It’s a fact little explored in writing, but Abel and I can spend weeks without playing. My spanking mojo comes and goes, as does my ability to withstand pain.

Sometimes I just want to be cuddled and told I’m a good girl, you know?* Sometimes the vanilla feeling lasts for quite a while. It can get quite annoying.
How unfair is it that right now, while Abel is away, I just can’t stop thinking about spanking, and needing somebody to spank me right this minute?

Thank heaven for accommodating friends, who’ll play with me if I ask them to.
Mostly I just hope that this extraordinary spanking thirst doesn’t go away before Abel comes back. Seriously, that would suck.
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* Even when I’m not a good girl.