Audio porn is such a wonderful invention. You can curl up (with your hands free!) close your eyes and enjoy listening to Pandora Blake’s lovely voice narrating a naughty story just for you - like this one by Spanking Theatre.
Image from Instructed, another sexy spanking scene centred around a letter.
Message in a Bottle is an alluring story that pulls you in and stimulates your imagination. It’s a sexy little mystery with a wonderfully devious twist. We hear a tale of punishment for the previous night’s misdemeanours. It's hot, and oh so carefully delivered (the story, I mean - although the punishment is that too). This spanking audio story teases with a delightful mix of sensory deprivation, touch, anticipation, pain, taste and the pleasure of wanting.
We begin with a mystery letter. The recipient has been ordered not to open it until she is told to do so; hoping to be able to sneak a peek, she turns the envelope to find the same warning on the reverse. She has to sit through boring work meetings wondering what the letter contains; what promises or torments does the letter hold? When she is finally given permission to open it, the anticipation of the unknown shifts to the eagerness of arousal, and she spends the rest of her work day distracted by the instructions she has been given.
The description of her naked wait with senses deprived, perfectly builds the same expectation in the listener as in her. I love the way the writer has managed to convey the build-up of emotions, the careful detailing of the indiscretion she is now being punished for, and the lesson that is being delivered in the punishment.
A game is played. The picture that is painted in words of the rich scent of wine is heady and almost intoxicating. You are on tenterhooks waiting for her guess of the age of the wine, you can almost taste the mouth-watering aroma - and that’s when it happens…
I won't spoil the twist for you, but this erotic audio story tantalises in more ways than one. Give it a listen - it's a sensory delight on so many levels, and if you're anything like me it will arouse your imagination as well as other things.
I think the photoset that went up on the site last week - Surprised in the Garden - is one of the best galleries on this site to date. I certainly had great fun shooting it with Thomas Cameron and Michael Darling, and Nimue Allen captured every hot moment in beautiful compositions.
This scene is based on my oldest fantasies - of being surprised by my lover in the garden, tied up and blindfolded. It's not until I'm being punished that I realise there is not just one two pair of hands caressing and smacking my body, but two...
This scene is actually inspired by an erotic story I read when I was ten years old. This was a milestone moment for me because although I already knew I was fascinated by corporal punishment, I thought I was the only person on the planet who had this fetish. It wasn't until I discovered the theme in an naughty book that I realised other people eroticised spanking and caning too.
I thought it would be fun to record a video blog talking about the significance of this scene for me - and reading a snippet of the erotic story that inspired it.
I hadn't read that excerpt since I was a child, and it was surprising to discover the ways in which my memory of it were different - and the ways in which it was still incredibly fresh in my mind. Our recreation turned out pretty different, in the end, but I still find both scenes very hot.
Do you have a similar "milestone moment" when you realised that you were not alone in your kink? And if that was an encounter with a kinky fantasy or reference to corporal punishment, does that scenario still have the power to arouse you?
My film about feminist submission, self-pleasure and spanking fantasies, My Inner Little Girl, will be screened at the Cinekink festival on Saturday 1 March, at the Anthology Film Archives in New York City. I won't be able to attend the screening but if you want to go and tell me how it went, you can register a ticket here.
Two young lovers find themselves caught in flagrante delicto by a master magician - and he isn't impressed. After thrashing his apprentice for failing to rein in his passions, Master Finlay informs Sophie that she has untrained magical ability, and must learn to control it or she will put herself and others in danger. He offers to take her on as his second apprentice. Sophie can't believe her good fortune - her old life was not worth clinging to, and she accepts the opportunity gladly, even though it means undergoing to a painful initiation ceremony.
I've always loved the idea of sacred or ceremonial kink; the use of blindfolds, restraints, whipping and flogging in magical ritual. There's something deliciously objectifying about being a ritual object or a sacrifice to the gods, body mortified to raise power for a higher cause.
On the other hand, blindfolds and flogging can play a part in an initiation ceremony or a rite of passage, where the focus of attention is very much on the celebrant - as with the ritual conducted to mark Sophie's initiation into the path of magical learning. Either way, this is about using pain and sensory deprivation to achieve an altered state of consciousness.
Now that she is officially subject to the magician's authority, Sophie must learn to control her passions and her powers. To teach her this lesson Master Finlay straps her bottom soundly with a razor strop of worn, thick leather.
But even the pain of Sophie's punishment - or the chores she is set afterwards - do not diminish her joy at finally finding a place where she belongs.
Our latest photoset, Dominance and Submission, is from my shoot with D and Matt Christie in July last year. I'm remiss in still not having previewed the other scenes we shot that day, but I'm going to make up for it today by sharing a bumper load of free photos from this new gallery.
I wanted to create some iconic male dominant, female submissive imagery, exploring themes of clothed male/nude female, bondage, human furniture and objectification, erotic breast teasing and whipping, nurturing dominance, throat grabbing and breath play, as well as corporal punishment with leather belt and crop. The depth of my connection and chemistry with D provided the ideal opportunity for these explorations, and Matt's trademark evocative imagery bathed in warm, soft light perfectly set the scene. I love every single photo he took, and had difficulty picking out just a few for the thumbnails on the scene page. I'm so delighted with Matt's photography that I just can't resist the urge to show you more here.
Cuffed and collared, naked and vulnerable, she kneels and waits.
She kneels at his feet and he tells her to open her legs - wider - wider. She obeys. He squeezes her nipples and her breasts, wraps a cool hand around her throat.
He arranges her on hands and knees and uses her as a footstool. She is aware of the weight of his feet resting in the small of her back; breathing in and out, concentrating on posture, poise, stillness. Back arched, bottom raised. When she feels the crop land sharply across her upturned buttocks she cries out. She flinches, she can't help it, but as soon as she realises it she arches her back again. Her bottom feels exposed, sensitive. The position is not easy to maintain as he whips her, but she does her best.
Cool hands soothe and squeeze her throbbing skin; their kisses are heated. She kneels to present her bottom again, offering herself to the belt, and he paints her cheeks red.
He does not need to use words to tell her she is his. Serene in her surrender, she lets him direct her, trusting that whatever she does, she will be safe with him. He plays her body like an instrument. Even the pain, when it comes, is a treasured gift, a sign of love.