tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86583990997175364182011-11-25T16:39:22.339-07:00iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.comBlogger1791100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-84444397017161190822011-10-23T13:10:00.000-07:002011-10-23T13:10:27.153-07:00

Well the SSC party is over and it sounds like everyone had a blast.  I was violently ill that whole weekend so I guess it was a good thing I didn't have a plane ticket because I definitely wasn't flying anywhere. This SSC has made me nostalgic.  My very first spanking venture was to an SSC party, so that group definitely hold a special place in my heart.  First spanking trip to a party and first

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-17575125484094078522011-10-11T09:28:00.000-07:002011-10-11T09:28:44.035-07:00

With another SSC party just around the corner, I find myself thinking about the party scene.  Even though I won't be making this one, the nostalgia from past parties is in high gear. It seems to me that the people who go to parties can be generally divided into two broad groups.  There is one group (which I think is by far the much larger group) of people who go to have fun, connect with people

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-36104032994857754712011-09-24T13:18:00.000-07:002011-09-24T13:18:46.341-07:00

Yikes, I haven't written in here in forever!  Really it's because nothing has changed - no spankings to look forward to. It can be hard when my friends are all gearing up to go to something fun.  It isn't even so much the spanking I miss, but just meeting up with my friends.  Thankfully I have my sweet new dog (well he's not so new now at 7.5 months) to keep me entertained. I'm going through

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-23606362721438900472011-03-15T20:16:00.001-07:002011-03-15T20:19:55.266-07:00

This year when it comes to spanking I really AM at the edge of things.  It's very doubtful that I'll be going to any parties this year.  In some ways this makes me pull back from people in the spanking world; my friends, the forums, etc.  I just don't feel I have much to contribute and of course, I'm jealous when everyone else is getting all excited about the next big event.  It's not that I'm

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-26519071479543072342011-03-12T20:08:00.001-07:002011-03-12T20:08:42.435-07:00

Something

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-77159168615087465292011-02-05T20:31:00.001-07:002011-02-05T20:35:15.090-07:00

Well, I haven't written a blog post in ages.  There just really hasn't been much to say about spanking. It doesn't look like I will be able to make a spanking trip in 2011.  I just don't have the money.  I don't think lots of people realize just how expensive it is for me to travel from here.  Sometimes I get a little cranky when I hear someone complain about what, to me, seems like a really

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-37567219751573672192010-12-14T16:58:00.000-07:002010-12-14T16:58:01.858-07:00

Over on Fetlife there is a drama unfolding.  Honestly, it's like watching a car wreck and I can't help but keep watching it unfold.  Plus, it's hilarious.  Also, it's always nice to be proven right about something.  I love being right! Basically you have someone who has created two (who knows, maybe there are more) profiles and was actively using both profiles.  Seriously, this stuff takes time.

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-47234257110732199892010-10-11T08:16:00.001-07:002010-10-11T08:21:00.961-07:00

Just relaxing for a bit before I head out for the day.  I'm sightseeing and exploring a bit of Savannah on my own before heading back home. I've had a thoroughly enjoyable time as I always do with this particular group of people.  We get together and it's like no time has passed at all and everyone picks up like they were just together last week.  I really enjoy that comfortable feeling among

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-50174340015517976912010-10-04T22:11:00.000-07:002010-10-04T22:11:54.662-07:00

I know, I finally just finished writing about Shadowlane and now I'm off to the SSC (Southern Spanking Conference).  This year it's in Savannah so if I happen to get spanked, I'll be adding another state to my repertoire. This party holds a special place in my heart.  It was the very first spanking exposure I ever had and where I got my very first spanking.  The people who go are awesome and

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-9455770971393034802010-10-03T15:17:00.003-07:002010-10-03T18:34:28.054-07:00

I went into the Shadowlane party with some strong pre-conceived perceptions of how it was going to be based on stuff I had heard:  I was expecting this huge division between people and that there would be people I'd never even see as they were off at uber-secret parties that required code words and psychic super powers to know about.   I was expecting snotty attitudes and people to look down

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-90420004829130838262010-09-23T12:58:00.000-07:002010-09-23T12:58:56.183-07:00

I got up Monday and headed to the casino. It was a good base to run into people and say goodbye as people left.  :(  Goodbyes suck and it's sad to see everyone leaving.  I wasn't leaving until Tuesday because it was just a lot cheaper for me to leave Tuesday than Monday.  So I hung around, chatted with people as they left and gambled a little bit too. Sarahfl and Tony were going to see a show

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-49583821656963653932010-09-18T13:55:00.011-07:002010-09-18T17:56:57.253-07:00

I got up after only a few hours of sleep. My head was pounding. The room only had coffee and no tea so I headed down to the casino in search of some. I headed over to Seattle Best's coffee shop for chai tea latte. Yum! I got my tea and saw Rad sitting at one of the tables. I had chatted with him over coffee/tea the day before as well (while the naughty boy party was going on). Rad is a

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-76230575249588978462010-09-14T12:20:00.012-07:002010-09-15T19:33:12.554-07:00

Once again I found myself up after only a couple of hours of sleep and wandering the casino. Sarahfl was already at her spot at the bar playing video poker and shaking her assets at the bartender to get better service. She's a hoot, that one and very fun to be around. There's never a need to toss her under the bus, because she gladly throws herself under it.I hung out down there for a while

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-59143175226357843832010-09-12T19:17:00.003-07:002010-09-12T19:47:21.783-07:00

We left the vendor fair and ran into D and M. D was blathering on about some nonsense about me standing up M and needing to pay for it! Ya, ya. Whatever!We headed up to one of the suite parties and D got mouthy about someone/anyone needing to spank sweet me. She went on about how hurt her husband was and how he was too nice to do anything about it. Blah, blah, blah...totally over the top

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-13731623950843786052010-09-11T13:20:00.009-07:002010-09-11T18:57:30.312-07:00

I wandered down to the casino Friday mid-morning and immediately bumped into D and M who I met at the very first spanking party I went to and who are also members of FMS.Familiar faces! Yay!Soon a group was gathering and we decided to head to breakfast. The group got larger as more people joined in. I can't remember everyone who was there and/or if the name I knew them by was real or not so

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-11870415716310808822010-09-09T10:31:00.005-07:002010-09-09T12:40:48.991-07:00

I haven't figured out how I'm going to organize my writing about Shadowlane. Chronologically is logical, but everyone is writing chronologically it seems. In the end, it'll probably wind up being somewhat in order since things get to be so hard to remember.Leading up to the party I was more worried about the travel details than the actual party. Sure, I was plenty nervous about the party and

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-76923155673092145122010-09-07T00:14:00.004-07:002010-09-07T00:40:17.186-07:00

I'm sitting here in my hotel room in Vegas and just sort of winding down as I pack and get mostly ready for tomorrow's trek back to the spankless zone I call home. Just putting together some very vague and general impressions of this whole Shadowlane experience.This trip has been wonderful and I'm glad I came. Of course I'm running on virtually no sleep so I'm going to be in need of a vacation

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-31211507832669684802010-08-28T13:18:00.003-07:002010-08-28T13:44:59.051-07:00

According to my new countdown gadget on my desktop, I arrive in Vegas in 5 days 3 hours 55 minutes and 14 seconds (and going down). Where does the time go? When I booked the trip it seemed so far away and so safe. Now it's breathing down my neck!I'm excited. I'm nervous. I'm terrified.Then something surfaced from my brain that I had forgotten about. The full body scan requirement (or pat

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-54330176960834245062010-08-20T12:37:00.003-07:002010-08-20T12:57:19.490-07:00

I can't believe it is only 13 days until I leave for Shadowlane. Where does the time go? I've not accomplished a single thing on my to-do list (most of which revolves around weight) so I'm disappointed in myself.I really need this to be a success. I have Shadowlane and then the SSC in October. Then it looks like that will be it for the foreseeable future since my finances just aren't up to it

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-80740183786746594212010-07-02T12:12:00.007-07:002010-07-02T13:05:06.998-07:00

I have a weird thing about names. I don't know anyone else like this. I have no clue where it comes from and believe me that me and my over-analyzing self have analyzed it to death and come up with nada!Here it is. I have a hard time calling people by their name. I'll do it when I need to catch their attention, but I don't throw names in the conversation just to put their name out there. So

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-9330372208800732002010-06-21T09:35:00.003-07:002010-06-21T10:17:38.471-07:00

So I did decide to take the plunge and go ahead and book for Shadowlane. I have my ticket ordered, room reserved and flight down there all booked. I haven't yet booked a return ticket because I think I'm going to fly back a different carrier because I don't feel like leaving at 6am. Plus, I'm still not sure what day to come back.I'm not really sure why all of a sudden I just really want to go.

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-37650092146823257902010-06-17T15:37:00.004-07:002010-06-17T15:44:37.450-07:00

So, I've managed to get the idea of Shadowlane in my head. Now I really want to go.I've been busy pricing airline tickets, finding out about themes and dress codes and basically found out that my clothes for Florida would do me fine for Shadowlane as well. I was worried about having to buy clothes. This is good as I'm really not much of a costume girl. The accommodation there is cheap.

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-47142727077818694722010-06-13T09:05:00.003-07:002010-06-13T09:37:36.004-07:00

Okay more whining from me. I'm irritated so easily these days. I'll probably end up sounding like a snobby bitch, but oh well.Recently I was chatting to someone. The person lives rather far away and meeting wasn't really in the cards, but he seemed nice enough and articulate and heck, it's always nice to have new friends and just chat.Now almost immediately the pushing to meet started. I'm

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-32196554324027915852010-06-10T09:56:00.003-07:002010-06-10T12:16:58.200-07:00

Sometimes I feel like the biggest hypocrite in the world. Sometimes that feeling lands me in trouble.I have this idea in my head that because I really desperately want someone to look past things about me and see and like me for me and find me attractive (and want to spank me), that it is hypocritical of me to have any sort of standards of attraction or reject anyone. Who am I to be picky?

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-1221158842446350122010-06-08T10:14:00.003-07:002010-06-08T10:34:10.053-07:00

The FMS party reports are starting to come in and I have to admit I'm feeling green with envy and really wishing I had been there. I feel so left out. I'm sure that's probably compounded by my own horrific weekend. It was great that I had friends texting me with updates throughout the party -- that really was fun and made me sort of, kind of feel more a part of things.Don't get me wrong, I'm

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-35883576495593213852010-06-06T13:06:00.007-07:002010-06-06T15:21:42.433-07:00

Finding a spanker is hard even when you live somewhere where you have more choices. There are so many types of spanking and different approaches and finding someone on the same page with you can be hard. The spanko pool is shallow and then you have to weed it out further to find someone compatible.Where I live the pool is practically non-existent. It's more of a puddle that's almost dried up.

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-72241323956043022862010-06-01T11:00:00.005-07:002010-06-01T11:15:37.624-07:00

A few years back I briefly chatted with someone on yahoo email. Honestly, I'm not sure if I ended up talking with him from SIN or via yahoo360, but I'm thinking it was yahoo360.Anyhow, I ended up just ignoring him because basically he wasn't interested in talking, but rather constantly sending (unsolicited) his crappy spanking stories where he'd change the name to be yours (well ideally). In

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-10981702229031104522010-05-29T14:48:00.002-07:002010-05-29T14:51:22.870-07:00

I got spanked.It wasn't by a pure spanko guy, just a generally kinky guy.Hand and belt.Delicious warm and tingly bottom.I wasn't rejected as being too fat.I know; I'm checking to see if hell has frozen over too!Meanwhile, I'm enjoying the glow.

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-70178530109759873042010-05-26T12:06:00.002-07:002010-05-26T12:21:17.053-07:00

It's hard to find someone compatible. I know I long to find someone who really gets the whole spanking thing whether it be spanking on its own or combined with sex and other sexual touching. It's nice to have options.For me, I know that ultimately spanking does resonate sexually within me. Now, don't get me wrong, I absolutely can and do separate the fun types of spankings from sexual ones.

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-32393376344669501052010-05-22T12:26:00.005-07:002010-05-22T13:12:30.111-07:00

More and more lately I keep thinking it would be really nice to find someone in the general vicinity or who came up here semi-regularly to get some spanking action in with.There really aren't a lot of kinky people in my area and, of the ones there are, most seem to be women. As for spanking, usually if a guy has it listed as a kink, it's more that he has it in his repertoire of tricks and kinks

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-83570258567833729002010-05-10T08:00:00.000-07:002010-05-10T08:00:10.225-07:00

Recently I had a bit of a shock.Oddly enough, I am more open about my personal photo being shown on kink groups like FetLife than I am about it being displayed on my vanilla groups like Facebook. The reason for this is an annoying ex with stalker tendencies.Right now he doesn't know where I live (I've changed cities) and I like it that way. I don't like dealing with the hangup calls when he

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-88063383562756928962010-05-09T14:01:00.004-07:002010-05-09T14:30:01.011-07:00

It was my birthday about a month ago. After thinking about it a lot over the last few months I decided to use my birthday money to buy myself a Wii and Wii Fit.It's all well and good to say I'll go out and walk every day (for free), but the fact is, that I don't. I procrastinate until it's too dark and face it, for half the year here it's too icy, snowy and darned cold to go out and do it.

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-55727761201484577552010-05-05T13:54:00.001-07:002010-05-05T13:56:03.063-07:00

My Goddess status must have leaked out!Within 48 hours of my last blog post, my profile got selected as a "featured" profile on spankfinder.I'm sure every wing-nut on the planet will be mailing me now. Ha ha.

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-29145798196701117382010-05-01T16:09:00.010-07:002010-05-01T16:48:58.111-07:00

It's an odd thing, whenever the topic of how your spanking interest came about there is one point that I rarely, if ever, mention and I'm really not sure why. If I answer the question it's always with the standard pat answer of always being sort of intrigued by it.I definitely have a romantic view of spanking, no doubt fueled by having read a lot of really old Harlequin Romance novels in my

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-42122437227710955612010-04-05T10:08:00.005-07:002010-04-11T14:00:40.956-07:00

For the most part I'm pretty happy with who I am.I like me.I think I'm basically pretty nice and generally a pretty good person. I'm smart, have a good sense of humour and I'm not evil or overly cruel to people. I definitely have my faults, but a lot of those are self-directed. I'm really hard on myself - in part it's a defence mechanism; run myself down before someone else can do it because

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-77913389449427017352010-03-30T16:24:00.004-07:002010-03-31T15:32:29.078-07:00

All I have to say is...OH....MY....GOD.....The internet guy came Tuesday to get me all squared away. After work I called and canceled with the jackasses (I was smart and got my refund for being offline FIRST) Of course they tried to argue and convince me not to go. It didn't work.Like any good "practically vanilla" girl, I made sure there were no incriminating web pages open or anything

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-37742939559514323922010-03-27T18:35:00.010-07:002010-03-28T11:31:46.084-07:00

I'm FINALLY back online. Yes, I've been offline for over 2 weeks while my ISP acted like butt-heads. I'm majorly pissed, let me tell you. Iggy on a rampage is not a pretty site...plus there is the whole internet withdrawal thing!Basically my modem starting acting up and cutting out on me so I couldn't stay online for very long. As time got on it was getting worse and worse so if I did crazy

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-88752432802140426742010-03-21T09:00:00.000-07:002010-03-21T09:00:01.270-07:00

They've been heavily advertising an eHarmony free weekend on TV lately. One of their slogans is something along the lines of "Are you ready for love?". I forget if that's it exactly cuz I'm never paying that much attention, but my response is always "Screw love, I'd just like to get spanked once in a while!"

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-13220080010587500752010-03-20T12:20:00.003-07:002010-03-20T12:42:12.872-07:00

My internet modem is on the fritz. I've been having connectivity issues for a couple of weeks...tried calling a couple of times and got cut off and then didn't feel like jumping through hoops again (I hate those voice prompt systems) right away. Anyhow, it got so bad I couldn't stay online for longer than 5 minutes. I finally managed to get through and got a new modem authorized and on its

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-15975463870672399342010-03-07T17:51:00.003-07:002010-03-07T17:56:03.026-07:00

I've been having trouble accessing my blog for the last few days. I kept getting this come up where I'd try to go to my page:error report "access denied" by access control listOf course my immediate reaction was that I had been blacklisted for having a kinky blog. Realistically, I realize it's a text blog and not one with tons of hits so it's not like there's a huge amount of people complaining

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-9255070537726735062010-02-28T12:22:00.013-07:002010-02-28T14:40:28.783-07:00

I am going to preface this by saying that these are my opinions and they aren't going to change because someone thinks I am wrong. I'm sure many of you will have different opinions on the matter. My opinions aren't wrong, they are mine and I'm entitled to them and this is my blog and I can express them!From time to time on various forums I go to, the topic of bratting comes up. Invariably, no

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-17574807723805729262010-02-20T18:35:00.006-07:002010-02-20T22:26:15.406-07:00

Well I'm sick again. This time I dragged my butt to the doctor and got penicillin for strep throat. I also got a new prescription for my inhalers since the ones I've been using have been expired for about 2 years. I avoid it, the one inhaler is fine, but the corticosteroid one is almost $100 for an inhaler (and if you use it like they tell you to, it doesn't even last a month - I tend to only

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-42102572206176576342010-02-07T22:25:00.006-07:002010-02-07T22:51:46.962-07:00

Well, I've had a whole bunch of blog topics floating about in my head and haven't written about any of them. I get these entire posts in my head and then don't feel like actually writing them down (or I'm just too lazy) and I'm still not writing about any of those!My best friend is coming out here on Friday. We've been best friends since we were 8 years old even though she moved away when we

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-1486745351402134292010-01-23T19:53:00.006-07:002010-01-23T22:46:47.180-07:00

I'm such a hip and happening chick. I'm totally on board with everyone's kinks. "Live and let live", I always say or "Don't knock it 'til you've tried it."Okay, anyone who knows me probably has their jaw on the ground thinking "She isn't serious???"I guess I'm just not a free-spirited, let things be what they'll be, adventurous, try anything once type of girl. I'm probably more along the lines

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-80302307586439081552010-01-03T20:43:00.008-07:002010-01-03T21:12:17.680-07:00

I'm back home. The holidays weren't particularly festive for me. Dad had his bladder removed on the 18th and I made it down there by the 22nd. They released him from the hospital on the 24th. Of course nothing was planned for Christmas so it was all scrambly and Dad wasn't really feeling very well and won't be for a long time yet. Having major body parts unceremoniously yanked out will do

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-58280425562822436362009-12-05T17:06:00.000-07:002009-12-05T17:07:24.245-07:00

I know lots of people don't agree with me on message etiquette. There are many people who think that every message that you get on a spanking or fetish site should be responded to as the polite thing to do. I don't agree. For one thing, almost all the sites require that you have some sort of profile when you join. It doesn't mean you have a personal ad out there where you are actively seeking

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-71627534053949243222009-11-29T18:23:00.003-07:002009-11-29T18:58:45.283-07:00

In my life spanking definitely falls in the category of a luxury item. In order to get it, it costs money (travel, time away from work, etc.). There isn't a local spanking scene and the closest place where one could reasonably be found is the nearest large city (where I don't know of any spankos anyhow), but it is still several hours away. I don't have a partner, vanilla or otherwise who will

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-87072723491091959382009-11-01T17:13:00.012-07:002009-11-01T18:06:08.465-07:00

I've been sick this past week - killer sore throat, swollen glands, fever, nausea. Thankfully it hasn't been in my respiratory system. I kept my germy self at home and slept, slept, slept and slept some more. Some days I slept 20 hours! I've been living on a diet of rice cakes, pretzels and tea because anything else would just flare up the nausea. So it hasn't been the best of weeks for me.

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-48507652415375448952009-10-29T18:12:00.008-07:002009-10-29T18:29:40.429-07:00

I've been thinking a lot about my last blog post - read: obsessing. I've been trying to figure out why this is bothering me so much right now. I even posted it over on my favourite forum so I could think about it some more.I think part of it is that I can't ever just leave well enough alone - I have to pick at it until it starts bleeding and keep on picking at it. I go to a spanking event, I

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-69809101794228482032009-10-25T14:01:00.012-07:002009-10-29T15:41:22.173-07:00

In some ways I think I really suck at being a bottom. There are certain accepted standards of the way a spanking scenario should go at its very basic level.1. Spanking is "earned" (either real or playfully)2. Spanking is decided upon as course of "correction"3. There may or may not be some protestations and struggle (physical or verbal)4. Spankee gives in5. Spanking occurs6. Spankee

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-75423612713198759832009-10-13T08:00:00.002-07:002009-10-13T08:00:04.809-07:00

Bonnie, over at My Bottom Smarts invites bloggers to participate in an annual "Love our Lurkers Day" event. That day is today!!ALL HAIL THE LURKERS!!!!On this day, spanko bloggers far and wide pay homage to the their faithful lurkers -- those people who do not comment on the blogs, but nevertheless stop by and read. Lurkers are people too and important to our community! This day is for you!!

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I didn't think it was going to hit me, but it hit me hard this afternoon.Funny how you can go from such a high to such a low so quickly. This too shall pass, but in the mean time I feel bad. I guess that's the price of admission.*sigh*

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-74290949815599332812009-09-28T19:38:00.003-07:002009-09-29T12:11:02.430-07:00

Well, I just got back from the SSC spanking party. I had such a good time. Good people, good times, lovely area, and good spankings by talented Tops. Can't beat that combination. It was a wonderful mix of people. Lots of laughter and lots and lots of spankings.Sometimes I surprise myself and this party was one of them. My very first spanking at the SSC was from R and it was 3 strokes of a

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-5169302593585270992009-09-23T14:39:00.004-07:002009-09-23T14:47:14.898-07:00

Just waiting and getting ready to leave for the airport to start my trek down South to Gatlinburg!I'm all packed, showered and dressed. Just need to do my hair and brush my teeth and then head to the airport. Luckily it's a small airport so only one flight will be going out and it's only a 7 minute drive so I don't need to leave hours before my flight. Usually I still get there way too early

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-59093432940826846182009-09-16T15:51:00.006-07:002009-09-16T16:21:33.728-07:00

When I went the FMS Beach Party for some spanking fun this summer, I ended up discussing the diet group with Todd & Suzy from the American Spanking Society. They have a spanking diet group and it seems to work for some people.Now, let me say this, I am most definitely not a discipline girl. I don't crave it, want it or fantasize about discipline spankings. Sure there is an element to it that

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-26146339498764070822009-09-14T13:58:00.008-07:002009-09-14T14:38:40.528-07:00

As excited about the upcoming spanking party as I am - my excitement seems to get overshadowed by pre-party anxiety. It's starting to hit me big time. All my doubts, fears, and what-if scenarios with the worst possible outcome are dancing through my mind.I'm really excited about seeing some friend I haven't seen in quite a while and of course disappointed that other friends aren't going to be

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-8757918007360889322009-09-12T12:36:00.004-07:002009-09-12T16:44:30.643-07:00

Spankings soon for me, maybe. I can't believe I leave for my Tennessee trip in 11 days. I've been going through clothes trying to figure out what I'll bring - I'd like to just bring my smallest suitcase. (This time I'll make sure I have clothes in my carry-on since last time they lost my luggage - both ways!) This process also necessitates carefully going through my panty drawer and deciding

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-55393911638922375342009-09-09T17:59:00.004-07:002009-09-09T18:10:47.002-07:00

You'd think a spanking dream would be nice, but apparently not in my house!I went to bed last night with my stomach hurting. Tummy aches seem to lead to nightmares for some odd reason. So I had a spanking nightmare last night.I dreamt I was going to the SSC, in fact I'd already left and was there. The place was way different looking than the actual SSC venue and most of the people were

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-45134055661959254512009-09-07T11:21:00.008-07:002009-09-07T16:08:36.931-07:00

One thing that really bugs me is liars. I don't mean silly little online fibs like using a screen name or misrepresenting your location - people can have very good reasons (like safety or privacy) for not divulging that information right away or slightly changing it for anonymity. I'm thinking more on the lines of lying about spanking experience to prospective partners. There does seem to be

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-29512056412670486612009-09-02T21:44:00.009-07:002009-09-02T22:19:07.015-07:00

In my world, when I hear the initials SSC my mind immediately jumps to "SouthernSpanking Conference". This is a private party that is hosted by some friends of mine. It is also the event at which I got my first ever adult spanking. The next party is in 3 weeks! (well I leave here in 3 weeks anyhow).I got to thinking about the difference in the spanking me now compared to when I first went to

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-37145533204826080922009-08-29T13:26:00.006-07:002009-08-29T16:30:36.489-07:00

Been going through some difficult stuff lately. My spanking desire right now is less than zero. I mainly go into my spanking sites just to keep that routine going because I know if I stop going, that going back later will be hard for me. I get that feeling of being a stranger and walking into a crowded room where everyone else is already familiar with the other people and I'm the outsider. So

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-5813610532012906112009-08-09T18:40:00.003-07:002009-08-09T19:08:46.983-07:00

Sometimes I think I sound like a broken record. I go over the same spanking issues over and over in my mind and just when I think I've got things sorted out I have to pick at it and start wondering about it all over again.I don't know if there is a spanko alive who questions their very spanko-ness more than I do. Most of the time it seems like I am convinced that I am not one - that I'm some

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-72749596339126077132009-08-04T12:12:00.004-07:002009-08-04T12:39:56.252-07:00

I think flirting is an art form or some sort of skill. If there is a gene that controls flirting behaviour, I think I missed out.I suck at flirting, both regular and spanko. Not only can't *I* do it, I don't even recognize it when it's being done to me. I'm the girl that is completely oblivious when someone likes her and if someone comes right out and tells me that so-and-so likes me, I never

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-89930178641711081342009-07-19T20:58:00.008-07:002009-07-19T21:21:41.688-07:00

Well that sporny feeling is totally gone and been replaced with that dark place that occasionally happens. I know exactly why it is, but I can't help how I feel.My brother and his girlfriend just had their second baby. Ya, ya I know I'm SUPPOSED to be all happy and gushing and over-the-moon and all that crap, but I'm not. Chances are I'll rarely, if ever, see the kid. My brother lives at the

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-11672572554648303532009-07-14T14:57:00.003-07:002009-07-14T15:19:44.656-07:00

OH my god. I don't know if it is hormonal or what, but I'm so freaking sporny (my word for spanking-horny) that I could just die!How bloody long is it til Sept 25???I should probably be spanked for signing on to fetlife from work too. I don't usually go to kinky sites while I'm at work, but I blame the sporniness!!Just sharing my misery.GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-10375111591447199632009-07-08T12:05:00.008-07:002009-07-08T12:57:38.434-07:00

I'm not sure why this topic has been popping around in my head the last couple of weeks, but it keeps cropping up in my thoughts. It's an odd thing because I don't self spank. I won't say I've never done it because I have when I was newer to the online spanking world and still trying to figure out what it was I really wanted and desperately trying to find an online top. Ultimately my endeavours

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-36643041647515267982009-06-30T19:28:00.008-07:002009-06-30T20:28:17.203-07:00

Is there a spankee alive who isn't hit with the curiousity-bug?I tend to be curious by nature, but at the same time I'm also super cautious and tend to think things through way too much. Sometimes the latter is a bad thing because I can slam up walls against things without giving it a fair shot. I get this idea in my head that I am not willing to try something and that is that and it can take a

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-47704490153622552382009-06-19T12:15:00.013-07:002009-06-20T13:09:13.107-07:00

Poor Siege was trying to track down his wife and looked pretty annoyed when he discovered her cell phone was turned off. You should have seen his face when he noticed her cell phone on the desk! Munchkin and I helpfully pointed out how naughty she was. We're just helpful like that. Meanwhile Zed called trying to find out if the hotel restaurant was still open as he was trying to track down

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-53126892611398727622009-06-18T12:15:00.006-07:002009-06-18T12:59:16.306-07:00

It seems to me that anyone who starts a post or a comment with the words "I don't want to be rude..." means to be just that. If they didnt, it wouldn't occur to them to use a disclaimer and yet they plunge on and say whatever rude thing they were going to say anyhow, knowing full-well that what they are about to say is going to be hurtful. Somehow they seem to think they covered themselves of any

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-80661032111297441512009-06-17T11:27:00.005-07:002009-06-17T12:57:20.749-07:00

Friday was the official start of the FMS, but loads of people were already there. Registration wasn't until 3 so I had some time to kill before then.My phone went off around 9 when someone sent me a text message. I ignored it for about 20 minutes or so before getting up and getting ready for the day. The message was from munchkin who was letting me know she was going to the hot tub. The poor girl

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-79976705339453537882009-06-16T10:14:00.015-07:002009-06-16T12:53:57.210-07:00

The trek to Tampa is a long one. I have to fly from here to Vancouver - 1.5 hour flight, then to Toronto - 4.5 hr flight (do customs in Toronto) and then fly to Tampa (2.5 hr flight) plus I have the wait times in the airport. I try to make it reasonable, but I don't want to miss a fight because one of my flights was slightly late. I think I had a 2 hour layover in Vancouver and 3 in Toronto (

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-61739311828043151872009-06-15T18:45:00.007-07:002009-06-15T20:08:47.386-07:00

One of the things I came back from Florida/FMS knowing is that I had to do something about my diet/weight and the sooner the better. I've been battling it for a while and although I've had my good periods (have even been at the point where I was down close to 30 pounds), I keep running into difficulty, disappointment and self-sabotage.I hate to say "this time will be different" because I say

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-38340923305208498002009-06-12T14:25:00.002-07:002009-06-12T14:46:07.149-07:00

I guess I always thought when people referred to having their bottom throb that they were using a little bit of literary license. I never for a moment considered that this was a real phenomenon.So, imagine my surprise when about 3/4 of the way through the FMS my poor battered bottom developed a pulse! This is the oddest sensation. The buttocks literally throbs to the pulse beat.

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-4827246920405500502009-06-11T11:06:00.009-07:002009-06-11T11:49:51.576-07:00

I tend to combine my spanko vacation with my family obligations vacation...well obviously I don't do them both at the same time, but I go and do MY thing and then come visit my family.It's a strange thing because naturally there are questions about MY time and obviously I'm not giving full disclosure on that part of things. So I spend a week having to censor what I say and what I talk about and

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-84853909377142461882009-06-10T11:10:00.004-07:002009-06-10T11:26:36.980-07:00

Every year when I see my friends Zed/RG and Ginger/Sarah_Thorne I am fascinated by the entity known as the Canadian Prison Strap that Zed has. Every year I watch in fascination as the spankees literally line up waiting for a turn with this formidable implement.And formidable it is. Because I am not a heavy player I had doubts that it could be applied gently enough for me, but I would sit

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-29101439778898455842009-06-09T23:32:00.002-07:002009-06-09T23:48:15.704-07:00

These are things I learned in Florida:1. Cheating is totally okay2. I may as well swear, since I'll get spanked for it either way.3. Tops are total bullies, but I love them anyhow (shhhhh, don't tell 'em)4. A butt actually has it's own pulse point if it gets spanked enough -- the throbbing/pulsing sensation is wickedly cool.5. I tend to laugh harder the closer I get to my limit (and get

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-75074714352405095662009-06-05T11:39:00.003-07:002009-06-05T11:57:36.885-07:00

I made it safe and sound. It's a long tiring trip. I was so tired when I went through customs in Toronto that when he asked me the purpose of my trip, I almost said "I'm going to a spanking convention". Thank goodness I realized, mid-sentence, what I was about to say and changed it to "vacation". Then he acted like it was all bizarre that I'd be traveling by myself to go on vacation. What,

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-77410417823805350052009-06-02T12:03:00.003-07:002009-06-02T12:17:03.747-07:00

Okay, the nervous excitement has hit BIG time! I'm literally bouncing off the walls. I can't sit still or concentrate and I have to pee every 2 seconds it seems.*pant pant pant*My first flight leaves (at the time of this writing) in just under 32 hours. The flights (and connecting flights for the last 2 days) have all been on time. Not that I'm obsessively checking every detail...nope, not me

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-61142769573215724702009-05-30T14:52:00.001-07:002009-05-30T14:53:06.484-07:00

Well the hair cut and style turned out really nice, so at least I don't have to go with a mushroom-head.

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-5288725026592453352009-05-30T11:58:00.003-07:002009-05-30T12:09:07.785-07:00

I woke up with a headache today and I'm just generally out of sorts. It didn't help that I weighed myself this morning and am at my highest weight ever. Now, I'm right back to not wanting to go to the FMS at all.I guess it'd be easier if I was actually going WITH someone and had someone to hang around with. I'm going by myself and staying by myself and my fear is that I'm just going to end up

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-87378113368410693352009-05-28T20:55:00.002-07:002009-05-28T21:06:32.289-07:00

It's amazing. In less than a week I'm heading to Florida.I head out Wednesday, June 3. I leave around 8 PM. So I'll work all day, head home, have quick shower and change and try to grab something to eat, if I can possibly eat anything (since they no longer give you anything other than a tiny bag of pretzels or crackers or something) and then head to the airport to begin my journey south.I get

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-55693328787015186622009-05-23T15:10:00.013-07:002009-05-24T12:20:17.433-07:00

On one of the boards I frequent, there was a recent discussion about embarrassing crushes or something like that (or music artists you are embarrassed to have liked). Something like that anyhow, I'm too lazy to go find the thread to see what it was exactly about. Anyhow, mine was Shaun Cassidy. My goodness did I think that Hardy Boy was hot!This got me to thinking about a short-lived TV show I

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-33584609940652946662009-05-17T00:32:00.002-07:002009-05-17T00:38:53.367-07:00

The temperature is plummeting and there is a snow warning in effect.Man, I am so tired of snow. We've had snow for months and months. For a long time my entire view from my apartment window was just a white pile of snow (seriously, I couldn't see anything else). Snow always starts out as so magical, but eventually it loses it charm!The FMS is coming up. I had set a weight loss goal for it

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-43613642756265010562009-05-05T20:33:00.004-07:002009-05-05T20:37:07.230-07:00

Paragraph breaks are a wonderful thing. They make reading a long missive much easier.I tend to stop reading when there are no breaks since it gets hard to keep my place. Plus, I'm just curmudgeony that way and it gets on my nerves and I get so distracted by the lack of breaks that I can't concentrate on the words in front of me.I shouldn't complain. Left to my own devices I'd write one giant

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-59525583164513022472009-05-04T19:13:00.002-07:002009-05-04T19:18:06.899-07:00

I get these brilliant blog topics that pop into my head and I just MUST write a blog about them. Of course these topics pop into my head when I am either not anywhere near a computer or not at a computer that I can use for blogging. I end up writing the blog post in my head. I can tell you that they are well-crafted pieces of art!When I finally get the chance to get on my blog, I've usually

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-19169003879627995952009-04-19T18:06:00.002-07:002009-04-19T18:25:56.561-07:00

I added a countdown ticker to the top of my page. I'm trying to generate enthusiasm for the upcoming FMS Tropical Beach Party in June. Last year it seemed that there was no talk leading up to the event (at least anywhere I go to) and I sort of had a blah feeling going into it. This year I'd like to go with a bit more enthusiasm so hopefully it'll help me get there in an upbeat mood and allow

iggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01928949317449807726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658399099717536418.post-37603407361948448742009-04-04T20:21:00.006-07:002009-04-04T21:21:13.310-07:00

I haven't been blogging too much of late. Life sometimes has a way of coming at you with waves of foul negativity.My dad was diagnosed with bladder cancer. From all the initial reports we were basically told to expect the worst outcome for that type of cancer. Scary. And there is something very soul numbing to hear your father tell you that he is scared. Of course fathers DO get scared, but

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Last night I was chatting with a friend of mine about my irritation with certain forms of writing styles you encounter on BDSM boards (and to a lesser extent spanking boards). I blogged about it recently - the slashy type of writing and strange capitalization, etc. etc.I seriously skip authors who write this way and if a thread has several people writing that way then I'll skip the entire thread.

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I was looking at the calendar today and the date was ringing some sort of bell in the back of my mind. It took me a few minutes to figure it out.I quit smoking 8 years ago today when I marched forth (March 4) into a smoke-free lifestyle.I remember a time when I could tell you exactly how long I had been quit, to the second. Quitting and craving was at the top of my brain all the time and it

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There are certain words that you run across quite often when you frequent spanking forums or groups. Some of them annoy the crap out of me.I absolutely detest "gurl". I can't stand the way it looks and I just think of a preteen when I see it. It drives me bonkers. When someone uses it, I want to hit them. (I'm fine with "girl" though)Another one I hate is "huggles". Ack...just strangle me!

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On one of the boards where I participate I described a spanking encounter as a "spanking minuet". I really think it's an apt description. It IS a dance with moves and counter-moves. The spankee says, "you'd never spank me!" and the spanker counters by daring to. The spankee pleads for it to stop and the spanker keeps right on spanking. It's a subtle dance and relies a lot on knowing your partner

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I don't get these posts you see quite often on message boards and social networking groups that are basically a cattle call. Usually they go something like: "I am a very young, barely legal, cutie who is looking for my first spanking and I'm just willing to let anyone spank my ass. Oh please, who will take on this daunting challenge and help out this complete naive and oh so very young new

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It's funny how often it happens that I get an idea for a spanking blog topic and then as I'm reading other peoples' blogs I find that someone has just written about something similar. It must be something in the air. Sometimes I'll write about it anyhow, but usually I'll shelve the topic for a while until it makes its way back up to the top of my head.I had a topic I wanted to write about on

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I am such a gweeb.I suffer from a bit of social anxiety disorder (especially for new social situations). I work on it and I'm definitely improving. For a long time I had a real hard time even making a phone call to someone I know. I still get nervous about it, but I manage to make the call quite quickly whereas before I would sometimes have to psych myself up for hours beforehand (say to order a

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It was almost guaranteed that I'd have nightmares or weird dreams last night. I do it to myself, but I just can't resist. A&E has shows that fascinate me, but at the same time scare me or creep me out.One show is "Paranormal State". Sometimes it creeps me out, other times not so much. This airs on Mondays (they usually do 4 thirty minute segements). On Wednesdays the creep-factor show is "The

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Lately I've become a sentimental sap. I cry at almost every movie I watch. I just finished watching "Lars and the Real Girl" which is a sweet story about a guy who buys a realdoll and presents her as his girlfriend. He's got emotional issues he's working through. The small town he lives in accepts him and her in a very sweet way. At the end of the movie he lets the doll die. Okay, it's a

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It seems to me that a lot of lip-service is paid to the concept of tolerance. We are supposed to be tolerant of kinks in general. In general though, it seems that what is really meant is "you need to be tolerant of MY kinks" or " You need to be tolerant of the heavier or edgier kinks."In the BDSM world, quite often spanking is dismissed as "just spanking". I think that's a form of intolerance. In

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I'm going to apologize from the get-go here. I don't have any idea of what I am going to write about, but I just have an urge to write so, I'm just going to ramble and see where it takes me. I'm sure this will wander all over the place and won't have any coherent focus. Alas, sometimes this is just the way it is. I'll have to come up with a title when I'm finished and find out where this little

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iggy is sort of a strange nickname and it's gender-neutral, so how did I end up with this moniker?Therein lies a tale, albeit not an incredibly interesting one!For anyone who ever wondered, here is the tale of the origins of 'iggy'.When I was first dipping my toe into the online world of spanking I needed to come up with a nickname. I was smart enough to not just use my nickname that I use in

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In the romance department I'm not generally the swoony type who craves tons of attention, lavish gifts, etc. Too much adoration makes me uncomfortable. I probably should work on that. I do, however, like at least a little bit of notice.Most Valentine's Days have come and gone without me having a significant other on that date. When I have had an "other" on Valentine's Day I usually ended up

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