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Lolly Paddle

Readers of my and my Kitten’s blog have probably worked out that we both consider Kayla Lords and John Brownstone to be good, kink friends.

It was therefore with much delight that we decided to patronise the Kinky Fuckery Shop which recently opened online.

Unfortunately, our order arrived while we were on a break elsewhere, and for various reasons we haven’t had much playtime since.

Oak Paddle
The grip on this beauty is excellent

As I am flying home to the UK today, Kitten reminded me that we hadn’t yet tried out our new toys – a Lolly Paddle and a Red Oak Paddle.

In the middle of packing, suitcases strewn around the floor, a hasty maintenance/good girl spanking was delivered using both implements.

Both felt great in the hand and delivered a resounding, stinging experience according to Kitten. What I especially like about the Lolly Paddle is the fact that it leaves cute little rings on her gorgeous, little girl butt.

So thanks John and Kayla, and get shopping, everyone else who is reading this blog. They will definitely be on my Kitten’s packing list when she visits the UK next month.

Does anybody else have particularly, favourite toys that must be packed for every trip? Leave me a comment to let me know.

Smoothly Does It (NSFW)

Shaven pussy

I’ve already elaborated on my first ever glimpse of a shaven, female pudenda – it was one of those heart stopping moments in childhood when you feel a little hot at the back of the neck and your breathing becomes very shallow. Sexual awakening? I’m not sure it was quite that, but there was something disturbing my hormonal balance for sure.

Unshaven pussy
Back in the day, pussies were like untamed forests

Apart from the odd glimpse of a female snatch, the rest of my ‘sexual education’, when it came to the object of this man’s desire, was in the adult magazines of the 1970s: Knave, Fiesta, Playboy, Mayfair, the list goes on and on. The fact is, they were mainly filled with young ladies displaying their nakedness thatched with a veritable briar patch of pubic forestry. Usually, there wasn’t even an attempt to tame the growth with trimming or topiary.

My developing sexual tastes always harked back to that very first, that very smooth cunt that had flashed across my vision for a couple of seconds at most.

Now and again, one of the magazines would advertise on its front cover, ‘Shaven Traffic Warden Special’, and I would rush to that photo shoot to see a beautifully bare cunt underneath the traffic warden’s regalia, usually framed by fishnet stockings and suspenders.

Shaved pussy
Stockings and suspender is act as an excellent frame to show off the cunt

Back then, nice girls generally didn’t shave – the most they would do was to ensure that their high cut swimming costumes didn’t reveal their true hair colour. But I remember persuading one or two girlfriends to shave for me, or even – when I was extremely fortunate – to let me shave them.

Pussy shavingPussy shavingPussy shaving

The transformation process can be extremely arousing

That was another occasional morsel thrown in my direction from the adult entertainment industry: the odd top shelf magazine would do a photo shoot with one girl shaving another, or perhaps the girl was shaving herself. The before and after pics were a beauty to behold – underneath that ugly duckling of tangled scrub lay a deliciously smooth, puffy pussy in all its swanlike glory.

Gradually, the adult industry started to insist that performers either sported a Brazilian landing strip or went the whole hog and removed everything. Where the adult industry leads, the beauty industry will often follow.

Women were no longer obliged to depilate themselves using a razor and shaving cream: suddenly there was depilatory cream, electrolysis, waxing and, later on, laser hair removal.

Smoothly shaven pussy
Smooth became mainstream

I rejoiced in this newfound smoothness – and was pleased to note that I no longer had to persuade a girl to ‘take it all off’, because often it either had been or was so sparse as to require only a brief pass of my razor to finish the job.

I’ve read articles by some feminists who believe that removing a woman’s pubic hair is tantamount to sanctioning paedophilia. Of course everybody is entitled to their opinion and their choice of pubic hair style, but nothing could be further from the truth in my case. The owner of the cunt must be a fully fledged, adult woman giving her consent.

Of course there is an element of age play – be it women dressing up as schoolgirls or submissives shaving their pudendae. I have been delighted to see that more submissives than not will assume that a smooth cunt is a sign of deference.

GIF of girl opening and closing her legs

Just for the record, what exactly are the advantages of going smooth?

    It looks beautiful – that delightful little crease that bisects the vulva is there for all to see. Incidentally, I find images that are too gynaecologically detailed to be much less arousing than those that just display the fold and allow the viewer to use their imagination
    That delicious little cleft shows through much better when hitting by tight (hopefully white) knickers – but don’t call it a cameltoe
  • Pussy lips showing through knickers3. If your thing is oral sex – giving it to your lady rather than receiving – a completely smooth set of labia is absolutely delightful. It rather puts me in mind of high-quality seafood.
  • 4.
  • For the cunnilingus recipient, there is an added sensitivity bonus
  • 5. There is certainly a submissive aspect to insisting that it is removed and kept smooth
  • 6. The depilatory process in itself can be enormously arousing – and checking one’s workmanship can only be done with the most sensitive part of the body, the tongue
  • 7. The pussy will smell and taste much fresher and healthier
  • The adult industry’s influence is now such that – among women of a certain class and region in the UK – pudendal depilation is taken for granted; the new kid on the block is ‘anal bleaching’. This gives the woman a porn star look – doing away with dark coloured skin puckered around the anus.
  • Anal bleaching – before and after
  • Now I can’t say that this is ever something that has interested me, but times change, so never say never…
  • Bottom
  • Sacred Crease

    Lady’s bottom in brief bikiniToday I want to pay homage to that beautiful horizontal crease twixt thigh and the downward slope of the buttock: it’s called the gluteal sulcus, and every time I get sight of it, it sends me spinning into a thousand erotic fantasies.

    Bottom with spanking mark
    It’s not just about the bottom or the thighs, it’s where they meet

    For us spankers, it’s not just a visual delight it’s actually (or should be) the very object of our desire.

    This area is actually known as the ‘sit sport’ or ‘sweetspot’ of your submissive’s beautiful bottom: some well aimed hand, paddle, crop or cane strikes in this area will have your loved one thinking about their misdemeanours every time they sit down for the next few days.Spanking zones

    It is worth paying very close attention when spanking to ensure that this area gets more than its fair share of attention.

    It’s the little crease that is so beautifully displayed when looking at your sub’s bottom.

    Female button wearing knickers
    That’s it – right there!

    Boyshorts finish well above this line so you can indulge in some sweet spot spanking even with knickers in place. Even full-back knickers will leave the gluteal sulcus exposed and allow you to work away, unhindered and unprotected by the usually flimsy fabric of a pair of knickers.

    Knickered bottom
    The sit spot is fully displayed

    Pull those knickers down though – perhaps to top or mid thigh – and you will find the little crease framed and ready for your attention.

    Spanking over knickersKnickers down

    Knickers up or down, the sit spot is vulnerable

    Stockings, too, draw attention to the sulcus: perhaps better to have her wear hold-ups rather than what we in the UK call ‘suspenders’ and our American friends call ‘garters’. After all, it wouldn’t do to damage a perfectly good suspender belt.

    White knickers & socks

    As I write, I’m looking forward to an afternoon in which my baby girl will have to atone for her behaviour in the last week. She will be wearing a T-shirt, simple, white, cotton knickers and a pair of kneelength white socks. That’s all it will take to set my desire aflame.

    Friday is a good day for end of the week reviews and reckonings: we can then start the weekend with a clean slate and a well spanked bottom; this will be a reminder not to misbehave in the week ahead.

    Have a spanking good weekend y’all ❣️

    Accessorise – Putting the Finishing Touches to the Adult Schoolgirl Ensemble

    Adult Schoolgirl
    When it comes to blouses, keep it simple

    Having considered in some considerable detail socks, skirts and, most importantly, knickers, we now need to complete our ideal adult schoolgirl outfit.

    As I’ve already said, the outfit needs to be believable but a slight exaggeration of a real school uniform. So when we come to blouses or shirts, these need to be credible. A normal, button-down shirt or a short-sleeved plain white shirt will do very nicely. It should be tucked into the skirt and not flapping around, looking sloppy.

    Adult schoolgirl
    Unbelievably skimpy
    Adult schoolgirl
    Stretching credibility

    I reject out of hand the cartoon schoolgirl outfit which involves tying the ends of the blouse underneath the bust. This beggars belief and looks more than faintly ridiculous. With a very short skirt, knee-high socks and white, cotton knickers, it risks ruining the rest of your schoolgirl look. These outfits are best left at the lapdancing club.

    School blazerSchool blazerIf you’re attending a fetish party, you might want to consider a school blazer or a plain grey or navy blue cardigan for extra warmth.

    Then we come to the tricky subject of hairstyles. For me, long hair is what it’s all about: there are good biological reasons why many men are attracted to women with long hair; most of us are unaware of it, but a good, healthy head of hair is a subliminal message that a woman is good breeding stock and is healthy.

    Girl with ponytail
    Keeping it neat

    A schoolgirl’s hair must be neat and tidy though: at the very least, it needs to be up in a ponytail, the higher up the head the better because then it swishes delightfully from side to side when she walks.

    If you put your hair into ponytails – in the UK we call them ‘bunches’ or ‘bangs’ – this will lend an added air of youthful innocence.

    Hair in bunches

    By far my favourite hairstyle – on the many occasions when my Kitten favours me with schoolgirl attire – is what Americans call ‘braids’ and what we call ‘plaits’. Again, two plaits will look better and more in keeping with schoolgirl style.

    Hair in plaits
    The ultimate, sexy but innocent hairstyle
    Plaits
    Two are definitely better than one

    The only possible or permissible headgear should be a simple, straw boater. For this adult schoolgirl connoisseur, it is entirely an optional accessory and will soon come off anyway when she is bending over (as she inevitably will).Schoolgirl with straw boater

    Nice to have but not essential

    Finally, footwear: some sort of heel will certainly enhance backs of legs (especially calves) and encourage the bottom to stick out in the most inviting way. There are several Mary-Jane variations that seem to do an excellent job. With your adult schoolgirl wearing white socks – as previously specified – the front strap of the Mary-Janes will draw attention to the legwear.

    Mary-JanesMary-JanesMary-JanesMary-JanesMary-JanesNow you’re all dressed up and you can either go to a party (remembering to wear a long, preferably ankle length coat), get ready for some D/s spanking fun in your playroom or bedroom at home, or just flit around the house, doing some chores and driving your Dom quietly mad until he gives up what he’s trying to do, bends you over and gives you the spanking that you no doubt thoroughly deserve.

    That concludes my little schoolgirl spanking series – more of other fetishes in future blog posts. Now where did I put that hairbrush…?

    Hairbrush
    My favourite Mason & Pearson hairbrush

    Disclaimer: please understand that I am in no way condoning or advocating sexual relations with anyone under the age of consent. For me, as for others in the scene, our play must be safe, sane and consensual. Anything else is abuse and should be rightly condemned as criminal.

    Knickers – Getting to the Bottom of Things

    A glimpse of white

    I make absolutely no secret of my knicker fetish: since as long as I can remember, I’ve been trying to look up girls’ skirts to get a glimpse of what lies beneath.

    How did this begin? Who can say for sure, but one episode from my childhood is still burnt into my kaleidoscope of sexual awakening: I was at a boarding school for disabled children. One of the young care staff – let’s call her, Jane – stepped over me as I was lying on the floor of our day room. She had on a psychedelic, flippy miniskirt it was the Sixties after all) but underneath that, she was completely naked! Not only that, she was completely shaved.

    This is something that, to this day, I insist upon with anyone with whom I have sex (not just submissives). That beautiful expanse of puffy flesh, divided by that darling little crease, sets my pulse racing and my cock stiffening like nothing else. I love giving oral sex but I can only do so if I’m not having to fight with a tangled forest of odiferous pubic hair. Thankfully, fashion has caught up with my kink in this respect.

    Having seen Jane in all of her smooth, naked glory, you would think that the sight or flash of a girl’s knickers would be a disappointment to me. Nothing could be further from the truth. A flash of white knickers is even more tantalising and that is why schoolgirls, of the adult variety and of the playmate tendency, must wear deliciously innocent white, cotton knickers.

    I love flipping up her little skirt, when my Kitten is bent over or lying across my lap, and smoothing my hand over the swell of her bottom. I love the sight of the bare flesh and then the curve of the cotton fabric. I like to leave her knickers in place for the initial spanking and then either pull them down to upper or mid thigh or give her a nice, tight wedgie: this has the added advantage of stretching the fabric across her vulva and giving more than a hint of that secret little place after which so many of us spend so long questing, fantasising, masturbating.

    The vulval groove

    Thanks to my friend Molly, I now know not to call the delightful little crease in the centre of her knickers a ‘cameltoe’, since some women find the term offensive. I will, henceforth, describe this as a ‘vulvine groove’– for that, essentially, is what it is.

    These aren’t regulation, Kitten!

    I digress – back to the matter in hand. So our schoolgirl submissive must be attired in white, cotton knickers, the plainer and the more innocent-looking the better. Of course, we Doms can have a lot of fun with adding extra punishment for infractions of our rules on appropriate schoolgirl knickers:

    These are not regulation, Missy!

    The wearer is then subject to extra punishment, sometimes removal of said knickers (anything too brief or slutty, especially skimpy thongs), and these will often be balled and stuffed into the wearer’s mouth as an impromptu gag; not before giving them a really good sniff to check for arousal, which is almost inevitable and smells heavenly.

    Sometimes, I instruct my Kitten to keep her knickers on throughout her punishment and even while bringing her to her first orgasm:

    Cum in those beautiful knickers for Daddy, Kitten!

    She will squirm and writhe as I apply toys through the fabric which will bring her to completion but with the added barrier of that thin layer of cotton which is moistening moment by moment.

    A festoon of knickers

    This is not to say that I only enjoy seeing white, cotton schoolgirl knickers: I love knickers of every shape and size, although I do draw the line at the Bridget Jones-style granny pants. Often, while shopping on Amazon, my eye will be distracted by some sexy knickers from Fruit of the Loom, Calvin Klein or Velvet Pussy. I will then wallow in my knicker fantasy for a good half an hour, adding item after item to my basket and showering my Kitten with more and more beautiful knickers to adorn her most secret and beautiful assets.

    I haven’t ever counted how many pairs she owns but I’m sure we must be past two hundred pairs. I have told her that one day I want them all spread out on the bed so that we can roll around and play with each other, surrounded by those wonderful little bits of fabric after which I lust so much.

    Since we are in a long-distance relationship (LDR) I keep a pair of her schoolgirl knickers in a Ziploc bag in my toy cupboard. When I miss her too badly, I open the bag and press the knickers to my face, inhaling deeply of her sweet, musky scent. I am in seventh heaven.

    Adult Schoolgirls – it’s all about the Skirt

    Schoolgirl skirts

    Having discussed socks and their power, I now travel further north, as it were, to look at adult schoolgirls and what I consider to be an appropriate skirt. This is such an important part of the overall ensemble that it can make or break the outfit.Schoolgirl skirt

    This skirt is probably a little too long

    Too long, and it can look unflattering, reveal too little and resemble, too closely, a similar uniform worn by an underage girl. This is not what we are striving for at all.

    The idea is to exaggerate, slightly the genuine article and make the wearer feel both innocent, vulnerable and sexy.

    One disappointing aspect of purchasing adult schoolwear is the proliferation of tartan. Admittedly, it can look very sexy but a plain colour looks much more authentic.

    The skirt should be box pleated, allowing free movement, cartwheels, bending and stretching during ‘exercise’ or playtime. A straight, pencil miniskirt won’t do at all: it’s much harder to raise and it inhibits movement.

    Ten inch skirts – only worn by the bravest souls in public
    Party length

    If the skirt is to be worn to a party or outside of the bedroom or playroom, 12″ is probably an appropriate length. But remove that requirement, and a 10″ skirt is much more deliciously revealing.

    8” skirts skim the thighs

    An 8″ version is even more skimpy, verging on being more of a wide belt. The wearer only has to bend forward slightly to reveal an enticing flash of (hopefully) white, cotton knickers. I will be addressing appropriate underwear in a future post.

    Having my Kitten wear schoolgirl attire around the house, or going about her chores, allows for an indulgence of my penchant for looking up her skirt. Plenty of bending activities are desirable as is the necessity to retrieve things from high shelves or cupboards using a small step ladder.

    Whenever a man looks at a desirable woman in a schoolgirl-type pleated skirt, he’s probably asking two questions: first, is she wearing any knickers under that brief piece of fabric? If so, what type and what colour are these knickers?

    A quick flash – enough to get the pulse racing

    By the way, I don’t hold at all with the American word ‘panties’. Although my Kitten is a beautiful, Southern belle, she knows much better than to use any word other than ‘knickers’ for her underwear. For me, ‘knickers’ has a hint of something excitingly naughty and forbidden, and is thereby far more sexually charged than ‘panties’ could ever hope to be.

    I think it is incumbent on those of us on the UK side of the Atlantic to educate our beloved, American cousins in this matter. It’s ‘knickers’ all the way for me.

    No knickers – a tantalising glimpse of bare cuntedness

    Of course there will always be times when knickers will be confiscated – modesty being a privilege that has to be earned. Asking one’s submissive to remove them in public and hand them over (at a restaurant table for example) is overwhelmingly exciting and charges the rest of the meal with a good deal of sexual promise and intrigue. Not only that, but a probing foot under the table can get right to the heart of a Dom’s desire and make his submissive squirm with embarrassment and arousal.

    It goes without saying, I hope, that the beautiful prize, snuggly concealed in the wearer’s knickers, should be smoothly shaven.

    Inspired by schoolwear, without doubt

    From time to time mainstream fashion will pick up this unspoken appetite for adult schoolgirl attire: American Apparel, for example, produce a range of revealing, but wearable in public, miniskirts that certainly seem to be inspired by the desire to see a more glamorous version of school uniform.

    Before you kit out your babygirl with school uniform, think carefully about the skirt. It will make the difference between a fulfilling fantasy and a laughable caricature.

    Disclaimer: please understand that I am in no way condoning or advocating sexual relations with anyone under the age of consent. For me, as for others in the scene, our play must be safe, sane and consensual. Anything else is abuse and should be rightly condemned as criminal.

    Pull Your Socks Up!

    Today, I’ve been reflecting on the power – and I can honestly say it is that strong – of seeing a grown woman in kneelength white socks.

    I got slightly distracted by Molly’s Daily Kiss and her exploration of white cotton knickers, or the lack thereof.

    Before we even get that far, I need to ask why a half covered leg encased in white fabric has such a powerful allure?

    Rather like the people who commented on Molly’s blogpost – many of whom alluded to the schoolgirl connection with white cotton knickers – the white sock is redolent of that minefield that lies between innocence and womanhood. The juxtaposition of a fully mature woman in an outfit that deliberately evokes youth, inexperience and innocence with a hint of sexual awakening and perhaps a desire to explore, is what is at the heart of our fetish for schoolgirl apparel.

    Ankle socks, for me, simply won’t do. For a start, they look sloppy and unattractive. Thigh-high socks – though deliciously sexy – convey an impression of trying and little too hard to be sexually provocative. The kneelength sock strikes just the right balance.

    This is the first in a series of posts exploring our fetish for schoolgirl attire, behaviour and indeed role-play.

    In a future post I want to discuss skirt type and length, then underwear and perhaps other accessories and appropriate hairstyles.

    It would be great to hear what others feel on this subject. Leave me a comment below and let me know what you think.

    Disclaimer: please understand that I am in no way condoning or advocating sexual relations with anyone under the age of consent. For me, as for others in the scene, our play must be safe, sane and consensual. Anything else is abuse and should be rightly condemned as criminal.

    BDSM & PMS

    Today my Kitten was out of sorts: shivery, snappy, easily upset. I had had to pull her up a couple of times for practically throwing her extremely expensive smart phone down on the table.

    Did she feel like playing?

    She looked up at me from under her lashes and said shyly:

    “To be honest, a spanking would probably do me good.”

    Well say no more! Hang on though, doesn’t this call for more than usually sensitive handling? You bet.

    Many female submissives process pain differently when they have PMS: often a moderate to severe spanking that they normally take in their stride will push them beyond their limits.

    I told Kitten to dress in a white tutu with a minuscule white thong and white ‘fence net’ hold ups. She even put her hair up in a ballerina’s bun, rather than the usual ponytail or braids.

    I made her pick out implements that she wanted to be spanked with: two leather and two wooden paddles.

    I had her bend over the the end of the bed on tiptoes. As soon as I started her warm-up with the smaller leather paddle, I could tell that her pain thresholds had shifted. It meant that the other three implements – all of which were capable of inflicting severe chastisement – would have to be handled with care.

    We agreed on twenty strokes with each implement, but I slackened the pace and let up considerably with the other three implements. On a normal day, she will probably have wondered what on earth was wrong. Today, she finished the spanking and wanted lots of hugs, kisses and reassurance – all of which she got in spades.

    Our playtime afterwards was also markedly different: she tasted delicately citric – a sure sign of hormonal change. And her body seemed to hang on to orgasms and needed lots of coaxing to let them go.

    Afterwards, she was happy and relaxed; happy that we had played and happy that her spanking had made her feel a little less out of sorts.

    N.B. Please understand, dear reader that I am not setting myself up as an authority on women and PMS. I am merely relating what worked for us on a particular day and in the circumstances that I describe.