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Tuesday, September 29th, 2009
A Short Honeymoon?
Okay, so the big buzz around town this week, (that would be my town, L.A.) is all about how the Los Angeles Lakers star forward, Lamar Odom, married reality TV star Khloe Kardashian. I’m a huge Lakers fan, so this news was at first a little unsettling for me. I thought, ‘Maybe it’s a joke.’ Then, I Googled it and found out it is true. I was like, “Lamar, Lamar. Noooo!” L.O. doesn’t always show the greatest judgment when it comes to his personal life. During the regular season the man lives off candy. Lots and lots of candy! Everyone knows that’s no way to eat. )Oh, I get it. Khloe is his new favorite candy!) And, of course, the person who introduced them was Ron Artest, who has just joined the Lakers and whom I hated him when he was playing with the Houston Rockets. See? He’s already messing with the team chemistry.
Then it occurred to me…Lamar has the largest hands in the NBA. Could it be that the new Mrs. Odom has a spanking fetish? Stranger things have happened. Maybe they’re both into it?
For fantasy sake, let’s go there. The couple exchanged vows on 9/27. L.O. has to report to training camp on 9/29. If they both are spankos and he plans on spanking her during their honeymoon, with hands that big poor Khloe will need a short one! Then she’ll need all the time that he’s away at training camp for her bruised bottom to recover!
Finally, Vanessa Bryant will have another drama queen with whom to share tabloid time. Wait? Kobe’s pretty strict. Maybe he spanks Vanessa, too? Then, there’s always Coach Phil Jackson and team owner Jerry Buss’ daughter Jeanie Buss. Could it be there’s a little daddy/daughter role play going on between them? Hehe…
Last, but not least, a small disclaimer. This is all from the perverted mind of yours truly, so don’t quote me on this stuff. I understand from the news this morning that it was a very nice wedding, although polls show that no one thinks it will last very long. Awww, come on. Give a couple a chance people!
Shhh. Don’t tell!
My hand can’t even palm the ball if I wanted to.
So, here’s the ball size.
Nearest thing in my house in size to Lamar’s hand?
My paddle can't palm the ball either
My Real Life Spanking Pleasure
Friday, September 25th, 2009When I have a boyfriend, which isn’t very often, I will quickly get round to introducing him to my vanilla friends. One of the main purposes in having a boyfriend is that you have someone to do things with. You are no longer that awkward third wheel your friends are trying to set up with someone “super nice” who has no car. My last boyfriend was very eager to go out and do things as a couple but then I discovered, it wasn’t him- I really just don’t like going out. That’s why running 6 websites from my home is so great for me. Naturally my friends who know what I do will start to ask the spanking questions. “So does she spank you?” A drunk buddy will say at a party to my new boyfriend. You can tell non spankos a million times you prefer to be spanked in real life – it doesn’t matter. You take a couple of thousand photos of you in heels, holding a paddle, it sticks, go figure. The boyfriend, even though he would secretly love me to spank him willl say “No way, dude” and then later that night lay a misplaced whack somewhere between my tailbone and kidneys to refute my drunk friend’s comment. Then I just remind my new boyfriend that i see spanking all day, don’t need it in real life. Goodnight, love.
But it’s so nice to have it. There is an exiting humiliation when someone refuses to believe you can take or leave a spanking. Six freaking websites and even if he has never spanked anyone before he will do his homework and give you what he knows you need. It is very hard to act as though you’re tired of spanking when you’re over someone’s knee, squirming, rubbing your hand over their ankle until the next swat makes everything bounce in the air. As long as they don’t get too carried away with an implement they have never seen before, you very much enjoy being topped. I don’t know if other models feel the same way, but there is something very sexy about being “busted” Maybe that would be a good video when one models finds out another has been doing a little more than bikini pictures this summer. Turns out she saw something on the web. As a friend of her family’s she thinks it’s best the girl tells her parents, but there’s always another way they can work it out. Alright, back to the fantasy but as ’09 is not over, I vow to explore more in reality.
A Spanker’s Paradise
Friday, September 18th, 2009A Spanker’s Paradise!
By Chelsea Pfeiffer
I just recently returned from attending the Shadow Lane party in Vegas. Actually, I returned last weekend, but only just found the time to write about my adventures there.
If you’ve never been to a large, organized spanking party weekend, you wouldn’t believe all that you hear about them. Think of a big group of people who are into spanking descending on a hotel and taking it over. You’re walking down the hallway after checking in and you hear the sounds of spanking coming from room after room. A sly smile spreads across your face. You’ve just had your first indicator that you’re among friends…YOUR kind of friends. That’s only one of the many amazing things you’ll hear, see and, if you’ve done your social networking before attending, get to do.
Okay, about that social networking. If you’re serious about actually getting in on some spanking action, a first time attendee, especially, but even someone like me who has attended almost every Shadow Lane party since they began throwing them, has to do a little pre-party networking. In my case, it’s so that I actually know whose lap I’m climbing over. I won’t have trouble spanking, or getting spanked. But, I might find myself in a situation that is not to my liking. There are only so many situations in which one has time to engage, so I like to make sure the ones in which I do are satisfying to me and the other person involved. The SL site itself is a good place to begin, but anything from MySpace, to Fetlife, to Twitter will help you make acquaintances and appointments to meet those acquaintances once you’re at the party. It’s essential. Otherwise, you’ll walk into the Friday night meet and greet they call the Vendor Fair completely clueless. Trying to meet people and hook up at that point is very, very difficult unless you’re an established spanking star, or extremely gifted with good looks, charm and spanking savvy.
Some people get there a couple of days ahead of the actual Friday night start. They like to get an early start on the spanking festivities. Being a responsible spanking producer and Webmistress, I don’t have the luxury of being able to get there any earlier than Friday afternoon. My husband Larry and I took longer getting away from the business than we planned. We got to the hotel at 6:15 p.m. for a 7 p.m. begin to the Vendors Fair. The Friday night meet and greet is called the Vendor Fair because it affords crafts people (paddle, cane and strap makers) and movie producers to set up tables and sell their wares as people mix and mingle. Larry and I opted not to do a table this year. We felt the need to return to our spanking roots and attend as party-goers only. We had the opportunity to meet the people we’d connected with online without having a large imposing table in front of us. Face to face was much cozier and it worked. A couple of hours later we found ourselves at a privately hosted party in a large suite that was oriented towards couples only. We met the lovely couple who hosted the party and exchanged spanking partners with another couple (I was spanked by him and Larry spanked his wife). Fun and thrillingly kinky. Oh yeah, and stingy for me!
Larry and I awakened rather late on Saturday, due to carrying on rather late the night before. We pulled ourselves together to make a reasonable appearance before going to brunch. When you’re at this kind of event, you never leave your room looking anything less than your best. Okay, my eyes were still a little puffy, but I clean up pretty nicely if I do say so myself. Larry looked relaxed and coolly casual. Cool. We made our way to the hotel’s café where we saw several groups of the people we’d met, or spanked, or been spanked by getting their nutrition before the spanking (and drinking) began again. Shortly after brunch, about an hour and a half later, we went to another suite party. This one was hosted by a New York spanking club, SSNY. They have regular parties, big events that they put together for East Coasters. Their parties are getting more and more popular, though, so even West Coasters are making their scene, lately. We had to check them out. I was spanked by one of the main organizers of SSNY. Ouch! He spanks hard! But, I wasn’t done for the weekend. Don’t worry. We pretty much had to leave that party soon after, though. We needed to rest up for the BIG PARTY, the formal Saturday night event that is really the highlight of the weekend. Larry was in a napping mood, but I was too excited to nap. I left him in our room and tried some time at the slots. Usually I’m pretty good. This time? No luck. Pooh! So, I found Clare Fonda’s room and hung out with her and her gang for a couple of hours. We chatted and a little spanking happened…even some tickling, but it was mostly very laid back. Soon, it was time to get back to my room to get fancified for the main event.
Saturday night, everyone gets all dressed up. Everyone looks amazing, some women in evening gowns and some men in tuxedos even. There’s a banquet and a great DJ and dancing. A little vanilla party activity before everyone starts to make their way to the various private parties held in suites and rooms throughout the hotel. Some people make arrangements to meet for very private, one on one, spanking get-togethers before making their way to the big parties. Larry and I did that. We’d made an appointment to spank a lovely woman from Kansas who wanted to do a mother and father role play scene. The three of us went up to our room and Larry and I tag-teamed her. I spanked her first, scolding in as motherly a manner as I could muster. Sometimes, it’s difficult to get into a role play when there are so many distractions (i.e., the rest of the party going on everywhere), but it was very pleasant spanking her perfect, fair-skinned bottom. Larry then took his turn. He was rather more strict with her than I. She was pleased. We hugged and went back to the main ballroom. There, Larry and I ran into Sarah Gregory, whom we’ve worked with on several occasions. She also wanted to go up to our room and play out a mamma, poppa scene. Seems tag-teaming was popular this year. Sarah’s a beautiful, statuesque brunette. Young and playful, but still a grown woman. We had a great time with her (pics included in this post)!
When Sarah had had her spankings, the three of us went to a very large suite party. This hotel suite was amazing! There were bedrooms on both ends and a large living room and kitchen area all gorgeously decorated with all the luxury amenities. Wow! There, I was spanked by someone a friend had recommended. Erica didn’t lead me wrong. The spanking this gentleman gave me was hard, but good. If you’re into spanking, you know exactly what that means. Larry ran off for a while. I lost track of him as he had fun with a couple of ladies in need of party-style discipline. During that time, Sarah asked me to do another scene with her. This time, she wanted a public spanking in the middle of the whole large suite where everyone who wasn’t engaged in spanking or being spanked was able to observe. I told her she was an attention whore and she laughed at me. So, I grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to a good spot for me to sit and spank, yanked her over my knee and began giving her the hardest hand spanking I could muster for being so needy for spanking attention. Our little scene was a hit! Pun unavoidable. Sorry.
All too soon, it was very late and the party was over. Larry and I zigzagged our way back to our room in a post party meander. Sleep came quickly for both of us and we awakened on Sunday with just enough time to enjoy each other, order room service and check out on time. The drive back to L.A. was most pleasant, both of us enjoying a good post party glow of one type or another and the beautiful desert scenery, too.
The Wooden Paddle….and other news
Tuesday, September 8th, 2009
Hello folks, so sorry for my lack of posts recently, I have been preparing to hand in my PhD so have been rather pre-occupied. However, I am back and will be posting on here regularly. Here is something from my blog that you folks may not read about an implement I know is LOVED in America. The wooden paddle.
Yes, I received 24 strokes of the wooden paddle at the end of last week at full force from The Master. The Boss. The One In Charge. I was all prepared mentally on the day to receive my punishment and was suitably calm until around lunchtime when both Jadie and Mistress Switch decided to ask me whether I was nervous or not. I actually was not nervous at all. Until they asked me just that question! Anyway. To the punishment. Well, not only was there the paddle but I was given a severe reprimand before and throughout the ordeal. Bitter, Bitter humiliation! Oh and the pain…my lord the wooden paddle at full force really does sting. And no matter how many strokes I received my bottom was not to be numbed at all. quite the reverse in fact. The last six really did bring my lesson home to me. I will be behaving myself much better in the future. Well, for as long as possible anyway! There was one element I can honestly say I was really proud of and that was my ability to take my punishment without complaint. The Master had asked for no noise and no noise was what he got. For once I actually obeyed a command to the letter. Go me! Thank you to The Master for my experience, as I am always up for trying new things…
Sorry this is nothing new if your read my blog, but I am still preparing my phD and this will not be finished until the end of the month. Then you must all come and see me so you may spank the doctor…!
Chelsea Pfeiffer Reality Spanking
Monday, August 24th, 2009An Extraordinary Experience
I just had the one of the most amazing spanking experiences of my life! For me, that’s really saying something. I had worked with Dia Zerva before, playing a nurse in a Shadow Lane video that’s soon to be released. When she emailed me that she would be in town, immediately I knew we had to work with her for our own site, www.GoodSpanking.com and of course, she’ll be in a full-length movie at www.CPEntertainment.com soon, too.
I did one of my Chelsea Spanks sessions with her. I know Dia is a hard player and I knew she’d be perfect for that kind of movie. She was! Before we started she expressed a desire for me to push her limits. She told me she likes the release of a good cry. That might seem like music to a spanker’s ears, but it’s also kind of intimidating. I’ve made women cry before, but not intentionally. It was a new frontier for me as a top.
I started out as I always do for these sessions, with a good warm up hand spanking. If you’re going to take it for a half-hour straight you need a good warm up. I have to take it in stages and I’ve done so many of these sessions by now that I know how to map out my half hour through those stages. Dia’s a submissive, so I told her that since we weren’t playing out a scenario and this was exactly as it seemed, a reality spanking scene, she could feel free to go into her subspace. (Subspace is hard to describe, but basically it’s an emotional and physical place where a sub can relax into the experience when they trust the person who is topping that much.)
Amazingly, I was able to take here there and then to tears exactly as I planned. What was even more amazing is that she thanked me afterward! A good spanking experience is a wonderful thing that stays with you for a long time afterward.
Spanking Postions
Thursday, July 23rd, 2009As a producer I get a lot of mail requesting various positions and while most viewers seem to feel that bottoms are great any way you look at them, they do seem to have their favorites. I get a lot of requests for the diaper position and we rarely show it as it seems to be a hard one to spank from and not so traditional. Since I also do an erotic diaper site I have tried to incorporate this position more on there. I have nothing against it and I will say as a sub it feels wonderful, but as a domme I just don’t have the coordination to give a girl a good, long hard spanking with her legs up in the air. This is something I will investigate further and I will say Leia-Ann Woods is very diaper-position friendly! I hope she’s not cross at me for saying that. Oh yes, I forgot – I’m the domme- on your back, girl - toes pointed.
Doggie style is a hot one with the model giving us a great view of everything when she is on her hands and knees, offering herself with very little cushion on her bottom and this spanking produces some great reactions. Once when I shot Kailee she said this was her favorite position and the Cameraman took full advantage. A tough girl like Kailee will keep herself firmly planted and take her whacks but I flew across the room after a blow from Miss Chris- fear as much as force Some girls make better doggies than others!
Bent over a chair or the couch is popular and I feel best to do at the end of a shoot once the model trusts you. I think it can look effective on video if you deliver sold whacks. Amber Pixie Wells and Kailee are two girls who I have had nice scenes with while they are bent over the end of my bed taking it hard with a hairbrush. They are two models who need things taken to a higher level so they can find the right head-space.
OTK on the bed is popular as it is common and intimate to spank someone in their bedroom no matter what type of spanking this is. This is a favorite though for a mother/daughter settings when mom or aunty comes into the bedroom, lectures and then spanks. I also love when someone is peeking through the door. I would think it is thrilling to be on the subby end of the spanking with someone watching in a subtle manner.
Of course, our viewers tend to go for OTK on a hard-backed, armless chair more than anything. I like this as a top as it helps my posture and I also like it as a producer because if girl has an ounce of lazy in her she won’t be able to pull off an effective scene. Most models want to pull off best scene possible and a hardworking model will enjoy being on camera so much that she will kick and wiggle and make sure we see her pretty face. The fact that girls can do this while the scene really hurts, just shows that fetish modeling is not an easy gig. Enjoy the shot of Lana and Ace. I shot there scene a week ago and am still buzzing from it
Do you enjoy being in Spanking films?
Tuesday, July 21st, 2009Ok folks, another answer to a question I get asked over and over: What is it like to be in a spanking film? Well, as you can see by the number I have taken part in (can anyone help me with that? Exact number unknown!!), they are VERY enjoyable. But it is more than that in the case of some shoots. Some really are quite special and I will never forget them. There are two shoots that spring to my mind which have a special place in my memory palace (phrase stolen from Thomas Harris if there are any fellow Lecter fans out there).
The first one is, well, my first ever shoot, which was with a company who sadly no longer produce films; Miss Marchmont. On this shoot I was able to re-enact one of my favourite fantasies – the used and abused Edwardian maid who is treated badly by her owner and punished at a moment’s notice. This was an incredible film as I was filming it with my partner at the time as the top, so the chemistry between us really shone out. Not only that, he really knew what to do in order to get the best reactions out of me. I rarely enjoy my performances, but this one I do love.
The second film shoot is one with www.northernspanking.com (Northern Spanking) and the film made was a feature length film (nearly 3 hours long in total, but split into scenes, obviously) called Wheatley Manor, featuring Amelia Jane Rutherford, Niki Flynn, Amy Hunter and myself. Those of you who attended Shadow Lane in Vegas this February just gone may have noticed their stall featuring it. This film is special for so many reasons. I was able to maintain the same character for the whole day (and night – we finished late, though we were all so into it we did not notice) and therefore allow her to develop within me. This is unusual. In many shoots we spanking models are required to chop and change from, say, submissive maid to bratty schoolgirl. I loved it as it gave me a chance to really pay attention to the acting, rather than just the action alone. Also, on the subject of acting we shot this film out of order, which is unusual for spanking films but happens regularly in professional shoots. Again this helped me hone the acting skills and really pay attention to where we were in the story. Finally, the story was special for me as it was highly psychological. I have brought my friends for a “break” to Wheatley Manor. Upon arrival we are forced to strip naked for an inspection before changing into a uniform of knickers and vest, together with a ribbon tied around our neck like a collar. If a ribbon matching our colour is found on a door then we must enter. Then we are subjected to punishments, some of which are the type of punishments we would fear, such as the cane or bastinado. However, there is a twist. Through our suffering we girls find an inner power and get our revenge on the Hosts…
If you are interested in one of the most exciting film ever produced in the spanking genre (well in my opinion anyway, despite my being in it!!) then e-mail paul@northernspanking.com and he will be happy to help you….oh and say I sent ya!!
Judicial punishments – the ultimate endorphin rush part 2
Tuesday, July 7th, 2009The moment arrives and I hear my name called. Shaking slightly, I enter the room, not seeing any of those sat watching the scene I focus my eyes directly on the Judge, who reads my sentence to me, before I am taken over to the Ontario machine, and secured in. Once locked in, there is no escape and now is no time to get cold feet! I can feel the punisher behind me mentally taking aim on my bottom before taking her swing and for that moment she is not one of my dearest friends at all, but someone who is going to push me further than I have been before in CP. I was to take 18 strokes full force of two implements I did not like. This is not like the cane, which is a fantastic feeling for me; this was going to hurt! The first stroke of the strap comes in and before I can take a sharp intake of breath the pain burns across my bottom with such ferocity, the only noise I make is an animalistic, base grunt. The stroke is counted and I recompose, to which I am greeted with the next stroke, which lays itself across the previous burning imprint upon my bottom. My palms begin to sweat and I hear my breathing quicken and become shallower as further strokes pound in with such ferocity. What strength she has! By the time we are at six strokes I am almost at my limit and I can feel the atmosphere around me press against me with its heaviness. Then, I make my first mistake. I decide to look over at the other girls bottoms that were lined up to my left. They all looked so red and battered I was not sure I was going to survive! But before I could think on it further the seventh stroke of the paddle swipes at me and I once more gasp from Read the rest of this entry »
Improving Techniques
Monday, July 6th, 2009Review for
Improving Techniques
by
Eleanor Powell
Starring Linda and Mr Harris
(Running Time of the Movie 11mins)
From Girls’ Boarding School Studio
Mr Harris is a new teacher at the Girls Boarding School. The headmaster summons him to his study for a discussion. Mr. Harris is new, so there are some allowances that can be made in regard to his performance. But, there can be no allowances when it comes to a teacher’s ability to discipline a student. Mr. Harris is told that in order to thrive at the boarding school, in fact, in order to keep his job, he will need to make many improvements to his disciplining techniques, mainly, his approach to spanking.
He leaves the headmaster’s study with a video camera, he is instructed to set it up so that it can record exactly how he tackles punishing one of the school’s naughtiest students, Linda.
Back at his study, Mr Harris sets up the camera and lays out various implements in the order that he’s going to use them on Linda.
He then calls her into his study. She is a very pretty girl with long blond hair. She’s wearing a white school blouse and navy skirt. For some reason, I know not what? She’s not wearing any shoes, but blue ankle socks. She could of course, have a reputation for kicking out while being punished. One or two of my spankers have removed my shoes before starting to spank me – in order to protect their manhood.
He tells her to bend over the desk. There is a very solid looking chair to the left of where Linda is bending over the desk. If he had moved the chair, I think he’d have had a better swing of his arm.
He starts off by using the carpet beater on top of her skirt. He gives her eight strokes. Then he lifts her skirt to reveal pristine white knickers, he delivers another three strokes on her knickered bottom.
Setting aside the carpet beater, he next picks up the birch and gives her 12 strokes with that, still on top of her knickers.
In readiness for the cane, he pulls down her knickers to her knees and canes her on her bare bottom.
By this time, it is very red and sore looking. Linda is fighting back the tears and squealing and whimpering.
But Mr Harris has to prove to the headmaster that he can give the students an adequate spanking, so, he carries on relentlessly. Picking up the paddle, he gives her eleven firm strokes with it. Finally, he was left with the strap/tawse. He brought it down on her upturned bottom – a total of thirty seven times. This causes her to wriggle about so much, her knickers slip down her legs to her ankles.
Linda is told to go and stand facing the wall. She has to hold her skirt up to show off her bright red bottom.
Mr Harris proved that he was able to improve his technique.
There was no dialogue between them, except when he called her into his study and told her to bend over the desk. As for Linda, she says not a word. No backchat, swearing or pleading for mercy.
I enjoyed the movie, but I would have liked it better if he’d started off with a bottom warming session otk.
Judicial Punishments – the ultimate endorphin rush
Friday, June 19th, 2009
I have been asked many times why I sign myself up time and again for the “Judicial” punishment, and the truth is I had never really thought about it in great detail. Until now. It seems counter-intuitive for a human, one of all the animal races on this planet, ruled by the will to survive to push oneself emotionally and physically to the limit: yet since human-kind have been doing this since the beginning of time so we folk who take part in these events are no different from any other human on Earth. So why do it? I guess I have two famous answers for that; because I can and because I want to!
There is nothing that instils more fear within me than the unknown, so the best form of CP for me on a psychological level is with an implement that I have either never felt before or that which I really don’t enjoy at the time, both giving me an excitement and fear as I wonder to myself for the weeks leading up to the day itself “Will I do it? Will I make it though the punishment?” And, despite my fear every time, most notably at the last event, where we were to meet the Canadian prison strap and the wooden paddle, I make it and win the award for doing so: elation and a “high” as the endorphins rush through me!
I imagine we all have various methods for preparing for a Judicial, both in the days preceding the moment itself and on the day itself, so all I can really tell you is how I do it. For me, the most important piece of preparation is mental preparation within the final hour, as I call it. Some girls seem to nervously crack jokes, others are quiet. I am one of the quiet ones (yes it does happen sometimes people!), someone who prefers to sit quietly and meditate. It relaxes me down and focuses my mind (which has a habit of flitting between subjects at the best of times!) on what is going to happen to me and what I will do with the energy (or pain, if you like!) once the punishment commences.
At the last event (held in late October of last year), where we were going to receive the Canadian prison strap and the wooden paddle, the the other girls all elected to not find out where they were in the line-up. I was the only one who needed to know. I felt almost ashamed of myself on the day for not being able to face that unknown, but there is only so much control even a submissive like me can relinquish! So, knowing where I was to be I changed and sat, meditating and waiting for my turn. Now believe me, here is why time stretches before you, and the moment for the Punisher to begin to begin never seemed to happen, but yes! Finally even through my meditative state I heard he begin and heard the first girl called out to be dealt with. I should have felt relief that it was not me, however I am someone who cannot bear to hear another person in pain even if I know they enjoy it and want it to happen, so in many ways, listening to the “prisoners” before me was even more torture than the event itself, strange am I not?