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Bowling: Plugged vs Unplugged
by zprymantis@smilingwithteeth.com
This past weekend, my husband (Uncle Herbie) and I once again
traveled up
95N to visit Daddy (Janitor Steve). We also stopped along the
way and
picked up our friend and little girl L, who we affectionately
refer to as
Pucker Princess. She just loves that cute adorable nickname! Really!
There were many activities to fill up our weekend. Spankings,
strappings,
canings, enemas, site seeing .. we even drove into the city and
visited the
pervert store which some people call Kinimatics. :) Daddy let
me pick out
my very own brand new butt plug. Uncle Herbie got Pucker Princess
a new toy
too, her toy needed batteries. ::cheesy grin::
Still, one of the activities that we just didn't want to miss,
was going
bowling. I am usually a pretty poor bowler. My average is something
like
84. ::blush:: but Daddy Janitor has been working hard to encourage
me.
This time he had a special plan, he figured when I bowled I was
too easily
distracted from my center of gravity, which in my case would be
my naughty
bottom hole. So, after a couple dozen pre bowling cane strokes,
daddy told
me to get ready for the plug. Like a very good girl, I leaned
over the
bottom of daddy's bed and he slipped the butt plug right up my
hershy
highway. Then we did what any normal spanko family would do -
we piled in
daddy's hairbrush mobile and went bowling.
I noticed from the start, that every time I went up to bowl, I
couldn't help
but think about my doo doo hole. Yet, I noticed something else
too, my
bowling was getting better and better with each ball I would through.
My
first game I scored a 90 and my second game I scored a 115!
I think with a little more practice in picking up my spares -
and perhaps a
slightly larger butt plug - I could turn pro!
Daddy bowled one extra game with his future league team mates.
They wanted
to see how they bowled as a team, and besides - the rest of us
were planning
on having sore muscles today. Still, daddy wanted me to remain
interested
in the final game so he made one of his daddy bargains with me.
He said he
would give me one cane stroke for every pin he bowled under 200.
I was
doing all sorts of bowling cheers after I heard that - believe
me. Believe
it or not - my cheers must have worked. Daddy bowled exactly 200.
:) It
sure was my lucky day.
Still, daddy found some other reason to cane me later. Pucker
Princess and
I were fighting in the back seat of the car on the drive home.
You know how
it is when knees cross over the imaginary line.
So what do you think? Plugged or Unplugged? Which is the better
way to
bowl?
:)
z
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