Correspondence Hall of Shame, 10/28
Another one so soon? Sort of. I have a few funnies, and then one that’s really bugging me and I want to get it out of my head.
let be friend ples
Well, at least he said ples. But I’m still going to pass.
Hi..there.I’m bored & just checkin things out.I cant take my eyes off your profile pics.I wana say,”u got a very gorgeous spankable firm Bottom.I’m very turned-on by your already stinged redden cheeks.
Stinged? Did he mean singed? Stung?
I’m sorry you’re bored. Try reading a book. There are some really cute pop-up ones available on Amazon.
all i want to do is give u a good spnking every time i come to town i visit my kids there in fresno and i pass thru ur town once a month so get back too me and maybe u will be dropping ur drawers for me sometime soon
Dropping ur drawers??
Sure, come on over. I’ll drop a fully loaded dresser drawer on your foot.
Last week, I got a reply on my Alt.com profile from a man who lives four miles from me. His note was brief, but respectful, and he attached a photo, a face shot, just as I requested in my profile. Nice. He also included his phone number and said “let’s talk.”
(groan) I hate the phone, as you know. And I especially hate talking to strangers on it. But his profile was very clear — he said he hated endless emails and he needed to hear a voice in order to make a connection. OK, fine. It won’t kill me. So I called.
We had a nice conversation. He asked me a lot of questions, wanted to know about limits and tolerance, preferences, etc. Among other things, I told him that I love scolding, but I do not like verbal degradation and rough talk. “I totally get it,” he said. Then he said that because he wasn’t a top tier member on Alt, he couldn’t see my pictures, only a thumbnail of the profile shot. Could I send him a few photos? Sure, I said, and he gave me his email.
I selected a couple of shots and sent them to him. And then I got this in return:
Very nice. I’ll enjoy brutalizing your ass.
I felt like I’d been socked in the gut. Did he not hear a word I’d said? Brutalize? I don’t want to be freaking brutalized.
I didn’t reply. Then, last Monday, I got another email from him. This time, a close-up shot of his hand clutching his erect member. This is what’s in my pants. Call me.
My Alt profile clearly states, in bold: “I want to see your face, not your dick. Please don’t send me X-rated pictures.”
I felt violated, like I’d experienced some sort of bait-and-switch. He was a gentleman at first, then as soon as he got me to nibble the bait, he became someone else. I thought I had better instincts than this; why was I so fooled? Was it because he was good looking? Am I that shallow? (yeah, I am, somewhat. Who am I kidding?)
I wrote back: “(sigh) If I wanted to see that, I would have stayed at my boyfriend’s house.” He wrote back: “I am not your boyfriend.” Well, duh.
The next day, he wrote once more, asking if I was ready to come over for a spanking. I didn’t reply. I was done. When he didn’t hear from me, he sent me this: Clearly u r not ready to be spanked by a man like me. I thought we had a very clear and connected chat.
We did. And then you morphed into Dick Boy.
I don’t know why this one is bothering me so much. Maybe it’s because I’m disgusted with myself. You’re so greedy, Erica. You have a wonderful play partner; why even experiment with anyone else? Or I’m pissed off that I was fooled by a pretty face. Maybe part of me was flattered because he’s 39 years old and he could get any cute young thing he wants, but he was writing to me.
You know what? I DO have the best possible play partner in ST. But that doesn’t mean I never want to play with anyone else. When The Villain was local, I played with him too. And let’s be real. I don’t have all that many spankable years left. I want to enjoy as much as I can for as long as I can, while men still want to play with me.
I dunno… this left me feeling both foolish and angry. Maybe now that I’ve put it out there, I can let it go. It’s so not worth the time and space in my head.
Move on, Erica. It’s another weekend. And next Saturday, I go back to Spanking Court one last time, to wrap up my story arc. I can’t wait.
Have a great weekend, y’all.