Here are your thoughts on an imaginary Uber spanking service app.
Anon: Yes, I would utilize both the giving and receiving services. Can I sign up today?
Roz: LoL, now there's a thought. I wonder how popular it would be? Perhaps more so than we might think.
I wouldn't. To me spanking is an intimate act and one I only indulge in with my partner.
Mark: I would definitely give it a try, and use if any good. I think that my
wife would use them as well... "you know, you've really pissed me off
this morning, I'm calling Uber cos I can't be bothered with you".
I
can just imagine her criticising the service supplied too..."I'm paying
good money for this, you need to try harder, he's not feeling it, the
way you're going I'll be giving you a one star rating!"
I didn't think of joining Uber as a service provider, but it sounds like a lot more fun than delivering food or drinks!
Bonnie: Probably not for me, for the reason Roz cites, but I would be eager to hear patron reviews. I'd love to see a safe, reliable option for spankos without a regular partner.
Prefectdt: O yes, please, :) Where do I get the APP?
As Sir Thomas Beecham said, "Try everything once, except incest and Morris dancing"
Bernie: What would happen if your "driver" rated you poorly?
Jean Marie: On the one hand, I agree with Roz & Bonnie that spanking is an intimate act with a dynamic best shared between two lovers.
But
on the other hand, if you don't have a lover, I think it's unfair to be
denied this transcendent experience. Even if it is not within the
relationship confines that define the best circumstances, a spanking in
and of itself can be a very fun and thrilling, giggling and tearful,
painful and healing experience. It would be a better world with a
spanking Uber app in it; I wish it were so!
Simon: The problem is that you have to rate the service and imagine how disappointed you would be if you only got one star (although a palm symbol might be better).
Barrel: Mmmmmaybe. Without question I prefer the connection and intimacy with
my wife. However, there are times when spanking is the furthest thing
from her mind which does not align with my top of mind thinking. It
would be then that I might consider it. I doubt I would have the
courage to hit the send request, but it would be comforting to know it
was there if we agreed that is our second best option.
The other
thing I would need is to be able to accept who the Uber driver would be.
I know for a fact not everybody I have ridden with would work to
provide that service.
WendelJones: I would say no. I like the intimacy of spanking the Misses rather than a stranger.
Graham: It doesn't seem that much different than hiring a pro dom, which lots of
folks have done many times. And it certainly could be more convenient!
Of course, it's always better to have an actual lover, but we all know that's not always possible for everyone.
Jack: No, my wife looked at me when I mentioned this, the look was LOUD AND CLEAR NO.
Hermione: I wouldn't have the need for one because my "SpankerRon app works just fine. But such a service would be wonderful for someone who doesn't have a resident spanker, or spankee for that matter. There would be the option of taking you to the designated spanker/spankee of your choice, or having the same transported to your home. (Let's put safety considerations aside for the sake of this fantasy.)
Rosco: Well, I am a male submissive, so I'll think of this as "Dominatrix on
Demand". And Irene and I are monogamous, so she needs to be in control
but I am allowed a little fantasy, so here goes:
I am "in the
mood" and asking Irene for a little pussy. She is not in the mood, she
is busy. I persist. She tells me to go away, then goes to some app on
her phone.
A few minutes later, the doorbell rings. I answer. It
is a serious looking, attractive, well-dressed woman in a knee length
skirt. Who is she?
Irene comes to the door. "Thank you for coming so quickly," she says, "please come in."
"Just spank him soundly, long and hard, then put him in the corner," adds Irene before leaving the room.
The
woman orders me to take my pants and underwear off and proceeds to
thrash my bottom. Finally, after I am crying and begging for mercy, she
escorts me coldly to the corner and instructs me not to move. I don't. A
half hour later, she walks over, digs her fingernails into my tender
bottom, bites my ear and loudly whispers that if she has to come back,
the next time will be harsher.
The woman leaves. Irene returns to the room. Suddenly she is in the mood.
Stay safe, everyone!
Glory to Ukraine
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