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Two things are making me think about my schoolgirl uniforms, today.

One, American Apparel has just come out with their own line of Pleated Schoolgirl Skirts which is really good news, because it means that it is much easier to pick up very authentic looking (not the slutty, obviously fake kind) skirts which are nonetheless made to fit people who have secondary sex characteristics (relevantly: a hip to waist ratio which is not equal!) They have a range of colours including: Heather Taupe, Light Charcoal, Dark Charcoal, Navy, and Black.

For me, authenticity is just so very vital. I don’t mind wearing a tarty little tartan number for parties, or in a joking way around vanillas or spankos who will find it funny. But for real scenes with Mr Defeu and other people who care about such things, well, authenticity is where my heart lies; it helps me get into that vulnerable headspace which makes a spanking scene so much more intense. For me, a slutty skirt would actually act as a shield, something I can hide behind, not something which helps me open up. (I realise this is ironic when the slutty skirt involves so much less material. It’s just one of those weird things: I feel emotionally nakeder in the longer skirt, with big ol regulation knickers under that!)

On the other hand, I don’t want to be just wearing an ill-fitting costume. I want the uniform to be something I would wear, something in which I can look smart. So sometimes, it is hard for me to balance the desire to get all my schoolgirl clothes from the children’s uniform section. Making real schoolgirl skirts for adults addresses this problem perfectly. (After all, the skirt fit you when you were a child. Why should an ill-fitting one be more “authentic” than one made for your current shape and size?)

Also, Maggie Mayhem has done a very intense post entitled Why I Hated My School Girl Skirt Then And Why I’ll Fuck In It Now. A quote I really like:

Porn isn’t in the wrong for using the school girl uniform, schools are already forcing and establishing the dominance pecking order by establishing a school girl uniform. That’s some non-consensual D/s shit and it’s much more appropriate to do between two consenting adults. Consensual outlets for self-aware control freaks, that is my sexual harm reduction method. Your brain is the best sex toy you will ever own and part of fighting oppression is looking into yourself and how it holds you back and how to participate in it. When you eroticize something, you pull it from that context and begin to engage with it in a way that moves towards more awareness. Just playacting doesn’t create the conscious awareness, thinking about why and the context with which you have those feelings is a separate and long process. At the very least, the images jump to the forefront of your brain in a place where you cannot and will not ignore them completely.

So what’s the word for that sexual identity?

Checking my search terms, I found a list which really amused and delighted me. Here is it, with comments!

• victorian women punishment

Yum! Feel free to share your own links, when you come to visit, please! This is a topic I can’t get enough of!

• spanked wearing a girdle

Yes, please! I mean, oh, do you want me to make some more porn in that vein…?

• hieroglyphic blowjobs

Oh, you mean this one? Maybe I should find an artist friend to do some kinky hieroglyphs…. Anyone interested?

• spanking marks

To be annoyingly precise, actually just a hand-spanking doesn’t usually leave marks, per se (although that first red handprint you sometimes get is nothing to sneeze at!) But if you want marks, I’d say search for “caning marks” or “strap marks” or “whip marks”, personally…!

• fingerfuck

Again with the “Yes, please!” I realize that I do not have enough images of fingers going into nether bits on this site … this must be rectified. Or, erm, vagified as well….

• birching pics

While there are these, again, I realize we have been sorely remiss. Or not sorely enough!

• medieval anal

Hmmm. Well, I guess they are going to this page, but then I guess they are disappointed upon doing so, because the “medieval anal” story I had up there I removed at some point in time (probably thinking it was worth sending out for publication, which I’ve never gotten around to doing!) So, what do you lot think? Should I just repost my “medieval anal” story up her for those few people in the world who will be searching on it (but who, I assume, will be ever so grateful should they actually find it!), or do I get my butt in gear and get it published in some anal sex erotica anthology?

• erotic victorian martinet spanking

Well, yes! I didn’t think I had much to satisfy that searcher here, so I did my own search, with excellent result:

Since Mr Defeu has an especially mean and nasty martinet, I think this calls for us making some victorian porn with said martinet! Although I may be a smart girl and be behind the camera for that one!

• zeille defeu

Um, no. Fail. It’s Zille. Rhymes with “Jill”. And how the hell do you even say that?

• mri sex

Ok. You’re looking for this page. It never gets old, does it?

• schoolgirls spanking

Also never gets old. (See pretty much every other post on this blog!)

• anal video clip

Well, all my favourites over the years seem to have gone from their clip sites. I wish I had downloaded them! However, my very favourite anal video is still there for your enjoyment!

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When all is said and done, I’m really happy with the ways people are finding this blog, and I hope they in turn are happy for having found it! Please feel free to leave a comment letting me know if you have found what you were looking for when you stopped by this site — and if you haven’t, free free to make a request!

So, a new year, a new spanking video!

This one stars Pandora Blake and Thomas Cameron and me. And it was shot by Mr Defeu!

Zille Defeu sent us this fantasy before our first shoot with her. She wanted to play a stablehand unfairly punished over her jodhpurs, and came up with this scenario. The master of the house disciplines her with a riding crop for not performing her duties in a timely manner – and Zille is powerless to resist his amorous advances.

When Thomas’ wife walks in and sees him fondling one of the servants, Pandora assumes that Zille has seduced him. She demands that the slutty stablegirl be soundly whipped. Never mind that poor Zille has been thrashed once already! Pandora watches with relish as Zille is given a hard caning over her jodhpurs.

But the truth will out. When Zille finally speaks up for herself, she reveals that the reason she was lax with her duties was that she was running errands for Pandora – who it turns out is having an affair. Thomas decides that a comparable thrashing is only fair, and blackmails his wife into compliance. As Pandora bends over for the cane, Zille looks on with no small amount of satisfaction.

I am very VERY pleased with this video, and I recommend it to anyone who is either:

• A fan of Zille Defeu or Pandora Blake (Or Thomas Cameron!)
• Turned on by good acting in porn films
• Turned on by CP (riding crop and cane) over jodhpurs
• Turned on by manipulation roleplays
• Turned on by darker fantasies

(Actually, to be honest, I didn’t realize this was a “darker fantasy,” but it seems to be one of the “nastier” ones on the Dreams Of Spanking site! I’m afraid that if people use fantasies from my dirty mind, that’s just how it’s going to end up! Also, it has been called “1970′s porn-like.” Hrm. I’m afraid my fantasies also all generally run in that direction, too! Although the range is from “Victorian porn-like” to “Blushes Magazine porn-like”! It’s just how I roll!)

(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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