There was a time when, if I felt sad or vulnerable, a spanking would be the best thing to sort it out. Pain would allow emotions to well up to the surface, bubble over into hot tears: cleansing, soothing.
Now? I would rather be pampered, spoiled, brought treats, and under no circumstances caused any pain at all. Not even a little bit.
Isn’t it strange? It really does feel weird.
Haron, and Abel, has ‘having a spanking good time’, ended, into your lives, or will you still feel the pangs and pains of such emotions. For both of you, seem to question such activities, in your last verbal blogs. Or am I mistaken. I hope so.
Spanking isn’t going anywhere! The circumstances under which we enjoy it do change, though.
I think it is part of the ebb and flow of life. Some things evolve into something else for ever and sometimes it is just that they are different briefly and they come back.
I think that you are so aware and so lucid about your needs is a wonderful thing.