Friday, May 9, 2014

Survey Results: Solace

So the results of my Flash Survey weren't a landslide in any direction, rather a tie; plus a close second. For the record, I am honestly surprised that no one choose option 4, Tax Day at the Post OfficeOn the surface I am certain that subject could have been perceived as a dull story; when in fact it is one of the more unique stories within the choices. 

Since we have a tie, I will be the tie-breaker. Since I have been in a certain mood I shall choose:

• Seeking Solace on a Deeper Level •

Let us begin:
I have asked this question before and I will ask it again, but now on a deeper level.
"Am I the only one seeking solace?"

Last week I was there again. Another stress-filled week with long no-end-in-sight days. What is one to do in times like this? Find a release. Find an outlet. Diffuse the pressure.

Alcohol, chocolate, junk food or for some exercise.

Well, my "drug" of choice…
my jonesing is for…
         my uncontrollable urge...
...all lead in one direction….

Yes, the overwhelming desire to put a young lady over my lap and spank some firm sense into her tight ass. 

Not a simple and quick spanking, but rather a precise and thorough hiding. I have found that a progression of layered punishment works best. A spanking beginning over her taut panties. Cotton-spandex stretched to its limit only to eventually fail its job; releasing an ample target of pale, untanned skin. From the clapping echoing sound of tender flesh disciplined, to the sound of spoilt whimpering, to the visual bursts of flying hair and kicking feet; all aid in helping find my solace.

However, there are days when even this is not enough! When her spoiled, ungrateful, petty attitude takes center stage; I then seek solace on a much deeper level. 

Often times, punishment and discipline hold their own. Other times, like these, desire carries me over the edge. 

After her ass is reddened, warmed over and throbbing; that is when my full lust surfaces. Flipped over onto her feet for a mere moment and then bent over. That is when I unzip my pants and find what truly soothes the soul. 

On days like these, I madly pull cloth out of the way and release my stiff erection like a bullet ready to strike. Placing my large hands on your very pale naked cheeks I slowly spread tender flesh apart. I pause for a second to confirm my target and then push myself in to you... just enough. 

Just enough so that the head of my solid erection enters you and then I stop. Just far enough so you realize my full thickness. This small gesture, this pause, will be the only solitary respite you will experience as I will submit to my lust and completely cease to be a gentleman from this point forward.

Your momentary shock and hope for something gentle will instantly disappear. Today I will not be a gentleman. No foreplay, no caresses. No gentleness. Today it will be raw. This is the conclusion of my frustration as I pound you as gently as a jackhammer. Your pouting will be my motivation to keep going. Your tightness a pure pleasure. Some other time and place I would have waited for you to go first, but today it will be about me and my desires. My only thoughts of slowing down will be the fleeting thoughts of resisting the urge to explode in you too suddenly. The progression of your bitchiness quickly disappearing as your pouting grows ever louder; your submission becoming clearer with every thrust. The will to not finish, not finish until I have made clear my message... 

Again I will ask, I can't be the only one who gets this uncontrollable urge am I?
Someone tell me I am not alone.


  1. Wow, really hot post. But I have a question--who is this strange woman who *hopes* for something gentle???

  2. Glad you liked it Autumn.

    Thanks for stopping by. Always appreciate comments especially from the female perspective.

    This "strange woman", well I have know quite a few.
    In fact, my tastes and attitude has often led to me being considered the "strange" one.

  3. I don't know of any one who would want it to be gentle.

  4. Thanks for commenting Patricia.
    As I said, always appreciate genuine female perspectives.


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