Today's post in Spanking Romance's Spanking from A-Z Blog Challenge is brought to you by the letter B.
I don't think by anyone's definition I would be considered fragile. Yes, at 5'4" I am on the shorter end of the spectrum, but I am not a delicate flower.
In roller derby I am pretty hard to knock down, if I say so myself. So I can take a hit. I know I can.
Try explaining this to my non-spanko husband. I am not complaining. If anything I am eternally grateful that he will explore with me that which I so desire and I think we have come a long way.
He used to be dead set against using implements. Now he gets frustrated when he can't find the one he wants to use on me. The man can swing a mean riding crop.
He used to hate even using the word "spank", now he will teasingly tell me he is going to spank my ass later. Or more appropriately, if he is somehow annoyed at me, tell me he is never spanking my ass again-- which cuts right to the core!
He has gotten used to a lot of the things that go along with spanking. Except one thing. It can be such a deal breaker that I try to hide them. Bruises.
You see, the first time I convinced him to spank me, I ended up black and blue. We were both drunk, we had no idea what we were doing, and things got a little crazy. I talked about it here. I, for one, loved it. My husband, not so much.
He was horrified that he had hurt me. So much so that we really didn't participate in any kind of spanking activity for quite some time.
So now what happens when I end up getting a bruise? I hide it! If he notices before I do- I shrug it off and try my best to distract him.
Or if I happen to have other random bruises on me before we fool around, I show him.
That's right, some more of my awesome seduction techniques, completely put the moment on hold to point out some black and blues.
"See this one on my hip? Those are skate wheels, I landed on someone the other night."
"Good to know." He nods and then goes back to whatever we were doing.
At least he appreciates my randomness. And I will continue hiding the evidence for as long as I possibly can! I sort of like having a reminder of what happened, it's not like they're permanent.
Anyone have a take on bruises?