The first Daily Spanking City of 2011 is
Matthews, North Carolina
Thanks, visitor from Matthews, for visiting the bloggie wog!
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Friday, December 31, 2010
Daily Spanking City is: Egerkingen, Aargau, Switzerland
The last Daily Spanking City of 2010 is
Egerkingen, Aargau, Switzerland
Thank you, visitor from Egerkingen!
xoxoxo
Libby
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Auto Fessée
I made a new little vid-ee-oh! Next time, I'll remember to turn off the TV in the background.
Let me know what you think, Lovies!
xoxoxoxo
Libby
Spanking City of the Day: Tacoma, Washington
Today's Spanking City of the Day is
Tacoma, Washington!
At just over 1000 miles away, it's one of the closer cities from which my visitors hail.
Thank you, Tacoma, for visiting the bloggie wog!
xoxoxo
Libby
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
A Simple Misunderstanding, Sir!
But, Sir, you said to get my "little kitten butt" onto my punishment stool in the corner!
I was just doing what you said!
Oh, you meant...
I must have misunderstood.
Sorry, Sir!
xoxoxo
Libby
Spanking City of the Day: Ruda Slaska, Katowice
Today's Spanking City of the Day is
Ruda Slaska, Katowice, Poland
thank you, visitor from
Ruda Slaska!
xoxoxo
Libby
NoCutCorners: L's new punishment stool.
Look! It's my kitten! She got sent to the corner!
NoCutCorners: L's new punishment stool.: "You have cracked the code. I maintain a spanking blog called 'No Cut Corners.' Perhaps I utilize cornertime when disciplining my..."
NoCutCorners: L's new punishment stool.: "You have cracked the code. I maintain a spanking blog called 'No Cut Corners.' Perhaps I utilize cornertime when disciplining my..."
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
I Spanked a Girl, and I Liked It (part 2)
(continued)
Dear Reader, I had to act.
"I have some wine at my place...do you both wanna come over for a bit? I live just a couple of blocks from here."
They looked at one another, as if weighing my offer.
"I really should get home," Lisa said. "I've got to work early. But you should go, Kirsten."
Yes, I thought, yes, Kirsten, you really should.
"Let me call Joe and see if he can pick me up on his way home." She stepped away from us to make the call. Come on, Joe, I thought, be a pal and help a girl out.
"He said that's fine. I'm going to text the address to him. He's going to come get me in about an hour and a half. Is that okay?"
And with that, my Dear Readers, my little adventure began.
After the obligatory tour (hardly a tour...I have two rooms!), I took the champagne from the fridge and took it and two glasses to the living room where Kirsten was sitting on my couch.
Let me take a moment to set the scene, Dear Reader. Portishead is playing on the hi-fi (read computer), and the bubbly has been poured. My living room is lit by lamps, because I'm a girl who doesn't like overhead lighting...I like atmosphere. Kirsten is sitting on my purple velvet couch, leaning over the arm, reading the titles of the books on my shelves. She is a bit taller than me, 5'5'' or so, and has longish red hair and freckles. She's wearing a black leotard, jeans, and Ugg boots. Very cute, granola girl next door.
"You really rocked that trivia, Libby," she says.
"You're weren't too bad yourself, Doll," I purr back.
"I hated those guys! They were so obviously cheating!"
I assume a stern look.
"Well, Missy, you're not one to talk about cheating now, are you?"
I swear to you, Dear Reader, she blushed.
"I really shouldn't have done that, I know. It's not like me. I just couldn't stand the thought of them winning."
"Well, you know what I say about that, Kirsten."
Again with the blushing!
"You said you were going to spank me!" she giggled, and sipped her champagne.
"I did not!" now I giggled. "I said SOMEBODY needs to spank you."
Before the words were out of my mouth, she was up on her knees, with her back to me and her bottom thrust out. "Go ahead, Libby," she said, laughing as if it were all a big goof, "I deserve it!"
Now, Reader, I'm very subby. I don't consider myself a switch. But something "switched" on in me at that moment, and I NEEDED to smack Kirsten's bottom. The problem was that I literally didn't know how. I'm very uncoordinated, and I was a little worried that I might miss altogether. But I'm not one to miss an opportunity, and, like I said, I was feeling a primal urge to smack her bottom.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Dear Reader, I had to act.
"I have some wine at my place...do you both wanna come over for a bit? I live just a couple of blocks from here."
They looked at one another, as if weighing my offer.
"I really should get home," Lisa said. "I've got to work early. But you should go, Kirsten."
Yes, I thought, yes, Kirsten, you really should.
"He said that's fine. I'm going to text the address to him. He's going to come get me in about an hour and a half. Is that okay?"
And with that, my Dear Readers, my little adventure began.
After the obligatory tour (hardly a tour...I have two rooms!), I took the champagne from the fridge and took it and two glasses to the living room where Kirsten was sitting on my couch.
Let me take a moment to set the scene, Dear Reader. Portishead is playing on the hi-fi (read computer), and the bubbly has been poured. My living room is lit by lamps, because I'm a girl who doesn't like overhead lighting...I like atmosphere. Kirsten is sitting on my purple velvet couch, leaning over the arm, reading the titles of the books on my shelves. She is a bit taller than me, 5'5'' or so, and has longish red hair and freckles. She's wearing a black leotard, jeans, and Ugg boots. Very cute, granola girl next door."You really rocked that trivia, Libby," she says.
"You're weren't too bad yourself, Doll," I purr back.
"I hated those guys! They were so obviously cheating!"
I assume a stern look.
"Well, Missy, you're not one to talk about cheating now, are you?"
I swear to you, Dear Reader, she blushed.
"I really shouldn't have done that, I know. It's not like me. I just couldn't stand the thought of them winning.""Well, you know what I say about that, Kirsten."
Again with the blushing!
"You said you were going to spank me!" she giggled, and sipped her champagne.
"I did not!" now I giggled. "I said SOMEBODY needs to spank you."
Before the words were out of my mouth, she was up on her knees, with her back to me and her bottom thrust out. "Go ahead, Libby," she said, laughing as if it were all a big goof, "I deserve it!"
Now, Reader, I'm very subby. I don't consider myself a switch. But something "switched" on in me at that moment, and I NEEDED to smack Kirsten's bottom. The problem was that I literally didn't know how. I'm very uncoordinated, and I was a little worried that I might miss altogether. But I'm not one to miss an opportunity, and, like I said, I was feeling a primal urge to smack her bottom.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Spanking City of the Day: London, England
Oh, London, how I love you. I've only been there once, but it's a beautiful city, full of history and culture.
And I have lots and lots of visitors to my bloggie wog from London...
almost as many as from Manchester (that's right, I said it!).
In fact, most of my visitors are from the U.K. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, it's the spanking-est place on the planet.
From Shakespeare to the Beatles, from Russell Brand to Absolutely Fabulous, I love England. And today, I salute its capitol city, London
Huzzah, London, England, and thank you for visiting!
Monday, December 27, 2010
Daily Spanking City is: Melbourne, Victoria, Australia
Huzzah, Melbourne, Victoria, Australia!
Thank you for visiting my bloggie wog!
xoxoxox
Libby
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Spanking City of the Day: Lyndhurst, New Jersey
Today's Spanking City of the Day Honor Goes to
Lyndhurst, New Jersey!
Thank you, Dear Lyndhurst Resident, for visiting.
xoxoxx
Libby
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