Monthly Archives: September 2010



It seems that my sexual proclivities come in phases. For instance, last week I could think of nothing more that turned me on than wearing a schoolgirl uniform and going over the teacher, or Mommy’s, knee for a hard spanking. however, after having the opprotunity to slip into a pair of lace panties, tights, a bra, and a dress (I have no casual women’s shoes and my wife and I are 4 sizes apart) and spend Friday night enjoying a few fantasies, I’m pretty much over it for a while.

Now, in the context of roleplay between consenting adults, I really would like to take a naughty schoolgirl over my knee, lift her skirt, slide her panties down, and warm her bottom.

In other words, I’m feeling quite dom-like again.

I have no idea why my brain works the way it does, or what triggers the desires I have, but there you go.



A blind* female friend of mine posted a note to Twitter lamenting that she never knows she is out of black hose or socks until she needs them. She’s going to a business meeting today and said she now couldn’t wear a certain dress. I IMmed her and said something to the effect that it seems like, according to the women at my workplace, pantyhose are being worn less and less and only by old women (there’s an unofficial rebellion against the unofficial dresscode requiring them). She didn’t reply yet, but it got me wondering. How do women know these things?

(I’d almost always choose to wear the hose, but what do I know)

I mean really, there’s some secret oracle of womanly fashion knowledge out there… right? Somewhere? Who decides it’s no longer necessary to wear pantyhose in certain situations, but still required in others?


  • Obviously for both of us magazines are out.

yes, I Am A Smart Ass

yes, I Am A Smart Ass

I’m not the webmaster for the organization I work for, but I am in charge of a couple of our web applications, one of which has been inaccessible to anyone outside of our building for a couple of days. I got an e-mail from someone involved with the project, an internal user who can still access the application, asking what problems we were having. Now, she’s not technical, and there’s nothing she can do about it, but saying, “it’s broken, I’ll get back to you,” didn’t seem like it would be thorough enough for her. Since this repair is actually out of my hands, I replied as follows:

Access to the external resource was compromised when a DNS record change was propogated by the IT team. It is in the process of being remedied and external users should regain functionality shortly. Will keep you apprised.

She replied, “Good, I just wanted to keep all our documentation in order.” Looks like that kind of backfired, because now I’m the one scratching my head in confusion.

What I Did Last Summer

What I Did Last Summer

Okay, not really, but it seemed appropriate since I’m starting this around back to school time.

I suppose all blogs should start with some sort of introductory post. After all, you’re probably wondering such things as: Who’s the author?; what’s this blog going to talk about?; and why on earth would I want to read it? In reverse order. Because it’s better than housework; nothing and everything; and if I only knew.

The voices in my head, and likely yours, are saying that I’m going to have to do better if I want to keep you from stomping your finger on the back button like it’s your gas peddal and the light just turned green on your commute home from work.

Let’s start with a little about who I am. I’m married to a fantastic woman, who sadly has about a five percent interest in kink related issues (she doesn’t understand many of my interests and thinks 10 light swats with my hand is a spanking [I’m not totally giving up on her yet ;-)]). I’ve had an interest in crossdressing and bondage for as long as I can remember*. I very much enjoy giving and receiving spankings, mostly with accompanying roleplay, but the domestic discipline side of things is intreiguing too. Right now my “play” is mostly confined to online chatting. I identify as a switch and have no sexual interest in men, but in the right scenario might be okay with being punished by one.

Why write a blog? Well, I feel like I need an outlet for some of the things in my life I don’t know how to share with those who live in close proximity to me. Not always kink related, but occasionally thoughts, feelings, and ponderings I don’t know how to express. Yes, it is possibly my male inability to communicate in some cases, but in others, it’s a fear of rejection and the knowledge that I’m not ready for some of the thoughts in my head to be shared with the people who currently read my “vanilla” blog.

SO, I plan to write here about my spanking interests, any real-life encounters I actually have, occasional crossdressing, and start writing some spanking fiction again**.

Hopefully what I write will be somewhat interesting and not completely lame. Please feel free to comment (I will likely set comments to be moderated unless you have a previously approved comment to avoid spammy stuff that somehow always gets through). Oh, and I’m sure the default theme is U-G-L-Y, so if anyone wants to pop into the WordPress theme gallery and offer a suggestion, it would make me smile.

  • More about that in time, I can’t give everything away in the first post ** I’ve written a few pieces, but the only person who’s read them is a former girlfriend and they need some serious revisions. The kind that start with a blow torch an end with a heaping pile of ashes from wence forth shall rise the Phoenix.