Peppermint Stick Ice Cream Rocks, Dammit!
Naughty disclaimer: I love peppermint stick ice cream. If I write an essay exploring the reasons for why some people don't like peppermint stick even though I *know* it is the greatest flavor on earth, the chocolate ice cream lovers of the world need not despair because, afterall, the existence of my little essay should not threaten or diminish their own personal passion for chocolate. ;)
Why is it hard to admit we might like pain?
I often hear spankos* say, "I like spanking for many reasons, but pain is definitely NOT one of them."
*And by spanko, I am not referring to the erotic love tap variety, I am referring to those spankos who collect hairbrushes, paddles, straps and other paraphenalia, knowing full well the stuff will be used on their bottom... the type of spanko who enjoys a good bottom warming... the type of spanko who has been known to utter the words, Gawd, I need to be spanked!
"....pain is not one of them..."
Huh?!?!?
I don't understand, if that truly were the case, then why spanking? Why do you get spanked?
I also hear fairly often: "I don't like the pain of spanking at all. I just endure it for _______."
You can fill in the blank with a myriad of reasons including, but not limited to, the discipline, the aftercare, the ritual, the intimacy, the release....whatever.
I guess my question is, if pain is not on the list, why do you choose spanking as your means to your own personal end? Why spanking, an action that by its very design, causes pain?
If it is for discipline, why not some other non physical form? Why not writing lines, corner time, loss of privileges, a simple scolding?
If it is a case of wanting stress relief, why not aerobics? Or having your partner order you to rake leaves? Mountain climbing? Jogging? You want physical contact, how about Rugby?
If it is for bringing you and your partner closer, well...I can think of a zillion other ways to do that... talking, kissing, cuddling, fondling, sucking, licking, touching... even just massaging the buttocks.
Intimacy, ritual, being righted, clearing the slate.....all of those needs could be fulfilled with other activities besides spanking. So, why spanking? What makes spanking different from being grounded, getting scolded, any other form of sexual foreplay, or any other form of physical exertion?
Pain.
Spankings are painful and that is the component that sets it apart from all the other choices I offered above.
Now, it doesn't have to be horrendously painful, or even moderately painful...but at the end of the day, a spanking causes pain (and once again, I am not referring to erotic love taps).
Whether it be stingy pain, a slightly warming, make you squirm type of pain, an itchy, burning pain, a suck in your breath just a bit, oh that wasn't too bad...actually it was kind of nice! pain, an OUCH! Damn that hurt! pain, or an Oooooo...that kind of hurts...mmm......do it again pain...
At the end of the day, pain is pain....and a spanking causes pain....or if you don't like that term...discomfort.
And so what? What's the big deal?
Spankings are painful...you like to be spanked....you must like the pain a little bit...on some level...come on now...you do....So what?!?? Why is that so hard to swallow?
I mean, we are spankos...we like pulling up our little skirts, dropping our panties to our knees, bending over someone's lap and getting repeatedly whacked with some sort of whacking type implement until we are squirming, red faced, sucking wind...our cheeks warm and stingy.
Think about that for a moment. How weird is that??? To be honest, personally I think it is a little weird to go through all of what I just described, if you *don't* enjoy the pain on some level.
And just because you may like the pain associated with spanking doesn't mean you are turned on by *all* pain. I admit it, I like some pain. Some pain, but not all. Notice I said "some".
I think the reluctance to admit to liking pain in any form is based on misperception. For whatever reason, statements like "I like pain" tend to conjure up the extreme. Extreme as in the image of someone smashing their fingers repeatedly with a hammer while yelling, "Yeah baby! It hurts so good!"
Why is that? A simple statement like "I like sex" does not immediately conjure up images of someone arduously screwing an 8 foot long dildo, so why the mental leap to the extreme when confronted with words like pain....sadism...or masochism?
I like what I refer to as a "good kind of pain".
For me, spanking pain is a good kind of pain, and in order to get a taste of it, I willingly drive just under two hours and subject myself to all sorts of weird little rituals like baring my bottom while blushing profusely. Or standing in the corner with my skirt pinned up like a naughty little girl even though I am a grown woman. Why? Because, among other things, I like the pain associated with spanking.
I do not however, like the pain associated with say....root canal. Or pain caused by slamming my hand in the car door. Or pain caused by stubbing my toe on the edge of my bed, for that matter. Ouch!
So....you like pain.
That's okay you know...if you do. Liking the pain...well, it is part of who you are, and you know what? It's part of me too. So you aren't alone, okay?
| You Are Cherry Garcia Ice Cream |
 You're the coolest cat around, but too laid back to let it get to your head |
Why is it hard to admit we might like pain?
I often hear spankos* say, "I like spanking for many reasons, but pain is definitely NOT one of them."
*And by spanko, I am not referring to the erotic love tap variety, I am referring to those spankos who collect hairbrushes, paddles, straps and other paraphenalia, knowing full well the stuff will be used on their bottom... the type of spanko who enjoys a good bottom warming... the type of spanko who has been known to utter the words, Gawd, I need to be spanked!
"....pain is not one of them..."
Huh?!?!?
I don't understand, if that truly were the case, then why spanking? Why do you get spanked?
I also hear fairly often: "I don't like the pain of spanking at all. I just endure it for _______."
You can fill in the blank with a myriad of reasons including, but not limited to, the discipline, the aftercare, the ritual, the intimacy, the release....whatever.
I guess my question is, if pain is not on the list, why do you choose spanking as your means to your own personal end? Why spanking, an action that by its very design, causes pain?
If it is for discipline, why not some other non physical form? Why not writing lines, corner time, loss of privileges, a simple scolding?
If it is a case of wanting stress relief, why not aerobics? Or having your partner order you to rake leaves? Mountain climbing? Jogging? You want physical contact, how about Rugby?
If it is for bringing you and your partner closer, well...I can think of a zillion other ways to do that... talking, kissing, cuddling, fondling, sucking, licking, touching... even just massaging the buttocks.
Intimacy, ritual, being righted, clearing the slate.....all of those needs could be fulfilled with other activities besides spanking. So, why spanking? What makes spanking different from being grounded, getting scolded, any other form of sexual foreplay, or any other form of physical exertion?
Pain.
Spankings are painful and that is the component that sets it apart from all the other choices I offered above.
Now, it doesn't have to be horrendously painful, or even moderately painful...but at the end of the day, a spanking causes pain (and once again, I am not referring to erotic love taps).
Whether it be stingy pain, a slightly warming, make you squirm type of pain, an itchy, burning pain, a suck in your breath just a bit, oh that wasn't too bad...actually it was kind of nice! pain, an OUCH! Damn that hurt! pain, or an Oooooo...that kind of hurts...mmm......do it again pain...
At the end of the day, pain is pain....and a spanking causes pain....or if you don't like that term...discomfort.
And so what? What's the big deal?
Spankings are painful...you like to be spanked....you must like the pain a little bit...on some level...come on now...you do....So what?!?? Why is that so hard to swallow?
I mean, we are spankos...we like pulling up our little skirts, dropping our panties to our knees, bending over someone's lap and getting repeatedly whacked with some sort of whacking type implement until we are squirming, red faced, sucking wind...our cheeks warm and stingy.
Think about that for a moment. How weird is that??? To be honest, personally I think it is a little weird to go through all of what I just described, if you *don't* enjoy the pain on some level.
And just because you may like the pain associated with spanking doesn't mean you are turned on by *all* pain. I admit it, I like some pain. Some pain, but not all. Notice I said "some".
I think the reluctance to admit to liking pain in any form is based on misperception. For whatever reason, statements like "I like pain" tend to conjure up the extreme. Extreme as in the image of someone smashing their fingers repeatedly with a hammer while yelling, "Yeah baby! It hurts so good!"
Why is that? A simple statement like "I like sex" does not immediately conjure up images of someone arduously screwing an 8 foot long dildo, so why the mental leap to the extreme when confronted with words like pain....sadism...or masochism?
I like what I refer to as a "good kind of pain".
For me, spanking pain is a good kind of pain, and in order to get a taste of it, I willingly drive just under two hours and subject myself to all sorts of weird little rituals like baring my bottom while blushing profusely. Or standing in the corner with my skirt pinned up like a naughty little girl even though I am a grown woman. Why? Because, among other things, I like the pain associated with spanking.
I do not however, like the pain associated with say....root canal. Or pain caused by slamming my hand in the car door. Or pain caused by stubbing my toe on the edge of my bed, for that matter. Ouch!
So....you like pain.
That's okay you know...if you do. Liking the pain...well, it is part of who you are, and you know what? It's part of me too. So you aren't alone, okay?