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One of the things I enjoy (I have some odd hobbies, I know!) is to find spanking content on websites that might not otherwise specialize in it. Now, a website that focuses on lovely lasses dressed as schoolgirls, calling itself “Innocent High” (as in “High School”) with the subtitle “Ass to Pass” doesn’t seem like a long-shot, but, well … I think I’ll fall back on the “it was a hard job, but somebody has to do it” defence!

This site mostly showcases sex, but I did find these two gems! (And I rather think there is more to find, if people feel like helping me do this “hard job”!)

(Irelynn, Stephen Lewis, and me at Northern Spanking Institute)

This story was shared with me be a local spanko (if you’re on FetLife, he’s Irishguy30, and he’s very nice!) and I enjoyed it so much that I asked him if I could share it with you lot. Enjoy!

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Laura rubbed her stinging thighs and kneaded her burning bottom with her nose pushed firmly into the corner of the kitchen.

Tears dampened her face but her crying was drawing to a close. The pain wasn’t so severe. All she was left with now was the humiliation. She knew that behind her, her sister’s boyfriend would be enjoying every inch of her naked rump and she cursed herself for allowing this intolerable situation to develop.

It wasn’t the first time she had suffered similar indignation in front of house guests and she wondered how she could have been so stupid. At 17 years of age she felt she should be able to conduct herself with dignity and earn the respect of her older sister’s friends and lovers, instead of providing them with the unexpected thrill of watching her get her bottom exposed for a thrashing.

She shut her eyes and tried to block out the humiliation, bringing her hands to her face to brush away the last of her tears.

Paul, who had met Laura’s sister Jane at a club the previous week and was here for their first date, was in a state of near shock.

He had arrived at the house 15 minutes earlier to be told by a young boy, who he presumed was Jane’s brother, that she was still getting ready and that he was to wait in the kitchen. When he entered, he heard a heated exchange coming from the adjoining room.

Two female voices, one distinctly younger than the other, were rising to a ruckus. He sat at the kitchen table, a little embarrassed at overhearing a family row in progress. Suddenly, the door burst open and a beautiful blonde girl was dragged by her youthful mother to the kitchen table.

She didn’t even stop to acknowledge her guest before ordering the girl to bend over the table.
If the mother had failed to notice him, the girl was certainly aware if his presence and she immediately protested: “No mummy, not now. Look, we have a guest. Please not now. Wait until later.”

But the determined woman had already retrieved the wooden spoon from the drawer and turned on her daughter. “You do as I say immediately or your father will deal with you later, and it will be in the garden for the whole street to see.”

With a defeated look, the stunning blonde teenager faced the table, just two feet from Paul, and bent over. Her plaid school skirt came riding up to mid-thigh before her mother ordered: “Raise your skirt and drop your panties.”
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The gorgeous Minx Grrl, who is a local model (seen in this post with images from her shoots for Kink.com), spanko, and all-around-pervert, does a meltingly hot blog. Recently, she posted up Spanking Minx: A Minx translation guide, in which she lets tops know what the things she says and does during a spanking really mean.

I think this is a brilliant idea (and very well written!) and I plan to do my own “translation guide” in the coming days. I encourage all the other spanking bloggers to join in!

Before the spanking

The bratting: If I am being a brat, chances are I am pushing to see how much I can get away with before you take action. Finding out how long you will take my brattiness until I get “the look” or a verbal warning with *that* tone…or no warning before I’m over a lap or knee. It is also my way of giving you a reason to spank me … in case just being me isn’t reason enough.

What you do: Threaten me with a spanking or punishment of some sorts or give me the look.
What you see: Blushing and possibly a look of horror on my face. Usually followed with silence.
What I’m feeling: Really? You promise? Prove it. Make me believe you. Make me know I have to obey you. That I am not the one in charge here.

What you do: Use that tone that means only one thing.
What I do: Try to hide and disappear into myself especially if we are in public.
What I’m thinking: Shiiit, that tone … it makes my knees weak. I want to push one more time to see if you will take me in hand.

What you do: Roll up your sleeves before the spanking.
What you see: Me looking down
What’s going on in my head: Fuck, fuck, fuck. It’s getting closer.

What you hear: Me stammering excuses, pleading, begging and/or backpedaling.
What I’m thinking: For the fucking love of all things important, please don’t let me off with a warning. Spank me, PLEASE!!!

What you see: Blushing, shifting from foot to foot, fidgeting.
What I’m thinking: It’s so close. Eep!

What you hear: Sir
What I’m thinking: You have me very subdued

What you do: Lecture me
What you see: Head down and pouting Minx
What I’m thinking: This is so fucking horribly embarrassing…I hope I won’t soak through my knickers.

What you hear: Whimper and/or whining
What I’m thinking: You are good at this. I don’t whimper for many. For fucks sakes, back your shit up.

What you do: Pull me over your lap
What I’m thinking: Mmm strong man. Oh crap, here it comes. Will he start light? Do I get a warm up? Gah, I sure hope so. Wonder how long it’ll take till my sweet spots kick in.

After the spanking begins

What you see: Lots of squirming and maybe even my trying to worm away and off your lap.
What I’m thinking: Grab me tighter!

What you hear: Ow, ow, please stop!
What I’m thinking: Ow, mmm, ow, please don’t stop!!!

What you do: Hook a finger in the waistband of my knickers.
What I say: Noooooooooooooo! Please don’t!
What I mean: Fuck, I hope I didn’t soak through them. I hope there is no visible wetness. That’s even more embarrassing *cunt twitch*

What you do: Spank harder
What I do: Whimper more, try to block the swats with my hand
What I am thinking: Pin my wrist to the small of my back or make me move it away.

What you do: Spank harder and faster
What I do: Quiet down with occasional yelps
What I am thinking: I am close to tears. I dont want to look like a pussy, but I need the catharsis. I want the release.

What you do: Stop spanking and rub my back and bum
What I do: Slow my sobbing
What I am thinking: Thank you, thank you, thank you.

What you do: Hug me close
What I do: Hug back harder
What I am thinking: I needed that so fucking bad. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

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After yesterday’s post of Irelynn and me, I wanted to share two more images from that fun and sexy video.

I love these shots from Northern Spanking Institute because they remind me of the best sort of shots from Janus magazine.

The mindset of the coach character I am playing in this video would have been really humiliated to be punished in front of her student. To have her gym shorts pulled down and be spanked and caned just like the guilty schoolgirl would be the worst sort of punishment! I love the psychological aspect of the video. It could have just been a silly video, but we turned it into something more, something really hot!

Well, I asked my Twitter friends what to blog about today, and the only one to suggest anything was Lucy from Northern Spanking Institute. However, I’m not going to do either of her suggestions (fashion, or David Bowie!) today (although I will certainly cover those topics another day), because she reminded me that a new set of Irylnn Logeen and myself (and of course, the evil Stephen Lewis!) have gone up on NSI!

This fits perfectly in the Halloween spirit of things, because in this film I am playing a track coach, which is a true costume for me (I’m no good at running, and did my best to skip PE classes when I was in school!) So enjoy me in my gym shorts and whistle (and enjoy my acting — I had a great time getting in character for this!) because you won’t see that in real life! (Also, Irelynn is deeply enjoyable to look at in regulation gym knickers. Yum!)