'Spanking' Fantasy versus Reality

Anastasia Vitsky is hosting the Spanking romance round table discussion discussion this week. I thought I would join in. The topic is interesting to me. What about you? 

Fantasy versus reality as it pertains to spanking.

Reality is the state of things as they exist. It's what you see, hear, and experience.

Fantasy is an imagined or conjured up sequence fulfilling a psychological need; daydream.

I often think that in indulging our fantasy we understand what we desire more in real life. Using our imagination we can make everything turn out perfectly. Many successful people visualize the life they wish for. Is that unfulfilled fantasy, or a way to create a more joyful life? We are often told to live the life we wish. If we are sad the advice is to fake it until we make it. Is that fantastical thinking? Maybe it is embracing the fantasy to create a more satisfying reality.

Most of our life we envision the future we will have.

 ie… When I am this age I will do or have this… “This” will be my career….I will marry…or not…have children….never have children.

 What about in spanking…TTWD….DD?

Spanking in romantic relationships is/was always a part of my secret desire. I often fought that wish tooth and nail in ‘real life’ and yet indulged my need in books creating stories and dreams.

My Scotsman is a spanker, but it isn’t really a DD relationship. In Our TTWD there is a bit of reeling me in, irritation when I do things that are dangerous, stress relief, and erotic spankings.

It isn’t always like the stories. Sometimes it is. Fantasy is different from reality. What is helpful is recognizing your relationship, who you are together and separately.

Sometimes it is like this:

Spankings filled with frustration, impatience, and dissatisfaction.

Me:  “No I don’t want this now, I am not in the mood!”

“Wait! That hurts”

“Sheesh what a wimpy smack!”

 “ Ooops!”

Him: “ENOUGH!! Put your legs down, move your hands.”

Me: Not saying here!

Other times it is like this:

Spankings filled with resolution, laughter and closeness.

Him: “Let’s go into the room and have some fun….”

Me: “ Sigh.” *Smile*

Him: “I think you need some stress relief.”

Me: Like a balloon slowly releasing air as all the stress leaves my body…

For me it is okay that it is not always perfect. That is real life.

 I think fantasy is perfectly natural and can bring us closer and enrich our lives. The problem is when we trade fantasy for our reality. That can be harmful. 

What Greater Love!

                                             


"Let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit." Kahlil Gibran

Cinnamon oil "spanking"

Promise me ---- LAUGH TO YOURSELF!

Gah…and…. Ahh…. forget it, after I out myself you will all go to town ROTFLYBO!

                                                

Let me preface this post by saying…. I actually believe I am a capable intelligent woman.

I do! I mean-- I am! I have a family and a job with lots of responsibility.

I do!

You are probably wondering what the heck I am gonna confess to doing!

I sometimes IMPULSIVELY do silly things when taking care of ME. Moving furniture…falling…and so on…

Are you surprised I did something stupid? Probably not.

After all…. I am the woman who said …see that lap, and wore her pants inside-out to work!

It all started with Ms Ana, and then Cat, our ‘wise woman of TTWD knowledge.’

Ana is writing a new story that is taking place in the ‘Castle’ Maren Smith's series. It is fantastic of course. In the story she talks about Cinnamon oil. 

Now she and Cat conferred about Cinnamon oil and its uses for heating a naughty bottom.

I wasn’t paying close attention to their discussion. I will pay attention from now on!

I believed this oil to be a nice warming massage. 

Lo and behold I received a gift in the mail after Christmas that contained cinnamon bark oil from our very dear Ms Ana!

(She is no longer ‘dear’ to me….evil yes!)

Any how I thought I would experiment a bit….. I took about two tablespoons of coconut oil and put a drop or two of cinnamon oil in a little cup. I placed a bit on my bum….with gloves.

AND Nothing happened.

I went to bed thinking I must have a granite butt! Mind you Mr. Scotsman has been heating my behind with swats and swats…not bad…so…I didn't think!

The next day after having a lazy morning I decided to take my shower.

 I thought hmmmmm... maybe I will try the oil again, after my shower.

Then my SMART self…choke…thought to add more Cinnamon oil to the already two tablespoons of coconut oil infused with just a tiny bit of cinnamon.

I added 15-20 more drops. YES.

After my shower I dipped my gloved finger into a bit of the oil and gently rubbed a bit onto my behind. BOTH CHEEKS....Two dips later!

Ummmm.... ugh....

Ohhhhh….I felt something…

Then I felt MORE!!!! I began to pat my butt with my towel……YIKES!!!! 

YIKES!!!! OUCHIE!!!! EEEK! I stamped my feet and wiggled!

I couldn’t stand it!

Frantically I dropped the towel. I jumped back into the tub, getting on all fours angling my red arse under the faucet.

I could barely move. The water at first was freezing….Not helping! I reached around the best I could and adjusted the temperature….still not working. I grabbed the bar soap and soaped and soaped up the affected area….ahemmmm. 

Thankfully no personal bits were harmed!

Finally…..

RELIEF!!!!

OMGGGGGGGGGGGosh!!!!!

Now when I shared with my darling he was absolutely dumbfounded.

“What were you thinking?”

 Not sure I was thinking.

Some massage!

Yes Ana and Cat were not sure what to say after they laughed and laughed!

Are there other uses for Cinnamon oil?

What about you all? Laughing?

I will say you are ultra sensitive to spanking even after the oil is gone!