Emma has been lamenting the lack of attention her knickers get when she’s being spanked – a sentiment I completely share:

Knickers are far too often whisked down without so much as grudging compliment or a lingering rub of soft lace or delicate silk. Even cheeky messages on such knickers, agonisingly chosen for their needling ability are mostly ignored. And poor knickers spend most of the time around knees or even worse hanging off feet. It’s really no way to treat such beautiful and sexy items…

So to combat this knicker vendetta from toppy types I’m suggesting a sleepover for all my kinky girly friends where we’ll just sit around in our yummy knickers and bras and such and admire each other all night. We’ll even try out the most suitable bending over angles that show of said knickers to best advantage. And it goes without saying there’ll be unlimited changing of knickers with various hands helping in the removal and adjustment of such. There might even be an occasional gentle pat on the bottom, over knickers of course.

That sounds like the very image of heaven, actually.

It makes a huge difference during a spanking to have some warm-up over the knickers. Not because it hurts any less (seriously, a flimsy piece of cotton isn’t going to protect me much). I’m not sure why, actually.

Perhaps, because it signals the seriousness of intent: we’re settled here for a while, you’re not going anywhere, young lady. This is just the beginning for you.

Or perhaps, because it adds another stage to the embarrassing act of exposure: I don’t just bare my bottom in one brave yank on my jeans and knickers together, but have to undress in stages.

Perhaps, instead of a play party, a political party is in order: Respect the Knickers, or something like that.

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