I meant to post this a while back, but completely forgot. Cue Spankings..
On a day trip out this summer (what there was of it), other half and I decided to go around a maze. When we got there, we were told that we were the last people to go in, and that if we got into any bother, we were to raise the flag we were given - a handy cane with a scrap of high vis cloth attached to the top - above the wall levels and wait for help.
Well. Clearly when handed a weapon of ass destruction (my god, I should do corner time just for coming out with that) I was only going to get into bother after about ten minutes of being lost...
Obviously, by "summer" I mean "rainy wet drizzle requiring multiple layers of clothing." But I still took down the jeans that kept me from pending hypothermia, because my bottom is used to being bared in such temperatures:
After all - I've shot stuff for Northern Spanking in sub zero temperatures - behold the whiteness of this picture (by the fantabulous Billy ):
And look at that view! Snow-topped Mountains galore, again courtesy of Billy:
That picture is a little bit like "Where's (w)Amy?", but you don't want to see my ugly mug when you have a vista like that. Come on now!
I'd quite like to do nice snowy scene where the hot bottom resulting from whatever punishment is sent to cool off in the snow afterwards. I don't suppose for a second it's not already been done, but it'd still be an interesting sensation!