<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470</id><updated>2011-08-26T12:55:08.794-04:00</updated><category term='clothepins'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Bratting'/><category term='cane'/><category term='erotic spanking'/><category term='Stress'/><category term='belt'/><category term='Chris says'/><category term='hairbrush paddle'/><category term='spanking story blog'/><category term='nipple clamps'/><category term='Role Play'/><category term='question'/><category term='butt plug'/><category term='Poll'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Maintenance Spankings'/><category term='Great Googles'/><category term='Punishment Spanking'/><category term='spanking'/><category term='Nintendo'/><category term='daydreams'/><category term='Impliment'/><category term='spanking month'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Lessons'/><title type='text'>Erin Gets Spanked</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a brat that loves to be spanked. FOR ADULTS ONLY!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-4231034630265972699</id><published>2008-02-15T17:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:20.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Engaged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R7YQX5nhmNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/D1QKzJRESwQ/s1600-h/engaged.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R7YQX5nhmNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/D1QKzJRESwQ/s200/engaged.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167335625243859154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Chis proposed last night after a beautiful candle lit dinner.  We are going to get married sometime in May of this year. I know that is soon, but we don't want to wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I was going to post everyday this month, but my body just didn't want to cooperate. I am finally feeling better though. I hope that I will be able to post regularly from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris announced last night after he proposed that he was going to go through all of the implements now that I am his fiancée.   It should be a lot of fun, I know that both of us are very excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-4231034630265972699?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/4231034630265972699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=4231034630265972699&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4231034630265972699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4231034630265972699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2008/02/engaged.html' title='Engaged'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R7YQX5nhmNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/D1QKzJRESwQ/s72-c/engaged.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-8198874818711736183</id><published>2008-02-06T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:20.453-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking month'/><title type='text'>Oh what a day to be sick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6qETCypMrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/fs0YZ9dU-FE/s1600-h/sick.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6qETCypMrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/fs0YZ9dU-FE/s200/sick.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164085385435361970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a really bad cold and maybe a touch of the flu. I am so upset that today was the day that I got sick. I was really looking forward to my &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmkL6c1lPOA/R4mYBG7f6iI/AAAAAAAAAqw/FsPHUDtBsVU/s1600-h/cal.gif"&gt;wet spanking&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone else had a great day full of spankings and lots of fun. I hope to be better by tomorrow so that I can continue on with my month of spanking fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-8198874818711736183?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/8198874818711736183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=8198874818711736183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8198874818711736183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8198874818711736183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-what-day-to-be-sick.html' title='Oh what a day to be sick!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6qETCypMrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/fs0YZ9dU-FE/s72-c/sick.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2309956349204212110</id><published>2008-02-05T16:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:20.718-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>OH, That Stings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6jZiiypMqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ow8vxx79Oy8/s1600-h/cane.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6jZiiypMqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ow8vxx79Oy8/s200/cane.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163616160258273954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday according to the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmkL6c1lPOA/R4mYBG7f6iI/AAAAAAAAAqw/FsPHUDtBsVU/s1600-h/cal.gif"&gt;spanking calender&lt;/a&gt; was stingy spanking day. Oh I hate stingy spankings! I love thuddy spankings and wish that all the stingy implements would all disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Chris decided that the most stingy implement that we have is the cane so yesterday when I got home from school he ordered me to meet him in the office with the cane. Once I was in the office he had me lower my pants and panties and bend over his desk. I did as I was ordered. Then he gave me several strokes with the cane across my bare ass. That wasn't the end of the assault on my ass though. He next used the bath brush that was already in the office. I like the bath brush more than the cane, but it isn't my favorite. After my ass was nice and red he switched to his hand for a few nice moments. Then he read my mind and knew that I was thinking "Now you decide to use your hand, you ass!" So, of course he gave me a few more strokes with the cane and with the bath brush.  By the time that I left the office my ass was red and sore and I had a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly enjoying this month of excitement and even contemplating making my own calender for next month. It is just kind of fun to spice things up a bit and try new things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2309956349204212110?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2309956349204212110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2309956349204212110&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2309956349204212110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2309956349204212110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-that-stings.html' title='OH, That Stings!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6jZiiypMqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ow8vxx79Oy8/s72-c/cane.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2907646890470273981</id><published>2008-02-04T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T11:38:00.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking month'/><title type='text'>New Blogs</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I found a few new spanking blogs and thought that I would share them with the rest of you. I hope that you will check out these ladies as well if you haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://insolentangel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Insolent Angel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mandy333.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mandy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2907646890470273981?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2907646890470273981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2907646890470273981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2907646890470273981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2907646890470273981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-blogs.html' title='New Blogs'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-201860828075531588</id><published>2008-02-03T07:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:20.855-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>Tied up the nerd way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6W2mSypMpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4ZfWxwolA-c/s1600-h/mouse.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6W2mSypMpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4ZfWxwolA-c/s200/mouse.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162733316845679250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chis and I have real restraints and used them quite a few time early on in our relationship, but now I guess we have found other things that we enjoy more. Or maybe it is the fact that it just takes so long to get the restraints out, but anyway, we haven't used them if a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday according to the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmkL6c1lPOA/R4mYBG7f6iI/AAAAAAAAAqw/FsPHUDtBsVU/s1600-h/cal.gif"&gt;spanking calender&lt;/a&gt; Chris was supposed to tie me up. Well he did, with the cord to a computer mouse. He just bound up my hands and then had me bend over the desk for a few swats with his hand. We both had a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though those swats didn't hurt very much, he did have me squirming throughout the day with random doses of the hairbrush that I bought the other day. That hairbrush really can pack a pretty good punch for a hairbrush. I think that it is the first hairbrush that I have been able to find that is more thuddy than stingy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope that you are all having a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-201860828075531588?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/201860828075531588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=201860828075531588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/201860828075531588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/201860828075531588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2008/02/tied-up-nerd-way.html' title='Tied up the nerd way!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6W2mSypMpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4ZfWxwolA-c/s72-c/mouse.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-8894568149956379073</id><published>2008-02-02T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:21.032-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>A Month of Spanking Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6P7mCypMoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yX-IhXsXwfg/s1600-h/hairbrush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6P7mCypMoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yX-IhXsXwfg/s200/hairbrush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162246228899607170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was browsing though some spanking blogs and stumbled upon &lt;a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bonnie's&lt;/a&gt; calender for a &lt;a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/2008/01/romantic-spanking-month.html"&gt;romantic spanking month&lt;/a&gt;.  As soon as I read through it I knew that this would be a lot of fun, so I showed it to Chris and he agreed with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today said to buy a new implement, well you don't have to tell me twice. I went straight to the beauty supply store and bought this hairbrush. Then I went to Lover's Lane and got a riding crop.  I couldn't just stop at one implement :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when Chris got home I was in a short flippy black skirt, a black tank top, red bra, white panties, wild striped knee highs and pig tails. I call it my school girl outfit with a twist. Chris had fun spanking me with the hairbrush and then the riding crop, but the crop didn't really hurt on my bottom so he had me flip on to my back so that he could use it on my tits. Oh, that sure did hurt, but it got me so excited. He also used the crop on my inner thighs as I was on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris has given me orders to blog every day this month to tell you all about how each day went. I hope that everyone enjoys this month. I know that I am very thankful to Bonnie for this calender, I am really looking forward to everyday this month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-8894568149956379073?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/8894568149956379073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=8894568149956379073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8894568149956379073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8894568149956379073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2008/02/month-of-spanking-fun.html' title='A Month of Spanking Fun!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R6P7mCypMoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yX-IhXsXwfg/s72-c/hairbrush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-5113189710871592409</id><published>2007-12-30T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:21.394-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><title type='text'>Sleep Habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R3horOQoX9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/dhQIjiwmSfQ/s1600-h/sleep.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R3horOQoX9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/dhQIjiwmSfQ/s200/sleep.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149981265669677010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This story starts a couple days ago when Chris told me that he got us a membership to a few spanking sites. So of course, I had to check them out and start watching as many videos as I could. As I am sure that many of you know once you start it is almost impossible to stop. Anyway, last night I stayed up until about 2 am watching spanking videos even though I knew that I had to get up at 7:30 this morning for a school function. Well, I was able to drag myself out of bed and function pretty good through most of the day, but at about 6pm I started falling asleep on the couch while Chris and I were watching tv. When I woke up from one of my mini naps on the couch Chris and I talked about how much sleep I should be getting compared to what I got and he decided that a good dose with his hand and big paddle were in order. So, I bent over his knee with my bare bottom sticking up and got exactly what he said I was going to get.  After it was all done we talked about how when I know that I have to get up early the next morning I need to start planning the night before and make sure that I am in bed early enough to get at least 7 hours of sleep.  Well, wish me luck I really don't want another spanking, but I don't like going to bed early either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-5113189710871592409?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/5113189710871592409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=5113189710871592409&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5113189710871592409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5113189710871592409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/12/sleep-habbits.html' title='Sleep Habits'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R3horOQoX9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/dhQIjiwmSfQ/s72-c/sleep.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-8957502948369519368</id><published>2007-12-29T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:21.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanking Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R3aWQdTCHZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gNfWUOcTAU0/s1600-h/spanking_ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R3aWQdTCHZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gNfWUOcTAU0/s200/spanking_ball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149468433431272850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a gift card to Target for Christmas and this is what I decided to buy with it, a spanking ball. It is really supposed to be a fitness ball and I might get around to using it for that, but for now is is a great spanking ball. When I drape myself over it my ass is in a perfect position to get a very effective spanking. Plus I have to keep my balance on it so I can't wiggle too much. Chris has already told me that if I fall off it during a spanking that I will get the cane! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you got a Christmas gift that was completely innocent, but you have found another use for it let me know. I am sure I am not the only one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-8957502948369519368?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/8957502948369519368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=8957502948369519368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8957502948369519368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8957502948369519368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/12/spanking-ball.html' title='Spanking Ball'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R3aWQdTCHZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gNfWUOcTAU0/s72-c/spanking_ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-9016998092401155043</id><published>2007-12-21T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:21.864-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><title type='text'>Tantrums Won't be tolerated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R2xPqtTCHYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fiZQWtfenJ8/s1600-h/tantrum.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R2xPqtTCHYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fiZQWtfenJ8/s200/tantrum.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146576069310160258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I don't know what I was thinking, but I took some things that Chris said the wrong way and went off and threw a tantrum. Of course Chris wasn't going to tolerate that. He told me to get the hairbrush paddle and report back to his office. I then bent over and grabbed the desk while Chris pulled my pajama bottoms and panties down then he have be several hard whacks on my bare ass. It hurt so bad and I swore up and down that I wouldn't throw any more fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that resolve didn't last long. A few hours later he said something else and once again I took it the wrong way and once again flew off the handle and acted like a two year old. Chris told me to go get the hairbrush once again. I did as I was told and then returned to the bedroom and bent over the edge of the bed and he once again lit my bare ass on fire with the hairbrush paddle. This time of course it was a lot harsher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what comes over me sometimes, but I am glad that Chris takes the time to spank me. In any other relationships things like this would cause a wall to come between the couple and it would be several hours before that wall came down. In our relationship these kind of situations are learning experiences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-9016998092401155043?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/9016998092401155043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=9016998092401155043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/9016998092401155043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/9016998092401155043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/12/tantrums-wont-be-tolerated.html' title='Tantrums Won&apos;t be tolerated'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R2xPqtTCHYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fiZQWtfenJ8/s72-c/tantrum.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2869695403766194888</id><published>2007-12-20T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:12:52.987-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking story blog'/><title type='text'>New Story</title><content type='html'>I don't really have anything to report over here, but I did write another story so head over to my &lt;a href="http://erinsspankingstories.blogspot.com/"&gt;spanking story blog&lt;/a&gt; and read the latest story about a young women that opens her neighbors package and gets more than she ever could have imagined.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2869695403766194888?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2869695403766194888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2869695403766194888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2869695403766194888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2869695403766194888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-story.html' title='New Story'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2151372955384467528</id><published>2007-12-19T01:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:22.134-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>Schools Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R2i21NTCHTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aw22PCgZnOY/s1600-h/books.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R2i21NTCHTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aw22PCgZnOY/s200/books.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145563599489604914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am back now that the school books aren't eating away all my time and creative energy. This last few months have been filled with erotic spankings with a few punishment ones as well.  I won't go into detail about each spanking, but will instead tell you guys that I have learned a lot over the last few months about what it means to be submissive and even though I am far from being 100% submissive I am getting closer with every swing of the belt when I fail and every smile on his face when I succeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Chris turned me over his knee for a wonderful bun warming session with the big paddle and his hand before throwing me down on the bed and making sweet love to me. I think that most of the women that read this blog will agree that the feeling of your sore ass rubbing up against the bed during sex makes the sex even better. That was definitely the case tonight as well as several other nights in the last few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to be back in the blogging world and pleased to see that so many of you had taken the time to post on my blog during my absence.  I hope to be able to keep blogging throughout my holiday break and through the next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2151372955384467528?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2151372955384467528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2151372955384467528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2151372955384467528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2151372955384467528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/12/schools-out.html' title='Schools Out!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/R2i21NTCHTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aw22PCgZnOY/s72-c/books.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-853496432074436716</id><published>2007-10-19T20:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T20:56:27.330-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairbrush paddle'/><title type='text'>15 Quick and Powerful Swats</title><content type='html'>So I got my first punishment in quite a few weeks.  I almost ran out of gas when I was driving home from a meeting that I had this afternoon.  This evening after dinner I casually mentioned it to Chris, while I was telling him about other things that had happened during the day. I didn't really even think that when I told him the next words out of his mouth were going to be "Well I should punish you for that" My heart skipped a beat. I hadn't thought about it from his point of view, that it was irresponsible and could have been bad if I had run out of gas.  He talked to me about why I was going to get a spanking and I totally agreed with him as he told me to pull down my pants and panties and bend over his knee. Then he proceeded to bring the hairbrush paddle down on my ass very hard 15 times. It is about half an hour later now and I am still feeling a little tender. I think that I will remember to watch my gas gage from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-853496432074436716?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/853496432074436716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=853496432074436716&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/853496432074436716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/853496432074436716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/10/15-quick-and-powerful-swats.html' title='15 Quick and Powerful Swats'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2637629456676912494</id><published>2007-10-16T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T21:50:02.109-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belt'/><title type='text'>The Sting of the Belt</title><content type='html'>I am sitting on a fairly sore ass right now. I just did some minor bratting. Is anyone surprised? I am sure that my loyal readers are just shaking their heads thinking will she ever learn? I have learned my lesson, if you brat off you will get spanked and that is just fine with me *grin* So, anyway back to why I have a sore bottom, I just made a simple bratty comment, but forgot to look around to see what Chris might be able to use. My belt was laying on the floor so sure enough he found it and told me to grab the edge of the bed. I did as I was told and without a warm-up he gave me about 10 good strokes across the seat of my tight dress pants. I was surprised at how much it hurt, even through my dress pants. I guess I should be counting my blessings that he didn't pull down my pants.  Well I hope that everyone is having a good week so far, mine has been busy but so far so good. I forgot to do a few things that I was supposed to do today so I need to go and do them before Chris decides that I need a punishment spanking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2637629456676912494?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2637629456676912494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2637629456676912494&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2637629456676912494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2637629456676912494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/10/sting-of-belt.html' title='The Sting of the Belt'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-3238740338180263872</id><published>2007-10-14T18:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:28:10.254-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>I know that it has been awhile since my last post, but my life has been really busy since school started. There really isn't much in the way of spankings to talk about. I have been just good enough to not earn a punishment spanking lately. There have been a number of erotic spankings though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember them all, nor would you want me to go through them even if my memory was that good. So I will just recount this evenings spanking. After dinner Chris informed me that I was going to get a hard erotic spanking since I had been bratting most of the day. Who knew that sticking up ones middle fingers and placing them on ones ass while walking away would earn one a spanking? I certainly was in the dark when it came to this rule. Chris placed me in my favorite position for the spanking, over his knee, then proceeded to spank me with our 4 main paddles and his hand. After several strokes with each of the 4 paddles he had me bend over the edge of the bed and submit to 10 medium strokes of the cane. After the wonderful erotic spanking he had be stand in the corner to enjoy the afterglow then we made sweet love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I will find time to post again on a regular basis from now on. I have missed writing this blog and reading everyones blogs. I hope that you have all been doing great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-3238740338180263872?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/3238740338180263872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=3238740338180263872&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3238740338180263872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3238740338180263872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/10/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-3788037617167476198</id><published>2007-09-12T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:22.326-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>A Little Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Ruf5RHAtVEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/h5E_Vq-JFmU/s1600-h/remote.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Ruf5RHAtVEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/h5E_Vq-JFmU/s200/remote.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109326374610228290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I misplaced the remote to the tv in our bedroom so Chris programmed the remote in the living room to work in the bedroom too. Well, yesterday when I was cleaning I found the remote so rather than doing what I am sure a good girl would have done and tell him I found it, I thought that I would have some fun *grin*. So when he turned off the tv I turned it back on with my remote. This went on for a little while before I just couldn't hold the giggles back any longer and I showed him that I had found the remote. Well, he pinched my nipples very hard until all the giggles were out of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-3788037617167476198?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/3788037617167476198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=3788037617167476198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3788037617167476198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3788037617167476198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/09/little-fun.html' title='A Little Fun'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Ruf5RHAtVEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/h5E_Vq-JFmU/s72-c/remote.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2014101046528482064</id><published>2007-09-11T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T14:41:49.943-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance Spankings'/><title type='text'>Feeling Better</title><content type='html'>Well, I am starting to feel a little better. Last night Chris gave me a maintenance spanking right before we went to bed. It was a quick but painful one. He gave me 100 strokes with the big paddle that has holes while I was laying face down on the bed. The maintenance spanking really got my head back in the right frame of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a lot to get done today, so unless I want the next post to be about a punishment spanking I should get going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2014101046528482064?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2014101046528482064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2014101046528482064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2014101046528482064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2014101046528482064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/09/feeling-better.html' title='Feeling Better'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-157649421788817498</id><published>2007-09-10T12:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T12:59:38.570-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>pulling out my hair</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the long absence, the start of the semester is always crazy. Soon I will fall into a normal schedule. Until then though I feel as if I am being pulled in a million different directions. There hasn't been much spanking going on here, we have both been pretty busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note we did switch around some rooms so know we have a lot more space in our bedroom and we have an empty corner *grin*  I don't know if anybody else is like Chris and I but we love to rearrange the furniture. It was a lot of work but the end result was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little spanking this morning, but it wasn't anything like what I have coming later. I asked Chris last night if he could give me a maintenance spanking today. He agreed that my behavior had been a  little out of line. I asked for  it because I felt like with all of the stress I was going to really step out of line if I didn't have a reminder of who was in charge. I will keep you posted on how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to finish up some stuff before I head off to school. Enjoy your Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-157649421788817498?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/157649421788817498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=157649421788817498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/157649421788817498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/157649421788817498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/09/pulling-out-my-hair.html' title='pulling out my hair'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-6095565610333237606</id><published>2007-09-02T11:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:22.504-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Catching Up On Some Z's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RtrWvZD3cVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uu4PBi9Ai60/s1600-h/sleep.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RtrWvZD3cVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uu4PBi9Ai60/s200/sleep.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105629237247177042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris and I both had a pretty busy week so it wasn't too surprising that we were both exhausted yesterday. So since it was Saturday we ended up taking a several hour nap in the middle of the day. I don't know there is something very nice about being able to lay down in the middle of the day and just sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little spanking that took place, nothing formal just a few fun spankings here and there for bratty comments or for just having a butt. My favorite one was for skipping while putting the ruler paddle back in its home after he toasted my bottom. Who knew that you aren't supposed to act happy when it is finally time to put away the paddle. Oh well, you learn new things everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that Chris and I are both more awake today, so maybe there will be more formal erotic spankings to report later. I hope that everyone is having a wonderful weekend and managing to stay out of trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-6095565610333237606?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/6095565610333237606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=6095565610333237606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6095565610333237606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6095565610333237606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/09/catching-up-on-some-zs.html' title='Catching Up On Some Z&apos;s'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RtrWvZD3cVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uu4PBi9Ai60/s72-c/sleep.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-477601772798764453</id><published>2007-08-28T11:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:22.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>School has Begun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RtRFj5D3cTI/AAAAAAAAADs/J-QtMWpaxsE/s1600-h/books.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RtRFj5D3cTI/AAAAAAAAADs/J-QtMWpaxsE/s200/books.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103780760632389938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes just started and I am already swamped with homework! I know that I will be able to get through it all if I keep my mind focused, but sometimes that is easier said than done.  I know what will happen if I fall behind in my school work, a pretty severe spanking, that is helping me keep my nose in the books. Also the fact that I really want to graduated at the end of this year is a good motivator too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with classes and studying there wasn't any time for spanking yesterday, but Chris is probably going to get home today a bit earlier than usual today so maybe I will have something more to share tomorrow.  I am going to try and post another story on &lt;a href="http://erinsspankingstories.blogspot.com/"&gt;my story blog &lt;/a&gt;today. I hope that you will go over there and check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-477601772798764453?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/477601772798764453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=477601772798764453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/477601772798764453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/477601772798764453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/school-has-begun.html' title='School has Begun!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RtRFj5D3cTI/AAAAAAAAADs/J-QtMWpaxsE/s72-c/books.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-6325336742386385146</id><published>2007-08-25T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:23.016-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris says'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>A quote from Chris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RtBVAJD3cSI/AAAAAAAAADk/FXhclC8IRiY/s1600-h/Chris+Says.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RtBVAJD3cSI/AAAAAAAAADk/FXhclC8IRiY/s200/Chris+Says.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102671838731268386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chris said something the other night that I just had to share with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vanilla  porn is like vegetables: they are part of a healthy diet, but not very interesting."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-6325336742386385146?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/6325336742386385146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=6325336742386385146&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6325336742386385146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6325336742386385146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/quote-from-chris.html' title='A quote from Chris'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RtBVAJD3cSI/AAAAAAAAADk/FXhclC8IRiY/s72-c/Chris+Says.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-8454941250898910962</id><published>2007-08-23T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:23.221-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Caution: Lessons from a Brat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rs2zSpD3cRI/AAAAAAAAADc/EjjEmu1hlqM/s1600-h/caution+sign"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rs2zSpD3cRI/AAAAAAAAADc/EjjEmu1hlqM/s200/caution+sign" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101931085721727250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't recommend if the spanker is focusing on the sit spots and then finally moves north to the less sensitive area of the buttocks saying "Wow so you do know where my ass really is, I was beginning to wonder." That rightly so earned me several more hard swats with his hand to my sensitive sit spots before he determined that it was time to give his hand a rest and requested that I get him the cane. By the time that he was done using the the cane I had a pretty sore bottom and a smile on my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-8454941250898910962?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/8454941250898910962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=8454941250898910962&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8454941250898910962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8454941250898910962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/caution-lessons-from-brat_23.html' title='Caution: Lessons from a Brat'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rs2zSpD3cRI/AAAAAAAAADc/EjjEmu1hlqM/s72-c/caution+sign' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-1103065005812504710</id><published>2007-08-19T14:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T15:05:40.667-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><title type='text'>New Story</title><content type='html'>I just put up a new story over at my story blog. I hope you all enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting over here on a pretty sore bottom. After I finished writing that story I e-mailed it to Chris. He read it and found a few silly mistakes that I made because I was typing too fast. Well instead of just saying thanks and fixing them I got all frustrated with myself and then when Chris tried to tell me it was okay I threw a fit. Well that didn't go over real well as you can imagine. Chris ordered me into the bedroom and gave me a sound paddling followed by six strokes with the cane. Just like the girl in my story that I had just sent to him. Well I hope that everyone has a good Sunday and I am going to try to avoid anymore punishment spankings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-1103065005812504710?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/1103065005812504710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=1103065005812504710&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1103065005812504710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1103065005812504710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-story.html' title='New Story'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-4242600547270336209</id><published>2007-08-18T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:23.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butt plug'/><title type='text'>A New Toy: Butt Plug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RsexdJD3cQI/AAAAAAAAADU/gt5fakmYWNk/s1600-h/butt+plug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RsexdJD3cQI/AAAAAAAAADU/gt5fakmYWNk/s200/butt+plug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100240217226834178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris and I went shopping today and picked up a new toy, a butt plug. As soon as we got home I wanted to try it out. So, Chris bent me over the side of the bed and paddled my bare bottom and then gave me a few good cane strokes, before allowing me to have the extreme pleasure of the butt plug sliding into me. It was better than I thought it would be. I ended up leaving the butt plug in while we watched Jurassic Park. I loved the feeling and I'm looking forward to many more exciting encounters with the butt plug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-4242600547270336209?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/4242600547270336209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=4242600547270336209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4242600547270336209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4242600547270336209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-toy-butt-blug.html' title='A New Toy: Butt Plug'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RsexdJD3cQI/AAAAAAAAADU/gt5fakmYWNk/s72-c/butt+plug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-5081178566620139255</id><published>2007-08-16T22:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:38:40.884-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking story blog'/><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>I have been writing stories for a while now, I have posted a few of them on here, but the majority of them I just e-mail to Chris. Well, I thought that it might be nice to post them for all to read. I will continue to post on this blog about my day to day spanking adventures, I will only be posting fictional stories on my spanking story blog. Please &lt;a href="http://erinsspankingstories.blogspot.com/"&gt;check it out&lt;/a&gt; from time to time and let me know what you think, my goal is to post at least two stories a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-5081178566620139255?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/5081178566620139255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=5081178566620139255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5081178566620139255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5081178566620139255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-7154161019247598240</id><published>2007-08-16T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:10:42.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance Spankings'/><title type='text'>Back to "Normal"</title><content type='html'>I asked Chris last night for a spanking. He decided that it sounded like a good idea and told me that he thought a maintenance spanking might get me back to "normal". He asked for the cane and the big paddle and then had me lay over the edge of the bed. He then spanked me over my pj's for a little while and then lowered my pj's so that the real spanking could begin. It was a firm maintenance spanking and by the end I felt like me again. I no longer felt like crying instead I felt like smiling and laughing. It feels good to be back to feeling like myself.  The best part though was this morning when I woke up feeling a little tender and I knew that it was going to be a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-7154161019247598240?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/7154161019247598240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=7154161019247598240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7154161019247598240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7154161019247598240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to &quot;Normal&quot;'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2460952401213308587</id><published>2007-08-14T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:38:09.338-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Strange Feelings</title><content type='html'>As I stated in my &lt;a href="http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/surprise.html"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt;, I got all dressed up to set the mood for Chris when he got home so that we could spend the evening having all kinds of fun. Well, my reasoning behind my plan was that all day I had felt like crying and I was hoping that I would snap out of it. As some of you may have guessed it didn't work the way that I was hoping it would, but it wasn't all bad.  Even though I am still crying and I don't know if I am going to be able to get my feelings under control anytime soon I know that Chris will be at my side to help me through everything. I am just hoping that tomorrow I will wake up and my mood will be back to normal. I am so sick of crying for no reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2460952401213308587?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2460952401213308587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2460952401213308587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2460952401213308587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2460952401213308587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/strange-feelings.html' title='Strange Feelings'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-6867475970813279932</id><published>2007-08-14T18:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T19:02:38.345-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>I am waiting for Chris to get home right now while dressed in the shortest skirt that I own, a sexy t-shirt, and red and black lacy bra and underwear set. My hair hair is up in pigtails and I put a dragonfly temp tattoo on my left boob. I hope that everyone has a good evening I am sure that I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, I wasn't able to get through the weekend without incurring a good hard brat spanking. It was very painful, but that is the way that I like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-6867475970813279932?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/6867475970813279932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=6867475970813279932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6867475970813279932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6867475970813279932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2421556093050603087</id><published>2007-08-11T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:03:55.162-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>On My Best Behavior!</title><content type='html'>Chris and I are spending the weekend with some friends and family so there is no way that he can spank me. In the past when we have done this I am really bratty and end up with a huge stroke count that my poor ass has to suffer through. Well this time I think that I have finally learned and I am going to try and behave. Wish me luck, I really don't think that I am going to be able to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2421556093050603087?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2421556093050603087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2421556093050603087&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2421556093050603087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2421556093050603087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-my-best-behavior.html' title='On My Best Behavior!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-9121240379353566136</id><published>2007-08-10T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T12:52:40.952-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cane'/><title type='text'>My New Friend!</title><content type='html'>The cane and I became good friends through the several meetings over the last few days. When Chris bought the cane a few weeks back I was petrified of it and didn't want it anywhere near my ass. Lately though Chris has been using it during erotic spankings, not only on my ass but on my tits as well. Chris doesn't use the cane hard enough to leave a lasting mark, it is just hard enough to leave a red mark that goes away after a few moments. I think that I would like Chris to give me cane strokes that are hard enough to leave lasting marks, but I am not sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-9121240379353566136?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/9121240379353566136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=9121240379353566136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/9121240379353566136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/9121240379353566136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-new-friend.html' title='My New Friend!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-5262303641830697834</id><published>2007-08-06T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:23.630-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Caution: Lessons from a Brat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RrdiZh0dRUI/AAAAAAAAADM/PRxOgrdRijY/s1600-h/caution+sign"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RrdiZh0dRUI/AAAAAAAAADM/PRxOgrdRijY/s200/caution+sign" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095649694107649346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was standing in the corner last night after a long hard erotic spanking with only my bra and shirt on. Chris then ordered me to take off my shirt and bra. I decided to make things a little more interesting by turning around and giving him a little smile. He then proceeded to paddle my already sore bottom. Lesson is unless you want more pain inflicted on your bottom I don't recommend adding on to orders. I know that I won't be for a long time *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-5262303641830697834?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/5262303641830697834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=5262303641830697834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5262303641830697834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5262303641830697834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/caution-lessons-from-brat.html' title='Caution: Lessons from a Brat'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RrdiZh0dRUI/AAAAAAAAADM/PRxOgrdRijY/s72-c/caution+sign' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-3178583337133291228</id><published>2007-08-06T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:16:23.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And the results are in . . .</title><content type='html'>Thanks for participating in my poll this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male that is the spanker: 34%&lt;br /&gt;Female that is the spankee: 29%&lt;br /&gt;Male that is the spanker: 12%&lt;br /&gt;Female that wants to get/give a spanking but doesn't: 10%&lt;br /&gt;Male that wants to give/get a spnking but doesn't: 8%&lt;br /&gt;Famale that is the spanker: 4%&lt;br /&gt;I stubled upon your site by accident and don't want to have anything to do with spanking: 0%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-3178583337133291228?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/3178583337133291228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=3178583337133291228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3178583337133291228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3178583337133291228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-results-are-in.html' title='And the results are in . . .'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-6442850712149654056</id><published>2007-08-02T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:40:23.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Way to Wake-Up!</title><content type='html'>This morning I was relaxing in bed as Chris was getting ready for work, when he came into the bedroom and told me to stand up. I of course followed his directions, he then took me over his knee and gave me a good hand spanking then he had me stand facing the door and he gave me a good dose of the belt and big paddle followed with a few strokes of the cane. Then while he was snuggling with me I made a few bratty comments that earned me a few more strokes with the big paddle. How was I supposed to know that when he asked if my bottom hurt saying it is a little tender while sporting a smirk would get me a few good strokes with the paddle?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-6442850712149654056?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/6442850712149654056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=6442850712149654056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6442850712149654056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6442850712149654056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-way-to-wake-up.html' title='What a Way to Wake-Up!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-5832488100786393604</id><published>2007-08-01T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T18:53:32.134-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>A Good Old Fashion Hand Spanking!</title><content type='html'>Last night Chris and I were watching television and when the first commercial came on he ordered my pants to come off and then placed me over his knee and gave me the hand spanking of my life. Most of the hand spankings that Chris has ever gave me were just enough to warm me up for one of the implements. Last night though he have me one hell of an erotic hand spanking. I had to keep reminding myself that he didn't have a paddle in his hand because the pain that my bottom was feeling sure matched that of the hairbrush paddle. It was a pleasant reminder that he can spank me hard enough with just his hand, he doesn't need a paddle around to teach me a good lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-5832488100786393604?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/5832488100786393604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=5832488100786393604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5832488100786393604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5832488100786393604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-old-fashion-hand-spanking.html' title='A Good Old Fashion Hand Spanking!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-5896024487403212415</id><published>2007-07-31T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T13:44:12.884-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I need some motivation!</title><content type='html'>I have a big project that I am supposed to be working on today, but it just seems to big for me to get done.  I know that it is important and I really need to get working on it, but I don't even know where to start. All I know is that I really do need to start or my bottom is going to have a bonfire ragging on it. Wish me luck I really don't want to feel the cane, but yet I really don't want to work on this project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-5896024487403212415?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/5896024487403212415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=5896024487403212415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5896024487403212415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5896024487403212415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-need-some-motivation.html' title='I need some motivation!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-5109946433421122880</id><published>2007-07-30T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T13:44:48.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance Spankings'/><title type='text'>Maintenance Spanking</title><content type='html'>Last night Chris did give me my maintenance spanking right before we went to bed. It was a pretty hard spanking, but it was just what I needed to get my attitude back in line with what he expects. He gave me 30 strokes with the big paddle and the big paddle with holes, then 20 with the belt, and to finish it up 10 with the cane. When he started in with the big paddle I didn't think that I was going to make it, I had a really hard time staying in position,  Chris put his hand on my back to keep me over the stack of pillows, but by the time the second paddle and the belt were being used I was learning my lesson and conceded to take my maintenance spanking like a submissive woman should. Then came the cane, each stroke felt like a stripe of fire, but somehow I remained in position. When it was all done Chris held me and rubbed my sore bottom. I love the feeling after a spanking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-5109946433421122880?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/5109946433421122880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=5109946433421122880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5109946433421122880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5109946433421122880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/maintenance-spanking.html' title='Maintenance Spanking'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-8835928365739058825</id><published>2007-07-29T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T15:56:18.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance Spankings'/><title type='text'>Maintenance Spanking Coming</title><content type='html'>Chris told me last night I was going to get a maintenance spanking today. He had given me a free pass on some small offenses and feels that a maintenance spanking is just what I need to get my head back in the right frame of mind to start this next week. I agree with him, a maintenance spanking is just what I need.  He also told me that the maintenance spanking would include a few cane strokes. When I heard him say that my heart skipped a beat and butterflies began to flutter their wings in my stomach. The cane scares me, it hurts like hell and I really just don't like it. Those I guess are good feelings to have towards an implement that is supposed to correct bad behavior. Chris believes that overtime I will become less scared of it an maybe even enjoy it. I see his point and the other night when he just lightly tapped the nylon cane against my bare bottom creating a warm glow it was slightly erotic, but then he brought it down a little harder and I felt like jumping out of my skin. I do hope that one day I can learn to enjoy an erotic caning, because I know that Chris loves the two new canes that he bought.  Well, I will post later about my maintenance spanking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-8835928365739058825?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/8835928365739058825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=8835928365739058825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8835928365739058825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8835928365739058825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/maintenance-spanking-coming.html' title='Maintenance Spanking Coming'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-5453320762354947119</id><published>2007-07-29T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T14:39:48.629-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poll'/><title type='text'>Thanks For Voting!</title><content type='html'>I enjoyed watching how many people had voted on my poll each day and enjoyed seeing which implement was your favorite. In the end the results were:&lt;br /&gt;               First Place: Hand (34%)&lt;br /&gt;               Second Place: Belt (27%)&lt;br /&gt;               Third Place: Paddle (25%)&lt;br /&gt;               Fourth Place: Cane (11%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking all week and because of a few search words that landed people on my site, that I don't think were really trying to get to a spanking blog, I would like to ask the question. Which of the following best describes you? I am also hoping that this will give me a better idea of who my readers are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-5453320762354947119?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/5453320762354947119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=5453320762354947119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5453320762354947119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5453320762354947119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/thanks-for-voting.html' title='Thanks For Voting!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-7469291437511155161</id><published>2007-07-26T23:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T23:38:34.843-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy!</title><content type='html'>So much to do so little time. That has been the thought that has been running through my head for the last few days. Everything is starting to settle down somewhat but won't completely slow down until Monday. The worst part though is that I haven't gotten a good spanking since Monday, but I think that I will see Chris tomorrow night *grins* Starting to daydream again . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-7469291437511155161?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/7469291437511155161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=7469291437511155161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7469291437511155161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7469291437511155161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-9085219511461409134</id><published>2007-07-26T01:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T01:40:10.150-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daydreams'/><title type='text'>Mid-day daydream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As I was working around my place I had this daydream. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris walks into my apartment and without saying a word he points to my bedroom. My heart flutters as I quickly go to my room. I stand in the corner dressed in my gray pj pants and white t-shirt. After a few moments Chris enters, I can feel his eyes as stares at me, admiring my ass in his favorite pj pants. He then crosses the room to my bed and sits down. He then asks me if I have been a naughty girl. I reply "Yes sir" He then asks me how I think that I should be punished. I tell him "I should be spanked" He then says that he agrees and pats his knee. I cross the room and lay my body across his knee. He then spanks me with his hand over my pj bottoms pausing every now and then to  rub  my bottom. After my bottom is nice and warm he lowers my pj bottoms to my knees and proceeds to spank my warm bottom until it is very red and I am moaning with pleasure.  Chris then stands me up and lays me down on the bed to make love to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-9085219511461409134?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/9085219511461409134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=9085219511461409134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/9085219511461409134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/9085219511461409134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/mid-day-daydream.html' title='Mid-day daydream'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-4453141966443003704</id><published>2007-07-24T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T23:55:56.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance Spankings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cane'/><title type='text'>Chris's Arsenal Grows</title><content type='html'>The two canes and nipple clamps arrived yesterday. We played with the canes before we went to bed. After a very good warm-up Chris have me a few light strokes with each of the cane. Those few light strokes were almost more than I could handle. I realized at that moment that I need to be on my best behavior because punishment strokes will be a lot harder than those erotic strokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get a maintenance spanking last night, after we were done playing with the new toys. It was a pretty  light maintenance spanking, but it was enough to get my head back into a submissive frame of mind. As part of the maintenance spanking I got 5 hard strokes with the rattan cane. I was surprised at how well I took those strokes, it was all I could do to stay in position.  My body wanted to grab the cane and break it into a thousand different pieces. I am glad that my brain was focused on being submissive and told my body not to move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-4453141966443003704?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/4453141966443003704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=4453141966443003704&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4453141966443003704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4453141966443003704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/chriss-arsenal-grows.html' title='Chris&apos;s Arsenal Grows'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-5904733534497681143</id><published>2007-07-22T16:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:23.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nintendo'/><title type='text'>Super Mario World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqPBmR0dRTI/AAAAAAAAADE/Z3DqRP0xutQ/s1600-h/super+mario+world"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqPBmR0dRTI/AAAAAAAAADE/Z3DqRP0xutQ/s200/super+mario+world" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090124867221407026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night Chris hooked up my laptop so that I could play Super Nintendo games on it. I played Super Nintendo 24/7 growing up. Well I thought that I would be able to pick it back up without a problem, but I can't seem to get used to the keyboard controls. It is really frustrating! Chris is making fun of me because every time I die I let out what can only be described as a growl like sigh. I am taking a break from playing for a while now because I am afraid I will get myself so worked up over this that I may do or say something that would cause me to need a punishment spanking and after two punishments last night and the canes coming tomorrow I think that I need to be on my best behavior. Well, I am going to find something non-stressful to do. I hope that you all are enjoying your Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-5904733534497681143?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/5904733534497681143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=5904733534497681143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5904733534497681143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5904733534497681143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/super-mario-world.html' title='Super Mario World'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqPBmR0dRTI/AAAAAAAAADE/Z3DqRP0xutQ/s72-c/super+mario+world' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-4442167954032793368</id><published>2007-07-22T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:24.049-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nipple clamps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothepins'/><title type='text'>Clothespins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqOicR0dRSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ijo0fuvga8A/s1600-h/clothespins"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqOicR0dRSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ijo0fuvga8A/s200/clothespins" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090090610562254114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can hardly wait for the nipple clamps to arrive! Don't get me wrong I am excited that two canes are coming too, but I already know how the canes are going to feel. The nipple clams on the other hand are a whole new experience for me. I have read stories and lots of blogs posts about them and if everything is true about them I think that they are going to soon become one of my favorite toys. In the meantime while I try to wait patiently for the nipple clamps to arrive I broke out some clothespins that I had bought before I knew that Chris had ordered the nipple clamps. Anyway, I handed Chris two of the clothespins and he attached them to my nipples and wiggled them around. It was extremely pleasurable and very painful. After a few moments of torturing my tits Chris made sweet passionate love to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-4442167954032793368?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/4442167954032793368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=4442167954032793368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4442167954032793368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4442167954032793368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/clothespins.html' title='Clothespins'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqOicR0dRSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ijo0fuvga8A/s72-c/clothespins' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-1507446792675898149</id><published>2007-07-21T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:24.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hold Still!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqLC5B0dRRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BUscIcgIW7w/s1600-h/wiggle+worm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqLC5B0dRRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BUscIcgIW7w/s200/wiggle+worm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089844813878871314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just got punished for wiggling during an erotic spanking. Chris was giving me an spontaneous erotic spanking over his knee, he started out by just using his hand but then he started using a paddle. That is when I shut off my brain and started wiggling and squirming all over his lap. He paused for a brief moment and told me that I had an option I could either stop wiggling or I could take a punishment spanking. I really wanted to choose stop wiggling, but I didn't. He stopped the erotic spanking and then after some time to think about what I had done and some discussion about why I didn't get aroused by erotic spanking like I usually do and why wiggling isn't submissive I was bent over the bed for a punishment spanking. He made it very clear that I was getting spanked for the wiggling NOT for the fact that I didn't get aroused by the erotic spanking. He understands that I have a lot of stress in my life right now that is keeping me from getting as excited as I usually would be about a spontaneous erotic spanking, but that doesn't give me the right to wiggle around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, two punishment spanking and a few erotic spankings today has kept my bottom very tender all day. I know what Chris is going to say when he reads this so I will just supply his line for you "just like it should be" He is right, a brat like me does deserve to have a sore ass 24/7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-1507446792675898149?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/1507446792675898149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=1507446792675898149&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1507446792675898149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1507446792675898149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/hold-still.html' title='&quot;Hold Still!&quot;'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqLC5B0dRRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BUscIcgIW7w/s72-c/wiggle+worm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-740497556480230393</id><published>2007-07-21T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T19:18:58.044-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Good after 20 swats!</title><content type='html'>I was just searching for some spanking blogs and I ran across a discussion board that was a bunch of wives discussing how their husbands spank them. &lt;a href="http://www.suite101.com/discussion.cfm/womens_sexuality/98763/1-10"&gt;One of the posts&lt;/a&gt; had me laughing so hard that I thought I would share it with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are three things I can "get it" for. Bouncing a check, getting a ticket, and if during oral sex I decide not to swallow at the end of it (the ultimate rejection, or something). The third isn't too bad - usually only five smacks. The other two can be more intense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With checks and tickets the spanking is tied directly to the price take of the problem. If I bounce a $10 check, I'm going to get ten for the check, 15 more for our bank's fee, and some addition for whatever the store charges. Last check added up to 93.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A couple of clear rules. No spanking session can be more than 20 smacks/contacts unless I say so. So if I've got 30 coming I get to decide whether I want them all now or 20 now and 10 later. There has to be at least two hours between sessions. No more than twqo sessions a day without my consent. The 93 got divided up into five sessions over three days. And I'm more careful with the checkbook now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We also have an agreed list of instruments Don can pick from. A small leather paddle with a heart cut out of it. A thin belt that stings like the dickens. Two different wooden spoons. A hairbrush he really likes for some reason. He gets to pick a reasonable position for me: over his knee, kneeling somewhere, laying on my stomach with a pillow under my hips (his favorite for some reason). Being uncooperative gets me an extra five in any given session. He gets to decide what I wear for a spanking. He is especially fond of loose cotton dresses that I think make me look like I'm in middle school or something. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess the power is a big deal to him. I find the whole thing very embarrasing. And painful. I almost always cry. But the spanking almost always leads to GREAT sex. And Don is 11 years older than me and about twice my size (I'm 5'1" and 108 pounds; he's 6'3" and 210 pounds). So I cope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The part I like least is that I absolutely HAVE TO count out loud for him or a smack doesn't count (and I'm being uncooperative). It's not my great fantasy, but he likes it so much I've never just said "no.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;span class="dis_message_footer"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;div class="dis_message_footer" style="text-align: right; padding-right: 2px;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;      It sounded to me like she was in more control than he was. I shared the part about how she only got 20 strokes per session with Chris he laughed and made me bend over his knee for 20 strokes with his hand they were very firm, but like most of you can imagine after 20 strokes my ass was barely pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that Chris figured I needed an erotic spanking with the bathbrush. It was quick but very painful. *grin* It was way more than 20 strokes, if I had to guess maybe it was around 100, but I was too busy trying not to make any bratty comments as he between sets of strokes as Chris scratched his back with the non-business side of the bathbrush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-740497556480230393?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/740497556480230393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=740497556480230393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/740497556480230393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/740497556480230393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-after-20-swats.html' title='Good after 20 swats!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2765183088219701612</id><published>2007-07-21T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:24.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqJGKh0dRQI/AAAAAAAAACs/6STDphzfJdc/s1600-h/sunrise"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqJGKh0dRQI/AAAAAAAAACs/6STDphzfJdc/s200/sunrise" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089707675573110018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up to Chris playing with my nipples and breasts. Then he playfully smacked my ass and kissed me. It was an absolute perfect morning, until he asked me if I had called the doctors office like he had asked me to do several days ago. As soon as the question left his lips I knew that my ass was in for a serious punishment. I had really meant to call the doctor, but then I got really busy and the mental note that I had flew out one of my ears never to return.  Pretty soon I was bent over a stack of pillows with a bathbrush and belt reminding me that when Chris tells me to do something and I say that I am going to do it I need to follow through and actually do it.  After my punishment was over, Chris gave me a very erotic spanking on my already sore ass and then we made love.  I hope that the rest of the day is as good as this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2765183088219701612?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2765183088219701612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2765183088219701612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2765183088219701612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2765183088219701612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-morning.html' title='What a Morning!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RqJGKh0dRQI/AAAAAAAAACs/6STDphzfJdc/s72-c/sunrise' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-1615065589638265784</id><published>2007-07-21T00:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:45:21.493-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belt'/><title type='text'>Poll</title><content type='html'>I noticed today that Blogger added a poll feature, so I thought that I would try it out. The question is: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favorite implement? &lt;/span&gt;My answer was the belt, I love the way that leather feels as it makes contact with my bare skin. I have come close to orgasming from a good firm dose of the belt. Feel free to elaborate on your choice by simply commenting on this post. I look forward to seeing what the winning implement is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-1615065589638265784?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/1615065589638265784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=1615065589638265784&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1615065589638265784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1615065589638265784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/poll.html' title='Poll'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-3784936764182783167</id><published>2007-07-19T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T00:18:52.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nipple clamps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Impliment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cane'/><title type='text'>More Excitement to Come</title><content type='html'>I found out last night that Chris ordered two canes and nipple clamps! They should be here by Monday, I am excited obviously but I am also a little nervous about how much pain my ass is going to be in and that from now on if I misbehave he will have the option of selecting a cane to punish me with. Chris used to have a cane, but several months ago the cane broke while he was using it on my naughty bottom. The cane is the only implement that has every left a lasting mark on my ass. For that reason I have a deep respect for it and really don't want it marking up my ass for punishment. On Monday I know that Chris is going to give me a pretty bad erotic spanking and caning to test out the new implements that I am really looking forward to and will be sure to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till Monday. For once I am wishing away the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got fingered in the ass for the first time today and nearly came from it.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Chris authored this last part, because I told him that I was having a hard time putting my first anal experience into words. I was trying to be eloquent about it, but I guess  that  his sentence sum up the experience pretty nicely. Thanks Chris!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-3784936764182783167?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/3784936764182783167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=3784936764182783167&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3784936764182783167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3784936764182783167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-excitement-to-come.html' title='More Excitement to Come'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-6881373525969120598</id><published>2007-07-15T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:43:26.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cornertime even for erotic spankings</title><content type='html'>I know that several people have written very interesting and thought-provoking blog posts and articles about the merits of corner time for punishment spankings and I have gained a lot of insight from them, but today I would like to look into the benefits of corner time as part of an erotic spanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to start out by saying I don't have a lot of experience with this subject but I would like to share what knowledge I do have and find out if there is anyone out there that would like to chime in share their experiences on this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off I would like to say that corner time before an erotic spanking can allow the spankee to have time to get in a submissive state of mind and become mentally prepared to enjoy whatever her man has in mind.  Maybe it is just me who needs this time. Don't get me wrong: I love erotic spankings, but they do hurt and if I don't prepare myself to be submissive I can easily earn myself a punishment spanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this can give the spanker a little bit of time to set up the scene and gather the necessary implements. I have found that when I turn around from my time in the corner to see an array of various implements it can be quite exciting to think that they are all going to be used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A third and final reason that I like some corner time before a spanking is because it allows for just a little more bratting. I know that some of you are not into bratting and feel that it is disrespectful, but in my relationship a little playful bratting is allowed and even somewhat encouraged. For example, this evening while I was supposed to be staring at the door I turned my head and smirked at Chris, which of course earned me a few good strokes to my exposed bottom as he moved my head back into position and scolded me about how I should remain in position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always I welcome any comments and look forward to hearing what you all think about this topic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-6881373525969120598?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/6881373525969120598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=6881373525969120598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6881373525969120598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6881373525969120598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/cornertime-even-for-erotic-spankings.html' title='Cornertime even for erotic spankings'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-4014141643368162822</id><published>2007-07-12T22:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:24.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Googles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rpblx9vtr0I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZGo2LhkPPoI/s1600-h/Great+Googles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rpblx9vtr0I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZGo2LhkPPoI/s400/Great+Googles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086505475712593730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am going to smack your bottom&lt;/span&gt;- that is a little forward don't you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over knee lady&lt;/span&gt;- version 2.0 now with red lacy panties and leather strap &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over skirt spanking&lt;/span&gt;- don't be surprised if she is tapping her fingers or humming from boredom  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hairbrush spank her bottom thighs&lt;/span&gt;- That is getting a little too close to the knees for my comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spots on thighs&lt;/span&gt;- I think that you should be talking to a doctor, but thanks for the visit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who were spanked with belts&lt;/span&gt;- were found to have a red bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over knee bare bottom lesson&lt;/span&gt;- In my experience the lesson is better learned when something is striking the bottom with force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the reasons get excited when spanked&lt;/span&gt;- That would take a long time to answer throughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heard the sounds of spanking through the walls&lt;/span&gt;- I wonder if that was our neighbors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-4014141643368162822?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/4014141643368162822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=4014141643368162822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4014141643368162822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4014141643368162822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-going-to-smack-your-bottom-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rpblx9vtr0I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZGo2LhkPPoI/s72-c/Great+Googles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-1233392222904841121</id><published>2007-07-11T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:05:23.286-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>Trust is an amazing and irreplaceable element in a relationship. I just want to take this opportunity to thank Chris for always trusting me.  There have been a lot of things happening in my life that would never have happen if people would have just trusted each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am spending the week at my place so there won't be much spanking until the weekend, unless Chris decides that a self spanking is in order. *grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-1233392222904841121?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/1233392222904841121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=1233392222904841121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1233392222904841121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1233392222904841121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-3747423842488180492</id><published>2007-07-09T13:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:25.406-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Caution: Lessons from a Brat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RpJwD5TIuII/AAAAAAAAACU/s-Cpatm8mVs/s1600-h/caution+sign"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RpJwD5TIuII/AAAAAAAAACU/s-Cpatm8mVs/s200/caution+sign" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085250141477714050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a new segment that I thought of last night. With these posts I will share stupid/funny bratty things that I have done and don't recommend any other brat trying. Although I have a feeling that there are a few brats out there that will be tempted to try repeating what I have done just to satisfy their greedy behinds, if that is you then I hope that you have fun and these bratty comments leave you feeling just as satisfied as I was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night after Chris gave me a pretty hard spanking he asked me if my ass hurt, I kind of shrugged my shoulders and said "Uh, sort of" I think that you can guess what happened next, yep that is right I was bent back over for a very hard paddling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-3747423842488180492?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/3747423842488180492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=3747423842488180492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3747423842488180492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3747423842488180492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/caution-lessons-from-brat.html' title='Caution: Lessons from a Brat'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RpJwD5TIuII/AAAAAAAAACU/s-Cpatm8mVs/s72-c/caution+sign' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-297029559628124161</id><published>2007-07-09T12:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:25.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>A New Form of Submission</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RpJhVZTIuHI/AAAAAAAAACM/X8cZnPZHVHA/s1600-h/handcuffs_pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 71px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RpJhVZTIuHI/AAAAAAAAACM/X8cZnPZHVHA/s200/handcuffs_pink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085233949451008114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were on vacation Chris picked up a pair of fuzzy purple handcuffs. He had me wear them a little while we were in the car, but due to a variety of reasons we weren't really able to use them much more while we were on vacation. So last night Chris got them out and handcuffed my hands behind my head and bent me over the side of the bed and gave me a very hard erotic spanking. Then he made love to me while I was still handcuffed, plus he didn't let me orgasm until I thought that there was no way that I could hold off any longer.&lt;br /&gt;I think that the handcuffs and I will become very good friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-297029559628124161?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/297029559628124161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=297029559628124161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/297029559628124161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/297029559628124161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-form-of-submission.html' title='A New Form of Submission'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RpJhVZTIuHI/AAAAAAAAACM/X8cZnPZHVHA/s72-c/handcuffs_pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-1088211318706446480</id><published>2007-07-08T14:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:26.194-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance Spankings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Back from Vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whitsunday-sailing.com.au/friday.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RpEnTZTIuFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_bLSjs33fkg/s200/spankmesail" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084888668440148050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture there was totally unedited and unfortunately it isn't a spanking sailboat ride *pout* Wouldn't that be cool though if it was? Oh well, feel free to click on the picture to view the sailboat company's webpage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I got back to his place last night after being on vacation for a little over a week. Since I had some attitude problems while we were on vacation Chris felt that  a maintenance spanking was in order and I couldn't have agreed more. I really felt that I needed my mind to be realigned with what he expected from me.  It was a pretty hard maintenance spanking followed by some cuddling and then an erotic spanking and love making that were way overdue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always enjoy our pillow-talk before we both fall asleep we usually talk about this that and the other thing usually not anything too important because we are both known for falling asleep while the other person is talking. Well last night Chris said something that I thought I should share with all of you. I told him that he was a freak and he responded with "Oh yeah? well I am not the one that likes to be beat!" I thought that was pretty funny and if you think about it, it does kind of make me a freak, but I think that being a freak is a good thing. Like one of my friends told me a long time ago "normal is a setting on the washing machine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here is one last random thought before I close out this blog post. I made a wonderful brunch for Chris and I when we finally got up around noon. It was french toast and eggs, Chris said that it was so good that he was going to have to give me a very hard spanking *grin*. It looks like it is going to be a fun day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-1088211318706446480?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/1088211318706446480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=1088211318706446480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1088211318706446480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1088211318706446480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-from-vacation.html' title='Back from Vacation!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RpEnTZTIuFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_bLSjs33fkg/s72-c/spankmesail' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-4434764921250602402</id><published>2007-07-06T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:28:13.930-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>I am a whore for mint chocolate chip ice cream and spankings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.0  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20070705;15000000"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="20070705;15140900"&gt;          &lt;style type="text/css"&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in }   P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }  --&gt;  &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Chris said that when we were on our way back to the cottage that we have been staying at for the last week or so. I thought about it and concluded that he is right with just one minor adjustment, I am only his whore.  We were able to find a great place out in the middle of nowhere yesterday for some great spanking fun and unfortunately a punishment spanking too.  The punishment spanking was because when we were at a park earlier in the day and he had told me to bend over his knee I refused to on the grounds that it was too public of a place. Of course that was very disrespectful of me to do, and he was planning on stopping me before I was actually over his knee, he really was just testing my submission. I did feel absolutely horrible about refusing to do what he asked me to do, but I just couldn't bring myself to do that at that time. We did talk about it and I told him why I had refused to obey him and he said that it was his decision to spank me whenever and wherever he deems appropriate and that I need to trust his judgment. I do trust his judgment and I promised him that I would never do that again. Of course though my promise didn't save my ass from being throughly punished with his hand, a shoe spoon and my belt.  After that spanking was out of the way he had fun bending me over the hood of the car and spanking my ass with his belt. Well I am keeping my fingers crossed that we get to go back there again before we head back home.    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-4434764921250602402?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/4434764921250602402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=4434764921250602402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4434764921250602402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4434764921250602402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-whore-for-mint-chocolate-chip-ice.html' title='I am a whore for mint chocolate chip ice cream and spankings!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-4582010681257763374</id><published>2007-07-01T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:27:51.622-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Middle of nowhere, but yet no spankings!</title><content type='html'>Chris and I are on vacation for a little over a week right now! Unfortunately due to the fact that we are with his parents and that the cabins that we are staying in are so close together we aren't able to get any spankings in, yet *grin* Chris has a few ideas of places that we can go off to tan my ass like it so desperately needs to be. Keep your fingers crossed, I really would like to have an outdoor spanking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-4582010681257763374?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/4582010681257763374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=4582010681257763374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4582010681257763374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4582010681257763374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/07/middle-of-nowhere-but-yet-no-spankings.html' title='Middle of nowhere, but yet no spankings!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-8237030563580505880</id><published>2007-06-28T14:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:26.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Today is my Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RoQEjpTIuEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_bwEKl6xTUg/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RoQEjpTIuEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_bwEKl6xTUg/s200/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081191290008811586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is my birthday, which can only mean one thing: birthday spankings. They started at midnight; Chris told me that I could choose which implement I would get for my first birthday spanking. I suggested his hand, which I know that he doesn't count as an implement (I sure think that it should).  For some reason, that isn't my decision to make *grin*.  For my bratty comment, he decided that he was going to give me a birthday spanking with his hand and then with an implement -- I chose the ruler paddle. It was a very nice spanking that was followed by very passionate love making. Chris has plenty more spankings planned for tonight, plus I have a maintenance spanking coming for some attitude problems that I had a few days ago.  I have a feeling that by the time the day is over, my ass is going to be very grateful that I have only one birthday a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-8237030563580505880?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/8237030563580505880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=8237030563580505880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8237030563580505880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8237030563580505880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-is-my-birthday.html' title='Today is my Birthday!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RoQEjpTIuEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_bwEKl6xTUg/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-1719655984381747515</id><published>2007-06-24T01:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:26.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Googles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rn3_j0coilI/AAAAAAAAABs/nZdlE2tfWsE/s1600-h/Great+Googles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rn3_j0coilI/AAAAAAAAABs/nZdlE2tfWsE/s400/Great+Googles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079496945583032914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refused paddling&lt;/span&gt;- wrong number, my bottom is way to greedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spanked on Sunday&lt;/span&gt;- yes with the holy paddle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smell the belt spanking&lt;/span&gt;- I think that you may be spanking the wrong end, try the ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;paddle a brat&lt;/span&gt;- now there is an idea for a canaval booth, sign me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bath spanking&lt;/span&gt;- tried it, love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;large warmed naughty bottoms&lt;/span&gt;- It doesn't get any better than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bend over cane thank you obediently-&lt;/span&gt; with a smile, it is a little hard to use the cane if I am bent over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;belt spankings at nine&lt;/span&gt;- Mine go to eleven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enjoying getting spanked&lt;/span&gt;- DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spanked over car panties&lt;/span&gt;- car panties? Are you talking about the bug guard thing? My car doesn't have one of those and I don't think that my car will respond like I do to spankings, but it would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;paddle panties punish&lt;/span&gt;- Oh that is an idea that I think I should share with Chris, "Honey can you punish my panties for that?" "NO WAY!!!" That went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spanking otk&lt;/span&gt;- whew not going to get the cane *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunday is husband spanking day&lt;/span&gt;- oh I like it, let them feel how a red bottom feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lifted skirt spanked bottom&lt;/span&gt;- I guess Chris didn't like that idea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-1719655984381747515?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/1719655984381747515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=1719655984381747515&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1719655984381747515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1719655984381747515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/06/refused-paddling-wrong-number-my-bottom.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rn3_j0coilI/AAAAAAAAABs/nZdlE2tfWsE/s72-c/Great+Googles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-9022196590542042865</id><published>2007-06-22T02:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:26.765-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><title type='text'>Complex Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rntwj0coikI/AAAAAAAAABk/k-9DmY2Atuk/s1600-h/question+mark"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rntwj0coikI/AAAAAAAAABk/k-9DmY2Atuk/s200/question+mark" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078776765466839618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I was punished for disobeying Chris. He gave me twenty hard strokes with each of the seven wooden implements that we have. It was a very intense spanking and it was exactly what I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then about two hours later we were in bed and he was smacking my breasts it eventually got very intense and then I lost it and blocked his hand from smacking my breast again.  I know that it was wrong and I am very sorry that I did it. We then discussed the matter because it was so soon after a punishment spanking for not submitting to his authority.  Chris was  quite  upset and he had every right to be, I was upset with myself for not submitting. I really want to submit to Chris, but I am having a hard time making my actions match my desire.  Our talk was very nice and I think that we have a pretty good plan of action to move on, but I would like to hear your thoughts about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has anyone else had a similar situation? If so, how did you resolve the situation?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Erin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-9022196590542042865?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/9022196590542042865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=9022196590542042865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/9022196590542042865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/9022196590542042865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-i-was-punished-for-disobeying-chris.html' title='Complex Emotions'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rntwj0coikI/AAAAAAAAABk/k-9DmY2Atuk/s72-c/question+mark' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-1444085755397324358</id><published>2007-06-20T17:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:26.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><title type='text'>I have a punishment coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnmY6kcoijI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVscJN7CIOQ/s1600-h/Naughty+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnmY6kcoijI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVscJN7CIOQ/s200/Naughty+girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078258186820553266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I was in a very non submissive mood. I still am not sure exactly why I was, but I was. Chris asked me to do a few very easy things like turn off a light and go to the bedroom when we were getting ready to go to bed, but instead I just stayed on the couch. I think that he had to ask about three times before I finally moved. Then a little later Chris had to do something that he has never done before, start counting. He had asked me to once again do something and I just stayed in bed and didn't do as he had asked. He then started counting down from three I let him say one before I finally moved. After I finished doing as he had asked me, he told me that I was going to get a spanking, but that he was going to wait until we had both gotten some sleep and sobered up. Neither one of us was completely drunk, but we were kinda tipsy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Chris:&lt;br /&gt;I know that I deserve this spanking and I am so sorry that I was so disobedient.  Please spank me very hard so that I can learn this lesson and so that I don't ever have the urge to disobey you when you ask me to do very simple tasks. I love you and thank you for spanking me when I have been naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Erin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-1444085755397324358?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/1444085755397324358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=1444085755397324358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1444085755397324358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1444085755397324358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-punishment-coming.html' title='I have a punishment coming'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnmY6kcoijI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVscJN7CIOQ/s72-c/Naughty+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-7161262926000824177</id><published>2007-06-19T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:27.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Punished for looking sexy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rnf-NEcoiiI/AAAAAAAAABU/Vq63B1XNyC8/s1600-h/sexy+pink+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rnf-NEcoiiI/AAAAAAAAABU/Vq63B1XNyC8/s200/sexy+pink+flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077806605369117218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“You look very nice” he said as he caressed my upper thigh while we drove home from a nice evening out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank-you sir, you look very nice yourself” I responded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, thank-you but I am allowed to look nice, you on the other hand are going to be punished for looking so sexy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes sir” I respond with a bright smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When we get home you are to go straight to the bedroom, strip and stand in the corner and wait for me. I am going to turn your ass bright red for looking as sexy as you do tonight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes sir” I respond thinking with a smile this is going to be a wonderful evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived home and as ordered I went straight to the bedroom and stripped and then stood in the corner and waited for him to come to the bedroom as well. Soon enough he came into the room and sat down on the bed, I stayed in the corner until I heard him tell me to get all the paddles and the cane. I shuddered at the thought of the cane and prayed that the only reason he asked me to get it was for if I didn't behave during the erotic spanking. I got all the implements that he requested and placed them on the bed next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Get your naught little ass over my lap right now young lady!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silently I did as he ordered and bent my naked body over his lap, leaving my bottom high in the air and very vulnerable to whatever he had in mind. Once he had pinned my legs under one of his legs he began lightly handspanking my ass, gaining strength and speed with every swat. Pretty soon my ass was becoming sore and I knew that it had to be turning at least pink. Then he paused just for a moment I knew that he was reaching for a paddle, but I couldn't see which one he had decided on. OWWWWW no more guessing which one he had grabbed, it was the damn kitchen turner. It looks harmless, but it packs a pretty horrible bite. All I could think of while he was peppering my ass with a flurry of swats was stay still and don't wiggle it will only make it worse, but then he stepped up the force and speed and I thought how could it get any worse. Just as I thought that I was going to loose control he stopped and put the kitchen turner back with the other and grabbed another implement, I didn't care this time as long as he didn't grab the cane it wasn't going to be as bad as the kitchen turner. SMACK the hairbrush came down with and incredible amount of force on my already tender left cheek followed by a similar blow to my right cheek. This patterned continued for a little while before he changed to the ruler paddle and continued to do as he had promised and turn my ass bright red. Then he retired the ruler paddle and grabbed the last paddle in the pile the big paddle with holes, now this paddle packs a might punch and after only a few hard swats I am having a hard time holding my position, but I know better than to move that cane is still only inches away and can be swinging across my ass in no time at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay young lady your ass is bright red as I promised you it would be, you are going to get fifteen swats with this paddle across that naught red ass of yours, if you do anything besides just laying there and taking your punishment like a good little girl I will not hesitate giving you a few strokes with the cane. Do you understand me young lady?” He said the last part as he gave my hair a slight tug to make sure that he had my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes sir, I promise to behave”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That's my good girl, now keep track in your head, if you loose track I will start over and give you a few strokes with the cane”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes sir” I say as I take a deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first stroke falls and I know that this is going to be a long and hard paddling, but I am confident that I will be able to take it like a good little girl. One by one they fall across my upturned ass and I continue to just lay there focusing on the count, there is no way that I am losing track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Young lady you are doing very well, how many swats do you have left?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Three strokes sir” I say very confidently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good job, young lady, these last three strokes are going to be very hard, be a good girl and take them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes sir.” I say thinking to myself, WHAT!! I thought that the last 12 strokes have been hard enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last three strokes fell across my ass just has he said they would with so much force that each one took my breathe away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good job, we are done, except that I think that I need to take care of the fact that your pussy is completely soaked, How do you think that I should take care of it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think that you should fuck it long and hard sir”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think so too”&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.0  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20070220;10335400"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="20070618;12561800"&gt;          &lt;style type="text/css"&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in }   P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }  --&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-7161262926000824177?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/7161262926000824177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=7161262926000824177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7161262926000824177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7161262926000824177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/06/punished-for-looking-sexy.html' title='Punished for looking sexy!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/Rnf-NEcoiiI/AAAAAAAAABU/Vq63B1XNyC8/s72-c/sexy+pink+flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-6889188075477973926</id><published>2007-06-18T10:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:27.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnaZVEcoihI/AAAAAAAAABM/ENQDBIgnBPs/s1600-h/blk+shorts+spank+here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnaZVEcoihI/AAAAAAAAABM/ENQDBIgnBPs/s200/blk+shorts+spank+here.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077414217156954642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes Chris makes me wait and think about a spanking. Most of the time they are erotic ones, but other times they are punishment or maintenance spankings. I don't mind waiting for erotic spankings, in fact I think that they may be a whole lot more enjoyable if I get to think about them all day. Punishment and maintenance spankings on the other hand I would rather get them over with as soon as possible, but I understand why he makes me wait. Sometimes it is just simply because there isn't an adequate amount of time to throughly take care of the situation, other times he wants me to think about the situation. Anyway, today is one of those times that I have to wait all day, but it is an erotic spanking so I don't mind one bit. Chris described it while we were making love this morning. It sounds like it is going to be a long and painful spanking *grin* Well, I hope that you all have a wonderful day, I know that mine will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Erin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-6889188075477973926?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/6889188075477973926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=6889188075477973926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6889188075477973926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6889188075477973926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/06/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnaZVEcoihI/AAAAAAAAABM/ENQDBIgnBPs/s72-c/blk+shorts+spank+here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-3700621481338403503</id><published>2007-06-15T17:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:27.399-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnRI0UcoifI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aK1k06tT1YI/s1600-h/Great+Googles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnRI0UcoifI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aK1k06tT1YI/s400/Great+Googles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076762743632595442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bend over knee bed table spanking&lt;/span&gt;- I am always willing to try new positions but that one sounds a bit tricky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lady gets spanking&lt;/span&gt;- Lady gets sore ass too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bath brush spanking&lt;/span&gt;- OH NO please not the bath brush! (that is one of my least favorite implements)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tied to bed and spanked stories&lt;/span&gt;- I like how you think *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spanked on my bottom and thighs in public&lt;/span&gt;- Oh a girl can only dream. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;otk bratting&lt;/span&gt;- Take it from me that is not a good idea, unless you just don't care about sitting for a few days. Never brat off when your bottom is vulnerable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;paddle hand spanking&lt;/span&gt;- STOP! Paddles are not meant for hands, but when paired up with a naughty ass they can be quite effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bare ass getting spanked&lt;/span&gt;- Yep that happens around here quite frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i needed to be spanked i handed him the paddle&lt;/span&gt;- "Oh I promise I will capitalize my "I's" from now on, OUCH! OUCH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;submit to him panties punishment&lt;/span&gt;- If you mean by punished my panties are thrown on the floor and then subjected to my blazing ass when they are put back on, then I guess you could say my panties are punished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-3700621481338403503?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/3700621481338403503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=3700621481338403503&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3700621481338403503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3700621481338403503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/06/bend-over-knee-bed-table-spanking-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnRI0UcoifI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aK1k06tT1YI/s72-c/Great+Googles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-416350614314243562</id><published>2007-06-15T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:20:27.548-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Trying something new!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnL_okcoicI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xkmrN3v5xlk/s1600-h/star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnL_okcoicI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xkmrN3v5xlk/s200/star.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076400802443594178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started yesterday I was looking through my computer and noticed a few graphic editing programs that I hadn't tried out. So, I started messing around with them and before I knew it I created a new header for my blog, a new profile picture (no, sorry that is not my ass), and another picture that I posted under the profile picture. I also made this star graphic later. I really had a lot of fun making them all and I am looking forward to making more in the future to accompany more of my blog posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There haven't been a lot of spankings going on around here. Partly because I am still recovering from some dental work and partly because Chris has been really busy. I hope though soon I will be able to report about a long hard erotic spanking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-416350614314243562?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/416350614314243562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=416350614314243562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/416350614314243562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/416350614314243562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/06/trying-something-new.html' title='Trying something new!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qrYAy30JI3A/RnL_okcoicI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xkmrN3v5xlk/s72-c/star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-3721351642751368651</id><published>2007-06-08T01:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:16:41.565-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daydreams'/><title type='text'>My Daydream</title><content type='html'>I slip into your office you look up and smile I then silently lay myself over your lap and submit my ass to your every whim. You start by rubbing my back then you gather a handful of my long hair and pull my head back with your newly formed handle. Then you scold me for all my recent misbehavior. Several hard smacks are delivered to my sensitive exposed sit spots. You soon fall into a steady pattern of hard swats followed by gently rubbing my back and glowing backside while still holding my hair and reminding me that you are in control by pulling on it while simultaneously delivering well aimed blows to my ass. When you finish liberally spanking my naughty behind you remind me that I am your as you make love to me and control my every moan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir, I love you and miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-3721351642751368651?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/3721351642751368651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=3721351642751368651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3721351642751368651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3721351642751368651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-daydream.html' title='My Daydream'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-9104882892939909716</id><published>2007-06-05T16:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:19:27.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><title type='text'>Submission Sunday</title><content type='html'>Sunday morning Chris informed me that because of some recent behavior issues that he sort of let slide/gave me just one spanking for all of them ANY infraction today would result in a punishment spanking. He wasn't kidding either. Right after our shower I mouthed off about something and he bent me over his arm for a quick, but painful spanking on my bare wet ass. Then throughout the day I incurred a few more punishment spankings. Most were for careless comments/rolling my eyes, and one for not getting up right away to get a paddle that he had requested for an erotic spanking. Talk about being dumb, I was going to get an erotic spanking, but instead got a punishment one all because I didn't feel like moving right away. UGGG sometimes I just don't know what I am thinking. The one for rolling my eyes was also one that I could have avoided very easily if I had only been thinking a little more. Chris had just made a comment that I rolled my eyes at, then when he said don't roll your eyes at me, I did it again. I think that one of the biggest things that I learned Sunday was that I need to think more about my actions and my words. Overall it was a good reminder that he is in charge and I am to submit to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am now sitting on a nice comfortable ass, but in a few hours I have a feeling it is going to be anything but comfortable. I stayed up really late last night reading when I had to be up at 7 this morning for work. Well, I was able to get up for work and work pretty well, but now I am really exhausted. I told Chris about this and he said that he is going to punish me for this. We have talked before about how I need to get to bed at a decent time so that I won't be tiered all day. I hope that this is the last time that he has to spank me for this. I really hate it when I have to be punished for the same offense over and over again. Anyway, I am going to get some things done before Chris gets home. Enjoy your evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-9104882892939909716?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/9104882892939909716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=9104882892939909716&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/9104882892939909716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/9104882892939909716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/06/submission-sunday.html' title='Submission Sunday'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-3854110860056072807</id><published>2007-05-30T18:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T19:47:30.883-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>200 strokes with the belt</title><content type='html'>Chris has been controlling when I am allowed to have orgasms while we are making love for awhile now, but recently he started telling me that I could orgasm but he would spank me. Of course I love this new idea of his, I mean it is spanking and orgasms brought together *grin*. So that is how I earned the first 120 strokes *grin* I love orgasms. Then the other 80 came from some fun bratty comments that I made and in exchange for another alcoholic beverage. Chris gave me the 200 strokes in 2 100 stroke settings. One of them was Monday night and then the other one was Tuesday night. He delivered them pretty hard on my bottom, sit spots and upper thighs. I really enjoyed both sets of 100.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all spankings could be that erotic, and I guess they could be if I wasn't so naughty, but that will never happen *sigh*. I got punished last night for not submitting to Chris. It was really stupid all Chris did was run his fingers threw my hair. It is just something that I don't really like. He gave me several chances to submit and happily submit to his wish to run his hands through my hair. Well he gave me a very hard dose of the bath brush. I know that I deserved that and I am so glad that I have found a guy that is willing to step up to the line and spank me when I need a reminder of who is in charge. Thanks again Chris and I love you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-3854110860056072807?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/3854110860056072807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=3854110860056072807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3854110860056072807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/3854110860056072807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/05/200-strokes-with-belt.html' title='200 strokes with the belt'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2445781691758962015</id><published>2007-05-25T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T23:14:25.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream came true!</title><content type='html'>I have always wanted to get spanked in a public place.  Today that dream came true. Chris and I were on a mini road trip today.  He tried to pull into a few different rest stops, but they were all way too busy.  We then spotted a park, so Chris pulled into it.  We found a quiet area and he proceeded to spank me over my jeans with his hand and then with my hairbrush.  It was a good time, but just when my bottom was starting to build up a good burn, a car pulled into the area where we were parked.  We raced out of there as fast as we could because we weren't sure how much they saw and we didn't want any problems with the police.  It was a really great time and I am so glad that we were able to do what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on in the evening we were watching the Scubs season 5 DVD that came in the mail the other day. If you haven't watch the show I highly recommend it.  Anyway, there is a character on there named Carla who is really bratty to everyone including her husband.  Well, Chris decided today that every time we watch Scrubs and Carla is a brat I am going to get spanked, which, I am guessing, is just about every time we watch it.  *grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2445781691758962015?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2445781691758962015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2445781691758962015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2445781691758962015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2445781691758962015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-dream-came-true.html' title='My dream came true!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-703903693628363379</id><published>2007-05-23T23:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:18:16.177-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daydreams'/><title type='text'>My Fantasy</title><content type='html'>I walk into your office in only my slutty black skirt and white tank top. You look up at me and grin then tell me to go get the ruler paddle. I smile and scamper off to get the paddle you requested. When I return you are sitting on the bed. You smile at me and pat your lap as if to say this is where you belong. I hand you the paddle and then submit myself to your every will. You start with your hand over my skirt. Each smack is hard and after only a few strokes my bottom is already burning. You then switch to the paddle, still over my skirt, although it feels like it is on the bare. Then you slowly lift up my skirt and press the paddle against my pink freshly paddle ass. Then you lecture me like a small child. Then you bring the paddle down taking my breath away. You continue to paddle my ass as you tell me that you are not going to tolerate me prancing around the house in slutty clothes. Pretty soon I am crying, but you tell me that I have only myself to blame and the tears aren't going to make you stop. After about two dozen more strokes you order me to stand up. Then you undress me and throw me down on the bed and make passionate love to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-703903693628363379?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/703903693628363379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=703903693628363379&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/703903693628363379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/703903693628363379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-fantasy.html' title='My Fantasy'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-7439585715143322402</id><published>2007-05-20T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:20:55.240-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>A story to start your week off right!</title><content type='html'>“Welcome to Wal-Mart” A cheery elderly lady greeted us as we walked in. Thomas and I smiled politely at her. After we were a significant  ways past her, Thomas whispered in my ear “remember what I said in the car!” A shiver ran down my spine as my mind momentarily flashed back to the conversation we had just had in the car before entering the store. It had been a brief but stern lecture, “Since the last time that we went shopping you couldn't handle acting like an adult this time you will be treated like a child. You will not be allowed to go off by yourself, instead you will either hold my hand or hold on to the cart at all times. If you do anything disrespectful you will be receiving a very severe spanking when we get home and a moderate spanking every time that we go shopping for a long time. Do I make myself clear?” I meekly said “Yes sir”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas got a cart and motioned for my hand to be placed on the edge of the basket. His plan to make me feel like a child was working. We headed for the grocery section, I was just hoping that this shopping trip would be over soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour later we were only about halfway through the list and I was starting to get pissed that Thomas was taking his sweet time. I was thinking about a way that I could say something like “Can you hurry your ass up!” but without incurring a very harsh spanking when we got home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Young lady we will be done grocery shopping when I say we are done” Thomas said as if he could read my mind. I looked around really quickly to see just how many people just heard him refer to me as 'young lady'. “Don't worry nobody heard me say that, but if you dare try to hurry me up they will hear me say a whole lot more than just 'young lady'.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes sir, but may I ask very respectfully why you felt it necessary to address the fact that we were going to continue shopping as long as you feel necessary?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas let out a bit of a chuckle “Well you just checked the time on your phone for the third time in twenty minutes. It was a bit of a dead giveaway.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh” I said with a smile. I hadn't realized that I had checked it that many times. Well, I guess I got my answer without risking getting a punishment spanking. We continued to go through the grocery section at the same slow pace. I was beginning to think that Thomas was trying to break the world record for the longest trip to the grocery store. Just as were in the produce area and had checked off the last thing on the list Tomas decided that we needed to pick up some taco seasoning which would mean going all the way back to the back of the store. I couldn't hold my tongue any longer. “We don't need to go all the way back to the back of the store for taco seasoning, we can just pick that up next time that we are at the store. I am not planning on making tacos this week.” I knew as soon as the words left my mouth that I wasn't going to be sitting comfortably for a few days, but I didn't care this shopping trip had been way too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Young lady you are not permitted to speak until I give you permission. That was a very disrespectful comment.” Thomas said loud enough for the few people that were around us to hear and then he started heading to the back of the store for the taco seasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within half an hour we were back at the house the groceries had been put away and I had been sent to the bedroom to prepare myself for my spanking. Thomas entered our bedroom I was in the corner completely naked. Thomas went to the implement chest and selected the punishment strap and the large wooden paddle. Then he placed a pile of pillow in the center of our bed and ordered me to take my position. &lt;br /&gt;“You know why you are in this position young lady, so I am not going to waste any time giving you a long lecture. I just want to tell you that I am very disappointed in the way you behaved and I hope that this teaches you that this behavior is unacceptable because I never want to repeat this again.” He started right in with the big paddle, no warm up, no light strokes, just hard strokes with a slight pause in between each stroke to allow time for it to soak in before the next one was administered. I started crying by the tenth stroke, the tears were flowing down my face. I wasn't just crying because it hurt so bad but because I knew that I had really disappointed Thomas and I was sorry that I had done so. Stroke after stroke landed on my very sore and vulnerable bottom, and upper thighs. Just when I thought that my bottom wasn't going to be able to take one more stroke and I was crying so hard that I was starting to choke Thomas stopped. “I am going to give you a few minutes to compose yourself a bit before I start your strapping.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you sir” I manage to say between sobs. My bottom is throbbing, I can feel the bruises starting to form and know that I am not going to be able to sit comfortably for days just as he had promised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay young lady, I am going to give you 100 strokes with the strap and then we will be done. After the last stroke you are to remain in this position until I tell you you may move. Is that clear?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes sir”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that he started strapping my ass. Each stroke felt like fire streaming across my ass. He didn't pause until he had reached fifty. I was sobbing loudly wondering how I was ever going to get through the last fifty. SWAP all too soon my brief break was over and again I felt the strap lighting my ass on fire.  By the time that Thomas delivered the hundredth and final stroke with the strap my body had gone limp and my bottom was a deep red and bruising. I remained in position just as he had told me to.  Thomas gave me a hug and assured me that it was over and that he loved me very much. Then he left the room while I  composed myself. After about twenty minutes he returned and gently massaged my still throbbing ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Young lady that behavior was completely unacceptable and I am sure now that you have learned your lesson, but as a reminder of what will happen if you ever do that again every time that we go grocery shopping I will be giving you 20 strokes with the paddle and 10 with the strap before we leave the house. We will continue doing this for quite some time you are going to have to prove to me that you know how to behave in public. I love you very much and want everyone else to see how wonderful you are.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you too sir” I say as I smile up at him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-7439585715143322402?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/7439585715143322402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=7439585715143322402&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7439585715143322402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7439585715143322402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/05/story-to-start-your-week-off-right.html' title='A story to start your week off right!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-7699771785551287131</id><published>2007-05-19T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T15:39:18.901-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bratting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>Submission</title><content type='html'>Submission is something that I struggled with today. Starting with this morning, Chris was just trying to give me an erotic spanking with his hairbrush. But since I didn't submit to just the few strokes that he had in mind with that, he gave me 30 hard strokes with the bath brush. I thought that would be the end of it and that I would be able to obey and submit to him the rest of the day and I was doing good up until just about an hour ago. We were both watching SNL when I started mindlessly rubbing myself through my skirt which is totally against the rules. I am only allowed to do that if I ask for permission first, which I hadn't. He caught me doing this and told me to stop it immediately, but I decided for some stupid reason not to he then asked me again to stop and again I refused. After I refused the third time that he asked, he told me to get him the paddle, when I had retrieved the paddle he have me a very hard bare bottom spanking. As I am sitting here writing this my bottom is throbbing and I am sure now I have learned my lesson. Sometimes I just have to learn my lessons the hard way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope that tomorrow goes better. I don't think that my ass wants to go through another day like this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-7699771785551287131?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/7699771785551287131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=7699771785551287131&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7699771785551287131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7699771785551287131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/05/submission.html' title='Submission'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2166966545948574740</id><published>2007-05-17T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T15:39:46.088-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Great Googles</title><content type='html'>I have read &lt;a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bonnie's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/search/label/Keyword%20Chaos"&gt;Keyword Chaos&lt;/a&gt; posts for awhile now and have always gotten a good laugh out of them. So here is my stab at that I hope that you get a laugh out of these phrases that people googled that eventually landed them at my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;spank bethie&lt;/span&gt;- I bet you wanted &lt;a href="http://www.spankingbethie.com/blog/"&gt;Bethie's&lt;/a&gt; blog but I am glad that you visited my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bend over young lady spanking&lt;/span&gt;- “Yes Sir” may I have the belt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;slutty panties&lt;/span&gt;- I have a whole collection &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;getting spanked by the belt stories&lt;/span&gt;- I should post more of these, the belt is by far my favorite implement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;sit spanking&lt;/span&gt;- hmmm . . . not sure how, but sounds interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;go to bed young lady spanking&lt;/span&gt;- “Yes Sir” I say as I sprint to the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bratting&lt;/span&gt;- I have that down to a science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;he spanked me again&lt;/span&gt;- yep and again and again . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i need a spanking&lt;/span&gt;- and a little reminder of where the shift key is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bottoms getting spanked with belts&lt;/span&gt;- Well just mine although sometimes I have wanted a spare bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;he enjoyed his spanking&lt;/span&gt;- Well Chris does enjoy spanking me, almost right but not quite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;erotic spanking wooden spoon&lt;/span&gt;- Sorry wrong address &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;maintenance spanking&lt;/span&gt;- try to avoid those as much as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hand spankings only&lt;/span&gt;- your missing the best part, but that is a good place to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;warm a naughty bottom&lt;/span&gt;- Chris is an expert at that&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spank me hard and long then I told him&lt;/span&gt;- thank-you may I have more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;punish paddle&lt;/span&gt;- that gives me an idea for an excuse “I don't think that I should get paddled because that would be unfair to the paddle, it didn't do anything wrong.” for some reason I don't think that will work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;spanking today&lt;/span&gt;- I wish but I will have to wait until tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed these I know that I had a lot of fun making this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2166966545948574740?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2166966545948574740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2166966545948574740&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2166966545948574740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2166966545948574740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/05/great-googles.html' title='Great Googles'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-6467534855083562911</id><published>2007-05-16T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T15:40:22.579-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Role Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Schools Out!</title><content type='html'>Finally School is out, but only for about a month *sigh*. Although this summer I am taking it easy and only taking two classes. Well, enough about school and on to all the fun things that have been happening that involve lots of spanking and great sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I have been experimenting with some role playing scenes both during sex and during spankings. My favorite scene and I think his too is a naughty school girl/strong teacher one. I even have a skirt that Chris bought for me that looks just like a uniform skirt except that it is super short *grins*. I am sure that we will continue to experiment with this and pretty soon I should be able to write a story about it for all of you to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-6467534855083562911?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/6467534855083562911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=6467534855083562911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6467534855083562911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6467534855083562911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/05/schools-out.html' title='Schools Out!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-301739346855435215</id><published>2007-05-08T09:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T09:57:22.025-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>A long few day</title><content type='html'>I left Chris's place yesterday morning to go to work and then to class. Then I have classes all day today. Wednesday I am going to be working in the morning then it is off to my last class of the spring semester! After that I will finally be able to go to Chris's, but there won't be any spanking fun until at least Saturday because his brother is coming to visit. I am sure that we will still have fun though, which is more than I can say for today and tomorrow. I just have to keep in mind that it is only two more days and then I will have almost a month off before summer classes start. Yes that is right I like to torture myself year round. Well I better get back to studying it not only will help me on my exams, but it also makes the time go by faster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-301739346855435215?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/301739346855435215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=301739346855435215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/301739346855435215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/301739346855435215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-few-day.html' title='A long few day'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2794115527001354909</id><published>2007-05-06T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:33:39.285-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance Spankings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Still Alive</title><content type='html'>I am sorry once again for disappearing for such a long time, classes are almost done for the summer and then I will have a whole lot more time to post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I got to Chris's place around 5:30 and we were having a wonderful evening until I mindlessly started rubbing my clitoris through my pj pants. That is completely against the rules. Chris doesn't mind me playing with myself as long as I ask permission first. This has been a rule since pretty much the beginning of our relationship. I can't even tell you why I did it without permission, I just wasn't thinking. Well, of course Chris had to punish me for breaking the rule. He gave me a hard paddling and told me that I would be receiving a maintenance spanking today because I had incurred a few too many punishment spankings. I knew that I deserved one, I have not only racked up several punishment spankings recently but I have also made several comments that were disrespectful. I needed a reminder of who was in charge and he did just that. He gave me 25 hard strokes with his hand and with each of our four paddles. By the end of the spanking my bottom was on fire, but I felt so much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went shopping today and found a really cool little vibrator at Spencer's. It is called the "Love Bullet" it has a bullet style vibrator and then a wire that connects to a controller that controls the strength. This is perfect for Chris and I. We have found that I have better orgasms if he controls them and this gives him that control.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope that you all have a good day and I hope that I am able to post again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2794115527001354909?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2794115527001354909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2794115527001354909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2794115527001354909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2794115527001354909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/05/still-alive.html' title='Still Alive'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-7114363129847029026</id><published>2007-04-24T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T15:41:50.016-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>I am sorry that it has been over a week since I last posted. It hasn't been for lack of desire or content, but simply because my life has been very  busy. So many spankings have taken place since the last time that I posted that I can't remember each one of them in great detail but I can tell you that they were all very erotic, painful and extremely enjoyable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday and Sunday we were at Chris's parents home which meant that he couldn't just spank me anytime that he felt like it. He was able to give my bottom a few swats with his hand every now and then but nothing really painful. I kinda took advantage of the fact that he wasn't able to really toast my bottom right away and made a few bratty comments, but was really careful so that I didn't cross the line into disrespect. Each time I did this he would grin and whisper in my ear, "When we get home you are going to be sorry that you were so bratty, I am going to toast your ass good." Oh and did he ever make good on that promise. When we got back to his place on Sunday evening he lit my ass on fire with every implement that we have. Oh it was so intense but also very erotic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that another week doesn't go by before I post again, but I am afraid that my life isn't going to slow down until after finals are done which isn't for about two more weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-7114363129847029026?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/7114363129847029026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=7114363129847029026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7114363129847029026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7114363129847029026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/04/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-7555044629974499936</id><published>2007-04-15T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:33:39.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Impliment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>A New Impliment and Middle of the Night Fun</title><content type='html'>A bath brush has been added to our growing collection of implements. My first reaction to seeing it was excitement, I have read so many stories and blog posts that included the use of the bath brush that I was curious about how effective it was. Well, I didn't have to wait long to find out. Chris gave me a few test strokes with it this afternoon before we headed out to see "300". OUCH it really can light up my bottom pretty quick. Although it did hurt pretty bad I think that I am really going to enjoy the bath brush and its sting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the second part of the title, middle of the night fun. I have been having nightmares several times a week for as long as I can remember, but I think that Chris has come up with a solution that is helping with the nightmares and is pretty fun. The past few night when I have woke up in the middle of the night because of a nightmare I have been gently waking up Chris and asking him for a OTK hand spanking. This not only helps me go back to sleep faster, but it also has allowed me to sleep the rest of the night without the nightmare reoccurring. I know that Chris is enjoying the spontaneity of the spankings and the fact that they are helping me which is just another added bonus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Chris is just about done grilling up some chicken and burgers that I am sure are going to taste fantastic. I hope that the you all had a wonderful weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-7555044629974499936?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/7555044629974499936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=7555044629974499936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7555044629974499936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7555044629974499936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-impliment-and-middle-of-night-fun.html' title='A New Impliment and Middle of the Night Fun'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-4491433819288870389</id><published>2007-04-13T16:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T17:05:57.388-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bratting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>Sending Pictures</title><content type='html'>I have been having fun the last few days taking pictures of myself and sending them to Chris while he is at work. The first time that I did this I wrote a story to go along with it about a girl that did the same thing and got 50 strokes with the paddle for doing so. Well, of course he got the hint and gave me 50 with the paddle. Except I forgot to write in that she got a nice little hand warm-up first, so Chris didn't give me a warm-up. I don't think that I am ever going to forget to write in a warm-up again. Well, I sent some more pictures off to Chris today. He already instant messaged me and told me that I am going to get a hard bare bottom spanking, but he isn't going to give me anymore details. I am hoping that he will give me a warm-up for this one, but I am willing to submit to anything that he has planned for my naughty bottom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-4491433819288870389?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/4491433819288870389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=4491433819288870389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4491433819288870389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4491433819288870389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/04/sending-pictures.html' title='Sending Pictures'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2475310684511601945</id><published>2007-04-09T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T11:05:24.745-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance Spankings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>Enjoyable Easter</title><content type='html'>I trust that everyone had an enjoyable Easter. Chris and I weren't able to spend the entire day together because we both wanted to visit with our families, but we did meet back at his place when the family parties were over. We both had a good time with our families,but we really enjoyed the time that we spent together afterwards. Chris started out by making love to me then he gave me my maintenance spanking which consisted of a good dose from the ruler paddle the big paddle with holes, right before we collapsed from exhaustion. He wished that he could have given me an erotic spanking last night too, but we both were just too tired. This morning though totally made up for the lack of an erotic spanking last night. He warmed me up thoroughly with his hand and then gave me a pretty long paddling using all of our paddles then he thrashed me with the belt which is my favorite implement. After he finished lighting my bottom on fire he made love to me and we cuddled in bed for awhile. Tonight is going to be another great night, I love every moment that I can spend with Chris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2475310684511601945?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2475310684511601945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2475310684511601945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2475310684511601945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2475310684511601945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/04/enjoyable-easter.html' title='Enjoyable Easter'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-8267504076837942395</id><published>2007-04-07T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T11:22:24.817-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bratting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>Fun at my place for a change</title><content type='html'>Chris and I just finished having a wonderful time together. He decided to stop by my place on his way to his parents and spend the night with me. I was really excited all day at work knowing that when I got off Chris would be at my place. Then I got even more exciting when I found out that he brought the hairbrush paddle with him, I really didn't think that he would bring anything with him since he was continuing on to his parents house. I figured that he would just be using his hand my hairbrush and his belt, which are plenty to toast my bottom. Of course once I knew that he had brought the paddle I had to do a little bratting so that I could feel that wood against my bottom. Well, Chris didn't waste much time as soon as we were done eating dinner he gave me a very erotic spanking, maybe the most erotic spanking that he has ever given me. The fun wasn't over though this morning he alternated making love to me and spanking me. I am so glad that he is in my life and I can't wait to see him again tomorrow night. I love you Chris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-8267504076837942395?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/8267504076837942395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=8267504076837942395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8267504076837942395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8267504076837942395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/04/fun-at-my-place-for-change.html' title='Fun at my place for a change'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-5568931245235418552</id><published>2007-04-05T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:49:44.888-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance Spankings'/><title type='text'>A nearly perfect week</title><content type='html'>I have been doing really well lately not doing anything that would earn me a punishment spanking. Chris even made a comment last night that it has been a long time since he had to punish me for anything. Well that all changed this morning, Chris asked me to wash the bedding before I left to go back to my place. I really meant to get right on it, but then my phone rang and then after I got off the phone I started working on homework and completely forgot about the bedding. Chris though didn't forget, he asked me about it and I explained that I had forgot about it. He informed me that because I forgot I would be getting a maintenance spanking on Sunday to remind me of his authority. I think that is incredibly fair. I was fully expecting him to say that he was going to give me a punishment spanking when we see each other on Friday and then a maintenance spanking on Sunday. So I would like to take this moment to thank Chris for his mercy and understanding. Well I have to finish cleaning my apartment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-5568931245235418552?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/5568931245235418552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=5568931245235418552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5568931245235418552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5568931245235418552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/04/nearly-perfect-week.html' title='A nearly perfect week'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-446589797973225770</id><published>2007-04-03T22:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:50:22.250-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bratting'/><title type='text'>Lost paddle found!</title><content type='html'>Chris and I haven't been able to find our big paddle for several weeks now (I didn't hide it, promise). Chris has plenty of other paddles to choose from when he felt I need a spanking, but it was still annoying not to have that one available. Well, last night I was searching for a folder that contained a Biology lab that I needed to finish and guess what I found, YEP it had slipped under the chair cushion. Well, Chris had to make sure that it still worked. So he gave me a pretty long erotic spanking, it was very nice to have that paddle back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am back at my apartment getting some stuff done around here. I really don't like spending time away from Chris, but we are talking over instant messenger. Of course I am doing a lot of bratting to ensure that when I see him tomorrow night I will get at least one really hard spanking. He just told me that I am going to get a hard spanking for all my bratting, I then asked if he could be a little more specific. He responded that it would be a surprise but it would be very hard. That wasn't the exact response that I wanted so I said "Oh really, I didn't think that it was going to be hard, thanks for clearing that up!" He then repeated that he was going to spank me very hard for all my bratting. I know that I am going to get a really hard spanking tomorrow night, I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-446589797973225770?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/446589797973225770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=446589797973225770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/446589797973225770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/446589797973225770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/04/lost-paddle-found.html' title='Lost paddle found!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-790223074360361463</id><published>2007-04-01T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:50:59.468-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bratting'/><title type='text'>A different way to brat</title><content type='html'>Today has been filled with bratting and spanking. Usually I just verbally brat, but today I thought that I would try something a bit different, spice it up a bit. At first I wasn't sure what I was going to do, then Chris started kissing me and feeling me up, that gave me a great idea. So every time that he went to grab by breasts I pushed his hand away. It didn't take him long to know exactly what I was up to. He looked at me with his really serious face and began to question me about what I was doing and lecturing me about how he can do what ever he wants and grab whatever he wants. Then he had me bend over a stack of pillows on the bed and punished my bottom with his hand, the big paddle with holes and his belt. By the time he was done my ass was sore and I was on cloud nine, or at least I thought that I was on cloud nine, after the spanking was done Chris made love to me more passionately than we have in a while. I was on cloud nine for sure after that. Well, the day isn't over yet, but I am going to tone down the bratting a bit Chris had to warn me that if I am not careful my bratting would earn me a punishment spanking which would result in a maintenance spanking today as well. Well, it is time for dinner, Chris made burgers and they smell great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-790223074360361463?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/790223074360361463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=790223074360361463&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/790223074360361463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/790223074360361463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-has-been-filled-with-bratting-and.html' title='A different way to brat'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2122553464132297011</id><published>2007-03-30T09:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T11:23:21.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Wonderful Week</title><content type='html'>I am so in love with Chris. He is the man that I was always dreaming I would find. He is a man of his word if he says he is going to do something I can be assured that he will follow through. So, yesterday when I was bratting over instant messenger and he said that he was going to give me a severe spanking I knew that when he got home my bottom was going to be in trouble. Which was exactly what I wanted :) Well sure enough just as I asked for through my bratting I got very hard and long spanking. It was way harder and longer than I was expecting but I still enjoyed every stroke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not much more to talk about, I have been a good girl other than all the playful bratting so I am pretty sure that I am going to be able to avoid a maintenance spanking this weekend :) Hope you all have a wonderful weekend full of spanking fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2122553464132297011?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2122553464132297011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2122553464132297011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2122553464132297011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2122553464132297011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-wonderful-week.html' title='Another Wonderful Week'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-6853226725605771184</id><published>2007-03-26T09:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:52:23.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance Spankings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bratting'/><title type='text'>Bratty Weekend</title><content type='html'>Saturday Chris and I drove to his parents house and didn't get back until Sunday evening. While we were there I made quite a few bratty comments knowing full well that he couldn't do anything about it until we were back at his place. I should probably explain that Chris allows bratty comments as long as they don't cross the line into disrespect. I make bratty comments most of the time to get an erotic spanking. Well, Chris told me Saturday night after his parents went to bed that I was getting a very severe erotic spanking when we got home for all my bratty comments. He then went on to describe what he was going to use and how red my bottom was going to be. To say the least I couldn't wait to get home Sunday evening. When we got home Sunday evening Chris did give me a wonderful bratty spanking. He warmed me up with his hand, the hairbrush paddle and the big paddle with holes first in the living room and then we moved to the bedroom where he had me lay over the bed and he gave me countless hard strokes with the big paddle with holes and the belt. My bottom was pretty sore, but I loved every second of it. We then cuddled for a few moments and then he announced that I was getting my maintenance spanking right then. It was several hard strokes with the big paddle with holes, since I hadn't had any punishment spankings this week it was just hard enough to get the point across that he is in charge and I am to submit to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to get going to work and then school. I hope that all of you had a wonderful weekend and enjoy your Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-6853226725605771184?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/6853226725605771184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=6853226725605771184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6853226725605771184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6853226725605771184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/bratty-weekend.html' title='Bratty Weekend'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-8499208879431849277</id><published>2007-03-23T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:51:42.878-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Crazy Week</title><content type='html'>I am so glad that it is finally Friday. This week was so crazy between school and social events I haven't had a moment to catch my breath. The weekend looks much better, I am going to be at Chris's place just relaxing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really hasn't been a lot of spanking going on here. Partly because we both have been so tired and busy and partly because I have just been so sensitive to pain. I am not sure exactly why but even the slightest little hand spanking seems like a major paddling. I don't know if anyone else has ever had similar feelings, but if you have any suggestions I would love to hear them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to leave the poll question up for a little longer. I have been having a hard time finding a poll maker that I like, so Chris said that he was going to write some code for me. He is such an amazing man. I don't know how I got so lucky to have him in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you all have a wonderful weekend and try to stay out of trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-8499208879431849277?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/8499208879431849277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=8499208879431849277&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8499208879431849277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8499208879431849277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/crazy-week.html' title='Crazy Week'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-6054931318045088061</id><published>2007-03-19T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:22:53.326-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Wonderful Weekend, Horrible Monday</title><content type='html'>Chris and I had a delightfully relaxing Sunday and since I was able to make it through the week with out a punishment spanking I didn't get a maintenance spanking. Instead I got several good girl spankings, including one that Chris tied me up for :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I woke up this morning to find that we had gotten a few inches of snow. Not exactly what I wanted for my drive back to my place The drive started fine, a little scary but not bad. Then I hit a slick spot and did several 360's  and went across 3 lanes of traffic. I was really lucky I didn't hit anything or get stuck. After I caught my breath I drove to the next exit and parked for about an hour and a half. I then drove back to Chris's I was supposed to work and go to school today, but I am too shaky to drive. I am just glad that I am okay, this could have been a whole lot worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you all had a wonderful weekend and a much less exciting Monday than I did. Make sure that you get your vote in on this weeks poll and if you have any suggestions for poll questions feel free to &lt;a href="mailto:eringetspanked@hotmail.com"&gt;e-mail&lt;/a&gt; me them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-6054931318045088061?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/6054931318045088061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=6054931318045088061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6054931318045088061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6054931318045088061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/wonderful-weekend-horrible-monday.html' title='Wonderful Weekend, Horrible Monday'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-6808912066134735360</id><published>2007-03-15T10:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:41:05.334-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poll'/><title type='text'>New Poll</title><content type='html'>Thank you for all your votes on my first poll. The question was: When is your favorite time to get/give an erotic spanking? 8% voted for in the morning, 10% voted for in the afternoon, 21% voted for in the evening, 56% voted for anytime and 5% said that they don't like erotic spankings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new poll question is up: Do you give/receive maintenance spankings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do receive maintenance spankings, right now they are every other week, but if my behavior isn't where it should be I get them on the off weeks too. Feel free to elaborate on your responses by leaving a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-6808912066134735360?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/6808912066134735360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=6808912066134735360&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6808912066134735360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/6808912066134735360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-poll.html' title='New Poll'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-2610659673737485080</id><published>2007-03-13T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:23:27.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><title type='text'>An Amazing Night</title><content type='html'>Last night after I finally put away all my homework satisfied that I had gotten enough done for the day I decided that I wanted to have a little fun. Chris and I were in his spare room/office he was playing some computer game that I am, to put it mildly, no good at. I had been on the twin bed doing my homework, Chris had his back to me. Once I had all my school work cleaned up I went to the bedroom and grabbed the restraints and the belt and calmly walked back into the spare room. I fully expected Chris to look up and see me holding those wonderful items, but he was too busy shooting up whatever it was that you shot in the game that he was playing. So I decided that I would set everything up and see how far I got before he noticed what I was up to. I got the restraints tied to the bed, fully naked and tied myself up (except for one hand) without him noticing. Then when he finally did look at me he just asked why I was naked, I replied "Because I feel like it." He just nodded and turned his attention back to his game, he hadn't noticed that I had tied myself up. Once the game was over he fully turned around and noticed that I had tied myself up, he finished restraining me. He then gave me one of the most erotic punishments I have ever received. He started out with just the belt, but he soon went to the bedroom and got the cane and hairbrush paddle.  I don't really want to go into too much detail about what actually happened because it was a very intimate moment between Chris and I. I will say this though I took more strokes last night with each of those implements than I ever thought that I could. I also realized through the events of last night that when I really put my mind to it I can submit to anything that Chris wants to give me.  Chris I love you more than words can explain and I feel so honored to be your sub.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-2610659673737485080?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/2610659673737485080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=2610659673737485080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2610659673737485080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/2610659673737485080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/amazing-night.html' title='An Amazing Night'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-4744035890422562990</id><published>2007-03-12T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:24:30.501-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>New Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Today, between work and school I have been doing homework and writing this story. I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. I would tell you more about my day, but I still have a lot of homework to get done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela and Travis were spending a quiet evening at home watching a little television and  just enjoying each others company. It wasn't often that they were both home and able to relax, usually one of them had to work late or go to some business function. As the program went to commercial Travis leaned over and softly kissed Angela and asked "Could you get me a soda?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela thought about it for a second, she had been on her feet all day at work and right now she was really comfortable. "Can't you get it yourself? I am really comfortable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis was stunned it was such a simple request and Angela usually was so obedient. He decided that he would give her one more chance, "Angela, I asked you to do something, please be my good little girl and just do it. I really don't want to have to spank you tonight but I will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela just sat there, and replied with little to no emotion "I don't want to get up, I am really comfortable, why can't you just get it yourself?" As soon as the last word left her lips Travis grabbed her arm and drug her off to the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was a simple request, young lady and I even gave you a second chance, but I guess you really wanted me to blister your ass. Take off those clothes, stack the pillows in the middle of the bed and then offer your bottom to me." Travis said as he let go of her arm. He then turned his attention to the closet where they kept all of the implements, and selected the belt, hairbrush paddle and the cane. Turning back to the bed he saw his naughty wife bent over the pillows with her ass at a perfect angle to get the spanking that she so richly deserved. "Young lady, you could have avoided this whole situation by simply getting up off the sofa and taking about 10 steps to the fridge, getting me a soda, and then taking 10 more steps back to the sofa, but no you decided to blatantly disrespect me and now you are going to get a very severe spanking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tears starting to form in her eyes Angela looked up at Travis, she could knew by the look in his eyes and the tone of his voice she had let him down. She quietly replied "Yes sir." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silently Travis began spanking Angela's bottom with his hand, making sure to pay plenty of attention to her sit spots and thighs. Soon Angela was letting out a yelp with each smack, he knew that meant it was time to switch to the hairbrush. The first stroke landed with SMACK on her right sit spot and before she had a chance to yelp he let the second one land on her left sit spot. He continued to alternate sit spots, until they were both bright red and she was no longer yelping at each individual stroke,  and instead just continually sobbing into to the bed. He then scattered a flurry of strokes on bottom before laying the paddle aside and picking up the belt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now young lady I want you to say, I will do exactly what you tell me to do when you tell me to do it sir, over and over until I tell you to stop.  Do you understand me?" He said as he doubled the belt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes sir." Angela said through sobs. " I (THWAP)will (THWAP) do (THWAP) exactly what (THWAP) you (THWAP) tell (THWAP) me (THWAP) to (THWAP) do (THWAP)when (THWAP) you (THWAP) tell (THWAP) me (THWAP) to (THWAP) do (THWAP) it (THWAP) sir (THWAP)." This continued about four more times, by the end Angela's words were barely audible through the sobs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you learned your lesson young lady? Are you going to do exactly what I tell you to do when I tell you to do it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes sir" Angela said looking up at him, tears still streaming down her face. Travis knew that she had indeed learned her lesson and since she had been so obedient during her punishment he decided that the cane wasn't going to be necessary. Instead he sat down on the bed and helped her get off the pillows and the two of them spent the remainder of the evening in each others arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-4744035890422562990?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/4744035890422562990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=4744035890422562990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4744035890422562990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4744035890422562990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-story.html' title='New Story'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-8122024156897466464</id><published>2007-03-11T18:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:25:33.001-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance Spankings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><title type='text'>Maintenance Spanking</title><content type='html'>I have been getting maintenance spanking every Sunday for several months now, but a few weeks ago Chris told me that we could reduce the frequency to every other week because my behavior between the maintenance spankings had been so good. He did warn me though if I earned more than one punishment spanking between maintenance spankings we would go back to every week. Well, I did earn more than one punishment spanking this week, so just as he had promised I got a maintenance spanking today. It was way harder than any other maintenance spanking he had ever given me, because of all the punishment spankings that I got this week. We have four wooden paddles (hairbrush paddle, ruler paddle, big paddle and big paddle with holes), two kitchen implements (big mixing spoon and a wooden kitchen turner), a belt, and a cane. He have me dozens of strokes with each of the paddles, kitchen implements and belt, and about 6 strokes with the cane, then to finish off the spanking he had me count off ten very hard strokes with each of the four paddles. He warned me before we started that if I moved out of position or cried out too much he would give me ten additional strokes with each of the remaining four implements. I very obediently counted off the last forty strokes, they were very difficult to take on my already throbbing bottom, but the thought of ten hard cane strokes kept me from moving. Well it has been about two hours since my maintenance spanking and my bottom is still aching, oh well, I could have avoided this all if I had just behaved during the week. I am definitely going to be on my best behavior this week I really would like to not repeat this process next week. Wish me luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much happier note, this morning was wonderful :) Before I even got out of bed Chris toasted my bottom with his hand and the big paddle. I love morning spankings so much, I told Chris last night before we went to sleep that I would love to wake up some morning by being spanked. He was going to try and make that this morning, but when he woke up I was already lying in bed awake, oops sorry Sir. Then after we both took a shower Chris gave me several more spankings for being bratty. Then he gave me twenty-five strokes with his belt like &lt;a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/a&gt; got and described in her post titled,  &lt;a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/2007/03/slice-of-spanko-life.html"&gt;A Slice of (Spanko) Life&lt;/a&gt;. Except that he gave me them in his office/spare bedroom instead of the kitchen. Thanks Bonnie for that, I sent a link of that post to Chris and I guess he thought it was a good idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that all of your are enjoying your Sunday as much as I am. I just hope that the rest of the week goes as well as today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-8122024156897466464?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/8122024156897466464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=8122024156897466464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8122024156897466464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8122024156897466464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/maintenance-spanking.html' title='Maintenance Spanking'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-1601471677977465177</id><published>2007-03-09T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:33:39.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bratting'/><title type='text'>Forgetful</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning before Chris went off to work he asked me to get the bedding washed, I told him that it would be no problem and I got the mattress pad in the washer right then. Well that was as far as I got with that project. Soon after he left I got engrossed in my blog and other peoples blogs and some school work. I completely forgot that he had even told me to wash the bedding. Well, after he got off work he just swung by his place and picked me up and we went out to a really good Chinese buffet. It still hadn't dawned on me that I had forgotten about the bedding, I was too busy telling Chris about all the cool things that I found on the internet. Then when we got home he poked his head into the bedroom and then looked at me, I was already back on the couch with my computer in my lap. I looked up and I could tell something was wrong, but I couldn't figure it out, then he asked "didn't I ask you to wash the bedding?" My stomach did a flip-flop, I mumbled out an "I forgot." He then came into the living room and asked me to put my computer on the coffee table, get all six of the wooden implements, and then strip. I did just as he asked and then bend over his lap, he started out by spanking me really hard with his hand and then he gave me about 20-30 medium-hard strokes with each of the six implements. My bottom was really toasty by then, but I knew that we weren't done yet, Chris always ends my punishments with hard counted strokes, he decided that he was going to give me 10 hard strokes with each of the six paddles for forgetting to wash the bedding, and then an additional 2 hard strokes with each of the implements for moving too much during the first part of the spanking. I took each implement very obediently so that he didn't add anymore strokes on to the end. Finally the punishment was over, and my bottom was so glad it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on in the evening after my bottom had recovered we were cuddling and Chris asked if I could get him a glass of water. I being the brat that I am looked him right in the eye and said "Don't you know were the refrigerator is?" Oh, he got his stern face on real quick and told me to get him a glass of water and the hairbrush, meaning the hairbrush paddle. I quickly got up smiling from ear to ear as the thought of just getting my hairbrush instead of the paddle, but I quickly dismissed that thought, maybe some other time. Chris gave me a pretty hard paddling for being a wise ass, then he noticed that my panties were slutty so he had to punish me for that too. Most people I think would keep their wise ass comments to themselves when someone is beating their ass with a large wooden object, but that isn't me. He told me that if I wasn't wearing slutty panties then my thighs would have a little more protection from this paddle, and I replied with, even my non-slutty panties don't cover my thighs. He gave me quite a few more hard whacks to my thighs and bottom for that remark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a lot of work to get done today that I am actually going to get done. I hope that you all have a wonderful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-1601471677977465177?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/1601471677977465177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=1601471677977465177&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1601471677977465177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/1601471677977465177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/forgetful.html' title='Forgetful'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-5741965534928144335</id><published>2007-03-08T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:42:08.549-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poll'/><title type='text'>Poll Question</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning to Chris wrapping his arms around me, which is enough to send me to cloud nine, but then he started massaging my bottom, and gently spanking it :) We then had a little fun :) and then he gave me a wonderful spanking. This all got me thinking about when is my favorite time to receive an erotic spanking? I love them in the morning because they put me in this wonderful mood for the rest of the day. I also like them in the Evening or right before bed because they seem to just melt the stress from the day and allow me to sleep peacefully. So I am going to be voting that I like them anytime :) I am interested in your responses and feel free to leave comments that elaborate on your vote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-5741965534928144335?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/5741965534928144335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=5741965534928144335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5741965534928144335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/5741965534928144335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/poll-question.html' title='Poll Question'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-8692863767485282713</id><published>2007-03-06T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:33:39.290-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punishment Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>Last Night</title><content type='html'>So I am Finally on Spring Break :) Last night I went to Chris's place right after work and arrived a little before he got home from work. Basically just enough time to take a shower and change into an outfit that I knew he would spank me for wearing. When Chris arrived home though he found my keys in the lock still, oops! I couldn't believe that I had left them in the door. So of course he told me that I was going to get spanked later for being careless enough to leave my keys in the door. I was thinking that was going to be my only punishment spanking tonight, but no such luck, during an erotic spanking I was disrespectful. I actually have been complaining too much during my spankings lately and he had been letting most of it slide because I have been a bit sensitive lately. But last night I crossed the line when I let out two very defiant yelps. He decided that once we were done watching television he was going to spank me for leaving my keys in the door and for being disrespectful. I knew that I deserved to be spanked, I had been complaining lately way more than he usually tolerated and had been feeling bad about doing so and the whole key thing should have never happened, I was so lucky that someone didn't take my keys. When the program ended we went to the bedroom and he have me a pretty hard spanking with his hand and then 10 hard strokes with the big paddle with holes for leaving my keys in the door and 20 hard strokes for being disrespectful. This may not seem like a severe spanking for most of you, but my bottom has been really sensitive lately so that felt like way more. After that spanking was done we cuddled for just a few moments and then he told me that he was going to give me another spanking for wearing slutty panties. My heart skipped a beat, WTF! I thought but of course didn't say out loud, my bottom was still pretty sore from the punishment spanking and he is going to spank me again. He told me to lay on my stomach, which of course I did, and then he grabbed the hairbrush paddle, and started spanking me, but to my surprise he spanked me very lightly :) of course it still hurt a little since I was still pretty tender, but not nearly as bad as I thought it would. I am so glad that I didn't complain about him spanking me so soon after a punishment spanking or I am sure that he would have spanked me way harder and longer. Well, Chris just got home so I am going to go do a little bratting. I hope you all enjoy your evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-8692863767485282713?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/8692863767485282713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=8692863767485282713&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8692863767485282713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/8692863767485282713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-night.html' title='Last Night'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-4159128048970990018</id><published>2007-03-02T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:23:15.709-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>Hearing is back, but snowed in</title><content type='html'>Yesterday (Thursday) I was planning on going back to my place which is about an hour from Chris's place, but because of some freezing rain and snow I had to stay at his place. I was able to get some work done on my online history class so it wasn't a complete waste of a day. I also had a little fun writing a new story and bratting through IM with Chris while he was at work. When Chris got off work we met at a pizza place and had dinner, then before we came back to his place he wanted to stop off at Meijers to pick up some groceries, but we also stopped off in the kitchen section and picked up a wooden spoon. He already has a wooden kitchen turner that stings really bad, I have thought about getting rid of it, but I know that is a very bad idea. As he was placing it in the cart I was hoping that this wouldn't sting as bad as that one does, but it looked like it was going to. After Meijers we went back to Chris's place. He hadn't had a chance to read the story that I had wrote so while I took a shower he had fun reading it. Then when I got out of the shower he caught me putting on sexy panties which aren't "allowed" so of course he gave me a pretty good spanking for that and tried out the new spoon, OHHHH that things stings like crazy, but like most stingy paddles the pain doesn't last for very long after the spanking. Which in this case was a good thing, because he liked my story so much that he wanted to make sure that I wasn't too sore to have a long hard spanking. Later on in the evening after we watched a few television shows he decided that it was time for me to pay for writing my naughty spanking story. He took me into the bedroom and had me strip and bend over the bed. He then warmed up my bottom using all 4 of the paddles and then told me that I was going to get 25 hard strokes with each of the 4 paddles. That was a wonderful spanking, he scolded me through out the entire spanking about how naughty it is to write spankings and how each time that I write one of the stories I will be spanked. Well Chris get ready to spank me a lot more, because I don't plan on stopping anytime soon. So, here is the story that got me that spanking, I hope that you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ohn, can I talk to you” Karen said as she walked into his office.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah sure, what is it?” John said as he turned and looked up from his computer.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, um remember when you asked me to mail those bills on my way to class last week, well I um kinda forgot to, but I did put them in the mail this afternoon, and I don't think that any of them are going to be late.” Karen stuttered out, so sorry that she had forgotten to do something so easy and important.&lt;br /&gt;John's face got really serious “Go to the bedroom and prepare for a really long spanking.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes sir, I am really sorry” Karen added as she turned and headed toward the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;“Not half as sorry as you are going to be” John mumbled under his breath as he watched Karen walk out of the room and down the hall to the bedroom. He couldn't believe what Karen had just told him.&lt;br /&gt;In the bedroom Karen stood in the corner completely naked hoping that John would hurry up and just get this over with. She hated waiting for him to punish her, wondering exactly which implements he was going to use and how long he would spank her for.&lt;br /&gt;“Young lady bend over the bed, you are in so much trouble. I am going to start by giving you a good hard spanking with my hand then I am going to give you fifty hard swats with each of the five paddles on your bottom and then an additional fifty hard swats on your sit spots and upper thighs with each implement, then I am going to give you thirty strokes with the cane just to make sure that you understand what you have done. How does that sound young lady? Do you think that will teach you a lesson?”&lt;br /&gt;“Sir um I actually did mail those bills when you told me to, I um just wanted a spanking, so I thought that I would make up something and let you spank me for it.” Karen said hoping that he would change his mind about the punishment that he had just described.&lt;br /&gt;“Young lady if you just wanted a spanking there are more honest ways to go about that. I have told you over and over if you want a spanking all you have to do is ask for one. Although right now I think that your bottom needs to be punished for lying to me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes sir, I am sorry” Karen said ashamed that she had lied to him just to get a spanking.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh I know that you are sorry, you should have seen your face as I was describing that really harsh punishment that I was going to give you. I knew that you were making it up, I get an e-mail when the accounts are paid. So I think that original punishment may have been a little to harsh for lying although you are going to get a pretty hard spanking.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes sir, I deserve it”&lt;br /&gt;John's hand descended over and over across Karen's vulnerable bottom. She started squirming but John just placed his hand firmly on the small of her back to keep her in place and started further tanning her ass with the hairbrush paddle. Then with a firm swat to each cheek he put down the hair brush and picked up the big paddle. “Okay young lady we are just about done, I just think that you need 30 good hard strokes to make sure that you understand that lying to me is unacceptable and to make sure that you know the proper way to ask for a spanking in the future.” Then with each stroke he made Karen say “Sir may I please have a spanking” Oh and did she ever get one.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-4159128048970990018?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/4159128048970990018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=4159128048970990018&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4159128048970990018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4159128048970990018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/03/hearing-is-back-but-snowed-in.html' title='Hearing is back, but snowed in'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-619246896448434067</id><published>2007-02-28T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:23:54.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>My world has gone silent</title><content type='html'>So I am starting to feel a little better, but the pressure in my head has caused me to temporarily become deaf. This has happened before, I know that in a few days I will be able to hear again, so I am not as concerned about it has some people are. Also through different life experiences I have learned to read lips pretty well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris has been having fun with me, like speaking in Spanish which I can't even understand when I can hear it. He also gave me a good girl spanking, which I did enjoy, but not as much as I usually do because I couldn't hear him "scolding" me or hear the sound that he hand made when it slapped my bare ass. You never know how much that really plays into the spanking until it is gone. Oh well, I would rather lose my hearing than have my ass go numb :) I know that Chris is going to say that is completely irrational, but oh well that is how I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-619246896448434067?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/619246896448434067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=619246896448434067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/619246896448434067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/619246896448434067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-world-has-gone-silent.html' title='My world has gone silent'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-4281636843435965475</id><published>2007-02-27T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:24:32.379-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>He is in charge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wrote this story while I wasn't feeling good. I should have gotten some sleep but I couldn't get comfortable enough to drift off into my wonderful dream world. So instead I wrote a story and sent it off to Chris while he was at work, I know that he loves getting my e-mails while he is at work. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did while I wrote it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, time for bed” Adam said looking over at Christy. She had been sick all day and it was getting late.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“Not quite yet, let's watch one more show and then we can go to bed” Christy said sticking out her lower lip.  She knew that she should have just gone to bed like he had said, but she just didn't want to.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“Excuse me, you have been sick all day and it is getting late, it is time to go to bed.” Adam said standing up and extending his hand to help her off the couch. “Come on Christy.” he said in a tome that told her this was the last time that he was going to tell her to go to bed, and that she shouldn't have pushed him this far. She grabbed his hand and got up from the couch. On the way to the bedroom he gave her bottom a firm swat “I had to tell you to go to bed one more time than I should have had to, I think that you need a reminder of who is in charge.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“Yes sir, I am sorry” Christy said turning around and giving him a hug knowing that wasn't going to change his mind, but just to show him that she really did love him and was glad that he was strong enough to spank her when she deserved it. They arrived to the bedroom and Christy didn't even wait for him to tell her to take off all her clothes. Adam sat down on the bed and tapped his lap. Without a word she draped herself across his lap.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“I am going to give you a severe spanking to remind you that I am in charge and when I tell you to do something I expect you to obey me.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“Yes sir” With that Christy braced herself for the spanking that she knew she deserved.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Adam started out with his hand, but after about 30 good swats he knew that it was time to really start showing her who was in charge. “Now young lady I am going to show you that I am in charge and when I tell you to do something you better do it. First I want you to stick out that bottom and hold that position. Second I am going to give you your entire punishment on your sit spot and upper thighs to show you I am in charge around here.”  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“Yes sir” Christy said in a very shaky voice, What had she been thinking, oh wait she hadn't been, she had just said what came to her mind without thinking about its consequences.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Adam picked up the hairbrush and slowly started spanking her sit spots so that she would feel every single stroke, after her sit spots were bright red he picked up the ruler paddle and focused on her upper thighs, striking both of them with each stroke. After only about three strokes Christy was squirming way more than Adam tolerated. “Young lady, if you don't stop moving right now I will be adding more strokes onto this punishment.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“Yes sir” Christy knew that she shouldn't have even started squirming, but it was so hard to stay still when he was striking her very tender thighs. She resolved in her head that she was going to stay still for the rest of the spanking and prove to him that she could submit to whatever he gave her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Adam continued bringing the ruler paddle down across her upper thighs until they were the same bright red color has her sit spots. Then he laid the ruler down and picked up the big paddle with hole, “Now we just have one more portion of this spanking left, I am going to give you 20 strokes with this paddle, the first 15 are going to be across your sit spots and then the last 10 are going to be across your thighs, for every time that you move you will get an extra 5 across your thighs.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The paddle fell across her sit spots over and over again she lost track of the count around the seventh stroke and instead had been focusing on anything and everything that she could besides her flaming sit spots. Suddenly the intensity of the strokes and the speed was accelerated for the last three strokes. Then without a beat he started delivering the ten strokes to her already extremely sore thighs, each one was delivered with force and with enough time between strokes to give her time to feel the burn. After the last one fell Christy just laid there thinking that her sit spots and thighs would never stop throbbing, but knew that they eventually would, but she wouldn't forget that he was was in charge and when he said to do something that it wasn't just a suggestion.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-4281636843435965475?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/4281636843435965475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=4281636843435965475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4281636843435965475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/4281636843435965475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/02/he-is-in-charge.html' title='He is in charge'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-7050219199473791586</id><published>2007-02-27T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:25:14.165-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Writing Naughty Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here is a story that I wrote and sent to Chris, after he had already told me that I was going to be getting spanked for writing naught stories. Hope that you enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea smiled as she sent her e-mail off through the tubes that make up the internet. I have a feeling that he is really going to enjoy that one she thought to herself as she sat back on the couch. &lt;br /&gt;“Young lady! Go to the bedroom, if this e-mail is what I think it is your ass is about to become extremely red and sore.” Eric shouted from the back bedroom. &lt;br /&gt;Andrea smiled as she got up from the couch and headed toward the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;“Young lady you better be naked by the time that I get in there, this is a very naughty e-mail and you are going to be punished severely for sending me such filth.” Eric shouted in a very serious tone. Andrea began to strip knowing full well that Eric was enjoying her story. “Oh, you better be in the corner, that ass of yours is in a lot of trouble” Andrea smiled at that thought and turned to face the corner. Thinking to herself that it might be even more fun if he came in and she wasn't in the corner. But she thought this may not be the right time for that since from the sound of his tone her ass was already in for quite a punishment. Andrea stood staring at how nicely the two walls came together, and wondered if when the builders put together this wall they ever thought naughty little girls would be staring at it waiting for what seemed like an eternity for a spanking that they knew that deserved. Probably not because if they had they may have given her a little more to look at. &lt;br /&gt;“Young lady, that was a very naughty story” Eric said interrupting her thoughts about how boring the corner was, “I hope that you used this time to think about how naught you have been and what I am going to do about that.”&lt;br /&gt;“Not exactly sir” Andrea admitted, smiling at him as he looked a little shocked at her comment.&lt;br /&gt;“What were you thinking about then?” he asked a little curious as to what she had been thinking about. &lt;br /&gt;“Well, I was just thinking about how the builders should have made corners more exciting, but they probably didn't think that a naughty girl would be staring at it waiting for her spankings”&lt;br /&gt;“So you were bored standing here in the corner?” He said looking at her with an expression that told her she better answer this question carefully but honestly.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I wouldn't say I was bored, just allowing my mind to wander” she carefully and honestly responded. &lt;br /&gt;“Well I will make sure that I have your attention the entire time that I turn that ass of yours bright red” He promised as he gave her a sweet and soft kiss. “Bend over the bed young lady, I can't wait to start showing you what happens to naughty little girls that write naughty, filthy stories and then have the nerve to send it to their boyfriend.” He said as he pushed her down face first onto the bed. &lt;br /&gt;A tingle went up Andrea's spine she loved it when Eric got rough.&lt;br /&gt;“Okay young lady you are about to receive a very hard spanking on your bottom, sit spots and thighs” he said as he delivered a solid smack to each area as he named it off. Then he silently continued to handspank her making sure that he equally covered both cheeks, sit spots and thighs just as he had promised. Then he stopped and went to the dresser where he kept all the implements, Andrea looked up to see which implements he was going to choose. He grabbed the big paddle with holes and the hairbrush and then returned his attention back to her bottom. Andrea put her head back into the bed relived that he hadn't decided to use the kitchen turner. &lt;br /&gt;As if he could read her mind he said “I am sure you are glad that I didn't grab the kitchen turner, but don't think that means that I your bottom isn't going to be on fire by the time that I am done with you” He said as he pulled her hair. With those words he began to smack her bottom fast and steady with the hairbrush and just as he had promised he made sure that he didn't miss a single inch of her backside, although each time that the paddle landed on her tender sit spots or thighs Andrea wished that he would forget his promise. As soon as he was satisfied that she had learned quite a lesson with the hairbrush he laid it aside and picked up the big paddle with holes. He placed the paddle against her bottom “Now young lady the hairbrush was just a warm up for what I have in store for you” Then he raised the paddle and brought it down firmly on both cheeks. Andrea let out a small groan. “Oh we are just getting started, if you think that was hard to take you haven't seen anything yet, I would recommend that you take this spanking like a good girl”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes sir” Andrea said as she tried to hide the fact that she was smiling. She loves it when he lectures her and tells her that her spanking is going to be extremely hard. Then the paddle came down again and again, once again he stuck to his promise and covered her entire bottom, sit spot and upper thighs. With every stroke that landed below her bottom she found it harder and harder to be a good girl. Finally he paused, but she knew that it couldn't be over yet he always have her harder strokes at the end. “Now young lady we are almost done, I think you need 10 more strokes across your naughty backside, you have been a very good girl so far, please continue that behavior through these last 10 strokes and these will be the last 10.”&lt;br /&gt;Andrea was so thrilled that he was only going to give her 10 lately he had been stuck on 15. Then the first stroke fell across the middle of the cheeks, that was the last stroke that fell across her bottom the second one fell across her sit spot and then the final eight fell across her thighs. Andrea now wished that he had just stuck with the 15 where none had landed below her cheeks. &lt;br /&gt;“Very good, young lady you have been very thoroughly punished for writing those naughty stories.” Andrea smiled as she looked over at Eric, he was striping and she knew that could only mean one thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5327295039606130470-7050219199473791586?l=eringetsspanked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/feeds/7050219199473791586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5327295039606130470&amp;postID=7050219199473791586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7050219199473791586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5327295039606130470/posts/default/7050219199473791586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eringetsspanked.blogspot.com/2007/02/writing-naughty-stories.html' title='Writing Naughty Stories'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913142459408239413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa159/eringetsspanked/profilepic-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5327295039606130470.post-7078854254635233142</id><published>2007-02-27T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:26:06.750-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic spanking'/><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>So I finally set up my own blog :) I have been interested in spanking for as long as I can remember, but I just couldn't find someone that was willing to spank me the way that I felt I needed to be, until Chris came along. He is very handsome and knows how to spank a naughty bratt. *Whistling* not that I know anyone like that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am pretty sick today :( I have a really bad sinus infection, but that isn't bothering me half as much as my bottom is. OH I was such a brat last night. We were watching tv last night and I just kept making one smart ass comment after another until Chris said "Stand up young lady and remove those pants and panties!" Oh my heart skips a beat every time that he says that :) He then told me to go and get the big paddle, This is a solid oak paddle that is about 12 inches long, not counting the handle. Well he gave me a pretty long bratty spanking, but then when he told me to get up I just remained there and wiggled my ass at him. Which of course got me another spanking, by this time my ass was pretty sore, and I was on cloud nine :) After he was done spanking me for the second time you would think that I would have learned my lesson and wouldn't be such a brat. NOPE not me, when he told me to get up off his lap and get my pj's back on I just sat on his lap and started kissing him. I am such a brat. He then told me that I better get dressed and make my way to the bedroom or he would have to spank me again. I didn't pay any attention to him and just stayed right there on his lap. He then told me in his very stern I mean business voice to get up, and take the big paddle with me to the bedroom I was getting another spanking. I got up trying to hide a big grin and went to the bedroom. When he got there and started spanking me on my already tender ass I knew that I shouldn't have bratted so much, but I just love it when he spanks me. 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