So, today’s my birthday, and I’ve already got a very sore bottom as a result. That’s how it works. Birthday = presents, of course, but also, birthday = spanking, and plenty of it.
But today’s soreness doesn’t begin to compare to the state my bottom was in the weekend before we left for Japan, when I returned home after sleeping over at some friends’ house – and discovered that Abel had gathered up a huge crowd of our friends for a surprise birthday party for me.
Normally I don’t play much at parties, as I’m too shy to ask, but this was actually all about me, so there was no need to be modest. I bravely decided to ask every top in attendance for a birthday spanking.
My goodness, what a fool I was to think that a birthday spanking necessarily consists of the number of strokes corresponding to one’s age, plus one for luck. Granted, a couple of people stuck to the 30 + 1 formula, but some very nicely warmed me up with 5 different implements before the count even started, and some decided to dispense with the counting altogether, walloping me for what it was worth. Seven “birthday spanking” sessions later, plus two spankings for general naughtiness, I was so sore that pulling my knickers up was almost unbearably painful. Plus, it was getting late. My ambitious plan had proved to be quite unrealistic in the end.
I used to think that birthday spankings were boring, as there was no psychological reason behind them. Unless I was spanked for something in particular, there was, to me, no point in doing it. I get it now, though: the reason for a birthday spanking is that you’re with friends who care for you, and want you to have a good time. Even when “a good time” means being so sore that you wake yourself up turning over in your sleep.
Birthday spankings are good. Yes.
* It was a school-themed event in everything including the massive birthday cake, which was decorated with a book of school rules, a teacher’s mortarboard and a pencil that may have been a cane. I was in heaven.
Aw, I’m glad you were so sore you woke yourself up
And that you got lots and lots of birthday spankings, even if they were a little premature.
A word of advice for the future, though… Do my trick – if it’s a school themed event, go for your school age, not your real age, when it comes to number of strokes!
Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope you are having a lovely, sore bottomed day.
Happy Birthday.
Hope you get lots more birthday spankings today!
Happy Birthday! Have a lovely day : )
Happy Birthday, enjoy your day and your spankings.
Great big hugs,
Sarah xxxx
Happy Birthday!
That cake was *so* yummy….
It was indeed a yummy cake… and SOOO big!
Happy Birthday, Haron! I hope you get just the right amount of birthday spanking and lots of other lovely gifts as well.
Happy Spanking, erm I mean Birthday Missy!!
xxx
Haron,
Sounds to me like you bare hiney got more that what it bargained for. Back in my day, it was always one per year “and one to grow on”. It was a ‘rite of passage’.
However, it all stopped when my uncle – 15 years my senior, tried to paddle me (he was in his late 20’s). He got in two healthy smacks and then I spun around, grabbed the paddle from him hand and told him to STOP!!!!
I then pulled my pants up, made him turn around and smacked his clad backside as hard as I could! when he yelled, I calmly said that he had done so to my BARE ass and that he needed to stop this.
Guess what? There were no more “birthday spankings”. When his birthday came up, I “reminded” him and he blushed. Oh, well……….
Aww, happy birthday :).
And where was this cake? I saw no cake?!
xxx
Happy Birthday sweet Haron.
I’m glad you’re celebrating all month long.
Yeah, someone have said that if something is premature it doesn’t count 😉
So ehem, suffer, I mean enjoy, your birthday spanking all over again 😉
Happy birthday! :*
@Blue Fairy:
You didn’t get any cake?! It was *amazing*!
Happy Birthday from the States, Haron! It sounds like it was wonderful. The cake sounds fantastic too, it must have been fun. Hugs from me!
Happy birthday!
Happy birthday! Sorry I couldn’t be there to help you celebrate. x