The first demonstration sees our instructors strike a furry racket on the edge of a leather table in a deafening thunderclap that would erase me from this Earth if it made any contact whatsoever with my tush. The next 60 minutes are dedicated to how you make that safe in practice, physically and mentally, before culminating in a do-it-yourself spank-a-thon with the latest and greatest whips and paddles. I’ve seen things while I’ve been here, man. Things I never thought I would. But it’s at this moment I’m told that everything I’ve accumulatively experienced so far has been part of a wider ‘slow start’, and that things will really start getting freaky on Wednesday and Thursday…
It seems Metro got invited to attend the resort so sent a couple of their intrepid reporters (tough job, eh, and they get paid for it too!) along to check it out. The spanking bit wasn't very long but apparently they're expecting some exciting developments later in the week. I shall take a look.
I asked my husband if he would go to such a resort. He said no and carried on reading. I asked him if he'd mind me going to one. That got his attention but not for long, he said, "Don't be so ridiculous and if you don't stop disturbing me with such nonsense you'll get spanked". He resumed his reading, he likes a bit of peace and quiet when he's browsing through the serious stuff as he calls it on a Sunday morning. So I shut up, for a while, but took what he'd said as an invitation and sent him a slightly provocative email. I hadn't been spanked all week and just fancied one.
It worked. I got one later, probably better than they give at Hedonism II:)
Have a good week.
Ronnie
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