TMI Tuesday

1. What was your favorite part of yesterday?  

Helping my Kitten to choose a new car to replace the one that was totalled on New Year’s Day. We are both okay, it was just the car 🚘

2. If you could make your own porn movie, what would you call it? Would you write it, direct and/or star in the movie?  

It would be called Sugar & Spice – and it would be me spanking and figging (inserting a butt plug made of ginger) a whole bunch of girls. They could be dressed in ultra girly outfits, including frilly knickers and very short skirts. I would of course direct it and star in it as the male Top 👠

Figging
Figging intensifies spanking pain

3. What do you like the least about sex?  

When it’s over – and the fact that as you get older, as a guy, you want more but can manage less ☹️

4. So, now what are you planning to do?  

In the short-term future, I have an assignment to write for my Open University course. Longer-term I want to take care of my Kitten in a 24/7 D/s love nest 💕❣️🐱

5. If you were a box of cereal, what would you be and why?  

I can’t bear breakfast cereals – they fill you up and then you’re hungry two hours later. I don’t want to be a breakfast cereal, I would rather be somebody’s breakfast sausage 🍳

Bonus: If you could shrink down to ant-sized, what would you do?

Crawl up the skirt of a pretty girl and stay there, occasionally nipping and licking at her thighs, bum cheeks and her perfectly shaven pussy 🐱

Upskirt
Stairway to heaven

Afternoon Tease

When afternoon tea becomes afternoon tease

F is for French MaidFrench Maid

The puffy, ultra-short skirt, held outwards by a stiff, frilly underskirt. The sound of heels on the wooden staircase. The demure expression on her face, determined not to trip and spill the precious cargo.

The warm spice and soft pastry, soaking up the cream. Sugarless tea to offset the intense sweetness.

The criss-cross of the fishnets that hug her thighs and calves.

Her round globes thrust out, awaiting the kiss of crop, flogger and paddles. Her head hung low, fighting the vertigo of looking down from the upstairs gallery.

Knickers, crisp, white and taut against her smooth pudenda.

The blush of her rosy cheeks, warm and ripe from their spanking. The sudden rush and whoosh of orgasms so intense that the linen bears the marks of gush, blood, even pee.

I revel in such memories because we won’t be able to make new ones for a couple of months and more. And I rejoice in the sure and certain knowledge that she’s mine.

💋💓🌷

New Year’s Day, 2019

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At Your Service

Why do so many of us find sexy French maids so utterly irresistible?

Sexy maid

What is it about the French maid‘s uniform that has so many of us Tops or Doms reaching for our crops or paddles?

Is it the bell-shaped, prematurely attenuated skirt that skims the thighs and usually the stocking tops? Oh yes, definitely stockings, there will be extra punishment if the wearer has decided to put on pantyhose or tights.

Is it the fact that the underskirt or petticoat forces the skirt to reveal the upper thighs and lower slopes of the bottom cheeks of the wearer? Or is it indeed that postage stamp-sized little apron that is usually positioned so that it covers the wearer’s pudenda?

Is it the possibility of upskirt voyeurism when the maid is on a stepladder, dusting books from the higher shelves?

Is it the generously cleavage-exposing décolletage of the bodice?

If there is a headpiece, does this add to the caricature of the domestic servant of yore presented by this ensemble?

Perhaps it is that there is an immediate assumption of a master or mistress/servant relationship? This is something that implicitly suggests a power exchange, the possibility of needing to correct inappropriate behaviour, which can be attended to simply by having one‘s charge bend forward over a banister, the arm of the sofa or across the knee.

My kitten and I were fortunate enough to be staying on a charming little hotel in the Canary Islands whose waitresses all wore a slightly more conservative version of this outfit. Every time we were served in the dining room or on the terrace, my pulse would race; I would ask the feline one if she could borrow one of these uniforms for a play session in our tastefully appointed suite. No, she couldn’t, she protested: and so my mind turned to having both her and one of the ‘real’ maids bend over the antique dining table in our suite so that I could discipline them both.

There are some other details of the attire that need to be carefully noted: the maid must have her hair up at all times – this not only renders her more attractive, by exposing the nape of her neck, it is a practical, hygiene consideration. She must wear a pair of killer heels so that she totters from one table to another or up and down the stairs.

Stockings – either the traditional variety or hold-ups – are another essential item of apparel. Sheer black will do very nicely but fishnets complement the outfit best.

Your maid must adopt a subservient, eyes downcast demeanour at all times. No request, however unreasonable, should be refused and close attention must be paid to her department. She is wearing that get-up for a reason – the sooner her master finds fault, the sooner the fun can begin.

Unless previously negotiated, knickers are absolutely essential: they must be impractical, lacy, and ridiculously small. If they are tight enough, they will enhance very nicely the pudenda (shaved obviously) of your employee.

Since you have your very own maid on hand, I recommend starting a scene with her serving some sort of light snack and a drink. She will thus be obliged to totter around on her heels while carrying a tray.

How long her knickers stay on is a matter for you and your maid: you can at least begin her punishment with knickers in place and then remove them, or lower them first, as part of the humiliation involved in corporal punishment.

I can’t conceive of a session like this that doesn’t result in some vigorous, sexual activity: now minus her knickers, your maid is readily available; simply by bending her forward you have access to her nether regions. On her knees, she presents a delightful spectacle, ponytail bobbing, as she ministers to your desire for fellatio.

Have her wear her outfit often – And punish her frequently for any misdemeanours, real or imagined.

Now where’s my hairbrush…?

TMI Tuesday

Why is eating bad food,
like having bad sex?

bad meal, bad food

For me it’s all about quality: you take your time, you have an original, customised play session and you feel wonderfully satisfied at the end. Or, you go to some horrendous chain restaurant, eat food that has been prepared neither with love nor knowledge and you leave there feeling full but lacking that deep satisfaction that only comes from a meal or a play session where someone has literally put their heart and soul into giving you a good time. Fast food chains are the worst – the culinary equivalent of a $50 hand job in a backstreet massage parlour.

1. Do you like tattoos?

I love tattoos – and I love tasteful tattoos on women. I don’t like them to cover too much skin (that’s a personal preference) and having someone’s name tattooed is just asking for trouble, unless it’s the name of your kids or someone else who is not going to disappear from your life or embarrass you in ten years’ time.

Tattoos have to be meaningful, tasteful and above all they should intrigue.

Do you have any tattoos?

I have just one on my upper arm – it’s a thundercloud with a bolt of lightning. I’m absolutely passionate about thunderstorms and I’m also a fairly tempestuous character, so it seems appropriate. I’m planning a couple more in the near future… Watch this space.

2. How did you pick your online profile name?

I am a massive francophile and I speak French fluently. My name means ‘master’ in French. I’m always amused when people ask me my gender – I would’ve thought that was obvious.

3. What’s one saying you try to live by?

Never give up – from the smallest to the biggest task, take the bull by the horns and get on in there. Nobody likes a quitter.

4. What was the last bad meal you ate?

That’s easy: I was in the USA with my Kitten and we went to a chain restaurant where I had some pasta with marinara sauce and grilled scallops. As I put in my TripAdvisor review, I didn’t think the ingredients had been introduced to each other before being slopped onto my plate. The pasta was overcooked, the sauce was straight out of a jar and the scallops had very little flavour (almost certainly frozen). From then on I tried to avoid the chain restaurants in favour of establishments where people source locally, cook every day from scratch and have a really good rapport with the clients.

Why was it so awful?

Because from the person who cooked it to the person who put it in front of me, nobody really gave a shit. Sure, the waitress was friendly and working for her tip, but nobody cared or even knew that it was bad food.

5. When was your last bad sexual encounter? Why was it so awful?

It was probably a decade ago: I had divorced my second wife, was in a bad place emotionally and decided that I didn’t want the emotional pressure of a relationship. So I had a number of encounters with sex workers: most of the women were lovely, and I formed lasting friendships with some of them. Others clearly hated what they were doing and made the whole experience really unpleasant.

Bonus: tell us something random.

I once appeared naked on prime-time British television – my mother wasn’t impressed!

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BDSM Erotica for the Big Scree

Good, old-fashioned, authentic schoolgirl discipline – this is about as good as it gets.

Naughty schoolgirls

Having roundly dissed the CP spanking erotica of yore, it’s now time to celebrate one of the current crop of innovative and ambitious producers of the genre – Sarah Gregory.

Of course all cinema and theatre involves a certain suspension of disbelief, but you can’t help remembering, when watching a naughty ‘schoolgirl’ being disciplined by a strict teacher, that it’s really an anonymous office somewhere and that there are probably only half a dozen people in the building, including the production crew. Yes, it’s supposed to be a school – but do you think we’ve got the budget for all of those actors?

Well, sometimes people do have significant budgets which they’re not afraid to spend.

Road Trip bannerRoad Trip – something of a spanking classic

In the past, I’ve seen some fabulous feature length spanking movies from Real Spankings. ‘Road Trip’ and ‘Maid for Punishment’ were particular favourites of mine.

Maid for Punishment posterMaids and spanking – and lethal cocktail

They broke out of the 10, 20 or 30 minute cell and really let the plot and action develop. Multiple players, multiple spankings, multiple and myriad fun and games.

Such undertakings are obviously incredibly costly, consume vast resources and need to be able to pay their way once uploaded to the producer’s website.

It rather explains why there is so little of this quality and length of material around.

Nonetheless, some people are prepared to take the risk or have extremely wealthy backers who don’t mind funding such a huge undertaking.

Sarah has developed her Strictmoor Academy movies – which frankly deserve their own slot on Netflix.

Period eroticaPeriod erotic drama at its best

These are period movies (late fifties/early sixties) set in a New England educational institution for young ladies (19 and older) whose parents think they are too wayward and want their behaviour corrected.

All of the movies are available on Sarah’s site but they also have their own Strictmoor Academy home, to save you rifling through all of the clips uploaded to the main SGS website.

The setting looks authentic – I assume a Victorian or Edwardian house somewhere in the north eastern United States.

Classroom sceneGirls are usually spanked in front of their peers

The girls – and there are usually a good half a dozen or more – are the cream of the crop (pun intended), and the mature female Dommes (teachers and house mothers) play their parts to perfection. Everyone is ‘in character’and everyone is 100% credible.

Girls awaiting punishmentAttention to detail is absolute

Uniforms are exactly that – every girl is dressed in identical kit, right down to their socks and knickers. So many low-budget spanking films that involve more than one ‘schoolgirl’ suffer from having the girls turn up with slightly different uniforms.

Here the young ladies are contrite, deferential and resigned to their fate – they know the knickers will come down and their bottoms will be on display while they are soundly spanked, slippered and paddled.

I confess, I haven’t seen every minute of every movie, but I don’t believe I have yet seen anyone being caned. Maybe that’s for a future production?

The girls are usually disciplined in the classroom (in front of each other of course), in the office of one of the staff and at bedtime – because a spanking during the day means another spanking at bedtime.

Spanked in pyjamasSpanking in the day means a spanking at bedtime

This means we have multiple opportunities to see the girls baring their bottoms or showing their knickers, kicking their legs frantically as their creamy behinds turn from pale pink to deep crimson.

As an aside, I think there is a slight cultural difference between the UK and the US when it comes to spanking. American girls seem to let rip with their protests from the get go; I have the impression that British girls will try to maintain a certain stiff upper lip until the pain and humiliation get the better of them, and they, too, end up wailing and blubbering.

The Strictmoor films seem to place as much emphasis on spanking thighs as bottoms: a thigh spanking will be given separately, for example while the girl is being made to read aloud a poem from the board that she should have memorised.

I’ve never tried to consume a Strictmoor film from beginning to end as a complete whole. I suspect that if I did it would appear to be more episodic than continuous. Each scene is released separately on SGS – so perhaps Sarah intends for her viewers to consume these cinematic gems in smaller chunks.

Unlike the RS feature length films, I’m not sure there’s quite enough plot to stitch these episodes together. However, this is a minor criticism when set against the sheer scale of what Sarah has managed to pull off with her Strictmoor franchise.

For a future movie – and again I’m being super picky – I might be tempted to vary the punishment from one girl to the next – more reacting to how they are taking their punishment rather than insisting that each girl gets exactly the same. This, after all, mirrors real life: some schoolgirls are more bratty than others; some take the punishment quietly while others curse like troopers.

I would also love to see some mildly sexual humiliation: perhaps some rectal thermometer readings, some compulsory shaving of pudendae and so on.

Awaiting punishment
The films feel almost creepily authentic

Maybe some of the girls comforting each other ‘after lights out’ following a particularly hard day’s punishment?

Of course they would get caught, and of course, there would be consequences.

Strictmoor movies are exquisitely authentic, extremely well acted and obviously very meticulously thought through. I suspect that as Sarah and her fiancé develop this project, it will only get better.