Creative Spanko Wench Blog

I woke up this morning (Sunday) with my pelvis squirming. I woke from a spanky wet dream, and not only was my bum tingling, my pussy was contracting rhythmically. My dream placed me laying across my spanker’s lap being spanked and intimately caressed at the same time. “Oh not yet,” was my first thought once I realized I was awake and the blissful torment was over. “Well I could take things over now that I’m awake” next came to mind. It’s been a long time since I’ve indulged service after all… So, with no real internal discussion, I rolled over, reached in my drawer for my trust wooden spoon, propped all my pillows, pulled down my pj bottoms and assumed the position. Bottom up high, left hand under my tummy, fingers burrowed perfectly so they straddled my swollen very slick still pulsing bud. I began to ride my fingers a little, and then held back so I could use the urgency and strength of my arousal to administer a proper spanking, and I did. Ten minutes, a very nicely sore and rosy bottom later, and my extended dream inspired waking interlude climaxed with a less misty sense of the intensity of the substance of the dream.

Tuesday: I wrote that a few days ago hoping to have another drawing ready. I have several new drawings ready now actually, but Sunday evening my good laser printer scanner (which has been trouble prone for a while) keeled over - (it will print when commanded to by the computer, but can’t see the scanner through the same usb cable it gets its print messages from) and my back up which is an ink jet ‘all in one’ decided that it won’t scan until I get it a new ink cartridge. So … I’ll be posted drawingless for a while again. grrrrrr.

I wish I had more time to update Spitfire or Winter Wonders properly while I wait to afford fixes or replacements for my scanners. I might get some writing time tomorrow evening, but no promises …

I’m working on two fairly complex work assignments right now, and not only do I have to concentrate on thorough information gathering, I’ve got to write, write and write some more, and make sure that I write well enough, covering every possible angle that what I write flies… At the end of the day after so much pressure to write fast and do it right because what I write affects lives & livelihoods, it’s a bit harder than it used to be to perk up ambition for fun writing…. not impossible … just, you know, maybe tomorrow kind of tiredness sets in….

On the diabetes front, I thought I was doing really well with a 7 day average sugar within normal and a couple of days with just one mildly elevated sugar, then Sunday morning my sugar was 191…. I’d done every thing perfect Saturday, and by supper my sugar was normal again, my mornings have been high every day since even though my days and afternoons are OK. Since Sunday at supper I haven’t been able to get back to normal again. Nothing higher than 135, but nothing below 120 either. I’ve lost close to 12 lbs in three weeks too. It’s demoralizing to be doing everything right and have my body backtrack for no reason…. aaaahhh p~~~~~~~~~~ it all started out too easy in the 1st weeks I think and now I’m encountering at least the beginnings of the hurdles that make living with this disease as hard as I’ve seen it be for sooooo many others…..

:) y’all be well (especially you Ts… ) all the best..