My birthday

This past Saturday, Dec 5th, was my birthday.

After a day as a family, including lunch at a favorite Indian restaurant with special gulab jamun for dessert, I took a little rest, relaxing and watching TV. DH gave me a wonderful card (and picked out cards for each of the kids to give to me) and some wireless headphones. I got a call from my mom and from my stepmom, and a text from one of my brothers (this will be discussed on another post). A former co-worker, a friend from high school and a few online friends also sent out birthday wishes online.

Just a nice day.

DH and I decided to have our date night.

I showered first. I decided to wear my steel boned corset (which I absolutely love) with black lace thong, jeans and a cardigan. Unfortunately, I had a heck of a time with with the ties and had to have DH help me with them (where's a ladies maid when you need one? *grin*). 

We decided to go to our favorite place. It's a restaurant/pub with an Irish theme. Really nice place, great food, good drinks, reasonable prices. We were able to find seats at the bar, DH's favorite place to sit. Since we were still pretty full from lunch we just had some appetizers ~~ they do these great steak bites that are soooo flavorful and tender..... yum. DH told the bartender that it was my birthday and she treated us to a free shot each. We were there for a few hours, enjoying the food and drinks and watching sports on the TVs. Caught the end of the Texas game...

Since both DH and I had been drinking, when we were ready to head home, we called a cab.  Better to pay a few dollars for a cab then have all the legal and other stresses of a DUI (or worse).

While DH made sure the house was locked up tight, I went upstairs and undressed down to my panties. DH got himself into more comfortable clothing, and we were ready to begin.

After a few kisses and some groping, DH put the collar and cuffs on me, hands in front again. Then he blindfolded me. There is something about being pretty much at his mercy, unable to see, having my hand movements restricted. I have to trust him to maneuver me safely around the room, help me up and down, etc.

Again the throe was laid down in front of the fireplace and DH guided me over to it. Before having me get down on my knees, DH helped himself to my backside, rubbing and applying a few good spanks. Then he moved around in front of me, pushed me down to me knees and I took his cock into my mouth and began to pleasure him. I could tell from his hardness and his moans that he was very much enjoying my attentions. Then he pulled away, muttering something about 'stay there, I'll be right back.' And he was, with crop in hand. Which of course he began to apply to my ass while I continued to suck and lick him. Blows with the crop were occasionally replaced with slaps to my cheeks. Now, to be honest, I don't really care for the face slaps, and I often worry that I will react in a way that could seriously injure DH ~~ but he likes to do it...

In the middle of all this, DH growled down at me 'fantasize about whatever you want.' My mouth being rather full at the time, I couldn't respond out loud, but I couldn't possibly fantasize about anyone or anything at that time as all I was thinking about was being his completely, in whatever way he wanted me to be.

When DH was ready, he helped me up to me feet and led me to the side of the bed. It was flogging time (yay!). Tonight was ass flogging only, even though my hands were in front and my back was available. And flog he did, over and over ~~ I'm sure that just with the flogging alone we well exceeded the 43 and one to grow on called for in a birthday spanking (add in the cropping and hand spanking and we definitely did). But I wasn't counting, and if he was, it wasn't out loud.




DH is getting much better with his aim ~~ and with listening to my reactions. When a hit went awry... too high, too low, too much to the side, too much in the middle, etc.... I would utter an 'ouch' or 'ow' or 'owie' and DH would adjust his swing so as not to (hopefully) hit that area again. To be even more clear, when a flogging blow is just right, the sound I make is some sort of combination of groan/moan/exhale. DH was listening... he was learning which areas and which type of blows were good, and which weren't so good. I'm so proud of him. He really listened in the workshop when the instructor told the tops they needed to pay attention to what the bottoms were telling them ~~ he never used to listen to my suggestions or pointers.

DH continued flogging until my bottom was very red and very hot ~~ as was another area entirely *grin*. Then it was time to get up on the bed... And you know what happened next... the same thing that always happens at this point... and keeps happening while I scream in release into the bedding... and then DH reaches his release... and we collapse in a sweaty, exhausted, blissed out heap onto the bed.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. 

It now being very late, we did only minimal clean up before collapsing into bed. We snuggled briefly before finally drifting off to sleep.

So, I had a very nice birthday with my hubby.

The 8th was his birthday. It's up to him, but I'm hoping to get his birthday spanking this weekend :-D

Happy Birthdays to Us -- Part 2

Most of Saturday was spent on regular errands, household chores and such. Later in the day was shower and get ready to go out time. I had gotten, especially for my birthday, a coupon from a favorite restaurant. Off we went, nice dinner, drinks, dessert and back home, not too early (kids were already asleep) but not so late that we were too tired.

I quickly changed while DH closed everything up downstairs. Hair up, maid outfit on, stilettos on… all ready when he walked into the room. And his face lit up as he took in the scene. DH poured us each a drink, then pulled several implements out, setting them on the bed, within easy reach. I watched, somewhat bemused, and then chagrined when he pulled out the dreaded bath brush. He just grinned, a wicked evil grin.

And then I was bent over the edge of the bed and the hand spanking began. It didn’t last too long, but before I could pout, it became clear that the spanking wasn’t over yet -- DH was ready for a different position. He sat on the bed, legs out straight and I laid over them, feet still on the floor, arms on a pillow. He likes this position as he can be nice and comfy, reach me easily, and watch TV. Now it was time for the real spanking. It was a mix of hand, bath brush, leather paddle, and new hairbrush and went on for quite a while. There was laughing and giggling, wiggling and struggling, spanking and caressing, holding down and reprimanding… We tried to do ‘count the spanks’ but it didn’t work so well – I tried counting the regular way (1, 2, 3, etc.), but DH wanted to count by quarters. So we both said ‘one’, then I said ‘two’ and he said ‘one-and-a-quarter’, then ‘one-and-a-half’ up to about ‘four’ by which time we were both laughing too hard to continue with counting.

Of course, I tried to top from the bottom – ‘other side, too, please’, ‘ack, not so hard’, ‘spank the under side, too’. And, of course, DH really didn’t listen to me.

DH did not hold back. This was not some soft, easy spanking. There were some incredibly painful spanks. I wiggled so much, that DH finally had to put his arm around my waist to hold me in position. Love it when he gets all strong and forceful. :D

Finally, much, much later, it was over. I went to caress DH, to show him my appreciation, and ‘it’ was missing!

Ok, not really gone, just tucked down out of the way – so it wouldn’t get hurt by all my wiggling around. We had another good laugh. And then I did show him my appreciation – DH loves my oral appreciation skills *grin*. We finished up in our same-old way, me on all fours, DH behind me, holding my hips between additional spanks, as he thrust and pounded and brought me to orgasm after orgasm before finally reaching his own release.

So, a day late, but boy oh boy did I get a lovely birthday spanking. And there are pictures of my very red bottom, but they’re not going up here – they’re for my personal viewing pleasure only. (DH would freak if I posted something like that, especially since he has expressly forbidden it).

Part 3 will cover my spanking for DH’s birthday.