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Are spankees with a certain physique (big butt lol) more pleasurable for the spanker? Most of the vids I see feature spankees with a certain body type and it makes me wonder if my less curvaceous frame is as fun for the partner..

No one should make themselves feel inadequate from watching erotic videos. They are merely entertainment, not the reality of a kinky relationship.

The truth is, kinky folk who love spankings love bottoms of any size. Not just because diversity is the true spice of life, but because every body shape has its own unique magic.

I find petite bottoms tremendously alluring. I love how my palm can cup and completely cover a small round buttock. I love how cute they look in tight panties. I love how pink they can become after just a few smacks. I love the unique sound they make, that thrilling sharp smack of an open palm on pert bare cheeks.

But more important than any of this is what is at the top of her spine, not the bottom. What makes a great spankee is the richness of her erotic imagination, her desire, her willingness to play along and improvise amazing adventures.

Those are the secret ingredients that really make spanking fun.

I would like to say after reading your weird fantasy post it resonated with me. A new fantasy of mine is that I would be taken in by an older couple. I would follow rules and be subject to discipline when necessary. It’s a fantasy that I’m still working on to let develop and flourish in my mind but I thought it was a selfish fantasy, wanting to be taken in by a couple rather then one person, but it’s a fantasy, my fantasy and I cannot wait to have lots of fun imagining all possibilities

Most fantasies sound weird when written or uttered.

But as long as no-one is hurt, and consenting adults are involved, you have every right to your fantasy, and whether you decide to realise it or not.

Not every fantasy needs to be acted out, some might just be too uncomfortably awkward, or painful, or even hazardous (particularly if strangers are involved).

So it’s fine for that fantasy to remain in your imagination, to be expressed in whatever why you feel comfortable. For many it’s the scenes they imagine as they masturbate, or the stories or flirtatious messages they write. 

There is an element of selfishness in every fantasy, because it’s so personal to the owner. But the wonderful thing about human sexuality is that it isn’t a zero-sum game, where somebody wins and somebody loses.

Wonderfully, the chances are that there are many others out there in this huge complex world who share the counterpoint of your own fantasy. Lovely people who don’t consider your desire selfish, but who’ve been yearning to finding kindred kinky minds like you all this time…

Your Weird Fantasies

Everyone thinks their own fantasies are the weirdest, because they’ve imagined them in such intense detail for so long.

Perhaps it’s because we never really get to look inside the heads of others, and see what really lurks inside their equally filthy imaginations.

Perhaps it’s because our fantasies are fuelled by such powerful emotions.

Perhaps it’s because our fantasies feel so transgressive, when we’re usually so well-behaved.

Perhaps it’s because our fantasies are echoes from deep inside ourselves, which we only ever glimpse as shadows.

Until there comes a moment, perhaps after you’ve read enough stories, that you realise that maybe your fantasises aren’t actually that weird after all.

That your fantasies bring you immense satisfaction.

That your fantasies are sources of inexpressible joy.

Now I’m imagining a handful of naughty girls one by one having their skirts lifted and panties unceremoniously yanked into their slits, their palms quickly smacked by the ruler of their teacher, then all made to write lines, while one slightly less naughty girl is led into the other room. The door is open just enough to see him take her over his knee, bare her bottom, and begin spanking her with his hand, before the prefect shuts it, leaving the rest to hear the muffled whacks and moans…

Until, eventually, their classmate is led back into the detention room, and positioned facing the blackboard at the front of the class. The hem of her skirt tucked into her waistband, her panties already tucked safely inside her teachers’ pocket.

Her arms are folded behind her back, so she isn’t tempted to rub the two bright pink circles on each of her cheeks, now stinging and sore. Her sore bottom an inescapable fascination for her classmates who dare to look up from scribbling their lines.

Each one squirming in their seats as they imagine themselves in their friend’s position, their own tight panties pulled down at last. Their own bare bottom burning. Their own face flushed with embarrassment and shame. Their own excitement beginning to dribble down the inside of their thighs.

Each one imagining that at any moment, their teacher might suddenly loom above them, take the pen from their weary fingers… and lead them by the wrist to the spanking room…

I’ve visited your blog so many times during quarantine, and I’ve been trying to build up the courage to send you a message. I have so many dirty secrets I feel like I can’t tell anyone but i deserve to be punished for… like how I have a crush on my boyfriend’s best friend who is also our roommate… and how I fantasise about a threesome with one of my female best friends where I dominate her and spank her and choke her and tie her up and my boyfriend dominates me…

I am very glad this blog, and the stories, are providing such solace during these troubled times. We may be limited in where we go, but that doesn’t mean our imaginations can’t wander. This is precisely the time you should be fantasising most extravagantly.

What would you do if you had an hour alone with your secret crush?

What would you do if your best friend turned up at your door, and instead of the unusual pleasantries. you just told her to strip?

And what punishments do you imagine you deserve for your outrageousness? A good hard spanking? Time in a chastity belt? A humiliating inspection? I hope you’re already beginning to imagine all three.

Let your fantasies loose. The kinkier and more outrageous the better.

Set your kinky imagination free, it’s the only part of you they’ll never be able to lock down…

Enchanted Masks

What power there is in words when they are capable of transporting
your consciousness into another character’s mind. As if you were donning
an enchanted mask, granting you the power to momentarily experience
reality through another’s eyes.

Characters in stories are
not contrivances. They are meticulously crafted, as vessels for readers’
imaginations to inhabit. Here resides a wardrobe of virtual costumes to dress up in, and play in.

Enchanted Masks

What power there is in words when they are capable of transporting
your consciousness into another character’s mind. As if you were donning
an enchanted mask, granting you the power to momentarily experience
reality through another’s eyes.

Characters in stories are
not contrivances. They are meticulously crafted, as vessels for readers’
imaginations to inhabit. Here resides a wardrobe of virtual costumes to dress up in, and play in.

I must confess, lately I have been having very detailed and vivid fantasies about my girlfriend bending me over her knee and spanking my bottom red. That is just the beginning, I wish I could share them all. And it all started thanks to your blog so thank you.

What a lovely message!

This blog exists to inspire the fantasies and imaginations of others.

This is a blog of Gifted Imaginings.

I ask for no payment or reward.

These stories are gifts from my mind to yours, made available to all. in the hope those who encounter them may stay awhile and read. And so discover delights that had long lingered deep inside them, just waiting for the right words or imagery to germinate, and blossom into something wonderful…

You were the first account on tumblr that made me squirm; you awakened my love of spankings. The Throne of Shame was the first of your stories I read and I loved every second of it. I used to read it daily. That was around seven years ago and to this day, it still makes me cum. Thank you is all I have to say.

Throne of Shame does seem to invoke powerful feelings in some readers. Perhaps it’s because it has the structure of a familiar fairytale, but one that’s darker, twisted and much more adult.

If you do have a favourite story, may I ask a favour?

Please share it.

Even better, share your favourite stories with a comment. Tell other readers why you like it, and why they should invite the tale into their imaginations too. Stories endure by flitting between like-minded souls. And who knows how many years of climaxes your little gift might inspire…

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