a forest spanking

When on vacation, you take the opportunities to play more often than you do at home. No meals to cook, groceries to purchase, and none of the other myriad of things one does at home.

Vacation means less responsibility, and more time to relax and does things together.

While away, we went for a hike in the Van Damme State park, which has wonderful trees, a fern canyon following a creek, a pygmy forest, and hiking trails.  We did a loop of approximately four miles, with a lot of walking downhill, and then a shorter steeper route uphill back to the pygmy forest. Lots of redwoods, seclusion, and no one around  while we hiked.

I decided to break off a medium thin branch, and while walking proceeded to try to get the knots lessened where branches had been.

ADVICE WANTED: Do you carry a little penknife, or something to cut a switch when walking in a forest? What do you do when retrieving a switch to be used for a spanking? The branch I had had sharp protrusions, and we are only involved in no blood spankings.

It took a very long time for me to whittle away at the sharp parts with my nails as we walked.

After over an hour of walking, seemingly in the dense part of fern canyon, we took another break, and I suggested to Cindy that she could use this switch to give me a spanking. Cindy wondered if it was private enough, but I assured her it was, and that we had not met anyone while hiking.

Bare bottomed, bending over at the waist, Cindy did an admiral job with many strokes, so that my bottom did not have lines from each switch spank, but was red. This attests to so many spanks that the redness simply joined, as  opposed to when you have six lines from six well spaced cane strokes.
I certainly owwwed and yelped at times when some strokes were extra meaningful. I asked Cindy to take a picture or two, and she readily agreed. After the photos, i was told to get dressed, and I thanked her for the spanking.
About twenty seconds later, as we started to walk, we met a young twenty-some woman walking towards us, who simply passed us going the opposite way, as we nodded to each other.

HAD SHE HEARD?   HAD SHE SEEN?????  Was she simply being DISCREET? No idea, we were either very fortuitous, or she was very discreet.

We walked along for another minute, to find that we had made it to the turnaround point, where one trail meets the second trail, but moreover, it meets a third main trail from the main entrance to the park. There were trucks parked there, and workmen were somewhere in the forest, possibly near-by. OOPS!!!

We immediately met a more elderly couple walking up this third trail to us....
Alesson to be learned, judge how long the hike will take, and make certain to spank halfway or so before you meet any other trails. When we thought we were in the depths of the forest, we were almost out at the main trail...

Love making that night was specially delicious, with a warm well spanked bottom to sit on during a delicious dinner with wine, prior to making love.
spankings outdoors are fabulous. Try it some time

bottoms up
RED