What was that reason again?

Oh, that's right, I forgot. ST never needs a reason. If he doesn't have one, he makes one up. (put-upon eye roll)

Tonight, he was in quite the evil mood. Had a new and special way to mess with my head; he kept giving me light little taps with the implements, running them over my skin, brushing them against me, more light taps. And then when I'd least expect it, WHAM! I never knew when to brace myself, when to take a deep breath, when to hunker down. And that's exactly what he wanted.

At one point, he took soooooo excruciatingly long, teasing me with the strap, that I finally blurted, "Oh, for fuck's sake!" He laughed. "Am I boring you?

Before I could answer, he gave me several fast and hard whacks. "Was that boring?"

"I never said anything was boring!" I shrieked. Damn these tops! I can get myself into plenty of trouble without them putting words in my mouth!

Later, over the ottoman, he started up with the taps and brushes again. "Take that!" he teased. "Bet you won't do that again... whatever that was."

"AHA!" I yelped in triumph. "I knew it! You don't even know what you're spanking me for -- you just make shit up!"

No more tapping. "You wanna take that back?"

"I can't take it back! It's said! You can't unsay things!"

"I suggest you try. Say it backwards."

Oh, good grief. "UP SHIT MAKE JUST YOU!" I yelled.

Thank goodness he was satisfied with that; I didn't have to actually say the words backward. Uoy tsuj ekam tihs pu sounds like a foreign language.

He switched gears somewhere in the middle; went from playful to his more sinister side. His voice deepened, roughened; his hand fisted in my hair. When his fingernails dragged across tenderized flesh, I had to bury my face in the pillow.

"Please!" I cried. "Please, please!"

"Are you begging me?" he murmured. "I like it when you beg. I like it when you struggle, too." And I was doing plenty of that, writhing all over the ottoman. My mind screamed, "When is he going to stop??" My body sent a clear and opposing message: "Don't stop."

I don't know why tonight's photos don't show the red. Because it was most definitely there.

Finally, I felt cool, smooth wood moving back and forth, back and forth across my cheeks. "You know what's next, don't you?" I nodded.

"Ten more." I nodded again.

"They're going to be hard and fast." I moaned, clutched the pillows.

"Are you ready?" One more nod. But still, he didn't strike. More caressing, back and forth. I waited, shaking, legs twitching. "You sure you're ready?"

"I'm as ready as I'm going to be," I managed to say.

He delivered. So fast, I couldn't count. But I knew after 10, he'd stop.

Several minutes later, he asked me how I was. "Spacy," I murmured. I was bonelessly relaxed, mush-brained, and had the urge to giggle. Perfect.

We talked for a long time afterward, and it ended up being later than his usual time to leave. So guess who was in trouble for that?? Of course, he had to test all the toys before he put them away. Just to "make sure they still worked," he said.

"This is so wrong!" I protested. "Next week I'll remind you to leave on time, and you'll tell me I'm throwing you out and I'm a rude hostess!"

He didn't deny it. Rather despicable, isn't he? And I wouldn't have him any other way. ♥

In other news: HotMovies.com VOD (Video on Demand) site just put up its very first clips from Spanking Court! In Spanking Court Cases Vol. 1, there are two scenes, and Scene 1 is one of mine. :-) It's the one where the Court Disciplinarian and I face the judge, I have to confess to the name I called the C.D., and I get 200 wooden paddle strokes (and break down and cry). Scene 2 is with Alex Reynolds, the friend I met last week. I believe she cries in her scene as well. So this is a great clip for those who enjoy tears. (I wonder if it's the clip of hers where she broke the C.D.'s paddle? hee hee)

Here's a photo, speaking of red -- probably the most marked you will ever see me:

That's Judge Spanks, AKA Feenix on Fetlife. You can read all about the clip (and download it, if you so desire) here.

Two-and-a-half weeks to BBW!

Pics from Lily, and fun with Alex

Lily is a fast worker; she's already put up our clip of "The Devil Wears a Red Bottom" from Wednesday's shoot. You can find it on Clips4Sale here, or on Spanking Library here. Or, if you prefer, you can purchase a flat-rate 30-day membership to Lily's clips, where you can stream all her content, here.

Meanwhile, here are some stills! Me, ordering Robert around:

Notice I went for the "professional" look by wearing my glasses. Here I am after Robert decides it's payback time:

Really, what an outrageous way to treat one's boss:

The final indignity, one hell of a strapping:



At least that stupid "Vitamin Water" he brought me was good for something:

I'd felt a bit tired after the shoot, so I came home and slept for about an hour. Then I was keyed up, but didn't feel like driving to the gym, so I worked out here for nearly two hours, using the apartment's treadmill and assorted weights. So yesterday, what hurt? My bum? Not at all. But my legs ached so much, I could barely walk. Figures! I have some marks on my upper thighs, but nothing on the bottom proper.

Yesterday afternoon, I met Alex Reynolds in person for the first time. She's been in town for the past week and she too shot with Lily and Robert, among others. She and I have been connecting on FetLife for about a year, I think, but never got the chance to meet. We came close, since we both shot for Spanking Court last year on the same day. However, she had to leave and we missed each other by about 20 minutes.

Anyway, she's a sweetie! She was staying in downtown L.A., and told me she'd have transportation, so we could meet anywhere. I chose a Starbucks in Studio City, about a half-hour from me, as a meeting point. When I arrived, I got a text from her, saying she was running late because there had been traffic and she missed her bus transfer. Bus? I was confused, as I'd thought she had a car. When she got there, she told me the car she'd been using had died, and it turns out that dear girl took two buses from downtown in order to meet me. How nice was that?

We chatted for 2 1/2 hours and got to know each other a bit better. By the way -- the photo on my book cover? The photographer was someone Alex had recommended to me.

It's been a week of treats: ST, Lily and Robert, Alex, spankings, video shoots. Just what I needed after last weekend. And now it's time to head for John's once again.

Whether you celebrate Easter or Passover (or neither, like me), have a great weekend, y'all. :-)

Welcome a new Clips4Sale store...

..."Tubaman" Paul! :-) Go see!

When I shot with Paul and Sarah Gregory last year, some of the clips were for Sarah's site, and others were for Paul's new site, Spanking 101. He has been shooting a lot of content over the past year-and-a-half or so, with several women, and he just launched this clip store. For now, there are 10 clips up, with lots more to come.

I'm thrilled to pieces to have one of mine among the first 10! It's a short but very hard spanking; Paul and I play husband and wife, and we have a fight after coming home from a business dinner. He tells me I behaved like a "horse's ass" and I throw a hairbrush at him. Aaaaand you can pretty much figure out what he does with it.

I had no idea this clip was up until a friend wrote to tell me he'd downloaded it. His first word, and I quote -- "Yikes!" :-)

Please do check out this clips store and support Paul -- he and Sarah have done great work!

It's a Wonderful Spanking!

Here it is -- our 2nd annual holiday video! Thanks to ST and his intrepid editing, we have 16 minutes of spanking silliness for you. So without further ado, I present: My visit from Santa's demented lisping elf, Seymour. :-)

(oh, and because I know there are perfectionists like me out there who will point this out, I'll do it for you -- I got my cartoon characters mixed up. Yes, I know... it's not Elmer Fudd who lisps, it's Daffy Duck. Oh well!)

Hope you enjoy! For reasons unknown, the full version absolutely refused to upload, even after three attempts. So it's in two parts.

Part 1:

And Part 2:

Preview of coming attractions

Tonight, ST and I shot another Holiday Extravaganza! He showed up with his video camera and a fun idea; he even had a few props. I was laughing and clapping my hands like a kid -- yup, Ericaneezer Scrooge took a hike for a little while.

We were a little more ambitious this time, fooling around with different camera angles and shooting/reshooting the same scenes. And ST is going to be doing some very creative editing and special effects. OK, so the lighting wasn't perfect and we were a little off in our angles and we flubbed some lines, but we shot lots of variety and I know he'll have plenty to cut together and make something terrific out of it. It was hard not to crack up through it all -- in fact, I believe I did, several times, as did he. :-D  How can you not laugh when you're being spanked by a demented elf with a speech impediment? (yes, really)

One goof we made -- we shot all the scenes, got all the extra snippets we needed, and then he put the equipment away while I changed into jeans and a sweatshirt. Only then did we realize we hadn't taken any stills! Arggh!

Oh well. You'll just have to wait for the video. But in the meantime...

I gave ST his gifts. I'd made him some brownies from scratch and had them nicely packed in a Tupperware container with a bow on it. Along with those, I'd gotten him the Leather Spanking Buddy from Cane-iac (I'd ordered it at the same time I ordered the first cane). Naturally, he just had to test it, immediately. And he passed the elf cap onto me.

Yeah... we're not too hammy, are we? ;-)

Poor sulky elf...

I love the Spanking Buddy! It packs a wallop, but it's a stinging, slappy, leathery wallop, not a thuddy wallop.

ST felt bad; said he didn't get me anything. I told him his gift to me is year-round. :-)

Stay tuned -- I'm hoping to have the first clip or two up by Wednesday.

And speaking of clips -- forget Clips4Sale. Not only do they have a 10-clip minimum, but someone told me they now require you to update and add new stuff monthly. Screw that! Something will work out. W.D.M.E. will be available again, somewhere. :-)

Things are never as simple as they seem, are they?

As you guys may remember, I've been trying to figure out what I want to do with "When Danny Met Erica," the video Danny and I shot and produced together. For a few years, Shadow Lane was distributing it for us, but they're no longer distributing other people's material. Same deal with other video companies.

So I thought, OK, since everyone seems to have a Clips4Sale store these days, I might as well join in. I wrote to Tony and asked what I needed, since he had the master DVD. He said he'd break it up into three clips for me and then, if I had a C4S store set up, he'd upload them for me, or send me a disk, whichever I preferred. Very nice of him.

I'd heard setting up the C4S account is quick and easy. Not quite.

First, they require a scanned file of your ID, plus a scan of one of your bills (with your real name and address on it). I still don't have a scanner. I meant to get one -- I've been researching all-in-one printers and had finally narrowed it down to the exact make and model that I want. And it's out of stock everywhere. I called Epson and they said it's back-ordered, and they'll email me when it's in stock. So, still no scanner.

OK, that's an inconvenience, but doable. I just have to go to Fedex/Kinko's and use their scanner. However, there was another requirement. I have to have a minimum of 10 clips to establish a store.

I don't suppose they'll accept 3 instead of 10, huh? Even if I ask real nice? Blech.

So I checked out Spanking Library. I didn't see any minimum requirement there. But they said it's mandatory to give an address where 2257 documentation is available.

OK, I know what 2257 is -- that's the bit where you have to prove all people on camera were over 18. I don't have documentation and papers and photos and all that crap like the studios keep -- it was just a private little thing between Danny and me. He did put the 2257 notice in the video, because that's required. But I have no address to give them. Mine? Sure, I could do that, but what happens if they ask me to produce papers?

So forget them too.

Dammit! All I want to do is sell this film somewhere. It's too good a piece of work to not be available. And it breaks into three perfect clips, since it's comprised of three separate scenes.

Wish I were more savvy about these things. It's rather frustrating.

Oh well. In other news, I got an unexpected reprieve this weekend. John's sister and brother-in-law, for whatever reason, didn't have their annual holiday blow-out party this year. They've done it every year for the past 30 years or more, and I've gone with John every year since I've known him. I've written blog accounts of a couple of them, too. Basically, it's the same scenario each time: tons of people, live music, food I don't like, lots of noise, copious quantities of alcohol and pot, people getting progressively louder and drunker as the night goes on, dancing in a tiny area where there isn't enough room and people crashing into each other and stepping all over each other's feet, and me wishing we could go home. Yes, I know. I'm such a fun party girl.

I think I mentioned this before, but John's bro-in-law once made fun of me in the party invitation, writing, "You'll like this one, Erica -- we've invited several librarians and we'll be playing chamber music." Asshat. What can I say -- I'd much rather spend a few hours with a couple of good friends, a good meal and some champagne. Have a conversation during which I don't have to scream over a racket. I really can be fun in that kind of scenario. Honest. And if you think I'm some uptight librarian type, you lecherous boob, I've got a few websites I can show you.

One more bit of news: Since Late Bloomer came out, I've had a resurgence of sales for What Happens to Naughty Girls? However, I've been informed that it's no longer on sale at Amazon.com. No worries, as it's still very much available from its original site at Lulu. If you click on the picture of the book on the right (just below the picture of Late Bloomer), it'll take you directly to its Lulu page.

And don't forget, y'all -- if you've read LB and you liked it, and you haven't already done so, please drop by the Amazon page and leave a review. I have 15 so far, and every single one helps. Thanks. :-)

Anyway, tomorrow is the last chance before Hanuchristmakwanzadanivus for ST to spank the Scrooge out of me. Let's see if he makes any progress.

Interesting question

While wandering through the blogosphere last night, I happened upon a post by Ronnie about watching ourselves being spanked in a mirror. She asked if bottoms have done so and how they feel about it. I commented that I don't like it; it makes me squirmy and I want to duck my head or close my eyes. Ronnie then asked me if I was happy to watch my spanking videos with other people. I thought I'd reply to that here, rather than hijacking her blog.

Watching myself on video with others is a whole different ball game from when I'm watching by myself. The nifty catch-all answer is "It depends on the video, and who is watching with me." But that's not very satisfying, is it.

I realize this seems like a topic restricted to the "pros," but really, it isn't. Not in this age of Spanking Tube and Clips 4 Sale and the plethora of amateur content out there. Any spankos can turn on a cell phone or a video camera and then put the results up on the Net. So for anyone who has done this, do you watch yourself with others present? How does it feel for you?

My reactions are mixed; there are parts I enjoy. Believe it or not, what I like most is my sass and zingers -- watching/hearing those with others present makes me giggle. I love their reactions, their shocked gasps. "Oh, you did NOT just say that." It's fun. And I do like the wide-angle action shots, because they look lively and showcase both the top and the bottom (me).

What do I hate? I'm sure you know where this is going. Yup... the close-ups. The "money shots." I know in porn, that term means something else entirely, but in spanking video, it's the peekaboo shots. The straight-on camera angle that makes me feel like I'm in a gynecologist's/proctologist's office. Come on, y'all. Shoot a little off to the side, will ya? If I'm watching with gal pals, I'm especially squirmy during those moments. I mean, I don't think my girlfriends want to know me that intimately. If I'm watching with John or someone I've played with, I figured they've seen it all anyway. But still... it's weird to watch. Let's be honest; some people's privates are prettier than others'. I don't happen to think mine are.

Being thin and compact has its disadvantages in this instance. I can slam my legs tightly closed and keep them that way, and it won't matter. Everything still shows. Yeeeesh.

Silly things will make me feel self-conscious. I will often kick wildly on camera, and once, when watching Stand Corrected with a friend, she commented that I looked like I was swimming. Whenever my kicking got particularly vigorous, she'd laugh and say, "Swim, Erica, swim!" I know she meant absolutely no ridicule with that, but it felt a little uncomfortable nonetheless. Not sure why.

I have to remember that I'm the only one watching who is picking my body and face apart. Others are seeing me overall and enjoying the performance.

I wrote about this in my book, but it fits in perfectly here: That uber-surreal moment when I was watching Spank Thy Neighbor for the first time, with my co-star on my left and John on my right... and that scene came on. OhhhhKay. I could hear Ralph trying not to chuckle, and John huffing "Well, now." When we filmed that, I shut out the cameras and disappeared into my head. But watching it, there was no place for me to go! :-D

So, the answer to Ronnie's question is the ever-popular Yes and No. It's exciting and titillating in part, but a bit skeevy in others. Of course, in my case, it's not that much of an issue. It's not I like I have people over every day to watch my video library. I'm simply not that social. :-)

My head is exploding!

In a good way. I came home from John's this evening to some lovely surprises.

First, the video that Richard Windsor and I shot is finally up on Spanking Tube. For whatever reason, he had to upload the thing three times before ST put it up! It was worth the wait; he did a great editing job and I'm so pleased with the results. Check it out:



In case you're wondering about that Ultra-Popular Top business, it's kind of an inside joke. The Ultra-Popular Top, or the UPT, is an affectionate nickname that several of us have for Rich on FetLife, so we had a bit of tongue-in-cheek fun with it in the video. Considering how many women have been over his lap, I'd say the appellation is fitting, no?

Oh, and that snit he's referring to, and my comment about "stupid people on FetLife"? I was in a pissy mood one day, about a week before the party, because two men (I don't know either one of them) had posted two separate comments on Fet that irked me. On one thread, several of us were talking about how much fun it is to be "double-teamed" by two spankers, and one man chimed in with, "It's not supposed to be fun." Then, on another thread, someone else posted that pre-spanking negotiations were unnecessary because "a spankee has no real right to say anything about what their punishment should be." Excuse me??

So, those "stupid people" were two strangers. Not anyone I know (or want to).

Next, I discovered that Lea had posted a wonderful review of my book, and that Cranky Spanker had written not one, but two blog posts about me. And finally, the reviews on Amazon.com are now up to five -- thank you, friends! You guys are all so dear and I appreciate you more than I can say.

One question for the Kindle viewers. I know I had issues with the formatting when I converted the Word file to the Kindle file. One friend told me she didn't see anything weird or glitchy when she read her copy, but someone on Amazon said there were formatting issues. So... did any of you who have ordered the Kindle version see anything off? If so, could you let me know where it is? I know I can edit it, but it's a matter of figuring out how. Thanks. (Personally, I wish everyone would order a paperback version because of that most excellent cover, but I know I'm behind the times.)

It was a quiet weekend, which was just fine after all the excitement last weekend. We watched a lot of 9/11 remembrance programming, which was sad. Dateline had an hour dedicated to the Flight 93 heroes who stormed the cockpit and prevented the terrorists from crashing the Capitol building. Hearing the wives of some of those men speak made me cry. I don't like endless morbid rehashing of horrible events as a rule (John watches WWII footage over and over on the History channel, which annoys me to no end), but I do agree that life changed on 9/11, ten years ago. :-(

Anyway... enough of that. Tomorrow, I get to see NG again. Life is good.

The Villain Strikes: Erica Scott

V and Dana had a very busy Friday/Saturday. They got the video completely edited, then went to put it on Spanking Tube... and it was too large a file. We just kept going and going and going, and it was jam-packed with spanking action. So they had to find another place to put it, and then created a one-minute teaser video for Spanking Tube. That one, you can see here:



V also blogged about it here (go give the man some blog love, will ya?), tweeted about it, and posted pictures on FetLife. So, some of you have already seen the video in its entirety.

For those who haven't, you can find the full-length film here. Even for this site, they had to edit it down a bit. Tough call, deciding what to snip out, because we loved it all.

They did a fan-freaking-tastic job and I'm thrilled to pieces with it. John liked it, and it's very hard to impress him, since he's seen so much spanking content over the years.

When V first told me about doing this and described everything he was bringing, I thought, holy crap, he's going to have a carload of stuff, the parking is terrible on my block and it's over 100 degrees out -- what a nightmare! I told him, park in the red zone, call me from your car and I'll come down and help you. Not necessary, he replied, it all fits in one bag. Huh??

Sure enough, he showed up with one big duffel bag on Thursday at noon. Remember in Mary Poppins, she had that one suitcase, but kept pulling one thing after another after another out of it? That's what it was like with his duffel -- out came a camera, three tripods, huge fluorescent bulbs, umbrellas to filter the lights, a microphone, power strips, cords, other odds and ends. We sat and talked for about 20 minutes while he set everything up.

I think we had five, maybe six camera position changes. For one quick portion, we had to set up the camera and a light in the hallway outside my front door. Fortunately, no one came down the hall or opened their door. That would have taken some 'splaining. Once we got to the spanking action, then it was all one wide-angle shot. You could see all of him, all of me, and I made sure to keep my head craned around so my face was visible. (It's no coincidence that I have a stiff neck after every video shoot!)

He thought it was going to take five-six hours, but we banged it out in four. And had so, so much fun doing it, lots of laughs and silliness. My apartment's A/C cooperated for once and it was about 73 degrees (couldn't get it any cooler), even though it was triple digits outside. Still, V drenched his shirt by the time we were done. Fortunately, he had a spare.

We didn't have anyone to take stills for us, of course, so he said he'd pull stills with frame grabs. Every now and then as we were shooting, he'd whisper "Hold this for a few seconds, for a still," and we'd freeze in position. I think that worked well.

Anyway, just like in the video, he was here and gone, and I was left sort of stupefied and giddy (not to mention a little tender). I put an oversized t-shirt on so I could go get the mail, and when I came back, I glanced at my front door, at the site of the doorbell, and noticed the black Labelmaker sticker with my last name on it. My real last name. Oh, crap. I'd completely forgotten about that.

So I wrote to V, asking if there's any way they could blur that out. He wrote back, saying they'd already seen it and they were going to put an overlay on it to cover it up. I have no idea what that entails, but they did it. All you see is a white square. Amazing.

I would say both V and Dana should have a round of applause for how well they put this together, and how quickly! :-)  I do hope y'all like it.

And apparently I'm going to be punished tomorrow for letting strangers into my apartment late at night...

What a nice surprise! :-)

So I'm cruising through Bonnie's "Good and Hot" section, checking out the updates, and what do I see? A review of one of my older videos, "The Spanking Professor," over at The Spanking Spot, written by Brushstrokes. I clicked on it eagerly, and was delighted to see a very thorough, scene-by-scene review, complete with lots of pictures (screengrabs, I'm thinking, because I haven't seen most of these before).

As I read, my grin grew bigger and bigger. It's a very nice review, extremely complimentary. Any self-respecting attention whore loves to read that she's smoking, brilliant, dynamic, beautiful (blushing fiercely). However, here's the part that made my face practically split wide open. Mr. Brushstrokes freely admits that he was surprised that he enjoyed watching me so much, since he prefers seeing younger girls getting spanked. HA!

I don't know why I'm feeling so incredibly vindicated right now. It's silly of me. But this tickles me to death -- a blogger who has his typing fingers on the pulse of the spanking scene, all the up-and-comers and the nubile young lovelies, admitted that he watched someone who is "a little older" (his words) than his usual subjects and was surprised at how very much he liked her. Why do I feel like I've made some sort of breakthrough? 

Oh, and here's the best part. Not once in the entire review did he use the qualifier "for her age." :-D

Anyway -- besides that, it was great fun to see one of my old favorites mentioned in such detail. Damn, I miss Steve Fuller.

Oh, and Mr. Brushstrokes mentioned that he would have liked to see a longer, harder spanking with the college coed in the beginning of the video. There's a reason why that didn't happen, but you'll just have to read my book to find out all about it! :-Þ

Twitter has been interesting. I've been on there about a day and a half, have 66 followers and have tweeted 27 times. However, most of those are replies to others, so they don't really count. Haven't figured out hashtags yet. Not in any rush to do so, either.

Anyway, thank you to Spanking Spot for making my day!

The remaining clips

Second half of my punishment clips. There is only one thing I would change in any of them, and that's the final clip where our aftercare, his comforting me, went out of the frame. But you can still hear everything, and it's... well, you'll see.

The final paddling... and some very lovely words from NG that really broke the dam.

The end...

The real me, for my readers and my top/special friend, with love.

Let the clips begin

New Guy started sending me our scene in clips this evening. He asked me if I was OK, how I was doing today and how I felt watching the clips. I told him I was better than OK, and the clips make me very proud of both of us.

I thought about waiting until I had all the clips and then posting them all at once so I wouldn't leave people hanging, but guess what -- I can't wait. So I'm posting the first three tonight.

It doesn't get any more real than this, folks. This is a side of myself I normally don't show, and now I'm baring it for the masses. It's not my usual fun and sassy stuff. So if you choose not to watch, it's all right. But if you do, I hope it pushes the right buttons for you. You're not going to see anything gross or extreme, I promise. Just strict.

The first scene is the pre-spanking lecture:



And the spanking begins...

Spanking and scolding continue...

More soon -- stay tuned.

One more clip! :-)

This was the finale to last week's Christmas spanking.

It could have been over; he was winding down, and I was plenty sore and worn out. But despite that, somehow, I didn't want it to be over. I needed that final push. And so, I opened up my big yap one more time...

What you don't get to see, because the clip ends before the aftercare, was the part where I'm kind of curled around him with my head resting on his leg, and I voluntarily smile up at him and whisper, "Merry Christmas." No persuasion necessary. Amazing.

Guess you'll just have to imagine me being sweet. :-D

Chestnuts roasting on my flaming bum...

...Jack Strap nipping at my a$&,
Although it's been said, many times, many ways,
Merry Christmas, with sass! :-D

See, even I can have a bit of holiday spirit with the right coercion... er, coaxing.

I wish all of you a merry/happy/joyous/fun/peaceful whatever you celebrate! xoxox

My favorite clip, so far

I hope you guys are liking these! :-) Check out our oh-so-graceful transition from over the pillows back to OTK. But I think the funniest part is near the end.

I know everyone is busy with holiday stuff -- but if you do watch and you like, please tell us! We'll keep doing little vignettes like this periodically if readers enjoy them.

Preview of coming attractions

Since everyone is posting various Xmas-themed blogs, I figured I'd better get cracking and post the two small clips New Guy sent me from my Grinch spanking.

These are just teasers, y'all -- quite short. And again, if you're looking for polished and professional, great lighting, etc., it's not here. Just us being silly and having a little holiday spanking fun. :-)

Intro:



Some early banter (I love his little "What am I to do?" shrug into the camera):

He promised he'd send more today. Of course, wouldn't you know, @#$%ing AOL email is down and I can't retrieve anything, no matter which browser I try. AGGGGHH! I am hoping this glitch will be resolved post-haste.

More fun with paddles and straps and belts (oh my) to come!

The Grinch got spanked

For everyone who's always wanted to see me get spanked for my lousy holiday attitude, have we got a video for you.

New Guy showed up in the pouring rain tonight loaded down with toy bag, camera and tripod. I was quite ready for him, with a special holiday message attached to the back of my skirt.

Can't see my special message? Here, look a little closer:

That's right -- I have mistletoe pinned just above my butt. And you know what that means. :-) 

Interesting, though -- I thought it was hilarious, but he didn't seem to think so. He even made me take the skirt off! Of course, that was a good idea anyway, since the damn mistletoe was dry as hay (even though the package claimed it was fresh) and it was crumbling all over the carpet, the bed, everywhere.

So we recorded my thorough scolding and spanking for being such a Scrooge. I even had to say Merry Christmas 20 times (to 20 strap strokes) and "I'm sorry, Santa." @#$%!! I screwed up on the eight reindeer, though. I said "Stupid" instead of "Cupid." Silly me.

Ah, but you know what? When all is said and done, somehow I don't mind the holidays so much anymore. :-)

Clips will be up soon! Thank you, my friend. And to all a good night.

Sharing another clip

This one is from later in the scene, where we'd moved from OTK to my ottoman and he'd broken out the heavy artillery -- his belt, a big black strap and that godawful paddle.

For those who have always wanted to see/hear me count and say "Thank you," (arrgggh) here you go. Twenty with the black strap. Watch out for #16; apparently, that one "got through to me."

P.S.: Remember, everyone, I really do like this. :-)

A two-fer: a clip AND a rant

I'm home... and I promised more clips, didn't I. New Guy posted a bunch of them on FetLife, but on there, only the people who "support" (read: donate money to) FetLife get to watch the videos, so many won't be able to see them.

This little clip is my favorite. I love his reactions to my big mouth. :-D

So, Thanksgiving is over. One down, one to go. Er... I mean, wasn't Thanksgiving lovely?? Oh, whatever. I'll tell you when I'll give thanks -- when John gets that @#$%ing PICC out of his arm and he doesn't have to inject those @#$%ing antibiotics any more. Just a couple more weeks... he's so miserable. :-(

You all have heard me bitch and moan and rant about the holiday season; I have nothing new to say at this point. So for those who are new to my blog, I'm reposting a rant from December 2007, just for grins. Remember all that fuss about whether you should say "Merry Christmas" or "Happy Holidays"? Here's my take on that life-or-death decision. Enjoy.

Warning -- the following rant is sacrilegious. If that sort of thing offends you, please stop reading here!

I don't know where any of you stand with the dumbass controversy about whether one should say Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays. Personally, I don't give a damn either way. I happen to say Happy Holidays, simply because it's generic and covers everything. But it doesn't bother me if someone says Merry Christmas to me. I mean, it's just a phrase. At this time of year, it's the same as saying hello and goodbye. But people make such a freaking fuss about what to say. Good grief, do people really have nothing better to whine about? I'm sure the homeless people on skid row don't care whether or not someone says Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays to them.

I was watching the news the other night, and they had one of those "human interest" stories they tack on at the end of the war and the rapes and the natural disasters, just for a little feel-good moment. Apparently, some little podunk town somewhere in South Bumf**k decided they've had enough of Happy Holidays, and they're going to reclaim Merry Christmas. One merchant in this town has big signs up in the store, reading "It's OK to say Merry Christmas!" All the employees wear buttons that read, "Merry Christmas." Yes, the Christ is in red.

They interviewed the owner of this establishment, looking very righteous in her button and her loud, cheery Xmas sweater from Bobbie Sue's House of Dreck, and saying, "We need to remember what Christmas is about -- it's about Christ." She went on to say that any customer in her store who says "Merry Christmas" gets a 5% discount.

Give me a break! So now, every greedy so-and-so in that town is going to flock to that store and cheerfully say the designated phrase, just to get the discount! Some Christmas spirit, that is. Hell, I'd say Merry Christmas, or Happy Kwanzaa, or Joyous Toenail Clipping Day or whatever the hell you want me to say, for a discount.

I wonder how the owner would react if a customer came in, piled up the counter with half the store's merchandise, then said, "Merry Christmas -- now give me my damn discount."

Yeah, I know, I'm bad. Tell me something I don't know. :-)

A couple of teaser clips! :-)

New Guy was busy today on his day off, pulling clips from our Monday night footage. And he has given me the OK to post some here.

Because I'm such a brat, I'm going to leave you with a couple of teasers, some more light-hearted stuff, and save the ouchie clips until after the weekend.

For the first one, I didn't even know the camera was on yet -- we were prepping for the scene. Very impromptu, but fun, I thought!

The radio was on in the background. Makes me giggle that the song playing in this clip was Sexy Sadie. ("Sexy Sadie, you broke the rules, you laid it down for all to see...")

Oh, and check out Mr. Hammy looking into the camera!  LOL

In this quickie, I had made a smart-ass remark (fancy that) and he'd reached in his bag for a paddle. After one swat, he realized that he'd grabbed the wrong one -- one that I'd given a hard NO. Oops! In his eagerness to get rid of it, he... well, you'll see. :-)

I hope everyone had a pleasant and peaceful Thanksgiving! Have a great weekend, y'all.