Posts Tagged ‘cane’

A goodbye caning

Pandora Blake receives a cold caning from Thomas Cameron

The other weekend I visited Tom for what I expected would be a couple of days of cathartic play. I’d had the week from hell and had spent most of it in desperate need of some domination and soul-cleansing.

The way it worked out, I had a shoot all day on the Saturday, then I jumped on a train and Tom and I went straight out to a gig. With that sort of schedule I was either going to crash or stay hyper, and it turned out to be the latter. The music was outstanding, we had an amazing, high-energy night, and collapsed straight into bed. The next day I was eager to spend some time enjoying the sunshine I’d been missing all week (this was that blinding first UK week of summer; hopefully not our last!) so we headed to the park. A few hours dozing in the sun, reading and listening to Tom play guitar was the perfect antidote to my stressful week. I unwound, uncoiled.

Home, and we both wanted to play; but I discovered an contentedness where my tense need had been. The sunbeam had done its work, leaving me catlike and purring. I thought I might be able to chase sensations for their own sake, but when I asked Tom to spank me I just found myself gritting my teeth through it. I could take it, but I wasn’t having fun. I insisted we try again, thinking that I didn’t have to enjoy it at the time to enjoy the stress relief benefits, but the weekend and Tom’s company had already done their work; I wasn’t in need of stress relief any more.

In the end Tom overrode my stubborn insistence for what I thought I needed, and gave me what I actually needed instead: some straightforward, pleasure-seeking loving. As I purred over his body, satiated with the joy of giving him good sensations, I reflected that he’d been right to stop spanking me.

But stress relief isn’t the only reason we play. It’s a huge part of our connection and our sexualities, something we both miss when we’re apart. I felt it would be a shame to let time together pass by without indulging that side of ourselves. After a good night’s sleep and a quiet morning working on computers, I felt recharged and ready to try again, from a different angle this time. With two failed attempts already behind us I was a little nervous, so I framed my request obliquely: “I want to ask if there’s time for a caning before my train, but I’m worried that it won’t work again and I’ll have to leave on a disappointment.” Tom replied that he’d be very happy to cane me, but that it was up to me to decide. Would I react well this time? Was it worth the risk?

All I knew was that I’d be ridiculously disappointed to go home without it. Perhaps I no longer needed direct catharsis, perhaps I wasn’t craving the exact pain sensations, but I needed the satisfaction and fulfilment of having endured. I warned him I might yelp a bit, but that I’d try to be brave. He said that was all that mattered … and then he got out the heaviest 12mm dragon cane, and I felt a little faint. It was understood without needing to be said that this was going to be a cold caning, from which I’d assumed that he’d go for one of the medium-sized ones. But no.

Actually, he does know me rather well, and I’ve always found heavier, thicker canes easier to take than ultra-whippy ones. He gave me a dozen, initially. Bottom lifted over pillows and bared with my knickers around my thighs, I stretched out my arms and gripped the edge of the mattress. I concentrated on my breathing, and was relieved when I took the first stroke without an unseemly screech. I let out my breath in a controlled exhale, counted and thanked him as usual. Together, we moved through to twelve. The last few made me twist and hiss through my teeth, but for the most part I stayed on top of it and managed not to yelp.

It’s weird. Sometimes screeching and yelping is exactly what I need. And sometimes I need the reassurance of knowing I can control my reactions. The meditative focus on breath is very grounding, and the satisfaction of working through the pain and drama of a caning without losing control always enlarges me, makes me feel aware of my strength.

After twelve measured strokes, I felt that I could take more. And it wasn’t just the challenge, now; I wanted more. So I asked again, knowing as I did that Tom would step up the intensity. He didn’t disappoint.

The second dozen were harder, sharper, biting deep into the meat of my bottom. Several times, I involuntarily let go of my grip on the head of the bed. A couple of strokes made me rear up out of position, bracing myself with my arms, eyes screwed shut as I processed the intensity of sensation before I could even start to breathe again. (Later, I found out that he’d been aiming several in a row at the same spot, trying to fill in a gap in the tramlines). But each time, I exhaled, and inhaled, and delivered my count.

The last stroke is always the hardest, and by then, if a caning has been given right, a strange alchemy of emotion has transformed my pride to a different sort of security. I’ve groaned, and hissed, and shouted “ow” despite my best efforts. I’ve broken position and I’ve breathed hard through my nose like a horse after a race. Stroke by stroke, he has undone my resistance, and I’ve accepted him. There’s no need to pretend that it doesn’t hurt any more. At the same time, I know I’ve done well. His praise and my own judgement combine to affirm that I am strong enough to not only endure this, but to take it into myself, feed upon it and grow stronger. By the last stroke, neither of us is holding back. He imprints a carefully calibrated stripe of fire across my buttocks, and I let myself react without constraint.

Afterwards we were fizzing, connected, chatty. He walked me to the train station and I swivelled in my seat, smiling at my secret knowledge of the perfect set of stripes I was taking home.

Sarah Sly, Private Eye

Spanking Sarah have just released the first scene I shot with them in Feburary! It’s episode three of the ongoing series Sarah Sly, Private Eye.

The ongoing series are one of my favourite things about Spanking Sarah, although it’s a website with many good qualities. (My other favourite things include the imaginative storylines, the sense of fun, the fusion of disciplinary spanking, sensual CP and occasional explicit sex, and the emphasis on Sarah’s personality and fantasies.) I know that Sarah’s partner and co-owner Mr Stern, the webmaster of English Spankers, has wanted to make a TV-style private investigator series with spanking for years, and it’s great to see him finally having the chance to explore the idea through his partnership with Sarah Bright.

In this episode Sarah Sly is hired by a parent to investigate a teacher at their child’s school, who is alleged to have punished the child inappropriately, as only the headmaster is allowed to administer corporal punishment. It was a fun scene: I enjoy the chance to play a teacher rather than a schoolgirl occasionally, and I liked getting to be a bit more grownup and professional, but still get whacked in the end.

The caning was surprisingly hard – well not really surprising knowing Mr Stern. I wasn’t given a number and at the time it felt quite hard and fast and scary, but having watched the clip just now I think it was a fairly measured, if firm, 17 strokes.

There was a nice dynamic between me and the Headmaster – mutual respect, disappointment from him and remorse from me, a hard caning delivered with gentle words.

Pandora Blake spanked in Sarah Sly, Private Eye

Pandora Blake spanked in Sarah Sly, Private Eye

Pandora Blake spanked in Sarah Sly, Private Eye

Pandora Blake spanked in Sarah Sly, Private Eye

If you head over to Spanking Sarah to watch it, I can recommend checking out the previous Sarah Sly episode as well, which is called The Nursing Home Scam. In this one Sarah Sly is called in by Matron to investigate suspicious circumstances surrounding the changing of wills by various elderly gentlemen in favour of a young nurse working at the home. Sarah suspects that nurse Sally is offering extra-curricular services, but the truth is more sinister.

You can always tell that Sarah and her friends are enjoying themselves on their shoots, and this episode was particularly fun (my favourite moment was when Sarah hid in the wardrobe!) with some good acting, especially from nurse Sally when confronted by Sarah.

Sarah Sly, Private Eye: The Nursing Home Scam

The longest running series on the site is Unladylike Manor, which I was very keen to take part in. I’m glad I managed to shoot an episode for it because I’ve heard a rumour that Sarah might be drawing the series to a close soon. If you like imaginative punishment storylines, blackmail, recurring characters and spanking scenes with a sense of humour, Spanking Sarah is definitely worth a look.

Double canings

I love double canings. I didn’t get many at all the first few years I was playing, but apparently the more people I get to know in the scene the more likely they become. Here are some people I have received double canings from:

  • Tom and HH
  • Abel and Haron
  • Tom and D (best double caning EVER for obvious reasons)
  • Mrs Darling and Miss Hammond-Grant AKA Lucy McLean and Amy Hunter (close runner-up to best ever: advantage of one left-hand, one right-hand, also two ladies = win)
  • Tom and Hywel Phillips

People I have not received double canings from but would quite like to:

  • Ludwig and Kaelah (because couples are awesome)
  • Lucy McLean and Paul Kennedy (ditto)
  • Sarah Bright and Mr Stern (ditto)
  • Sarah Bright and Katie Didit (ladies = win)

Hell, if we’re friends and you think I might like to be caned by you, feel free to grab yourself a partner. It’s all good.

This post is brought to you by this scene from Triple A Spanking, which features not one but three naughty dormitory girls getting double canings from two stern teachers. Quite a production!

My favourite thing about double canings, quite aside from being the center of TWO tops’ attention, which is obviously even better than one, is the capacity for rapid-fire delivery of strokes without losing any force or accuracy. It’s lovely. Well, not lovely so much as an overwhelming deluge of sensation, but intense like standing under a waterfall, and very, very hot.

I don’t think Emma is inclined to agree:

Reader’s photos #2

Today’s blogpost is brought to you by another reader with a taste for the ritual and atmosphere of school punishment roleplay. My mistress and I occasionally indulge in a public school style beating whereupon I am summoned to the prefects’ common room, instructed to bend over a plain wooden chair, and given six of the […]

Intimate hardcore

Pandora Blake's first hardcore spanking and fucking scene at Dreams of Spanking

I'm not a fan of the commercialisation of Valentine's Day, so was reluctant to join the throngs of marketeers insisting that the primary objective of the 14th of February was to have hot romantic sex with a lover, and their product could best help you achieve this. On the other hand, the date provided an ideal opportunity to step up the steaminess on my website a notch or two.

Disruption at Upton

Pandora Blake and Sarah Gregory paddled in Disruption at Upton

The newest update on Sarah Gregory Spanking is a school scene we filmed together last summer. Paul Rogers played her screen father who had just got a job as headmaster of Upton School in England, and he had brought Sarah with him as a student. Not impressed with this state of affairs, she quickly got into trouble picking fights with the other girls, saying England was crappy and America was much better.

Well, that’s this girl’s story, anyway. She definitely started it :P

Hauled to the Head’s office, Sarah expected that he’d let his daughter off the hook, but we both got spanked. He also disappointed Sarah by refusing to take sides, telling us equably, “They’re both just great countries!” as he spanked us till we howled.

Unfortunately, our continued bickering during the spanking landed us in even more trouble. Nodding to English tradition, he decided to give us both the cane. But to drive his point home, he matched it with an equal number of strokes of the wooden paddle.

While we were shooting I found it hilarious that Sarah and I are so much more at home with our respective traditional implements. Both hurt, of course, but I dreaded the paddle, and she particularly hated the cane. We picked up on this in the scene, of course, arguing over which was worst. And Paul put the difference to good use with his canny closing threat: if he caught us fighting again, we’d find ourselves back in his office; I’d get the paddle, and Sarah would get the cane!

Bring my tea

The other weekend I headed up north to join a small gathering of people celebrating the launch of Nimue’s World – the homegrown, boundary-pushing, performer-centric brainchild of Nimue, which launched before mine last year and which I am rapidly starting to think of as Dreams of Spanking’s sister site. It was great to catch up with Nims for the first time since our sites launched, and meet her lovely poly family. They’d just come back from shooting with Will and Janna, and I heard all about the scenes they’d filmed as they bounced and decompressed.

I absolutely love the photos from the latest update from that shoot, Bring My Tea. As I know that Nimue and Janna are, like myself, inveterate tea drinkers, there’s something inherently amusing about making it the theme of a spanking scene. But the photos are as stylish and elegant as any I’ve ever seen, to the extent that I had real difficulty choosing which ones to share with you.

Janna is the new maid in the household, and is still making mistakes. When she brings my tea, without a cup, and then tries to cover up her mistake by pouring tea in the sugar bowl, I decide it’s time to teach her a lesson.

Over my knee she gets a good hard spanking, before receiving the riding crop and hard strokes of the cane. Hopefully she’ll learn and not make the same mistakes in future!

High quality spanking photography and erotic F/F from one of the UK’s most exciting new sites. I’ll be reviewing Nimue’s World more fully when I get the chance, but in the meantime, I hope this taster gives you a sense of the excellent work Nimue is doing. Please do check out her site, it deserves considerable attention.

A truly epic party

I told you about my first spanking of 2012. The day before, I was lamenting my unspanked state and wondering how long I had to wait. By the end of that weekend, I’d been spanked so many times I lost count.

The occasion was Paul and Lucy’s housewarming party, a grand occasion full of kinky friends, familiar faces and new people. Not everyone worth knowing was there, but everyone there was worth knowing. It’s a rare scene event where I feel truly comfortable with all the people in the room.

Tom had originally hoped to accompany me, but when he was laid low with a cold I decided I couldn’t miss this one – I’d go on my own. I knew that people would be playing, and I was fairly sure I wanted to join in given the opportunity. But I’m not used to going out without a spanker if I want to play, not least because I’m quite picky about who I play with. I was interested in a couple of prospects, but I wasn’t sure if it was mutual, if they’d be available, and it’s always an effort negotiating this sort of thing without offending anyone you don’t want to play with.

It turns out I needn’t have worried.

Lucy and Paul throw truly epic parties. Quite aside from the pleasure of catching up with old friends and making several new ones, the night contained a number of memorable kinky experiences. Some of the moments that will stay with me:

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Her Ladyship’s Breakfast

I’ve just announced, with great pleasure and no small amount of trepidation, the launch date of my long-awaited spanking website. Dreams of Spanking will finally go live this Friday, 23rd December.

Tonight, I want to share with you the first F/M scene I produced for Dreams of Spanking, and the only "pure" F/M scene we're launching with (if you exclude F/MF). It's called "Her Ladyship's Breakfast" and it represents a whole heap of firsts, actually: 

  • The first time real life couple Adele Haze and Jimmy Holloway played together on camera
  • Adele's first scene for us as a top
  • The first scene of the day on our shoot with talented photographer Daniel R, an old online friend who spent a day taking beautiful photos for (and of!) us
  • The first scene I produced/directed without also performing in it
  • My first attempt to produce/direct a spanking scene with a male spankee.

I'd done a lot of thinking about malesub spanking before getting to this point – going from political sympathy and outrage with the general shortage of beautiful, empathic spanking scenes which treat male submissive bodies as sexy, to starting to look out for this sort of material and, in fact, developing a taste for it. I had some very clear ideas about what I wanted. Physical chemistry between the characters; subtle characterisation and complex motivations; a romantic, elegant aesthetic and a strong visual focus on the appealing form of the male spankee. Mutual sexual desire, but focussing particularly on the desire, affection and respect the female top feels for her beautiful, strong, vulnerable male bottom. 

Adele and Jimmy, close friends of mine and long term supporters of this project, had been playing together for five months, and it was a new dynamic for both of them. I had particularly enjoyed following my friend Jimmy's journey into affirming, positive bottoming and submission with a nurturing partner who respected his limits.

These days, the pair switch easily between roles and Jimmy has developed a very sexy confidence as a top/dom. But when we shot this scene they were still quite strongly in an F/M place, and I'm really glad that we were able to capture the unique flow of energy between them in this amazing scene.

What stands out to me about these images is the heat in Adele's gaze as she looks at Jimmy; his exquisite nude figure and heartbreaking vulnerability; the palpable D/S dynamic which implies no weakness on Jimmy's part, but rather strengthens both of them by their mutual trust.

Perhaps I can feel this more acutely because I'm not, personally, in it, but for me this embodies the principle that you should make the kind of porn you like to look at. I can't stop looking at this one, and I hope you like looking at it, too.

Click on any of the images to view the free gallery. The full set of 149 high res photographs plus behind the scenes commentary by Adele and Jimmy will be available to view on Dreams of Spanking from December 23.

YouTube spankings and judicial fantasies

I’ve stumbled across a few unexpected and good public YouTube spankings lately. This one was found by D (we were searching for ‘dragon spanking’ in the name of Rule #34, believe it or not):

Only one whack with a wooden paddle, but it’s a solid one. I was also entertained by the comment accompanying it:

“Went to Pride and came across ‘spanking will turn you gay’, well guess what!? It worked… actually I was already… but it felt good.”

(There are some other convincing “one strike” paddling clips on Youtube here and here.)

A young woman is given 18 smacks over jeans for her birthday by gleeful friends, relatively hard, while being held face-down on the ground. She seems largely amused by the whole affair. I particularly liked the way the spanker keeps blowing and rubbing his palms between smacks – but seems determined to keep on dishing it out just as hard, despite the sting.

Finally, this one was linked on Twitter today by QuaiDisciplines:

In this scene from The Incredible Journey of Mary Bryant, the young Mary watches a woman receive 25 lashes. This is severe, realistic and utterly gorgeous if you like historical judicial punishments. I particularly enjoyed the harsh soundscape of the whipping itself – the punchy, wet sounds of the lash landing, and the woman’s screams muffled by her gag.

My prison caning with Pain4Fem was nearly three years ago now. It scratched that itch for a while, but watching this clip I realised I’m ready to start thinking about my next severe punishment on camera. My ideal scenario would be a historical, judicial setting: a whipping block or bench with restraints and a gag; me in petticoats, playing a hapless, probably poor young woman given a harsh sentence. The sentence should be between 25 and 50 strokes, but I wouldn’t want to decide the exact number myself. I’d want it to be the cane, though, and I’d want Tom to deliver it. I could trust him to do it hard enough; hard enough to draw blood, to make me scream through the gag.

The problem is that I don’t have any shoot budget until a few months into new year, but I want to do it now, while I have time to heal. And I can’t think of a location which would be suitable and wouldn’t also be expensive. Rather than film what I’d like to be an atmospheric, believable scene in an entirely inappropriate interior, perhaps this one should wait until I can afford to do it properly. In the meantime, the thought of it will just have to tide me over.

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