Thursday, October 31, 2013

Announcing Spank or Treat Winners



Thanks everyone who stopped by and read my story. Anyone who left an answer to my question was entered into my drawing to win an Amazon giftcard.

The winners were picked at random and they are:

Binz

Elizabeth Marie

I will be emailing you shortly with your giftcards!!

So my question was "Have you ever used sex as a device to distract?"
Really I just wanted to be sure you scrolled all the way to the end of my post. Can I say I was little surprised by the amount of No's?? I mean really? I sort of thought everyone did--- you're all making me feel like a bad person.

I like Tara Finnegan's answer of "Isn't that what we've got asses and boobies for??" Yes, I agree and I think anyone who said no is a liar. (Just to make myself feel better.)

Anyway, Happy Halloween you crazy spanksters. Thanks for playing and visiting my blog :)

Now go eat some chocolate!

Friday, October 25, 2013

A Teasing Treat- Free Spanking Story #SpankorTreat




It's time for Spank or Treat! Make sure you visit all the other blogs and leave a comment so you can win some awesome prizes!

Thanks to my friends Katherine Deane and Corinne Alexander for the inspiration for this story. (They're also giving away prizes this weekend, go visit them.)

My little story today features Roxy and Trevor from my book Cursed Waters.


A Teasing Treat

“I need help.” Roxy walked out of the bathroom. She held her newly purchased corset against the front of her body. The hooks running down the back made it impossible for her to get the garment on herself. She caught Trevor's stunned expression and felt deeply satisfied by his reaction. Her plan was already working.

“You can't go out in that,” Trevor replied coolly. She felt her knees go weak at his comment.

She turned her back so he could reach the hooks, giving him a perfect view of her thong clad butt. She looked at him over her shoulder. “I'm putting a dress over it. Can you close me up?”

Trevor came up behind her and she heard him suck in a breath as his hand caressed her ass. He fumbled with the clasps and pulled the corset closed with a bit more force than necessary as he hooked her together. “Don't think I don't know what you're doing.” He whispered in her ear.

Roxy turned around to face him as she adjusted the corset. She tried her best to look innocent, but knew she was failing miserably. “Really? What am I doing?”

He raised an eyebrow at her, but didn't respond. He went back to the other side of the room where he continued dressing himself. Roxy took one last appreciative glance at her handsome boyfriend getting into his crisp suit. Something about Trevor in a suit made her heart beat just a little bit faster. She turned her back to him again, resuming her game. She picked up one black, thigh-high stocking, selected to match her black corset with the red lace trim. Roxy slid the silky material through her hand before she bent forward to slip it onto her foot. She stuck her butt out as she bent and had to pause to keep from losing her balance as she tried to shimmy the stocking up her leg. Getting dressed sexily was harder than she thought. She stood back up and fiddled with the clasp on the garter. They seemed more trouble than they were worth, but she knew Trevor enjoyed them.

She didn't want to chance glancing back at him. She hoped he had stopped what he was doing and was watching her every move. She was trying to seduce him by putting more clothes on, rather than taking them off. Having secured the front clasp, she moved to the back one. The clasp kept slipping out of her hand and she had to bend in a way that made the corset dig into her ribs. She paused, standing back up to catch her breath. Her hair and make up had already been meticulously done and she didn't want to ruin her efforts by wrestling with her own undergarments.

“Put the other one on.” Trevor's command came from across the room. She turned and looked at him questioningly. “Just like you did the first.” He sat on the bed and leaned back on his elbows, ready to enjoy the show before him.

Roxy felt heat creep across her cheeks. She pushed aside a pang of guilt and reached for the second stocking. She ran it through her hand again, feeling the silkiness slip through her fingers. She bent forward, a bit more exaggerated this time and wiggled her butt for good measure. When she lifted her foot off the ground she lost her balance and let out a squeal as she swayed to the side.

She felt Trevor's hands steadying her hips and bringing her back to center. She dug her toes into the carpet, still bent forward. Trevor's hands were warm on her naked hips and he shifted her back into him. She felt the evidence of his arousal brush against her ass.

“Go ahead. Slip it on. I've got you.” His voice sounded hoarse. She slipped her foot into the stocking and slowly rose as she slid it up her leg. When she stood straight up her head swam and she leaned her weight back into him for support. He traced the edge of her lacy stocking tops. She shivered under his touch. “Can you manage the front one?”

Roxy nodded and began working the clasp. She froze when she felt Trevor's hand reach inside the top of her corset. He pulled on her nipple and she let out a moan. She felt his chest rumble against her as he chuckled at her reaction. “Am I distracting you?” he whispered against her ear before sucking her lobe into his mouth.

She whimpered in response and leaned her head towards his mouth.

“Annoying, isn't it?”

Roxy had the fleeting thought that the tables had just been turned on her, but she didn't much care at the moment. Her intention had been to get Trevor worked up before leaving the apartment. Then suggesting on their way that they could slip out of his familial obligation early so they could attend to their 'needs'. Once that was done it would still be early enough for them to make an appearance at Lisa's Halloween party- which she had to put off this year because of Trevor. It had been an excellent plan until she realized she was getting worked up quicker than Trevor was.

He tugged her towards the bed. “You seem to be having some trouble getting yourself dressed.” He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her towards him. “Do you want me to help with the back clasps?”

Roxy didn't have a chance to get any words out before he tugged her down across his lap. Her upper body lay across the bed and her legs dangled over Trevor's thighs. She let out a breath when he ran his hand up the back of her stocking clad leg. She felt him tug on one garter and deftly hook it to her stocking top. He repeated the process to the other. She didn't fail to notice that he hooked the clasps much quicker than she had, she wondered how much practice he had at this.

She pushed herself up to stand. Trevor pushed her back down and made a disapproving noise. He held her waist firmly with one arm and let the his other hand roam freely over the backs of her legs and ass. He snapped one of the garter straps against her leg and she jumped.
“I love these.” He traced the garter strap up her thigh.

“I know.” She let out the giggle she had been holding in, arching her back and sticking her ass up in the air, she was rewarded with a sharp slap to her right cheek.

Trevor's hand wandered between her legs and his fingers caressed her over her lacy thong. The lace rubbing against her sensitive core caused enough friction to throw her into a frenzy. He took his hand away and began lightly spanking her.

Roxy let out a moan. “Was your plan to tease me?” he asked as he continued spanking her.

He gave her two harder smacks and her head shot up off the mattress. “Answer the question, Roxy.”

“Ahh,” was her only reply.

Trevor laughed and smacked her again, a little harder. Her legs shot out behind her.

“Yesss, I was teasing you.”

Trevor ran his hand over her warmed cheeks. She sighed under his touch.

“We agreed to skip the Halloween party because tonight was important to me.” He had dropped his playful tone. “Are you changing your mind?”

Roxy's heart squeezed. She knew tonight was important to Trevor, that was why she agreed to go. She let herself get caught up in her own selfishness and tried to manipulate him into going to a silly costume party.

“No, I still want to go with you.” His hand stopped massaging her and just rested his hand on her lower back.

“Then what's all this about?”

Not knowing how else to explain it, she decided to come clean. “I thought I would let you see what I had on underneath. Knowing you would like it, I was going to suggest you take me home early and help me out of it,” she paused, hesitating to admit the end. “Then I thought maybe it would be early enough to make it to Lisa's party.”

Trevor shifted beneath her and she thought he was letting her up. Instead he sandwiched her legs between his legs and pulled her in closer to him. Roxy knew this position didn't bode well for her.

“I'm really sorry,” she started, but stopped when his hand came cracking down across her exposed cheeks. She wriggled and writhed under his onslaught of spanks. It seemed the more she tried to get out of his hold the harder he spanked her. Finally, she gave up. Roxy let her face fall into the bed as she fought to keep her tears at bay. She didn't want Trevor to be angry with her and she really didn't want to ruin her make up.

He stopped spanking and smoothed his hand over her ass. “Don't try to manipulate me again.”

“I won't, I'm sorry,” she promised.

Trevor lifted her off of his lap and laid her back on the bed. Roxy was surprised to see he was smiling when she looked up.

“Although, if you were going to try again, this would be the right thing to wear,” he said as he ran his hands down her corset.

“You're not mad?” Roxy felt relief flood her.

He gave her a crooked smile as he dropped his pants to the floor and climbed over her. “I was never mad. I knew what you were doing right from the beginning.” He leaned down and kissed her hard.
“Then why'd you spank me so hard?”

“I was exacting my revenge, you little tease.”

Roxy felt his hardened length pressed against her thigh. Trevor pulled her panties to the side as she guided him into her. He let out a groan and she lifted her hips off the bed to take him deeper.

He slid his hands underneath, gripping her chastised bottom as he pumped in and out. Roxy could feel herself starting to come apart. She had been on the edge of orgasm over his knee, and now it continued to build. She cried out as her body tensed and shook, vaguely aware of Trevor reaching his own release as she came back to her senses.

She felt his cock pulsing inside of her as he collapsed onto her chest. She put her arms around his broad shoulders and felt herself drifting off to sleep when Trevor sat up.

“We're going to be late.” He pulled her up and quickly began dressing. She stood in a daze until he shot her a look. “Get dressed. If I bring you to my grandfather's 90th birthday party looking like that you'll give him a heart attack.”

She blushed as she looked down at her carefully chosen undergarments. She turned towards the closet and heard Trevor laugh. “Although, I did a really good job making your ass the same color as the red on your corset. I could show off my handiwork.”

It was her turn to glare at him and he just laughed in reply as she pulled her dress over her head. They dressed in silence and collected their things before
meeting at the front door.

“We can still try to make it to the party later unless you'd rather just come
home and go to bed.” Trevor winked at her.

“I have been a really bad girl,” her face flushed as she spoke, “I wouldn't be surprised if I got sent to bed early.”

Trevor smiled and pulled her out into the crisp October night.  


 Roxy Wilson is going through the motions. She's running her deceased grandmother's psychic readings shop, but she's not a psychic. Hoping to expand and just become a gift shop, she contacts her ex-boyfriend, Trevor Dale. Only she doesn't anticipate the feelings she's still having for him after four years of separation.
Trevor could never get Roxy out of his system, and now with her so close to him again, he's reluctant to let her go. But a 40 year- old curse involving evil spells and zombies overtaking the small, seaside town of Ocean Pointe may put a stop to any sort of romantic reunion.
Can Roxy and Trevor break the curse and save their town from zombies? Find
out in Cursed Waters!
Warning: This book contains spankings and anal play between two consenting adults. If you are offended by this subject matter, please do not read this.
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Thursday, October 24, 2013

Let the Pimpage Continue!


Katherine Deane has me over on her blog today. I am pretty shameless when it comes to other people pimping out my book for me!

Stop by and read an excerpt from Cursed Waters. Then stay and click around Katherine's blog, it's a fun place to be and she posts some of the best interviews and reviews for spanking fiction!



Wednesday, October 23, 2013

The Color of Her Panties


A little Hump Day- Kissing in the dark- Sexy underwear excerpt for you!

Excerpt:
 He took her in his arms and laid her back on the bed. He finally had some time to spend with Roxy alone and down to her underwear in bed and he couldn't even see her. Trevor ran his hands up and down her body, feeling his way around the parts he couldn't see. He felt her soft skin under his hands, his finger found the edge of her bra cup and he brought his mouth down to it, running his tongue along the edge before he pushed it down to expose her breast. He used his tongue to seek out her hardened nipple, drawing it into his mouth as she gasped and writhed beneath him. He freed her other breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers before he trailed his hand down her body. She was practically convulsing under him, and she pushed his hand down to the top of her panties.
They felt silky to the touch, and he could feel a lace edge to them. Trevor released her nipple from his mouth and brought his head up.
“What color are they?” he whispered as he ran his finger back and forth across her stomach, just inside the elastic.
“What color do you want them to be?” she answered back, in a mock sultry tone, losing her composure and giggling at the end.
He withdrew his hand from her panties, bringing his hand up and placing a smack somewhere on her mid- thigh.
“Ow,” she squealed. But she was still laughing.
“Don't be such a smart ass,” he said, even as he was running his hand up and down her leg, where he believed he had slapped her. “You're just lucky I can't see anything right now or you'd be getting one hell of a spanking.”
“Why?” She wasn't laughing anymore, and her hand found his in the dark, holding it in place. “Oh, they're blue, okay? I was only kidding, geez.”
“That isn't why,” he answered and shook his head, but remembered she couldn't see him. Trevor felt with his hands for the edges of her body and pushed up, bringing himself over her. He propped himself up on his forearms, which he placed on either side of her head. He knew he would be looking into her eyes if he could see her, but feeling the heat of her body under his was a pretty good substitute.
“I think you need it. I think you need to know that I'm back and I'm not leaving again.” He heard her suck in a gasp as he leaned down, trailing soft kisses along her jawline and Roxy moaned.
“That's a weird way to ask me to get back together with you, Trevor,” she replied. Her voice sounding strained as she tried to stay calm beneath him.
“I'm not asking. You're mine. You always have been.” He paused before saying, “I'm not letting you push me away again.”
Roxy didn't respond and Trevor worried he had crossed the line. He was banking on her giving into him, obviously she had a say in whether they got back together or not. But this kind of talk had always turned her on and that was exactly what he was trying to do. He decided to push on.
“Is that what you want, Roxy?” He brought his mouth down towards her ear, and let his hand drift under her, finding her one ass cheek he squeezed, “Do you want me to spank your pretty, little ass until you tell me yes?”
Roxy let out a moan in response.  

Blurb:

 Roxy Wilson is going through the motions. She's running her deceased grandmother's psychic readings shop, but she's not a psychic. Hoping to expand and just become a gift shop, she contacts her ex-boyfriend, Trevor Dale. Only she doesn't anticipate the feelings she's still having for him after four years of separation.
Trevor could never get Roxy out of his system, and now with her so close to him again, he's reluctant to let her go. But a 40 year- old curse involving evil spells and zombies overtaking the small, seaside town of Ocean Pointe may put a stop to any sort of romantic reunion.
Can Roxy and Trevor break the curse and save their town from zombies? Find out in Cursed Waters!
Warning: This book contains spankings and anal play between two consenting adults. If you are offended by this subject matter, please do not read this.

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Tuesday, October 22, 2013

The Thrill of the Tease


I love to be teased. I can fully admit that. It is part of the reason why I ended up with the husband I have- he teases me, relentlessly.

And I love every second of it.

Say we are walking through the kitchen section of a store. Oh look, a heavy wooden cutting board with a handle on it.

He picks it up and swings it a few times, wiggling his eyebrows at me suggestively. I blush furiously and grab his arm, wrestling it out of his hands and putting it back on the shelf before any other shoppers see him.

But I love it! I am giggling and turned on, and love that he is teasing me. It's just fun.

It's not any wonder I became good friends with Natasha Knight. Have you read her blog when she puts a new book out?? Teasers galore, it kills me! (But I love it.)

She invited me over to her blog today, and I am trying really hard to take a page out of her book and tease the hell out of everyone. Do you mind stopping over to see if I succeeded?

Natasha Knight- Spanking and BDSM Romance

Monday, October 21, 2013

It's Out!!

Yay! My book, Cursed Waters, is officially out!

I'm over at Spanking Romance Reviews today talking about what I like and dislike about Halloween. So go visit me and say hi!

Hope everyone had a nice weekend. After writing and editing, and then formatting and publishing- I finally feel like I can come up for air! And maybe read a little too :)


Friday, October 18, 2013

#satspanks 10-19

Big News- Cursed Waters will be available this weekend, so be sure to check it out!


In this snippet we meet up with Trevor and Roxy right after Trevor has found her doing something he explicitly asked her not to. But Roxy still doesn't think he's right and she's not backing down.

 Her jeans were wet up to her mid thigh, there was really no worse feeling than wet jeans against your skin. She watched as Trevor rifled through his back pack and took out the wooden spoon. Okay, there were things that felt worse than wet jeans.
“I told you to sit down, but I guess you're not really in the mood to listen.” Trevor bumped her shoulder as he brushed past her and Roxy fisted her hands at her sides. It would have felt good to take a swing at him. It also would have been monumentally stupid.

Cursed Waters Blurb: 
Roxy Wilson is going through the motions. She's running her deceased grandmother's psychic readings shop, but she's not a psychic. Hoping to expand and just become a gift shop, she contacts her ex-boyfriend, Trevor Dale. Only she doesn't anticipate the feelings she's still having for him after four years of separation.
Trevor could never get Roxy out of his system, and now with her so close to him again, he's reluctant to let her go. But a 40 year- old curse involving evil spells and zombies overtaking the small, seaside town of Ocean Pointe may put a stop to any sort of romantic reunion.
Can Roxy and Trevor break the curse and save their town from zombies? Find out in my upcoming release Cursed Waters.
Warning: This book contains spankings and anal play between two consenting adults. If you are offended by this subject matter please do not read this.

Stop by all the other Sat Spankers as well!

Spank Me, Please? A Round Table Post




Katherine Deane wants to know “Who brought spanking into the relationship?”

Visit the main post at Spanking Romance Reviews.

If you've read my blog at all, you already know I am the resident spanko around these parts and my loving husband is sweet enough to oblige me. So to answer the question, I was the one who brought spanking into the relationship. How it happened though is a bit more interesting.

Mr. McKay just reminded me of something that occurred earlier on in our relationship.

We had just gotten back together and we were both in our early twenties. We both still lived with our parents and siblings and we had a window of opportunity. There was lots of clawing and grabbing (I do miss the frenzied roughness of unscheduled love making!). At some point I end up on top and he (accidentally, or so he says) smacked my ass. I completely froze. I was staring down at him in wide eyed shock. I obviously knew I was a spanko, I dreamt of him spanking me, but never in a million years did I think this would ever happen. We both sort of ignored it after the fleeting moment of shock (he admits he was afraid I was going to slap him).

Much later on, I finally mustered up enough courage to bring it up. I mention that he had smacked me and I added, “I sort of liked it.” He immediately says it was an accident and starts apologizing and promises he'll never do it again. “Oh, right, right, I was just kidding anyway,” is my reply. Ugh.

And so began our dance of me halfway admitting to my spanking kink- testing the waters I guess. And then immediately pulling it back or laughing it off. “I'm sure SOME people are into that sort of thing, but not me.” Laughs nervously.

In seeing there is a whole tab of spanking porn on the website we are perusing.
“Oh wow, look at this category. Spanking? Is that a thing people like?”
He shrugs in response, having long ago lost interest in the laptop screen as he is now trying to remove my pants.
I continue clicking- wanting so bad to watch a video.
“Well, I guess enough people are into it, as it has an entire tab dedicated to it.”
Still no response.
“Not me though. That would just be WEIRD, right?”

This all built up into the fateful night when I finally got drunk enough to voice my need. Thank God I didn't live during Prohibition (although, let's face it, we probably would have ran a Speakeasy), or some time when it would have been frowned upon for me to get drunk and kinky.

But now that my husband has brought up that he remembers this first encounter when he accidentally smacked my ass during sex, it makes me think he knew the whole time. Which sort of annoys me. He was just letting me sweat it out- it would have been so much easier if he just told me he knew.


Then again, that would have been asking him to embrace my kink before I was even embracing it. I am not sure what my reaction would have been if he just told me he wanted to spank me. Fantasy me is thinking this would have been the hottest thing ever. Real me probably would have told him to go to hell. You can't force someone out of their kink closet before they are good and ready, because they will just deny it all and call you the pervert.

Thanks so much for dropping by- be sure to visit all the other Round Table Posts this week. Leave a comment too, we love to discuss!!


Monday, October 14, 2013

Cursed Waters- Cover Reveal!

My new book Cursed Waters will be out in the upcoming weeks. I wanted to share the cover my awesome husband made. He's pretty talented, I think I'll keep him.


 Roxy Wilson is going through the motions. She's running her deceased grandmother's psychic readings shop, but she's not a psychic. Hoping to expand and just become a gift shop, she contacts her ex-boyfriend, Trevor Dale. Only she doesn't anticipate the feelings she's still having for him after four years of separation.
Trevor could never get Roxy out of his system, and now with her so close to him again, he's reluctant to let her go. But a 40 year- old curse involving evil spells and zombies overtaking the small, seaside town of Ocean Pointe may put a stop to any sort of romantic reunion.

Can Roxy and Trevor break the curse and save their town from zombies? Find out in my upcoming release Cursed Waters, out later this month!

Warning: This book contains spankings and anal play between two consenting adults. If you are offended by this subject matter please do not read this.


Friday, October 11, 2013

Crisis Mode- #satspanks


Hi Sat Spankers! This is a small part from my new book Cursed Waters- due out later this month. Roxy and Trevor realize something very strange is going on in their town, Ocean Pointe. They also can't find their friend Seaweed. While trying to come up with a plan Trevor tells Roxy what he expects from her, or what she can expect in return should she not heed his advice.

 “Are you agreeing to stick with me?” He slid his hand up the back of her leg, snaking up her shorts and taking her ass in his hand. “I won't hesitate to remind you,” he said as he gave her cheek a squeeze.
“No way, you're not allowed to just spank me because you feel like it,” she protested and pushed his hand away.
“A natural disaster, a missing person, and strange people inexplicably roaming the sidewalks.” Trevor pulled her close against him and placed a kiss on her lips. “We're in crisis mode, babe. Rules don't apply, and I will spank your ass if you get out of line.” He winked at her and sauntered across the room, stifling a laugh at her stunned expression.

Blurb for Cursed Waters:

 Roxy Wilson is going through the motions. She's running her deceased grandmother's psychic readings shop, but she's not a psychic. Hoping to expand and just become a gift shop, she contacts her ex-boyfriend, Trevor Dale. Only she doesn't anticipate the feelings she's still having for him after four years of separation.
Trevor could never get Roxy out of his system, and now with her so close to him again, he's reluctant to let her go. But a 40 year- old curse involving evil spells and zombies overtaking the small, seaside town of Ocean Pointe may put a stop to any sort of romantic reunion.
Can Roxy and Trevor break the curse and save their town from zombies? Find out in my upcoming release Cursed Waters, out later this month!

Make sure to visit all of the other Saturday Spankings! Thanks for stopping by :)

Announcing Spank or Treat 2013


IF THE BROOMSTICK FITS, RIDE IT!!! 
Do you like spanking stories, prizes, and Halloween? Do you miss the days when kids came to your door asking for candy, or when you were young enough to do the trick-or-treating? You’re in luck! Spank or Treat 2012 was so much fun that we’ve brought you a bigger and better collective short story extravaganza for 2013.  It’s trick-or-treating for adults, and we do mean adults!
Want to become a Spank or Treat ambassador and earn an extra prize entry? See below!
Even better, participation could earn you a GRAND PRIZE!
Plus, all Spank or Treaters are eligible for free books!
  • Holding Hannah, by Maren Smith
    Available to the first 50 participants!

  • Love’s Repriseby Cassandre Dayne, Lucy Felthouse, Olivia Starke, Kate Richards, and Anastasia Vitsky
  • Coming to Termsby Cara Bristol, Jade Cary, Alta Hensley, Celeste Jones, Sue Lyndon, Renee Rose, and Anastasia VitskyAvailable to ALL participants who complete the Spank or Treat 2013 challenge!
Many authors will also be offering a contest on their individual blogs.  Your comment on their blogs automatically enters you in both the main contest and the individual contests!
What’s the catch?  Absolutely nothing!  We love writing for you and want to thank you for your readership.  Perhaps someone might get a spanking or two, but that’s a reward rather than a catch, right?  ;)
Here are the rules:
  1. Visit each blog between the Friday, October 25th and Sunday, October 27th to read the posted stories and excerpts.
  2. Leave a comment answering the story question on each blog.  You will receive one entry per blog for the grand prize drawing.  You will also be automatically entered in that author’s individual contest, if she has one.
  3. If you have visited all of the blogs, visit Ana’s blog to sign up for FIVE bonus entries to the grand prize.
    Deadline is midnight EDT (UTC -4) on October 27th!!
  4. If you successfully completed the Spankee Doodle, Love Spanks, or last year’s Spank or Treat 2012 challenge, you may add “VIP” to your comments.  You will earn THREE bonus entries toward the grand prize.  (Yes, we will be doing this again.  Yes, if you successfully complete the Spank or Treat challenge you can become a VIP for our next activity!)
  5. Visit any of the participating blogs on Thursday, October 31st to find out the lucky winners.  Will it be you?
Like these events? Want to support your friendly spanking fiction authors? Become a Spank or Treat Ambassador! In exchange for promoting this event, you will receive one extra prize entry, AND you are still eligible to participate and win prizes! To find out the details, send an email to ana_stasia2007 at yahoo dot com, with the subject line “Spank or TreatAmbassador”.
For more information, updates, and a list of participating authors, please visit Anastasia Vitsky’s blog.
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Friday, October 4, 2013

Role Playing- A Round Table Post



Thanks for coming by to read my Round Table post this week, if you haven't already, go on over to Spanking Romance Reviews for the main post when you are done here!

Before you get into reading this, I need to admit, I most likely have no idea what I am talking about. The idea of role playing intrigues me. But have I ever formally role played before? No. I have brought it up to my husband a few times, but he doesn't really seem convinced that he would like it.

Here are my reasons of why I would like to give it a try.

As a spanko who has a partner who isn't really into the whole spanking thing- I feel like this might make things a bit easier for us to get into it. I mean, think about it. If my husband can't really get his mind around the whole idea of spanking his wife, wouldn't it be easier to have a reason. Like say, the french maid he hired is totally slacking off, obviously he would have to spank her to keep her in line... see where I'm going with this?

Unfortunately Mr. McKay didn't really get it. He says he would laugh if I tried to 'give him lines'. Although, he thinks it would be hot if I wore a french maid outfit.

Which leads me to my second reason of why I would like to give role playing a try- Dressing Up!!! I think I have admitted before to having a lingerie fetish. I adore it, I adore shopping for it, I adore wearing it, I adore my husband's reaction when he sees me in it.

I am realizing now that I also think I have a french maid fixation. I guess this makes sense. I am into spanking, a dominant male turns me on, and I like the smell of Windex. Okay that last one is irrelevant, but a maid is a servant position, which means there would probably be some dominant person giving her orders. In my fantasies it's a hot alpha male, the maid is always incorrigible, and he never lets her get away with anything. I'm practically foaming at the mouth over here.



I don't think role playing is all about costumes and acting though. In a way, I feel like we might already be role playing without having really agreed upon it. We like to break out the kink when we really have the time. Nipple clamps, bondage, butt plugs, blind folds- all that fun stuff, and we are at a place right now where my husband will slip into a more dominant role in using all of those things. It didn't start out that way and the first time we use anything it is always a little less sexy “How is this working?” “Is it okay?” “Too much?” “Not enough?”

In the beginning these questions were every time, sort of taking us both out of the moment. It's not really all that fun if we are just talking the whole time. Yes, I think communication is key, but there is a time when you can ask and answer all these questions for each other, and I think that time should be before and after anything is actually going on.

So maybe it's not as much role playing as it is “being in the moment”. More of forgetting who we are for a few hours. We're not stressing over our day to day life. It's a few hours when we can just forget. We are just us, getting kinky, connecting on another level, and trusting each other.

I still really want a french maid outfit though. Or a beer wench, or a cute schoolgirl skirt... I am so glad the Halloween season is upon us! I think I'll do some shopping.

I'm also off to read everyone else's input on Role Playing (they probably actually know what they're talking about). Click the links to visit them all and join the discussion!