Portrait of a Spanko as a Young Girl

A common theme of conversation among us who do this thing we do is, "when did it start for you? when did you know?" I, for one, have no doubt I was born with the spanko gene. How can I be so sure? Here's a little story that illustrates my point.

As a child, I had very few rules. I was the only child of a single mother, a well-behaved and quiet little girl. But even then, I craved discipline.

 So I invented someone who would supply it in spades.

 She didn't have a name, she was just Nanny. She was not cruel, and I always felt she cared about me, even if I was a little scared of her.


 

Nanny had very clear rules for me to follow, and certain consequences if I broke them.

 

So many times, I remember my mom asking me to do something that Nanny forbade. "Come on, Libby!" Mom would say. "Stay up and watch the late show with me!"

Knowing Nanny would spank me soundly if I broke her bedtime rule, I would decline, and head upstairs.

So, while my schoolmates had imaginary pals who caused all sorts of mischief, I had a Very Strict Imaginary Nanny who spanked me. 

That's my "origins of a spanko story"...

When did you first realize this thing about yourself, Dear Reader?

xoxox

Libby

Barely Pink on Domestic Discipline

 Once again, Ladies and Gents...

Pink nails it.

Check out her blog entry called Mistress of My Bedtime

How is it that she so consistently articulates ttwd so beautifully?  Thank you, Pink. You are an inspiration. 

xoxox

Libby

New Poll: Titles of Respect

Last month's poll on spanking implements was a lot of fun, and very revealing. Thank you to the 120 people who voted.


I've decided my new poll will be on titles of respect. 

But before I actually make the poll, I'd like to get input on my choices.  Last month, I'd already posted the choices when Abby mentioned the flogger and Veronica mentioned the slipper.

So this month I'm asking for your input. Is there a special title that you like to call your Top, or that he likes to be called? Tops, what do you like to be called?

Three obvious choices come to mind, and each seems to me to have a different vibe. I'd love to hear your thoughts on the matter.

There's Sir...

There's Daddy...

And there's Master.

What am I missing?

What should the choices be for this poll?

I can't wait to hear your thoughts!

xoxoxox
Libby

This Spanking Globe

On of the unexpectedly fun things about keeping a spanking blog is discovering that there are spankos all over the world.  I know that we Americans have a nasty tendency to forget the rest of the world exists from time to time. It's wonderful to be reminded of the world beyond my American horizons.

Knowing, as I do, that those of us who love ttwd are hardwired this way, it should come as no surprise to me that our tribe exists all over the world. 


Bless the internet for showing us  spankophiles that we are far from alone.

Still, though, even though it stands to reason that we're all over the world, from where I sit (on my bruised bottom in Colorado, USA),  I continue to get excited about seeing that people have visited my blog from places on the other side of the world, places I'll likely never go myself, places like New Delhi.

I mean, who knew that the Czech Republic is absolutely awash with spankos?  And who would have guessed that the U.K...oh, well never mind. Everybody knows about the U.K.

So, I'll continue to craft my cybertinis and send them out to fly where they might, taking little particles of me with them somehow, and magically delivering them to you.


xoxoxoxxo
Libby

Gratitude

Thanks to  links and mentions on some very fine spanking blogs, my own little spot has seen a lot of increased traffic in the last few days.

Thank you, everyone, for stopping by and being supportive...I'm so grateful to find a brilliant and kind community involved in this lovely thing we do.  Please do comment or say hello at anytime.

xoxoxo

 Libby

Asking for a Spanking...

Sometimes it's easier to misbehave than it is to ask for a spanking...  



...Sometimes the nature of  This Thing We Do makes us long to be spanked, but makes it difficult to ask...

...Sometimes we need to be overcome. Sometimes we need to fight a little. But mostly we just need to be spanked.

Do you ever ask for spankings? If not, what do you do when you really need to have your bottom turned bright red?