Command here, filling in for Pink who is, well, tied up at the moment…
There are things I truly appreciate about Pink; from her curly blond hair to the sensitivity of her natural ‘endowments’, she’s a delightful playmate.
She has an inner strength which needs to be exercised, like a thoroughbred that needs special handling as often as she needs to be ridden -- and I enjoy riding her. Hard. Especially after giving her an intense spanking.
Our magic is blending vanilla events like weddings and anniversaries with clandestine forays into our kink. Some moments are inserted with care, like a walk at an outdoor wedding to test the sting of a freshly cut birch switch. Other moments are more spur of the moment, like borrowing the parking paddle at the races for an impromptu spanking.
An element that is important in any Spanko relationship is integrity. To be spanked, Pink needs to submit herself to me and that requires her inner strength and a lot of trust. I cherish that trust. If you’ve reached this level with a Spanko partner yourself then you understand my point when I say that I treat it like a gift, not an entitlement. Pink says this makes her respect my ‘macho’ more than fear it. Spoken like a thoroughbred.
At the heart of it all is a bond that is renewed every time she goes over my knee with her panties pulled down. (BTW, using the bath brush or the belt on her bottom produces exquisite lap dances, if you know what I mean.)
Pink shares a lot of what we do together in her blog. Reading through her older posts is a trip down memory lane for me. If you recently discovered Pink’s blog, I hope you’ll take a walk there too.
(Pictures by the incomparable Waldo.)
There are things I truly appreciate about Pink; from her curly blond hair to the sensitivity of her natural ‘endowments’, she’s a delightful playmate.
She has an inner strength which needs to be exercised, like a thoroughbred that needs special handling as often as she needs to be ridden -- and I enjoy riding her. Hard. Especially after giving her an intense spanking.
Our magic is blending vanilla events like weddings and anniversaries with clandestine forays into our kink. Some moments are inserted with care, like a walk at an outdoor wedding to test the sting of a freshly cut birch switch. Other moments are more spur of the moment, like borrowing the parking paddle at the races for an impromptu spanking.
An element that is important in any Spanko relationship is integrity. To be spanked, Pink needs to submit herself to me and that requires her inner strength and a lot of trust. I cherish that trust. If you’ve reached this level with a Spanko partner yourself then you understand my point when I say that I treat it like a gift, not an entitlement. Pink says this makes her respect my ‘macho’ more than fear it. Spoken like a thoroughbred.
At the heart of it all is a bond that is renewed every time she goes over my knee with her panties pulled down. (BTW, using the bath brush or the belt on her bottom produces exquisite lap dances, if you know what I mean.)
Pink shares a lot of what we do together in her blog. Reading through her older posts is a trip down memory lane for me. If you recently discovered Pink’s blog, I hope you’ll take a walk there too.
(Pictures by the incomparable Waldo.)
Nice to hear from you.
ReplyDeletePink is a real treasure.
I'm glad you recognize her value.
*waving wildly*
ReplyDeleteHi Command,
I love reading about you and Pink. I love reading your wicked and funny comments.
I hope one day I find a mate I can truly bond with, share my kink, AND love.
P.S. So what did you tie Miss Pink up with? Hemp rope, pink silk scarves, your neck ties? ;-)
Thanks BT! Now it is D who is tied up, in an entirely different way.
ReplyDeleteIt is amazing to feel valued. I am fortunate. :)
Hedone: Oops, where'd that comment come from? To answer your question about what he tied me up with: yes.
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