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MBS Spanko Brunch: Switching

Apologies again for the lack of posting...between her moving, and my own extracurricular committments it's been a busy busy week!

Question posed by Bonnie...

"Do you and your partner ever switch roles? If so, is it a fifty-fifty arrangement or an occasional change of pace? Do you each have a preferred role?"

We switch, so much in fact it's never clear who's getting the next spanking!

I enjoy giving the spankings at least as much as I like to get them. Most of my kink background has been in the femdom area, and much of our relationship is with her on top...but that doesn't affect how I enjoy smacking her ass. I get a deep satisfaction out of turning her bottom nice and rosy, and even more out of the wiggles, squirms, and even curses I get out of her when I get down to business. It's just lovely!

Fortunately, I'm blessed with a friend and partner who's willing to step outside her normal comfort zone and spank ME. When we first began to date, she told me a few times she could never imagine spanking the man in a relationship...but just this past Friday I got quite a thorough backside warming. I don't think it ranks high on her favorite activities list...but that doesn't seem to stop her from getting me regularly!

Thanks again for a nice question, Bonnie...can't wait to see what comes next week!

Thanks for everyone who's been keeping up on our adventures, and hopefully you'll get more reading fodder (including her account of my recent spanking) very soon!

---Him

Common Thoughts

He and I are actually going through a lot of the same thought processes lately.

For the longest time I thought I was a submissive and I could never domme a man, nor could I EVER imagine myself spanking one. But since he has come into my life, I have drastically changed. My need for control in regular life routines has crossed over into my romantic life, and even occasionally into the bedroom. Two areas of my life where I thought were completely submissive.

I just find myself unwilling to completely submit. I would rather continue doing what I want while controlling what He does. What helped me realize this was His complete, continuing cooperation in exploring all sides of ourselves.

He did recently officially submit to me. No collaring process or anything, it was just us sitting around talking about what we wanted, and for now it includes me having the veto power!

Strangely, he still has power over my social life. Hrm.

So next weekend we're going to a Halloween party. We had discussed going as a BDSM couple, Miss Piggy & Kermit, and those options just weren't jumping out at us. After a brainstorming session, He came up with Pepe LePeu and his kitty lover.
He'll most likely end up not doing much of the drinking, and I will!!! That's alright. His purpose there will be to protect me and take care of His Mistress. I think all in all we'll have a good time.

Here's to healthy lifestyles!

-Her

Switch Deluxe

Hi all. I've got an interesting development in our relationship to relay to everyone. Essentially, I've taken on the role as the primary submissive in the relationship.

We had a running conversation over the last couple weeks about submission and dominance. I've been feeling more frisky lately, and been frustrated when my attempts to dom her ended up with me pissed at such a disobediant brat and her frustrated that I'm not pushing her buttons very well.

She's also been gradually putting her foot down more, being more dominant in situations where she wants her way. Somewhere along the way she realized I was more than happy to obey her when she got all bossy with me. Even if that meant taking the lead in bed (not always my favorite).

Early last week, I kept making hints and asking permission for things during a chat. The results were amazing, in my eyes. She took right over from me, becoming micro-managing, demanding, and not allowing me any sexual relief. This put me into 7th heaven, since I don't get this sort of treatment from my sugar very often. The tighter she held onto control (forbidding me to look at other girls, keeping a notebook of infractions, sending me to bed, making me get up at a certain time) the deeper I went into sub-space.

Until we had a long chat one day in which I confessed how much I enjoyed and craved submitting to her. How much I liked her having the final say over things, how I liked knowing I was accountable to her. She told me while she enjoyed being dominated in bed, it drove her insane to have to obey someone else's orders. And how "fun" she found bossing me around.

So...the tentative arrangement was me submitting to her in general, full time. While nothing changes too much in our ordinary way of things, she does get final say. I'm obligated to listen to her instructions more closely. The "no looking" rule has been made permanent, and I'm not allowed to touch myself without her permission (and not allowed to ask for it either!).

I know there will be plenty of times she will need me to take the lead, and I embrace that as much as I embrace having to explain why I spent time looking at a classmate's feet. However, I feel so good about my new role, so happy that she official has control over me. The day after this arrangement I woke up so turned on...and so thrilled I had to control myself and stay horny for her.

I only hope I can make this as pleasurable for her as it is for me!

---Him

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So...I'm a lil annoyed at the moment. She just chewed my hiney out for not sticking to pushups, or getting this post done earlier in the day. This is where my sub side goes to war with my "I just wanna do what I want" side.

It's tricky, too. I try to build myself into a dom role to handle her the way she likes...but then it backfires when her "I want things my way" side flares up, and I'm not exactly able to fight off her instructions. Aggravating.

This past week when she visited, I jumped her just about right away. I took her upstairs and tied her to my bed, having her suck me before I fucked her fast and hard, totally taking her for my pleasure. Then I left her, still cuffed to the bed, and went back to work. She freed herself, of course...and that was all there was to it.

We had some fun the next two days, her taking the lead mostly in bed. I was ridden quite a bit, which I've discovered is my favorite position. I was even tied up to the bed, clothespinned, during one of those rounds. THAT was an intense event.

I'm vaguely puzzled by continuing trouble getting hard for her in missionary or doggie positions. I don't understand the problem...or even if there is one. Either way, I think we have our fun.

Till next time...

---Him

Meeting in the country

So we decided to meet between where we live from each other, in a small town community, to see a movie together and spend some time with each other after I had been out of the area for the past 3 days and had NO outside communication. Apparently he had been going crazy not being able to contact me, and I returned to find a good 2 handfuls of emails from him telling me how much he missed me and how he was annoyed he couldn't even tell me the smallest thing, like that he'd gotten a haircut. How flattering :)

I'm finding it more and more confusing, mentally, trying to figure out what exactly I want most of the time. I'm finding more and more that I really am a switch. Sometimes I'm wanting to jump him on the spot, tie him down and have my way with him. But then other times I just want him to hold me down, kiss me forcefully and just have his fun with me.

-Yes, I do admit to having a rape fantasy... but what woman doesn't?-

During the movie I decided I'd tease and torture him a little bit. There was only one couple in there besides us and I thought it would be really fun to have a wriggling, squirmy boy in the seat next to me. So I made sure to tickle his sides, his belly, his underarms, and I even reached a hand up his shorts to tickle his privates that he was silly enough to leave sans underwear. And he wanted to do that for the thrill of having no underwear. I gave him his thrill. Even afterwards, when we were just hanging out in my car, I had my fun tickling him and teasing him. From licking and kissing his neck to licking and sucking and breathing gently into his ear, he and I worked ourselves up to the point we were considering finding a secluded area. But we thought better of it and just left the teasing to what it was.

As fun as it was having the upper hand in the whole teasing thing... I had the strongest desire for him to take me into the back seat - leave all clothes on - lay on top of me, make out with me, grope and squeeze and tease my breasts, play with my oh-so-sensitive neck, wrap his strong, manly hand around my throat and squeeze as he kisses me. I really do get amazingly turned on when he starts choking me. Unfortunately this didn't play out - I wasn't surprised, considering the circumstances - but I still have the fantasy, and someday it will come true!

-Her