Teaser: Bad little girl

These are from one of the sets Mr. C and I have been producing lately, a couple of which were included with my interview at The Spanking Spot. It was my first real foray into age play, either as a model or in private. (Not counting schoolgirl scenarios, of course.) In the past, I've not really been into 'daddy' or 'wicked uncle' scenarios - in fact, I haven't been into domestic roleplay at all. I've tended to like my domestic spankings to be real, between me and my partner rather than in character. And my roleplay to be sophisticated and well-developed, preferably involving formal discipline scenarios, ideally in period costume.

So I hadn't done the naughty little girl thing before. In real life I'm a well-behaved submissive. I'm devoted, eager to please, and willing to work hard. One of the reasons I love modelling is getting to brat a bit, which I would never seriously do in private, not if it wasn't clearly a game. I've discovered I like being stroppy, particularly in a tantrumy, frightened, on the verge of tears, stampy-little-foot way.

I've also discovered that I do not have any latent ability to look younger than 16 in the way that some models (such as Sophie of Girls Boarding School and Spanked Cutie, for instance) seem to manage so effortlessly. I have the natural advantage of being relatively young as spanking models go, and I can easily be mistaken for anything between 18 and 25, but even with pigtails, clever makeup and stripy socks I struggle to look like convincing jailbait.

On the other hand, mmmmm switches.

Link roundup

Since my bath this evening I've been painting naked, which makes me feel fabulously bohemian. And now I'm typing naked. Hee.

This weekend D. is celebrating his birthday by filling his bed with wenches and toys and not letting any of us escape until his lust is sated, so I'm afraid I'm not going to be around until the beginning of next week at the earliest. In lieu of new posts from me in the meantime, you can go and read my interview over at The Spanking Spot, which is too long to post here in its entirety, so have an excerpt:

"Is there any one movie or scene you are particularly proud of?
My first GBS shoot – the one that’s already online. It was a cold caning with no warm up, which I’ve always found difficult, and during I had to improvise one side of an imaginary phone conversation - while being caned! That was really hard, but watching the video, it actually looks quite realistic. So I’m fairly pleased with that. The caning wasn’t a particularly hard one, but given the lack of warm up I was surprised that I coped with it as well as I did. I somehow managed to maintain a bouncy professional detachment all the way through the shoot – the reactions were all calculated rather than spontaneous – which is always when I’m happiest. I prefer to stay in the double-headspace of acting rather than letting a spanking actually get to me on film.

What is your favorite implement?
Canes, definitely :) The heavier the better; I like the resonant, golden contralto sensation of a heavy cane more than the high-pitched, cold sharpness of a thin one. I can’t describe the feeling of a nice canestroke – sort of silky and hot - but it’s the most erotic of any implement I’ve experienced."

It was fun to do, and thanks a lot to Brushstrokes for thinking of me :) I might put the whole thing up on my site at some point.

In related news, I was surprised and pleased to see myself linked on today's Fleshbot sexblog roundup, a spanking blog special. In fact, because I'm a sad little geek, this made me bounce up and down with excitement. I'm on Fleshbot! Yays :)

If all that isn't enough to keep you entertained, my own dear Mr. Cameron has posted a thought-provoking article about the differences between topping in private, acting on film, and topping for spanking shoots. And many thanks to Sparkle for mentioning me in her daily surf post - I've linked back to you :)

Enjoy your weekend, darlings - I certainly intend to.

Week of erotic spanking

I'm working on a painting commission at the moment, so I haven't had any shoots this week. Much as I love modelling, it's been nice to have the break, to work from home for a whole week and have time to tidy and do my laundry and cook nice meals. And be spanked, naturally.

At the beginning of the week D. asked to see the new schoolgirl uniforms which a very generous photographer recently bought me for a shoot (from this place), including lots of over-the-knee socks, gym knickers, and implausibly short tartan skirts. I also recently bought these shiny black shoes to replace my old scuffed mary janes, but they haven't arrived yet. I really need to get some more realistic uniform at some point, but in the meantime putting on an 8" long pleated miniskirt over thick white knickers just makes me giggle. Clearly skirts that don't even cover your bum are exactly what schoolgirls used to wear, okay? (Although thinking about it, when I was at school some of the girls really did roll their skirts nearly that short. There are a load of leggy thirteen year old girls who go to school in my area, and who adjust their uniforms to the extent that when I'm walking behind them it's extremely difficult not to think very inappropriate thoughts.)

So I dressed up, feeling giggly and shy and self-conscious while D. watched me get ready with that look on his face. I put my hair in bunches and then he bent me over and caned me, first over the knickers and then on the bare, lightly enough to be playful but hard enough to make me gasp. We didn't do a full roleplay scene, but just wearing the uniform while doing naughty things with him made me feel all sorts of delighted and wide-eyed and tingly, and I'm definitely going to try to talk him into doing some more elaborate character play at some point. Preferably involving wooden rulers.

I've also been seeing a lot of Thomas this week (we recently got together as a couple again - with D.'s approval, of course), and he has a new toy: a square wooden hairbrush. I've had a thing about hairbrushes ever since I read Enid Blyton's The Naughtiest Girl in the School when I was about 7, and there's that scene near the beginning when her dorm prefect threatens to spank her with a hairbrush if she doesn't tidy up. The idea of being put over the knee of a cross, slightly older girl and soundly spanked with a hairbrush just makes me melt, but we'd never found a brush that suited the purpose before.

This one is quite light, slightly bigger than your palm, and the wood is so beautifully silken that having my thighs and bottom stroked with it is possibly the most delicious sensation ever. I've spent a great deal of time over the last two days over Thomas' knee with my bottom in the air and his leg pinning my thighs down to stop me from escaping. He'll start with a hand spanking, gradually building me up until muffled squeaks start emitting from the pillows, and then reach for the brush and stroke it, oh-so-lightly, over my flushed and tingling flesh, before starting to smack me with it. The sting is cool and silky, and pleasant until he starts to vary the speed, because several rapid swats in succession always makes me lose control. And when I'm warmed up he holds me absolutely still and lays a series of measured spanks into my sore bottom, slowly, but each one harder than the previous until I'm sobbing into the pillow and begging him to stop.

I love the gentle intimacy of morning spankings. And the exciting, playful build-up of evening spankings. And I love firm, loving spankings during my afternoon tea-break, just so that he can enjoy the knowledge that when I sit back at my easel my bottom is all pink and tender under my jeans.

Spank Like A Pirate Day

I was disappointed to see that none of my favourite spanking sites produced a piratical spanking movie in honour of Talk Like A Pirate Day yesterday. Surely pirates are ripe for CP scenarios. Prisoners, shipwrecks, bullwhips, keelhauling, captives, flogging, fencing, fighting, torture, revenge, giants, monsters, chases, escapes, true love ... I'm sure that most standard pirate films have a reference to CP in there somewhere (and I'm told there's a 1960s Italian film that really pushed the boat out, as it were, in that respect). If anyone knows of any spanking films with PIRATES in, feel free to point me at them - and if anyone's inclined to make one then I'm told I make a rather good wench :)

The thing that I enjoyed most of all the piratical material I happened across yesterday was this advert for how tampons should really be marketed. I liked the joke, but it was the text below the image that really got me. I want to be tied to the mast and flogged. Damnit.

Teaser: Personal assistance

I'm going to be posting teasers of the shoots I'm doing with Mr. Cameron for the new site we're putting together. This office scenario was the second and probably best set from our first shoot. It's very odd working with him professionally when I'm so used to our dynamic in private. I'm still trying to work out the balance between getting slightly too into it and being slightly too detached; we may as well make the most of the strong chemistry we have, there's no point ignoring it, but equally we can't be self-indulgent in the scenes we create. Judging from the images I've got back so far, we aren't doing too badly.

The oddest thing about this shoot was that it was the tog's first time taking spanking pictures; he specialises in art nude/fetish usually, but the photographer who'd agreed to work on this project with us had to cancel, so we had to take whoever was available that evening. The one we found was a good photographer, but he felt more than a little uncomfortable about the whole "bloke tells girl off and hits her on the bottom" theme, let alone with the slightly ludicrous mime-artistry of creating stills. We tried our hardest to put him at east, but as soon as we'd finished he mumbled his goodbyes and raced out of the door. I felt quite bad about it, to tell you the truth, but knew what the shoot was before he agreed to do it, so what can you do?

But for me, the strangest thing was that, since I was the one with the most experience, I was having to direct - a truly odd experience when you're over someone's knee making pained faces. Now that Mr. Cameron has done this a few times he'll be able to lead the action, and the new tog we've found has a fair amount of spanking experience, so I should be off the hook from now on. I'm not sure I'm cut out to be a director; I should really just stick to being spanked.

To party or not to party

When I first started doing spanking modelling, I decided that I was only going to do modelling, not anything approaching professional submission. No 1-2-1s, no spanking parties. I don't have anything against those women who choose to be pro-subs, but it was a line I wanted to draw for myself: I'm a model and an actress, and when I work it's never "personal", no matter how much fun I have. The tops and togs I work with don't get a piece of me. I always maintain a degree of professional detachment, and I expect the people I'm shooting with to do the same.

It's partly a game: of course people make spanking films because they enjoy spanking, and I'm modelling in films because I enjoy being spanked, but the first aim of a shoot should always be to make a good movie. Anyone who goes into a shoot with their main objective being to spank my bottom, rather than create good images, isn't someone I'm comfortable working with. That we enjoy spanking is a perk of what we do, not the first aim of working together. While I do enjoy erotic CP in private, and I will admit to getting a bit hot and flustered sometimes when we're producing a really good scene, shoots aren't primarily sexual for me. And I expect the same attitude from whoever is doing the spanking.

Hence drawing the line: even if the cameramen and spankers in the companies I film with are privately enjoying the spanking they're giving me, their first priority is making good films and their attitude is courteous and professional. It's trickier with individual photographers: a lot of men think that just carrying a camera with them gives them the right to a 1-2-1, as if they could trick me into letting them spank me under the guise of a shoot. Never mind the fact that it's nearly impossible to take decent spanking pics with the same pair of hands doing the spanking and holding the camera; I'm not that gullible, and if I've done all the reference checks and make the choice to shoot with an independent photographer, I'm going to damn well let him know if he crosses the line.

I was never particularly interested in the idea of parties (unlike 1-2-1s, they don't pay particularly well, and you don't even get any images for your portfolio out of it) until I read this entry by Adele Haze. I keep being advised to do parties for the sake of networking and self-publicity: if you're producing your own paysite, it's one of the best bits of marketing you can do. And reading Adele's entry, it actually sounded like a lot of fun. I really want to meet other spanking models - I barely know any - and this seems like the best way to do it. A friend was holding one in North London next week, and I started to think that maybe I should go along.

So I asked D. how he'd feel about it. D. and I aren't monogamous, but he's my Dominant and my Lord and as a result he has a say in these things. His instinctive result was immediate: that he'd feel the same way about me being spanked by a bunch of paying strangers as he would if I was going round giving them all head.

He acknowledged that this was a kneejerk response, and so we talked about it for a while. The conclusion was that for D., spanking parties fall on the same side of the line as 1-2-1s. The intent of the men spanking me is undisguisedly sexual. There's no veneer of professionalism, no detachment on their part, even if there is on mine: and while my reason for being there might be networking and publicity, their reason for being there is self-interested and erotic.

It is a fine line. I model for spanking porn, the aim of which is certainly erotic. I'm not sure why being perved over in person is worse than being perved over in photos. I think had I been left to make the decision myself, I might have decided that any line you draw is arbitrary, I should basically only do what I'm comfortable with, and if I want to do spanking parties then that's probably good enough. But the decision isn't just mine, and I'd far, far rather keep my lord and lover happy than make a bit of cash. It's not like he's overruled a decision, just informed one: he wouldn't be happy if I did, and I care more about him than about attending parties. Much more :)

So, no spanking parties for Pandora, I'm afraid. There must be other ways of meeting other models, after all. Does the spanking industry do group shoots? If anyone knows of one coming up, feel free to point me at it :)

Originality: it's not that hard

I'm well aware that practically every scenario that can be done pretty much has been in the spanking industry. For this reason my own (admittedly amibitious) commercial projects focus far more on texture and context than the scenarios themselves; creativity is much easier if you're creating a complete plot and real characters rather than a straightforward set piece.

I don't particularly object that the commercial sites tend to follow the same template in terms of design - accessibility and navigability are the main aims, and as long as it's readable and relatively easy on the eyes I don't mind much if it's not the most stylish and elegant layout ever seen. Some sites do crowd their front pages more than I personally prefer, and one rapidly tires of animated graphics shouting keywords and exclamation marks, but I'm there to look at spanking porn, not to assess their originality of design. My own site does deliberately deviate from the mould and I've had a lot of compliments about it, but it has the luxury of being a personal portfolio rather than a regularly updated commercial site with a members area. If I was creating the latter I can't guarantee that I wouldn't follow the established trend simply for efficiency's sake.

There is a limit, however. I was perusing my tracker statistics, as I do of a weekend (no, I'm not that bored: just taking a well-deserved break in a bout of spring late-summer-cleaning) and discovered the latest ad on spankme.uk. There's no name given other than "spankee", but the text is copied and pasted wholesale from my own advert and that of Natasha Louise, an associate of mine. I know that one commercial spanking model ad looks much like another, and I'm not particularly bothered, but if you're not even capable of editing someone else's text slightly, let alone composing your own, it doesn't bode well for being imaginative and innovative on camera, does it? I've sent her an email suggesting she might want to change it, but I'm not really expecting a response. This is the internet, after all: plagiarism and piracy appear to be par for the course.

Proud Pandora’s painful paddling

The first set of images from my shoot with English Spankers are now online in their members area. This is the first movie about "Proud Pandora", the power-dressing bully who volunteers for chastisement in the hope of easing her conscience.

I think the fact that I didn’t quite have a handle on the character is visible in the stills; but on the other hand it was only my second spanking movie ever, and that rubber paddle remains one of the most painful spankings I’ve experienced yet. Never mind that the paddle rather prettily matches my shoes, skirt and lipstick: after that spanking I’m surprised that my bottom wasn’t a corresponding shade of red.

I’ve put together a mini-gallery on my site, but you have to be a member of English Spankers to see the complete image set and high-resolution movie.

Aftereffects of spanking shoots

It's strange, but somehow the day after a shoot it's never my bottom that's hurting. Of cours lasting bruises stay painful, especially when you're silly enough to try and do things like sit down or ride a bike or squat, but (as previously noted) they aren't a luxury I can often afford, and reddened flesh stops being sensitive to casual pressure very quickly. If I'm ever whipped until the skin is broken then I can always feel that for a few days, but it rarely happens, especially not in the professional industry. Someone tracing along a day-old welt with a fingernail is a different story - but I'm talking about noticing the aftereffects of a beating in the days that follow it in the normal course of things, when walking around and sitting down.

You'd expect that if any part of a model's body hurts after a shoot, it would be her bottom. I did, anyway. But apparently not - what hurts are completely random bits of you you hadn't even realised were under pressure at the time. This week my calf muscles are killing me from standing bent over in 4" heels for over half an hour on Tuesday evening. Working in high heels leave blisters on my toes, the backs of my ankles, and burning aches in the balls of my feet. Bending over items of furniture rubs and bruises the ribs - the wicker armchair at Girls Boarding School left a line of redness across my middle that took almost as long to fade as the caning itself.

That photo also demonstrates another common hurt - putting any weight on my hands makes the tendons strain and ache across the palm and down the wrist, because I always rest on arched fingers and thumb rather than the flat of my hand (I think it looks nicer). Having your legs spread or tied apart can strain the muscles in your groin and inner thighs - I was limping for days, as if I'd ridden a horse for too long, after this caning.

Or maybe it's just that these pains are more noticeable because they're unexpected? I hope not, and that it's just because spanking modelling is hard work for more than just your bottom. I mean, I'd hate to think that I was so used to having difficulty sitting down that I no longer register it. That would kind of defy the point.

Mistress Pandora?

Another shot from the Brighton shoot I did the other week. This is officially the toppiest photo of me ever taken. I’m not quite sure how this came out looking like a cliché sexy-schoolmarm shot. Something to do with the combination of holding the cane like that with that rock-chick fetish-model pout, perhaps?

I assure you that I’m genuinely 100% submissive. It’s a shame in a way, because more opportunities are available to models who switch, but there’s nothing I can do about it. I’ve met kittens that can dominate someone more effectively than I can.

I spanked a girl once - my best friend, when I was 14. Honestly though, this doesn’t mean a thing, I swear: Not only did it happen "in character" while we were roleplaying, it was only part of my plot to get into her panties.

The talented Mr. Cameron

"Let's face it, even if I'm not holding the cane it's always fun to watch as shapely a girl as Pandora wriggle."

My latest flatterer is Mr. Thomas Cameron, who has gone to the effort of mastering modern blog technologies to write about – what do you think? Me, apparently. Specifically, helping me produce the spanking stills and films for a rather exciting new commercial project (on which more later – we’re keeping it all very quiet until it’s good and ready), which I’m currently working on in collaboration with some experienced spanking professionals.

Mr. Cameron has already made his presence felt in the comments of this blog, but to avoid confusion I should probably explain that while I’ve been bending over for him for almost as long as I’ve known him, he is not my primary Dominant (who mostly prefers to stay behind the scenes). Mr. Cameron is my esteemed colleague and very dear friend of several years’ close acquaintance. When he disciplines me it is, of course, with my lord’s knowledge and consent, and both gentlemen are on good terms with each other. Mr. Cameron in many ways initiated me into the art of punishment, and I’m greatly looking forward to going over his knee on a professional basis as well as a private one.

I’m not going to drop any more hints, but I suspect that the combination of Mr. Cameron’s imagination and creative talents with my own assets will result in some really amazing images and films. I can recommend his aesthetic taste and his skill with narrative as highly as his expertise with the cane. Both you and I are in for a treat :)

Australia calling... again.

Last week I went down to Brighton for the day to produce a load of clips with a couple of guys who are putting together a new website. This shot is from the end of a office scene, in which the young secretary is birched for overuse of her work phone for personal calls. To Australia. Sound familiar at all? Look, there's even a phone on the edge of shot, just to make the point. Sure enough, I was duly instructed to "call" my "friend" during the birching so they could "listen" to me being punished. It was entertaining once, but if I have to do it again any time soon I could rapidly get very bored with this particular fantasy.

As it happens, I do have a penchant for long phone chats. But I don't have a friend in Australia.

Birthday spanking

I’ve uploaded a couple of free clips to my website. They were filmed a few months ago now, and they're more of a general taster than an example of my commercial work, but I found them on my hard drive and it occurred to me that you might appreciate them.

It was my birthday, you see. And my lord took me out to the lovely little gastropub in Wimbledon which we’d already decided we liked on Valentine’s day, and he lavished on me roses and pink champagne and more nice food than I could eat, and then we drove home and he turned the camera on and ordered me to take off all my clothes (except my lipstick-red 4" stilettos) and come and kneel in front of him. The resulting evening was rather intimate, somewhat edgy, and exceptionally hot. These clips are of the few parts of it suitable for public consumption. ;)

They were filmed solely for our private use (I didn’t even have the website back then) and are therefore completely candid – no scripts, no acting, just the two of us doing what we do, and my wriggles and squeaks are for once entirely genuine. I hope you enjoy the glimpse into our secret and sordid little world :)

The problem of bruising

One of the difficulties of this industry, as any spanking model will tell you, is that of scheduling. Most photographers (and, indeed, most clients) prefer that a model’s bottom is unmarked at the start of a shoot. Mr Stern of English Spankers, with whom I did my first ever spanking shoot, told me that “you see some spanking pics where girls already have marks at the start of the shoot, and I always think it looks brutal and cheap - generally means the model has had about 3 shoots that day.”

Now, I can see his point, but it’s just not as simple as that. For a start, marks aren’t that transient – I usually have to leave a week inbetween shoots to guarantee an unmarked bottom, and that’s with relatively light CP, up to schoolroom level or thereabouts. Sometimes things mark more than you expected them to. The paddle bruises from that first English Spankers shoot took over a fortnight to fully fade, and I still have very faint discoloration visible from a personal play session at the July Torture Garden - nearly two months ago. (It was the swagger stick that caused the lasting bruises – I’m going to have to avoid those implements entirely in future. Which is unfortunate, because they feel really nice. As I believe I’ve said before, my preference is definitely for heavier sensations.)

The industry is an unpredictable one, nearly as unpredictable as making and selling art (which is my other business). As well as finding work, and booking enough shoots in a month that I can afford crucial things like paying my rent and buying new shoes, I have to take the following facts into consideration:

• My deadlines for art commissions. More complicated than it sounds, because art frequently takes more or less time than you expect, and customers are not entirely perfect when it comes to sending one information/payment/materials in time.


• The more mainstream modelling I do invariably demands an unmarked bottom; very few art nude photographers are inclined to make a feature of bruised buttocks, and even fetish photographers aren’t particularly keen.


• Photographers are very, very busy people, and frequently aren’t able to fill their diaries more than a couple of weeks in advance, which makes planning ahead rather more complex than it could be.


• I do, when I have the chance, very much enjoy being caned when I’m not being paid for it. Private scenes are, if anything, more likely than professional ones to result in lasting marks if I’m not careful, because the greater levels of trust and security between myself and my dominant mean that I can be pushed much further physically without really noticing. This isn’t something I’m willing to give up if I can possibly help it.


• Accidents have been known to happen: the doms I work with are talented and skilled individuals, but no-one is infallible. No matter how careful we are, a misjudgement of how much something will bruise can result in my having to rearrange or even cancel shoots - which none of us want. (Incidentally, these bruises have now faded – arnica is wonderful stuff.)


• My lord and master prefers to have a blank canvas to work with. He doesn’t object to my choice of career and is remarkably relaxed about how frequently I come to him sporting bruises by other people (for which I’m extremely grateful), but I like to please him as much as I can, and if we’re going out together somewhere special it’s nice if I can arrange to not be marked beforehand.


• Human relationships are not predictable. I can’t always fit my personal spanking precisely around my professional work, and nor would I want to – the point of all this, after all, is that I do this for fun as well as for profit.

All of which makes the process of scheduling shoots far more complicated than it has any right to be. If anyone has any inspired ideas for a way around the problem, I’d be pleased to hear them: in the meantime I’ll just continue to juggle diary dates like a slightly frenzied circus performer, and try my hardest to keep bruising to a minimum.

Nice to hear

Wow - more votes of confidence from the extremely gracious Mr. Stern of English Spankers. Not only has he written a lovely blog entry about me (including a picture from the paddling shoot I did with him which I haven't seen yet - I'm fairly quivering with anticipation to see the rest of that set), he's also put up a review on my profile in the Spanking Models UK site.

I'm not sure if the latter will stay on the page, so I'll reproduce it here:

"It's always good when our spanking models have brains as well as beauty, and when they really enjoy getting a good spanking and when they put their all into making the spanking session a great success. I had all the things I wanted from my shooting session with Pandora, a great girl who can take a real spanking, who needs a good spanking and will be getting another from yours truly very soon. Comes with the highest recommendation from Mr. Stern and the wicked headmaster from Sound Punishment."

I'll admit to grinning my little head off when I read that. Clearly I shouldn't be so well-behaved next time :) Although I suppose if I keep getting compliments like that, I'll be in danger of becoming insufferably smug and will need to be taken down a peg or two...

With a good spanking, obviously.

Spankshot: New Resident Paulina

I can't quite describe how bizarre it is to see images of yourself in a spanking newsletter you've been receiving for longer than you've been modelling. Hee.

Anyway, what all this means is that not only the image set, but also my first fullplay Girls Boarding School movie is now fully online in their members area. 15 clips in total. Watching myself on camera is weird, but overall I don't think it came out at all badly. And the caning itself was a hell of a lot of fun :) Enjoy!