How many do you need?

We are home from an incredible vacation week--three whirlwind days in NYC then two more in Atlantic City. The combined experiences were more than I ever thought they could be. I used blogger to journal the first three days and re-reading the drafts its surprising how much we did just in New York alone. The highlight was our first evening there--a meeting with friends from the community resulting in several new experiences and one in particular that I will never forget :) I may still publish the drafts detailing our trip, but I haven't decided just yet.

After leaving New York, we went to Atlantic City for a concert. Another set of crazy experiences ensued--the first of which being that we were put on the 25(!) floor of the hotel we were staying at. With the exception of flying in an airplane, I've never been that high up and while it made me dizzy, the views were absolutely unreal. We were late making reservations to stay there, which is why I assumed we ended up on a top floor. It turns out, being on the top floor had several significant perks. The first of which was the room itself, which was more than double what our hotel in NYC had been (per day) but was a beautiful room with an amazing view. By the windows, there was a lounging area for taking in the view/relaxing/meditating, as well as creating a unique play space for us.

Our spanking spot in Atlantic City

 

As you can see, this spot was made for spanking. As soon as we were alone, Ace put me in position-facing the windows on my knees. It was such a surreal feeling--to be that high up, to see people below and wonder if they could see me (both in cars going by, and on resort grounds) while being spanked(rather hard, I would say) by my love.

We didn't get a chance to put this to use (unfortunately).




Part of my view, while being spanked by my love :)

 

It wasn't a very long spanking, but one I certainly felt :) One of the other perks we would find about being on this floor of the hotel was that it was originally reserved for the band we were going to see, but in the end they didn't need all of the rooms, so the resort opened up the unused ones, and that is how we ended up on that floor. Which meant we shared not only the same floor with the band, but the same hallway and they were just two doors down from us :) Ace was ecstatic! :) The resort had very high security, and you had to show a room key to go to your floor, so random people couldn't just come up to where we were. Throughout the course of the day, we saw virtually every member of the band, met several of the prominent ones and took casual pics as we all came and went. It was a very cool experience! :) And then, after the concert that night, a huge storm blew in--I've always loved thunderstorms. We went to our room, turned off all the lights and sat at the window watching lightning strike all around us and listening to the rain and thunder. It was an awesome moment that added so much more to the experience. :)

 

The next day, it was time to head back home. We had a long drive ahead of us, so despite a late night, we tried to get up and leave early. We ended up getting semi-lost in Pennsylvania (word to the wise, if you are ever in Pennsylvania, DONT go through "the heart of Allentown". I never felt unsafe at all in NYC, but was petrified going through there!) And so, we ended up staying somewhere near Ohio, but not quite in it (we had planned to get back to Michigan, so that gives some perspective! And no I wasn't driving.......or navigating either for that matter!) At the hotel where we stopped, Ace and I once again managed to find a few needed moments alone while his sister took our little one swimming.

 

I knew I had it coming, so I wasn't too surprised when he moved the chair in the room away from the wall, and pointed to it. This was the third time in a week I found myself bent over a piece of furniture, waiting.....

 

 

"How many do you need?" His voice startled me.

"Ummmmmmm............. ten, sir?" I wasn't serious and He heard the smile in my voice.

"Hmmmmmm, ten huh?" A pause, and then "That's not really how many you need, is it?"

 

I slowly began to shake my head no, and He reached forward, wrapped His hand in my hair and gently continued to shake my head.

 

"No, that's what I thought ........... that's ok, I happen to know exactly how many you need."

 

And with that, He began spanking me slowly but very hard with his hand, rendering me breathless and squirming to get away.

 

29 very hard strokes later, it was over.

 

And I was a very warm, thoroughly happy, loved (birthday) girl.   :) :)

 

 

~(one very happy) sugar~

 

 

Blogland

There has been so much going on here in blogland--my head is spinning and I don't even know where to begin. (This is kind of long, but please read it through.)

Jim and Christina (from Red Booty Woman) have a serious health issue with their youngest daughter. This has been weighing on me a lot as my precious baby is just a year older than their Emily. I lay awake at night watching her sleep and think about how I would feel if that was my baby. I know I could never be as strong as Christina is. I have thought of little Emily every single day since first hearing of her illness--it breaks my heart and I just cant imagine what they must be going through.

There have been other losses in the community as well, and while I am not familiar with Bas besides having seen his comments on other blogs, my heart aches for those who are missing him now.

And then we have the loss of freedom that sparked from an article written somewhere that put some of our best blogland writers in hiding. I know the basics of what this is about, but have not read the exact article and I don't want to. I am disappointed that people feel they need to change what they do because of the ignorance of others. It just seems incredible to me that in today's world there are those who are still so prudish first of all and so intolerant as well. I understand the need for privacy and if my name were being published for the public to see, I would probably do the same thing others have done. But, it sickens me that there are people who can make us feel this way--that we are somehow brainwashed or abused and allow it because we don't know any better. I have so many things that I want to say to that and yet, I feel like its not even worth the time to. There are clearly two sides and we are on one or the other---neither side agrees even remotely with the other yet the negative side, it would seem, is winning the fight they started by using fear tactics/intimidation (and being unbelievably disrespectful) just because they can and enjoy watching us pull back out of the need for privacy. Its just shameful and childish---it makes me want to reach through the computer, grab the author of the article and give them a good shaking and tell them to grow up already. If you don't like it, don't read it. If you disagree with it, instead of breaking people apart trying to fight it, find someone you can agree with and go do whatever it is you losers do for fun.

I wasn't planning on writing that much about that subject, but really I don't feel like I have said nearly enough about it either. I know that is what this person wants--the drama, the fight, the fear---I don't want to give them the satisfaction. All I will say is they are being childish/ignorant/asinine (take your pick) and need to find a new game.

It would seem we need each other more than ever. If you haven't yet, please go to Rogue's blog and send a bear hug to little Emily, and leave some words of encouragement for Jim and Christina. And lets pull together and support each other as we move forward.

One last thought: I know you have all probably heard this quote before but in light of the subject matter it bears repeating:

"No one can make you feel inferior without YOUR CONSENT."
                                   ~Eleanor Roosevelt~

Please don't give it. If you enjoy a kinky lifestyle, if you are in a domestic discipline relationship, or whatever it is you do, please remember ITS NOT A FUCKING CRIME, ok? And you don't have to hide it, and you don't have to feel like less of a person for it in any way, and it is not a mistake or misguided choices. Its who you are and you are lovely. :)

All the best my friends. Be well. :)

~sugar