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Anime Spanking in Italian
Another cute little spanking clip - this time with no subtitles.
Not the longest spanking you’ve ever seen, but I think a friend apologising on behalf of the girl who’s being spanked is really cute. And hot.
Sore Muscles
In honour of me killing myself training for Race for Life, a still from my set for Northern Spanking, called “Gymtastic”.
The funny part about this picture is that by this point in the story I haven’t even been spanked: this is just me and Niki having a cat fight.
All the marks are from the previous movies and sets filmed and photographed that day.
Attribution
So, munchkins, here’s the deal: if you like something you see here on the blog (like maybe a scan of the Easter postcard,* or like maybe something I say in relation to it), and you decide to send it on to a kinky news site (like maybe Melon Farmers), be a fucking dear, and say where you’ve found it, OK?
Attributions are blog currency; when you omit your source in quoting stuff, you make people want to teach you netiquette with a hot poker up somewhere private.
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* Yeah, I know the postcard isn’t original art, but if here’s where you’ve found it, would have been nice to say so.
What the Net Dragged In - 13
Google has kept me entertained recently, though I haven’t got around to posting my catches for a while. Here are some of the recent favourites:
what doing a bank clerk - say what?
ballet or opera which is better - that’s right; don’t mind all these rude people who’re only here for the pr0n. Let’s discuss cultural matters instead. Hmm, ballet or opera?
how to hack spanking websites - I’d rather you hacked off your own useless fingers, but that may be just me.
hair brushes for spanking - where to buy - Now, there’s a conundrum… Try Body Shop?
how many guys like to be spanked - Lots. And lots. And lots. And lots.
Editer to add: Full marks to the person who, after yesterday’s post, came in by typing: “so ballet or opera which is better adele?” That sure made me giggle.
Charity Run Update
So, with flu and stuff, I’ve lost over two weeks of my training for Race For Life. Today I risked a run for the first time since I got ill, and - it figures, right? - the sorest muscles I got afterwards were in my bum.
No matter what sport I go for, I get a sore bottom from it. Bike riding, horse riding, rollerblading, and now running. How unfair.
The ‘Six of the Best’ Song
OK, this is… interesting.
Anybody care to direct a suitable music video? With girls instead of boys? Starring me?
Little-Girl Bedding and Marked Bottom
It’s an oldish picture, but I haven’t blogged it before. I love my age-play bedding set.
I love my ageplay, too, but it’s not a spanking video-friendly subject.
Tan (beige) underwear
Just before I caught the ‘flu, I caught myself secretly gaping at this woman at the gym changing room. She was wearing a very modest pair of tan full knickers, a few shades darker than her pale skin.
I’ve never before considered tan undies appealing, but there was something magnetic about this. If discovering full cotton knickers when a skirt is raised can signal innocence, then modest tan knickers surely mark even deeper sort of innocence.
The “In my wildest imaginings, I couldn’t have thought that I might have my knickers exposed for a spanking today” sort of innocence.
What do you think, munchkins? Is there a shot of sexiness to be found in extreme modesty?
Blogs for you
I’m still sick, though not so sick that I can’t blog, which is good, right? Here are some blogs I’ve added to my reading list and the link bar:
The Adams Collection - a smart spanking blog by David. Much sexy writing and some pretty cool rendered spanking art.
The Cherry Red Report - blogging at its purest form: nice spanking stuff Dave finds online and posts for our pleasure.
Quips and Chains - a general-interest fetish blog with gorgeous art, and instances of the kinky in the mainstream.
Hope you munchkins enjoy them; I have.
‘Amora’: a sex exhibition in London
The Guardian has a report of London’s first permanent sex exhibition, based in Soho.
Its interactive video exhibits are explicit and it has a resident sex therapist. It aims to be entertaining and educational, though it’s hard to tell which first.
A wall of sex toys - oddly including a range of silicone breast implants - is accompanied by videos of models demonstrating their use. A model of a man bent over invites you to spank him with a paddle, with lights showing whether you’ve gone too far, like a fairground test-your-strength machine. A plaster cast of a man and a women invite you to feel inside for their G spot or prostate. “That’s it,” they say encouragingly when you hit the right spot.
Hmm, curious. I feel like I ought to see it for the sake of having an informed opinion, but I won’t be going. Why? Because a ticket costs 12 quid during the day, and 15 in the evening. There’s no possible way the exhibition could ever be worth that.
Apparently, there’s some doubt that the British public can handle something this frank and unashamedly explicit. I think they can, but when the place closes after losing money for a while, this will be taken as proof that there ain’t no sex in the UK. What it’ll actually prove is that charging an equivalent of a month’s membership to a spanking website is lunacy.
I did note with a smile that the title of the Guardian piece zeroed in on the spanking aspect of the exhibition.
