So I was thinking of writing a short for a spanking anthology. Sure, I can do that. I can write a mean smut. I know this, because my best friend says so–it must be true. Therefore, I can handle this, right? I even have an awesome plot lined up.
Well, this it way harder than I thought. I’ve been researching, as with anything I write, and I just don’t feel the love. Sure, there are aspects of BDSM that appeal to me. I mean, every girl has that rape fantasy, right? Of course. Goes without saying.
And the, “On your knees, Bitch” thing that just makes chicks hot as hell…
Nipple clamps? Where do I sign up?
But the submissive, “Yes, Master. Sir. Your Royal Assholeness” what-have-you; that stuff makes me want to kill instead of fluff towels. I am much more likely to knock you down and step on your face than beg for mercy.
But would I want a man who would lay meekly over my knee, take an ass-beating and beg for mercy? Would anyone? So not stimulating at all…
So, I am having a deuce of a time deciding if I should even plow onward with this quicky. I like my premise, but I really wonder if I can do the spanking thing justice. You have to write what you know, right?
So my very helpful husband has agreed to spank me tonight. I’m sure he just figures he is gonna get a piece two nights in a row, but still–What a guy, right??!! I’m sure we will both be uncomfortable.
But for the muse, I offer up my ass to see if I can possibly craft a believable spank-tale. Wish me luck. I’m gonna need it.