The Library of Spanking Fiction: Wellred Weekly
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On the Benefits of Being a Switch You know, I've always wanted to be a switch. I'd be light and whippy and I'd cruelly swish and thwack against a bouncy and jiggly feminine bare bottom where I'd leave a white line of pain that quickly turned to ... Oh, wrong switch. I see the point of the article now. Ok, so I am a switch. And what does that mean, exactly? Well, to put it in the simplest terms, I enjoy both being spanked and giving a spanking. And that doesn't mean that I enjoy them equally; in a way, it really depends on my mood at the time. But if given the choice, I would much rather be punished than to give a spanking. But why is that beneficial? Let us explore this question. The most obvious benefit for me is that I can find enjoyment with any spanking-oriented woman. It makes no difference to me whether she wants to be spanked or to be the spanker. I am adaptable, but that doesn't mean that I don't have my own needs. It is truly hard to find someone who is willing to give me exactly what I truly desire when I am a bottom. As a top, I'm adaptable and can spank in any fashion that is allowed by the limits of the bottom. As a bottom, however, I am so very not adaptable. I want what I want. Seems a tad selfish, I know, but how would you like to have someone you trust just throw out the rule book and take pleasure for themselves and not give you any. Most any woman who has ever been in a relationship that involved sex, even straight old vanilla sex, can tell you that it's not very fun or amusing to be on that end of things. Being a male, I'd never know about that, but I can sympathize. Being On Top When I am in the top position, it is my job to discover my partner's desires and limits and fulfill them without crossing the boundary into that uncomfortable zone. That does happen sometimes, but it is my responsibility to try and see that it doesn't happen all that often. We all get excited and take things a tad to far once in a great while, but it's something that is best avoided, particularly if you want to ever play with this person again. Having been on both ends of the paddle, so to speak, I know how that paddle (or whatever is being used at the moment) feels and, if my own top has done her job well, how to best build the pain without losing the momentum. Giving Up Control But, as I said, it is very hard for me to find what I want. The most important thing in play is to feel free enough and trusting enough to give up that control and fully leave your fate in someone else's hands. That's a hard thing to do. In my own life, I've never fully experienced that state. Oh, I've had some hard spankings, but I never fully had a complete loss of control. One of my favorite experiences was also my most disappointing. I was playing with a woman who had decided to give me a spanking for a change. I was bent over, leaning against a few stacked milk crates as I recall, pants and undies around my knees, while she wielded a large industrial spatula like is used in restaurant kitchens. It was an exquisite pain, but when I'd had enough, I stepped out of the way and ended the spanking. Why? Because it hurt! I really like pain from a spanking to a point, but then when I've reached that point, I want the spanking to stop because it is no longer fun for me. Now most people reading that would think, What's the problem? Well, for me, the problem is that I don't want to be in control. I had control because I could end the spanking when I wished just by moving away. Some are thinking that to be taken beyond the point where enjoyment ceases wouldn't be any fun at all, but for myself, I'd like to reach that point and be taken beyond. Stay In Position! Now some folks who are bottoms are saying, 'Well, I'd have gritted my teeth and just kept on accepting the spanking.' True, I could have done that, but then I'd still be in control. Oh, it seems like I'd be taking my medicine, so to speak, but in reality it would have become a game. How long could I last. I'd have worked hard to stay in position. Just one more hit and she'll be done. Ok, just one more hit after that and she'll be done. Stay in position! Just a little longer and it will be over. Stay still! Stay in position! Etc. Etc. Etc. Boring! It has ceased being an activity I want and become an ironman contest that I feel I have to complete no matter what the pain to prove that I could do it. I remember as a teenager, searching for a handle on this spanking desire of mine, setting time limits and spanking myself until the alarm rang. I completed every spanking with a sense of accomplishment, but all it really did was cause me pain that I had to deal with in order to reach the coveted finish line. I've never been subjected to a total loss of control where I can't just stop when the pain becomes too much for me to handle and there's no clear finishing point known to me. That would be the ultimate hell and heaven for me to experience. Maybe someday, maybe not. The Song Of The Hairbrush  I have had a woman with desires similar to my own that I truly enjoyed topping. It was the most wonderful experience to not feel the need to be careful or to set strict limits on myself while wielding a hairbrush. It was an incredibly stirring sight to watch her kick and squeal as I continually cracked that hairbrush against her lovely and perfectly formed bubbly butt. I was careful not to hit too hard or to stay too long in one spot and damage the nerve endings and leave her with a 'dead butt'. I kept building the pain until she finally stopped fighting and broke down into heart-wrenching sobs. As she lay across my lap, I gently rubbed her hot and punished butt, taking care to brush my fingers lightly and then with greater force between her legs. Her crying gradually gave way to squirming of a different kind and the sex afterwards was magnificent. I was only disappointed that she was completely inexperienced on the other end of the paddle and I didn't enjoy the reciprocation as fully as the other.Both Ends Of The Stick Is it better to be take enjoyment from only one end of the stick? Well, despite my never having found my ultimate spanker, I can say that I'd truly miss one of them if I could only enjoy the other the rest of my life. It's never been about the quantity of what I've done when I've played, but rather about me being able to say, 'Oh, yes, I can do that' and take what enjoyment I could from whatever position I've been assigned. I love being a switch. It's the best of both worlds and I'm ready for either at a moment's notice. 16 comments
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