway if you have a good day, it will be a good year...if you lounge around doing nothing? You will have a year with nothing. So William brought up this thought, if you get spanked you should in theory have a spanking year! It IS a fire year after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However whether or not i get spanked on Sunday remains to be seen (but is highly unlikely)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-7545669298143688292?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7545669298143688292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7545669298143688292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/year-of-spanking.html' title='Year of the spanking...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-4444064939872238017</id><published>2007-02-15T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T08:50:26.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALPHA-BISQUE THURSDAY'/><title type='text'>Alpha-something thursday!!!</title><content type='html'>Mmmk but first we must show the results of the Valentines Day Poll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is best for a Valentines day spanking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any and all- hehehe..............39%&lt;br /&gt;Hand-just to get you warm hot!...28%&lt;br /&gt;Paddle- a sore butt is hot!......28%&lt;br /&gt;Cane- Oh the welts!...............6%&lt;br /&gt;Belt- Leather is so sensual.......0% (this surprised me btw)&lt;br /&gt;None- No spanky on V-day..........0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time for (drum roll please...) ALPHA-SOMETHING (bisque) THURSDAY!!! (oooooh aaaaaah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks theme is...AGEPLAY!!! (ta-da!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;geplay...(duh lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;lankie! (:-D I have a muppet babies one...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;rayons! (for coloring on the wall...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;iapers (sometimes lol...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ducation (i.e. school girl scenes lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;uzzy things! (like Fredd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;ames! (like hopscotch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;air ribbon(...or bows) :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;rritate (what little girls like to to sometimes hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;umper (hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;nickers (if you are big enough...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;aps! (good for cuddling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;aryjanes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;aps (ewwwww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;tk (if your gonna get spanked...or &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;rnery...how you get that spanking...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;acifier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uestions (littles are full of 'em)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ules (blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;pankings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;h-oh (not a good thing lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;egetables (ewww green stuff!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;armth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;ylophone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ounger (little side of course...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;OO!!! (where you should go to see elephants...and monkeys...and sea turtles...and and and...a MOOSE!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-4444064939872238017?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4444064939872238017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4444064939872238017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/alpha-something-thursday.html' title='Alpha-something thursday!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-1469327419314058982</id><published>2007-02-13T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T07:15:07.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/RdJfMVy5fFI/AAAAAAAAACc/OlDAi1GNK-Y/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/RdJfMVy5fFI/AAAAAAAAACc/OlDAi1GNK-Y/s200/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031188399339961426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there was such a hoopla about my spanking the groundhog, I decided to post a picture of Cupid getting one :-P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is it V-day...BUT its Wednesday and what does that mean?! Thats right! A new poll! But in the spirit of romance, I have decided to post 2 polls! One just for Valentines Day (though I am really posting this on Wednesday, so it will be up slightly longer than a day...) and the normal Wednesday one. Here is the Valentine's Day one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now for the results of last weeks poll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing to do before bed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A Bedtime Spanking........44%&lt;br /&gt;1. All of the above..........44%&lt;br /&gt;2. Sex........................7%&lt;br /&gt;3. You are crazy Kelly........4% (thanks Jim :-P)&lt;br /&gt;4. Bedtime story..............0%&lt;br /&gt;5. Bath.......................0%&lt;br /&gt;6. None.......................0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now VOTE ON BOTH POLLS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-1469327419314058982?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1469327419314058982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/1469327419314058982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/RdJfMVy5fFI/AAAAAAAAACc/OlDAi1GNK-Y/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-268868725193427000</id><published>2007-02-12T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T13:09:14.152-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><title type='text'>I thought this was cute...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/879nvY39lTA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/879nvY39lTA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-268868725193427000?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/268868725193427000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/268868725193427000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-thought-this-was-cute.html' title='I thought this was cute...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-7065845821932899093</id><published>2007-02-12T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T13:48:42.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>"The time has come," the Walrus said,&lt;br /&gt;"To talk of many things:&lt;br /&gt;Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--&lt;br /&gt;Of cabbages--and kings--&lt;br /&gt;And why the sea is boiling hot--&lt;br /&gt;And whether pigs have wings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have always loved this poem so...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The time has come," the Kelly said,&lt;br /&gt;"To talk of many things:&lt;br /&gt;Of spanking---fun---and age-play---&lt;br /&gt;and a bunch of other things---" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also joining the gym. Yes, after 2 failed attempts in my life to be a gym goer...I am making a third and final attempt...the funny thing is I really do like the gym...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-7065845821932899093?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7065845821932899093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/7065845821932899093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6070094094011642776</id><published>2007-02-11T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:05:25.368-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothing'/><title type='text'>Dresses are so great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/Rc-O4ly5fEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IBZVGafceZQ/s1600-h/alice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/Rc-O4ly5fEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IBZVGafceZQ/s200/alice.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030396411665546306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bidding on this dress on eBay, but i lost it. That is ok though, i found a bunch of pretty dresses including this one! I like the collar hehe peter pan collar. It covers the tattoos, better for the overall experience i believe. Also it is fitted, and i like that better than stretchy. They have all different colors, but the only colors on sale were blue (ALICE IN WONDERLAND!), black, and white. I WOULD get black (and  might in the future) but its a little harsh for ageplay i think, and white? well white isn't always a good color. So I like the blue one, if i wanted to pay more I could buy from her ebay store, where she has customizable options and such, but really the dresses she has are more Gothic Lolita, and I want more of the cuteness of AB I guess(?). There are some others that are perfect, but are out of my price range...oh well I will just have to scrimp and save for those dresses...and a corset...but thats another story :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6070094094011642776?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6070094094011642776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6070094094011642776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/dresses-are-so-great.html' title='Dresses are so great!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/Rc-O4ly5fEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IBZVGafceZQ/s72-c/alice.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-4485841877912250337</id><published>2007-02-09T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T17:27:48.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>*riiiiip* (the sound of the record stopping...)</title><content type='html'>You know when you are just coasting along, having a simple enough day then someone asks you a question and you are like "Oh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that happened to me today, when i was talking about my hobbies with someone, and how enthusiastic I get. Then they asked me "what was the last project you finished?"...yeah...uhh...what?! CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW! I start things and apparently never finish! lol. That only applies to hobbies however. Not important stuff like work or school (I WILL go back...says I!). Aaaaand it applies to writing a novel, but I haven't lost the interest or passion for that like i have with those other things, i just lost time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, thats my thought for the day...btw...spanking? ALWAYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-4485841877912250337?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4485841877912250337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4485841877912250337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/riiiiip-sound-of-record-stopping.html' title='*riiiiip* (the sound of the record stopping...)'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-4838724617715655932</id><published>2007-02-09T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T08:43:15.427-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>You know that yucky feeling?</title><content type='html'>The one you get in your stomach when you are stressed...or when you are afraid something bad is about to happen? Thats me right about now. Why? You ask? Well im stressed about my job, and my school loans, and getting back to school. And well as always, my lack of a romantic life lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I blame it all on Valentine's Day...stupid freaking pseudo-holiday making me all blah. I've never in my 20 years done anything or had someone on Valentine's day (or to celebrate it rather, because sometimes it is difficult to celebrate it ON the day...or so i've heard) Really, I think its stupid to have a day when you are supposed to get stuff and be mushy, you should do that everyday! Or at least not on a specific day, spontaneity is the way to live people! But still, its hard not to get caught up in it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean we all know about William (hurray!), but well also should all know that he doesn't want commitment (come on people i've talked about it before!). And that is perfectly fine and has been fine all along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes there is just that thing, you know the not quite there feeling? It's like an almost relationship, blah. When I talk about him on tribes I refer to him as the sometimes-but-i-wish-all-the-time daddy person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, please do not get me wrong. I till maintain my stance of I'm ok with all of this, the way it is, its fun. I really really like William. In fact when William read this later he's probably going to A. Think I'm crazy ...or B. Talk to me about it and tell me for the gazillionth time that he is just not at a place in his life where a relationship is desired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like always, that is fine. Because the question gets posed in my mind at least, if he were desiring a relationship, who says he would want one with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think i'm depressed, don't think im crazy, don't think im clingy...im just ramble-y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. William is mean and he smells funny (I told him i said that about him, so I had to post it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-4838724617715655932?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4838724617715655932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/4838724617715655932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-know-that-yucky-feeling.html' title='You know that yucky feeling?'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-8442923843809680330</id><published>2007-02-07T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T20:04:51.133-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALPHA-BISQUE THURSDAY'/><title type='text'>Alpha-bisque thursday!!!</title><content type='html'>Reasons to get spanked…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Averting (gaze…the subject…etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Bad behavior (lol)&lt;br /&gt;Cleanliness (or rather the lack of)&lt;br /&gt;Dying things funny colors (i.e. dying a top's hair blue while they are sleeping…)&lt;br /&gt;Everything!&lt;br /&gt;Fit throwing&lt;br /&gt;Grades&lt;br /&gt;Hitting&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring &lt;br /&gt;Just because&lt;br /&gt;Kicking&lt;br /&gt;Lying&lt;br /&gt;Meanness &lt;br /&gt;Naughtiness &lt;br /&gt;Over spending&lt;br /&gt;Profanity&lt;br /&gt;Questioning authority&lt;br /&gt;Rule breaking&lt;br /&gt;Stealing&lt;br /&gt;Truancy &lt;br /&gt;Underachieving &lt;br /&gt;Vandalism&lt;br /&gt;Writing on the wall&lt;br /&gt;X-rated stuff….&lt;br /&gt;Yelling&lt;br /&gt;Zapping (ummm hehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-8442923843809680330?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8442923843809680330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/8442923843809680330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/alpha-bisque-thursday.html' title='Alpha-bisque thursday!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-2624935158047346177</id><published>2007-02-07T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T07:27:15.051-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedtimes'/><title type='text'>POOOOOOLL!</title><content type='html'>Yep its Wednesday, yep that means I am posting a poll as I do every Wednesday (is it a cop-out?). This weeks poll is on bedtime rituals lol (yes sex is a choice...) SO VOTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were the results of last weeks poll? Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discipline Spankings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yes, Of course!......................47%&lt;br /&gt;2. Yes, and make hard rules for more!...25%&lt;br /&gt;3. No, only fun ones for me!............11%&lt;br /&gt;4. Depends on the situation..............8%&lt;br /&gt;5. You are crazy Kelly...................6% (im still wondering who voted for this :-P)&lt;br /&gt;6. Yes, but misbehavior may boost........3%&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't care &amp; No I hate Spanking!......0%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-2624935158047346177?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2624935158047346177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/2624935158047346177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/pooooooll.html' title='POOOOOOLL!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-5511448690921991244</id><published>2007-02-06T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T10:47:05.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><title type='text'>Ok...no more wondering!</title><content type='html'>THE FLAMES HATH BEEN CALMED!!! (for now :-P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep got spanked! Buuuut nothing too dramatic. It was more of testing out my new strap...its uh...stingy by the way. QUITE stingy...over jeans! Yes, alas it WAS tested over my jeans, which makes me nervous about how it might feel bare lol. We played 20 questions to accrue the swats, evey question i had to ask was worth 1 swat...i ended up with 23 (there was this conceding penalty of ten...). Well I had hidden the said implement, and we played 20 questions again, each question he had to ask added 1 (ok...now that doesn't seem fair now does it?! It should be every question takes AWAY 1...but i was tired so i didn't argue lol). It ended with me earning 28 total (ok so he is waaaaaay better at this than i am hehe.) So i bent over the couch (a new thing too btw) and we decided that if i counted (I HATE COUNTING) 3 would be gone and it would be 25 (Which is good because 25 is waaaaay better than 28...I HATE not round numbers MORE than I hate counting...so actually I wouldn't have argued if he said we would round up to 30...but he didn't know that!). And after trying to put me in suspense for like a minute we started...and he totally unfairly focused more on my left side than my right side (my left side is more sensitive...but he didn't know that either ;-P ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward we laid on the bed 1/2 asleep (it was like midnight...but remember I had just flown in from CA...and he had worked...) and talked about stuff you probably all want to know about...but im too lazy to type about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-5511448690921991244?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5511448690921991244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/5511448690921991244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/okno-more-wondering.html' title='Ok...no more wondering!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-6571288701022094300</id><published>2007-02-04T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T11:17:31.822-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ageplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Geez...</title><content type='html'>Everyone feels bad for the groundhog?! lol Anyway sorry i have not really posted this weekend, but i am in CA visiting my family...it was a surprise! That is why i didn't tell you all sooner...since Evil reads my blog ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...still spankless...though my mom and sister keep trying to because they think its funny...they also keep asking if i wear a diaper...and...if william wears one :-P hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I will return to regular posting probably on Tuesday (though I DO get back tomorrow...) perhaps some pictures of stuff as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always spankless... *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-6571288701022094300?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6571288701022094300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/6571288701022094300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/geez.html' title='Geez...'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11364503.post-3532320267297685919</id><published>2007-02-02T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T21:51:49.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED A SPANKING NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stupidity'/><title type='text'>HAPPY GROUNDHOG DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/RcQi63fi2AI/AAAAAAAAABo/59dOJPUZ2_I/s1600-h/groundhog+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/RcQi63fi2AI/AAAAAAAAABo/59dOJPUZ2_I/s200/groundhog+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027181478776330242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Groundhogs need a spanking sometimes ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11364503-3532320267297685919?l=alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3532320267297685919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11364503/posts/default/3532320267297685919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alittlebitofspanking.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-groundhog-day.html' title='HAPPY GROUNDHOG DAY!!!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396808337453596340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/TOtbTM6OlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WL6NnZ3mnPY/S220/STEVE%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xr1vv54D4XY/RcQi63fi2AI/AAAAAAAAABo/59dOJPUZ2_I/s72-c/groundhog+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
