Get up onto the roof and stick your bottom out
This is hilarious: Sam Sugar wants to make Google-assisted satellite porn:
All you need to do is get naked somewhere public while doing something pornographic. If you can stand at the tip of a 30ft paper arrow I’d appreciate it. The tricky bit’s waiting to have your photo taken. I don’t know when the satellites are overhead so it might be easiest to wait a full 12 hrs to make sure you’re visible.
Respect the Party-going Guy
It makes me mighty unhappy to hear girls bad-mouth men who come to commercial spanking parties. I’ve met some fantastic guys at the parties I’ve done (even if I get scared witless every time just before I go, but that has more to do with my extreme shyness). I often find myself wondering how this or that guy is doing, and what he had thought of my most recent video, and whether he would come to one of my parties again.
Parties are not the best place to make friends - there is too much going on, you’re either getting spanked or socialise with everybody at once, and you have to make sure no one is sitting in the corner, forgotten. I’m told, parties are a good way to make contacts for 1-2-1 sessions, but as I don’t do those, opportunities to make lasting friendships and playing again with the men I liked are pretty limited.
Be that as it may, I’ve met some wonderful guys. One man at my first party kept cracking jokes that nearly made me fall off his lap; another was so young that I felt I should be spanking him instead, though he was perfectly proficient. Then there was an older man with incredible energy and enthusiasm for spanking play; I always think of him when I feel like I couldn’t be bothered to buckle my school shoes or to watch another spanking film. Another guy was simply smokin’ hot (I like a man with a dark beard), another was sweet to the point of not wanting to hurt the girls (though honestly, it was OK).
When I hear people dismiss these men as weirdos who can’t get a spanking partner for free, I can’t help imagining the faces of the guys I’ve met. “That one’s not a weirdo, and neither is that other one, and I supposed this one is slightly odd, but he’s so sweet that it doesn’t really matter.”
Don’t get me wrong, there’s an occasional odd vibe, and sometimes there’ll be a man you can’t connect with, or can’t bring yourself to like - but all the sweet, charming men, unlucky enough not to have another outlet for their spanking fantasies, but brave enough to come to the open and attend a party, making all of them responsible for the creepiness of the world is uninformed and unfair.
I do wonder how one particular guy is doing, and whether he’ll come to one of my parties again…
Girls and Boys Spanked Together
There is a type of spanking videos that doesn’t exist (at all! OK, I haven’t seen them all, and you may point some out if I’m wrong, but I’m 90% sure I’m right).
I’m talking about a F/MF or M/MF video, that is, a scenario where a girl and a lad are punished together. They misbehave together, and the incident gets dealt with. They get spanked. Together. A plot where this happens isn’t so hard to imagine (brother and sister fighting? mixed school students copying homework from each other? two servants breaking something valuable and blaming it on each other? whatever), but there’re not many such video in the market.
Why? Huh? Huh?
I expect, I know why they never get made: the producers suppose (and this may be confirmed by polls) that people who watch MF/F videos and people who watch MF/M videos are completely different markets, and viewers of these videos don’t cross over into other genres.
Right.
Isn’t it unfair, though? I’d love to be in a film where I get punished alongside a nice-looking lad, who has to be brave to impress me, while I can be girly, and frilly, and whimper a lot.
This, of course, gets into another rarely explored territory in the spanking industry, which is young, good-looking men. Don’t even start me on that subject.
Anyway, my point is, there needs to be an F/MF or better yet, an M/MF movie, and I want to be in it. Please. Pretty please.
I mean, producing spanking videos is not a hugely lucrative business anyway, and most people lose money or just about break even. Why not lose money on something like this?
Sugasm 56
This week’s best of the sex blogs from the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasmer participants, as well as a sponsor link, for which yours truly is not responsible.
This Week’s Picks
Same Time Next Year (http://nocloudnine.blogspot.com)
“She nodded again, grabbing the doorframe as she pushed against the finger.”
Fuck me- it’s friday. (http://dirtylittlecockslut.blogspot.com)
“I won’t pretend to be coy- because I know what I want.”
Sexual Things You Don’t Know About Me (http://www.taratainton.com)
“My own erotic inner self has been piqued these last few days by a wonderful fantasy; maybe I can help pique yours by sharing.”
Mr. Sugasm Himself
Happy Thanksgiving (http://sugarbank.com)
Editors’ Choice
Fast and Furious (http://edinerotica.blogspot.com)
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NikiFlynn.com Goes Live
Niki Flynn, an inspired spanking model and my dear partner in crime, launches her personal site today. NikiFlynn.com is a free site with plenty of pictures, a full filmography, links to all Niki-related places, and a Not Blog (that is, an occasional diary).

The design is breathtaking, and so are the photos. Go and feast your eyes.
Prison Catfights and Consequences
Another episode of my prison adventures has started on Bars-and-Stripes. In “Broken Silence” I get into a three-way catfight, endure what I believe to be my hardest caning on film so far, while the storyline of Niki Flynn and her teddy-bear reach new, disturbing heights. Or lows, depends whose side you’re on.
So, what’s happening in this segment?
Mrs Woods, my cell-mate Flynn and I - or rather, my character, the slightly freaky horror writer Ms Haze - get the task of cleaning one of the screws’ office with toothbrushes. Being the Top Dog, Woods wants to know everything about the new arrivals. Flynn is still not saying a word, and simply glares, but I have no problem talking about my conviction, even though I’m still not keen to say whether I had in fact committed the murder I’d been locked up for.

Only, remember what happened between Flynn and me in our previous episode? Well, it appears that the weird girl now considers me her property, so she lashes out at Woods in a jealous rage. Woods is happy to beat the hell out of anybody who challenges her authority, so they start fighting.
I feel oddly responsible for my creepy girlfriend, so I try to protect her from the Top Dog’s rage, but the fight escalates out of control until at last it’s broken up by two guards and the Matron. Woods gets hauled to solitary right away (Leia needed to get behind the second camera, because Paul was now in shot). Officer Kennedy and Matron remain to deal with Flynn and me.
The fight was awesome to shoot, but as we were not pulling any punches - and _were_ pulling much hair - we all sort of collapsed in a heap as soon as the guards appeared on the scene, and couldn’t move or speak for a good three minutes. Dear Lord, it was exhausting. But the great, intense scene that followed was well worth the suffering.
Part 2 is coming up some time soon, so keep an eye on my brag-fest.
Work Names for Working Girls
I might be one of the last people to have never read “Diary of a Manhattan Call Girl” by Tracy Quan, but a friend has just lent it to me, and I’m catching up. (If I’m wrong, and I’m not, in fact, the last person to have never read it, I must inform you that it’s fiction, it’s written by an actual American call girl, and it’s got a sequel: “Diary of a Married Call Girl”
. The advantage of made-up sex diaries, of course, is that they have a plot, and I’m enjoying it so far.)
The following dilemma made me whoop with recognition:
“Jasmine regards the multiple naming of the working self with impatience: “Who can keep up with all your names?” Jasmine doesn’t use a work name, she just calls herself Jasmine at all times. “Suppose some guy runs into you at a gallery opening, calls you Boopsie or Cupcake or whatever, and screws everything up for you? Hide it in plain sight,” she insists. “Besides, they think it’s tacky when a girl has too many names.” …
As a child I used to harangue my mother: “Why was I called Nancy?” Why can’t I be a Suzy or a Barbara? Why wasn’t I named Felicity?” Not having the faintest idea what she was foretelling, Mother replied, in that prim tone (which remains her parental hallmark), “When you grow up, you will have the freedom to choose any name you wish. Until then you will be called Nancy.”
And about her boyfriend:
“So what would Matt think if he knew how I’ve realised my earliest ambitions? He’d be… appalled. I’m sure he has no idea how much fun it is to rename yourself at will.”
A girl can’t have too many names; it’s impossible. A pleasure of a shiny new name can’t be compared to anything: signing it for the first time, learning to turn when people call you, seeing it in print when they are talking about you. It’s fantastic. Friends do occasionally complain that they can’t keep my names straight, but that’s simply because they are not yet very enlightened.
Now, of course, it’s impractical for a model to change names too many times (we’ve discussed it here and here), but that’s what role-play is for. In my private existence, I like to change my name whenever a mood strikes me.
Not to Boopsie or Cupcake, though.
More on the Fountain Pen
To complement our previous discussion on pens and ink as instruments of discipline, “The Times” printed the following on the 15 November:
In the days when fountain pens were widespread, was there ever a pupil whose school blazer did not have a giant inky map all over the lining or a blue puddle in the top pocket?
The fountain pen was also a favourite weapon of the naughty schoolboy. The nib could be used to jab other pupils and some models, especially those which filled from bottles by pistons or levers, were ideal for squirting ink. The more primitive dip-in types also made crude darts. But the favourite of every schoolboy was the ink pellet - the blotting-paper-and-ink device detested by every teacher.
Thank you, Times, for great ideas for misdeeds for my future videos.
Sugasm 55
It’s my week, munchkins - look at the editors’ choice this week. Yep, it’s me! (In fact, it’s Razor’s interview: I told you the guy was golden.)
This week’s best of the sex blogs from the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasmer participants.
This Week’s Picks
To Tell or Not to Tell… (http://lipstickexplosion.com)
“Jane Falling claims it’s best not to tell, and she writes, ‘my identity as a prostitute is too serious a secret to trust with near-strangers.’”
Anti-Anti-Pornography, Part II (http://www.teen-porn-site.com/blog)
“One question I would like to ask them is - were there any rape or child abuse cases *before* the invention of pornography?”
To Shave or Not to Shave (http://www.model-chat.com)
“I stayed full bush for about my first two weeks as a live adult host.”
Mr. Sugasm Himself
Silence is better than bullshit (unless you’re a Gold-level member) (http://sugarbank.com)
Editors’ Choice
Pillow Talk: Interview with Razor Ryan (http://adelehaze.com)
Sugar Rush and the Award-Winning Spanking
The UK drama “Sugar Rush” has won an International Emmy Award. In case you don’t know, it’s a cheeky series about a teen lesbian discovering what turns her on.
Are you wondering why this is relevant on a spanking blog?
Here’s why:
The most amusing thing is the category it won the Emmy in. *drum roll*
“Children and Young People”.
Go, “Sugar Rush”!
P.S. Now that I know how to jam videos into the Wordpress template, watch out. World domination is not far off.










