As a part of American culture, the paddle featured early in my fantasies despite my lack of relevant experience. Even the dictionary entry provided plenty of fuel for my imagination. Part of the appeal was - and is - the element of distance and impersonalisation, with paddling being far less intimate than handspanking. The … Continue reading Paddles and Punishment
I’ve been a rather crap submissive of late. I thought and wished it were purely a technical issue. With growing years of knowledge and experience in play, I have more points of reference and a more complex awareness of the risks involved. When stressed, I revert to my default state of overanalysing. It keeps … Continue reading The Unsurrendered Submissive
Though I’m sitting at home for longer than I ever had in one go, I am at least sitting comfortably. I’ve not gone this long without being spanked since I first got involved with the Irish scene. Even in the early days, a month seemed an awfully long time to wait between events and … Continue reading Spanking Week
Has it really been nearly a year? Apologies for letting the cobwebs accumulate- and for letting a few of the cosmetic features expire and go a bit wonky here of late, if anyone had dropped by recently. I *think* things are back to normalish now, at least here. (please let me know if not!) … Continue reading Hanging In There
I shouted over my shoulder as I scampered into the spare room in search of a towel. He chuckled. “What?” I grumbled. “You’re naked, and I can’t look?” I rolled my eyes; the nudity was nothing new. I’d only just spent several minutes naked in front of him. He’d had a good … Continue reading Don’t Look!
“There’s quite a change in her attitude when you’re around, I’m a bit disappointed that you haven’t noticed.” “How so?” I ask, stepping right past the paradoxical expectation of having noticed a change from something I couldn’t have observed. “She becomes less submissive. More bratty. I think it may be because she’s nervous.” … Continue reading Defensive Bratting
One of my favourite aspects of attending kink events is the opportunity to observe, learn, and try practices outside of my primary interest in spanking (there has been plenty of that as well, though 🙂 ). This is how I came to be aware of- and grow to enjoy electroplay. Even now, I'm not … Continue reading In Other News. . .
My experience in the scene has involved a great deal of physical pain. While I’m no masochist, many of the things I am drawn to come with a hearty dose of pain. In my vanilla life I did all I could, as a sensible person, to avoid pain. With exposure, however, my fear has … Continue reading Pain Management
2017 was a very hectic year. CLASS has continued to evolve, and is a constant source of fun, friends, and occasional frustration. A minor health scare earlier in the year has helped me to refocus on taking care of myself. I've spent more time on a vanilla hobby, which has led to much travel and … Continue reading The Anti-Resolutions
I fell back into my Christmas card-sending habit this year. (Or perhaps it might be more accurate to say the habit fell back onto me, as the unsent cards came tumbling down in a glittery mess from the closet top shelf during a recent attempt at cleaning). A lot can change in a year. Based … Continue reading Glittery Greetings and Gifts of Trust
Acknowledging Imperfection 