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So here is the first of the interviews Miss Maggie Mayhem and I will be conducting over … well, for as long as we feel like, really! Besides getting up to “no good,” in general, that’s the reason we started doing the Mayhem & Trouble videos — because we know so many damn cool people, and we want to share them! Enjoy!

Part 2 coming soon! And please — we really want to hear your comments and requests for future videos! Post ‘em here, or over at Maggie’s blog!

So Miss Maggie Mayhem and I have been working on a little project to share with you lot. It’s a series of videos we’ll be doing where we go on naughty adventures and discuss kinky stuff with fellow perverts.

I’ve been working on our first ones, and I’m really excited about them! Here is our very first one of all — it’s an out-take, and here’s the story: we decided that the best way to open the videos is with a bit of spanking (naturellement!) and so we got dressed up as schoolgirls (naturellement, aussi!) and set up to shoot the short opening bit. Which we did in the first take, and I stopped the recording. But then we started playing around, and my Master quietly turned the video camera back on … and here’s the result!

Tomorrow I’ll put our next video up here…!

My Master is travelling for work yet again, and I’m home alone. I’m re-watching Coupling to pass the time in the evenings when I would normally be snuggled up with him.

Watching the show is making me feel like the past three years never happened, and I’m sitting alone in my bedroom in my nice house in the ‘burbs, excited about this man who has just become my Master: not just excited, but scared, eager, raring to go. I was so desperate for things to work out with my Master, for me to be in a real successful D/s relationship, that I lived in a perpetual state of worked up nerves: one minute full of joy and singing out loud, the next crying because I was sure he’d suddenly realize how unworthy I was to serve him, and tell me I wasn’t his girl anymore.

I was just, “girl,” then. He decided I had to earn my nicknames from him, and so I started as his girl, a nameless girl. Then, one night, in a late night phone call – it was probably 1AM or so for me, and he was in off in some part of Europe – he accidentally called me “little one.” He was surprised because he hadn’t meant to upgrade me so fast, it just slipped out of his mouth! I melted into a puddle of happiness, although it didn’t really cure my irrational fears. It took a long while (okay, maybe a month or so!) for me to accept the term, “slave.” I’d never really wanted to be a slave, so while I was happy to have him as my Master, I was more comfortable being his girl, or his sub. Slave was a big step.
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I found her! There gal who stars in the “Fabulous schoolgirl spanking dialogue” video clip from YouTube is Scarlett Fay. That video can be bought at Fresh Outta High School. I have just the world’s hugest crush on her. Oh, those big dark mischievous eyes!

The fascinating thing is that, unlike many spanking sites, this one is sexually explicit. See what I mean…?

Now the fact of the matter is that this not a spanking site the way, say Girls Boarding School is, but the fact of the matter is that they do have both spankings and sex, and every spanko I’ve shown the video to has been utterly charmed.

So, for people like me, who like sex with spanking, who like to see schoolgirls get bent over the teacher’s desk and given a good caning and then a good rogering (and don’t tell me that’s not realistic, because there are a number of teachers I’d have happily taken both from when I was but a wee school-lass, and how did it become such an erotic trope if people didn’t get up to it in the first place?!) then this looks like a good site to try out. I know I’ll be getting Scarlett’s video — oh yes! — and I’ll be looking around to see what else is there!

Continuing on with Scarlett, there are hints she is a pervert herself, not just playing one on TV. Here’s a quote from an interview with Scarlett, which made my perv-o-meter start pinging…

“Ever since watching 50 cent’s video for ‘Ayo Technology’, I’ve had a thing for guys dressed in all black, wearing black gloves, completely taking over my body and having their way with me. It’s very odd, but even now when I see the video or hear the song I get completely turned on. Think I’m crazy? Check out the video. Half naked girls, guys dressed as hit men, it’s very seductive and still one of my favorite songs to listen to. Especially on my way to work.”

Which reminds me. My Master hasn’t given me a spanking whilst wearing black leather gloves in way, way too long! Maybe for Valentine’s day…?

January ended with a bang! No, not the crack of the paddle against my bottom (thank all the gods of spanking, and um, bottoms) but just in a happy, happy weekend that makes me look forward to February even more!

Saturday was just plain good. The early part of the day was spent lazing around. I gave myself a mani/pedi as my Master did stuff on the computer, we watched an episode of Gordon Ramsay’s The f Word (thanks Mr. Stagg for the tip!) and Skins – Vol. 1, and I continued my re-reading of Maia.

After tommy-toe-toasties we went to bed and my Master read me a story from Janus Magazine while we cuddled naked, and then held me and whispered about terrible things he’s going to do to me (involving me being tied down and tormented with stinging nettles!) while sticking his fingers into my disturbingly wet pussy (at least, I’m disturbed! I shouldn’t be so turned on by nettles! I’m so attuned to his desires now that whatever he wants to do to me gets me excited, no matter how much of a bad idea it might be to a sane and reasonable person!) and then I gave him a blow-job while he probably thought more about tormenting me with nettles (whatever it was, he came very hard, one of those orgasms that just goes on and on), and then we snuggled and felt very pleased and satisfied about the whole affair.

In the evening was a local absinthe party, and we were taken by Miss Maggie Mayhem. Before the party, we took her out for Thai food – a new place we hadn’t tried before and it was a big success. We spent a long time in the restaurant talking and flirting and enjoying good food and good company.

We stopped off at home so us girls could do final wardrobe adjustment and reapply lipstick, and ended up spending too much time there as well. This was a problem because poor Maggie, due to a scheduling matter entirely out of her hands, had another date that evening, who was meeting her at the absinthe party and spiriting her away to another shindig. Well, we made her quite late to the absinthe party, and I ended up keeping her even later since we had promised each other to kiss all each other’s lipstick off, and I wasn’t letting her go until she’d lived up to her end of the bargain!

Strangely, her date didn’t seem to mind Maggie and me doing some serious tongue-wresting, breast-rubbing, thigh-humping, standing by him in the middle of the roof (decorated with little lanterns on strings, with tables and chairs and heat-lamps). It was quite cold up there on the roof (and I wasn’t wearing much: black spandex leggings with my favourite high-heeled black ankle boots and a tight black sleeveless shirt with a sheer lace back — no bra or pants, of course!) but while I was making-out with Maggie, I really didn’t notice it at all!

Sadly, a sense of social fairness forced me to let Maggie go about her evening (I hadn’t had a chance to get drunk, yet, was the problem. If I’d been drunk, I wouldn’t have given a fig what anyone else — except my Master — wanted!

With Maggie gone, my Master and I wandered around the party, looking for something else to entertain us. When we wandered back to the small stage area, we found a band playing, and so settled down to listen to Vermillion Lies.

Then there were a couple gals doing burlesque from Hubba Hubba Review so we hooted and hollered as is good form at a burlesque show (or the gals will be upset you don’t find them sexy!)

In the meantime I was knocking back “Red Dabel” absinthe from the Czech Republic. It was very tasty and went down quite smoothly! And it was an absinthe that is best with the sugar cube flamed, so every time it was made for me I got to watch the blue fire melt the red-soaked sugar cube into the cup, before it was finally doused with the cold water…. Happily, I didn’t get annoyingly drunk, or say anything stupid. I just got very snugly with my Master, and gave him long lustful kisses whenever he turned his face my way.
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