The time came and I headed back to the lobby. The manager helped me find NBC on the TV and R and I were ready for our bi-annual tradition of watching the Days of Our Lives Friday episode. Anyone who knows anything about soaps knows that the Friday episode is the most important. Every other day they repeat themselves over and over but on Friday the storyline usually moves up a bit. I'm happy to have R as a DOOL ally because I've taken a lot of flack from people in the past years for watching it. At times I've even been outvoted and sports took over the TV. Just terrible.
I'm a logical person and am perfectly aware that soaps are ridiculous. That's part of the fun. We laugh about the storyline, try to recall how many times someone has been in a coma, and calculate E.J.'s blinks per minute. He can blink all he wants, he's still sexy. Toward the end of the episode more people had arrived and were checking in, milling about the lobby greeting each other. It got harder to hear so thank goodness they usually repeat the last few minutes of Friday in the beginning of the Monday episode. When it finished, Joey had arrived to take R away for their own DOOL scene. Very creative fellow, that Joey. He wrote about it here.
It was coming up now and we went to a booth in the back to talk for a minute. Being early in the weekend still and our first time playing it was decided that it would be a lighter scene. I bent over a chair and he started spanking me with his hand. This was still even over my jeans but I quickly realized that he was not exaggerating when he'd said he has been told he has a pretty hard hand. He does! My jeans came down and he resumed with his hand which was now even stingier across my bottom. After being well warmed up for the day we ended with a hug and plans to play later on in the weekend.
Wonder Woman was in trouble for reckless flying of her invisible plane. Hey, sometimes a girl needs to get somewhere quickly to stop all those bad guys! BV sat on the bed and I went across his lap. He flipped up the skirt and pulled my panties down and started spanking me with his hand. I love long hand spankings and the positioning let me remain comfortable. The implements came out later and I think each one was tested. A few leather and wood items. I even let a plastic paddle briefly make contact with me. It wasn't awful but I still don't like plastic. My bottom was definitely stinging at that point. We took a few pictures and ended with a hug.
Mr. R wandered outside at one point and asked me to make one for him. He doesn't like Peeps to begin with. Should I have seen this was a trap? He tried it and was a little overzealous in saying how terrible it was. I said that he was the one who asked to try one and he said that the person giving it to him is still in trouble. *eyeroll* Top logic (noun)- faulty reasoning that results in someone getting spanked. He went back inside and it never did come up again that night.
|The SCONY time machine|
I took my jeans down and bent over the time machine. That's not a sentence you can use every day! He started with his hand which is the kind of hand that almost makes you want to just get to the implements already. Very hard and stingy. He switched to the strap and my opinion stayed the same. It did definitely sting but made a lot of noise. Testing was complete and we hugged. I went to my room to change to a swimsuit to join a few others in the hot tub. Probably not the best way to treat a sore bottom but oh well. I was down there for quite a while, even outlasting a few notorious nonsleepers. Three of us remained and ended up having one of those very long and insightful late night chats about top/bottom dynamics among other things. Finally heading up to bed I saw it was nearly 5:30 in the morning! I got a quick bedtime spanking and back rub from Mr. B and was soon unconscious. Saturday would be a loooong day.