Saturday, Sunday, and self-spanking Saturdays?

I had a nice Saturday. I slept in a bit. I visited a couple of new businesses during the day. It was relaxing and enjoyable.

My area has re-entered stage 2. It means that dining in at restaurants is shut down again. Movie theatres and gyms are closed again. However, takeout and patio dining are still okay. It's important to support local businesses, especially during this pandemic.

Although I didn't get around to my self-spanking yesterday, I am thinking that I should dub Saturdays as self-spanking Saturdays and see if that motivates me more. I don't that it'll happen weekly, but you never know.

Later on today, I'm cooking up a storm. I love Sunday cooking.

Self-spanking thought while driving home

I was driving home from hanging out with two friends yesterday. I do missing being a bad girl and getting a good spanking.

It was different having this thought while driving home during rush hour. Self-spankings have been helpful, as I don't have a partner these days. However, getting into the mood has been difficult. I don't want to make it a scheduled event. It should happen whenever I feel like it.

This weekend will be a good time to self-spank. It is long overdue.

New panties for self-spanking

My new pair of panties arrived in the mail yesterday. My subscription is a pair of panties every two months.

Part of me wants to get a pair a month. Then again, I don't really need that many panties. They are so cute, though.

 Front view:

Backside: 

I love the contrast between the pink lace, and black and white stripes. They feel soft and have a decent amount of stretchiness for comfort.

I may need to have them on and slip them off when I go into a self-spanking session. It is the long Thanksgiving weekend coming up.

August, hockey, and birthday reward

It's August. It's weird watching hockey on TV in the middle of summer. I'm not complaining. I have missed it and I'm glad that it's back, with safety measures in place.

I ran a bunch of errands on Saturday. I had to hit a store at a mall to use my birthday reward. It would have expired today.

The woman cashing me out wished me a happy birthday twice. It reminded me that I need to give myself a self-spanking.

I was exhausted after my errands and being out in the sun. I'll strive for later on today. My right knee is fine, so I am all set.

Yoga, a sore knee, and self-spanking

The other day, I did a relaxing yoga session online. I had tightness on the left side of my neck going in, but the session eliminated it.

Last night, I ended up with soreness in my right knee. I can't tell whether it was due to doing yoga or if I overexerted it in some fashion after that. It was uncomfortable trying to sleep and walking first thing in the morning was tough.

My knee is much better now. Perhaps walking out the pain and joint throughout the day has helped.

I am looking forward to the a long weekend. I got a wonderful suggestion to self-spank this weekend. I like this idea.

Soreness, forgiveness, and Hamilton

The soreness from my self-spanking is nearly gone. I'm so pleased with my work!

On my birthday, I treated myself to Hamilton, the musical that was released that day, by signing up forf an account on Disney+. I finally watched it and loved it.

I am not great at forgiveness. It's part of how I cope. If you have hurt me, I don't want anything to do with you.

It's currently the situation with the ex-guy. I don't want anything to do with him, so I can't forgive him for breaking my heart. I don't think I could ever be forgiving, like Eliza was to Alexander Hamilton by taking him back.

If you like musical and historical stories, go stream Hamilton. It's excellent.

Content girl with sore butt

I have always liked when a good, hard spanking leaves me sore for at least a day. I am at that stage right now.

When I'm driving, I can feel the soreness, especially when I go over speed bumps. When I go to sleep, I wake up on my side because it hurts to sleep on my back, with my butt pressed against the mattress.

I do miss being spanked by someone. However, I'm pleased about last night's birthday self-spanking. I look forward to doing it again when I am horny and my current soreness subsides.

My birthday self-spanking

My birthday self-spanking was great. I'm sore sitting here, writing this post. I did a great job!

I had a number of different methods to get to a specific number of smacks to give myself. I have a love for numbers and my undergraduate minor was in math. It explains one reason why I like planning a birthday spanking.

In the past, when I was way younger, I liked the summation of years that I have been on this planet. The downside is that this number gets huge as you age. Although I am not horribly old, I am also not in my thirties. I may try this summation method when I am more adventurous, with a need for a lengthy self-spanking.

My calculation for my self-spanking started off by taking my age and adding a 0 to the end of it. I then divided by 2, which would be the number of smacks on each buttock. Since this number was divisible by three, I had three different implements that I wanted to use:

• A wooden paddle, which I used the last time I spanked myself and it was effective
• A silicone paddle that has a smooth side and a slightly bumpy side
• My bare hand

I started off with my hand warming my butt over my panties. On each buttock, I gave myself my age in smacks plus one to grow on.

I pulled my pink panties down around mid-thigh. I gave myself the same number of smacks on each buttock, plus one to grow on. I started getting aroused.

I went with the wooden paddle first. I administered a number of smacks on each buttock, increasing how hard I was paddling myself as I got into it. I wouldn't say that they were super hard smacks. They were in the medium range to build up some warmth on my buttocks.

I have forgotten how much I love my silicone paddle. I smacked each buttock hard with the smooth side of the paddle. I loved the sound that it made with each smack. I was on my one hand and knees as I smacked one buttock, and then changed hands to smack the other.

Something that I haven't experienced is reaching orgasm in this position while paddling myself hard. I came and it was so pleasurable. I was extremely wet and happy. I stretched out for a bit to enjoy the moment.

I decided that I loved this silicone paddle so much that I used it instead of my bare hand for the third part of my spanking. I flipped the paddle over and used the bumpy side. I loved how it felt and sounded across my bare butt. I felt the sting. I liked feeling like a birthday girl deprived of a good spanking for a long time, and delivered one that I wanted and deserved.

After all that was over, I gave myself my birthday spanking with my hand. It ended almost the same way as it had started. Each buttock got my age in smacks, plus one to grow on. The difference was that they were all across my reddish bare bottom.

So, how many smacks did I give myself? If I have calculated everything correctly, I gave myself 774 smacks.

I also pinched myself four times, just to figure out how sore I was. I used to love getting pinches. I haven't for a while and wasn't into it that much.

This self-spanking was much needed. I need to give myself a self-spanking more regularly. I feel so relaxed now. I'm sore, but happy.

I had a great birthday. I have the soreness to prove it.

Panties and a hand spanking

I find that a bit of my butt cheek peeking out of my panties arouses me immensely. I can either spank what bare skin is there, or I have the option of either hiking my panties up or taking them down for a spanking.

My recent self-spanking session was a hand spanking. I like a good hand spanking because it's personal. It's human hand contact on ultimately bare skin.

I ended up pulling down my panties and giving myself a decent hand spanking. I started with soft taps that gradually became harder. I have forgotten how much I love the sound and feel of a hand across each buttock. I like the sting that gradually forms. I love how pink my backside gets.

It was good. I have also missed reaching orgasm. I have also missed waking up to a sore bottom.

I do miss having a partner who enjoys spanking a bad girl. This session shows that pleasuring myself is a nice form of self-care.

Spanking fantasies

After work yesterday, I spent some time thinking about being spanked. I fantasized about getting a harder spanking because I haven't been spanked for a while.

I enjoy the thought of being over a man's lap, having my panties pulled down, and getting a sound hand spanking. It makes me highly aroused and happy.

This weekend will be perfect for a self-spanking session.

Self-isolation, self-spankings, and panties

I haven't talked about wanting to be spanked or giving out a spanking for a while. Frankly, when I don't have someone to spank me or someone who wants to be spanked, there is little inspiration.

With COVID-19 around, it is even more difficult to date, and perhaps find that perfect guy who likes spanking and wants to be with me. Self-isolation means that self-spankings are the my safest bet.

The problem is that I'm not in the mood. I get aroused thinking about it, but I simply don't feel like spanking myself.

Yesterday, I signed up for a panty service. This company sends you either one or three panties in each shipment. It's up to you to decide. You can decide on the cut that you like wearing. You can also specify whether you want them shipped monthly or every two months.

The feedback from customers is that these panties are cute, sexy, and are of high quality. Some have lace that is comfortable. Others don't and are cool. I signed up for a panty every two months. Perhaps feeling sexy and cute in a pair will make me want to spank myself and take them down for a harder spanking, too.

I'm looking forward to my first shipment. I'll keep you posted on how it goes, as I have never subscribed to a panty service.

Work frustrations and self-spanking videos

My team has two software releases this week. The incompetent woman can't handle one of them. My entire team has to pitch in yet again on straightforward work.

Our other major release is smooth in comparison. It amazes me how argumentative and defensive she gets. Her communication is practically nonexistent. She assigned work for my intern to do without telling me. That's not how things work.

On an interesting note, I spent some time last night watching self-spanking videos. I applaud folks who have the guts to take self-spanking videos and post them up on SpankingTube. I could never do that.

I haven't spanked myself for a while. It was nice to get horny about it last night. Perhaps this weekend will be a good start.

Missing being spanked and being a bad girl

I miss being called a bad girl. I miss being spanked.

I haven't indulged in self-spanking for a while. Perhaps this weekend would be good to resurrect it.

Spanking arousal caused by looking at frosted acrylic paddles

I do miss being spanked.

I haven't had a chance to explore spanking myself as of late. I have been both tired and not in the mood. However, just thinking about it today made me aroused.

What sparked my interest again was seeing a set of frosted spanking paddles. They were on sale and are acrylic. They seem to be fun and effective on a bad girl's backside, like mine.

It's fun fantasizing.

Vacation is over, but it has put things into perspective

My vacation is officially over. It was great and much needed.

I am fortunate to be working from home today and tomorrow. I am truly in no mood to go into work just to read countless e-mails.

I completely unplugged during my vacation. In the past, I used to check my work e-mails periodically. I decided not to. I didn't have any desire to read them, considering how hard I work.

Vacations always put things into perspective for me. I have decided not to log on to my work's instant messaging app on my phone, even when I am at work. Down the road, I may even consider uninstalling it.

I also have some more thoughts about my ex-guy. On the whole, my thoughts are clear. It's the mixed emotions that I go through periodically.

In the meantime, I am continuing to explore self-spanking. I like the wooden paddle that I recently got. I haven't used it just yet, but I did take it out of its packaging and like picturing how hard I can paddle my bare backside.

Horny, self-spanking girl

Last night, I woke up in the middle of the night, horny. I wanted to be spanked.

I haven't self-spanked in ages. Now that I do not have anyone to help me out, I gave myself a few smacks. I made myself reach orgasm. I then went back to sleep.

I woke up happy. I like the idea of self-spanking until I find a new man in my life would can spank me again.

Burlesque birthday spanking with paddle

This burlesque self-spanking video caught my eye the other day:

I have spanked myself in the past, but never quite like this woman did. Perhaps I should have given myself a birthday spanking a couple of months ago. Of course, it is never too late. =)

Ice bank mice elf

Say the following out loud and it will make more sense:

I must admit that I had to say it a few times to get it. Yes, my synapses didn't exactly fire as well as they could have.

It's a fascinating subject to discuss. Self-spankings. Have I ever given myself a spanking?

I don't recall writing about this topic at length. The quick answer is yes.

I have always been turned on by getting a birthday spanking. I would see my friends lovingly getting their birthday smacks when we were in grade school. Unfortunately, my birthday is in July, when school is out. So, I didn't have that luxury.

My parents never spanked me. I am also an only child. I am a goody-goody. So, I did spank myself -- specifically, giving myself birthday swats.

First, they were across my jeans or pants. If I were at home, on my bed, my pants would come off and I'd spank myself with my bare had across my panties.

I would estimate that I must have been ten or eleven years of age when I gave myself a bare-bottomed spanking. Everything was with my open hand. I would be either on my knees, with my butt in the air, spanking myself, or I'd be on my side, swatting each buttock.

I then got into using implements. They were items that I had as a child. I had tennis and badminton rackets. I used a plastic hockey stick. I recall using a blue plastic shovel that had a flat back. I also like slapping my backside with a wooden ruler, which I still have to this day and love it. They were all special in making my backside turn pink.

Of course, trying to keep the noise down was key. When I was in grade seven or eight, it would be easier to spank myself when my parents were at work. However, if they were at home, I figured that I could still get some soreness by pinching my backside a bunch of times, and then lightly spanking myself either across my panties or extremely lightly over my bare bottom.

All this reminiscing is bringing back great memories.

Do I like self-spankings now? I don't know. I can't answer that because I haven't given myself one for the longest time. I probably prefer to be spanked by someone else, simply because that has been the case for a while.

With self-spankings, you know when each smack is going to land. When my guy spanks me, I have no idea how hard, fast, or which buttock will be smacked. I like that uncertainty. It keeps me guessing. It adds to the excitement.

I suppose that my keeping quiet when I am spanked these days stems from my childhood of not making a ton of noise during a self-spanking. This experience may also be the reason why I am relatively quiet when I reach orgasm in the sense that I am not yelling out to the world that it's happening. You do hear moans and groans, but I am not waking up the neighbours.

When I am spanked these days, I could care less how loud my spanking is. Funny how things change when you're older.