I don't believe it - I arranged a spanking date for the weekend but my top was totally useless! He failed to spank me despite my best efforts to provoke him. I guess I'll just have to spank myself... but I wish there was a big strong man here to tell me in commanding tones to bend over and bare my bottom for the thrashing of my life. Somehow, it's never quite the same when I spank myself.

Still, I do my best - reddening my bottom with the hardest smacks I can deliver with my hands, hairbrush and wooden ruler. The trouble is, that a pink stinging bottom doesn't end my frustration....

I don't believe it - I arranged a spanking date for the weekend but my top was totally useless! He failed to spank me despite my best efforts to provoke him. I guess I'll just have to spank myself... but I wish there was a big strong man here to tell me in commanding tones to bend over and bare my bottom for the thrashing of my life. Somehow, it's never quite the same when I spank myself.

Still, I do my best - reddening my bottom with the hardest smacks I can deliver with my hands, hairbrush and wooden ruler. The trouble is, that a pink stinging bottom doesn't end my frustration... in fact, it just makes it worse. I work hard to make my bottom and sensitive thighs pink and sore, and at the end of it I'm *really* turned on. If only I had someone here to take me over his lap and then give me a good hard fucking! I'll have to make do with what I have ... my hands, the slippery handle of my hairbrush, and a very, very kinky imagination! I play with my wet pussy, fucking myself with the handle of the hairbrush I used to spank myself, until I have a big, wet, slippery orgasm!