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.


Steve came over yesterday! I was planning to go visit him, but it turned out he’s out and about already and he was seeing a client in my area, so he came by. He even left his crutches in the car and hobbled to my apartment. His knee is stiff and sore, and he has to do PT to keep the flexibility and strength, but he’s driving and so forth. Still has to be careful, though. So I wasn’t sure if we’d be able to play. Which was OK, because I just wanted to see him.

The first thing I did when he walked in was pinch his arm, since he wasn’t wearing green. 😀

While we were chatting, I put him on the couch with a pillow on the coffee table so he could put his leg up; he needs to keep it straight while at rest. So traditional OTK was out. However, inspired by the position in which Joe and I played at 50 Freaks, I suggested that Steve sit up on the bed, his legs extended, with pillows behind his back, and I could lie across his thighs. So we tried setting him up like that. He pronounced it quite comfortable.

He was still grumpy, however.


Ruh roh! Folded arms!

I very carefully draped myself over his thighs, avoiding his left knee. We weren’t able to set up the camera or do anything fancy, but that’s perfectly fine. All I wanted was some connection and some stress release; I was so freaking wound up after last weekend. The cell phone camera would do.

Payback from the arm pinch came in the version of thigh slaps, apparently:


He did prepare me for them, however. He announced that he was going to, and then took his sweet time, making me sweat it out, wondering when they’d hit. Beast.

Note to self: Never mention pantyhose on my blog again. He read about I wore them to the memorial, and he just had to see them. I suppose I should consider myself fortunate that he didn’t make me put the damn things on.


Not that I’m a big ham or anything…

Back to the spanking — it was a classic pressure-cooker release. I felt the bottled-up tension escaping from my pores as I welcomed the sting and impact, vaguely aware of his voice behind my head, saying, “This is mine.”

No play date next Tuesday, because… well, you know. So this will have to tide me over for a bit. But I feel refreshed. And he was happy. Perhaps he needs to incorporate spanking into his physical therapy program. 🙂

And now, I am off to an early workout, so I can go have dinner tonight with my girls! Happy Hump Day, y’all.

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12 thoughts on “Improvisation

  1. Yay! I’m glad you got some stress release time with Steve! 🙂 Have fun at dinner!


  2. You may have extended the repertoire beyond knee recovery.
    Enjoy the gals night out!


  3. Jay — planning to, thanks!

    MrJ — probably. 🙂


  4. I’m so jealous of your toned and shapely legs. All of your hard work at the gym definitely shows! And it’s nice to finally see Steve’s face, although he is a little one dimensional looking. 🙂



  5. Great to hear that after that hell of a memorial you have this little bit of something heavenly to remember in the coming weeks.


  6. A.E. Mouse on said:

    Stunning picture with the panty hose! Thirty years fell away and left a very happy looking woman. Whatever you’re doing at the gym…keep doing it!

    That screeching sound you hear is 24 year old women tearing their hair out.

    Anon E. Mouse


  7. Hi Erica — I am so glad that, you got to have some time with Steve 🙂 I like the grumpy face you put on his real face, it’s very cute LOL 🙂 Your pics are always AWESOME 🙂 Your butt and thighs looks so pink and kind of red. That’s what you get for pinching him LOL 🙂 It was worth it though 😉 Much Love and hugs from naughty girl Jade/ Emily Jean


  8. Unbelievable picture of you holding the pantyhose Erica. I know your not a fan but it would have been even better had you been wearing them 😉


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