In case the title didn’t give it away this is the third (and final) installment in our “Well Spanked” series; Part 1 The Warm up and Part 2 Throughly Thrashed in case you missed them.It’s funny how the stars align on rare occasion so when the Kink of the Week Topic was “Marks” I had to fight the temptation to post this immediately rather than wait for it to be a Sinful Sunday Post.
I went in intending to leave her marked. It seems a bit odd to see the words written out since that not usually the case. It came from the desire to not have a repeat of the last time I spanked her bottom. Usually the scene is what it is and even if its a straight up spanking I’m looking of other things, dynamics, fantasies, roles, whatever to be part of it. Marks may or may not be a by product of that. But not this time the challenge has been issued that I couldn’t leave her with a sore sit spot, not later that night let alone the next day or several days after that.
It was not my first rodeo, I’d spanked a person or two in my life (a small understatement) and I knew that to get her to that point it would take a long drawn out scene (last time we played her rosy red bottom was back to white before the ropes came off despite multiple OTK sessions earlier in the day). The reality was that I would have to go at her a little hard at times. That varying the intensity from slow paced thuds and to fast crisp spanks this time it would be more than just to effect her head space but also to get her to the point she dared me to take her, to leave her sore and marked.
Above is the results 10 hours after we stopped playing her bottom was still showing signs of the previous nights fun. She admitted it was sore “but I can still sit”. Raven would later confirm that while she could sit and was savoring the lasting effect she was feeling it more and more as the day wore on.
One day later the bruises from her spanking are starting to really show. Raven had taken to giving her a nice swat or two when she passed by and sneaking up on her to poke and grab her still sore butt. She’d brag to me that she still can take more, so next time we play this hard I may have to offer a reminder session a day later. Nothing like starting over when she can still feel the last one.
So the above is after more than two full days. Still marked, the bruises now in a variety of shades. The lighting BTW is the result of a power outage and not out attempt to be cool and artsy with this shot.
The new red spot is from sitting, Too bad isn’t it I was hoping LR was going to send me a video of her getting her bottom rewarmed while it was still sore (Remember folks I’m a bit of a sadist). The only marks left are mid cheek and ironically not from the paddle or belt but from my hand. Admittedly it was fun for me to get the pictures since i had to leave and couldn’t be there to see the results in person. Perhaps Alice will comment on how often she stole a glimpse of the marks. I got daily updates and quickly created a new folder on my phone keep them stored in.
As for me I’ve been on the S&M impact toy shopping spree of a lifetime. Looking for new paddles and toys, leather and wood and maybe a few things even more vicious than that to add to my collection.
A few finals thoughts on Marks.
Shifting away from the scene above with Alice and looking at my own comments over the years. Often I’ll swat the Blonde on her cute ass just hard enough to leave a faint hand print (ok sometimes that one smack will be bright red and show each finger in a clearly outlined way. For god’s sake I’m a spanking top what do you expect?). She’ll grumble sometimes mockingly, some times genuinely and my response has always been “I’m just marking my territory”. Looking back at it there was more truth in that than there appeared to be on the surface of that cavalier retort.
Whether my hand print had faded or not my habit is often to swat her playfully as we pass each other. Sure its usually playful, never mean spirited, and is often lighter than a pat on the back during a hug with an acquaintance but in some primitive way somewhere in my fucked up brain I’m marking her as mine to anyone watching. Despite what I do there are times when I don’t share well. So marks aren’t just for bottoms and subs, they can serve a purpose far beyond the physical. And while the ones you can take pictures of or steal looks at in the mirror certainly serve a purpose even the ones that fade quickly can be a reminder or symbol of an attachment.