I've been friends with PowerFlower for a while now. We're moved by many of the same things. Since we knew we'd be at Frolicon this year, we'd invested a lot of energy and thought into our mutual loves of spanking, diapering, and discipline.
On Sunday, after intentionally really not thinking about it all con, as Flower, her mommy, and I spent the dwindling last hours of the con together, that thing we had been contemplating happened.
First, I gave Flower a spanking she so desperately needed. I spanked her bottom, her thighs, insider her thighs, too. When she was just the right shade of pink, I turned her over, and got her into her easter diaper.
And then I comforted her and told her what a good girl she was.
We both cried a little. Come to think of it, Flower's mommy cried a little, too. No wonder. It was a special moment.
