Posts Tagged ‘Spanking’


Light Bondage Photos – Probably NSFW…

December 18, 2008

And some photos I took to supplement the review of my newest paddle – no raunchy ones but I’m surprised that I don’t see more photos like this; Christmas lights really lend themselves to some pretty magical looking images…


Lite Bondage

Lite Bondage - Had to hold them up with clothespins! Awesome.

If you look real close you can read the XOXO

If you look real close you can read the XOXO

I managed to get a good pic of the goosebumps. Neato.

I managed to get a good pic of the goosebumps. Neato.

Happy Holidays indeed.

P.S. Christmas lights do NOT make great bondage tools – they heat up really quickly (not in the good way) and I wouldn’t trust a knot to em either..


Thank you Make Me Blush Paddle, for there was much blushing to be had

December 14, 2008

Conveniently enough, as I just got a brand new paddle in the mail, Rae calls it quits on the D/s side of our relationship. Yet for the sake of science, curiosity, and the fact that I probably will never get to wield it on M, she gave her ass over to let me try this new paddle out. And I wanted to take some pictures with Xmas lights…also, for science.

The immediate appeal of this item was the color – anyone with a collection of impact toys will notice how pretty much everything is either

How delightfully pink

How delightfully pink

black or red. I refuse to settle for a dull collection of toys (I cherish my green spreader bar and rope!) so a bright baby pink paddle is what I got – and I think it’s one of Rae’s favorite colors, so bonus. Upon receiving it, I noticed that there is a severe lack of surface area compromised by the cut outs of the XOXO pattern and the paddle’s purse-sized dimensions (a blessing and a curse it seems). I bent Rae over her little stool and prepped her bare ass; I was determined to leave that XOXO pattern all over it!

The complete lack of wind resistance gave a satisfying THWACK, maybe a light pink “O” and goosebumps but not much else…until I flipped the impact side to the black half of the paddle. The pink half, while cuter, seemed to be made of a softer, more forgiving leather. The black side got a bit of squirming and the full XOXO. YES. Shortly after that discovery I realized that the paddle had more give than a traditional paddle – I could bend it and whip it across skin without damaging the toy or the skin. It wasn’t until I started really dragging the paddle though the hit that I started to get the results I was looking for. Rae even told me later that while a more rigid paddle would have made her melt, the new one had the kind of versatility in sensory stimulation to get her to subspace and back.

A little problem solving creativity got me pretty far with the Make Me Blush Paddle, anyone with the same ingenuity could likely wield it as a beginner’s or warm up toy with success and a couple XO’s with the right amount of force.


Crazy, Sexy Weekend, Part 1: Fetish club, McDonald’s

September 27, 2008

Another crazy ass night that I need to recap just for my own sake.

Pre-Bound: Rae came over (late!) with her line up of shirt and panty options to compliment the rest of her lovely schoolgirl outfit – a very short, very fashionable plaid skirt, white thigh highs, black collar and black, pole climbing boots – we eventually decided on a black lace balcony bra of mine and a cut up tee to complete the ensemble. Having expressed to me a desire to get a bit healthier, I came up with a strict diet to start Wednesday that excludes fried food, soda, and hard cheeses. So, of course, we decided then to make a trip to McDonald’s at the end of the night. We take the metro all the while pontificating on subspace and gaining a bit of attention. I swear Rae strutted the whole way to the place, got us a bit more attention.

Bound: Got there early and got in free (woo hoo!) We must have been pretty smokin for all the compliments we received on our outfits and …generally being two hot ladies all flirty with each other. I recall leaving Rae in the club as I went to powder my nose, a very lovely young woman told me she was jealous of my girlfriend. Ego boost++. Every drink I got was just piled with more cherries due to a generous bartender – the first drink was 4, the second was 8 and the third was 10. I had a great time getting Rae to eat them all on her knees, from my fingers, from between my legs. Fantastic. We made our way to the Tesla’s coil (?) where Rae and I conducted all kinds of electric shocks to her most sensitive areas as well as some photography, some other curious girls’ tits and the very grateful owner of the device. Some song with a decent bass line came on and we danced with two hot, former strippers with a penchant for spanking “fucking gorgeous” asses.

Post Bound: Despite horny drunken guys leering, cat calling and attempting to flirt, Rae and I made a beeline to McDonald’s for yet another feast. Unfortunately, being hot shit we couldn’t be left alone to our flash-fried banquet and two guys who thought themselves to be the only ones in the world who loved two hot women in school girl outfits talked at us for a bit. Yeah, ok. We ate up and left.

Post Post: My favorite part…throughout the night I took to cutting out little X’s made of electrical tape and sticking them all over Rae. Each one represented an infraction just made – readjusting her clothes, making too much noise during some physical pleasure, swearing, forgetting things…etc – and by the end of the night she had 12. I traded each with two paddle stokes to her cute lil ass, for each she squirmed and groaned and squealed. We kissed, undressed and went to bed. There may have been some fooling around.

Morning: But a few hours ago, I woke Rae up so she could run errands but decided a lite spanking would be great to start the day with. I bent her over my sofa and skimmed her thighs with the edge of the paddle, she whimpered so sweetly I just couldn’t bear to use it. Bare hand, bare bottomed spankings; can’t beat em. Afterwards, knowing full well she wasn’t counting I asked how many times I had spanked her. She didn’t know. I ran my fingers over the bright red marks on her ass, got a bit of skin between my fingers…”20!!” she exclaims. lol, Good guess.

Gah I need a nap. Only 6 hours til the bf gets here with his new girlfriend for a movie, sushi, a fashion show and some clubbing. Stay tuned.