The Conversations We Have...

I always think Mr. McKay and I would make a pretty decent reality show. Well, at least, when we aren't just sitting on our respective laptops and not talking. We would be able to fill at least a half hour show once a week.

Instead, you'll have to live with some conversation snippets on my blog. Really, I share these to demonstrate that I am not always the weirdo in this relationship—sometimes I have no idea what this dude is thinking!

Me: Hey, did you hear the road work last night?
(I had gone to bed early the night before while he stayed downstairs working.)

Mr. McK: Is that what that noise was?

Me: Yes, it was loud, right?

Mr. McK: (thinks for a few seconds) I thought you were using your vibrator.

Me: (scrunching my nose in disbelief) For hours?

Mr. McK: (shrugging) I thought it went on for a long time, but who am I to judge?

I told him if he really thought that's what I was doing then he should have come to help me. He smirked at me. I have no idea what that means.

Later on in the day I was telling him the plot of my soon to be released book:

Me: So she sells herself in this auction at a BDSM club.

Mr. McK: And someone buys her for the weekend?

Me: Yeah.

Mr. McK: And she cleans his house?

Me: (furrowing my brow in confusion) No, but she goes home with him. Why would she clean his house?

Mr. McK: Look, if I'm laying out that kind of money for someone to come back to my house, she can at least dust.

Me: (shaking my head) You're a weirdo.

Mr. McK: You're selling people in auctions and I'm the weirdo?

Me: Yes.

Mr. McK: (walking away mumbling) Sex trafficker.

Then we made guacamole and watched a Lifetime TV movie. It is not a bad life.

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A to Z Challenge~ Fantasies of Spankings

We're up to F in the Spanking from A-Z blog challenge, hosted by Celeste Jones and Spanking Romance Reviews! 

Today I want to talk about fantasies.

I have always had an imagination. It would make sense that I write now, my mind is never resting. I think it unnerves Mr. McKay sometimes as I lay on the couch staring into space. “Do you want the remote?” he'll ask.

No, because I'm not really watching anything, I was just lost in thought, lost in my own little world.

Since I've broken my ankle and have been forced to relax and slow down, my fantasies have run rampant. It is no secret that I have a spanking kink and I love an alpha male. And since having to take care of me 24/7 my sweet, teddy bear of a husband has become much more deliciously alpha—sending my fantasies into overdrive.

When I ask if I can help with the dishes because he seems overwhelmed having to tend to every household task. He remains silent as I plead my case, telling him that I can stand on one foot and lean against the counter while I wash a few dishes, I'll even tell him if I get tired, and I won't lie about it, I will really tell him. I go on like a little kid promising to take care of a baby kitten if only we can bring her home!

He waits until I finish and then he raises his eyebrows. “No.” He holds up his hand when I open my mouth to protest. “You made yourself a sandwich today, that was your one pass and enough for today. Stay there, with your foot up.”

Oh, it almost makes me want to say 'Yes, sir' which is something I am sure I have never said in my entire life. I don't argue and he goes and takes care of the dinner dishes himself, at least he can't say I didn't offer.

But now my fantasies are kick started. As my husband is in the next room cleaning the kitchen and I stay on the couch obeying his orders, I indulge myself in a quick fantasy of what would happen if I weren't a good patient. If I continuously shirked his orders and did what I wanted.

Surely he would take me to task, pull me over his lap and spank me. That is always how it goes in the books, right? If I were risking my own health and welfare then I would be in for it...

Only that's not how it would go in real life, at least not for me. I listen to my husband and try to keep my foot up and relax not because he would spank me if I didn't. Mostly because I don't want to hurt myself more. And because I want to keep that anxious and concerned look off of his face that he had the first weekend I was home and writhing on the couch in pain. He seemed hurt that I was hurting, and why would I intentionally do that?

No, our spanking has always been for fun and I insert my fantasies in to make it seem more real to me. He was reticent to try it at first, he never wanted to spank too hard, he felt strange using implements, and he was aghast when he left marks. We moved past that, thankfully, and he claims to even understand what I get out of it even if he does not share my fetish.

But now that I am broken he is back to treating me like glass. And I fear this will be a major set back. Thankfully we have eased back into the sex. It was awkward at first keeping my cast out of the way, propped up on a pillow and not twisting my leg too much. But we were never going to make it four weeks, that's like a prison term or something.

He's not eager to get back to the spanking, but I am. I can't just rely on my fantasies for that.

So we'll see. Maybe if I keep being a really good patient...

No idea where this is from. If anyone knows please share!

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A Bit of Spring Fever

I think I am feeling a bit of spring fever this week. I was blaming my un-productiveness on hormones originally (because I am a woman and I believe it is my God-given right to blame things on hormones), but now I am wondering if maybe it is also a case of spring fever. Probably a combination of both. But whatever the case I signed up for nothing this week. No Saturday Spankings, no Dungeon Crawl, just the thought of putting the posts together made me tired. Lazy, right?

Anyway, I am sure I will be back in full swing next week, and I am not beating myself up over this week. I think it's hard to create on command and sometimes my brain won't fit into working around my retail job schedule and roller derby practice. Next week will be better.

In other news, I somehow landed in the top 50 on Blushing Books! I am completely blown away by the sales of Emmaline's Groom and I just wanted to thank everyone who has been supporting me and buying it!

Hope everyone is having an awesome Saturday. I plan on perusing some Sat Spanks posts later. 

Mr. McKay just asked if my afternoon plans involved cleaning in a french maid outfit. I am going to go see what I can rustle up from the lingerie box...

Hopefully, no actual cleaning will be occurring! 

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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!

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