I’ve only twice been spanked outdoors, once half way up a quiet mountain road and oce in a secluded garden but enjoyed both greatly, especially getting the tase on my bare back and buttocks on the mountain side.

The thrill of the outside air and the possibility of being discovered is quite exillerating, though being spanked in a hotel room, once was fantastic. We were interrupted by giggling female laughter from a janitorial room next door. Some of the Marie’s had grouped to listen to me receiving a thrashing. The walls in some hotel rooms are insanely thin.

As I get older I suppose I’m becoming more considerate?