Happy Day :D

For the past few birthdays, I have been transitioning into that state of being where suddenly -- even though it really happens slowly and surely , bu you know how years can seem sudden once you actually stop and take a look - where suddenly, one's birthday becomes less about "growing up, " and more about growing forward. Less about monumental changes and milestones like becoming a "teenager," getting braces, or graduating high school, and more about recognizing both the big and the little things that have come to pass in the last year which led you to where you are now.

It used to be that growing a year older meant that I was losing baby teeth, or entering a new grade in school, or legally permitted to consume alcohol, or going off to college. Even turning 23, it meant that I had graduated college, and was moving across the country to enter graduate school.

This year, as I ebb ever nearer and nearer to accomplishing a full quarter of my life, I have weathered and grown from many changes. The difference is, these are changes presented to be by life, rather than guided my way by our cultural age-appropriate milestones. I have fallen in love, and begun a partnered journey that feels so new to me, and yet so familiar. I have stumbled upon a spanking community that is more perfect than anything I could ever have imagined, and I have opened the door to "the real world" after 20 years of being in classes year-round, finding challegens and opportunities that I never even knew existed. Oh, and I got a smart-phone. About time, right? :D

I know there will still be many age-related changes coming my way -- next year I will be able to rent a car without the additional "you are still in the: Statistically-proven-to-drive-like-you-just-got-your-license-yesterday age-bracket" insurance-related fee. In many more years I may find myself smack in the middle of a mid-life crisis.

But this year, it is nice to realize that I am in charge of making my own changes now.


So far, I think I've been doing pretty darn good :D

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Any grammatical errors in the above text are the responsibility of my iPhone -- even though I didn't use it to write this post... hehe :-)

The Cane at St. Brutus's

As many regular and probably a very many newer readers may know, I am an avid Harry Potter fan. (Clues may include this post, as well as that post, oh, and perhaps even the name and URL of this very blog, which refer to the highly useful Marauder's Map that Fred and George pass on to Harry in his third year.)

Despite the blog's name, however, Harry Potter-themed posts don't often grace these pages - after all, how much spanking material can one draw from a single epic 7-book British fantasy world about a magical school? : ) In light of the greatly anticipated and highly imminent new and final movie of the cinematic series, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - Part Two, in theatres this evening, I have decided to feature the enchanting wizarding world in another rare Rowling-themed post.

When I think of spanking in relation to Harry's world, my thoughts usually settle on none other than the exacting and oh-so-kinkify-able Professor Snape. :D

There is, however, one particular scene which I have yet to mention, that is in fact of J. K. Rowling's own making.

Do you remember it? If you are a spanko and you read the Harry Potter books, you might find it hard to forget : )

In Chapter Two of the third book, The Prisoner of Azkaban, Harry's positively horrid Aunt Marge comes to visit. Because Marge hasn't been made privy to the shocking fact that Harry is a wizard and attends a school for magic, Harry's magic-hating guardians have come up with a cover story for him:

“And,” said Uncle Vernon, his mean little eyes now slits in his great purple face, “we’ve told Marge you attend St. Brutus’s Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys.”

“What?” Harry yelled.

“And you’ll be sticking to that story, boy, or there’ll be trouble,” spat Uncle Vernon.

Harry sat there, white-faced and furious, staring at Uncle Vernon, hardly able to believe it.

"St. Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys"... : ) When Mr. A and I were imagining which characters people might be dressing up as at the midnight showing of the final movie tonight, I had the thought that he could go as an Administrator for St. Brutus's. Perhaps I would dress up as a newly admitted pupil, after the Center had inevitably gone co-ed... :D

The appeal of the imaginary Center, of course, is made clear a bit later, when Harry's Aunt Marge decides to engage with him about his school experiences:

“Don’t you smirk at me!” boomed Aunt Marge. “I can see you haven’t improved since I last saw you. I hoped school would knock some manners into you.” She took a large gulp of tea, wiped her mustache, and said, “Where is it that you send him, again, Vernon?”

“St. Brutus’s,” said Uncle Vernon promptly. “It’s a first-rate institution for hopeless cases.”

“I see,” said Aunt Marge. “Do they use the cane at St. Brutus’s, boy?” she barked across the table.

“Er —”

Uncle Vernon nodded curtly behind Aunt Marge’s back.

“Yes,” said Harry. Then, feeling he might as well do the thing properly, he added, “All the time.”

“Excellent,” said Aunt Marge. “I won’t have this namby-pamby, wishy-washy nonsense about not hitting people who deserve it. A good thrashing is what’s needed in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred. Have you been beaten often?”

“Oh, yeah,” said Harry, “loads of times.”

Aunt Marge narrowed her eyes.

“I still don’t like your tone, boy,” she said. “If you can speak of your beatings in that casual way, they clearly aren’t hitting you hard enough. Petunia, I’d write if I were you. Make it clear that you approve the use of extreme force in this boy’s case.”

:D:D

You can imagine how my heart nearly stopped when I first read that scene! I loved how they did it in the third movie, as well, with Harry having to turn his back to keep his Aunt from seeing the smirk on his face.

There had to be at least one explicit reference to the cane in a 3,407-page (UK editions) series about a British boarding school -- even one of Witchcraft and Wizardry! (And in fact, for those more avid readers, there's at least one other mention of a cane that I can remember :D)


In honor of St. Brutus's, and my ingenious idea of bringing the imaginary school to life (go figure...), I am writing now laying on my stomach, with no less than four red-white welts across my bottom from our new set of canes (soon to be featured in another post).

It seems Mr. A is taking his new position as a St. Brutus Official quite seriously!! :D:D

All references made to Harry Potter or related characters are the intellectual property of J. K. Rowling--a truly brilliant writer and wonderful person.

His Hands

What is the first thing you look at when you see a promising prospect for the first time? When you're walking down the street, people-watching? Male or female, opposite or same gender -- what is the very first thing you tend to notice about a person?

Where do your eyes go first, on a purely superficial level?

Yes, lovely people, we are talking purely, unabashedly, blatantly, and beautifully superfluous -- usually I am much more a proponent of emotional/spiritual/mental connection and all of that -- but that, of course, would come later. Right now, I'm just talking down and dirty gut-reaction physical attention -- what grabs yours in those first few moments?

:D

For my part, my eager eyes go right to his hands. (Or hers, depending on the day... But we'll leave that for another story =D)



It's only logical, right?

I mean... Well. You know what I mean :D


Not only do I notice, firstly, his hands in themselves, but, quite often, I find myself also making mental note of where they are, how he holds them, what they are doing when he is not necessarily thinking about them...

The way a person chooses to carry his hands can say quite a lot about him: his confidence, his comfort level, his personality... Even acting as an indicator for mood -- is he feeling thoughtful, pensive? Is he agitated? Is he feeling easy-going, or tightly-wound and tense?

Recently, I stumbled upon a lovely little compendium of body-language information, all about the placement of one's hands. It's easy enough to find, if you care to look for such things. Now, don't quote me on this -- I cannot verify the sources or the truthfulness of this information, but, all the same, it is certainly quite fun to read...! :D

I will share with you two of my personal favorites:

1) Steepled Hands

"People who are confident, superior types or who use minimal or restricted body gestures often use this gesture, and, by doing so, they signal their confident attitude. It is frequently used in superior/subordinate interaction and it can be an isolated gesture which indicates a confident or 'know-it-all' attitude. Managers often use this gesture position when giving instructions or advice to subordinates and it is particularly common among accountants, lawyers, managers and the like."

It would also be "particularly common," I daresay, among Headmasters lecturing wayward students before administering a caning...

2) "Superiority confidence gesture" (honestly, just who comes up with these names??)

"Superiority/Confidence Gesture - Several prominent male members of the British Royal Family are noted for their habit of walking with their head up, chin out and one palm gripping the other hand behind the back. Not only does British Royalty use this gesture; it is common among Royalty of many countries. On the local scene, the gesture is used by the policeman patrolling his beat, the headmaster of the local school when he is walking through the school yard, senior military personnel and others in a position of authority."

*shiver*
Oh, ...my. :)

So let's hear it, lads and lasses -- what's your guilty pleasure in those first few moments of visual contact...?

Girls Will Be Girls

Many readers may remember St. Trinian's School for (Bad) Girls, both the most recent movie (which is delightful, by the way :D), and the fantastically illustrated collection which inspired the films (masterpieces of the accomplished artist, Ronald Searle).

Many readers may also remember that, to kick off a fanciful discussion of said illustrations, I paid a moment of tribute to the lovely adage, "Girls will be girls," as so beautifully depicted by Searle himself as the cover for a novel by Arthur Marshall of the same title.

This phrase is particularly special to me because, as many may point out, it is usually used as "Boys will be boys," much in the same way that so many time-honored spanking stories (particularly those involving schools) featured boys, rather than girls, getting in trouble and facing consequences. While I can relate easily enough to a young male spankee in a school-themed story, it is always a surprise and a pleasure when I happen to stumble across something of the same or similar time period written from the perspective of a spankee who shares my gender! :D

Little did I know, dear readers, that my musings on the subject, and my innocent posting of the above illustration, would lead to a surprise gift from two of my dearest friends in the spanking scene, Abel and Haron of The Spanking Writers.

What did I find in my mail recently but the very book, "Girls Will Be Girls," by Arthur Marshall himself, published in 1974, an original edition.

Happily turning the pages of the delightful volume brought to my senses not only literary images of many-a-girl in many sticky situations, but also the crisp, awakening scent of the time-honored leafs in an old book -- the incense of a library... I love books!


Inside, one can find a world of hilarity and popular culture, as per British 1970s and much earlier. From Isadora Duncan to Diaghilev, from Virginia Woolf to Stanislavsky, from Chopin to Beethoven, Marshall makes liberal use of classical references...




From India and Japan to France, Spain, Germany, and Switzerland, from Los Angeles and Venezuela to Sarajevo, our girls' adventures hop around the planet in pell-mell worldliness...




Common and classic tourist and school field-trip stops include Wimbledon, the Eiffel Tower, Buckingham Palace, and Eton, the last of which features (of course) more than once...





From churches and cathedrals to parades, O.T.C. camp, and submarines, from lacrosse to hockey to cricket, from three-inch heels and knitted sweaters to flutes, fire alarms, and ginger snaps, the activities and loci operandi of our girls run the gamut!




All manner of school-related happenings and players come into view, from school songs to punishments, from Housemasters, professors, Matrons, and Headmistresses to schoolgirls, prefects, and head girls...


And from Earl Grey tea, Victorian etiquette, and the "Edwardian social scene" to “freer ‘American’ manners,” from the B.B.C. to Shakespeare, and Javanese princes, police, and musketeers to dukes, earls, barons, and baronets, the variety and multiplicity of cultural references rampant in this short novel proves to be quite dizzying!


A few of my favorite quotes from "Girls Will Be Girls" include, as early as page 30, "A Schoolgirl in Switzerland is a riot of violent wiggings* from the headmistress and stern punishments..." (Marshall provides prolific reviews of "Books for Girls" in this work, with comments on upwards of 70 titles.)

On page 133, "Though this year's schoolgirl stories are milk-and-water when compared with the Brazilian glories of yesteryear, there are indications that authoresses are once more concentrating on the sensible, basic subjects such as lying, cheating, [and] squabbling..." All of which, I daresay, incur exactly what kind of consequences...? :)

Then on page 153, Marshall is on a role when he writes about Richard Wortley's Pin-Up's Progress: "There is a sufficiency of... bare, female buttocks, so especially dear to the male heart... Why were naked bottoms found particularly aphrodisiac when closely associated with bicycles? The leather saddles, perhaps?..."

And then goes on to describe why "White knickers are best for photographic purposes..."

Perhaps one of the juicier morsels, however, turns up a few leafs earlier, on page 150: "Though Victorian guilt about sexual activities is with us still, it was paradoxically the heyday of special treats, thwackings particularly... Sadism was rife. Daughters were regularly whipped, their fathers helpfully suggesting improved methods: 'Nothing like leather! Cut a strap into strips and let your governess lay your daughter down upon an ottoman after evening prayers..."

Goodness gracious! What a fantastically wonderful compendium of literary frivolity! :D Thank you, oh so much, dear Abel and Haron, for this timely and truly inspiring gift :)

P.S. I can't go without mentioning for you, dear readers, the lovely card which accompanied this present: an inspiration in and of itself! :D


*"wigging," for those in need of British slang translation, can be seen as synonymous with "reprimanding" or "scolding." : )

Bicycle painting by Joop Moesman,
Card illustration by Lynn Paula Russell

Do you wear Pants, or a Skirt?

You've connected through some form of internet, be it a blog, spanko-site, forum, or chat...

You've exchanged communiques, be they short, long, detailed, or fanciful...

You're planning to meet, be it for drinks, lunch, ...or spanking...

So... What do you do when you meet a new potential play partner for the first time?

Do you brat,

...or do you play nice?

Do you dress up,

or dress down?

Do you offer... drinks?

Do you drum up enough courage to wear things that you know are

sure to provoke?

Do you spend forever
getting ready?

Or do you run out the door in your best effort

not to be late?

Do you wear pants...

...or a skirt?

And what about underneath...?

Are you more forward,

or do you let him
make the

first move?

So many things to consider for the first spanking with a new partner in this fantastically unique little spanko-world of ours! :D

Wishing you great luck and enjoyment choosing your own way, and hoping to make many of these choices myself, too...!

Brand Spanking New Year!

WISHING YOU A VERY HAPPY 2011!!

My New Year's Resolutions:

1. Take full advantage of every possible spanking opportunity that happens to come my way.


2. Don't be afraid to say hello to my inner Brat once in a while... :) Afterall, she needs hugs, too, sometimes!


3. Come up with at least three new spanking games!! (Already an idea involving Disney movies is happily brewing away...) :D


4. Find a real spanking machine somewhere, and, somehow, find myself strapped into it...


5. Live fully, laugh a lot, and love doing it!

Wishing all of you lovely readers a very very happy new year, with lots of fun and happiness of your own, and plenty of new adventures!! :D

(The New Year's Greeting card is in Finnish. How convenient! I can translate for you! "You Just Wait Until I Get A Hold Of You!!" They didn't give that snowman a broom for nothing! Alright, perhaps my Finnish is a little rusty... :D)

Spanking Positions

Personally, I find a variety of positions (no, we're talking about spanking right now, silly! :D) quite enjoyable : ) I love being able to mix it up, to find myself in spontaneously compromising situations with my would-be spanker, to be able to suggestively lean just a little further in one direction or another...


Of course, over the knee is one of my favorites -- you've got a traditional appeal along with a certain special kind of intimacy... But the opportunity to try out several different options is ohh so much fun!

A close runner-up would have to be over the couch, or a variant there-of (couch arm, chair arm, etc...) Because of the intensified angle, the domestic atmosphere, and the new-found feasibility of such implements as a leather belt, which would typically be a little more difficult to wield in an otk position...

I would invite you to ponder your own favorite positions -- think about why -- what is it about the position that makes it special for you? The intimacy? The view? The ritual/tradition? The exposure (aka the entire top row of the picture above :D)? Lots of different reasons? =)

Positioning for me is a very large part of the overall experience. Sure, I could be spanked while laying comfortably on my side on the couch watching TV... :) But there's definitely something magical about being intentionally put into, or told to assume, a certain position designed specifically for the purpose of being spanked -- placing my spanker's awareness (and therefore mine) on this one now particularly vulnerable part of my body... :D Reinforcing, and acting as a physical representation, of an already implicit Dominant/Submissive relationship.

Whether it's an "Assume the position," or a "Get over my knee," if your mind works like mine does, positioning for your spanking can oftentimes be half the fun!

What *Not* to Say While Being Spanked!

Today while checking my email, I ran across a rather interesting forum title that someone had recently posted on a kinky friend-finder website:

"Simple comments that might get you spanked more..."

Hmmm... I wondered. :D

Ahh, the fantastical things that can be accomplished with the work of many kinky minds... :) These were just a few of the posts people had offered so far (along with a few of my own creations):

While over your spanker's lap, during the spanking:

"Did you know your watch glows in the dark?"

"I should paint this room green..."

"Did you know your shoes are untied?"

And, one particularly naughty girl offered, not a comment, but a suggestion: Tying his shoe laces together... :D You'd either get spanked more if he notices while you're doing it, or dragged back for more after he stands up and almost falls over... What a terrible trick! :D


During a lecture:

"Oh, were you talking to me? I didn't hear anything you just said!"

"It's pronounced 'CUM-ula-tive,' honey, not 'cuh-MUL-ative'..."

In response to, "Have you learned your lesson yet?":

"Why, is there going to be a test later?"

"Oh wait, I think I left something in the oven!"

"Never let you find out when I do something wrong?"

In response to, "Do I need to start over?":

"Why, did you lose count?"

"You started already??"


Just a few ideas, in case you're really a good girl like me, and need some extra help getting into trouble sometimes... :D:D

St. Trinian's Strikes Again

Remember St. Trinian's School for (Bad) Girls? :) The film that had me oh so curious, and many of you both insisting that I see it and pointing ever so helpfully to some of the film's earlier incarnations? In particular, RH of the Woody Back to School Unit made mention of Ronald Searle, the artist behind the original devil-incarnate school girls :D Thanks to RH, I have found some of these lovely illustrations (as you can see!), and am very happy to be able to share a few with you!

I would absolutely recommend checking out more of Ronald Searle's work (not linking to avoid causing anyone on the other end of the link undue shock, but his artwork is easy enough to find :D) -- some beautiful stuff, and, beyond St. Trinian's, an interestingly significant number of rather kinkify-able subject matter.... :D


The numerous renditions of St. Trinian's over the years, mentioned by a couple of readers, has me mischievously considering the pervasiveness of the 'naughty school girl' trope...


And, just in case you are curious, I did have the chance to see the film -- in its most recent form, at least. :) Not only does that exact phrase -- 'naughty school girls' -- come right out of Colin Firth's authoritative character's mouth, but the subject of caning *does* come up!

During a meeting of business-suits in a sky-high office around a giant table, one rather traditional-looking gentleman responds to Firth's assertions that St. Trinian's is simply in need of higher standards of 'discipline' by asking, with a rather suspicious amount of eagerness :), "So you're going to bring back the cane, then?"


"Of course! Well done old boy you've got it -- we'll cane the lot of them--" Was, sadly, not the Firth's answer, but one can dream :D

(I realize the first illustration here does in fact read "by Arthur Marshall," but I do believe that it may be referring a work called "Girls Will Be Girls," illustrated here by Ronald Searle... In any case, I love to see the female equivalent of the hackneyed 'boys will be boys' phrase -- we can have fun, too, you know ;D)