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.

On Halloween…

… what would a miscreant costume look like?

This, perhaps?


Oh, good. Then I don’t have to buy anything. 🙂

It seems that Mr. Steve took exception to my snarking at him on my blog last week. #sorrynotsorry

“I got the pictures to you, didn’t I?”

“Yes, but they were late.”

“But I got the pictures to you, didn’t I?”

“You said ‘I’ll send them to you tonight,’ not ‘I’ll send them to you tomorrow.’ ”

“You ended up with the pictures, didn’t you?”

(sighing) “It’s really quite simple. If you say you’re going to do something at a certain time, do it at that time. If you’re not going to do it, then don’t say you will.”

“What’s really simple is that you’ll pay the consequence for my lateness. You’re the bottom; you’re always wrong.”

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, that just @#$%ing bites, doesn’t it?

He even brought over a new toy, a crop with a different sort of tip to it — still leather, but floppier and thinner, so much more stinging. I had to keep reminding myself throughout the barrage: “You like sting, Erica. Remember, you like sting. Would you rather have heavy thud right now?” Of course not. Still, that thing is mean.

To be fair, he did stay away from my sit spots this time. We have decided to avoid those for a while, to give that one weak spot a rest. So that’s why you don’t see the redness extending down as it usually does.


See that crop’s tip? Ouch.

I like the peek-a-boo factor of this one — both my eye, and the redness peeping out under my dress.


And this time, Steve loaded the photos directly from his phone onto my computer before he left. 😀

To cap off a lovely day, I had dinner last night with my girls Alex and SpankCake. As usual, we were the last ones out of the restaurant, with the staff flashing the lights on and off as a not-so-subtle hint for us to get going already. Sheesh! Why couldn’t we stay and talk while y’all clean up and vacuum and all that other stuff you do before you leave? Other restaurants let us do that. Oh well.

Happy hump day. 🙂

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11 thoughts on “On Halloween…

  1. My miscreant costume is a sports jersey with jeans. I like yours better.


  2. poppamark on said:

    There are days like today when RL just kind of gets me down. Then I read your blog and for some reason you get me chuckling and I leave with a smile. You know Erica you are something special and I love just a bit! 😉


  3. Great crop! Need one!
    It is a good thing you are being taken care of in so manifold modes.


  4. Erica, for me you will always be a ‘good treat’, for I would love to spank you, and EAT YOU ALL UP. I am sure you would taste better that that delicious chocolate cake. Yummy, Yum Yum. XXX Love ya.


  5. Anonymous on said:

    What a lovely way to come home after weeks away OS; a new wicked crop and your wonderful smile.
    Happy Halloween and may you get many more cropings so that your bum looks like a candy stripe stick


  6. Six — well… maybe not.

    Don — welcome back.


  7. anonymous on said:

    I’m always amazed at the powerful sting those crops can produce.

    Happy Halloween! I can’t WAIT to devour ????? Reese’s cups! 🙂


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