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I spent most of today woking in the library, which was suitably packed (it’s the finals season, don’t you know). There were a few guys, but mostly it was girls, girls, girls: dishevelled, bug-eyed, hyper from coffee and suffering from lack of sleep, and mostly pretty all the same.
I wondered how many of them supported themselves through the university with some kind of sex work.
Now, if there were any spanking models, I would probably know - the scene isn’t that huge - but there must have been a lap-dancer or two. I mean, the area is full of lap-dancing bars, somebody has to dance there. And how about escorts? Porn models? Phone sex operators? These are all student-friendly jobs.
It’s impossible to tell, though. It’s finals time; nobody’s at their most glamorous right now, particularly in the library.
I did have a good ogle of the particularly sweet-looking girls, though I’m glad they didn’t know what sort of movie I’ve mentally cast them in.
‘Hobble for Life’ Update
I managed two training sessions for Bums on the Run, at which point my knee used a safeword.
It said, and I quote: “You idiot, I was almost fine, but what did you do? You ran 4K over two mornings. Well, now I’m going to give you grief. If you ever want to go down a set of steps without holding onto a railing ever again, stop this abuse right this minute.”
I have heeded the warning and stopped training. On the day of the race I’ll have a go at running for as long as I can, but then I’ll just walk and admire the scenery. I’m given to understand I won’t be alone in the rear-guard, and if the girls who come last have to be slippered by the coach… oh well!
People wishing to be the coach, form an orderly queue.
Dick’n'Jane Go to School
One of the more bizarre mixes of fetishes in one mainstream music video. (WTF is that dog doing there???) It’s about spanking, though.
I wish it wasn’t called “Spanky Spanky”. That’s a truly moronic word.
(Thanks to onlytellyouonce for the link!)
Dancing on Paper
Niki Flynn has written a book, munchkins.
“Dances with Werewolves” is coming to get you coming out… not soon enough (in the autumn).
We’ve had stripper memoirs, and pro-domme memoirs, and escort memoirs, and now we’re going to have a spanking model memoir. Don’t know about you, but I can’t think of anybody with a more interesting story to tell, or better qualified to tell it.
Details to come in due course, I’m sure, on Niki’s blog.
A better spanking robot
Or a better model than yesterday, anyway.
I’m not convinced there’s any spanking going on, but my goodness, what a bottom…
(From the charmingly named FuckingMachines.com)
Spanked by robots
Somebody found me by googling ’spanking robots’. What, like this:
(Picture taken here. I don’t know who these cartoon characters are. Or how the original googler landed on my site, either.)
Race for Life - or Hobble for Life, Anyway
So, as I’ve mentioned before, I’d injured my knee in the middle of my race training. It wasn’t twisted, like I’d thought: I took it to a doctor and it was… never mind, I’ll spare you the medical details, but tomorrow will be the first day I’ll be comfortable enough to attempt a training session after a three-week break.
I don’t know how it will go: the doc said not to overdo it.
The race is on 3 June.
Something tells me I have no chance to finish my training as planned. Something tells me, after all the treadmill miles I’ve clocked, I won’t be able to finish the 5K on the day.
This feels like as much of a let-down as when the skin of my bottom packs it in mid-spanking, before my mind is ready to finish.
As far as I see it, I have three options for the race, one of which is not an option at all:
- Not show up in London at all. This is the non-option: chickening out at this stage would be cheating, even if I have the doctor’s note, a great favourite with schoolgirls.
- Resign to the fact I’m walking the race, as other unfit people do. Meet the other girls at the finish line.
- Continue training until the day, start the race with the rest of the girls, run for as long as I can, see what my knee does.
Hell, I don’t know. I’m leaning towards option three…
My Modelling Clothes on Auction for Charity
I’ve mentioned before that I approach picking my clothes for spanking movies and stills very seriously.
Knickers are particularly important, because, well, they are going to be on display longer than any other piece of clothing I wear. :) But, if I’m given the choice of costume, I do my best not to overlook anything.
Over on Bums on the Run, the site for our Race for Life, I’m auctioning away some of the clothes that appeared in the spanking films and photo stories I’ve made with Northern Spanking. Lucy, the generous soul that she is, is throwing in the DVDs of the films where I’ve worn the stuff, or, in case of the photo story, some glossy prints if you want them.
All auctions close on 12:00 GMT on 31 May.
Here’s what you can get (click on the links for full conditions, and instructions on how to bid):
Pink Heart Knickers from the photo set “The Importance of Correct Attire”:
‘Rear of the Year’ knickers from the movie “Banking On a Spanking”, plus the DVD (the writing has grown a tad faint after a wash; fair warning):
Red Knickers from “Gangsters’ Molls” (my first ever video! and even though it’s not available anywhere any more, you still get the DVD thrown in).
Black lace-trimmed knickers from “To Cane a Mocking Goth” (my second ever video!) plus the DVD - and again, the movie isn’t available any more:
And finally, you can get the velvet dress I wore for the same movie “To Cane the Mocking Goth” - that was, before the appalled teacher made me change into the proper uniform and wash all the disgusting make-up off - and the DVD:
I could fool you by claiming you may sell them on one day for three times as much as you donate now, but nobody would believe that, right?
It’s just that I would be heartbroken if nobody wanted my stuff, particularly since the opening bid is all of 1 pound on each of them. I’ll notice if they don’t sell, trust me!
Please bid on my costumes. Please.
Mary Bryant: Flogging on a transportation ship
This scene is quite well-known, and still I couldn’t resist posting it. For a mainstream movie it’s incredibly realistic in some respects: the facials are stunning, and so is the screaming.
I also love the bit just before the punishment, where she gives the officer this amazing insolent look. Spanking models should practice looks like this in front of a mirror.
Caned, Whipped and Flogged… I Think
Remember I said I was playing hard last week? Well, I was away, and hadn’t thought to bring a camera, so the only pictures I have of my pretty stripes are from Mr Haze’s phone (i.e. not great.)
Have a look at one anyway. The double lines are from the cane, and the single lines are probably from a whip.
You know how I don’t really mark? Well…
