Beauty Is A Demanding Mistress

Oh, there is so much to enjoy here. A clip from Good Morning America, on the beauty benefits of face-slapping (and butt-punching). Absolutely love the end bit.

Experienced spankos know that spanking helps banish cellulite. So it makes sense to apply circulation-boosting percussive massage elsewhere.

In fact, as a child, I watched my Asian mother firmly pat/gently slap her face to help skincare products absorb. The woman still looks fifteen years younger than her age. (Though I'm sure that having good genes, and using La Prairie, helps.)

See? Spanking really is for your own good.

Text Teasing

Recent text exchange:

Him: "What are your thoughts on abduction and forced regression?"

Me: "I think of a male stripped of adult privacy..."

"Inspections, belittling talk, scoldings for naughtiness. 'How silly to resist. You'll be treated like a child for as long as you act like one. The only way out is to accept your fate and cooperate.'"

Then, the cherry on top -

Me: "One word: thermometer."

Him: "Oh... you are good."

Me: "You know it."

Plotting and Playing

How am I finishing out this week?

Well! A little abduction/forced bi fun with an eager leather slut and a good T-girl friend. The slut: helpless in the face of a commanding woman, especially one in leather boots. The friend: tall, tight-bodied, hung, and a proven play partner. Just how I like to indulge myself when rewarding/terrifying an especially hard-working personal sub.

Then, lots of hard spankings with a few favorite boys. Starring in these vignettes will be my wooden hairbrushes - a boy can feel that impact for days afterward.

Saturday night, my friend Julie Simone will be hosting a play party. She's a modern fetish visionary, and I can't wait to see what she's cooked up for that night.

Hope your weekend is filled with pervy fun!

Governess Knows Best

Note: The following is a snippet of a very intense encounter, including a mention of blood. Boundaries were explicitly negotiated, and both players are experienced in handling heavy scenes. Please take care, and play safely. 

He had been summoned because of a quite juvenile infraction: He had been caught peeping at me through the door crack while I dressed. He was clearly a fully-grown man, so as his former governess, I was obligated to correct him for his unseemly breach of boundaries.

Thus was the premise for our role play, and his discipline.

He had to specifically acknowledge why he was there, and express his sincere gratitude for the discipline he was receiving. I explained seriously that it was inappropriate to have ogled me - and worse, to have been caught! Like a common, drooling schoolboy. He had to make up this indignity. Surely I had taught him better, and the only way to truly rectify his mistake was to take his discipline humbly and fully.

I commanded him to fetch each implement, and contemplate its heft and painful potential while I watched closely. I know each tool very well, exactly what it can do, and when to introduce it.

There was the London Tanners strap of double-thickness leather, and the rectangular oak paddle signed to me by Jennifer Brooks. The punishment quirt, braided like a bullwhip but with two thick thongs for tails, and the hard wooden spoon.

He counted aloud each blow with gasping concentration. After some measured, firm strokes, I began to give my arm full, glorious swing.

I paced it slowly, not allowing him the luxury of numbness from sensory overload, and lacing each set with precise scolding (my favorite).

My own skin began to hum, listening to his determined acceptance, and that exquisite symbiosis buoyed me into further cruelties.

I love the cane. I love precision. I absolutely adore getting into small spots with sadistic intent.

My favorite cane is made of clear polycarbonate (the same material as bulletproof windows). Smooth frosted finish and a black rubber grip, luscious weight and flex. Its swing is incredibly sexy... and, it's sterilizable.

Before I was finished, his skin ceased to be a barrier against blood. A few tiny breaks in his hide were hardly going to excuse him from his just deserts - he was decidedly within his tolerance limits. So I wrapped his bottom in a triple layer of plastic food wrap and proceeded with the rest of the discipline.

At the end, he stood slowly and thanked me in a soft, warm voice full of gratitude.

How can my heart not swell with pleasure?

Jennifer Brooks: Hot Spankings.com

I've just received copies of my Jennifer Brooks movies, "Auntie Ann's Discipline", and "Never Ignore Your Wife". Both are sizzling depictions of hardcore domestic discipline: seriously, have you ever had your asshole whipped by an angry young disciplinarian? How about having your ass beaten so hard that she has to drape a towel across your calves to keep you from dripping on the carpet? (Yes, the marks and blood are real.)

Do NOT delay! Get these movies now, because Jennifer Brooks, one of the legends of domestic spanking, is retiring. After she folds shop, you will not be able to get these movies featuring me, Persephone, Aiden Starr, Kat9, and a multitude of other gorgeous, hard-hitting women, ever again!

This is the stuff that makes spanking dreams. Jennifer's retirement is the end of a twenty-year era, and if I were you, I'd hustle over to secure my bit of spanking history now.