Are You a Little Teapot?

Never, ever Google a term and accidentally read the first definition that comes up because it will oftentimes be from that bizarre Urban Dictionary, and then you will never be able to look at an innocent inanimate object again in the same way you used to.    Case in point:  The word "teapot."  Don't go look it up.   Here, I will save you the trouble:

TOP DEFINITION

teapotsex

A sexual act where a woman assumes a "doggystyle" position while man squeezes his testes one by one into her anus. After insertion, the woman then flexes her P.C. muscles while the man masturbates to orgasm. The man will sometimes make a whisling sound just prior to or during ejaculation to simulate the sound of a teapot.

 

Good grief.  Laughing........ never in my wildest kinkiest whatever dreams did I even think that anybody could think of such a thing let alone do it.  My eyes are still burning.  Of course, I read it to Storm and he laughed heartily.   "It was the whistling that really got me!" he explains.

Okay...... back to the main part of my post which I haven't even gotten to yet because of the above distraction on my innocent search for some pictures of teapots.  I was looking them up because I was trying to describe the spanking position that Storm had me in yesterday.  At first, I tried to think in just words how to describe it, but I came to the conclusion that an innocent visual might help.  He was sitting in a chair with his legs spread and I was over one of his thighs.  My butt was pretty high in the air, for his viewing and spanking pleasure, and if I am being completely honest, and I am, for my submissive pleasure.  Here is the visual:

Do you see how that teapot spout is beautifully arched?  That is what I felt I looked like during this spanking.  (but add some full fat cream to the situation).  And now we have some laughter....... in that closet (I'll explain why we were in there in a future post) and in blog land, too.  

The other reason I thought of myself as a teapot is because he says I have been doing a lot of "spouting off."

“I’m a little teapot, short and stout
Here is my handle, here is my spout
When I get all steamed up, hear me shout
Just tip me over and pour me out”

And tip me over, he did!  Once the spanking and the lecturing began, I uttered what I can only describe as some kind of near sputtering.  Ppptthhh!  Fttttthhhh!  I don't know if it was the angle or if I was simply extra sensitive that day, but the man was just medium to light tapping me with the paddle on my bottom, but it hurt A LOT.  I am normally still during all of my spankings.  Well, guess who got up during the middle of it and said, "OUCH, HONEY!!??"  And, no, he didn't get mad...... he just waited for me to stop sputtering, said he heard me, but we're not finished, and helped me put myself back in place where I belonged.  Hmph! More spanking and more lecturing about spouting off.  I mostly held my tongue after that and I stayed in place.  When it was all over, I came up on my knees between his legs, humbled, my head on one of his thighs, and not quite certain what to make of the situation as he held me there naked and waited until I was emotionally ready to put my arms around his middle.  Sometimes he just holds me like that for a while and smooths my hair and then tells me sweet things.

After some time for me to ease into another gear, the spanking time led to time over-the-bed-time and in-the-bed-time.  Nobody was a whistling teapot, but things did get very steamy!

When you get yourself into trouble and before the spanking turns you into a sweet spoonful of sugar, what kind of kitchen gadget or appliance might you compare yourself to?  A sour-attitude lemon juicer?  Something else or a little spouting off teapot like me?