Saturday, May 28, 2016
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Wednesday, May 25, 2016
U should see me sometimes lol
Tuesday, May 24, 2016
I didn't realize.
I knew I was top 3% but not top 1% hahaha
She tells me premiers are top 3%
I was asked to join a new program called the Elite Concerge Service. She tells me they only invite the top 1%. WOW I didn't know I spent that much money and that much time in a hotel?!?! I thought other people are worse than me. Meaning they spent a lot of time in a hotel. I guess I was wrong.
I have a personal concierge who will do everything for me to what kind of room I want and need to Broadway tickets to to complaint about my service at a hotel I am staying at if it is unsatisfactory to get a room even though it's sold out to, etc... So much more.
I'm so excited about this new service.
I just used it.
I called her up
OMG she was soooo nice to me.
So....I told her about my room in LA that when I called the hotel they were not sure if they could give me the certain suite in certain floor.....so I was kinda bummed but she spoke to them....
And within 5 minutes. She got me the room I wanted but even nicer. Hahaha
How cool is that.
Don't get too excited...bat and sweet
The hotel in Seattle stinks.
So don't expect it to be like the one in LA or other cities where I would get an awesome room.
Somehow the planets knew that I needed to be spanked. Accordingly, they aligned themselves such that within less than 24 hours of requesting and then submitting my application to Jen, I found myself at the receiving end of a spanking from her in a hotel room in London. Thanks, planets…..
I, like many others, have had a long-harboured desire to be spanked. The innocence of my childhood interest was somewhat ruined by my parents being called into school to discuss one of my pieces of literary genius (aged 6), which featured me being spanked very often for various misdemeanours by my parents. Thankfully my parents managed to fend off the child abuse allegations, and it was firmly put to me that writing such stories was inappropriate, and rather embarrassing for them. And so my interest went underground, but never went away. I didn’t understand it, but all I knew as I was growing up was that this was a lifelong thing, hard-wired and embedded into my psyche, however weird I thought it was.
In my university years my interest prompted me to meet up with an older man who seemed nice online, for the purpose of receiving a spanking from him. The sheer horror I feel when I look back on that – a 20 year old getting into a stranger’s car, without telling anyone what or where she was going or doing, to be driven miles away to receive a spanking in the back of his car. More than spanking was offered during that meeting; I am forever grateful that this particular gentleman was not a bad apple and returned me to my home, having not had the fulfilling spanking that I had dreamed of, but also not having worse tales to tell of my experience. That was enough to put me off the idea for quite some time.
10 years later, the itch that never went away drove me to search for a disciplinarian in my area in the UK. I found many ladies that offered spanking, but most in the context of BDSM. I was pretty sure I didn’t want to find myself licking anyone’s shoes or wearing a gimp mask, and so the field of likely candidates found itself very thoroughly narrowed. It was by chance that Miss J’s page came up on a google search. As I read through the site, she just seemed right for me. Her directness on her webpage made me laugh – clearly she’s been asked to do all sorts by her potential clients. If you aren’t clear on what she doesn’t do before you read through her site, you’ll be crystal clear by the time you’ve finished browsing through it! Her directness appealed to me – she definitely seemed like my cup of tea. I noticed that she was only in the UK until the following day but thought it would be worth at least getting in touch, with the potential of meeting in the distant future, on a future trip to the UK. So, without really thinking about it, I emailed her to ask for an application. When it was pinged back to me, a couple of hours later, I filled it in (as much as possible – I couldn’t answer half of it (am I a ‘thuddy’ or ‘stingy’ spankee? I still don’t know) but did my best. The reply, that came within a couple of hours of sending it,left me in a state of shock; she was available the next day and was keen to meet. I didn’t have time to think about the reality of the situation I found myself in, and following a brief phone conversation (her American accent – so cute!), the next 12 hours of my night shift passed in a haze. Before I knew it, I was on a train, contemplating the very daunting prospect of having my backside painted red by someone who along with her many rules, is clear on her website that she spanks hard, for real. I’ll be honest – I felt sick (was that the pic n mix I had for breakfast though?).
Once I’d got to the hotel and met Jen, she immediately put me at ease. We talked for a very long time and she asked loads of questions. It was a conversation of equals and I honestly felt like I was talking to a friend. Clearly she’s experienced at putting nervous spankees at ease. This made all the difference for me. I can’t pretend I was paying full attention as we moved on to discuss why I needed/wanted to be spanked, or as Jen dispensed her advice - my brain was in meltdown as I knew the spanking was becoming evermore imminent. When the time came I completely lost the ability to speak, but I think Jen knew this and just lead it from there. I’m not sure she picked up the sarcasm in my response when she asked me if everything was ok after what I assume was the warm up – I think she actually believed I was having a wonderful time. Either way, the spanking continued. The infernal music with its relentless rhythm left little space for any kind of break – I spent a lot of time hoping for a really slow song to come on, but alas, it never did. There is little more to say about the spanking other than to verify what others have said; Jen does indeed spank hard. The unexpected benefit of it was that I was so tense, I spent the majority of it in a plank position – my abs had a great workout!
The session ended following a brief chat and a hug. My butt is still bruised, 5 days later, but the sense of a burden being lifted remains. The spanking with Jen was everything I had hoped for, and more. She is clearly very good at what she does. If you’re reading this and haven’t been spanked before but just know it’s something you want or need, don’t hesitate. You’re in safe hands with this lady. Thanks, Jen – I’ll be watching out for your next visit to the UK.