<?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-8911723030191126703</id><updated>2011-10-10T23:38:58.072-04:00</updated><category term='Audrey Knight'/><category term='Story'/><category term='Real Spanking River Fun'/><category term='Cane'/><category term='Dallas'/><category term='Doggie Fit'/><category term='Spanking'/><category term='Shamrock'/><category term='First time'/><title type='text'>Gracie Gone Wild</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gracie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nwk7B-1pKzg/ToPd6-XJGPI/AAAAAAAAABc/CQKTbvlcVLw/s220/183039_10150101921666926_529806925_6340649_3673300_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911723030191126703.post-2646401837473290678</id><published>2009-12-08T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:38:30.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracie's Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Remember&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;childrens&lt;/span&gt; book? Alexanders Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day? This is what my week has been like. Since Sunday the 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of November everything has been going down hill... Nothing has been going in my favor. Last night I laid in bed and though of everything I was going through...  So I came up with these.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SSSMMMAACCKKK&lt;/span&gt;* you were caught red handed Gracie Bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? Cause your the one with the red hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: How can I look at you when you have me staring at the floor? Wait! Let me reattach my head  backwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Your ass is grass and I'm a lawn mower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you serious? You did not just say that and expect me to NOT laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Will you ever learn your lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Will you ever stop spanking me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: This hurts me more then you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Seriously? Are you serious? Are you the one saying OW &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;NOOOO&lt;/span&gt; I'm the one saying ow (seriously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; say this to me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: My hand has an Itch your butt wants to scratch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  You really gotta come up with better lines (while I am laughing my ass off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Did you start another egg war?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do I have eggs all over me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Gracie Bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Jamie Lee! (this one... a BIG NO NO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Do you hear me young lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you hear me when I say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; call me young lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie:I'm going to spank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Really? wow I didn't know that you pulling my pants and panties down and pulling me over your lap means you are going to spank me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Do not sigh at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do not lecture me and I wont sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: why do you always get in trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cause its my job, keeps your life interesting and if I didn't you would just find a reason to spank me anyway so why not make sure I have fun doing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Did you mow the lawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:I'm sorry, that's outside my scope of responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Did you take out the trash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so men are suppose to take out the trash... We are both girls.... Your the top.... I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; your job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Take it back Gracie Bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Okay, okay, I take it back! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;UnFuck&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: My hand and your butt need to have a conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well tell your hand to call my butt and make and appointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: This isn't Gracie's world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes it is maybe you should get off my planet! No spanking allowed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Where is the submissive good girl Gracie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: She went for a walk... She will be back in oh... 17 decades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Earth to Gracie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Earth is full I went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: I cant not believe you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well I cant believe your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pmsing&lt;/span&gt; again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Watch it Gracie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Watch what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Your attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *looking in the mirror* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt; attitude is not physically visible so how am I suppose to watch it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These I got from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Keagen's&lt;/span&gt; blog and used... NEVER EVER use these... The result had me swearing I would NEVER read any of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;keagens&lt;/span&gt; smart remarks again.... Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Keagen&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: What did you learn Gracie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; get caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie slapping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;OWW&lt;/span&gt; Jamie its a spanking not a scalping chill out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Go get the brush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: and the soap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said more... but I'm not brave enough to post them...Now anyway... I'd probably be spanked just for thinking them! OUCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technicalities are the best! Kinda! Here are some times that have me cracking up when I think about them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The E-mail Technicality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This happened over the phone when Jamie was on a trip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Whats this I hear about you e-mailing Audrey Knight under the influence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Um well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Gracie did you or did you not e-mail Audrey Knight under the influence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Technically No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nope, Lucky e-mailed her I just wrote the e-mail. How was I suppose to know he was really going to send it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Gracie (At this point she was trying not to laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest part about this.... Jamie was with me when I wrote the e-mail... I told her it was for a creative writing thing I was doing and had to ask her some questions others wanted me to ask... Who knew our relationship would turn out to be like it is... I'm still searching for the person who ratted me out... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Theres&lt;/span&gt; only three on the list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Drinking Technicality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: I told you you could not drink without me here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: technically you were here... You were just sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Math book technicality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Did you throw your math book in the yard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: technically no, I threw it through our yard into the neighbors yard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I got some distance on this one! I was so proud... Till our neighbor saved my book from the rain returned it and I threw it in the trash where Jamie found it the next morning after talking to him...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Volume technicality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Gracie I said turn it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Technically I did! I just turned it down a notch from as loud as it will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Medicine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Technicality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Did you take your medicine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sure did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Are you telling me the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, I took my medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: You took your medicine today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh today... well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: So you lied to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No I didn't technically you didn't ask if I took my medicine today... I took it yesterday so... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;OWWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Smart Ass Technicality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; be a smart ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Technically you can't tell me not to be a smart ass until after I've been a smart ass.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; now you can tell me not to be a smart ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The cussing technicality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: (with soap in hand) It's against your rules to say words like that correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Technically I didn't break any rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Did you or did you not post with cussing in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes but technically the rule is I'm not suppose to SAY cuss words. You never said anything about typing them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Fudgin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Technicality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : MOTHER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;fudgin&lt;/span&gt; dumb question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie:What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: what what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Did you just cuss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: GRACIE BEE! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; lie to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm not! Technically I didn't cuss! I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;fudgin&lt;/span&gt; not the other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's not so easy loving me&lt;br /&gt;It gets so complicated&lt;br /&gt;All the things you gotta be&lt;br /&gt;Everything's changing&lt;br /&gt;But you're the truth&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed by all your patience&lt;br /&gt;Everything I put you through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I'm about to fall&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you're always waiting with&lt;br /&gt;Your open arms to catch me&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;From myself, yes&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is tainted by your touch&lt;br /&gt;Well some guys have shown me aces&lt;br /&gt;But you've got that royal flush&lt;br /&gt;I know it's crazy everyday&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow may be shaky&lt;br /&gt;But you never turn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I start to crumble&lt;br /&gt;You know how to keep me smiling&lt;br /&gt;You always save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;From myself, myself&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard, it's hard&lt;br /&gt;But you've broken all my walls&lt;br /&gt;You've been my strength, so strong&lt;br /&gt;And don't ask me why I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's obvious your tenderness&lt;br /&gt;Is what I need to make me&lt;br /&gt;A better woman to myself&lt;br /&gt;To myself, myself&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm lost...in the rain&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I know I'll find the light&lt;br /&gt;To light my way&lt;br /&gt;When I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;Losing ground&lt;br /&gt;When my world is going crazy&lt;br /&gt;You can turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm down you're there&lt;br /&gt;Pushing me to the top&lt;br /&gt;You're always there giving me all you've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a shield, from the storm&lt;br /&gt;For a friend, for a love&lt;br /&gt;to keep me safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you&lt;br /&gt;For the strength, to be strong&lt;br /&gt;For the will to carry on&lt;br /&gt;For everything you do&lt;br /&gt;For everything that's true&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you-ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I lose...the will to win&lt;br /&gt;I just reach for you&lt;br /&gt;And I can reach the sky again&lt;br /&gt;I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your love is so amazing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your love inspires me&lt;br /&gt;And when I need a friend&lt;br /&gt;You're always on my side&lt;br /&gt;Giving me faith&lt;br /&gt;taking me through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Joined by Background Vocals)&lt;br /&gt;For a shield, from the storm&lt;br /&gt;For a friend, for a love&lt;br /&gt;To keep me safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you&lt;br /&gt;For the strength, to be strong&lt;br /&gt;For the will to carry on&lt;br /&gt;For everything you do&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you-ooh,ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the arms to be my shelter&lt;br /&gt;Through all the rain&lt;br /&gt;For truth that will never change&lt;br /&gt;For someone to lean on&lt;br /&gt;For a heart I can rely on through anything&lt;br /&gt;For the one who...I can run to...oh&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Joined by Background Vocals)&lt;br /&gt;For a shield from the storm&lt;br /&gt;For a friend, for a love&lt;br /&gt;To keep me safe and warm, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you&lt;br /&gt;For the strength to be strong&lt;br /&gt;For the will to carry on&lt;br /&gt;For everything you do&lt;br /&gt;For everything that's true&lt;br /&gt;For everything you do - ooh oh&lt;br /&gt;For everything that's true&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you...ooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8911723030191126703&amp;postID=7031223536058564334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/7031223536058564334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/7031223536058564334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-for-keagen.html' title='Just for Keagen!'/><author><name>Gracie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpNcf9DIoq4/SvjLovDv1iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Mlqn4jchgdc/S220/DSC04775.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911723030191126703.post-3451743077471735696</id><published>2009-08-27T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:32:55.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanking Day!</title><content type='html'>If you haven't ready my first Two posts go read them now then come back and read this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday I got a call I picked it up like normal and said hello and what did I hear on the other end? "girl your ass is harder then hell to track down!" I was completely confused as to who is was and just kinda listened to her talk for a second before asking who it was. It was Casey, The first chick to ever spank me! Apparently ever since my ex and I split she has been trying to find me. She finally saw K at a store and got my number... long story short she came and picked me up about 5:30 Saturday I left Shamrock with a family member and took off... Its about a three hour drive from my house to hers so we had plenty of time to talk and such... We talked about my recent spanking experiences and about the blog I had told her that I had jumped into the online spanking world and things like that. She stopped and got us some breakfast at this itty bitty little restaurant but they where the best pancakes I ever ate. Anyway! enough of the boring stuff... We finally got to her house and went inside.  We sat down had a drink and she pulled out her laptop and said let me see this blog of yours. We searched it and she read the post about the party and laughed. and then she did it. she closed the laptop put it on the table and moved next to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just put out my cigarette  and she said she needed to warm up her spanking arm would I help her... I just smiled and said of course and over her lap I went. Now Some of you know I recently broke 4 of my ribs I'm still sore and its surprisingly easy to get into a position where I didn't have any pain. Casey made sure that I was on how I was and then started slapping my bottom. There were light and I could barley feel them through my jeans I think she was worried about my ribs... She started picking up speed after a few minutes and then told me to stand up.I stood up and she pulled down my pants and pulled me back over her lap and then it was like she suddenly couldn't control the urge to slap my cheeks fast and sharp. I winced a little and then relaxed enjoying myself and obliviously so was Casey because she spanked me for a good 30 before saying her arm felt like jello I laughed and played it off like I could keep going but in truth my bottom was hot and stinging. I got up pulled my pants up and sat down. I was pretty relaxed, Casey got us a couple drinks and we bullshitted for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casey said she wanted to show me something and took me into her room. I sat down on the bed and she opened up a trunk at the end on her bed, Then she started pulling out a million different implements I looked at each and she asked me if I would help her with her 'famous grand finally' again tonight. I nodded and she said pick one I picked up a paddle gave it to her and she grinned at me and sat on the bed pulling me over her lap as she did. She slapped my bottom firmly and completely had me laughing and crying at the same time with her jokes about spanking. Granted they weren't that funny but you know when something is so Corny or so bad its funny kinda thing. She picked up the paddle and started in on my poor bottom. We spent pretty much all day spanking me on and off and my bottom was extremely sore by the time the party started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't join the party until about an hour after it started... My hair wouldn't cooperate and no matter what jeans I put on mine or Casey's they just didn't work! Finally I gave up and went downstairs grabbed a Smirnoff and sat down to enjoy the show. I instantly felt shy I've never really been one to just jump right into something I shifted constantly in my seat and sipped on my drink. Then out of nowhere I heard a familiar voice I turned my head saw Kay and leaped into her arms hugging her tightly. I hadn't seen much of her since my ex and I split but we were still on great terms.  She hugged me and sat down next to me and we talked when she noticed I was shifting in my seat a lot. She asked me who spanked me and I said Casey's hand and other things have been in contact with my bottom all day She laughed and then asked me if she could spank me and I said why the hell not off we went to a better part of the room and she sat down pulled me over her lap and started spanking away. She spanked me for about 2 minutes before I felt another hand slapping my bottom along with it and looked up. It was Casey of course together her and K slapped my bottom through my jeans which were IMO &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;thick enough. I was wincing before something in me changed. I got that feeling again. The same one I had when I was there the first time.  Every spank from them was insane. It would start at my bottom and shoot throughout my whole body. I would moan and arch my back, Dispute my bottom being so sore I was longing it and never wanted it to stop, but sadly it did I got up K left to go get spanked by some dude and Casey hugged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I have now learned about Casey is she is FULL of surprises as I was about to go sit down she grabbed my hand and walked me over to a women who was I would say in her mid 20's introduced us and before I knew it I was over a lap again.  I thought the feeling before was powerful it was NOTHING compared to what I felt when this girl spanked me... It was mind blowing to say the least The way she spanked OH MY GOD! Each smack was like an adrenaline rush going through my whole body. I cant tell you how long she spanked me, My mind went into slow motion again what I was told were fast spanks felt 5 minutes apart.  After what felt like an eternity  I got up and sat down again and finished what was my now warm drink. My bottom was insanely sore and stingy.  I talked to some people laughed told my stories listened to some great ones myself and laughed until I couldn't stand it anymore. All the time knowing Casey's grand  finale was still to come and I didn't want to put much more strain on my ribs so I turned down all the offers of spankings and just sat and chatted, It was great to really sit and talk to people with the same interest I had. We had discussions on peoples differences in spankings and really got a new point of view from different opinions. Before I knew it Casey had yelled at everyone to finish up and walked over to me grabbed my hand and smiled pulling to the pool table. She asked me how I was feeling and I said ok but in truth I was SSSOOOORREEEEEE! She asked me if I still wanted to help her and I said sure and made sure everyone was paying attention before giving a little speech... It went something like this (from my memory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love having these small spanking parties its a great way to meet others and I have met one young girl who has made a permanent special place in my heart. I have never had so much fun spanking someone and she takes all I can give and is the brattiest person I have ever met. She has been kind enough to help me out tonight despite her extreme sore bottom after being over a lap all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that she bent me over the pool table and asked me if I was comfortable I nodded and noticed everything went trippy. My hands began to sweat and it was like I was in some kind of dream. I didn't even realize that she was talking again telling everyone that I was going to take 10 with a cane 10 with a paddle and 10 with a strap... When this registered in my brain I looked at her "Have you lost your damn mind?" I said laughing and she said nope and that K and (we will call her Jessica) Jessica would help her.  I sighed then laughed at myself wondering why in the hell did I agree to this this morning.  Then it started K picked up the strap and gave me 10 swift smacks with it. Not hard but wicked fast I winced took deep breaths. Then it was Jessica's turn... She picked up the paddle and swatted my bottom with it... then it happened, The adrenaline rush, The insane feelings that drove me up the wall. Slowly she gave me 10 semi hard strokes with the paddle. She did something that Casey and K didn't, After each smack she would squeeze my bottom cause moans to escape my mouth. Then it was Casey's turn, I wont lie I was scared but the fear and the adrenaline rush together make me wild. She told everyone to count with her and then started.  I yelped at each stroke, it hurt, and with each stroke the whole room counted. I had just about reached my limit by the 8th stroke of that EVIL implement.  I had sweat on my forehead and was feeling some real distress at this point but I refused to really show it.  I wiped my forehead on the sleeve of my shirt and felt the next stroke and lifted my leg up and banged my hand on the table.  K I guess could tell I was at my limit and walked around to my side asked me if I was ok and I nodded. "This is a piece of cake compared to dealing with Amy" I said and then laughed with her before feeling the last stroke and arched my back yelling out "FUCK" I stood up hugged K Casey and Jessica and everyone clapped while I rubbed my now throbbing bottom. Long story short I slept on my stomach that night! I love Casey's parties and I love the rush it gives me when she uses me for her Grand finale!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8911723030191126703-3451743077471735696?l=graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3451743077471735696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8911723030191126703&amp;postID=3451743077471735696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/3451743077471735696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/3451743077471735696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/08/spanking-day.html' title='Spanking Day!'/><author><name>Rebel Gracie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SmHt2XLBWpI/AAAAAAAAABU/eF8JzWOy8sM/S220/l_24c8ddc5e3d74adcb56e829613102f07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911723030191126703.post-344715228940776835</id><published>2009-08-19T14:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:36:47.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Spanking River Fun'/><title type='text'>Spanked by the riverside</title><content type='html'>For those that don't know I live close to the river... I'm a total river rat I love it something about the quiet river hearing nothing but the sounds of fish jumping or the occasional crack of a fallen stick when a deer or some other animal steps on it. I have a special spot at the river where I go to just to get away from the stresses of life... I went there the other day and meet a friend who took some cute shots of&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SotKoLL8QBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SzqZrT_Z7Fc/s1600-h/DSC05177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SotKoLL8QBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SzqZrT_Z7Fc/s320/DSC05177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371469034627547154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and shamrock together...  After the pictures were &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SotJixit58I/AAAAAAAAAEg/UBa7r7ccrBY/s1600-h/DSC05188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SotJixit58I/AAAAAAAAAEg/UBa7r7ccrBY/s320/DSC05188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371467842332780482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taken he left, and me and Shamrock went to my special spot... Its so wooded but when you get close to the river bank its cleared out for fishing etc... I sat down on a fallen tree and took in the quiet... As we sat there I remembered a time I was spanked by the riverside in fact it was in the very spot I was sitting at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the beginning of the summer, right after I jumped into the world of online spanking!  Me and my friends spent a lot of time swimming, fishing, and doing wild crazy things... We had been jumping off the bridge into the water and enjoying the early days of summer. The water was still pretty cold and at that time the only friend I had that knew about my spanking secret was T.  I had gotten out of the river to dry off and warm up. I dried my hands on a towel and lite up a cigarette when T came out to join me... "So where is this secret spot that your always running off too?" She asked as she borrowed my lighter to light her own cigarette. I laughed and told her it really wasn't a secret spot just a special spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up and took a little hike and went to my spot and sat down on that same fallen tree... We talked about how things were at home and at school and T asked if I had skipped anymore classes. "Ha after the way you wield a belt I wouldn't skip a class if I was dying!" T laughed and said good then we both just kinda had the same thought run through our head. "So you ever been spanked by the river?" I shook my head no and she grabbed my arm looked at me, smiled,  then pulled me over her lap.  I grabbed onto her ankle and placed my other hand on the tree and steadied myself and waited but not for long... T landed a smack that sounded like a gunshot! I yelped and jumped a little surprised at a how hard she hit and how much it hurt over my thin still soaked cotton shorts. I felt her hand wrap around my waist pulling me close.  She slapped away at my bottom going faster then I would of expected her to and cracking jokes at me that made me laugh and yelp and complain at the same time.  We were really enjoying ourselves and couldn't stop the laughter and then she stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She helped me stand up and leaned me against a tree.  I stuck my bottom out and felt T slowly pull my shorts down which made a shiver go through my whole body. "Do you trust me?" She asked and I looked back at her "What the hell kinda question is that?" She slapped my bottom hard and I yelped and yelled "YES!" She laughed and then I started laughing and she rubbed my bottom, Asked if I had ever been spanked with a switch. I shook my head no and she started, It wasn't horrible but it did sting a lot I would wince and she would crack more jokes making me laugh, before I knew it She had switched back to her hand I was loving it I looked at the river and saw the fish jumping and felt T pull my shorts back up and continued slapping my now sore bottom. I thought she was done so I stood up and sat back down on the tree when T sat next to me and said "I don't think so little girl were not done here" and pulled me back over her lap. "Little? T come on there's NOTHING little about me" I said and laughed when she started slapping my butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having a blast until I looked up and saw a snake not even 5 inches from me "Shit!" Was my reaction and I jumped up grabbed T  in about 2 seconds when she realized it was a snake she jumped back and slid on the sand like dirt  right into the river taking me with her... I stood up and looked around and saw that the snake had taken off and T stood there laughing "I so don't play that shit T I don't do snakes!" I said and then just laughed. T said she wasn't scared of them and I said "Bull shit! Your the one who drug us in the damn river!" We then looked at each other and just laughed. I laughed so hard I cried and T hugged me. I then "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slipped&lt;/span&gt;" and dunked T which gave her an excuse to slap my bottom several times! Which caused me to go into a fit of more laughter and it made T slap my bottom faster... This went on for several minutes and I would just laugh and brat and get spanked some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great time and it was pretty dangerous as the snake was a water moccasin but that never stopped me from going back to my spot on the river...This is so far the most fun I had getting a spanking and I think it is because we both were relaxed and having fun.. I had more fun here then I did at the party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics that were taken the other day... Shamrock got a little too brave and stuck his head in the drain pipe there and something hissed at him and I caught the shot right as he was jumping back! And us getting ready to go to my favorite spot at the river! Not a bad picture of my ass he he! The snake pic was one I found on the Internet and as always the owner of the pic was nice enough to allow me to use it for this post. Th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SotQ3gzVJWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/D4n-QMIi5SI/s1600-h/url.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SotQ3gzVJWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/D4n-QMIi5SI/s320/url.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371475895197705570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e snake&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SotJzdtTI7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/TRqZWaWTWKg/s1600-h/DSC05163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SotJzdtTI7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/TRqZWaWTWKg/s320/DSC05163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371468129066230706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; T and I saw that day was a little smaller then this...&lt;br /&gt;Something I learned that day was to not wear such short shorts if your going to be spanked and you don't want your friends to make fun of you... Once I got back to the group all I heard all day was "Gracie what happen to your thighs? there all red!" I immediately would blush and say "I have no clue! maybe I sat on something that my skin didn't agree with." It worked that time I do have sensitive skin that does strange things sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poll Votes are in... According to the polls Females do spank other females naturally harder then they do men! But after talking to some amazing female &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spankers&lt;/span&gt; they made it clear that it really does vary. Some spank men harder some spank women harder either way its all in what you like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to those who voted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8911723030191126703-344715228940776835?l=graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/344715228940776835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8911723030191126703&amp;postID=344715228940776835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/344715228940776835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/344715228940776835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/08/spanked-by-riverside.html' title='Spanked by the riverside'/><author><name>Rebel Gracie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SmHt2XLBWpI/AAAAAAAAABU/eF8JzWOy8sM/S220/l_24c8ddc5e3d74adcb56e829613102f07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SotKoLL8QBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SzqZrT_Z7Fc/s72-c/DSC05177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911723030191126703.post-3671497093390229161</id><published>2009-08-09T18:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:52:03.741-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shamrock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doggie Fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dallas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audrey Knight'/><title type='text'>Shamrock, Dallas Spanks Hard, and Audrey Knight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so in my last post I said how much my dog Shamrock loves Dallas Spanks Hard... Dallas has a new preview on spanking tube... 'Audrey Knight Your Time Has Come".... Well I watched it and while I was wincing and looking away from the screen Sham was going bonkers wagging his tail (and hitting me in the face with his tail) Talking in his normal way and staring at the screen, All was good until the clip was over. I was planing on watching pixies preview new clip but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nnoooooo&lt;/span&gt; Shamrock refused to let me '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Literally&lt;/span&gt; guys He made so much noise I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; hear a thing, I couldn't see the monitor nothing.... I put it back on Dallas and he was fine.... this went on for about oh FOUR  HOURS! I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yall&lt;/span&gt; this damn dog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! so FINALLY before I went to bed I told him that was it no more" he whined and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;whimpered&lt;/span&gt; and moaned and groaned (yes he does all of these) and was throwing a doggy fit! (all and all I have to laugh at it now even though then I was tired and it didn't seem so funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; how it went down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shamrock No its 5:30 in the morning you have been watching all night I gotta get up at 8 for a job interview  its time for bed "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;whimper&lt;/span&gt; and whine then looking from me to the computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shamrock bed now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barking and his 'talking'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; back talk me Sham its time for bed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lick to my cheek and a look then a lick to the computer screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look Shamrock we ALL love Audrey Knight and Dallas but it is time for bed! Your obsessed! I'm addicted but your just obsessed! I have this clip memorized! Now go to bed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he went to the bed and laid down... I snuck on for a minute to check out Audrey's new clip and Pixie's Preview new clip All three are very good.... As always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say a big THANK YOU to Audrey Knight and Dallas for entertaining my beloved little spanko obsessed dog... The first time he ever refused to listen to me.... Audrey's timer prank was enjoyed by not only people but my dog as well....  Come on how often can you say I have a dog as one of my biggest fans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/Sn9Wk9LX8qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QUwoO5ZJEyg/s1600-h/l_b34c3580fa4041a89ba19a5c925fd1a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/Sn9Wk9LX8qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QUwoO5ZJEyg/s320/l_b34c3580fa4041a89ba19a5c925fd1a7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368104473746469538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8911723030191126703-3671497093390229161?l=graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3671497093390229161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8911723030191126703&amp;postID=3671497093390229161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/3671497093390229161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/3671497093390229161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/08/shamrock-dallas-spanks-hard-and-audrey.html' title='Shamrock, Dallas Spanks Hard, and Audrey Knight!'/><author><name>Rebel Gracie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SmHt2XLBWpI/AAAAAAAAABU/eF8JzWOy8sM/S220/l_24c8ddc5e3d74adcb56e829613102f07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/Sn9Wk9LX8qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QUwoO5ZJEyg/s72-c/l_b34c3580fa4041a89ba19a5c925fd1a7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911723030191126703.post-3535500097461266768</id><published>2009-08-07T09:28:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:44:24.458-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanko Pets</title><content type='html'>I believe pets portray there owners... My Dog Shamrock loves to have his butt rubbed and patted and scratched. If he sees me he runs over and backs his butt up right over to me... I'll scratch it and pat his butt (right above his tail and on his thighs) He has always been very vocal and will wag his tail and howl and 'talk' (no not bark) he cant seem to ever get enough! If I am watching spanking tube or something he is watching it too.... I'm serious!!! The dog will watch spanking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vids&lt;/span&gt; with me!!!! His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; is Dallas Spanks Hard clips... Although his singing clip on there he doesn't really like (He will let off this sigh noise and just look at me as if to say '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; change it')  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; no offense Dallas he does love all your other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vids&lt;/span&gt; though! On a side note Dallas's last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;vid&lt;/span&gt; confused the hell outta him I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; The fruit one Sham just looked and turned his head from side to side while I laughed my ass off! This is my sweet boy! Look at that face how can you just not fall in love with it!!!! All those wrinkles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/Snw64VtoIHI/AAAAAAAAACY/bwCpAn2qx1w/s1600-h/l_80069ee0c652461eaed01a12c1f0d3dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/Snw64VtoIHI/AAAAAAAAACY/bwCpAn2qx1w/s320/l_80069ee0c652461eaed01a12c1f0d3dc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367229595494391922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His daughter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Thead&lt;/span&gt; (Shithead) Has a big ass ghetto booty! Just like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/Snw7Lo7zzJI/AAAAAAAAACg/rv17CQ7YbDY/s1600-h/l_489b79c827d449ca88e07ca4396d8e1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/Snw7Lo7zzJI/AAAAAAAAACg/rv17CQ7YbDY/s320/l_489b79c827d449ca88e07ca4396d8e1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367229927071665298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best pic I have right now (all of these are from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt;) I'll add more if I can ever catch her being still long enough but her butt is HUGE for a dog!!!!! Shes always into something (shes still a pup) Shes always been very nosy and curious. She kinda reminds me of that dog Marley from the book and movie Marley and Me... Just not as bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; this is why we named her shithead but pronounce it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Thead&lt;/span&gt; so if children were around or we were out and about etc..... They are both pit bulls pure bread... and for those who think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; there so dangerous, Sham saved my life on many occasions and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Thead&lt;/span&gt; being the shithead she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; just watched and thought it was playtime &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.If that's not enough,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Spaz&lt;/span&gt; the dog I had growing up... He is still alive and just as spastic as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SnxGESaxCLI/AAAAAAAAADA/V68F9wl6Zm4/s1600-h/DSC05085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SnxGESaxCLI/AAAAAAAAADA/V68F9wl6Zm4/s320/DSC05085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367241895396313266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now This little THING is evil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... I have been bitten by him SO MANY TIMES growing up... (We got him when he was 6 weeks old and I was 6 I'm 22 now you do the math!) He will be sleeping and you roll over he will bite you ..... you will open the door and he attacks..... Shamrock and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Thead&lt;/span&gt; are SCARED to deal of him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so its not the breed its the DOG you have to know how to train the dog correctly! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; now that that rant is out of the way back to what I was saying... I think pets really do portray there owners. My Cat Diva showed up on my doorstep a year ago and never left.... She is a FAT cat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; when I got her I weighed almost 250 lbs as I started to lose weight...... So did she..... So a year later and 80 pounds lighter my cat has gotten skinny too this is her last summer when she showed up on my doorstep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/Snw8852uq2I/AAAAAAAAACo/hHHJ_zhiMp8/s1600-h/l_d2c87d3d450343b0a58d2825f5a36405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/Snw8852uq2I/AAAAAAAAACo/hHHJ_zhiMp8/s320/l_d2c87d3d450343b0a58d2825f5a36405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367231872938978146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is she a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;spanko&lt;/span&gt;? Lets just say I sleep on my stomach and when she wants to eat or go outside she will sit on the small of my back and meow. If I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; respond quick enough (which is why I call her diva she wants what she wants right when she wants it and DON'T make her wait.) Back to what I was saying, if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; respond right away she takes her paws and swats away at my bottom, and get this! She alternates cheeks left right left right and shes fast! My ex use to laugh her ass off at me saying "Get her Diva make that ass jiggle!" (THANK GOD she doesn't use her nails!!!!) She will keep this up until I give up and yell at her "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; I'm up I'm up God your such a damn Diva!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Pets are total &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;spankos&lt;/span&gt; Well 2 of them are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Thead&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; into spanking much but MY GOD she has a BIG ASS for a dog!!!! With Shamrock being the most committed to the spanking life, with his love of being spanked (and no I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; beat my dog I pat his hind end and scratch it so those who think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; shes abusing her dog get over yourself! He loves it and 99% of the time I have to make him go lay down cause he wont let me stop!) and his love of spanking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;vids&lt;/span&gt; from spanking tube... And Diva who is just so damn persistent on spanking me with her paws until I wake up and get up to feed her (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;GEEZE&lt;/span&gt; like she cant wait until AFTER 6 in the morning)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that that's done with I'm off to eat study and then... you guessed it me and sham are going to hop on spanking tube!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8911723030191126703-3535500097461266768?l=graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3535500097461266768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8911723030191126703&amp;postID=3535500097461266768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/3535500097461266768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/3535500097461266768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-believe-in-im-thank-for-and-list-of.html' title='Spanko Pets'/><author><name>Rebel Gracie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SmHt2XLBWpI/AAAAAAAAABU/eF8JzWOy8sM/S220/l_24c8ddc5e3d74adcb56e829613102f07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/Snw64VtoIHI/AAAAAAAAACY/bwCpAn2qx1w/s72-c/l_80069ee0c652461eaed01a12c1f0d3dc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911723030191126703.post-4906730907010809993</id><published>2009-07-12T21:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:16:58.592-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cane'/><title type='text'>My First Spanking Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I couldn't say no, I don't even think I could of said a word if I tried. I swallowed hard when she sat down in a chair and pulled me over her lap. I placed my hands on the dark wood floors and noticed how sweaty they had become when one of them started to slip. My head was completely spinning I had no clue what this would feel like until I felt the first smack from her hand. I actually bit my tongue to keep a low moan inside my body. Every smack was like a jolt of electricity that would go through my whole body. By maybe the 14 or 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; smack my attempts to keep my moans of pleasure quiet were gone. I can remember  hearing K in the background "I knew she was a total &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spanko&lt;/span&gt; and from the looks of it my sister is getting laid tonight!" I was loving it, how it felt, how it sounded, how my excitement would rise just as her hand would come down on my bottom. I'm taking a wild guess by saying how many spanks total she gave me but I think around 50 and then she helped me up. My bottom was stinging everyone was cheering when Casey stood up and smiled at me and whispered in my hear "would you like to help me out with something?" I nodded and replied with a simple "I would love to" with that she grabbed my hand walked me over the the Bar and told me to put my hands out and hang on. "you really don't want to put your hands behind you for this one. As soon as the words were out of her mouth my mind went into slow motion. Her words to the rest of the party guests were faint and I could barely hear them. My breath was slow and all that kept going through my mind was whats going to happen next... I didn't have long to wait until I heard  everyone moving around. I'm guessing it was about 2 seconds after the noises had stopped I felt a smack on my bottom and then I heard someone walking away and then someone walking closer to me and then another smack. It wasn't long before I figured out that everyone was taking turns spanking me! Everything felt surreal I loved not knowing who was smacking my bottom how hard the smack would be. K walked up in front of me and was cracking little jokes and we even had a game going on. Each time someone would smack me K would ask "was that a chick or a dude" For some reason I would be wrong half the time! It must of been the adrenaline alcohol and excitement going through my body or it could of been my bottom was now so sore and tender I wasn't sure how I would sit down for the ride home! Either way K had me laughing and the spanks had me owing. It felt like forever and I had just about reached all I could take when K asked me if I could take a couple strokes from a cane. I grinned and said I can take whatever you have to give. Oh my God!!!! I cant even find the right words to describe the feeling I felt when I saw Casey grab a cane and walk behind me!... K looked at me and asked "are you sure you can take it?" I nodded I mean I still had my jeans on how much could it hurt right? I felt the cane lightly touching my sore bottom and heard a loud whoosh. "HOLY SHIT!!!!" is the words that came out of my mouth and my leg raised up. My breath shortened and I nodded when both Casey and K asked if I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Not wanting to seem like a wimp I somehow forced myself to put my foot down. Right as I did this The man I had seen outside spanking the women when we first pulled up he asked me if I could take a stroke from him and I nodded. Everything kinda went from slow motion to SUPER SLOW motion as I noticed everything that was happening around me. the chattering of the others watching me, The little beads of sweat the were starting to run down the side of my face, I could even hear the tick of the clock on the wall to my right and notice the very slight flicker of light from a old lamp. Then I felt it, the man taped the can on my bottom a couple times which made my butt cheeks clench and then relax I heard the sound of the cane whooshing through the air. Much louder then when Casey did it and then i felt the contact. Later K said I didn't react right away, but I know it hurt like a bitch and I sucked in my breath lifting my leg up and sorta stomping it down on the ground. Then I heard it everyone was clapping and K had a look on her face that made me crack up and laugh. I stood up and and Casey hugged me. "you are a ton of fun to spank!" She said and then walked over telling everyone goodbye. As I walked out with K she was laughing at me the whole time. "whats wrong Grace?" your walking kinda funny there. "ha ha" I said and got in the car. By this point I sent a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;text&lt;/span&gt; my love and told her I was on my way home. K felt it would be fun to hit every pothole and bump on the dirt road we were driving on. I would wince and say "ow thank you you just made me a little more horny for when I get home to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Amy&lt;/span&gt;!" Laughing and saying "gross just keep it down I gotta get up in a few hours would ya" K turned into our driveway. "no promises K" I said and barely let the car stop before I jumped out and walked inside. I worked my way upstairs to our room opened the door and pounced on my girlfriend. The rest is up to your imagination! I don't want to bore you with details on the really intense mind blowing sex I had with Amy that night especially whenever she would squeeze or claw my sore bottom while rolling around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; the sheets.  This is a spanking blog after all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so it is clear to everyone this story really happened. I changed the names of some of the people in it for respect reasons. I the accuracy of the details are to the best that I can remember I was drinking that night! But I can say I had 2 lines one on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sit spot&lt;/span&gt; and the other on the lower part of my bottom one lasted a few days (I think that one was from Casey) and the other lasted a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8911723030191126703-4906730907010809993?l=graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4906730907010809993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8911723030191126703&amp;postID=4906730907010809993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/4906730907010809993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/4906730907010809993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-spanking-part-2.html' title='My First Spanking Part 2'/><author><name>Rebel Gracie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SmHt2XLBWpI/AAAAAAAAABU/eF8JzWOy8sM/S220/l_24c8ddc5e3d74adcb56e829613102f07.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911723030191126703.post-7156809146998141572</id><published>2009-07-12T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:16:38.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Spanking Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SllxpKsF-OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dP42Q8NeQk0/s1600-h/url.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SllxpKsF-OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dP42Q8NeQk0/s320/url.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357438183791786210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have always been into spanking ever since I could remember. When I was about 5 or so my favorite movie was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/span&gt;. I would settle down right in front of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; and watch the beginning of the movie where the clocks would chime and I would always be glued to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; until the spanking clock would stop then I would try to talk a family member into rewinding it so I could watch it again. I wasn't shy at all about announcing it was my favorite part of the movie. All through my childhood my love for spanking never changed in fact it became stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;        In November of 2008 I moved in with my girlfriend and her family. We had all gotten a place together in the city three hours away from my home in the country. The first couple weeks were a big blur. I was so busy trying to adjust to the crazy city life. The only people I knew where my girlfriend and her family. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Desperate&lt;/span&gt; to know people my girlfriends sister "K" invited me to go with her to a party being held that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night. I spent hours trying to get ready I finally picked out a tight pair of jeans a sweater and boots. By 8 that night I was on my way to what I thought would be a bunch of people drinking and talking and having a good time... I was in total shock when I got there and there was a man sitting on the front porch with a cute little redhead over his lap just spanking away. I just sat in the car watching and really enjoying what I was seeing when K dragged me out of the car and into the brick house. I think my mouth dropped when I walked inside and saw spanking everywhere i looked.  I gave K a look and she just smiled and said "have fun!" then almost jumped over a mans lap. Heading Straight for the drinks I grabbed a Smirnoff and sat down at a table. My eyes were glued to all the spanking going on. I loved seeing it up close and not on a computer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;screen&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;. All of a sudden I felt the chair beside me move and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even know someone had sat down beside me until she spoke. "I take it you are new to the spanking Scene" I had to force myself to turn my head to one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. "yeah" I said shyly with a grin. We talked for awhile about my spanking interest and her spanking experiences. I was on my third drink when she was asked to spank someone. as she stood up and walked away I couldn't keep my eyes off of her! She was about 5"8 with beautiful green eyes red hair and an ass that would make the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;modest&lt;/span&gt; of girls drool. I whispered words from one of my favorite songs. "you hate to see her go but lord to watch her leave!" Just then a man leaned down to my level. "shes hot I know" he said with a grin. I smiled blushed and nodded "very hot" I said and I found out her name was Casey and that the house we were at was hers. I watched her spank a girl and rejected several offers to be spanked until about 2 am. Casey walked up to the bar and said it was time to end the party. She went on talking about how much fun it was but there was one person in the room that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have a sore warm bottom. She walked over to me grabbed my hand. "come on" she said and pulled me up from my chair. I cant explain the feeling of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; and nervousness. My stomach was doing flip flops and my knees where weak.... To be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;continued&lt;/span&gt;... he he spank ya for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;readin&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8911723030191126703-7156809146998141572?l=graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/7156809146998141572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8911723030191126703&amp;postID=7156809146998141572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/7156809146998141572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8911723030191126703/posts/default/7156809146998141572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciesloveeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-spanking-part-1.html' title='My First Spanking Part 1'/><author><name>Rebel Gracie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SmHt2XLBWpI/AAAAAAAAABU/eF8JzWOy8sM/S220/l_24c8ddc5e3d74adcb56e829613102f07.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dmuqjx9gC0g/SllxpKsF-OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dP42Q8NeQk0/s72-c/url.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
