So, to all my readers: here’s a little scenario to enjoy.........
.......... and Nickki, if YOU are reading this consider it an offer of sorts. LOL I’ve not told Rosa anything about the blog post, so if you like the idea, it will be up to you to bring it to life. Knowing Rosa as we both do, I doubt it would be difficult, so just as we spoke about “green lights” in our conversation, consider this a flashing one! What you do about it is your decision. For all I know you may hate the idea....but the offer stands.
The More-Than-You-Bargained-For Birthday Spanking
I could not find any shots that really captured the four of us but this gives an idea. You have to love that he's in an apron!
One of the things I think would be ‘fun’ would be to not merely honor the “one whack for every year….plus one for good measure” rule for each participant, BUT add the twist of permitting anyone who wants to engage in this game to NOT be limited to only one turn! Meaning each spanking from whoever wants to do one would indeed be 61 smacks, but nothing would prevent anyone from having more than one turn. In fact the number of turns they took would be totally up to them. So while the upside for me would obviously be getting birthday whacks from my dearest ladies, the 'be careful what you wish for part' would be that instead of a nice, manageable total of 183 spanks for the day, I would be subject to however many rounds and spanks the ladies want to give and my bottom could handle.....essentially the difference between ending up with a pink stingy bottom or a sore, red, and throbbing bottom.........sitting on a tingly bottom or not being able to sit at all!
I know, I know, this is a lovely young lady and not an aging old man like me.....but I loved the way her expression conveys what I'm talking about.
Depending on how long the night went on, I could presumably be called up for several rounds, culminating in a ‘round for the road’ before leaving. I could also imagine a round where the ladies might want to experiment a bit and perhaps do team-ups with a rotating pair until all combinations have been explored. There wouldn’t be any restrictions on inventiveness. It would be an “anything goes” situation where I would be honor-bound to submit to whatever devilish twist is desired.
The thing is, while the ‘repeated rounds’ ordeal is somewhat key to MY notion of challenge and fun, I can see how that also may also be the least likely condition to be met, since I think the enthusiasm for repeated rounds could wane in the relaxation of us all just hanging out. But since I could easily muster the bravado for the initial round and even look forward to it, I would only feel challenged if the rounds continued past the point that I was still eager for them. Like if I was sitting there hoping to be called again, it might be disappointing if it didn’t happen, but if after a bit I felt like “OK that’s enough for me” and I still kept getting called over….now THAT would be perfect!
Again, perhaps not a perfect capture of the group I'm imagining, but I love how this shot shows the glee of the three ladies even as it's painfully obvious that it's no mild pat-pat this guy is receiving. Even without seeing his face, given the color he's sporting back there, I doubt he's smiling.
Out of the three imagined participants, I imagine Nickki the most likely to want to have extra turns. And under the agreement, nothing would prevent her from having more turns than someone else, should Jean or even Rosa feel satisfied and just want to kick back. There would be no requirement that the rounds be even among the ladies. Besides, just being called for more in front of witnesses would be so deliciously submissive..........
I imagine Nickki being quite happy to show off n front of both Jean and my Rosa.
...........especially if I was already plenty sore…..(as long as there was none of that abrading LOL) The catch of having to comply for as long as someone wanted would be such a power trip for that person and such a challenge of obedience for me, though I would be kind of stuck with no honorable way out with two other witnesses to remind me of whose idea this was in the first place.
This shot of Jean in action is great for so many reason: 1. her expression, 2. the way my feet are raised indicating how I was reacting to her swats, but mostly because...3. as stated above this shot only exists because while Jean was spanking me, a witness....Nickki.... was there to watch, coach, and take this shot!
And as with any imagined scenario, there is a situation that I keep repeating in my head and it definitely involves Nickki since she is the best at being so confidently bossy about having me comply with her orders and that would be to have her not just call me for another round but do so in her “you better be quick and get yourself in the proper position” tone of warning, “Don’t make me wait for your ass!” ( I swear, she makes me blush whenever she acts that way.)
That look! I told Nickki on the phone the other day that she "scares me" a bit. Not in a bad way, but in the way a kid who loves his mother is still afraid of her when she tells him, particularly if she's obviously pissed, she's going to give him a good spanking. It's a fear born of respect for her determination. (Currently there is still the owed spanking for my comments at Ana's graduation a few months back. It's what she herself brought up in our talk on the phone. And as much as we consider ourselves close friends, as much as we love and respect each other, as much as we love to play and flirt, and joke, and share ideas for projects. In other words, as seemingly equal and close as we may be in so many ways, I have no doubt that when the times comes to deal with that issue, Nickki will confidently shift from 'buddy' to genuine disciplinarian and deal with me quite seriously. She's already warned me that she feels very strongly about my behavior and will not be dissuaded from giving it to me but GOOD..... and I know she's not kidding.)
And I think being bossed around like that in a ‘fun’ situation would also provide everyone with plenty of material to tease me with. “You better listen, she sounds serious.” “It sounds like you’re going to end up with a well-roasted butt tonight!” etc.
Another apron! (Mine is black)
But the real kicker behind this little idea is that three of my favorite, strong women would have unlimited, playful power to pretty much be as “mean’ as they wanted, and I, of course would have no choice but to make sure I obeyed each of them without hesitation and pamper the hell out of them by acting as their servant. I can’t see this as anything but a win-win all around……………..even if I’m the only one who’ll end up sore-bottomed as a result.
This was me the day both Jean and Nickki 'paid me' for one of my handyman jobs.
(Black apron in view!)