Brambleberry Blush

Ramblin' On

2009-10-12T16:03:00.000-07:00

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

2009-10-02T07:55:00.000-07:00

A delicious Apple from Marks and Stripes:

Perfect Pinching

2009-09-30T09:19:00.000-07:00

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

2009-09-28T10:58:00.000-07:00

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

2009-09-25T09:09:00.000-07:00

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

2009-09-24T11:22:00.000-07:00

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

2009-09-09T11:25:00.000-07:00

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

2009-08-28T03:07:00.000-07:00

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?

A Bit of Advice

2009-08-25T08:42:00.000-07:00

Whatever you do,

do NOT fart during a spanking,

or you will feel the pain

of the hairbrush.

Just Some Monday Spanking Silliness

2009-08-24T08:52:00.000-07:00

Good Girl Spankings All 'Round

2009-08-22T06:59:00.000-07:00

There is a group of women in our blogging community who are so kind, thoughtful, and intelligent that I feel that I have to acknowledge them here. They are consistent posters on their own blogs with fresh, fun, uplifting posts--never whiny, bitchy, or ranting & raving. And they are unbelievable commenters on a long list of blogs, always quick with a word of praise or support. They have been the absolute backbone of my blog and I want to say a very public thank you to them all.

Ronnie at Heart and Soul

Daisy at Daisychain

PK at New Beginnings

and Hermoine at Hermoine's Heart

So, P, Davey, Nick, and Ron, you have an important job. These ladies deserve a nice, long, hard "good girl" spanking. Allow me to explain:

First, you need to lay her out across your lap, in a comfortable, well supported position, on a bed or couch.

Start with a lovely little warm up, with your hand only, across her covered bottom. Talk sweetly to her. Stop and rub often.

When you decide to pull down her pants or lift her skirt, do it slowly, dramatically revealing her assets. Murmur your appreciation of their astonishing beauty.

Use your hand or some soft leather, if she likes that. Absolutely no nasty, mean implements like paddles, or hairbrushes, or canes, or horrid backscratchers.

The most important moment in any spanking is when the panties are finally taken down, leaving her completely exposed and helpless. Do it with flourish and make her happy.

Just because it's a "good girl" spanking, doesn't mean that it's not hard; keep it steady, strong and sure. The intensity needs to build over time, harder and faster. Remember, though, it's important to stop and rub often. She will let you know if she wants more or needs a break. Be tuned into her subtle signs.

End the spanking with a great round of really hard spanking. Fast and furious.

Now, remember a "good girl" spanking always concludes with lots of hugs and kisses, rubbing, loving. Make sure that you tell her out loud that she's a good girl and how much you love her.

Best Photo of the Week

2009-08-20T23:01:00.000-07:00

A very sulky girl sent to bed on Kami's On the Way of Exploration blog:

2009-08-20T11:29:00.000-07:00

Some things can't be avoided: today is my first annual blogiversary. I discovered it yesterday and thought that I would ignore it; alas, like an important birthday, it's there staring you in the face.

I won't bore you with stats, but I am proud to have had over 135,000 hits and written 185 posts. My favorite number is my current followers at 69!

It's been an adventure and brought much love and excitement into our lives. Writing is sometimes very fun and easy, and sometimes very, very difficult. I find that I now live for comments, so please keep them coming. Spanking certainly has changed the world for Ben and me, but it's blogging about it that adds another element of invigoration. Ben's enthusiasm for the blog delights me.

I just want to say thank you to everyone who stops by here to see what we've been up to. You make it worthwhile for me. And I want to let you know that you really can comment anonymously, no one will ever know who you are or where you come from. Join in!

Birthday Bash

2009-08-18T07:41:00.000-07:00

Wowsy! this was a birthday spanking to remember forever. First, I needed a new outfit to surprise Ben. I found a cute short dress and matching panties at the store. The pictures don't really show how adorable this dress is, halter top, swingy skirt, clingy material. I rushed home and showered before he got back from work.

He bent me over the back of the couch, which he had never done before. I have to stand on my tip-toes to balance my hips, the blood rushing into my increasingly murky head. This leave my ass very exposed, there is simply no escape from that. Usually he starts with a warm up, but he was anxious to try out that new leather fly swatter. I fell deeply in love from that very first swat. He can flick it very rapidly, smack, smack, smack! You have to have one of these--it is the best thing ever.

Then, of course, he had to use his brand new belt too. With more firmness, it is less supple than the old belt and gives quite a whallop. But by this time, I was already in a trance and it just added another layer of hotness, heating me inside and out.

We adjourned to the bedroom, which is literary 5 steps away, but the bed is more comfortable for the grand finale. We were both so horny, it didn't take long for us to be completely fulfilled and cuddling and laughing like schoolchildren.

Afterwards, I am like a lost child. I cannot focus or concentrate. I have a ridiculous smile on my face. Ben brings me wine and cooks me dinner. The world is dreamy and swims in and out of my attention. All I want is endless kisses from Ben, which he is happy to supply.

Do I Dare Admit It?

2009-08-17T13:34:00.000-07:00

Yes, it's true, it's my 50th birthday! Wow, how do these things happen? Ben treated me to four days in the big city and we did it up right, but there was also a lot of family involved, so no spankings :(

But, this morning I found this lovely waiting on my desk. With promises of a big night. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow!

Best Photo of the Week

2009-08-14T06:03:00.000-07:00

Coming from one of the very nicest blogger out there, Ronnie of Heart and Soul:

Oh, What a View!

2009-08-12T17:47:00.001-07:00

Dear Belt,

2009-08-10T14:53:00.000-07:00

Dear Belt,

What was that little tug in my chest as I watched Ben slide you out through the loops of his jeans for the last time? We've been together for oh, so long. What is it, twenty-eight years or so? I remember choosing you with care, wrapping you snug in a little square box and carrying you all the way to Ben's house in my hands. You were his high school graduation present from me. At that time I had no way of know what an important part you would play in our history together.

You were right there all along. Not the wedding, of course, he wore a tux. But certainly at the birth of our children, through the building of two homes and the remodeling of this one, and every foreign country we've ever visited. You've been to every concerts we've rocked out to, every picnic, every dirt road we've traveled.

You were there as we explored the feel of leather on my ass for the first time. Oh I was scared, alright. But I let him spank me with you, feeling the soft snap that was surprisingly delicious. Oh yes, then I grew to love you more and more. Maybe even craving that powerful pulse over and over and over.

Oh, sure it's exciting to imagine what it's going to be like with the new belt, after all, it's younger and stronger than you. It doesn't have the comfortable broken-in feeling that you have. I don't have a relationship with it yet. That will come later.

But for now, I am going to roll you in a neat coil and place you lovingly in our hope chest. And maybe, somedays, when we want to reminisce, we will take you out for a nice workout, for old time's sake.

With all my love,
Carly

Photo of the Week

2009-08-07T07:51:00.000-07:00

This picture represents the epitamy of a loving spanking relationship for me. I found it at Le journal de la fessee.

Can You Guess My Favorite Piece of Furniture?

2009-08-05T16:22:00.001-07:00

Best Photo of the Week

2009-07-17T09:19:00.000-07:00

From Pandora Blake: Spanked, Not Silenced and there's a quiet nice story to go with it:

Waiting and Wondering...

2009-07-16T12:18:00.000-07:00

... how much is it really going to hurt?

...I'm sorry....

...it's not my fault!

...please let it be over soon.

...still waiting...

...what's taking him so long?

I'm really, really, really sorry!

I Fight....

2009-07-13T10:27:00.000-07:00

...for the make-up spanking!

Best Picture of the Week

2009-07-10T07:58:00.000-07:00

I love this drawing from Au Fil des Jours...Au Gre du Temps--look at the marks and her facial expression.

Ben's Temptation

2009-07-08T12:48:00.001-07:00

So, we spent the 4-day weekend at a music festival surrounded by scenic mountains and fun-loving hippies--a thrilling experience of peace, love, happiness and incredibly great music. But, for the spanko in us, there were temptations everywhere. There were men with whips. And girls in swirly skirts, tutus, or short shorts, who loved bending, stretching, dancing, hooping, and twirling right before our eyes.

We were in the sort-of second row of a tight tent show, when this cutie barged up right in front of us, wearing this, with her bum right at Ben's hand level. What on earth should he have done about her rude behavior?

If you can find a way to get to one of these festivals this summer, I highly recommend it.