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A Spanking Fantasy
A Spanking Fantasy
Dang it, spring makes me think even more about getting spanked, what is up with that? My little spanking mind goes on overdrive, I swear, it is the time change
Anyway.........spanking. I was talking with some friends tonight about vacations we have all taken to Mexico, and it brought up an old (and still not acted upon) spanking possibility.
A bunch of us used to go down to the Baja with RV's and motorcycles, jet skiis, you know, all those toys that go fast. We would camp on the beach, and ride the things that went fast in the dunes and desert around the camp ground. There was no one around except other campers, and miles of open sand to play in.
I used to ride motorcycles, and I HATED to wear my helmet when we were down there. It was hot, and they made my head sweat, I couldn't hear very well with one on, see all around me, and basically, they were annoying in the summer sun. So, it was hit or miss with the helmet, most of the time it was strapped onto the back of the motorcycle frame, protecting the fender from getting dinged, grin
We were a large group and often joined up with other Americans and local Mexicans into one big party. Everyone rode the jet skiis, motorcycles, quads, swam, fished, and sat in the sun all day It was hot, and we were all in bathing suits and sandals. Even on the motorcycles. One plus, we were riding in sand, so if you did fall off (no one ever did), it would be a soft fall.
For some reason, the guys always insisted that us fragile gals put our helmets on if we were on the bikes, but of course, they NEVER wore theirs! (Insert your own snort here.) I rarely wore mine. I was out with another girl riding, and we came back to the camp. One of the guys rode up next to us on a quad and gave us the "lecture." He actually seemed a tad pissed off, and no, he had no helmet on. We said our usual "yah, yah, yahs, next time we will wear them" and jumped into the ocean. End of story.
However, of course my evil little mind took it further. I imagined that Alpha quad rider came up behind me as I was getting off my motorcycle and told me to hop on the back of the quad, he wanted to take me for a ride. So I do, and off we go. I am holding onto his waist tight as he takes us far from camp, far away from everyone. I have no idea he has plans for me, I just think we are goofing off. He stops the quad out in the middle of nowhere and tells me to get off. He is still sitting on the front and he asks me to come round to his right side. I do, and he promptly pulls me over his knee. I get an earful about safety and helmets, and I get a spanking. Right there on the 4 wheeler, over his knee, in the sand, in the middle of nowhere. Never saw it coming
The rest you can fill in yourself.......think I wore a helmet the rest of the vacation?