<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836</id><updated>2011-08-29T02:56:34.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bbobb's place</title><subtitle type='html'>A snapshot of whatever random silliness or naughtiness is going through my head at the time I post. Be warned it can be a scary place inside my mind at times.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-2809090819776841209</id><published>2007-11-24T07:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T07:46:43.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just dropping by to say hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A big hello to all my fan - Hi Bonnie! I'm not sure if I'm ready to begin bloggin again, but I have been writing lately. I attempted &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/node"&gt;NaNo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but while I won't be finishing it by the end of the month, I probably will continue working on it as well as the story that I got about half way done last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kasey and I are doing fine, though very busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-2809090819776841209?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2809090819776841209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=2809090819776841209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/2809090819776841209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/2809090819776841209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-dropping-by-to-say-hi.html' title='Just dropping by to say hi'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-4031223564959637493</id><published>2007-11-19T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:54:57.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Huh? Where is this place? It looks a little familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-4031223564959637493?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4031223564959637493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=4031223564959637493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/4031223564959637493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/4031223564959637493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2007/11/where-am-i.html' title='Where am I?'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-117094393092680648</id><published>2007-02-08T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T09:14:02.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And if I were to die, here's how</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="500" border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" bgcolor="#003366"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table width="498" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Another badass quiz from eSPIN-the-Bottle...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espinthebottle.com/quiz_take.phtml?qid=2&amp;trip=631"&gt;How Will You Die?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY RESULT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espinthebottle.com/quiz_take.phtml?qid=2&amp;trip=631"&gt;Peacefully In Your Sleep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table width="498" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;td class="regular" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espinthebottle.com/images/quizzes/iStock_000000070664Small.jpg" width="275" height="206" align="right"&gt;You’re smart, you're healthy and you don’t let anger or stress get the best of you.  But even the best of us gotta go sometime.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wanna die in a more adventurous way?  We recommend taking up one (or all) of the following hobbies:  glass eating, chemical mixing, hijacking, or poking grizzly bears with sticks and calling them “jerkface.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espinthebottle.com/quiz_take.phtml?qid=2&amp;trip=631"&gt;Take This Quiz!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-117094393092680648?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/117094393092680648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=117094393092680648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/117094393092680648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/117094393092680648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-if-i-were-to-die-heres-how.html' title='And if I were to die, here&apos;s how'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-117094303310173509</id><published>2007-02-08T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T09:04:41.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still not dead, though it was close once or twice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, I am still alive, though I think I've had half of all illnesses known to humankind lately. I don't think I'm quite ready to resume regular postings, but I did want to let people know what kind of sexy I am:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" border="0"  style="color:#003366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" border="0"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Another badass quiz from eSPIN-the-Bottle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espinthebottle.com/quiz_take.phtml?qid=8&amp;trip=631"&gt;Which Sexy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY RESULT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espinthebottle.com/quiz_take.phtml?qid=8&amp;amp;trip=631"&gt;Intellectual Sexy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" border="0"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td class="regular" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img height="267" src="http://www.espinthebottle.com/images/quizzes/iStock_000000183652Small.jpg" align="right" /&gt;You’ve got that smooth, mature kind of sexiness that does really well at Sudoku conventions or just about anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got a bit of the Geek in you, which you stealthily use to your advantage. After all, there’s nothing sexier than being smart about what you want and going after it. You have the potential to wow ‘em with your choice words and profound insight. Just be sure to find a suitable balance between confidence and kindness. Have courage to speak your mind, but don’t forget about giving all your honeys all the love and attention they deserve. (After all, they were smart enough to go for you.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espinthebottle.com/quiz_take.phtml?qid=8&amp;amp;trip=631"&gt;Take This Quiz!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;br /&gt;bbobb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortune Cookie update: Latest cookie - "Choosing what you want to do, and when to do it, is an act of creation." Perhaps these fortuneless cookies are trying to tell me that I don't actually have a future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-117094303310173509?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/117094303310173509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=117094303310173509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/117094303310173509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/117094303310173509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2007/02/still-not-dead-though-it-was-close.html' title='Still not dead, though it was close once or twice'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116680127206184777</id><published>2006-12-22T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T10:27:52.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanking Songs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Once again, I feel it is necessary to let people know that I am in fact still alive. Though for a while there I wasn't so sure if I was going to live and if that was such a bad thing. But, I have in fact survived the plague and am even 10 pounds more svelte - not that that's enough to notice - and I'm ready to get back to my duty of keeping Kasey in line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She's even been taunting me this morning with, "You know I'm not getting anything tonight" which clearly indicates that she definitely wants something tonight. It may not be pretty or easy to understand, but after more than a decade, I have at least picked up on a few of the twists and turns in the way Kasey's mind works (or plays or whatever it is that her mind actually does).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;During my convalescence our 12 Days of Christmas have slipped and it is time to get back on track. Given that the 12 Days are actually supposed to start on Christmas, I figure as long as we get them completed by the time the Magi arrive we should be good. However, starting today we have a new challenge - relatives. Yes, we will have people staying in our house who do not know about our spanko games and we'd just as soon keep it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;However, I think we can get away with it if we add a little extra noise to the equation, i.e. music. Which of course begs the question, "What's the best music to accompany a spanking?" In this case it is several spankings because we will have people staying with us for several nights and we wouldn't want to become bored with our music choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The first one is a bit of a no-brainer - &lt;em&gt;Baby Did a Bad Bad Thing&lt;/em&gt;, by Chris Isaak. A favorite of Kasey and me since long before Messrs. Kubric and Cruise and Ms. Kidman made it famous in Mr. Kubric's last film, &lt;em&gt;Eyes Wide Shut&lt;/em&gt;, it has to be one of the most perfect spanking songs ever performed. If you've been living under a rock for the last eleven and a half years, you can hear an &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/o/ASIN/B000002MWG/ref=pd_rvi_gw_2/105-8535408-1750819"&gt;excerpt&lt;/a&gt;* of it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The problem of course is what about the rest of the days that we'll have family around and I'll have an obligation to perform my duty to Kasey? Any ideas? What's your favorite music for spanking? We've already used Gershwin's &lt;em&gt;Rhapsody in Blue&lt;/em&gt; as Kasey described &lt;a href="http://illbeg.blogspot.com/2005/06/rhapsody-in-pink.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;**, so that's out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky (and healthy) as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;* I have no sort of affiliation with Amazon and I get nothing in exchange for you clicking the link. It was just the most convenient place I know of to legally hear a bit of the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;** In my opinion the best recording of &lt;em&gt;Rhapsody in Blue&lt;/em&gt; is the one that came from my collection, which is this &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Michael-Tilson-Performs-Conducts-Gershwin/dp/B000002626/sr=1-49/qid=1166799685/ref=sr_1_49/105-8535408-1750819?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;. Like Stravinsky's &lt;em&gt;Rite of Spring&lt;/em&gt; (Do not under any circumstances get me started on Disney's heresy in &lt;em&gt;Fantasia&lt;/em&gt;!), most conductors try to tone it down and pretty it up. From the first wail of the clarinet in Tilson's rendition of &lt;em&gt;Rhapsody&lt;/em&gt; you know he gets it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fortune Cookie Update&lt;/strong&gt;: Last two not fortunes - "A feeling is an idea with roots." &amp; "Believe it can be done."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116680127206184777?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116680127206184777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116680127206184777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116680127206184777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116680127206184777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/12/spanking-songs.html' title='Spanking Songs?'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116489456582755690</id><published>2006-11-30T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T08:49:25.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;When I was in my first year of college, I got a card from my mother. The message on the card was, "I heard a rumor that you're still alive." It seems that I hadn't written or called her in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I feel like the blog has been sending me "Are you still alive?" cards, but I just haven't had the time to write lately. I have either an almost completed or half completed chapter of &lt;em&gt;The E&amp;A Group&lt;/em&gt; but I can't decide which is the correct amount of completion. I've had a couple ideas for blog posts, but I haven't written any of them yet. Kasey has been naughty lately, so there are a couple of stories that could probably be told, but these haven't been written down either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, I am still alive and I will be putting up some new posts with actual content sometime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116489456582755690?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116489456582755690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116489456582755690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116489456582755690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116489456582755690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m still alive'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116430085267642326</id><published>2006-11-23T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T11:54:12.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Nekkid Thursday, Thanksgiving Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, it's Thanksgiving, which just happens to fall on a Thursday this year, so it seemed only appropriate to adopt Turkey Day as the theme this &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/2005/05/guidelines-for-half-nekkid-thursday.html"&gt;Half Nekkid Thursday&lt;/a&gt;. So without further ado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3852/3990/320/468814/bbobb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be and as full,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbobb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. &lt;a href="http://www.illbeg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kasey&lt;/a&gt; should have her HNT picture up soon as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116430085267642326?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116430085267642326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116430085267642326' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116430085267642326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116430085267642326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/half-nekkid-thursday-thanksgiving.html' title='Half Nekkid Thursday, Thanksgiving Edition'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116422363425359511</id><published>2006-11-22T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T14:28:23.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, a FORTUNE cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A little more than a month ago I expressed my &lt;a href="http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/fortune-cookie-rant.html"&gt;displeasure with the state of fortune cookie fortunes&lt;/a&gt;. I will admit to a certain fondness for Chinese buffet for lunch, so since that time, I've gotten maybe a dozen more fortune cookies (okay, so maybe I do occasionally take more than one - we all have our foibles). In that time, I have not gotten a single actual fortune. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;All more BS like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Winning starts with beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You constantly struggle for self-improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't eat yellow snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;etc., etc., etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Until today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today, I got a real honest to Buddha fortune in my fortune cookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Drum roll please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;You will be recognized and honored as a community leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Of course, it's still BS, but at least it's a fortune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you are all getting as lucky as you want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116422363425359511?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116422363425359511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116422363425359511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116422363425359511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116422363425359511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally-fortune-cookie.html' title='Finally, a FORTUNE cookie'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116411899055230319</id><published>2006-11-21T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T09:26:00.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no, not quiz results :-0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I haven't posted anything in a few days and I'd like to plead temporary insanity. Unfortunately, I suspect that may be a little optimistic on the duration. Anyway, I don't really have an idea today either, so I've decided to fall back on one of the old standards of uninspired bloggers: quiz results. &lt;a href="http://bratmaster.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-quick-meme.html"&gt;Mister Fritz had a link&lt;/a&gt; to a quiz to determine how skilled one is in the art(?)/science(?) of domination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I obtained the same result as he did and I also feel that it is probably about right given their four categories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Novice Dominant&lt;/b&gt;. You have some experience in D/s and mostly the right attitude and philosophy. Remember D/s is a journey, not a destination and safe, sane, and Consentual is the constitution. Take your time, smell roses and collect the thorns. Please suggest questions that might better characterize your dominance and I'll improve the quiz. Please don't forget to rate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Novice Dominant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="45" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Experienced Dominant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="43" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;43%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dominant Wannabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="35" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;35%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;You are a thug, not a Dominant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="8" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;8%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=159566"&gt;Are you a Dominant?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116411899055230319?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116411899055230319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116411899055230319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116411899055230319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116411899055230319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-no-not-quiz-results-0.html' title='Oh no, not quiz results :-0'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116364016703929344</id><published>2006-11-15T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T07:55:50.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Nekkid Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kasey and I generally tend to be rather modest sorts, so we're really not that comfortable with posting pictures of ourselves for &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/2005/05/guidelines-for-half-nekkid-thursday.html"&gt;Half Nekkid Thursday&lt;/a&gt;. However, we decided that our modesty doesn't extend to the other, so instead of posting half nekkid pictures of ourselves we will each post half nekkid pictures of the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So for the inagural half nekkid post by the bbobb and Kasey show, I give you this picture of Kasey.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/DSC_0004s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you are all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;p.s. Kasey has her &lt;a href="http://illbeg.blogspot.com/2006/11/half-nekkid.html"&gt;HNT post&lt;/a&gt; up as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116364016703929344?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116364016703929344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116364016703929344' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116364016703929344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116364016703929344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/half-nekkid-thursday.html' title='Half Nekkid Thursday'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116362658378729374</id><published>2006-11-15T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T16:36:23.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E&amp;A Group, Chapter 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cindy isn't having as much fun as she was a couple chapters ago. What are her abductors going to demand for her release? Is the team heading in the right direction? These questions and many more might be answered in the latest installment of &lt;a href="http://www.worldliteraturecompany.net/story/50217"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The E&amp;amp;A Group&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Or they might not. You never can tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you are all getting as lucky as you want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116362658378729374?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116362658378729374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116362658378729374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116362658378729374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116362658378729374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/ea-group-chapter-6.html' title='E&amp;A Group, Chapter 6'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116351423552189334</id><published>2006-11-14T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T09:23:55.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feedback Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;As you probably know, I've been posting my stories on &lt;a href="http://www.storiesonline.net"&gt;Stories Online&lt;/a&gt;. One of the features of SOL is that it is very easy to provide feedback to the author. At the end of the story there is a box that you can type your comments in and then just click send to email it to the author. You can even do it anonymously if you want. Without a psychic connection, I don't know how it could be any easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't what I'm ranting about. I like this feature and like receiving feedback, even negative feedback. Perhaps even especially negative feedback. It's great to receive praise and I'm as human as the next person and like to hear that somebody likes something I did, but the negative feedback is the stuff that really offers the potential for learning and growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is where the rant comes in. The negative feedback only offers the potential for learning and growing &lt;strong&gt;if it gives some reasons&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my &lt;a href="http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/slfs-revealed.html"&gt;SLFS post&lt;/a&gt; was an okay story that could stand on its own, so I posted it to SOL. Here is one of the feedback messages I got: "A total waste of time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it. The total message was just those five words and one punctuation mark. If that is the extent of your feedback, why even bother? Particularly given that the issue appears to be wasted time. Doesn't sending that feedback waste even more time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem isn't that this reader didn't like the story. I don't expect everybody would enjoy that story. Hell, I don't even expect &lt;strong&gt;most&lt;/strong&gt; people to enjoy the story, given that there is stuff in it that would squick a lot of people. But if you're going to bother taking the time to send feedback, give the author something to go on. "A total waste of time" tells me nothing. Without some reason why you dislike the story, how can you expect the author to learn anything from your feedback?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real reason behind this rant isn't the comment per se. It's the confusion about what would motivate somebody to leave such a comment. I've tried, but I can't come up with any motive for leaving a comment like that that isn't petty or mean spirited. I really try to give people the benefit of the doubt and see things from their perspective, but for the life of me, I can't come up with a positive spin on why somebody would leave that comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line for me is, if you hate a story and you can't or you're not willing to give some reasons why you hate the story, don't bother giving feedback to the author. Anybody with enough brains to string a few sentences together to make a story is probably bright enough to know that not everybody is going to like the sentences they've strung together, so there's no need to tell them just that. They already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;br /&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116351423552189334?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116351423552189334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116351423552189334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116351423552189334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116351423552189334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/feedback-rant.html' title='Feedback Rant'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116343739316401725</id><published>2006-11-13T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:03:13.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bit Gag, Mk II and E&amp;A Group, Chapter 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've been having some trouble lining up a gag model, so I will instead just post a couple pics of the Bit Gag, Mk II by itself. Rather than the wooden dowel of the Mk I, the Mk II features and actual rubber bit - much more comfortable for prolonged biting.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/DSC_0031-01s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/DSC_0029-01s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I also want to let everybody know that chapter 5 of the continuing saga or Lord Hardofcock/Hock and his merry band of slaves/adventurers has been posted to SOL and should be available &lt;a href="http://www.worldliteraturecompany.net/auth/bbobb"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; very soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116343739316401725?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116343739316401725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116343739316401725' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116343739316401725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116343739316401725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/bit-gag-mk-ii-and-ea-group-chapter-5.html' title='Bit Gag, Mk II and E&amp;A Group, Chapter 5'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116318723802251510</id><published>2006-11-10T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T14:33:58.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E&amp;A Group, Chapter 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I put out a new chapter of my story &lt;em&gt;E&amp;A Group&lt;/em&gt; two days ago and I forgot to let people reading the blog know. Now you know. You should also know that I'm about half way through the next chapter so it should be out by Monday at the latest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Find it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldliteraturecompany.net/auth/bbobb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt; and give it a read and let me know what you think - good, bad or otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116318723802251510?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116318723802251510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116318723802251510' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116318723802251510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116318723802251510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/ea-group-chapter-4.html' title='E&amp;A Group, Chapter 4'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116317004377226189</id><published>2006-11-10T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T09:47:23.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a BRUTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;It is official. I am a &lt;strong&gt;brute!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasey and I were playing last night. She had been a little naughty and we had discussed it and determined that it was in fact a memory problem. She had left the garage light on again and she had left milk, well a milk product, actually a block of rather nice Parmigiano Reggiano cheese, out on the counter again. She claims that she forgot to turn off the light and she forgot to put the cheese away. I've actually studied memory a little bit, so I know that motivation can be a factor in memory so I decided that what she needed was a little motivation to remember in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But supplying the motivation is not what this post is about. While it was plenty of fun, it wasn't anything all that creative, so I don't think feel it's necessary to write about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what this post is about is what I saw when she removed her clothing and got into position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bruise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big ole bruise from last Saturday's experimentation with the canes. I knew that the bruise was there the next night, but I hadn't realized that five days later it was still there. It was from a stroke with the medium cane that went a little higher than I was aiming and maybe a touch harder than I meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy, I actually let her get up from position and look in the mirror because she didn't realize it was still there either. Obviously, it wasn't causing her any discomfort, which I consider a good thing. I really like the visual, and I like the idea of her being a little tender the next morning, but I don't want her to still be hurting five days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went on with providing her motivation in an attempt to improve her memory. Near the end I realized that I wanted some proof of my brutishness, so I went and got the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here for your viewing enjoyment - proof that I am in fact a brute that leaves bruises that last for days and days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/DSC_0035-01s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want,&lt;br /&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116317004377226189?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116317004377226189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116317004377226189' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116317004377226189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116317004377226189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-brute.html' title='I am a BRUTE!'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116308360107687033</id><published>2006-11-09T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T09:46:41.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We need more spanking songs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bonnie has had &lt;a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/2006/11/song-parody-like-brat-over-piled.html"&gt;another excellent idea&lt;/a&gt; - perverting well known songs to make them into spanking songs - and as usual I can't help but ah... borrow it from her. There aren't enough good spanking songs out there, so hopefully lots of us will jump on this bandwagon so we can fix this tragic inadequacy that musicians have left us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contribution is sung to the tune of &lt;em&gt;What do you do with a drunken sailor?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (or laddy if that's your pleasure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;With a pretty bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slap her hard with an old school ruler&lt;br /&gt;Slap her hard with an old school ruler&lt;br /&gt;Slap her hard with an old school ruler&lt;br /&gt;On her pretty bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;With a pretty bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spank her well with a leather slapper&lt;br /&gt;Spank her well with a leather slapper&lt;br /&gt;Spank her well with a leather slapper&lt;br /&gt;On her pretty bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;With a pretty bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swat her firmly with a paddle&lt;br /&gt;Swat her firmly with a paddle&lt;br /&gt;Swat her firmly with a paddle&lt;br /&gt;On her pretty bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;With a pretty bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smack her soundly with a hairbrush&lt;br /&gt;Smack her soundly with a hairbrush&lt;br /&gt;Smack her soundly with a hairbrush&lt;br /&gt;On her pretty bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with a naughty lady?&lt;br /&gt;With a pretty bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strike her hard with a riding crop&lt;br /&gt;Strike her hard with a riding crop&lt;br /&gt;Strike her hard with a riding crop&lt;br /&gt;On her pretty bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that mine isn't quite as creative as Bonnie's, but it does have the added bonus of possible use to establish a cadence when spanking. And more verses can be added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So feel free to suggest more verses or to come up with your own spanking song. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because only you can correct a deficiency in spanking songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;br /&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116308360107687033?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116308360107687033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116308360107687033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116308360107687033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116308360107687033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-need-more-spanking-songs.html' title='We need more spanking songs!'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116299630430171374</id><published>2006-11-08T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:31:44.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bbobb the toymaking elf, part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;In an &lt;a href="http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/bbobb-toymaking-elf.html"&gt;earlier post&lt;/a&gt;, I mentioned some nipple clamps that I've made, but couldn't show pictures because my nipple model was unavailable. Her schedule has cleared up and I was able to book a little studio time with her and now I can share the pictures. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/DSC_0021-01s.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/DSC_0020-01s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been busy making a bit gag. I made the bit gag, Mark I, using a wooden dowel. It seemed like it would be functional, but I wasn't quite satisfied with it. It was a little rough and wood doesn't seem like the best material for biting. I think I have an idea for the Mark II, but until I have pics of that, here are a couple pics of the Mark I. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/DSC_0015-01s.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/DSC_0016-01s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to show a pic of the paddles I made from African Paduak now that they've been finished with polyurethane. I think they look much better now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/DSC_0025-01s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116299630430171374?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116299630430171374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116299630430171374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116299630430171374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116299630430171374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/bbobb-toymaking-elf-part-2.html' title='bbobb the toymaking elf, part 2'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116291726041291824</id><published>2006-11-07T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T12:54:19.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SLFS revealed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've been teasing Kasey all college football season about a game I had planned. I told her that it was called SLFS (pronounced slifs) and each letter stood for a verb and it would be based on the scoring of the local college football team. She even &lt;a href="http://illbeg.blogspot.com/2006/10/slfs.html"&gt;posted&lt;/a&gt; about it to try and get some help figuring out what it meant. It turns out that &lt;a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/a&gt; was very, very close in one of her guesses, getting two of them exactly, one a synonym and the last could even be seen as a synonym in some instances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a bunch of different reasons, we hadn't been able to find a time to play SLFS until Sunday evening. The local team had scored some points the day before, the kids were asleep, both of us were in town, neither of us had work that needed to be done, and we were both awake and interested in playing. Plus I had gotten a couple of martinis into Kasey so she was feeling little to no inhibitions. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough with the build up - here's what SLFS stands for: Spanking Licking Fucking Sucking. For each score by the home team there would be one round of SLFS, with the number of spanks determined by the score, i.e. 7 spanks for a touchdown and extra point, 6 for td without pat, 3 for a field goal, and 2 for a safety. At the last minute I also realized that we could add another twist by using a different implement each round. The addition of a blindfold and having Kasey guess what it was after the first two strokes added even more fun. Particularly when I decided to take away one swat if she got it right and add on three if she got it wrong. A little incentive never hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got undressed and into position. Then I applied a blindfold to discourage any cheating. I wanted to start out easy so I went into the toy chest and got out the riding crop. Well, to start out easy and I also thought there was a pretty good chance she would mistake it for the dogging bat that we had just used for the first time the night before. I gave her a couple of fairly easy swats with the crop and then asked her to guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fell for it. She guessed dogging bat. The first score in the game was a touchdown, so with her missed guess and the two she already had; she had eight more coming with the riding crop. I stepped up the intensity a little and spread them around to make sure that she was well warmed up for the rest of the implements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the eight with the crop, I had her roll over onto her back and got down to some Licking. Knowing that we had a while to go and being a little bit mean, just as she seemed to be really getting into it, I stood up and moved on to the Fucking. All this time she was still blindfolded and again just as she seemed to be really getting into it, I moved on to the next activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasey can be a bit of a klutz at times and I wasn't looking for any injuries so I had her take off the blindfold in order to get down on her knees next to the bed for the Sucking. Wanting to practice my dom role some I made sure to put both hands on her head and help guide her motion. I also added some motion of my own and it was feeling pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had more scores to get to and more implements to guess. So I had her get back into position and didn't bother with the blindfold, figuring that her head was down so she couldn't see what I was using and I could certainly trust her not to cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the toy chest and rattled around in there for a bit to avoid giving any aural clues to what was coming next and quietly pulled out The King. The King is a ruler paddle that I made a while back and recently got around to putting the finish on. You can see a picture of it in my &lt;a href="http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/bbobb-toymaking-elf.html"&gt;toymaking post&lt;/a&gt; before it was finished. It's much shinier now and the grain has much more depth to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave her a couple moderate swats with The King and asked her to guess. Being a smarty pants and a watcher of Jeopardy!, Kasey tried to give as broad an answer as she could. "A paddle," she said. I was feeling generous so I didn't take her to task for a vague answer and gave her the chance to tell me which one - we currently have three to choose from. She responded correctly with the ruler paddle, so she only had four more coming for the touchdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I proceeded to deliver the four swats. I went fairly slowly and stepped up the force with each one. She started squirming a bit and after the last one she actually broke position and clamped her legs together. I of course gave her a couple more swats to draw her attention to her error and then informed her of one of the rules of SLFS: If you break position during the Spanking portion, you lose the Licking portion for that score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was really no reason for her to change position, now that her legs were properly spread again, so with her still bent over the bed we moved directly on to the Fucking portion. I really enjoy fucking her in that position after she's been spanked because I can give her bottom cheeks a good kneading while I'm stroking. She can squirm in the most delightful ways when I grab her pink cheeks while sliding in and out of her. It seemed a little early in the game to let her come, there were several more scores left, so again as she really seemed to be enjoying herself, I pulled out and sent her down to her knees for the next Sucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrapped my fingers in her hair and guided her motions while thrusting in a little deeper this time. It was definitely feeling rather good and if the moans are any indication, she seemed to be enjoying the experience as well. The visuals were great as well. Looking down and seeing my penis sliding in and out of her mouth is an incredibly arousing sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there was more SLFS to get to so I pulled out and had her assume position on the bed again. A little more rummaging to disguise the sounds of the real choice and I approached her with the leather slapper. I figured this was an easy one and after two swats she did guess correctly. Again, she only had four more swats to go in this round of Spanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was well warmed up and was squirming quite a bit. I know how much she likes the slapper, so I gave her some pretty good solid swats with it. Not the hardest possible, but definitely enough force that she was feeling it. You'd think she would have learned her lesson last time, but again she broke position. I rather enjoy licking her, but if she doesn't want it, I can move directly on to the Fucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once more some spirited fucking with her bent over the bed, accompanied by some strong squeezing of her behind. I know I was enjoying SLFS at this point and she certainly appeared to be as well. I was tempted to just say the heck with the rest of the scores and just enjoy what we were doing, but I decided to let things build a little more. We moved on to another Sucking and again it was first rate. I was thrusting in a little deeper each round and it was really feeling phenomenal at this point, but there were more implements calling out to be used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back into position on the bed for Kasey and back to the toy chest for me. This next score was just a field goal so something fairly easy seemed in order. I went with the purple leather flogger and gave her what I assumed would be the only two strokes she'd get with it. She'd have to guess this one right I figured and with reducing the number by one, there'd be nothing left of the field goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she did something that I never expected her to do. She CHEATED! She turned around and looked at the implement before guessing what it was. I was so shocked it took me a little while before delivering several hard additional blows with the flogger to give me time to think of what an appropriate punishment would be. Then it came to me - a butt plug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a generally nice guy, I did take a little bit of pity on her and gave her her choice of butt plugs - natural or artificial. I was a little disappointed that she chose artificial, but we were able to continue the SLFS. I went and got the lube and the plug and proceeded to give her a good lubing with my finger before inserting the plug. I also figured that she had forfeited the Licking portion again so we went straight to the Fucking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I again left her in the bent over position and started sliding in and out of her. Instead of kneading her butt this time though, I started up a nice rhythm with the butt plug as well. Again it was very hard to break away from the pleasure I was feeling, but I was determined to keep the game going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She carefully got onto her knees making sure that she didn't lose her butt plug, knowing that if she did, she'd most likely get the natural one to replace it. I was really getting into my dom role and almost came right there as I thrust in and out of her mouth with gusto. Holding her head and just thrusting in and out of her mouth was feeling so good. But, I wanted to continue. I was planning on giving a cane another try and I needed to continue to get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasey was careful again getting back into her bent over position, while retaining her butt plug and I went back to the toy chest. I knew she loved this leather strap we have, so I decided it would make a perfect warm up for the cane which would be next. In order to create a little diversion, I went to my pants that were lying close by on the floor and loudly pulled out my belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her the two strokes with the strap. At this point she was definitely into it, so I was giving her nice, solid strokes. She squirmed and wiggled, but didn't break position. She also wasn't fooled by the belt and immediately guessed strap. I delivered the rest of the strokes firmly and in a nice slow pace. Apparently she can learn, because she didn't break position this time. She would actually get another Licking round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another careful change of position by Kasey, I got down between her legs to deliver her licking. Just before I started licking, she asked if we'd stop after she came. I chuckled a little and told her no way. I told her that I might just keeping going until we had exhausted the score even if I come. She acted a bit upset at that, but I knew it was exactly what she wanted to hear. When she's really into a spanking, she loves to hear that it is going to just keep going and there will be plenty more swats coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then started with a few slow licks from her opening up to her clit. I then did a few more full length licks, but quicker and then moved in to concentrate on her clit. At this point she was squirming and making some pretty loud noises so I knew she was close. It only took a few short moments of attention to her clit before her shouts went up a few decibels and her legs clamped down on my head. She held me there for a while as the feelings washed over her, but as soon as she released me, I stood up and entered her for the next Fucking round. She appeared to be really enjoying that. I was thrusting into her pretty hard at this point and her breasts were bouncing back and forth, so I couldn't resist reaching down and giving them some good, tight squeezes. I was getting close and she sounded like she was working towards another, but I remembered the cane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowed down and then pulled out. She practically leapt off the bed and onto her knees and inhaled my shaft. I didn't have to do any work that time, because she was plunging her head up and down on it at least as deep as I had been going the time before. After a bit of this, I knew I had to stop if I wanted to move onto the cane. I may have told her that it would continue even if I came, but I was getting a little tired at that point and I doubted I would do much more than collapse after I came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped her excellent work and told her to get back into position for the next implement. I went back to the toy chest and rummaged around a little bit before coming out with one of the medium thickness canes. I knew she would guess it, but I still resisted the urge to swish it back and forth in the air to hear the cool sound before striking her with it. This was only our second time with the cane, so I was fairly gentle as I gave her the first two strokes. As expected, she immediately said cane after the first two. She had four more coming and I didn't hurry them or make them too hard, but she was reacting like she was feeling it pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rolled over onto her back and I barely touched my tongue to her when she started screaming again. I was feeling pretty excited myself at that point, so I didn't really give her anytime to come down from her orgasm before I started thrusting into her hard. There was no finesse. There was no attempt to stimulate any sensitive spots. There was just hard fucking. She was still moaning and squirming as I reached the limits of my endurance and started coming with a level of intensity that I only rarely achieve. I buried myself as deeply as I could and just let the feelings wash over me for a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I expected, once my senses returned to something approaching normal, I fell down on the bed next to Kasey and just lay there with one arm over her panting for a while. After my breathing got back closer to normal, we cuddled a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps &lt;a href="http://illbeg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kasey&lt;/a&gt; will give all of you her opinion of SLFS, but it certainly gets a rousing positive vote from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want,&lt;br /&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116291726041291824?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116291726041291824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116291726041291824' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116291726041291824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116291726041291824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/slfs-revealed.html' title='SLFS revealed!'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116282670860243389</id><published>2006-11-06T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T12:59:13.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I deserve another 1/2 point of spanking purity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, the new toys had been piling up while life was interfering with play time. A dogging bat had been purchased:&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77585359@N00/290598065/"&gt;&lt;img height="331" alt="DSC_0001-01s" src="http://static.flickr.com/118/290598065_86a2358e75.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But circumstances beyond my control prevented us from trying it out (see &lt;a href="http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/wore-my-cowboy-hat-yesterday.html"&gt;cowboy hat story&lt;/a&gt; below). Kasey went out of town and our canes arrived in the mail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77585359@N00/290598067/"&gt;&lt;img height="331" alt="DSC_0006-01s" src="http://static.flickr.com/103/290598067_f1f7121adf.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I found some time to make over the door restraint connections while she was gone:&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77585359@N00/290598075/"&gt;&lt;img height="331" alt="DSC_0008-01s" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/290598075_5c93056cd3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77585359@N00/290598082/"&gt;&lt;img height="331" alt="DSC_0010-01s" src="http://static.flickr.com/117/290598082_0ae9302f7f.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had finished the set of cuffs a while ago, but we hadn't found a chance to test them yet:&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77585359@N00/290598084/"&gt;&lt;img height="331" alt="DSC_0017-01s" src="http://static.flickr.com/119/290598084_e410fe087a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, she returned from her trip and while a few days of solo monster wrangling had just about worn me out completely, a quick shower breathed a bit of life back into my almost-corpse. The monsters were in bed and appeared to be out for the night and finally we could try out the new toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I put outfitted Kasey with her new cuffs and attached the wrist cuffs to the new over the door connectors. I then attached the longer spreader bar to the ankle cuffs to insure proper position. Kasey has a bad habit or clamping her legs together and so far the only effective way I've found to curb this is the spreader bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was right about then, that I remembered some important work that I needed to get done. I think I had some socks that needed sorting or maybe I had forgotten to pet the cat. Whatever it was it really needed doing, and I knew Kasey wasn't going anywhere, so I went to finish off my chore so that I could really enjoy my play time with Kasey without any nagging worries about whether the cat had been sorted or if the socks had been petted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as this was the first time with canes for us, we were both a little nervous. I started slow with some hand spanks to warm her up a little. I figured a nice pink bottom would be better than a pasty white one for caning. I gave her about ten good solid smacks with my hand and tried to spread them around to get full coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then moved on to the dogging bat. It's a little bit like the crop, but it has a longer flap part than our crop and makes a much louder noise. I tried a few easy slaps with it and got a pretty good noise, so if easy slaps make an okay noise, hard slaps must make a great noise. Only one way to find out, so I started slapping her bottom harder with the dogging bat. I was right; it does make a good noise if you slap her bottom hard with it. Again, I tried to spread the slaps around and her bottom was turning a nice bright pink at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of the warm up. It was time to move on to the main event. I put down the dogging back and rubbed her behind a little. I also couldn't resist hugging her from behind and giving her breasts a nice fondle. I asked her if she was ready for the cane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave a rather shaky, I guess, so I picked up one of the two thin ones. I had already discovered that waving them back and forth in the air made an excellent sound - very Blue Man - so I started off with that. I figured Kasey would enjoy a little pre-caning music. I certainly enjoyed it, though I'm not so sure if Kasey did. At least until one of the thin canes broke in mid air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't broken a toy over Kasey's bottom, but I have broken one against nothing but air, so I figure I deserve at least another half point on the spanking purity test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started off with some very gentle strokes with the thin cane across her bottom. The noise wasn't bad and she did start squirming a bit. The canes seemed pretty promising. I moved on to the medium canes. They had a slightly deeper more resonant tone that I rather enjoyed. I wasn't seeing much striping, but I was still trying to go slow to get the feel of the canes. Her continued squirming and occasional grunt or moan let me know that they were having an effect even if I couldn't see it on her bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I moved on to the thick one. It made a nice satisfying thud and didn't bounce all over like the thinner ones. She definitely reacted to that one. She looked a little bit like she was trying to climb up the door when she did something very, very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave ME an order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strapped up to the wall with her legs spread wide open and her bottom stuck out for easy access and she wants to give me orders. I may not be the most macho top in the world, but I certainly couldn't let that kind of blatant bad behavior pass. I smacked her a few more times with the thick cane. Still fairly lightly, but harder than the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she stopped trying to climb the walls, I asked her, "Who decides what implements we use?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You do," she said in a fairly contrite voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that she actually sounded sincere for a change, I only gave her one more swat with the thick cane before I put it down and wrapped my arms around her. I gave her nipples a couple of good pinches and did some fondling of her breasts and a little rubbing of her behind, which lead to a little more groaning and squirming. Well, it seemed that the canes were pretty effective, but there was still one more test to confirm my suspicions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached down between her legs to check for moisture. Forget moisture, there was a flooded river down there. Not quite the Mississippi during that big flood in the early '90s but WOW it was running down her legs. There's really only one thing to do when your wife's that wet, so I unhooked her from the door and ordered her over to the bed. I was still a little miffed at her trying to order me around so I didn't take her spreader bar off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a little slow, but with a few swats of my hand for encouragement she made it over to the bed and bent over it. I wasted no time in moving from the caning portion of the evening to the intercourse portion. I don't know if I've ever seen her so slippery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was really getting into it, judging by the noises. I decided that I really wanted to hear my favorite noise, so I pulled out and took off the spreader bar. I had her turn over and I got down to taste how excited she was. Less than a minute of licking and I did get to hear my favorite sound - Kasey screaming in orgasm - though it was a little muffled because she clamped her legs together pretty hard. I guess she didn't want to take a chance that I might stop licking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second best part is that the next day I noticed a bruise. Yippee! I'm not such a wimp after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even started calling me Brute. Ha! Who's the wimp now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all getting at least as lucky as me,&lt;br /&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;p.s. You can also read &lt;a href="http://illbeg.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-caning.html"&gt;Kasey's version&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/wore-my-cowboy-hat-yesterday.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116282670860243389?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116282670860243389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116282670860243389' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116282670860243389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116282670860243389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-deserve-another-12-point-of-spanking.html' title='I deserve another 1/2 point of spanking purity'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116256395854536866</id><published>2006-11-03T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T21:06:52.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Love Our Lurkers Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6066/2085/1600/lol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was just checking out Bonnie's blog and I discovered that it is Love Our Lurkers day. My calendar doesn't have that holiday, but I refuse to be ruled by my calendar, so for the second straight day I'm jumping on the bandwagon - this is almost like an out of body experience for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, all of you lurkers - yeah you in front of that monitor - we know you're out there so why not post a comment to just say hi. Or anything else you want to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Also stop by some of the other spanko blogs that are participating and say hi to them as well. I have shamelessly stolen the list of fellow spanko bloggers who are participating from Bonnie (as well as the graphic above) to make it easier for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/a&gt; at My Bottom Smarts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubbaeireannach.blogspot.com/2006/11/mass-delurk.html"&gt;CuddlyBum&lt;/a&gt; at Random Thoughts from a Random Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayye711.blogspot.com/2006/11/challenging-invitation.html"&gt;Theresa&lt;/a&gt; at Hungry Heart Anxious Bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://evadry.blogspot.com/2006/11/delurk-please.html"&gt;Eva&lt;/a&gt; at Nothing Random About a Spanking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elisnewbeginnings.blogspot.com/2006/11/talk-to-me.html"&gt;Elis&lt;/a&gt; at New Beginnings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cassiesspace.blogspot.com/2006/11/everyone-is-welcomed.html"&gt;Cassie&lt;/a&gt; at Cassie's Space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ca-girl.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome.html"&gt;Grace&lt;/a&gt; at A Day in the Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aspankinggoodtime.blogspot.com/2006/11/spanking-party.html"&gt;Tiggr&lt;/a&gt; at A Spanking Good Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scarlettbottom.blogspot.com/2006/11/delurk-day.html"&gt;Gem&lt;/a&gt; at Domestic Discipline Spanking Stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darkside-journey.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-our-lurkers-day.html"&gt;Padme&lt;/a&gt; at Journey to the Darkside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://snowwonders.blogspot.com/2006/11/come-out-come-out-wherever-you-are.html"&gt;Snow&lt;/a&gt; at Snow Wonders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spankingkatiespades.blogspot.com/2006/11/delurking-day.html"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt; at Katie Spades: The Princess of Spanking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://auntyagony.net/2006/11/comments-please.html"&gt;Aunty&lt;/a&gt; at Aunty Agony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makemycopcome.blogspot.com/2006/11/playing-with-his-toys.html"&gt;Anne Elizabeth&lt;/a&gt; at Make My Cop Come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suzyqueue1955.blogspot.com/2006/11/come-out-come-out-whomever-you-are.html"&gt;Suzy&lt;/a&gt; at My Naked Truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rogerothornhill.typepad.com/confessions_of_an_english/2006/11/mass_delurk.html"&gt;Don&lt;/a&gt; at Confessions of an English Gentleman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bratundercontrol.blogspot.com/2006/11/international-comments-are-welcome.html"&gt;Kay&lt;/a&gt; at Brat Under Control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tulsamoda.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-our-lurkers-day.html"&gt;Tulsa&lt;/a&gt; at Tulsa Moda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adam-spank.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-know-youre-out-thereits-mass.html"&gt;Adam&lt;/a&gt; at Adam's Spanking Stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pandorablake.blogspot.com/2006/11/invitation.html"&gt;Pandora&lt;/a&gt; at Pandora's Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifewithabitofspanking.blogspot.com/2006/11/official-de-lurk-day.html"&gt;Lily&lt;/a&gt; at Life with a Bit of Spanking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pattysgallery.com/wordpress/2006/11/02/delurk-friday/"&gt;Patty&lt;/a&gt; at Creative Spanko Wench&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://giardinodelpiacere.blogspot.com/2006/11/come-out-come-out-its-undelurk-day.html"&gt;CeeCi&lt;/a&gt; at Giardino del Piacere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.sex-mad-witch.com/index.php?entryid=150"&gt;Mistress Sky&lt;/a&gt; at Mature Mistress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rubyreddspanking.blogspot.com/2006/11/de-lurk-darn-it.html"&gt;Ruby&lt;/a&gt; at Ruby Redd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spankingwriters.com/blog/2006/11/03/the-day-when-lurker-speak"&gt;Haron&lt;/a&gt; at The Spanking Writers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebinside.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-delurk-day.html"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt; at the B____ Inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebutterflytemptress.com"&gt;Butterfly&lt;/a&gt; at Butterfly Tempress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adelehaze.com/2006/11/03/today-is-spanko-delurk-day/"&gt;Adele&lt;/a&gt; at Spanking Model Speaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spankedhubby.blogspot.com/2006/11/request-for-people-to-de-lurk.html"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; at Spanked Hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nattyspanked.blogspot.com/2006/11/spanko-blog-delurk-day.html"&gt;Natty&lt;/a&gt; at Natty's Spanking Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spankminxywife.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-luvverly-jubberly-lurkers.html"&gt;Minxy&lt;/a&gt; at A Spanked Minxy Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mattanglen.blogspot.com/2006/11/mass-de-lurk-day.html"&gt;Matt&lt;/a&gt; at Matt's Spanking Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pleasureofbeingaspankedwife.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-all-lurkers.html"&gt;Lisa&lt;/a&gt; at Pleasure of Being a Spanked Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://asparkle2.blogspot.com/2006/11/please.html"&gt;Sparkle&lt;/a&gt; at Life in Motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maggiedear.blogspot.com/2006/10/lurkers-delurk.html"&gt;Maggie&lt;/a&gt; at Maggie Dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reformations.blogspot.com/2006/11/bonnies-smarts.html"&gt;Doc&lt;/a&gt; at Reformations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spankingbethie.com/blog/2006/11/03/its-love-our-lurkers-day"&gt;Bethie&lt;/a&gt; at Spanking Bethie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spankedgal.blogspot.com/2006/11/lurkers-appreciation-week.html"&gt;Fox&lt;/a&gt; at Taught a Lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fantasticspanking.blogspot.com/2006/11/go-forth-and-delurk.html"&gt;Frank&lt;/a&gt; at Fantastic Spanking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://firemnchris.blogspot.com/2006/11/any-lurkers-out-there.html"&gt;Chris&lt;/a&gt; at Chris' Firehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spankingspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/november-3rd-is-delurker-day-you-will.html"&gt;Brush&lt;/a&gt; at The Spanking Spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flinchflower.livejournal.com/89047.html"&gt;Flinchflower&lt;/a&gt; at Facing Fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="blogger-labels"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116256395854536866?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116256395854536866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116256395854536866' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116256395854536866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116256395854536866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-love-our-lurkers-day.html' title='It&apos;s Love Our Lurkers Day!'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116249675263450517</id><published>2006-11-02T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:45:52.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopping on the bandwagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I know pretty much everybody with a blog has done one of these 100 things about me posts at some point. Even Kasey did &lt;a href="http://illbeg.blogspot.com/2005/04/100-things.html"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;. But I like reading them, so I thought I would write one of my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. I’ve been called a bad data point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. there might be some truth to the label&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. I do have a tendency to have different opinions than most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. I’m willing to try just about any kink at least once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. I don’t think monogamy is the only workable relationship style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. I have been completely monogamous in my relationship with Kasey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. physically, I’m pretty much completely bi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. emotionally, I’m pretty much completely straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;9. I haven’t had sex with a male in over 20 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;10. I do fantasize about it, though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;11. I’m not a natural dom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;12. I’m not a natural sub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;13. I don’t think I naturally fit anywhere on the dom – sub scale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;14. I’m horrible at taking orders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;15. so, I can take on the dom role much better than the sub role&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;16. I believe that consent is the only basis for judging if a sex act is right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;17. I have difficulty playing games that appear non-consensual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;18. though, I’m getting better at it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;19. I love breasts, particularly large ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;20. though, the only question that truly matters in judging breasts is “Can I play with them?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;21. I’ve been trying to develop my appreciation of bottoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;22. so far I think almost all of them look pretty good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;23. I’ve never really understood the fascination with legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;24. though I love them, breasts aren’t the most important physical attribute on a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;25. her face is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;26. there’s no way I could identify a set of rules for what makes an attractive face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;27. but, it’s the first thing I notice (usually) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;28. and it doesn’t matter what the body looks like if I don’t like the face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;29. I tend to find women who have some curves more attractive than thin women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;30. smoking is a huge turn off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;31. I’ve seen women who I thought attractive light up and the attraction just vanished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;32. except for Christine Ricci, even with a cigarette, she’s a hottie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;33. Kasey has very nice breasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;34. and a wonderful curvy body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;35. and blue eyes the color of faded denim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;36. her bottom is especially attractive when it’s pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;37. I really appreciate the fact that she is loud during sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;38. there’s never any doubt about whether she’s enjoying it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;39. I think spanking wench is a far better title than feisty bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;40. I enjoy anal sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;41. giving and receiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;42. I enjoy oral sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;43. giving and receiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;44. now and then nothing beats a little titty fucking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;45. of course I also enjoy good old traditional intercourse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;46. I hope to have some over the door restraint connection points made before Kasey comes home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;47. spanking has become such a part of our sex lives that Kasey and I call vanilla sex kinky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;48. a side effect of a medicine that I started taking recently is difficulty orgasming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;49. this isn’t necessarily a bad thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;50. many people believe size doesn’t matter, but I still wish it was bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;51. Ruben knew how to pick beautiful models&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;52. I never believed that more than a few Penthouse letters were true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;53. but I still enjoyed reading them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;54. when it comes to dirty pictures, I much prefer ones that show 2 or more people doing something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;55. pictures of individual naked women can certainly be beautiful from an aesthetic standpoint, but they don’t get me all that aroused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;56. pictures of partially clad women are more likely to turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;57. I should be getting my first canes today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;58. too bad I have to wait a couple days to try them out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;59. even though, I don’t think I’m a natural spanko, I do remember some pretty wild spanking dreams as a kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;60. one had this very long slide that you’d go down on your hands and knees with paddles every few feet that would spank you as you went by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;61. I’m definitely a lazy top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;62. I’d love to have a couple of spankees so I could have them spank each other while I gave directions and watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;63. that would also appeal to one of my primary kinks – voyeurism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;64. I wouldn’t mind ordering them to do other things for my amusement as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;65. I don’t want to put one of those “Boy, 100 is a lot of things” type items in this list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;66. Another one of my kinks is strapons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;67. I love pictures of women using strapons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;68. on men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;69. or women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;70. Kasey isn’t into strapons :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;71. * * This item intentionally left blank * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;72. I love making my own toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;73. I love it when you get just the right sound out of a smack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;74. sometimes it takes several tries to get exactly the sound I’m looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;75. oh well, there’s a cost for perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;76. good thing, I don’t have to pay it in this realm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;77. I like it when a mark looks like the object that made it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;78. I’d like to find something that makes a nice polka dot pattern on Kasey’s bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;79. I’d like to occasionally get surprise blowjobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;80. double penetrations are a real turn on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;81. I understand why some people don’t like it, but I can’t help but love the image of a woman covered in come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;82. I must be a pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;83. watching a woman doing housework naked or in some silly maid costume sounds like fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;84. especially with a slapper in hand to draw attention to any mistakes made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;85. there is something incredible about looking down at a woman on her knees with your penis in her mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;86. performing oral has a strange sense of power – being able to make her body feel such strong sensations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;87. I love that Kasey is such a doubly easy drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;88. easy to get drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;89. easy when drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;90. I wish I wasn’t as ticklish as I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;91. many touches that people seem to enjoy just annoy me because they tickle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;92. I’d like to make a St. Andrew’s Cross out of purpleheart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;93. I don’t know where we’d store it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;94. I think a set of stocks would be nice to have around as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;95. oohh, pilgrim fantasy coming on –just in time for the holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;96. I’m interested in trying some humiliation play with Kasey, but I’m uncomfortable with the idea as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;97. I’m generally a very polite person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;98. I believe that swinging strengthens an already strong relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;99. I wish my college had had classes in how to be a good dom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;100. I don’t completely agree with anything I’ve ever said or written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;101. including the above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope your all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116249675263450517?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116249675263450517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116249675263450517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116249675263450517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116249675263450517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/hopping-on-bandwagon.html' title='Hopping on the bandwagon'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116247678938323144</id><published>2006-11-02T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T09:13:09.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E&amp;A Group, Chapter 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, look at that. Two chapters in one week. Granted, I do write fairly short chapters, but they are getting longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldliteraturecompany.net/auth/bbobb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt; and give it a read and let me know what you think - good, bad or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want,&lt;br /&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116247678938323144?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116247678938323144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116247678938323144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116247678938323144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116247678938323144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/ea-group-chapter-3.html' title='E&amp;A Group, Chapter 3'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116239267907078689</id><published>2006-11-01T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T20:48:04.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wore my cowboy hat yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yesterday, I took AngelBrat's advice and went to PetSmart to get a dogging bat. New toys are always fun, and with Kasey going away again, I thought a going away present might be in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at lunch I headed off to PetSmart to get the new toy. I wore my cowboy hat as a disguise. I figured it would be much more believable that I jump off of horses onto bulls if I have a cowboy hat on. People who wear cowboy hats are much more likely to do that than they are to spank their wife, right? :-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my luck ran about usual and I wandered around the horse section for about five minutes and I didn't see a dogging bat anywhere. I did see a couple other things that Kasey doesn't know about yet, but no dogging bats. So, when the nice young employee asked me if I needed any help, without any hesitation, I asked him, "Do you have any dogging bats?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked a little confused for a moment, which surprised me a bit. I figured that our area is so boring there must be plenty of people trying out spanking in desperation for something new to do and the dogging bats must be flying off the shelves at PetSmart. Anyway, his apparent confusion cleared up and he pointed over to the big rack of those long whips they use for running horses around in circles. (Note: I just like the hat, I actually have next to nothing in common with cowboys and other horse loving sorts and certainly don't know the names of their tools.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it was my turn to look a little confused. I'd gone by that display and dismissed it earlier, because even though I didn't know the name of those whips, I knew they weren't dogging bats. But, I figured I had nothing to lose, so I went over to the display and looked more closely. And Voila! hidden off to the side behind a bunch of other stuff was one genuine, leather with metal reinforcement dogging bat. It was two bucks more than AngelBrat's, but $8.99 is still pretty cheap for a spanking implement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, trying to walk like I had a horse waiting for me in the parking lot rather than a minivan, I went up to the register to buy my new toys. I considered putting my tongue over my teeth to fake a tobacco bulge, but that seemed a little over the top even to me. I did make sure to address the check out lady as ma'am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day passes. I get home and tell Kasey that I got a dogging bat and that we'll need to try it out after the kids go to bed. We get the kids ready for trick or treating. She takes them; I hand out candy. Dinner. Sorting the candy into piles for keeping and leaving for the Halloween Fairy. Family game time. Bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we can try out the new dogging bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except, I fall over asleep before my head even touches the pillow. Actually, I missed the pillow with my head and had some interesting marks on my face from the slats on the bed this morning. Argh, no play time, screwy (or perhaps screwier than usual) looking face, and Kasey's leaving town this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, now I'll just have to think extra hard about her coming home celebration/punishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting luckier than me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116239267907078689?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116239267907078689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116239267907078689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116239267907078689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116239267907078689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/wore-my-cowboy-hat-yesterday.html' title='Wore my cowboy hat yesterday'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116231247484614684</id><published>2006-10-31T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T11:34:34.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Story, Second Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So far it's been slow going with my second story, The E&amp;amp;A Group, but this is largely a function of time. I have an outline and fairly extensive notes and overall a pretty good idea of where I'm trying to go with the story. I'm just having trouble finding the time to continue the story. I have managed to find the time to put together another short chapter though, and I've posted it to &lt;a href="http://www.worldliteraturecompany.net/auth/bbobb"&gt;SOL&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If anybody is interested, I'd love to hear any comments you have on the story - positive or negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want,&lt;br /&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116231247484614684?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116231247484614684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116231247484614684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116231247484614684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116231247484614684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/second-story-second-chapter.html' title='Second Story, Second Chapter'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116222411511408688</id><published>2006-10-30T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:01:55.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasey needs a punishment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kasey is heading out of town again for a few days this week. Leaving me without anybody to watch my back while dealing with the little monsters. Hopefully, I'll survive the ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do survive the ordeal, I've been thinking that I need to come up with a special way to welcome her home/give her a little payback for abandoning me. She has actually come up with one idea &lt;a href="http://illbeg.blogspot.com/2006/10/comments-on-hubbys-spanking-purity.html"&gt;(see the last part of this post)&lt;/a&gt; and perhaps it can be the starting point of something more elaborate. I really wanted her to know just how much she was missed/how bad her abandoning me was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, feeling a little short on the creative juices, I'm turning to you my loyal reader(s?) for help with some ideas. Let's hear them. The originator of any idea used will be duly thanked and awarded 1,000 points on the &lt;em&gt;Whose Line is it Anyway &lt;/em&gt;rerun of their choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;br /&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116222411511408688?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116222411511408688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116222411511408688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116222411511408688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116222411511408688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/kasey-needs-punishment.html' title='Kasey needs a punishment!'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116196860583614092</id><published>2006-10-27T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T12:03:25.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://spankingkatiespades.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie Spades&lt;/a&gt;, by way of &lt;a href="http://bottomsmarts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/a&gt;, I came upon the following. I was running a little short on ideas today anyway, so I figured what the heck. Because Bonnie was brave enough to reveal her answers, I'll reveal mine as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoring: Count up all your "yes" answers. Your "yes" answers are your corruption percentage. For instance, if you answered 30 questions "yes," you are 70% spanking "pure" and 30% spanking "corrupt." Then go find a partner and work on the other 70%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 100-Point Spanking Purity Test. May be distributed any way you like, as long as it's free! Disclaimer: I am not an expert and I don't necessarily endorse any of these acts. Play safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever...&lt;br /&gt;1. Posted to a spanking newsgroup/bulletin board/mailing list? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bought/downloaded spanking pictures? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Bought/downloaded spanking magazines or literature? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Been in a spanking chat room? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bought spanking-related books in a real bookstore? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is Amazon a real bookstore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Written a spanking story? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Looked up the word "spank" in the dictionary? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bought/watched a spanking video? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cyber-spanked someone or been cyber-spanked? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no, though I've had offers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Watched someone else get spanked in real life? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Been to a fetish shop such as Kinematics or Stormy Leather? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Purchased toys specifically for spanking? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Made your own spanking toys? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Spent more than $100 on a single spanking toy? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Owned 10 or more spanking toys? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Had a spanking fantasy while masturbating? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Had a spanking fantasy about a real life spanking you'd seen/read about? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Had a spanking fantasy while having sex? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Spanked/been spanked while touching intimately? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Spanked/been spanked during sex? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Given/had an orgasm while spanking/being spanked? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Spanked/been spanked with no specifically sexual overtones whatsoever? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no, is this possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Spanked/been spanked on the bare bottom? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Spanked/been spanked for more than 10 minutes? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Spanked/been spanked for more than an hour? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Been involved in a situation where if something went wrong, the only means to stop the scene was a safeword? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Used your safeword/ had someone use their safeword? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no - I'm such a whimp :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Spanked/been spanked where there was no safeword? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanked/been spanked with:&lt;br /&gt;29. A hand? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Paddle? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hairbrush? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ruler? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Spoon? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Cane? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Switch/birch? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Crop? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Belt/strap? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Flogger/whip? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Implement with holes? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Ordinary object not intended for spanking, such as a remote control or shoe? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes (who knew cribbage boards were so versatile?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Broken a toy (over someone's bottom) during spanking play? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no, though I have had a sore hand from spanking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42. Switched? (been spanked if you are primarily a top, or spanked someone if you are primarily a bottom) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Spanked/been spanked on the back of the thighs? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Spanked/been spanked on the front of/inside of the thighs? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Spanked/been spanked on the breasts/genitals? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Wet your/your partner's bottom to make it sting more? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no, but I like the sound of that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Spanked/been spanked outside? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no (this just doesn't seem right and needs to be rectified) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Spanked/been spanked in a hotel? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Spanked/been spanked in a car? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no (this seems wrong as well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Spanked/been spanked in a bath, shower or hot tub? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Made someone do something/been made to do something they/you did not want to do? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Punished someone/been punished for not doing something correctly or refusing to do something in a scene? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Punished someone/been punished for a real life issue? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Used spanking "talk"? (ie "You've been very naughty," "I'll be good." etc.) &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Been involved in the acting out of a roleplay fantasy? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Been involved in the acting out of an ageplay fantasy? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Asked for/been asked for a spanking? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Made someone/been made to count the spanks? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Made someone stand/stood in the corner? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Made someone stand/stood in the corner for more than 5 minutes? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Been provoked/provoked someone into spanking you by acting like a brat? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Deliberately disobeyed/had someone deliberately disobey, in order to get spanked? &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Kept a list of "infractions" to spank/be spanked for later? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Spanked yourself? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Spanked yourself at the instruction of someone else/instructed someone to spank him/herself? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no, though this would save a lot of effort on my part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Required someone to/been required to call someone Sir/Ma'amMaster/Mistress/Mommy/Daddy/some-other-variation during spanking play? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Met someone specifically for spanking play? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Travelled more than 100 miles to spank/be spanked? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not specifically for spanking, but have certainly spanked Kasey more than 100 miles from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;69. Placed/answered a spanking personal? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Gone to a play party or club? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Participated in play with someone at a play party or club? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Spanked/been spanked by someone whose name you didn't know? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Paid or been paid to spank someone? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Been involved in a spanking scene with more than one person at a time? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Spanked/been spanked by both men and women? (not necessarily at the same time) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Spanked/been spanked on a spanking horse or some other piece of furniture specifically designed for spanking? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haven't made one yet, but it's on the list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Made videotapes of your spanking play? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Taken pictures of/had your partner take pictures of you during or after spanking play? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Admired your/your partner's bottom in the mirror after a spanking? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Spanked someone/been spanked nude? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Bought new underwear specifically for spanking play? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Worn fetish clothing (schoolgirl outfit, leather, etc?) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Worn fetish clothing in public? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not unless my belt counts ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;84. Spanked/been spanked so that the spankee had trouble sitting afterward? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Spanked/been spanked so that the spankee had trouble sitting the next day? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Spanked/been spanked so there were marks/bruises showing? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Spanked/been spanked so there were marks/bruises showing for more than a day? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Had to explain your marks to a vanilla person? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been involved with any of the following in connection with spanking play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Restraint (ie. holding someone down, trapping their legs, etc.) &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Restraint with ropes, cuffs, scarves or other bondage toys? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Blindfolds? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Gags? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very soon, see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.illbeg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kasey's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Nipple clamps/clothespins? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Icy hot or some other heat-enhancing cream? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Ginger root or some other burning/stinging substance inserted anally? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. A butt plug, dildo or vibrator? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Mouthsoaping? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Enemas? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Temperature taking? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Cried/made someone cry from a spanking? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, I get 36 no's and 64 yes's. Hmmm... only a D in spanking? I'd better get to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116196860583614092?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116196860583614092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116196860583614092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116196860583614092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116196860583614092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/from-katie-spades-by-way-of-bonnie-i.html' title=''/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116187603370556118</id><published>2006-10-26T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T10:20:33.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair? Unfair? You be the judge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Does there have to be a reason for a spanking? Can a spanking be just because the spanker feels like doing it or does the spankee have to earn the spanking by misbehaving in some way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Kasey and I there is usually a reason for the spanking. We have a number of rules that violations are punished by spanking. For example, biting my nose, leaving the garage light on or leaving milk out on the counter are all spanking offenses. While Kasey may argue extenuating circumstances from time to time, there really is no question of unfairness with the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew the rule.&lt;br /&gt;She knew the consequence.&lt;br /&gt;She broke the rule.&lt;br /&gt;She gets the consequence.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing unfair about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes though, I know she'd enjoy a spanking and I know I'd enjoy giving it to her and we'd both enjoy what comes after, but there hasn't been an infraction that warrants a spanking. In this situation, I'll be accused of all kinds of horrible things - well being unfair at least and possibly being mean as well - if I suggest a spanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask you. Is this fair? Here I am trying to make everybody concerned happy and I'm called unfair and possibly even mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute. I know how to fix this. I'll just make a rule that calling me unfair or perhaps even mean is a spanking offense. Problem solved. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Is this the perfect solution to the problem or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;br /&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116187603370556118?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116187603370556118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116187603370556118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116187603370556118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116187603370556118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/fair-unfair-you-be-judge.html' title='Fair? Unfair? You be the judge.'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116171410389690186</id><published>2006-10-24T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T13:21:43.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogging Bat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Who says you can't teach an old bbobb a new trick? In a comment, caryagal said that she likes the dogging bat that they have. Dogging bat raises a couple of mental images, such as this big bat - bigger than a flying fox - that herds dogs. Or maybe a quilt filler made of dog hair. (Remember, I warned you that it can be a scary place inside my mind right up front.) Anyway, none of the mental images really seemed to have much to do with spanking, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I decided that this must be a gap in my education that needed filling. I'm not sure what grade dogging bats would have been covered in, but at least a couple of my teachers seemed a bit dodgy at the time, so I'll blame one of them for this lack. Maybe the one that we all called Bozo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Being somewhat familiar with Google, I set about rectifying this lapse. Well, a little research turned up &lt;a href="http://www.kyhorse.com/store/tack/whips/dogginbat.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.kyhorse.com/store/images/dogginbat.jpg" border="0" /&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.horsetack.com/products/rider/all/crops-bats.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.horsetack.com/products/rider/ac/graphics/7517.jpg" border="0" /&gt; both of which look like a lot of fun. I like the sound of a Spring Steel Center! But, I was still a little stumped as to what exactly a dogging bat was in the vanilla world. Obviously it had something to do with horses, but what did the vanilla folks who bought such an implement use it for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, it turned out that a fellow spanko had the answer. Down at the bottom of &lt;a href="http://www.ecstagony.com/eng/dict/dicinstr/instr_d_do.htm"&gt;this page&lt;/a&gt; at Agony and Ecsatsy, I found my answer. A dogging bat is "a whip used to drive the horse when dogging." Of course that leads to the question, "What's dogging?" But Agony and Ecstasy comes through for me there, dogging is "to throw down a bull jumping on it from a horse."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mystery solved! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I don't know about the rest of you, but I'd much rather use a dogging bat on Kasey's bottom than on a horse that I'm about to jump off of and onto a bull. While Kasey isn't completely safe, I'll take her over the running horse and no doubt pissed off bull any day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bbobb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116171410389690186?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116171410389690186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116171410389690186' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116171410389690186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116171410389690186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/dogging-bat.html' title='Dogging Bat'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116162989888379563</id><published>2006-10-23T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T13:58:18.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;form action="http://poll.pollhost.com/vote.cgi" method="post"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="150" bg border="0" style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:#cc66ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your favorite material for spanking implements?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="1" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:#cc66ff;"&gt;Leather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="2" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:#cc66ff;"&gt;Wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="3" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:#cc66ff;"&gt;Metal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="4" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:#cc66ff;"&gt;Plastic (including Plexiglass)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="5" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:#cc66ff;"&gt;Rubber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="6" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:#cc66ff;"&gt;Glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="7" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:#cc66ff;"&gt;Bambo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="8" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:#cc66ff;"&gt;Rattan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="9" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:#cc66ff;"&gt;Other (please comment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="YmIwYmIJMTE2MTYyOTMyMwlFRUVFRUUJQ0M2NkZGCVZlcmRhbmEJQXNzb3J0ZWQ" name="config"&gt; 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What materials does everybody like for their spanking implements? Is there a difference between the spankees and spankers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I really like wood and leather. They give great sounds and they produce excellent color. I’ve also tried my hand, which is fun now and then, but just doesn’t give the same sounds as a nice wooden paddle or a leather slapper. I’ve also tried plastic and maybe it’s something about being a synthetic product rather than a natural product, but it just doesn’t have the same appeal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Another reason for the appeal of wood and leather is that I can fashion my own toys out of these materials. Then I get to enjoy making them, doing the product testing, and finally using them (which doesn't differ much from product testing, but I come up with a different reason for applying them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I’ve yet to try rattan or bamboo or any other type of cane - maybe someday in the not too distant future. :-) Another couple of materials that I haven’t tried are metal and rubber. Aside from occasionally looking at a spatula and going, “Hmmm...” I’d never even really considered them. But not too long ago, I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.stockroom.com/home.aspx"&gt;JT’s Stockroom&lt;/a&gt;. Wow, has that place got some great toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A couple that really caught my eye are &lt;a href="http://www.stockroom.com/Excalibur-Aluminum-Paddle-wholes-P1770.aspx"&gt;this paddle&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.stockroom.com/common/images/products/B671/B671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And this one &lt;a href="http://www.stockroom.com/Bad-Ass-Mechanic-Tire-Paddle-17------P2250.aspx"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.stockroom.com/common/images/products/C207/C207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Are those amazing or what? I can only imagine the sounds that the first makes and if that second one can really make tread marks on Kasey's bottom, I'd almost be willing to trade my youngest child for it (actually the kid is available for sale or barter, make an offer :-) ). I wonder if the aluminum one makes a polka dot pattern?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The problem of course is the price. Maybe I'm just cheep, but $108 dollars plus shipping for a paddle, $60 for a bit of recycled tire tread? I know nothing about metal working and I don't really want to get into it, but you know, I could pretty easily make a wooden handle to hold a piece of tire. Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Let's hear from some of the others in the crowd (just how many do you need to qualify as a crowd?). What materials do you like or loathe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116162869962361600?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116162869962361600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116162869962361600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116162869962361600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116162869962361600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-are-your-implements-made-of.html' title='What are your implements made of?'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116144997067090296</id><published>2006-10-21T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T11:59:30.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, I've been sick the last couple days and haven't been able to concentrate for more than a couple minuts, so things have been kinda slow in blogland for me. Just before I got sick, I had an idea for what to do with a story I had started and had even begun to work on it. Then I got hit by the sickness train and haven't been able to take the ideas out of my head and put them on the screen. Very frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, today, I'm still feeling a little sick, but not as bad, so I was able to get back to work on it. The new story is called "The E&amp;A Group" and it is going to be much longer than "Chrissy gets a spanking and Miss Roundbottom gets a surprise." It's also going to include elements other than sex, though I plan to include plenty of that. It's going to be a bit of a mystery/thriller. I've submitted the first chaper to StoriesOnline and hopefully you'll be able to find it &lt;a href="http://storiesonline.net/auth/bbobb"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It can take a while for it to show up after I post it, but it should be there sometime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you read it, please let me know what you think - positive or negative. Thanks. Bonus points if you can guess what E &amp; A stand for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116144997067090296?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116144997067090296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116144997067090296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116144997067090296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116144997067090296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-story.html' title='New Story'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116117810633990551</id><published>2006-10-18T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:28:26.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Cookie Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okay, what's the deal with fortune cookies? When did they stop being fortune cookies and become trite platitude cookies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the following relevant definitions of the word fortune at &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/fortune"&gt;Dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;fortunes. things that happen or are to happen to a person in his or her life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;fate; lot; destiny: whatever my fortune may be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Idiom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;12. &lt;em&gt;tell someone's fortune, to profess to inform someone of future events in his or her own life; foretell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about the future and what's going to happen to somebody in the future. It's not about giving silly advice. Here's the one I got today - "At the end of each day, think 'What has this day brought me, and what have I given it?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the fortune?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever happened to things like, "You will live a long life and accumulate vast wealth" or "You will meet a stranger who will change your life" or perhaps "You will die with a very big grin and very sore genitalia"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the fortune cookie writers need to get off their high horses and start delivering fortunes again. If I want advice I'll go to Dear Abbey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everybody is getting as lucky as they want to be,&lt;br /&gt;bbobb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116117810633990551?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116117810633990551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116117810633990551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116117810633990551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116117810633990551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/fortune-cookie-rant.html' title='Fortune Cookie Rant'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116109219030545430</id><published>2006-10-17T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:10:23.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Erotica</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So are there any fans of online erotic stories out there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've always been easily aroused by erotic stories, often even more so than by visual porn. So, it's not surprising that I've been a fan of things like the Penthouse Forum since I was young. As the Internet became more prevalent, it was even easier to find such stories first in newsgroups, like alt.sex.stories, and later webpages, like &lt;a href="http:\\www.asstr.org"&gt;Alt Sex Stories Text Repository&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http:\\www.storiesonline.net"&gt;StoriesOnline&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;For years and years it was always stroke stories. You know, little to no plot or character development and lot's of sex scenes. Pretty much porn movies translated into text. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Over the last year or two, though, I've discovered something even more interesting - the world of online erotica. These are real honest to goodness stories with more than vestigial plots and believable characters that you can grow attached to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;There are authors out there who are writing professional quality books with more graphic sex scenes than you'll find in mainstream novels and then just giving them away online. People like Frank Downey, Nick Scipio and Al Steiner are amazing writers who are better than many published writers I've read and they just give their work away. Isn't the internet great?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you are at all interested in reading and don't mind a bit of sex in your stories than you should give these guys a try. Frank Downey writes mostly sappy romances with happy endings. His characters are so real you'll wish they were alive and friends of yours. Nick Scipio has written a number of things, but is primarily known for his epic Summer Camp series, which is the coming of age story of a young nudist, swinger, and polyamorist growing up in the early eighties. Al Steiner's stuff ranges all over the place from post-apocalypse survival to sci-fi settlement of the solar system to time-travel if you had your life to live over again to kindergarten teacher waiting for Mr. Right stories. There are many others, but these are the best of the ones I've found so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, is anybody else into online erotica? Got any recommendations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you are all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116109219030545430?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116109219030545430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116109219030545430' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116109219030545430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116109219030545430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/online-erotica.html' title='Online Erotica'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116100645582226137</id><published>2006-10-16T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T10:03:58.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bbobb the toymaking elf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I mentioned in my first post, I'm an amateur woodworker and I've started making some of my own toys. It's my theory that there's nothing in this world that can't be perverted if you try hard enough. For evidence supporting this idea see my wife's blog entry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://illbeg.blogspot.com/2005/03/hubby-is-trying-to-make-me-dislike.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hubby is trying to make me dislike the spanker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; in which Horton Hears a Who and children's toys are put to perverted uses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway back to the subject of toys. I thought some of my loyal readers - all two of you (thanks Kasey and Mom [Please note that the reference to my mother was meant in jest and I'm pretty sure she knows nothing about my sex life.]) - would like to see some of the toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So I started off with a paddle. I had a nice piece of African Paduak about the right size to make a decent sized paddle. It was 3/4" thick though so I resawed it down into two pieces, one about 3/8" and the other a little less than 3/8". WooHoo! Now I had enough for one big paddle and two ruler paddles like &lt;a href="http://www.paddlewerks.com/en-us/dept_19.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;. The big paddle was the first toy I completed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/irving1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Next I made a spreader bar. Kasey has a bad habit of not always keeping the proper position with her legs adequately spread, so I decided she needed a little help. The first one was a little over two feet and it wasn't quite long enough, so I made a second one that's right around three feet wide and that one works pretty well. These were made from purpleheart and could really use a few coats of polyurethane to bring out the beautiful purple color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/2spread2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Next up were some nipple clamps similar to &lt;a href="http://www.stockroom.com/Cocobola-Nipple-Clamps-Pair--P2290.aspx"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;. Mine are a little beefier on one side and use hanger bolts so that the bolts only show on the side where you attach the wingnuts. They were made out of some lovely figured cherry and unfortunately my nipple model is unavailable, so I can't share a picture of them today. Once she is available again, I'll get a picture and post it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;After all of those toys, I finally got around to making that ruler paddle that Kasey originally asked about. It was also from the orange paduak that the big paddle was from.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/ruler1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Recently, I've also started learning leather working so I could make even more toys. My first, and only so far, completed leather project is a locking cuff. This the first of a set of wrist, ankle, thigh, waist and neck cuffs. Personally, I think black leather is bit clichéd, so I'm working with tan leather. Fortunately, my hand model was available.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well that's what I've made so far. I'll be finishing up the set of cuffs next and then moving onto a bit gag and a couple of leather slappers - one with a braided handle so a whole new skill for me to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116100645582226137?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116100645582226137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116100645582226137' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116100645582226137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116100645582226137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/bbobb-toymaking-elf.html' title='bbobb the toymaking elf'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116095637880418922</id><published>2006-10-15T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T18:52:58.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My prejudice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So the other day in a discussion with my DW I realized that I may have a pretty deeply rooted prejudice that is possibly (probably?) untrue. I've gotten to wondering if this is something that just I have or if it is common among bisexual people. Let me also mention that I don't mean prejudice in the pejorative sense of a negative attitude; I mean it in the sense of a preconceived idea without necessarily being a positive or negative opinion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The prejudice I'm talking about is that everybody is at least a little bit bi. There are no true 0's or 6's on the &lt;a href="http://www.kinseyinstitute.org/resources/ak-hhscale.html"&gt;Kinsey scale&lt;/a&gt;. Maybe they aren't consciously aware of it or maybe they want to deny it, but everybody is at least a little bit bi - say at least a 0.5 or 5.5 on the scale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;What do you think, both about whether or not my prejudice is false and about whether it's just me or is this a common opinion among bi folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope everybody is getting as lucky as they want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116095637880418922?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116095637880418922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116095637880418922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116095637880418922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116095637880418922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-prejudice.html' title='My prejudice'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116084090994620443</id><published>2006-10-14T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T10:48:29.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;In addition to writing stuff that is more or less true here, I've started writing some stories as well. I've posted the first one, "Chrissy gets spanked and Miss Roundbottom gets a surprise" at Stories Online. You can find it &lt;a href="http://storiesonline.net/auth/bbobb"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. If you read it, let me know what you think, positive or negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116084090994620443?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116084090994620443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116084090994620443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116084090994620443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116084090994620443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-bit-of-fiction.html' title='A little bit of fiction'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116074339655366314</id><published>2006-10-13T07:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T07:43:16.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The other side of the story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you are interested in a description of the events in the last post from the point of view of the receiver, you can go to my &lt;a href="http://illbeg.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-did-i-just-say.html"&gt;DW's blog&lt;/a&gt; and get her side of the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you're all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116074339655366314?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116074339655366314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116074339655366314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116074339655366314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116074339655366314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/other-side-of-story.html' title='The other side of the story'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116070197717606345</id><published>2006-10-12T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T20:12:57.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Found the ON switch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;As I mentioned in an previous post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;, spanking wasn't originally one of my kinks. My inclination is usually more towards the gentle approach. Plus I have real issues with nonconsensual activities. Even if I know the activity is consensual, if it has the appearance of nonconsensual I find it somewhat difficult to do. But ultimately I aim to please and I am adaptable, so I'm willing to try just about anything if my partner asks for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;With my DW, this adaptation has taken time and trial and error, but I think I'm getting closer to giving her what she wants. She definitely enjoys receiving spankings, but part of the thrill for her is that she gets them against her will. If she had to ask for a spanking it just wouldn't give her the same thrill. Which has made it hard for me to give her what she really wants. If I bring up the possibility of spanking her and she argues against getting one my first inclination is to go along with not spanking her, which isn't what she really wants, but she can't ask for what she really wants, because then it isn't what she really wants. It all gets a little confusing sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, I've been getting better about being more assertive about giving her spankings, but my more gentle approach still shows itself in how hard I spank her. I generally spank her hard enough to get a good sound and raise a little color, but I don't use anywhere near the full force I'm capable of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Until the other night. She complained about one smack and I said, "Oh come on, that wasn't very hard."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;To which she replied, "If that is not hard, then what is?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Up to this point she'd been into the spanking and was getting excited, but she wasn't so excited that she had moisture running down her legs or anything. So I asked her with a bit of menace in my voice, "Are you curious, do you want to know?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She didn't say anything, but she did squirm a bit. Knowing that she would never actually ask for a spanking, I took her silence for consent and told her, "OK, I'll show you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Normally, I probably use about 10-20% of the full force I can put into a swing when I smack her bottom. This time I pulled back much farther than normal and swung hard maybe 75% of max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRACK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She rocked forward and moaned a little, but didn't break position. "Again," I asked? Getting no response, I again assumed the affirmative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Another big wind up and ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRACK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I paused in the spanking and rubbed a finger through her lips and WOW there was practically a lake down there. Just two hard smacks and instant switch from excited to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OHMYGOD TURNED ON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, this was certainly a pleasant surprise. So I gave her ten more good hard ones and got a nice deep red color over most of her bottom as she squirmed and wiggled and fought so hard to maintain position - knowing that a break from position would result in more swats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;After the spanking she turned over and sat on the edge of the bed for a little licking. Her excitement and the constant reminder of the edge of the bed across her bottom resulted in one of the quickest orgasms I've ever seen her have, and judging by the volume of her screaming one of the strongest in a while. And they just kept coming and coming and coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you all are getting as lucky as you want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116070197717606345?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116070197717606345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116070197717606345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116070197717606345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116070197717606345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/found-on-switch.html' title='Found the ON switch'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116070138742733395</id><published>2006-10-12T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T20:03:07.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Any spankos in the audience?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So are there any spankos in the crowd? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wasn’t initially much of a spanko, but my DW is, so I gave it a try. I really enjoy it now, but I’m pretty sure that the main attraction is how much she enjoys it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I get a real rush out of making her come. It brings about a sense of satisfaction at a job well done as well as a sense of power to be able to make her body react that strongly to what I’ve done. This doesn’t just apply to spanking; cunnilingus is definitely one of my favorite pastimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway back to spanking. I’m definitely a giver of spankings. I have little to no interest in receiving a spanking, but if it makes her happy to receive one, I’m up to the task. I have gotten into it enough that I find myself paying attention to certain aspects of the spanking, particularly sound and aim. Some sounds are much more pleasing than others and it takes practice to reliably produce the sounds I’m looking for. The same is true of aim. It takes practice to spread the impacts around to get nice even color. Before getting into spanking, I never thought it would be something that required practice. How hard could it be I thought, but I had never considered the nuances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, any of you out there like to deliver spankings? If so, what about it appeals to you? And for those of you who enjoy getting a red bottom, what is it that you’re looking for in a good spanking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you’re all getting as lucky as you want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116070138742733395?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116070138742733395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116070138742733395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116070138742733395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116070138742733395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/any-spankos-in-audience.html' title='Any spankos in the audience?'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35801836.post-116070091383792081</id><published>2006-10-12T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T19:55:13.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here goes nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me writing a blog... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is new. What does one say on a blog? Send out the loose women? Nah, not quite what I'm going for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Maybe start this first one with a little info about me and decide where to go with this thing in future posts.Well, maybe a little bit of the basics, 39, male, live in the midwest, married, 2 children, 1 cat, 1 fish, sit in front of a computer everyday - some of it I even get paid for. I've actually only lived in the midwest for about 10 years. Prior to that I've lived in a number of states farther East, plus a couple of periods in the SF Bay area. While I have moved around alot in the past, job and family obligations will most likely see me staying here in the midwest for quite a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Things I enjoy doing (other than the naughty stuff): reading, photography, woodworking, movies, travel. Music - especially stuff that's a little bit outside the mainstream - They Might Be Giants, Charles Mingus, John Cage, Public Image Limited, Throwing Muses, Gamalon, oh and passionate, angry, or odd female vocalists - early Sinead O'Connor, Alanis Morrisette, Poe, Jill Sobule, Kristina Olsen, Kate Bush, Tracy Chapman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Things I enjoy doing (the naughty stuff): I'm willing to try just about anything except extreme pain and scat. I definitely enjoy light bondage, spanking and dominance games - all as a top so far. I really enjoy giving and receiving oral and anal. I haven't done much role playing, but I'd be willing to give it a try. Lately I've been combining my woodworking and play interests and have started to make some of my own toys - paddles, nipple clamps, spreader bars. I'm also starting to learn leatherworking to expand the toymaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;That's probably enough for now, so I hope everybody is getting as lucky as they want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bbobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35801836-116070091383792081?l=bbobbsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116070091383792081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35801836&amp;postID=116070091383792081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116070091383792081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35801836/posts/default/116070091383792081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbobbsplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-goes-nothing.html' title='Here goes nothing'/><author><name>bbobb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07614794259342926072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3852/3990/320/cuff_hand1.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
