A Sweet Little Thing

Rosy Red Christmas Wishes to You

We are preparing for our third! annual Christmas Spanking Extravaganza this evening. (photo from last year's event). Just wanted to say that we're hoping that you are all well and full of good spirits at this wonderful time of year.

We will be home until New Year's, then we are on the road. Who knows where? who knows how long? We're going to drive until we're done.

May the New Year bring joy and prosperity into your lives.

Love,

Ben & Carly

Ramblin' On

Over the weekend, we saw one of my all time favorite musicians play. As I was singing along to "the notion in my head is telling me to ramble on," a little voice inside my head was going, "ramble rhymes with bramble." And I knew absolutely for certain that it was time for me to ramble too.

I have had a blast with this blog. Our lives are forever altered by it. But it has become more than I want to cope with now. I have over 250 unread spanking posts in my google reader. I don't want to live tethered to this computer non-stop. I want to cook good food, read good books, dance with Ben, breathe fresh air. I'll be going to Central America for a few weeks and Ben & I will again travel through the Southwest this winter. Life is good and I want to live it fully.

I will leave this here. You can still write comments or send me e-mail. I'll be around checking on the regular blogs. And if I have something important to say, I'll post again. Who knows?

Best Photo of the Week

A delicious Apple from Marks and Stripes:

Perfect Pinching

You can drive your spankee absolutely insane, if you learn to do this right. Ben recently figured out this very tender spot, right inside the sit spot, that is filled with nerve endings. When he pinches me there, I feel waves shoot through my whole body.

It does no good to just pinch randomly, it has to be very carefully done. Find that place marked on the photo, where the crease disappears on the inside.

You can do it before a spanking as a warning about what's to come, during a spanking to enhance the effect, or after a spanking when the bottom is still very tender.

Outted

I need to introduce you to another character in our lives, Tad. He's a single guy, about the same age as us. We ran into him at a show once; he was introduced as a friend of a friend. We asked if he was going to a show the following week in the nearest city and invited him to ride with us; now he has been traveling with us for the last five years or so. Funny that I never mentioned him before!

We were all camping together about a year ago. Tad was outside building a fire, Ben & I were inside the camper making spaghetti. I playfully patted Ben's butt, which makes him crazy. But since I was feeling bratty, it wasn't really hard enough for me, so I hauled back and really whacked him a good one. Fury flashed in his eyes as he grabbed me by both arms and steamrolled me through the little hallway to the bed, where he flipped me over and started laying into my butt hard. I was screaming, "No Ben, NOOO!" the whole time, but laughing along the way.

We finished up and went outside to set the table for dinner. No Tad! He had completely disappeared. We served the food, but he didn't come back. He wasn't in his tent, he wasn't on the beach, he wasn't anywhere. Probably an hour later he comes strolling through the campground. We asked where he went and if he wanted dinner, but he wouldn't really answer. We had a campfire, Ben and I snuggled together, but Tad was uncommunicative all night.

In bed later, we tried to figure out what had happened to him. Finally the lightbulb came on. I told Ben that he must of heard us and thought I was really in trouble. Both of us were disturbed that we might have upset him.

The next morning, Ben took him aside and told him that we were just playing, and don't worry Carly likes it. Well, that did me in.

At every opportunity, Tad brings up sly references to spanking. The latest one was this weekend. Traveling in a friend's van, Ben and the driver were talking about someone's hair that looked like that guy on the old tv show about the kids, what was it? Ben said, "You mean Alfalfa." Tad turned to me, looked me dead in the eye, and said, "Hey, what was the fat kid's name?" I hesitated just a second, sensing a set up, before answering, "Spanky." He doubled over in peals of laughter, "Yeah, Spanky!"

I'm never going to hear the end of it.

Best Photo of the Week

From a brand new blog, A Voice in the Corner. Stop on by and say hello.

This wonderful photo is the model Amber Dawn from SpankAmber.com

Ultimatum

Ben has informed me that unless I consistently post at least twice a week and find a photo of the week on Fridays, it will be my own very red rear end on the Friday posts. I guess this is good news for my readers, but not so much for me!

Our Delicious Secret

If there was one thing I could tell the world, it would be to have a secret with your partner. It has changed everything about how we live together, share our lives, and of course, our love life too.

We are lucky to live alone together, no family members or roommates to worry about. We can talk freely and be open with each other. Our house and yard are our own secret world. No need to cover ourselves or hide the computer screen.

In public, it gets interesting. Soft teasing and bratting gets me a whispered threat of a spanking to come. Last weekend, at a extremely crowded event, he pulled me behind a pillar and gave me two hard cracks, but we both emerged laughing, so I doubt anybody was terribly concerned.

I love having alias names! When he sternly reprimands me with a harsh, "Carly!" I know I'm in trouble.

Not one single person in the world, besides us, knows the truth about our double life or this blog and it has turned out to be the most important development in our 30 years together.

Flash Fiction Friday

It had all seemed so innocent at the time, sharing a pic of herself on Facebook for HNT. Until he saw it when a friend tagged it. OMFG. At least he should give her credit for only do the half part. All in fun, right?

Sitting here now, gave her plenty of time to fret about the impending IM appointment her chagrined ass had with his painful paddle 2NTE.

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Spanky and Tiggr came up with this idea for Flash Fiction Friday. It was a challenge, I must say, but quite entertaining for me to do. Tiggr will post the prompt for next week's challenge on Sunday. Why don't you give it a whirl?