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ZED & ginger

The unstructured writings of a real life D/s couple

Spanked In Drop-Seat PajamasDecember 11 2008

I'd been looking at drop-seat jammies for awhile now, probably since the last Texas Allstate Party when I saw our good friend adelina wearing the ones that her Top, BlackVelvet007, got her. As he admits, he is a pajama aficionado.

So, as the weekend drew nearer for our friends to arrive at our home for a Christmas gathering, I decided to go ahead and splurge on a pair of drop-seat pajamas. The prices are outrageous, in my opinion, and these are the cheapest I found at $42.95. (On Amazon)

Even more irksome is that I could go down to the local Meijers and get regular flannel footed jammies for women for less than $20. But no drop seat, which apparently drives the price up to insert this opening in the back. (NOT!)

Anyhow, like I said, I decided to go ahead and splurge. I mean, after all, think of all the future picture opportunities of having such an item to wear.

Christmas Bells...errr....Butts are Ringing....December 6 2008

You guys may remember last year we had a few of our especially close spanko friends over for a small weekend Christmas gathering at our house. We had bad girls with stockings full of switches from Santa, as he spanked each one then pointed them to their rooms??

We have done it again this year, and have a few more than last year who were able to make it. (And a couple, ahem Richard Windsor) that were not. They're missing out, but more importantly, we're missing them!

Alas, we are having tons of fun sipping cocoa, drinking wassail, listening to Christmas music, watching Christmas movies, catching up on vanilla life and, of course --- spanking! We watched McClintock last night ( for the spanking scenes of course!) and then watched the annual tradition in many households, A Christmas Story.

The Need to WriteNovember 30 2008

Those of us who write--- whether it be stories, blogs, journals, poetry, spanko or vanilla --- why do we do it? What is the driving force behind it? Why do some of us seem to have this cavernous need to put pen to paper and simply allow some unseen force to scribble some of our innermost and revealing thoughts on paper?

Recently on a discussion forum I started a discussion topic on this very subject to explore different motivations for those who write. Do some need a catalyst to set off the chain reaction while others simply must write all things to keep their head from exploding with the ideas that are constantly swirling around?

I've always had a driving need to write, even at a very young age. In first grade, I was writing short stories on tablet paper constantly. By middle school, I was filling up multiple 5-subject-notebooks with one single story, in novel form. (these were all vanilla, btw).

When kids and marriage came, it went on the back burner for several years, until I came across a spanking site and the need to write awakened once more in me. For a few years, I was almost obsessed with it. Some of the writing was a release for the fantasy I coul

Firsts: The First SpankingNovember 23 2008

Do you recall the very first time your current partner spanked you? Regardless of whether you'd been spanked before by others, were you nervous? Was it monumental?

When Zed spanked me for the very first time, it was also a "first" for the kind of spanking he gave me. He used a switch. For those of you who may not know what that is (as I have found over the years, some who are outside of the Southern United States did not) it is a pliable and stripped branch from a tree used to "whip" someone. It was common discipline in the Southern US for years and years, probably one of the most common next to the belt.

So, to continue from the story before of how we met.......

After our initial lunch meeting at a nice restaurant close to Christmas, we didn't talk again for several months. I was in the process of many transitions in my life. I was going through a divorce. I was living with my parents and three kids while trying to find a place to live. The Top that I had been seeing in Florida had been backing away from the relationship, but still sending very mixed signals. I had a new baby (under a year old) to take care of. My 3 yr old had just officially been diagnosed with a disability, even tho we knew he had the disability. The official diagnosis took a lot of time. My ex husband was putting tremendous emotional guilt on me, wanting me to come back with the kids, trying to convince me to spend intim

Firsts: The First MeetingNovember 17 2008

I thought, since we are getting closer to the wedding, that we might do a few pieces on some "firsts" in our relationship. Most probably know how we met, but I wouldn't imagine that all do. In any case, it's always nice to go back and reminisce. It would also be nice to hear about others' "firsts". I know there are some of my fellow bloggers whose "firsts" I would like to hear about.

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Zed and I actually first started to correspond on a spanking bulletin board back in....gosh, I think it was late summer of 2003.

It was about nothing, really. We'd both been members of that board for quite awhile. He had actually been there longer than me, but I don't really recall being aware of his actual screen name until another fellow Kentucky spanko with whom I chatted a lot mentioned him.

Her name was Suzy (no, not from Todd and Suzy). She had told me one day that there was this guy on the board who messaged her long, detailed PM's and that, altho he was really nice, she didn't quite know what to make of him. She had said he didn't seem interested in her, per se, just her experiences. (Anyone who knows Zed knows this is his area of interest -- people's past experiences, especially in school).

A few months later someone who lived in the UK posted a thread asking if there was anyone on the board who lived in my hom