tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61065085698536885862011-07-08T05:56:27.422-04:00A kinky girl talks about life in NYCMs. Cassandra (Sandy) Parkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06868672752765383585noreply@blogger.comBlogger2281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106508569853688586.post-70384390999374308802010-06-01T22:00:00.004-04:002010-06-01T22:12:21.461-04:00

Here's where I write some boring explanation as to why I'm switching blog titles, but there's nothing deeper to say than I got tired of "This Cat is Crazy." Always thought it was kind of a dumb title, I didn't write about my cats as much as I'd planned, and I really want to write about the scene more -- from my perspective as a bottom. (I blog from the top at The Corporal Consultant,

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I can't seem to get a handle on my feelings about bottoming these days. It's left me feeling unsatisfied except with a few, select tops. And because I don't play with those tops that often, it's really hard to accept the pain when I DO. I guess it's always hard to accept the pain. But it's not as much of a shock when you do it more often. And it's also easier to accept when someone's in an

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With Florida Moonshine coming up in about two weeks, I've been thinking about writing here about the parties, what happens there and why we spend the money to go. Coincidentally, a dom who's never been to a party wrote me today on FetLife, asking what these events were like. I responded in detail, and I figured I'd recap that here. The two big parties that Rad and I go to are Shadow Lane and

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I'll be vending at the Florida Moonshine and Shadow Lane parties, so you can save on shipping AND get an autographed copy (and possibly a spanking) if you're going to those parties. Hope everyone had a good weekend. I was visiting my parents in S. Jersey, I'm very tired, but it should be a good week. Now that my first book is a wrap, I'm continuing to write and prepare for the next one.

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I started this thread on FetLife yesterday when talking to some of my friends in the Hollywood Spanking Munch and Party group, and figured it was worth cross-posting here. It struck me yesterday that my default modus operandi is to be a wise ass. You can call it witty banter, bratting, being a SAM (smart-ass masochist), whatever. I admit that I SOMETIMES do it to rile someone up and give him a

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It looks like another bleary day out there; I wanted to go for a walk but I couldn't this morning, not in the rain. At lunch time, maybe it will be clearer. I'm at home working today, which is certainly better than being in the office, but there are drawbacks. For instance, my cat tends to be an attention whore and this makes it difficult to concentrate. I'd like to be able to sit on the couch,

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That's the name of the book I'll be debuting at Florida Moonshine, if all goes well. It's a compilation of the best of my topping blog, "The Corporal Consultant" (www.mscassandrapark.com), along with a little bit about my switch side. Here's a grainy sample of what the cover will look like: the actual book was sent to the printer via PDF today and will be available electronically soon. I'll be

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I'm packed for Atlantic City, for the debut of the Boardwalk Badness Weekend, brought to us by the folks at Strictly Spanking NY and Strictly Spanking Philadelphia. This little "retreat" should have inspired a blog from me sooner than today, but once again other thoughts and responsibilities crowd out my blogging life. MOSTLY those thoughts have to do with work stress, but lately it's because

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Yay!! Andre of Andre's Toon Damsel's promised to tie me up tonight!! Nothing like a good hogtie to get my juices flowing. Yes, I know it's OTK night at Paddles, but a girl has many needs, and we are sneaking away at a certain point to another, undisclosed location, where unspeakable acts may be occurring. Oh, by the way, if you are coming to Paddles, don't forget the Peeps!!

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I took a hot bath earlier, which I do in order to relax and meditate a bit, usually, but it didn't work very well this time. I was lying there with my mind unable to shut off, full of negative things I did not do, people I have not called, projects left unfinished, and the unending, pounding like a jackhammer, f*ckingc*cksuckingWON'TSHUTUPALREADY negative body image!! Earlier I had started

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I saw these in the store yesterday. (The press release) Now, I say, who among us, even if he does not like a Peep (hard as it is to believe, SOME don't), does not like to watch Peeps being microwaved? I swear I knew about this phenomenon LONG before it was on the internet, but I could be wrong; of course I can't prove it. But who cares who did it first? It's crazy to watch and if you don't let it

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Not much to say today. Work is exhausting. Although current management is incompetent, if anyone is let go (there have been rumors) it'll mean more changes and more stress. In case anyone hasn't heard, Pixie of Punished Brats, has been pretty ill and is taking a medical leave of absence. She is recovering, but it will take a while, she says. She's posted her mailing address on her blog if anyone

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The powers that be decided it would be funny to give me a cold on the two days I had off from work. It actually started on Sunday evening. Yesterday, I ignored my symptoms as best I could because had a writing deadline I was attempting to meet. As soon as I hit "send," I started the water going for the TheraFlu, drank it and then crashed. I have recently started working with a writing mentor, who

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Woke up to a cloudy day but as things are progressing it looks like it may be nice after all. I'll emerge from the cocoon of the apartment shortly. I called in sick, having a bit of a minor (I hope!) stomach virus. I lay down on the couch for an extra half hour of sleep. Buster kitty was on my stomach where he should be, and the combination of physical warmth and "psychological" comfort helped me

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[Picture by "T," model is "S," spanking by Cassandra]Yesterday, I had mentioned getting spanked (and paddled) last Saturday night by an old friend. M. always was one of the best spankers/doms I knew, and we hadn't played in a long time. Well, I hadn't asked; I'd figured he wasn't that interested anymore. (I was also afraid of rejection.) I hadn't seen him out in in public much, and the last few

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My brain and my writing fingers have been asleep; a long, long sleep, but I'm hoping they are finally waking up. Certain people feel that I should be punished for this, and perhaps they are right, but not everyone can punish me and if the punishment for not writing isn't going to get me writing, I don't quite see the point. It has to really come from within. It's like wanting to lose weight or

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I'm feeling tired from being out too late last night, but I'm in a good emotional space. This morning, I stopped at PC Richards to get printer supplies. Usually going to PC Richards is a gargantuan exercise in patience because the salesmen are beyond rude and rarely helpful. Arrogance and ignorance are not a good mix for me; combine that with "I'm too hip and young to have to be polite to you,"

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About two hours ago, we made the decision to let Rocky go. He was not responding to treatment for his kidneys and was very, very weak. We said goodbye, then the doctor came in and I held him as he went to sleep. I can't believe this all happened so fast. When we got home and he wasn't meowing at the other side of the door, it hit me. Who will wake me up in the morning now? Thank you, Rad, for

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All I can say right now is I don't know how much longer my Rocky has. Not trying to be maudlin, but he's got serious kidney issues and diabetes, and now we're hearing about a heart murmur, which could be affected when they try to treat him for the kidney problems. Less than a year ago, my "big fat orange kitty" weighed 22 pounds. Now he's down to 11 pounds! All our jokes about him needing to lose

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On FetLife I'm part of a group called NYC C.O.P. (Creepy Old People) 45 and up, started by my friend "Dictatrix". It was I guess started as tongue-in-cheek, a self-deprecating attempt to counter the new wave of young'uns that make up TNG (The Next Generation). Now, I have my friends among the 30-, 40- and 50-somethings, plus some older people and some younger people. But when faced with a crowd

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The bloom was off the rose of the Blackberry just after I last wrote about it. Did not have access to emails or websites for five days! I tried various settings and it looked like everything was set up, but no luck. I planned a trip to a Verizon store for help just as soon as I had a day where I got out of work early and didn't have any other plans. This did not work out any day this week -- and

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A "real" blog to follow later, I think. Marie's given me her old Crackb... Blackberry, so I'm having fun getting used to all the settings. Immediately love how easy it is to see new emails. Now I need to explore how convenient blogging, tweeting and other such nonsense will be from the road. Yes, I still want the LATEST gadget, but this'll do for now. Among other things, I'll be writing about my

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It's noon already. I have the day off and so far have done nothing more productive than answer emails and read stuff online. Basket of laundry is ready to go. Have to put ribs in the slow cooker for later. Have to take a walk, do a workout, go shopping ... have a business meeting to go to later. Just heard my brother's wife's mother passed away over the weekend AND my sister's husband's mother as

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Now that Christmas is over, I'm trying to get back on track with many things, including writing, working out (only did two workouts last week, goal is three). But I fought my sugar cravings at least for one day and had no sweet junk. Life never seems to slow down. Christmas Eve I went to my brother's house in S. Jersey for his annual party, then stayed at my mom and dad's house nearby. Christmas

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The FetLife Santa is giving away lots of cool prizes. I signed up to win some nice bondage stuff and a corset. Check it out: Sit on FetLife Santa's lap. In the interest of full disclosure, I have more chances of winning if I link to it here. But you all can do the same! Good luck. In the meantime, I should be writing about all the awesome play I had last night at the Manhattan Spanking

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I had such a crappy, stressful week that this weekend was sorely (pun intended) needed. We started off with the SSNY party on Friday night at the LGBT center. Another fun party, hosted by Jules, Mike, Mike, and Miranda (and all the elves and other helpers). I came straight from work, and walking into an already crowded party was rather overwhelming. My apologies to all I was somewhat abrupt with

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Thanksgiving was fabulous. As I posted on my other blog (Ms. Cassandra Park, The Corporal Consultant), I think it's my favorite holiday because usually the whole family is together and it doesn't really have the "pressure" that you feel from Christmas -- not to mention, let's face it, even at an advanced age you sometimes feel disappointment. Hard to let go of those inner-child expectations. For

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RD's spanking started very benignly. He sat on the edge of the bed, put me over his knee with my jeans still up, and began to spank me--hard, but it felt nice through my jeans. This was a brief tease of a warm-up. Soon he told me to stand up, lower my jeans and panties and get back over his knee. He started to spank harder, and now it hurt. He ordered me into the corner. He kept telling me the

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I have been trying to find time to write a blog since getting back from California on Monday morning. Taking the red-eye Sunday night and then going right to work left me exhausted. I've had about five or six starts and stops on the writing, most of which ended with my nodding out.The weekend in Southern California was beyond my expectations, and the highlight was finally getting to play with

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This will just be a quickie, as I must get to bed ASAP. Tomorrow I'm heading to California (Burbank) for a little mini-vacation. I'll be staying with my Shadow Lane friend D., and hooking up with some other friends while I'm there. Also, I'm planning on doing a discipline scene with a guy I haven't met, but who knows and plays with Erica Scott. He and I have been talking for about a year, I guess

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OTK night was quite thrilling, starting off with a celebrity encounter at the munch. We got to the Moonstruck Diner and there was almost no one there. Anxious that no one else would show up (my usual BS paranoia about no one liking me), we settled in nonetheless. It was us and two other regulars. I went to the ladies' room and there was a 30-, maybe 40-something woman holding her daughter up to

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Don't have too much time to write; we are getting ready to go to the DomSubFriends' Halloween party at Paddles NYC. I'm going as a nurse, then changing into something else. Hope to have pics later.The week was stressful. Don't really need to get into the details of why, I'm sure you can all insert your own bad boss/bad work environment/too much stress story here. Friday was particularly trying

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photo has nothing to do with blog. I just like it. Dammit, whose brilliant idea was it to create a blog with links to every other f***ing spanking blog or website in the entire f***ing spanking universe? I've been checking out all the blogs for like almost two hours already. I mean come on, I'm going to be exhausted tomorrow after perusing "A Taste of the Birch" and girl's pyjama spanking, and

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... to cure my writer's block. Or maybe just a good role model. How about this one: http://www.fadedyouthblog.com/143016/amy-winehouse-pops-out-in-londonReal blog to come later...

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(Long sigh). I'm grabbing my last few sips of coffee, my last few checks on email, before shutting down and heading over to work. My first day back after a nice relaxing week off. I didn't take a "real" vacation but instead caught up on doctor appointments, visited my family, then went to Baltimore to visit SL friends, as already mentioned here. I am feeling energetic about everything but work,

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Again, the self-doubt? Again, the avoidance? I'm blogging right now because I don't care to face the fiction piece I started two days ago. It was a hot fantasy when I started. Self-critic now stands on my shoulder taunting me: That's stupid. That's a cliché. (Distraction: Why does my dictionary not recognize "cliche" without an accent? How do I insert an accented word into my blog? Fail. Cut and

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This weekend I'm visiting friends in Md., our good friends J. and D., and their three kids. Like me, D. is a writer, and as it nears the end of October once again the National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) is upon us. This happens in November, and is a challenge to write a 50,000-word novel in one month. I know, that sounds formidable, but it comes down to about three typed pages per day.In the

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I've been having a weird experience lately with pain that's not kink-related -- the pain that's not supposed to be "good pain," such as needles at the doctor's office or dental work. I used to think that this was completely different from the pain I accepted during an intense scene. But now I'm sometimes reacting differently. This all started when I got my tattoo recently. I don't do needle play;

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We are off to the Strictly Spanking New York party. Full report to come later. Oh, and here's what I made: Oreo Truffles: Do they look good or what? Halloween t-shirt from the Onion that I liked:

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I broke free and uttered the forbidden words; "Please!" and "No," and somehow found myself curled up on the bed crying, "Why? Why? Why?"Why? Because that's what he wanted to do to me. He wanted to hurt me this way. Why? Because I wanted him to. I didn't want him to relent, to back down. My body fought it; my mind struggled to overcome my body's resistance."All right, dear," he finally said, oh,

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The full scoop is over at My Bottom Smarts, where Bonnie is inviting readers to post comments, especially if they read a blog regularly but have never commented on it before. (By the way, Bonnie ALREADY had nine comments and it's barely past Midnight!)I'd certainly like to hear from people who have read MY blog and never commented. I'm going to put the word out on my other blog as well (

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"I know of the magical powers contained in those anthropomorphic carrots and cauliflowers ..."Found on Consumerist.com. Family values fans will be mildly amused. Nom nom nom!

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This weekend was amazing. I got to discipline three bad boys, one of whom met me at Paddles and got his butt kicked big time (hey, HE asked for it)! We had an audience for a little while, but I think we might have scared them away when things started to get rough. People -- spankings are supposed to hurt! Yesterday, Sunday, I got to indulge my other side. My friend D. from Philadelphia, a

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Picture has nothing to do with blog. I just love Johnny Depp in those glasses.I took a sick day today. I rarely do this, and I've got lots of days available that I could use before the end of the year. We just finished sending the magazine to press, and I'm ahead with the next issue, so it was actually the perfect day to call out. I am not going to go crazy, either, "using the day to catch up on

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(for info on Flash Fiction Friday, see supplicium post mortem)His door was unlocked. I found him in his leather chair, smoking and watching a DVD. Keanu Reeves was moving in slo-mo. It was too warm."The Matrix again?" I said. "And what happened to your air conditioner? It's fucking hot in here."He’d been reading: "Cryptography and Steganography: Hidden Messages." There was a notebook with numbers

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Still love you, old man!!

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Today first Flash Fiction Friday challenge (from The Daily Toast):- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;

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Posted on the SL message board earlier: "Top reason to go to SL? -- It's a female bottom's dream. Where else could you find so many great tops all in one location? Sigh. Love you guys...."Oh, yes, getting some good, quality play in. Just finished with L. from Michigan, who went MUCH tougher on me than I expected -- I was pleasantly surprised. I didn't ask permission yet to post names, so if it's

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Wasn't able to blog for a few days, what with work and last minute preparations for SL. So I have a few quiet minutes to catch up now.We arrived in Las Vegas yesterday afternoon, hopped the free shuttle from the airport to the Suncoast, and were checked in within minutes. Arriving on Wednesday gave us a little peace and quiet before the throngs arrived. I love seeing old friends, but when

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http://spankysdailytoast.blogspot.com/2009/08/flash-fiction-friday-1.htmlI sit here contemplating the foolishness of my actions, dreading what is to come tonight. Flashing on the subway on Half-Naked Thursday was nothing, and I cannot blame any wild girlfriends and peer pressure this time. I've gone and blabbed about what I was going to do -- and then did not follow-through. And now I must be

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I'm faced with not one, but TWO writing challenges. Apparently, it's "Flash Fiction Friday" all over the blogosphere.Supplicium post mortem's challenge is to write a 250-word piece that includes the words "raindrop," "guess," and "transparent." I have to finish by 6 p.m. Saturday.The Daily Toast calls upon us to write an erotic fiction piece, exactly 69 words, incorporating the acronym HNT. ("In

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The video that I made for Ms. Holly's Southeastern Woodshed is now available for sale at Clips4Sale. If anyone hasn't heard of Ms. Holly, she's an Atlanta-based disciplinarian -- very hot, and extremely tough. My session with her was fairly severe (strapping and caning for half an hour), but you ought to see what she did to her "niece" and her girlfriend, caught "fooling around." And to the

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I was up at 5 a.m. or thereabouts, thanks to my wonderful fat orange kitty (yes, the one pictured here on my blog): He who never shuts up. After I fed him and was nice to him and scratched his back like a good mommy, THEN I noticed the surprise he'd left me on the couch. Grrrrrr. Nasty f***. He's such a pathetic, needy, lonely kitty, though, that I have to forgive him ... over and over and over..

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My tattoo, as they warned, as started to itch. I'm not taking any chances and I'm resisting. Continuing to take proper care of it. Having it on my wrist and inner arm has proven a challenge, however, as it's vulnerable to having things touch it or potentially scratch it (papers, etc., and I have to deal with a lot of that on a regular basis). At my computer I've had to place paper towels down so

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As promised, here are the pictures of my new tattoo. Took bandages off this morning, cleaned it, A&D Ointment-ed it per instructions.My friend Randi warned me I'd want to run out and get another one. She was right. But I'll wait a little while.Rad says he's cool with it as long as it's not something crazy -- like a snake wrapped around my leg and/or coming out of my crotch. And I've already

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As you already know from reading my hubby's blog, Radspace, he filmed some videos this weekend with the crew at Punished Brats. I'm so happy that he was invited to perform; it sounds like he had a great time and that everyone liked him. I know how good a spanking and "mean daddy" he can be -- now the world will know...Me, I had my own first ... I FINALLY took the plunge and got a tattoo, which

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I DID start writing this and had MOST of it done on Monday, but didn't have a chance to post it. Very busy. Anyway, enjoy:After rush hour on Tuesday, the R train to Queens is not crowded. But there are people midway through the car, and at the opposite end from where he and I enter. We head toward a pair of seats. "Don't sit down," he says. "What? Why?" I ask. But then the look on his face is

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I'm facing work today with a pretty good attitude. I just had a superb weekend. Spent Saturday afternoon and evening with some spanking friends at a small get-together in Pennsylvania. There was a pool and it was just warm enough to indulge in an hour or so of splashing around. Our hosts provided a barbecue feast. Ate way too much, and I'll record it in my food log, but I don't care. On top of

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Mocrofantasy Monday (The rules again.)"Where's your story, Sandy?" Mr. D.'s brown eyes are NOT friendly today. Oh, God, he's noticed the absence of my assignment already. Thought it would take some time. Now everyone in the class is looking at me. Not good, for a Monday morning."Uh.. uh... Sorry, Mr. D. I had writer's block. I couldn't get the ending right."He glares at me. "Sandy. Come up here,

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OK, second warning: DON'T follow the links if you DON'T want to witness rough sex on top of spanking and bondage. And THIS is one reason I don't start writing in the morning. I check blogs like Bondage Blog, which is all nice and genteel and artsy, until you click on certain links like: Fuckedandbound1 (I especially like the "beautiful" suspension bondage near the end)and fuckedandbound2. (LOVE

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I want to blog, I want to write, my "writer's block" is only a synonym for "disorganization," "overbooking," and "fucking wasting time on other things that seem really important at the moment but in retrospect are bullshit." Pardon my potty mouth.I have a short story that's been sitting on my computer for, oh, I don't know -- three months now? Four? Six? Mike and Bill both claim the right to

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I fear that anything I say today will just be negative. My allergies have been killing me for over a week (last week when I thought I was getting a cold it was probably just these allergies. I don't even want to go into how disgusting I feel. I'm taking 24-hour allergy pills, blowing my nose like crazy, doing the Neti-Pot at night. It doesn't end. I can't breathe well and have little energy for

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I'm way behind on my blogging, and now I've gotten some sort of cold so I'm going to be even further behind on blogging. But before I go to bed I just wanted to pop in and write a couple lines. As many of my scene friends know, I didn't go to the Strictly Spanking New York party this weekend -- much as I wanted to catch up with and play with old friends. Several folks I hear were in from out of

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They hurt. The ones that I fantasize about, especially. I mean, really really hurt. As soon as they start I can't imagine WHAT I was thinking, craving this. When I haven't played with someone in a while, I tend to think, "He never went this hard before!" -- but that's probably just my imagination. He HAS spanked me that hard before; it's just that my mind has processed the memory in a very

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Bondage by A. (Atoons2000); photo by Sir Mike I'm bound in white rope over a red shirt and black skirt, ankles and knees tied together, wrists tied together behind my back, and a couple strips of white duck tape pressed over my mouth. I'm nearly immobile, my face pressed sideways to the carpet, in the center of a small living room with people circulating around me. Some choose to raise my skirt

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Couple random notes today. I just heard that today is Consensual Spanking Day. It's too bad I found out so late, because I didn't have time to buy a card. But does this mean I'm supposed to go ask Rad to spank me now? What DOES one do to celebrate this auspicious occasion? Going in the other direction to NON consensual pain: It might not be a good idea to spank your girlfriend during sex when her

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Had a night last night that started off fun then turned grueling. Our friend who works in a NY museum (one of my favorite museums) got us in after hours. We were able to avoid crowds while taking our time at the exhibits. And she is an expert at a lot of what we were looking at, so we had a private tour guide as well. It was wild to just be in there in the center of the quiet, empty halls.

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Anticipation can be a big part of play. I love the idea of knowing what's going to happen (at least, to some degree) and having to wait for days, maybe even weeks or longer if you're meeting someone from further away. In my experience the reality usually surpasses the fantasy. I'll remember the rush I got from a painful scene, and I'll imagine myself much braver than I end up being in the face of

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At the Manhattan Spanking Association party last night, Rad put me over his knee and spanked me really, really hard. I don't think he and I have played that hard in a while. He only used his hand, but as many of you know, he's got a very hard hand, and he was relentless. I was squirming and struggling for much of it. He also got right into my head space with his lecturing. He ordered me to stay

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I think there some tops in the scene who feel left out. This is just based on what I sometimes observe at parties and in on-line forums or groups. There is a smaller group of tops toward whom many female bottoms tend to gravitate — and why? Of course I can only speak for myself. There is a certain quality I seek in a top. But I tend to approach this more often from the view of my submissive side.

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No reason for the new look; I was just a little bored and wanted to try something different. Still have to get off my lazy butt and write something, which I am not doing enough of. oh, I'm not really lazy -- I've been running around like crazy doing too many things. Time to focus...

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(but I wrote this yesterday and didn't get the chance to post it till now.)Am I the only one who has a hard time with getting work done on a Monday? I can't be, right? Everyone hates the start of the work week, I know. But this seems to go beyond a dislike for work. I feel mentally and emotionally incapable of performing, of settling down, getting organized ... incapable of remembering what my

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My birthday was nice but low-key. Rad took me out to a Cajun place in our neighborhood, Bourbon Street, where I indulged in catfish prepared with a caramelized onion topping and fried spinach on top of that – quite interesting and yummy; but way too much food, and I took more than half home with me. He bought me dark, dark chocolate for dessert ... we split it later. Mmmm. Saturday night we went

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... when everyone has to stop what they're doing and say "Happy Birthday" to me... or ... just keep doing whatever you're doing, I'm okay either way. It's just a birthday; everybody has one eventually. Happy birthday, too, to my "twin," Anna. (and best of luck with your move tomorrow; we'll miss you!)Rad got me the sweetest, most romantic card and gave it to me at midnight. He said it brought

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And here we go ... about to get into the shower and get my ass ready for work. Is my ass EVER ready for work? I don't think so. Most days I manage to fake it well enough. Most days I get the job done. But damn, I hate working! And it's so hard to come back after several days away. I did check my work emails last night to prepare myself a little bit, refresh my memory as to what I needed to work

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Thanks to no traffic, fast check in and barely any security line, we are at the airport with time to spare. There's free internet at Tampa International, so here we are, connected. Goodbyes suck. We held court in the lobby for an hour or so, finally, reluctantly, rising to go pack the last few items and head out. I've fed my addiction for four-and-a-half days, now it's time to crash and burn and

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... if we had to be defeated in FMS Trivia Contest, I was happy it was by our esteemed colleague and fellow blogger, Richard Windsor...... I had the HOTTEST takedown spanking scene last night. It was an angry dad/smartass daughter scenario. Don't know if R. knew what he was getting into but he maintained the role throughout and finally kicked my ass. Wow. I needed that. ... did my

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The Florida Moonshine Academy was this morning, and it was the first time I'd attended. I might have mentioned that the authentic school uniform Emily had loaned me looked very much like the real uniform jumper I wore in grade school, even in the same Kelly green. Imagine 20 girls in three rows, behaving somewhat properly at first but then degenerating into gum-chewing, paper-plane throwing,

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When I get to a big party like Shadow Lane or Florida Moonshine, I often feel immediately overwhelmed by the meeting and greeting of people you run into when you're checking in, walking to your room, etc. Unfortunately there are always one or two that you look at say, "I KNOW I should know his/her name but ... " I had the unfortunate happen. Someone I really SHOULD know -- and I'm not going to

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Just a quickie post, as we're getting ready to go hang out with people at a suite party. We arrived safely in Florida this afternoon (see Rad's blog for details on the duct-taped plane wing). I had a cougher/sigher/space hogger next to me, but other than that it was a very good flight AND I worked on my writing for over an hour. I'm putting the finishing touches on a short story...Love that we

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A blog of little consequence...We went shopping today for some last minute items for the party. Our friendly neighborhood Kohl's usually has reasonably priced clothes that we like and I often find a good selection of petite items. I also needed shoes and sneakers. Kohl's clothing department is fine; their shoe department is another story. Actually, it tends to be a nightmare, trying to find my

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The things we have to think about and get ready before we go to a party. On top of the school uniform that I mentioned yesterday, there are just certain things that most men simply don't have to worry about when attending a big party like Florida Moonshine. Like: Getting a pedicure... Having to hand-wash all the delicate underthings...And suffering through ... well, I'll let you guess what this

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Don't make me go to school! The teachers are so mean to me!Okay, I was trying on school uniforms on Wednesday and starting goofing around with silly cell phone self-portraits -- Just thought I'd share one. I'm preparing for Florida Moonshine, where they will be having the "FMS Academy" session on Saturday morning; we must be "properly" attired. One friend who owns a lot of authentic school

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The trailer for the film I made with Southeastern Woodshed is now available.I'd love for people to join the group and check it out. It was my first movie! Ms. Holly, who runs the group, is a very good disciplinarian, and on top of that, she's HOT!Can't wait to play with her again...I'm going to post a real blog later.Sandy

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Feel like I'm aching from head to toe. Between Rad and Scott, I got enough strapping last night to last me for ... oh, maybe until Florida Moonshine. My butt is raw! It feels kind of tingly as I sit on it and write this morning. I'm not complaining. I was high all night after my punishments. But now comes the hangover from "imbibing": Whatever position I was in last night, my back is now hurting

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I need to blog, so I'm just going to go for it. 15 minutes, off the top of my head, we'll see what comes up. First, I'm so happy we have a long weekend, which happens to include a bonus OTK night (tonight) at Paddles. I think I am bringing my canes; maybe there will be a nice appealing sub who wants to submit to a good caning. Meanwhile, I'm still feeling the aftermath of Ms. Holly's caning from

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I was flattered to be asked to participate in what was my first-ever discipline video (at least for the public's eyes) today. I had the pleasure of finally meeting Ms. Holly, the dominant in charge; Switch Lydia; and some other terrific ladies who took part in the filming today for Southeastern Woodshed. Also present was Tori, who did the still photos and was an assistant, and good friend B.,

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Said I would write a blog tonight, and it's in my notebook ready to go but it's simply too late now. I mean really, really late. We went to dinner with friends, watched a movie, got home and I HAD to respond to emails. Hour and a half later... what happened? Yikes! I have too much to do this weekend for such nonsense. Saturday afternoon, a certain bad boy's going to get it. Sunday, as I've

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So I've been Twittering lately and one of the things I figured out how to do was to send updates to my blog. I honestly don't know what purpose this serves except to indulge my need to express a random thought (kind of like a muttering homeless person, in a way, but electronic). I took the indulgence to an extreme while I was getting a Brazilian tonight and yes, I sent a couple "Tweets" right in

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Um ... yeah... It has been one year since our car accident, in which Rad and I flipped over on the Long Island Expressway. Life goes on, and there's been SO much that has happened since then that it now is just a blip on the memory radar. Rad lost his brother in January. Then his mom had a fall, and she now requires live-in supervision. These have been major life events over the past few months

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It's a chilly, cloudy Monday morning. I made the wrong decision when I put on my light denim jacket instead of my warmer three-quarter-length zip-up jacket and I was shivering on the few blocks frome the subway to the office. I hope it gets a little warmer later; if not, I'll use the office gym instead of walking outside today.On Friday before I left work, I looked at my in-bin and decided that I

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The SSNY party was wonderful, but I think I disappointed some people. I feel very emotionally needy and a little vulnerable today. I was able to release some of my pent-up stress through play; but some negativity remains. A spanking party helps me escape from the real world for just a little while; the real world always awaits outside.Physically, I am aching and sore (AKA "satisfied"). I'd

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And tonight, we play! I was exhausted last night. Got out of work late again and Rad and I didn't eat dinner until after 8. Some of the folks coming in from out of town for the SSNY party were hooking up last night. I wanted to go but couldn't do it. No energy. I was in bed before 11 -- unusual for a Friday night. It will be a great party and I can't wait to see the out-of-town people again,

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Rad and I are back from visiting family in S. Jersey for Easter. Good time with Mom, Dad, brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews. We keep each other amused. I ate a little more than I wanted to, but I just did the math and I'm still within my desired calorie range for the week, so I'm relieved. Also just finished my workout. I am somewhat stressed over issues I can't go into right now, but we

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How should a shopper respond when faced with this dilemma? Exhibit A (top), which was close to eye level on the store shelf, followed by Exhibit B (bottom), which was on the bottom shelf, practically behind a standing display rack. This was at the Bravo Supermarket in Astoria on Friday.As you can see, these are the exact same items, same flavors, same size packages, same sugar-free variety. But

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The local scene lately seems overrun with drama. Lies, gossip, backbiting, finger pointing. Yes, I sometimes indulge in the gossip. It's hard to resist. But the main thing that I find so hard to take is what seems to be a driving, insatiable need to be part of the "in-crowd." I understand it, a little, but still it gets wearisome to watch. It's no fun to be surrounded by people who are constantly

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The weekend was SO nice, including OTK night on Saturday night, Barnes and Noble on Sunday morning, a long walk through the park on a fabulously warm spring day. I even saw a bridal party getting some pictures taken along the way. (Don't you just love coming across a wedding unexpectedly? As I passed I said, "Congratulations," and the bride gave me a beaming smile.) I am working from home today,

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Or maybe that should be "Top 10 reasons why I'm a good girl" to balance off yesterday's blog. THEN I can talk about why I feel good today, which includes getting spanked pretty hard last night AND getting to spank a pretty, young spanking model who was making her first trip to Paddles. Top 10 reasons why Sandy is a good girl:1. Averaging just under 1600/day calories for the week so far. 2. Did

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1. Have not written a blog since March 21.2. Ate a bagel with butter.3. Have not done my workout yet, and I'm behind on the week's goal for my weight training.4. (Not going to mention this one here).5. Texted someone during my support group meeting.6. Was late picking up my friend this morning.7. Have not cleaned bathroom or kitchen.8. Think I may be overdrawn in my checking account.9. Did not

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I came down with a bug yesterday and left work early. After some assessing of the situation this morning, I have decided not to go to the Manhattan Spanking Association party that's being held tonight. I told Rad to please go by himself so he can deal with the bad girls who need dealing with. No reason one of us can't play.I WILL miss seeing people. But right now I'm just sort of blah. Not

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