My not identifying as kinky sweetie and I were talking about senior discounts, and I mentioned AARP got me a year early. He asked when my birthday was, and I'm traveling for it, he's off to the Grand Canyon while I'm gone. So, he says, "Once I'm back from the canyon, can I spank you for your birthday?" Ummm. Was "Oh, baby, yes please" the right or wrong answer? I cracked up, and said I could feel my blush, and even my hands were reddening. (Phone call) Laugh riots ensued. So, he now knows the idea is a Good Thing. How have you inadvertently let someone know you were a spanko before you meant to? How did it go over?
I am not entirely convinced that conversation revealed you enjoyed spanking so much as you revealed you have a sense of humor. That's how I would have interpreted it, anyway.
Well, he knows that I also moderate on a kink site. And his laugh said he got it. And I think I will get it too. In October.
No, I'm a glutton for punishment and volunteer at several sites. I was specifically referring to fetlife.
I talk about horses a lot so you know there's always that comical horse whip joke and I'll be like oh yeah, we've got the whips at home. Usually some lolz, then.. "no really?" Yes really. I actually find spanking quite like a massage in a way. I'm not into having marks all over my body from forceful hits and my partner would refuse to mark my body like that but just the red glow sorta thing. But personally I like the whips and tailwips but most just one whip piece, thick leather. Sounds more impressive than it feels. The loud slaps are my favourite. They're the ones that don't hurt. I didn't get the thread title though? Or I dont understand it I mean. Tipped hand? I thought maybe meant that your jarred or hurt your wrist lol.
I don't advertise everything, but I don't hide anything. I won't go out of way to hijack a conversation and steer it into the kinky side of things, but if a conversation goes there, I'll participate without the slightest bit of shame. Anyway, "Oh, baby, yes please!" is a fantastic answer.
It's an American (mostly, it has spread) idiom from poker, where you hide your hand of dealt cards. It's a sister to "keeping (something) close to your vest. My only carryover skill from horse care is coiling cords like a lariat.
I don't think I was feeling shame, per se. Perhaps surprised at how adamantly I answered. Given we hadn't really talked about it in depth. Blushing is my superpower, and I do it readily. Pale redhead and all.
One of my favorite half jokes is about there are only 2 derogatory terms for white people that offend me Casper and Cracker. Casper I associate with the ghost and ghosts in white sheets. Cracker comes from the man cracking the whip. The only person I ever cracked the whip on is my girlfriend and she asked for it. Literally. C/S, Rev J
Not Irish. Had to keep explaining that at an Irish pub last weekend. Red headed Jew, French, Dutch, Spanish extraction. Sure, my family bred with locals.
