Erica Scott: Life, Love and Spanking

Ruminations, opinionated observations, darkly humorous blathering and the occasional rant from an outspoken spanko and unapologetic attention wh–, um, hog.

Post birthday spanking pic

This one’s for Secret Spanko, who observed that I was too busy having fun with my birthday spanking to actually take a picture of it. So here’s the next best thing: a photo from a day later!

After a nice long hand spanking, Steve’s final smack was a shocker — a single slap to my right upper thigh. I guess it was “one to grown on,” or something… it was just one strike, but it made me screech his name nonetheless. Naturally, it marked! So here I am on the following night — notice that my bottom is absolutely pristine, no sign of the previous day’s activity. My thigh, however, is a different story.




And in this week’s spanking startle: Yesterday, I was walking out of the locker room at the gym, and I distinctly heard the sound of rhythmic slapping. Naturally, my ears perked up, and my mind conjured up visions of strict personal trainers with slacker clients. I went down the hall, the slap-slap-slap sound getting louder, and then I saw it…

A guy was jumping rope, and that sound was the rope hitting the mat. 

Oh well.

Have a great weekend, y’all.

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19 thoughts on “Post birthday spanking pic

  1. LOL!!!!!

    I would have howled with laughter if I'd been at your gym.

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  2. Kelly — I know, right? If my neighbors ever complain, I'll just say I was jumping rope.

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  3. Cin-der-ella,
    dressed in yella,
    went across the lap
    of her fella!
    Called him a jerk
    as he went to work,
    how many swats
    did she take and twerk?

    ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!…

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  4. Dave — too much Charbucks? ;-D

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  5. A spankee's mind is a joy foreverr.

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  6. MrJ — isn't it, though?

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  7. Beautiful … thanks for sharing, Erica. And your gym thoughts echo what we all think when we hear certain sounds. One track minds?

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  8. Mitch — I'm thinking yes. 🙂

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  9. Very pretty mark left over from your birthday spanking 🙂
    hehe…love that you thought a spanking was going on at your gym when it was just a guy jumping rope.

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  10. BMD — goofy, isn't it? But it really, really, really sounded like a spanking. 😀

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  11. Hahaha, that poor gym mat is receiving its due punishment. And, holy cow, I didn't know a hand could leave a mark like that!

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  12. Anonymous on said:

    That's insane…you ought to be the poster girl of “leatherbutt” (ironbutt if more flattering :)…or maybe your image could be the Fetlife sticky for all those “is leatherbutt real?” postings…

    spoken in admiration!

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  13. Autumn — a hand can definitely leave a mark like that, on skin that isn't used to it. A single slap can mark my thigh — but a hundred won't mark my butt!

    Anonymous — I always preferred what people used to call me back in the day: Bionic Bottom. Somehow, that sounded more flattering! 🙂 But I get where you're coming from.

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  14. sixofthebest on said:

    Erica, I like Dave Wolfe's poem. Also I FIND, the MIND, can dwell on one's BEHIND. XXX Luv ya.

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  15. Six — true. 🙂

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  16. Hi Erica — Wish I had a bionic butt, just like you LOL 🙂 My whole body bruises easily 😦 WOW that is one hell of a hand print on your thigh OUCH. That would be so COOL, if someone was actually getting spanked at your gym 🙂 When I hear certain sounds,my mind wanders like that too LOL 🙂 Much Love and hugs from naughty girl Jade

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  17. Jade — actually, the rest of my body bruises easily, too. 🙂

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  18. I love you….hand spanking for your birthday, classic.
    Always
    Ron

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  19. Ron — hands are the best.

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