By Callipygian
Asked to tell readers about myself, I feel somewhat conflicted. My alter-ego is my shield from talking about me and in this persona the boundaries between self and aspirational identity will blur. In other words I will tell fibs or at least obfuscate.
Anyway, for whatever it is worth, here goes.
I have been married (to a man) and I have had relationships with women. On balance I am a heterosexual with bi-tendencies, but libido and relationships are spanking led. I am a submissive by inclination, but I have switched very occasionally. In substance I think I would rather be a switch with a woman than vanilla with a man.
When I write, I write all-ways-on, and it gets complicated. My preference is for man spanking a woman, but I also have a small mother (figure) daughter fetish, which confuses me sometimes. I mean I cannot remotely imagine being spanked by my own mother in any way at all; or my father if it comes to that, but he is no longer in the picture.
My biggest challenge is my absolute obsession with non-consensual (fictional) spanking and BDSM. I sometimes find myself self-censoring, even for stories I don’t expect to be read. I either tone things down or put some convoluted consent in the mix.
My ideal story scenario is a macho bastard who makes his own rules taking a heroine and spanking her bottom purple while she indulges in futile begging until she surrenders. I love it too when after a struggle she comes around to his way of thinking, but in real life they call this Stockholm syndrome. There I go again, so what, I was speaking of fiction.
Brats and absolutely super superior high achievers being brought to heel, is another theme I love, so is: corner time, humiliation, public embarrassment and anything anal.
My real life experience is varied, but nowhere near as comprehensive as my imagination. A husband and some lovers have spanked me, but usually they hold back, check for my consent, which was absolutely correct but… then again, careful what you wish for; another cherished theme. Husband once threatened to spank my bare bottom in a supermarket carpark in front of everyone. So disappointing that he reverted to social norms; to this day I regret not meeting his inner caveman, even and especially if it had been completely humiliating.
One holiday in my 20s I flirted with an older woman, just teasing if we are being honest. After a few drinks and a tease too many she spanked me and spanked me very, very hard on my bare bottom. That was the first time I cried from a spanking. She was quite anal too and I embraced it; treasured memories.
My switch experience was brief and similar to above. I was in my late 30s and newly divorced. On holiday in Greece I was pestered by a bored 19-year-old who wanted to experiment. No idea why, truly. Eventually I told her that I only went with girls that I spanked. I thought it would put her off, it didn’t. Nor did spanking her until she howled for real. I had a great time. So did she I suppose for the 10 days that it lasted.
My other passion, interest, obsession is paganism. Now you see the link. I love stories about witches and real magic. I love to write such tales. I need to explore my true faith in this way too.
To end I would like to thank Mark Danelaw for accepting some of my work.
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