Spanks a lot

A somewhat mixed outcome to my own Spanksgiving celebrations.

Did I mention the other day that I promise to spank the shit out of Emmy's ass? My brain is so frazzled at the moment that I genuinely can't remember and I don't have the energy to go back and check myself. 

So, let's just assume that I imagined doing that and I'll quickly get you up to speed. For some reason, which I also can't remember, probably something related to stealing my clothes for Titty Tuesday, I promised Emmy that I would give her a good Spanksgiving spanking. And yes, it was a promise, not a threat, because Emmy was very keen to receive some furry from my hand. 

Now that we're all caught up, let's jump to yesterday and, despite having a lot going on and no where near enough time to get it all done, I was determined to make good on my promise. 

Perhaps fate had other ideas, as Emmy found herself in a similar situation, with lots going on. That left us with previous little time for our spanking delights, with us just managing a short window of time just before Emmy had to disappear for her lunch plans. 

I barely even got warmed up, not even managing to connect my hand with any bare flesh, but at least I had been able to deliver on the core part of my promise to deliver some spanking. My hope was that we would be able to reconvene a little later when things had calmed down a little for both of us for me to deliver on the part of the promise which would leave her unable to sit down the to the ferocity of my spanking.

And reconvene we did. Although, that did not quite go where I had intended it. Instead, I was the one who was getting the spanks. Mostly because I was just desperate to celebrate Spanksgiving one way or another, even if it meant offering myself as tribute, which I duly did. 

A momentous occasion you could say, since, for all the years that I've been celebrating Spanksgiving, it was the first time that I can recall that I was actually on the receiving end. And that has not been a conscious decision to always be the giver. It's just how it has always panned out. 

Truth is, I do rather like a bit of spanking. In the heat of the moment, when a partner has me on all fours whilst they pound me from behind, I had zero objections to having my butt tenderised by some nice, firm spanks to make it really sensitive for every time my partner's body claps against me has they drive their manhood deep inside. So I urged Emmy to give me her hardest spanks.   

First the left cheek and then the right. But that was all I got. Apparently my arse is made of sterner stuff than Emmy's hand. Those 2 stinging strikes were all she could manage before having to give up. I'll have to get her in training ahead of next year's celebration!