SpankThatBratBlog- Spanking The Girl You Love

Merry Christmas everyone!

 

It has been ages since I've reported in, but I've just been so busy!  I have been working on shooting for and setting up a new website, www.MissAudreySpanks.com.  It is much like Spank That Brat, only a bit more formal, and I primarily shoot with male bottoms.

Earlier this month, I went to New York for the first time ever!  It was amazing.  There was such human current of purpose and hostility that is unmatched anywhere else I've been.  I got to browse the stores along 5th Avenue, walk through Central Park, see Times Square lit in all its glory at dusk, and shop in SoHo.  We stayed in a little house in Queens just 15 minutes from the city.  It was so cool.

This is also where I took my favorite picture of Chris, doing his John Wayne impersonation in Central Park.The highlight of the trip was the shooting I did!  I got to shoot with a really great male switch named Chester.  He was so handsome and a wonderful actor!  He didn't have to act too much once I brought out the hairbrush, though...

I also got to shoot with one of my long-time favorite spankers ever, Richard Windsor.  We shot a scene of Santa Claus spanking his naughty elf.  As a Christmas gift to you, we are posting the entire scene on Spank That Brat.  You may know I am a switch, but I hardly ever bottom on camera!  So enjoy it while you can; after the first the videos will be moved to the member's section of www.spankingdigest.com.  Here is a link to the videos!

 

I hope you all enjoy the videos and have a wonderful, peaceful Christmas! 

Audrey

 

So... the first thing I wanted to say is that I apologize for not being able to keep up with the updates on this blog at a rate of 3 times a week!  Audrey is swamped for time even more so than I am, and I'm a full time student on top of the full time job of our sites.  Aaaaaaaaand....this is finals week!  I hope you guys can understand... and trust me! I'd rather be writing a nice, long blog about spanking and just why I love it (I can never say it enough!) than writing a paper on the population dynamics of salmonids in the Great Lakes. Trust me.  (Although I love salmonids! And they're tasty, too).  An anonymous poster left a comment on my last blog about my lack of updates, and I hope this serves as a response to that. I'm trying, guys!  I also am really uncertain about topics, a lot of the time.  I'd love to have you guys suggest things you'd like to hear my take on!

         

What I decided to write about today is in response to a person who is very close to me... my Daddy.   Not my biological father, although he's very important to me, too. My Daddy is the man who has taken me under his wing and loved and cared about me when I felt no one else did.  He has fought for my love...for my obedience (that's a never ending battle)...and for my self esteem.  Daddy has been there when the world turns against me...kissing my scraped knees better the best way he knows how.  And I recently did something that hurt him, without really realizing it would (I swear!).

         

I left Daddy off my last blog about things I'm thankful for.   Now, there are few things in the world that upset him, but feeling like I don't care enough about him is a nail that can always be hammered through his tough skin.  I feel bad...because I'm VERY thankful for him! If I didn't have him in my life right now, I'm not sure where I'd be.  The reason he wasn't included in the blog is because well...it's a mildly superficial list.  I guess I didn't include him in things I'm thankful for in my spanking life, because he's just way more than that to me!  (However, Audrey is too...as is Chunk...so really, I guess that's not the greatest excuse). 

          So, this blog is a little tribute to just how I feel about him.  He deserves my recognition and I'm more than happy to let everyone know what he is to me!  I think I'm going to rave a bit about him and then recount my side of the first spanking he ever gave me. So let's get started!

          Daddy, or as most people know him, Chris, is probably one of the greatest men I've ever met in my life.  He has a vast well of integrity, love of people, and willingness to help people in any way he possibly can.  He cares and loves with an intensity that matches my own (which anyone who knows me, knows its pretty extreme) and I've seen him put more into other people than anyone else I've ever known.   He's also incredibly smart with a background in psychology and tends to know just why people do what they do and the best ways to deal with that.  It also, unfortunately sometimes, allows him to dissect my behavior and break it down into reasons that are VERY spankworthy.

          Does he spank me? OF COURSE...(come on).  However, it is never when I don't deserve or need it.  Never once has he spanked me for his own pleasure or because he likes my bottom (although I'm pretty sure he does...I think).  I usually feel about 5 years old over his lap...and he has a BIG lap.  When I'm laying over it, normally can't ...quite....reach....the carpet with either my toes or my hands.  His massive hands cover more than half my bottom each, or so it feels anyway, when they start their painful motions!   The bottom line is, I do try to behave for Daddy, but...well...me being me....I tend to fail in that department only too regularly.  (Maybe a deep-seated need to test people?).

 

         

So...the first spanking I got.  To be honest, I don't remember all the things that built up to me being spanked.  I know I was unpardonably naughty in the weeks before I was to see him (he lives at a distance)...but I don't remember the exact things the spanking was for.  Maybe I shouldn't mention it in the blog in case he decides to make SURE I remember them....oh well, points for being honest, right?  So...Daddy took me into a private room and I was instantly on edge.

 

          "Oh how the hell am I going to stand this?  He just wants to spank my bottom...that's all...that's all men ever see me as! An ass!"  These were the initial thoughts in my head...my relationship with Daddy was new, and I'd been a bit jaded by other Daddies I'd had in the past.  Tears stung my eyes as I convinced myself of his ulterior motives. 

 

But he shocked me.

 

He took my hands and guided me down so that I was kneeling in front of him and looking up into his eyes.  Guarded resentment flowed from mine as I gazed up, only to be met with this worried, soft, loving stare coming from his.  I felt it then...before he even said anything. I wasn't just an ass to him....whew.  At least, I didn't have to worry about that!

 

But there was more.  When he spoke...he reminded me of who I was.  The person I am deep down. "A sensitive and loving little angel" he called me.  He had seen through the hardened exterior I'd developed over the course of my years...a defense mechanism to a world that has been all too cruel to me.  Whenever I let the angel out, she got hurt...it was better to keep her safe inside where no one could get to her.  But he saw her!

 

His eyes started to fill up with unshed tears as he continued to speak...to tell me how much I mean to him already and that my behavior was self destructive and hurtful to people who cared about me.  The edge of disappointment in his voice instantly started the waterworks for me...and tears began to build up behind my eyelashes.  Daddy's calm, reasoning, loving voice dissipated the defensive temper that had built up on the walk to the room, and allowed me to understand that I really, really DESERVED to be spanked over his knee like a little girl....because that is precisely what I'd acted like.  I really felt submissive to him, and for me, it is INCREDIBLY rare that I truly feel submissive to a man.  I'm not sure on the reasonings behind that, but it is a different story altogether (maybe next blog!).

 

          After the long bout of him softly scolding me, he guided me to my feet and took me over his lap.  I felt like weighed nothing more than a feather to him and his lap felt enormous to me!  I looked down at the floor, willing my tears to back down, waiting for his hand on my bottom.  There it was, suddenly. Resting on my cheek.  It was big enough to cover the entire cheek, and I began to feel very nervous indeed.  Not scared of him, but scared of how much this spanking was going to hurt my butt, my pride, and how embarrassing it was going to be to bawl like a baby in front of him.  I knew at that moment it was exactly what I would do.

         

SMACK! He started out with medium smacks, placed all over the seat of my yoga pants I was wearing. It didn't really hurt much, but I started crying anyway. I felt so ashamed that this great man was so disappointed in me that he felt he had to turn me over his knee and spank me like some miscreant off the street!  Tears dripped quietly from my eyes...I never make a big production of crying, always keeping just enough inside so that I feel safe.

 

          My bottom was starting to heat up from his heavy hand, and the pants were trapping the heat in my cheeks.  I didn't have to worry about that for very long, though! I felt his big hands under my tummy, lifting me back onto my feet and taking down my pants for me, as though I couldn't do it on my own.  He was regressing me back into a child...and damn, is he good at that.  I felt so small...so ashamed of myself...as he took my pants down and off my feet, leaving me in just a pair of white panties with pink hearts on them.  Back over his knee I went.

          

My behind was really stinging now... when I'm punished, the intensity of the pain overwhelms me.  If a spanking is for fun, my mental enjoyment of the situation blocks out a lot of the pain, or maybe gives me a higher tolerance for it.  But tell me you're truly disappointed in me, and every smack feels like a red-hot iron being placed on my cheeks!  And so it felt with Daddy that day...

         

After a few more minutes of smacking my humiliatingly wobbling cheeks, he stood me up yet again and quickly took my panties down to my ankles.  I was tossed back over his knee, and he raised his right foot to hoist my embarrassingly bare backside into the air.  I tensed as I felt him raise his big hand again and squealed as it made contact with my right cheek!  IT HURT! Oh, so much!  Within a few seconds he had my bottom set to roasting, and was showing no signs of slowing down!

          My tears were flowing pretty freely now.  I think he sensed the remorse in me...he had brought a little leather paddle to spank me with, but he only gave me a couple halfhearted smacks with it on my bare bottom.  I guess he felt I'd had enough, and let me lay there and cry over his lap for a few minutes with my sore, purple, three-times-larger bare bottom sticking up behind me radiating visible lines of heat (at least that's how it felt to me! I was sure I'd never sit again).

 

         

He took me in his arms then and held me...hugged me...petted my hair...and suddenly everything was right with the world. For both of us.  It was the beginning of a long and beautiful relationship I believe I'll have with him...and I think we both felt that right there. I hugged him, left my tears (and snot! Haha) on his shoulder, and he helped me off his lap and let me dress again. 

         

Since then, I've been extremely naughty, testing him...trying to push me out of his life. But you know what? He's still there for me...and I believe now that he loves me and for the right reasons.  I love him back...and I am an extremely lucky girl to have that type of love in my life. I don't believe it exists that often...not the way Daddy and I have it.

         

Sooo....Daddy....I know you'll read this.  I hope you're not still sore over being left out of my Thanksgiving list!  And...well, even more, I hope I don't become sore over it, either...

 

I hope the rest of you experience what I have in my life at some point or another. It's a beautiful thing and it reminds me that the world is still full of love...sometimes its hard to find....but its there, and it comes at the most inexplicable times. 

 

~Abigail (Babygirl)

 

PS!  The images above are from one of my MOST FAVORITE spanking art websites AnimeOTK! They are in dire straits right now on the money front, as the site is free! I'm making a donation myself and appealing to you guys, if you love spanking art, to maybe donate a bit as well! It would be a pity if this great resource for spanking art disappeared... =(

 

 

 

 

  This morning, I still feel horrendously stuffed from yesterday's feasts!  I had an awesome Thanksgiving with people very important to me...as I hope you all did as well.  I ate turkey, gravy, scalloped potatoes, scalloped corn, homemade cranberry sauce, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, squash, fresh rolls, and homemade pumpkin pie, created by yours truly!  Even a homemade crust!  Betchy'guys didn't know I liked to cook did ya!

 

   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I decided to make a special list for things I am thankful of for the blog today...

 

 

 

1.  Audrey-  I don't really think I can express how lucky I am to have someone in my life the way she's in mine.  I mean...she represents happiness, love, and an almost always well-smacked bottom! I can count on her to be there for me...for a hug, an ear, or an open lap, (although sometimes I don't get much of a choice in the matter), and I rarely find a dull moment when she's in my presence!  I'm thankful for the chance to look upon her beauty...the chance to have an  intimate and powerful connection....and the opportunity to have my bare bottom spanked almost whenever I want.  What more could I ask for?

 

 

 

 

2.  My great plethora of Spanko friends-  Soooo many amazing, weird, lovely, and unique people have filtered in and out of my life since my initial delve into the spanking scene.  I now have quite a collection of like-minded, hard-handed, soft-bottomed friends that I care about from the depths of my heart.  So many have been there for me in my difficult times...and so many have supported me in my current endeavors (despite my penchant for being an irritating brat!) 

 

 

 

3. People who don't let me get away with things-  Although many times throughout the process of getting in trouble I really hate my disciplinarian, I do appreciate those in my life who will make sure I'm held accountable.  Luckily, for me and for them, times that this type of "tough love" isn't required all that often...but it makes me feel awesome to know that there are those in my life who will step up to the plate when it's necessary. (Although it  might seem easier than it is....it's not all just about smacking a bad girl's butt cheeks, you know?!)  Not many get the opportunity to give me pure discipline, because it takes such a large amount of trust, but I'm a lucky girl in the fact that I have people who love and care about me enough to make me toe the line...as much as possible. (I still like that whole "stepping over the line" thing quite a bit sometimes!)

 

 

 

4.  Chunk-  I have a cat named Chunk that I love very dearly...I found her in the woods when she was 4 weeks old, and she cried soooooo long and loud before I found her that her voice is still is as high pitched as a baby kitten's!  I kept her...named her....and babied the hell out of her!  Why am I including her in the list of things I'm thankful for on my SPANKING blog?  Well....first of all....she LOVES to be spanked. No, really. She raises her furry butt up in the air and lets you smack her (if you feel the need to) and just lays there like she loves it! The other thing is the endless entertainment that she provides as I'm being spanked....she laughs at me! If she's around when I'm being spanked, she starts chittering as soon as my bottom is bared (soooo weird!).  And with every smack she'll make this really strange noise....it sounds like laughing!  I'm considering posting a video of it to show you guys....anyone interested?   In any case...I love that little furball.  She gets a spot on the list.

 

 

 

 

5.  Belts-  I am thankful for belts, it's true.  I mean, what's not to appreciate about a beautifully crafted, leather belt that can be worn...and removed.  Removed to use against a poor girl's bare cheeks in order to get her attention.  I love belts...I love the feel of leather spanking me...something about the idea of leather.  Gets me goin'.  We'll just call it "thankfulness".

 

 

 

6.  Victoria's Secret-  I loooooooooooooove and appreciate and am thankful for my massive collection of panties (which is happily built upon by my Victoria's Secret Credit Card!)  I love this creative (if overpriced) store for providing me with frilly panties, sheer panties, thongs, full briefs, sexy panties, cute panties, and occasionally a bra (not that I am much in need of one).  I am thankful for several other related things as well such as my dresser and its incredible strength in the way it manages to not burst apart from the bulging drawers! 

 

 

 

7.  SIN-  I'm thankful for SpankingInternet.com with providing me with my first pathways to meeting other spanking fiends for fun.  I met up with over a hundred people over the first few years I was in the scene, and a vast majority of these contacts came from my SIN profile!

 

 

 

 8.     Spanking Sites-  Before I had my own, I was happily watching and fantasizing to Firmhand, Shadowlane, Dallas', Punished Brats, and many other spanking sites.  When I think back on it, if it weren't for people working as hard as I'm working, and producing the things I'm producing now, I'd likely never have had as much spanking in my life as I do now... I loved the videos, pictures, stories, interviews, and cartoons and art that spanking sites offered me when I had no other recourse!  (Of course this also led to an internet addiction which took awhile to fight off, but hey...it just takes time to balance, right?)

 

9.  Spanking Parties-  For those companies that have hosted the spanking parties I've attended (which include Shadowlane, FloridaMoonshine, and Crimson Moon) I hold a lot of respect and appreciation towards... I've met many of my best friends and had so many fulfilling "firsts" at these parties over the years!   They are such a great way for everyone to meet up, make friends, and spank bottoms!  I'm certainly glad they exist...and am thankful that I'll have the opportunity to go to many upcoming events! =)  How could someone of my wiring not appreciate a weekend in which they show up, get spanked by beautiful, friendly, like-minded people until their bottom is so sore and red that they can barely sit down on the plane ride home?  It's Eutopia, it is...

 

 

 10. And finally...MY BOTTOM -  Yes...I'm thankful for my own bottom! I swear it's not because I'm conceited but more because I'm thankful that my peaches can take the amount of spanking I crave and desire (and deserve!) without marking, bruising, or otherwise spoiling the canvASS too much!  My bottom seems to be cute and spankable enough to appeal to hands, paddles, brushes, straps, and canes of all varieties!  And the sensations it sends to my brain are just explosive!  My bottom treats me much better than I treat it (since I seem to pass off all my trouble onto it), but I think it knows how much I love it....gets a lotion treatment every night as well as a hefty portion of the massages I indulge in are directed to focus on my cheeks!  It's a spoiled one...for sure...but I think it pays the price for it ;o)

 

I hope you all found a "list" for yourselves and are able to enjoy this beautiful time of year! Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays....something about a big dinner, nap time, and being spanked by the fireplace.....I dunno....just for some straaaaaaaange reason...that has a huge appeal to me!

 

Xo,

Abigail

This past weekend Abigail and I had the honor of shooting with Sarah Gregory.  (Click here for a link to Sarah's Blog!) Now, before I started shooting, I rarely ever looked at spanking videos or other sites, but I still knew Sarah from Punished Brats, Shadow Lane, and Clare Fonda.  She was unforgettable!  She seemed so wholesome; the thing that made her special to me is that she was so real...she looked like someone that could be your neighbor, coworker, cousin, good friend... she really has that "girl next door" look mastered.... but I've learned that for Sarah, it's not just a look, it's who she is.

Abigail picked Sarah up at the airport late Friday afternoon, and I met her with our business partner later that night.  We all went out to eat at a Sushi bar (double yuck!) and that is where Sarah's personality began to shine.  Like Abigail, Sarah is a real-life brat.  She just can't seem to help giggling at other's comical predicaments, and although she has never been spanked by a man, she wasn't afraid to brat our partner until his spanking arm was twitching uncontrollably.  Abigail and I derived endless pleasure from watching her drive him crazy, because we can't get away with it!  Sarah is enthusiastic, naive, sympathetic, and very eager to please.  She has a bottomless source of positive energy and creativity that made our weekend incredibly fun and memorable.

One of the coolest things about Sarah is that while she constantly craves spankings, she really does not get spanked very much in real life.  She needs a slow warm-up and her tender little bottom is not accustomed to severe implements.  It's a refreshing experience to spank her, because I didn't work terribly hard to get a reaction out of her!  I was able to slow down, carefully watch her body language and take her almost to the edge without going overboard. 

And boy, does she communicate.  She isn't one to lay over a lap like a little statue and stoically accept whatever punishment I might have to offer.  She squeals, contorts her face, kicks, and begs.  Her eyes narrow in stubborn defiance then widen in true apprehension.  Her eyebrows furrow and rise.  It's incredibly entertaining and satisfying.

While editing the photos from Sarah's shoot, I couldn't help but to burst out in laughter a few times.  It gave me the idea to post this short blog, and share with you some of Sarah's most delightful pictures.

Here are a few of my favorites:

 

 

"Who, me?  I am too cute and innocent to spank... right?"

 

 

A spanking? You wouldn't dare!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ooooh that hurts!

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

*Pout* 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ShEEEEsh Audrey! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Oh my GOSH!  How can Abigail DEAL with this!?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

*crying* This hurts a LOT more than I expected!

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ahhhhh.... relief.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hey... I am starting to like the OTHER side of spanking!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I promise to be a good girl!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Puh-leeze Audrey... Can't you do better than THAT?

 

*And for the final image.... Sarah Gregory's BEST side....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Suffice it to say that Abigail and I are both smitten with Sarah and we feel we've made a friend for life.  We both can't wait to work with her again!

 

            So for some unknown reason, our blog was down for the first portion of this week! I apologize for no updates, but I swear I had one ready to go and just couldn't post it!  Hope you're all of the opinion of "better late than never!" =)

            I feel like it's been a year since I've had time to write a blog!  I sure haven't been keeping up on it, but my excuse is that school has really been kicking my already-sore ass lately.  I believe it might be time to line up my girlfriend for a few more of those stress relief spankings...a few hundred more, that is. 

            I'm actually surprised I say that considering how sore the bottom I'm sitting on right now is!  We just got done with an AWESOME weekend with the beautiful Sarah Gregory.  Sarah and I had a very intense "brat chemistry" thing going on, and each of us landed over Audrey's knee "way too many times", as our bottoms put it! 

Sarah is just adorable, as I'm sure many of you know...and a pro when it comes to shooting.  It's so nice to work with models who really are able to add to the scenes they're in, instead of just showing up and being a spanking puppet! Sarah has a very vivid imagination and she's just so EAGER to be spanked...although after a few trips across my girlfriend's lap, she seemed to be a little more content with a white bottom.  I don't blame her!

 

 

 Audrey was in spank-happy mode all weekend...and Sarah learned really quickly just what a dire state that puts everyone's bottom in!  Spank-happy mode seems to come with some kind of kryptonite for Audrey's arm and palm...I think both Sarah and I are sitting very lightly right now.

            The scenes we came up with were REALLY cute and fun, and I'm sooooo excited to edit the footage we shot!  I don't really want to give anything away, but just like major department stores, here's a little glimpse of the holiday season way too soon! I can't help myself.

 

       

     I was very intrigued by Sarah before I got a chance to meet her, as I'd never corresponded with her before and wasn't very aware of her background.  It took just one email to see that she adored domestic discipline and, of course as a lesbian, was ecstatic to be spanked by another woman.  And, might I add, spank another woman! Who could that be?

            Anyway, we all got along just great...both on and off set.  Spanking our bottoms was just constantly on the menu all weekend, from within a half hour of getting together to about 5 minutes before we left to take poor, sore, sad-to-leave Sarah to the airport!  It was so hard to watch her go...I already miss her.  One thing I love about this business is you'll never know who you'll meet...or where you'll find a great connection or friendship.  I found one this weekend.

            Another thing I wanted to sort of announce on here is that Audrey and I have started up a Clips4Sale store in which you can buy individual clips of our videos (or the full ones!)  without having to join our site! Click here: SpankThatBratStore to see what we have to offer!  I also am currently working to compile our first DVD of our clips, which will also be sent as a free gift to the members who got our promotional offers a few months ago when our site started up! 

            Now...back to spanking talk.  So what is it like to spank or be spanked by Sarah Gregory?  Well...I am a girl who has had both experiences.  To be spanked by Sarah Gregory was honestly a really fulfilling experience, and I don't often say that about random tops that I shoot with.  Maybe it was partially the connection, the attraction, or maybe just the fact that the girl just "gets it".  But it was a spanking highlight of my life!  She scolded me and said things that hit just very close to home, without really knowing me very long...I reaaaaally got into the scene.  And on top of all of that, the girl is a surprisingly hard spanker! I mean, you'd think she'd show some sympathy for my poor cheeks, since hers were equally as sore and pink by that time. But no...she whaled away on them with her palm and I was all over the place! It hurrrrrrrrrrrt!

 

            But luckily for my sense of justice, I got my own chance to spank the naughty girl, although I didn't do it on camera.  Audrey and I actually had a spanking contest on Miss Gregory's naughty butt.  We each were to get five spanks and she would tell us who was the hardest spanker!  Audrey went first and gave her five incredibly loud slaps, which sent Sarah into her usual squealing hysterics!  Then it was time for me...one slap, man.  One slap and she was off my lap yelling "Oh F***********CK!" and grabbing her bottom! Hehe, I'd like to think I won, but I am sure Audrey's tenderizing of Sarah's little rear definitely made my job easier.  I found myself spanking Sarah, always off camera (for now, that might change soon!), several times...and it was awesome during every one! I loved it!

            Anyway, so now you all know that Sarah Gregory has Audrey and I wrapped around her little finger and if we have any say in it, we'll be seeing a lot more of her!  The first update on our site featuring her will be within the next few days, so something to look forward to!  I'm having a bit of technical difficulty right now with my video editing equipment, but I hope to have it fixed and running later this week...in fact, I sort of have to, if I don't want to end up over a knee this weekend... the reprecussions at my job are so unfair!!

 

xoxo 

It's interesting how different spankings can be.  There are lots of discussions about the different types of spankings, and my favorite, of course, is the fun spanking, the kind that stems from and results in giggles, that maybe involves mustard and lemon pudding (see below!) the kind that include chasing Abigail down the hallways, running from Abi down the hallways, convincing her to unlock the bathroom door, wrestling her over my lap (using only the dirties tickling techniques!) and giving her only a few sharp smacks just for the pleasure of hearing her squeal and complain before slowing down and giving her a long, slow, pleasurable warm up. 

 

Oh!  I made only a short interjection about tickling Abi, but that's a story in and of itsself.  Abi is adorably ticklish.  She is one of those people that, if you perhaps make an innocent gesture that causes your hand to approach her ribcage, she'll sqeak and jump back, elbows glued to her waist, hands out in clawlike defense, with a look in her eyes that is at once threatening and inviting.  This happens frequently with me, and of course invites me to partake in the hilarious activity of pinning her down and tickling her almost to the point of wetting her pants.  It's so funny -- Abi is athletic and very strong, but the very thought of being tickled renders her immediately defensless.  She is so busy protecting her ticklish spots that she can't stop me from overcoming her.  It's incredibly easy to grab both her little wrists, pin them above her head with one hand, and with the other, finding the spots on her sides that make her scream, wail, laugh, cry, and beg all at once.  Her eyes open wide in laughter and something like terror, and in this vulnerable state, she is just so lovable.  It's really very entertaining.

 

Anyway, back to spanking.  Fun spankings, in my opinion, are the best kind of spankings, probably because I love to see Abi laugh more than cry.  Instead of sitting in front of a TV, getting lost in the internet, or reading a book, we spend our rare, wonderful moments of solitude doing what we love the most.  Spanking the brat I love is a wonderful way to bond with her.  Of course, we love to talk, go on hikes, lounge at the beach, shop, play pool, and do all kind of other vanilla activities, but spanking is like the frosting on the cake... the sweet, oozy, gooey, delicious glue that holds us together under times of tremendous outside pressure.

That said, I cannot deny that the occasional therapy spanking is truly satisfying.  The weekend we did the Lodge shoot, in early October, we were having a wonderful time.  We spent a day together on Saturday lounging around, spanking, and playing, and when Sunday morning came along, we got up and began to get ready for our shoot in high spirits.  We showered and dressed, and while I was in my room attempting to cover my horrible zit with a gallon of make-up, and Abigail was straigtening her hair, something changed.  She began to act impatient, moody, almost angry!  She stomped around the house.  Something clearly had changed in her.  I gave up on the zit, took a very reluctant Abigail by the arm to the bed, sat her down, and tried to talk to her.

She didn't know what was wrong.  Or maybe she did and didn't want to tell.  She furrowed her little eyebrows and glared at me as if I were the wicked witch of the west, the evil, horrible spanker girlfriend that always managed to ruin her day, crossed her arms, and scowled.

That, of course, was what I'd expected, although I certainly hoped for a little communication.  I put her over my lap.  She was angry -- she frequently acts astonished and appalled when I give her an unwanted spanking, although she knows to expect it.  I scolded her gently about her attitude, spanked her briskly, and scolded her some more.  I found a little rhythm and spanked her firmly, but not terribly hard, until I felt her relax and relent.  Then I pulled my tearful and apologetic girlfriend up into my lap and hugged her until she stopped sniffling and wiping her eyes. 

I still don't know what was wrong with Abigail that morning, but I know I made it right.  She hugged me and thanked me and apologized for her attitude, and we had one of our most fun shoots ever.  We laughed and worked and played all day.  It was a testament to the fact that, when properly used and lovingly administered, domestic discipline can truly augment a loving relationship.

            As some of you may know, there is a particular blond little brat with an adorable bottom who shot with us this past weekend.  Audrey and I welcomed Chloe Elise onto our set with open arms and we had an AWESOME time shooting with her. 

 

Chloe and I had met at a Shadowlane party before (although she didn't remember...thanks a lot), but had never really interacted, which gave most spankers a small sense of relief.  Well...you can all lose that sense of relief about now, because if you ever get that girl and I together in a room, you can rest assured that there will be a ruckus!  I LOVE being my bratty self around her, because she's equally as bratty...actually I would dare to say she may even be slightly MORE bratty! I will go with that...at least then I can blame it on her.  We ran circles around Audrey all weekend, hehe!  I'm surprised we got any work done with all the fun we had on set. 

We shot on Saturday and afterwards went out to a nice dinner.  Chloe was SUCH a brat at dinner, I wanted to spank her myself (I SWEAR I'm going to...next time I see her).  She stuffed her ice from her water glass down my shirt! I yelped and had half the restaurant looking at me as the cold chunks slithered down between my...y'know...and over my stomach.  Audrey didn't even scold her!!! So unfair.

 Audrey casually mentioned that she had found some extremely cute footed pyjamas in Target, which was just across the road.  So we all trekked over and Chloe and I instantly fell in love.  With the pyjamas that is!  They had monkey faces for feet...I loved them! I tried them on and walked all around the store in them, grinning at all the other shoppers, daring them in my mind to say something about how ridiculous I looked! No one did...

 

 

We bought the pyjamas without another thought and went back and did a photoshoot in them.  It was AWESOME. Chloe and I got into a massive pillowfight and her bottom was SO adorable in those pyjamas...she's not very good at pillowfights (ha! I said it!) and I'm definitely smug in my abilities (notice my grin in the picture and the fact that there's no way Chloe will avoid my pillow from plopping down on her melon! Mwahaha!)

 

We both ended up getting pretty sound bare bottom spankings for pelting Audrey with pillows when she stepped into the shoot.  We were supposed to just let her come in and spank us, but we chose to carry out our more fun plans!

 

 

We decided to hit up my favorite local club and got some footage of Chloe and I drinking and dancing in order to use in our series "Two Little Party Girls"!  It is a gay club and it was drag night (the day after Halloween!) and it was HIL-freakin'-LARIOUS!  I loved it...Chloe was pretty wide-eyed the whole time, but that could have been because she was feeling a little under the weather at that point.

 

 

 

Well...the "under the weather" turned into full-blow storm mode the next morning.  I woke up from a text from Chloe saying she had been up all night throwing up and hadn't slept a bit.  Audrey and I took her to the E.R. where they hooked her up to an IV to rehydrate he