A Spanking Good Time

Creative Juices?

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Tue, 13 Sep 2011 23:27:00 +0000

Hmmm... making the rounds of some of what I've been missing out here is starting my creative juices flowing for the first time in eons. And it feels GOOD.

Today's been a really, really good day! Got a second job today. Tomorrow, I get to go to two jobs (great for the soul, the bank account, the landlord and fuel tank, lol). I've spent two days cleaning and organizing, throwing out old stuff and helping the big guy (teen) do the same with his room.

Maybe most important of all, I feel like I'm waking from a very deep, dark sleep. Food tastes better, colors seem brighter, the air smells fresher. Not from any one thing in particular but all the stars do indeed seem to be aligning in my favor these days. And that alone is reason to celebrate!

Testing the Cyber Waters...

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 16:03:00 +0000

I'm just testing the cyber waters, not making any promises. It's been more than 18 months since my last post; a lifetime of changes have taken place. My future is bright, promising, colorful. Daily life for the little guy and me is quite mundane these days... nothing post-worthy for spankos, that's for sure. But the cyber bug seems to be nipping at my heels again so I'm just giving you the opportunity to express yourselves on the subject.

Let me emphasize that I am only looking forward, not regressing into my past life, hurts, regrets, misery or self-loathing. To those who read here before, Dante and I are still married but have not lived together for about 18 months. And that is one certainty in my life that will not change. The little guy (who definitely needs a new nickname since he's now a teenager and anything but "little") elects to stay in contact with his Dad via the Internet, which serves him well enough for now.

Suffice it to say that the life Dante and I shared with you here in cyberspace is over and, like life itself, I am moving forward. We all have a right to our personal space and privacy and I'm certainly trying to respect that. Therefore, this will almost certainly be my last posting specifically about him.

Moving on, I will write whatever I feel is important or relevant or timely for myself from now on. No, there's nothing "spanko" or even intimate or sexual happening in my life right now. But just because I'm not involved with anyone or actively seeking an intimate relationship, you never know what could happen in the future.

Who knows? Maybe someday I'll even find my bounce again!

Ta Ta For Now (TTFN)

-Tiggs

Heartbreak in Haiti

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 14:27:00 +0000

I can't even begin to put into words the depth of the sorrow and compassion I feel for all that have been touched by the earthquake disaster in Haiti. The poor people who had virtually nothing before now have even less, and the furry ones who were lacking or needy before are even more so now, plus hungrier and thirstier, as are all the people.

I am helpless to do anything more than "help" by clicking on Care2 and other similar sites right now to help... we can't afford to send money or supplies. But every little thing I do does lessen my overwhelming sense of helplessness. I know you are all joining with me in doing whatever you can to help with this crisis. Now is a time to join together, linking hands and arms and hearts, breaking through all barriers, feeling only the deepest love and compassion for all creatures.

As for us, life continues. I hold each of you very close to my heart and I do read all your wonderful, thoughtful comments. I just can't find the words to reply, at least not now, not individually. I'll find my voice again, I promise; it might just take a little while.

I Just Can't Let Go!

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Fri, 15 Jan 2010 11:43:00 +0000

I've tried and tried, but I just can't let go completely... from the blog, from the folks I've met out here in cyberia (and still hear from). It kind of feels like one constant in a churning sea of uncertainty right now. Not one subject, or one consistent thought, but just the blog itself, and my connection to it on some deeper level. I'm sure I could over-analyze it to death, but for now, it just seems much easier to go with the flow, so that's what I'm trying to do.

Just Letting Off a Little Steam

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 14:11:00 +0000

I've been feeling more than a little stuck inside my own head and beginning to feel claustrophobic besides. Don't mind me... this is just my way of letting off steam without causing a full-fledged meltdown in "real time." It isn't worth the headaches or additional stress to "start" something in real life, never mind that I truly would never win any such argument anyway.

Maybe in truth this is just my creative side itching to come out... it's been quite a while. I've been thinking creatively but not acting on it at all really, and that side of myself is strong and persistent. Besides, that is my escape from harsh realities tat are otherwise unavoidable. I know this makes no sense at all to anyone, barely even to me, but maybe, if I just let myself go with the feelings, they will lead me to a much happier place in my head. That would be a welcome event, to be sure!

Maybe I just needed to remind myself that living simply and listening to the silence is absolutely necessary to my nature but it's also something to be thankful for and appreciative of, every minute of every day. I haven't been feeling very thankful or grateful lately, and I think that's leading me into some familiar, dark places in my mind.

Sports or Sex?

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 14:37:00 +0000

I'm just curious, but this question is posed specifically to any male readers still remaining out here... which would you prefer, sports or sex and/or spanking? Seriously, I really, REALLY want to know! Oh, and I'm not talking about actively PLAYING (or even watching) sports in real life or on TV. I'm talking about making a choice between initiating some sort of naughty, erotic, sexual fun and READING about sports online. So, what would YOU choose?

By the way, I KNOW that I could initiate the spanking good fun and probably draw the attention away from the computer screen in a millisecond. But I just don't feel that urge right now. After all, if the computer's more interesting, intriguing, satisfying than I am, well, who am I to complain? I'm not looking for ways to change things here at home (nor am I "looking" for any other solution)... just curious if anyone else has ever had a similar experience.

Eagerly Looking Ahead Toward a New (and MUCH better) Year!

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Tue, 22 Dec 2009 17:23:00 +0000

I've only got a few minutes to myself but since there are still several hundred folks stopping by here everyday, I figured I owe you an update. Dante, the Little Guy and I are in the long, drawn-out process of moving, right in the midst of the holidays. The timing and details of the move were above and beyond our control. In other words, we would not have planned it all to turn out this way... not in a million years.

But, it IS our reality and therefore an opportunity to put the past behind us and reach toward the future with smiling faces and outstretched arms. At least, that's what we'll be trying our best to do once we can lift our arms again after all this moving, lol.

For now, the most important priorities in life are taken care of. The gifts are wrapped and safely hidden from the LG's wondering eyes and wandering fingers. (Yes, folks, I do believe that we have successfully managed one more year with him believing in Santa). The tree was one of the very first things to come to our new place, and it is decorated and very well lit. Lights and decorations adorn the living area and the LG's bedroom, too, and scented candles add to the air of Christmas. Even the weather is cooperating somewhat... it's been unseasonably cold lately, though, bah humbug, it will get much warmer and rainy for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.

No time for ANY adult fun and games at this point... but moving the very large box of toys and the few toys that had been left strategically hidden in the old house has certainly rekindled my interest. Good things come to those who wait, or so they say. I'll be sure to let you know when, and if, things change in that area.

Until then, happiest of holidays to each and every one of you. Consider yourselves all cyber-hugged to death by my furry arms!!

Love, bounces and TTFN,
Tiggs

The Silence is Deafening

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Mon, 09 Nov 2009 14:10:00 +0000

Silent eyes...
forever watching.

Silent words
unspoken
but felt
even more deeply.

Silent ache
within my soul.
The pressure grows.

I could ease it all
with just a word,
but I dare not.

There's safety in silence
and solace in
the stillness
of my soul.

Sorry folks, just feeling a little introspective today, and when those moments come, I've found it best to jot it down for posterity rather than keeping it all inside to bubble over. We are all fine here at Casa d'Amore. I'm just going through one of those periods in my life where, at least on the outside, I've shut myself down from too much (if any) deep interaction. It's not a sign of any impending danger... just a mechanism for self-preservation that I learned at a very early age.

At other points in our life, we'd have implemented some sort of spanking activity to turn the tides. Not so nowadays. I'm not complaining, mind you. I don't even miss it, though I'm obviously still drawn to blogging about it on some level and maintaining some connection with that aspect of myself through the blog. But, at least for the foreseeable future, I'll just have to learn to cope with my/our ultra-real reality without any such crutches or tools for change. It should be interesting, to say the least!

It Only Takes a Second!

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 05:00:00 +0000

Calling all animal lovers! Today you really can help save lives! With just a few clicks of your mouse, from the comfort and anonymity of your computer, you can help unwanted, needy, abandoned, hungry pets! Please help! Whether you like cats or dogs, puppies or kittens... long or short-hairs, big or small breeds. PLEASE CLICK, just for today (or longer if you like)!!!!!

Do it for your pets, your kids, your lover, yourself, or even for little old me. I don't care WHY you do it, just do it! EVERY CLICK COUNTS, today more than ever! Hey, you can even send free e-cards to all your friends just by clicking here, and by doing this, you will help to feed oodles more needy animals!

I'm Still Breathing

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Wed, 04 Nov 2009 13:00:00 +0000

Well, there isn't much new to report since my last post... no sex, no spanking, no naughty fun of any kind. So WHY am I posting now? Well, I just can't seem to completely let go of the blog just yet.

I'm not sure exactly why, but instead of fighting it, I'll just go with the flow, posting what I want, when I want, and not letting myself feel obligated to post or read or comment in any particular way or fashion. Sorry, folks, but I just won't make promises that I know I might not keep, and I absolutely will not put any unnecessary pressure (either real or imagined) on myself to do anything differently.

Hugs and love to all who still come by here to read or wander... I hope this blogging break is giving you lots of opportunities to read back through the copious archives. But above all else, I hope each and every one of you is healthy and happy, and hopefully you are all having spanking good adventures of your own!

The Shifting Flow of Passion

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Tue, 13 Oct 2009 11:55:00 +0000

Passion is a funny thing. It's all-consuming but constantly changing in how it is expressed and where it is devoted. My passion for this blog managed to keep the fires burning here far longer than even I would have ever guessed. But behind that, I was constantly driven by YOUR passion... all of you, frequent readers, occasional commenters, "lurkers" (yeah, I STILL hate that term as much as ever!), any one and everyone who has ever cast eyes on my blog, even for a moment.

But the circle of life continues to spin, never stopping for anyone, and such is the case here. Quite simply, I've lost my passion for this blog. I've told people that they would know when it is time to stop blogging, and I really must take my own advice now. There have been whispers in my head, intimating that very fact, for quite some time, but I persisted because nothing else was stirring my passion quite so intensely.

Thankfully, that has changed! So I'm not losing my passion but just transferring the energy to other endeavors which, in my own life and heart, just feels right at this point. Will I return? Maybe yes, maybe no. The blog will remain, at least for now... after all, that naughty, creative side can leap out at any moment. But I leave you for now in peace and love, with grins and bounces and bottomless thanks and the most sincere appreciation for each and every one of you!

As for Dante, well, I'm sure he'll keep me posted on the spanking good happenings out here! I won't say "goodbye" because I know how quickly things can change, both in my head and in my life. Until we meet again, TTFN to one and all! Thanks for all the memories!

Spanking Good Round of Applause

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Wed, 07 Oct 2009 12:25:00 +0000

Everyone, please "meet" Dave the Rave! Since he doesn't (yet) have a blog of his very own, I really hope you guys and gals will completely overwhelm him with feedback, questions and comments in the comments section below! He will definitely be thrilled and stimulated by that act of kindness! I hope you enjoy learning about him as much I've enjoyed getting to know him behind the scenes (via email).

Tiggs Talks with Dave the Rave

Dave: I am a middle-aged man (45), live on the East Coast of the USA and work with numbers all day. I live to have fun by being around people with like interests and take whatever life brings my way.

I dislike negative-thinking people and the negative energy they convey.

I am big into sports and am very athletic.

Tiggs: You prefer to be spanked rather than do the spanking, and you prefer receiving spankings from women… why? (Please describe in as much detail as possible).

Dave: With my high-stress job, getting my bare tushy spanked by a woman allows someone else to have total control of me. The experience is both liberating and arousing. While no real sex ever takes place, getting my penis "charged" is a plus! Plus, the feeling of total submission is a rush, as well.

Tiggs: How often do you get to live out your spanking fantasies and urges?

Dave: At times, on the weekends, while there have been times where I have been spanked every couple of days. Sometimes I will think of them as I self-stimulate myself, which adds to the "pleasure" and climax.

Tiggs: Are you single, married, divorced, or what?

Dave: I am single, never married, and will more than likely stay that way.

Tiggs: Describe (in detail) your favorite spanking setting, including possible role play, clothing worn, toys involved, etc.

Dave: My favorite spanking setting is where I am with a woman who takes the dominant role from a subtle, almost motherly, role to one of extreme authority where I have no choice but to submit. Sometimes playing songs that fit the moment help to increase the pleasure aspect. I am almost always wearing a G-string or in my full birthday suit, while she is most often in full attire. If she is wearing fitness gear, it excites me even more!

The toys have been penis restraints, bullet vibrators, penis rings and prostate stimulators. One time a woman made me wear a harness and locked a fake penis over mine and I was made to please her. While it was not "real" sex, I became hard inside the fake penis and "came".

Tiggs: What implement (or type of implement) do you most like to be spanked with? Why?

Dave: The most-used 'implement' is simply an open hand - nothing beats a firm bare hand to bare hiney spanking! A paddle, thick ruler, ping pong paddle and short leather strap are also at the ready if a woman brings it along. A riding crop would be fun, but so far nobody has one. (Darn!)

Tiggs: Please talk about your least favorite(s) spanking toys and explain why they are not your favorites…

Dave: My least favorite spanking toys are thick paddles, thick yardsticks (seamstress) and anything else that inflicts excessive pain.

Tiggs: Have you ever spanked a woman? (Describe the situation)… Did you enjoy it? Did she?

Dave: I have spanked a woman, but that was a long time ago and I didn't like it. She wasn't too thrilled either, since I don't know my own strength.

I gave her a few slaps on her bare tush while over my lap in my jeans. She smiled, but I could tell it hurt her more than she let on. After that, it was a turn-off for me. I told her I didn't want to harm her and she understood. I patted her warmed buns and we laughed as she pulled her jeans back up over her cute thong.

Tiggs: Do you prefer just to be spanked or are there other elements tied in (being dominated, humiliated, restrained physically or emotionally, etc.)?

Dave: While I prefer a 'natural' spanking - totally bare and no restraints - being handcuffed or otherwise secured so that there is "no escape" would be a turn-on. Having my manhood secured into a ("wee-wee corset"/penis restraint) is also something that heightens the experience.

Tiggs: Have you ever been whipped? Please describe… or describe a sexual fantasy about whipping.

Dave: I did fantasize about it, but would never "want" to get whipped. A riding crop is about the closest thing I would go for, and that might be on my "wish list" this Christmas! (LOL)
Tiggs: What type of woman turns you on the most (for spanking fantasies, that is)?

Dave: A woman who takes full control is the ultimate fantasy for me. Being subjected to any and all forms of punishment with NO escape would be worth the fantasy, though that will NEVER happen in reality. Total domination and complete surrender are what I would truly want to experience.

Tiggs: Do you prefer to be spanked by women whom you already know or by complete strangers? Why?

Dave: While I would much rather be spanked by a woman I already know, there are times when a complete stranger has done the punishing. It made me feel afraid of her, shamed that she would do so, but it was also arousing at times.

Tiggs: How long have you been interested in being spanked?

Dave: Since my initiation into it when I was in my 20's. There was very little spanking until a few years ago and all has since picked up.

Tiggs: Please describe your first consensual spanking experience in detail…

Dave: My first consensual spanking was when a friend playfully told me I was a naughty boy and needed a good spanking. I stripped for her, she then asked me to lay across her lap, where she then spanked my bare tushy several times. It was all in fun and no harm was done - a "slight sting". Looking back, I wish she would have been more forceful, but we had fun with it.
Tiggs: Do you have a collection of spanking toys available for women to use on you?

Dave: No. I take along a plastic shower brush and ping pong paddle. They usually have "the rest" - hairbrush, ruler, paddle or anything else they can dream up.
Tiggs: What rules do you have whenever you are consensually spanked?

Dave: If it is just the two of us, as long as she does not overdo it, all is fine. No "safe words" are ever needed, since she can usually tell when enough is enough. If I am at a party and there are more women there, as long as no heckling and name calling is done, so be it!

Tiggs: What about sex toys? Do any of your spankings also involve the use of sex toys such as dongs or vibrators or nipple clamps?

Dave: The only time sex toys are used during a spanking is if I am strapped into a penis restraint or a vibrating penis ring is strapped on and turned on. My manhood is stimulated and my "cheeks" try to squeeze together, so a spanking when that is happening is QUITE arousing!
Tiggs: What about restraint? Any wild times been had with you physically restrained? What is it about that feeling that turns you on (or off) the most?

Dave: The only time I have had anything other than my penis restrained was when a friend simply tied me to a chair with ribbons. I very easily could have broken them, but the "feeling" of being controlled by her was enough to let me experience "bondage". However, if someone were to use chains, blindfolds, ball gags and other forms of extreme bondage, forget it! Being fully restrained and totally helpless would be arousing, but that has not happened yet.

Tiggs: How did you find our little corner of cyberia? (the consensual spanking blogs)?

Dave: I bounced around cyberia and went to various links until I came across the sites.

Tiggs: Why not start your own blog?

Dave: I don't know if I would have the time or be able to put the effort into it to make it worthwhile.

Tiggs: What attracts you most to a particular blog and keeps you coming back?

Dave: Seeing how people make others submit to their whims, the various methods used and how the end result is often that regardless how much pain and humiliation is done, the 'victim" yearns for more. THAT is a turn-on!

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Thanks for being so forthcoming, Dave, and please, everyone else, really do inquire further into Dave's lifetime of spanking good experiences! It will make him very happy and could lead to even more spanking good times for him!

Lost inTime, Losing My Mind

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Tue, 06 Oct 2009 13:21:00 +0000

I really must apologize to Dave-the-Rave, because I did tell him that I was going to post my tantalizing interview with him YESTERDAY... that obviously didn't happen. But I do have an explanation! So ,before he thinks me totally unreliable without some sort of reasoning, let me tell you all about it.

Yesterday was filled with important doctor's appointments and tests, two of which were scheduled more than a year ago. I know that most of you who read here now weren't reading me regularly, if at all, back in mid-2007 and earlier, so I'll try to sum it up for you here. You can find the primary background here, but I'll explain the basics so you don't have to click away if you don't want to.

Anyway, I'm nearly 2-1/2 years out from radiosurgery to destroy an AVM (arteriovenous malformation) deep in my brain. The radiosurgery doesn't "kill" it right away and it can take up to three years to work its magic. After the radiosurgery, routine MRI's (with contrast) are scheduled for one year out and two years out, with an angiogram and second radiosurgical procedure scheduled for three years out, if necessary.

My one-year MRI couldn't even be read by my neurosurgeon because there was so much swelling in the brain, which, he was quick to reassure me, was perfectly normal. Since my migraines have continued since the radiosurgery, I didn't have any profound expectations following the second MRI, which was performed yesterday.

Those MRI's are extremely unpleasant for me, because they actually bring on headaches (no surprise with the loud noise and length of time that I am stuffed into the machine). I waited an extra two hours to see my neurosurgeon, after being at the medical plaza really early for one doctor's appointment (unrelated to my "head stuff) and then having the 45-minute MRI afterward. So by the time I was called in to my neurosurgeon's office, I was more than adequately dazed, tired, hungry and apathetic. I really didn't have any expectations one way or the other, and figured it would be a quick in and out appointment either way.

Well, I was wrong! The good news is that the swelling is receding inside my head AND the AVM is shrinking! The bad news is that it isn't completely gone, so in six months, I have to schedule the angiogram and subsequent radiosurgery. Hopefully, the angio will show no remnants of the AVM and I won't have to go through a second radiosurgery, but that's all in the future, so no point worrying about it now!

The best news of all though was that my neurosurgeon indulged a very long conversation and is referring me to a neurologist who specializes in headaches, so maybe, just maybe, I will FINALLY get some relief from these damn migraines! It may be a while until my first appointment, but at least there is a light at the end of the tunnel. And the scheduling people are well aware that I've battled these headaches without adequate pain relief for years, so they are doing their best to get me in as quickly as possible. YAY! Yippee and Yahoo!

Anyway, by the time I got home from all the appointments, I was physically and mentally drained and my head was throbbing. I didn't have the time or energy to even go on the computer, and had to basically turn right around and go back out, to take the LG to football practice. By the time we got back from that, I collapsed into bed and didn't move until this morning.

So Dave, I'm sorry! Your interview will be up either tomorrow or the next day! I will try to do it as expediently as possible! But I'm not going to push myself too hard until all the effects of yesterday's headache are gone completely! Ta-ta for now!

There's a Fork in my Road!

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Sun, 04 Oct 2009 13:55:00 +0000

There's a gigantic fork in the road of my life and up 'til now, I've been allowing it to skew my perspective. I've been trying really hard to assimilate all facets of my deepest nature, my soul, my heart, what matters most and also what I want and need in my life in order to be the best "me" that I can be. Frankly, it's worn me down and worn me out in more ways than one and I seem to be accomplishing little with this strategy except banging my furry little head repeatedly and painfully into the gargantuan fork in my road.

That being said, I'm finally willing to accept that I don't NEED to experience all aspects of my life at every moment. There really is a time and a place for some things and others CAN be put on the back burner without being completely forgotten. Just realizing that has helped me feel a bit freer, as if a weight has been lifted.

But what the realization will mean in the long-run, especially here in our spanking good corner of cyberia, has yet to be determined. But it's a long, winding road that lies before me, so I'm not jumping off any precipices or leaping to any conclusions, at least not yet. After all, one of the most remarkable certainties is that Tiggrs bounce!

The Power of Touch Reaches Us All

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Sat, 03 Oct 2009 17:59:00 +0000

Reach out and touch someone... some how, some way, physically or emotionally, sexually or seductively, passionately or powerfully. It doesn't matter how you do it, or why you do it, as long as you DO it. Touch, such a simple, often overlooked capacity that so often take for granted, or selfishly keep all to ourselves. But that's not the point at all!

Touch should be shared, it needs to be shared, and felt and experienced by every living, breathing entity in our lives. By its very nature, it is the single greatest thing we can do, not only for others but also for ourselves. It's a gift to be cherished... and shared!

Of course, for us kinky types, we can satisfy this in all sorts of imaginative ways. Who are you going to reach out for today and how are you going to do it? Who's going to be reaching out for you and in what ways?

Perchance to Dream

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 13:06:00 +0000

She dances a dance of perfection,
merging of soul and steel,
perfection and power,
grace and beauty,
limited by steel,
but freeing her mind.

How great is His power,
how imperceptible is
her aching,
wanting,
longing,
needing.

Briefly disrupted by thoughts,
the tension of chains
brings her focus
back to Him.

She dances a dance of perfection,
perfect rhythm,
perfect steps,
perfect point.

She dances each breath,
every step,
for Him,
and Him alone.

His praise,
His obsession,
His thoughts and
His power
are all that matter
in her life.

She dances the dance of perfection,
but only for Him.

Yet another Flash Fiction Friday! I am eternally thankful for Spanky and the constant delving curiosity that his own muse brings into my life and my blog.

Too Dumb For My Own Good!

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Thu, 01 Oct 2009 13:32:00 +0000

Maybe I'm too dumb to even realize it, and no, I really don't like talking about my childhood, but yes, I absolutely was "spanked" (though that doesn't begin to describe it) as a child, and only now am I beginning to fully realize the effects it might have had on me as an adult. I already knew that it effected my emotional make-up, causing insecurities, fears, and all sorts of other unmentionable -isms and phobias. But apparently, according to recent "scientific research," it affected my IQ as well!

Hey, maybe I should thank my folks... now I have a reason for being "dumb." I have an excuse! I can stand up proudly and admit to being a little slow! No more pressure to live up to my "expectations." Wow! This sure makes me feel better, lol.

The hardest thing for my stupid brain to grasp about all of this recent research is WHY they needed scientific research to prove such a thing in the first place... and WHO in their right mind (without a personal agenda of their own) would even propose such an idea for study?

Oh, well, all this higher thinking has strained my poor brain. I need to go rest now, lol.

Yummy!

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Wed, 30 Sep 2009 14:05:00 +0000

Mmmm... Fall is FINALLY in the air this morning, and it was so incredibly, sensually delightful to walk in the early morning chill, feeling the goose bumps rise eagerly in response to the lower temperature. We lingered outside for longer than usual, just enjoying the surprisingly cooler air, the promise of Fall lurking behind each and every breath of air.

It's coming on my absolute favorite time of year... the feelings, the scents, the yearnings, the sense of peace and harmony and life slowing down. I came inside, shut off the air conditioning for the first time in months and hurriedly went through the house opening the windows. Ah, fresh, cool air! It is indeed a breath of fresh air!

I've been stuck inside for far too long, trapped by the eternal, infernal heat and smothering dryness of summer here in the deep south. I'm craving the open air like a wild animal gasping for breath. I need to feel the rush of the wind, the crisp crackle of leaves beneath my feet; I need to free my soul, for it longs to roam wild and free, unchained, unshackled.

My spirit is restless, wanting more, getting just a taste of the magic this morning, but knowing that it will come to an end all too soon, as the temperature rises and we are forced once again to retreat into our air-conditioned, secluded, isolated world of reality. This is frustrating for me, because I always want things to happen, to change, in an instant, but somehow I just know in my heart that if I approach it differently this time, if I keep myself open and accepting, maybe, just maybe, I can catch the elusive contentment that my soul requires.

I'll leave you with a thought, a quote, a few words to ponder. And I'll go back to relishing the yummy sensation of the fresh air blowing through the open window!

"The major problems in the world are the result of the difference between how nature works and the way people think," by Gregory Bateson.

Husbands Thrive on Spanking

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Tue, 29 Sep 2009 08:00:00 +0000

See? This proves it! Husbands DO thrive on spanking! Yeah, OK, sometimes wives do, too, though it is always beneficial if they both don't feel the exact same urge at the exact same moment, lol. Although that would make for a pretty funny picture, wouldn't it? Just imagine a husband and wife both bare-bottomed and petulent, waiting, bent over the chair or on a pile of pillows on the bed, side-by-side, waiting, waiting, and waiting some more. I wonder which one would get up first...

On the other hand, if they were both feeling the urge to give their partner a profoundly sound spanking, that also raises some interesting questions. Who would get to spank who first? How would they both feel about the spanking then? Would the second "spanker" be more severe because they'd already received their spanking? Would the second "spankee" be more reluctant to bare their own bottom?

Geesh, this whole topic raises so many questions and presents a plethora of thoughts and images in my own mind! Man spanking woman? Woman spanking man? What happens when dominance rises to the surface of both people involved? What about submission? How would this be resolved? Would they draw straws or play rock, paper, scissors or what? Anybody got any ideas?

Putting Life in Perspective

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Sun, 27 Sep 2009 14:01:00 +0000

Sometimes life has a way of putting everything into perspective for you, right in front of your eyes, at the most surprising of times. And yet, when you think back on the moment later, you realize that there was a bigger picture involved, the clues were there all along, even if they went unseen until the "right" moment.

Everything happens for a reason, it really does, but sometimes, those happenings and reasons have us questioning everything we know to be true, all we believe in a rely on. Maybe that's the point... sometimes we just have to rely on faith, whatever that might mean to each and every one of us.

No, I'm not talking about religion, organized or otherwise, but the act of faith, of unconditional, steadfast belief in something beyond yourself, something bigger or stronger or more eternal than you. That's what links us all together at our core, each and every one of us. And once we connect in some way with that belief inside ourselves, great things can and do happen. Even if the circumstances that got us to that point seemed hard or painful or meaningless. In a nutshell, perspective is everything, and our perception of ourselves and the world in which we live is the key to our own personal happiness.

I've Been Inspired...

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Sat, 26 Sep 2009 12:53:00 +0000

Inspiration is action. It involves not only actively using your mind but connecting that with physical activities in real life that motivate others just by their own merits. I'm not sure why this thought came to me this morning, but it is far reaching and more significant than the bounds of my own mind. In fact, it's true on every level, every dynamic within us, within our lives, our relationships, our work and our play, together and apart. It is what keeps us going, each of us, what makes us get up and out of bed, keeps us trudging or dancing or galloping through our respective lives. It is, in fact, profound and eternal, and that is reason enough to cause me to stop to ponder its reality for a even a few moments.

Inspiration vs. Motivation

Leaders inspire people. People motivate themselves. Leaders often fail to understand a simple fact of human nature: people are intrinsically motivated beings. They come to work for two reasons: to earn the economic means to support themselves and their family and to make a difference. And they seek to understand how and why they are making a difference in the workplace. Motivating others is an outside-in approach to leadership that is not sustainable over time because people don’t need motivation. They need inspiration. Inspiring people is an inside-out approach to leadership that is entirely self-sustaining, as people strive to reach their fullest potential.

Deep and profound, isn't it? Inspiration rather than motivation, spurs action. I feel like I should end this nonsensical post by asking you something, but that seems silly, too, so I'll just leave you with a grin and a bounce, and lots of naughty but ever so nice spanking good thoughts!

Inside Looking Out

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Fri, 25 Sep 2009 08:00:00 +0000

True, but how you see yourself influences how others see you, and that might "matter" even more, at least as far as relationship stuff is concerned! Anyway, this thought process was most definitely inspired by Luna, who offered up a truly delectable and thought-provoking Flash Fiction Friday challenge!)
I stand in awe, the sight of myself hardly recognizable; I’m momentarily overwhelmed. With every long, slow intake of breath, I’m merging with the iconic figure in the mirror, absorbing her beauty, her indelible powers of seduction, her flawless dominance. One ragged breath at a time, she becomes me, I become her. My insecurity fades, the glare of the mirror leaves only raw sexuality. The transformation comes full circle, blending inner power, outward dominance, punctuated by tranquil, tender trailing of the lash across my bare flesh and the paper-thin, satin soft feel of the virtually invisible panties caressing my hips.

Five Fingers of Fun

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Thu, 24 Sep 2009 11:02:00 +0000

Today's post took a completely different direction from where it was initially leading, just because I stumbled upon this intriguing image and took the time to read the attached text. Hmmm... by my way of thinking, consensual spanking and kinky sexual games seem to play right into this theory of generating and empowering an intimate connection between lovers. Besides, just think of all the other naughty things we could write on each of those fingers!

To make the article below even more fun to read, every time you come to the word, "intimacy," I suggest substituting the word "spanking"! It makes the entire article even more fun, sensual, kinky, relevant and interesting!

Intimacy by Dr. Ava Cadell

What is intimacy and how can I experience it? This is a universal question that I am asked so often that I’d like to give you my definition of intimacy.

“Let’s start by breaking down the word intimacy and look at it phonetically. Into sounds very inviting doesn’t it? When you get into something, it means you really want to be there, right? What about Me See? You’re saying,“This is ME. See me, all of me because I have nothing to hide.” It’s like having a long zipper from your head to your toes, opening it and saying, “here I am.” Intimacy is about getting rid of protective layers and facades and revealing yourself to someone you truly love.

* Intimacy is not a wild, rapid passion, but a slow burning passion.
* Intimacy doesn’t have to be serious; it can be fun like a Monopoly game. Your goal in Monopoly is to own expensive hotels on Park Place, but you can’t do that until you have purchased some less expensive properties on Baltic Ave. It’s the same with intimacy. Your goal is to connect with someone mentally, emotionally, and sexually, but you have to work your way up to it by taking your time, getting to know your partner, exploring non-sexual areas, and work up to primary erogenous zones.
* For intimacy you need to be 100% present and enjoy the journey as much as the destination.
* When a woman feels intimate with her man, she feels safe and she will surrender herself to him so she can feel ultimate pleasure and satisfaction without any inhibitions.
* For a man intimacy can be better than sex because it takes the pressure off performance and it makes him feel valued by his partner.

As a visual aid to demonstrate the five keys to intimacy, I ask my clients to hold up their prominent hand as we go through each finger to define the five steps to Intimacy:

1. Thumb – When we raise our thumb, what does it symbolize? Everything is OK. Your thumb represents your ego. In order to experience intimacy you need to surrender your ego. Intimacy is not about conquest, but a personal journey with someone you love. So step one is to surrender your ego, let your partner see who you really are, even when you’re feeling vulnerable.

2. Forefinger – When you wag your forefinger at someone or when they wag it at you, what does that represent? This is the finger of authority and knowledge. But what about when you were a child and you pointed your forefinger, what did it represent then? The forefinger is also the finger that was used in the movies ET and Cocoon to touch the extraterrestrials inquisitively. So the second step towards intimacy is to always be curious and willing to learn about your partner’s wants, needs, desires, and fears.

3. Middle finger – What do you think this finger represents? It’s called the “swear finger” and it means “up yours” in slang terms. It’s a sign of defiance! Yet it’s a sign to express how you feel. In relationships men often repress their feelings, especially successful powerful men who learn that success comes from not expressing feelings because that shows weakness. But you cannot experience intimacy without letting down your defenses and opening up your heart. Soften your swear finger and you’ll experience the third step towards intimacy. That is to open up your heart, verbalize, and demonstrate your emotions to your partner because they cannot read your mind.

4. Ring finger – This is the finger that people use to display their wedding ring on. It’s also the finger of hope and trust. You wouldn’t dream of marrying someone you didn’t trust. The forth step to achieving intimacy is for you to earn your partner’s trust and respect by being non-judgmental and unconditionally supportive and loving. A prelude to this is to trust and respect you because if you don’t, then you can’t expect your partner to either.

5. Pinky – What do you think of when you wave your pinky finger? As children we interlock pinkies when we want to keep a promise, so let’s apply this finger to the fifth step to intimacy as the promise of a deeper connection through open and honest communication. Make time for quality communication with your partner every single day where you both take turns talking, listening and acknowledging each other.

5 Steps to Intimacy

Remember the five steps to Intimacy and think of intimacy like an artichoke. You have to peel off the layers and savor them before you can devour the succulent tender heart.

Feeling Sexually Vulnerable

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Wed, 23 Sep 2009 12:43:00 +0000

I find myself constantly amazed at my own feelings and state of mind these days. I awake every morning to find myself feeling less and less outwardly, obviously sick, but the toll it has taken on my lungs has carried over. I feel as if I'm just watching the world play out before my eyes, waiting quietly, sitting, watching, with a wonder and a vulnerability that I don't usually permit myself to exhibit.

The truth is that I AM feeling vulnerable, because of the exhausting duration of this lingering cough and congestion. But, as with the cough, my feelings of vulnerability have delved ever so much deeper into my soul. My sexually dreams and fantasies and thoughts are purely passive and submissive now, with little resistance or complaint, just unadulterated compliance and an open mind to whatever occurs (or doesn't occur).

I DO feel like playing, or at least, being played with, lol, but I would never ask for such a thing. That would defeat the purpose! At some point, Dante's dominance will come out to play and then we will both be satisfied.

At a Loss for Words

noreply@blogger.com (Tiggs) — Tue, 22 Sep 2009 12:42:00 +0000

Sorry, folks, but I'm at a loss for words today. All the thoughts in my head are jumbled and entangled, and I'm still running a bit too short on oxygen with each breath to do much about it. But since you took time out of your busy day to stop by, I thought I'd re-post a sampling of creative snippets from the past.

Maybe something will strike your fancy, maybe not. Either way, hopefully, it will lead to a swift return of my poetic muse... oh, and just for the sake of being repetitive and obvious, all poetry (and everything else written here) is copyright me, Tiggr d'Amore.

Dancing in the Dark

Darkness falls,
velvety soft,
as scents of nature
fill the night,
pleading to be
felt,
heard,
tasted
and touched.

Unseen grows the passion,
seductive longing,
unbridled,
unchained.

Raw as the night,
but softer than silk,
her torment grows
even as her pleading stills.

Race from the sun,
run with the moon,
prowl the earth
and explore realms
unseen.

She is the darkness,
she breathes its fire,
she basks in its peace,
she is unseen,
unheard,
untouched,
as she dances
in the dark.

This was inspired first by Dante but also by Bruce Springsteen (the original Dancing in the Dark master of words).

Water Play
Dripping wet attraction,
playful, passionate power...
water controls my moods,
takes hold of my heart,
empowers my senses
and rocks my world.

How I long to play,
to float, to swim,
to dive, to splash
with you amongst
the waves, the wet,
the water.

My spirit craves the water
just as my soul yearns for you;
Together they merge
into a force unseen,
limitless, timeless
and beautiful.

Broken
Fractured, shattered.

Broken.

Rebuilt, renewed

Then broken again.

Who am I?

A sum of all parts?

Or part of a sum?

Silent and verbose,

Passive yet aggressive,

Internalizing yet reaching out.

Who am I?

Broken.

Shattered, fractured.

Just like broken glass.

By the way, folks, this is not a "bad" poem, nor is it any indication of me feeling bad, about myself or anything else. It's just me, trying in my best little Tiggry way, to sort through some stuff in my head. In other words, it's just a glimpse (scary as it might be) into my naughty little red head!

Slave-Lover
Tormented and teased
I lie bound
At your mercy –
Straining
To meet your lips,
The release of your
Fingers.

I am your Slave –
Ravage me.

Can you tell what's on my mind today? *grins and bounces*