I am enjoying the spring season a lot -- respectful submissive men start to feel the need for discipline when the winter breaks for the longer sunlight and warmer temperatures of spring.

This is a good thing for Mistress Aubrey!

I have recently had several fun and exciting sessions in which I was able to let loose and administer some much-deserved pain onto the deserving asses of submissive men.  I don't care what the rest of the world thinks is "normal" or not -- all I know is that when I see a nice-looking man, I know I'd like to take him over my knee, pull his pants down and show him that I can make him cry out and not in a good way.

Ha ha ha, isn't that mean of Me?

On my last trip to New York, as usual, I picked up a few more spanking toys.  But honestly, by now, my collection nearly exceeds my capacity to find room for all of my paddles.  I keep my leather paddles separate from the rubber ones, and the wooden paddles run the gamut from ones that are too thick and heavy for most clients to want to get near, to ones that are almost soft wood to the touch, that cradle in my petite hand nicely.

Leather paddles run from those with a hard, steel rod inside them -- deceptive -- to those that are flippity and floppity when I whack them across your ass.  I like them all, for their own individual "touch", ha ha ha.

Those who make Me smile are very memorable to Me.  Even if I am firm with you, that doesn't mean I am not observing every little detail about you, and for all you know, I might be remembering our session later with a half-smile playing across my lips.  As I remember your jolts of pain and quivers of nervousness..... and cries of genuine discomfort when I spank your ass.

Now, I wouldn't indulge in memories of my sessions, now would I?  Kind of like running fine wine over the tongue, sharp and sweet at the same time?  Such memories.... isn't Mistress too much of a hard ass to indulge such enjoyable memories in her moments of leisure?

Mistress Aubrey