tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20649463350023905302024-03-06T20:34:03.484-07:00The Little Red Schoolhouse18+ NSFW - Writings on adult spanking by Abby Williams. Stories, essays, photos, pieces of life.Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.comBlogger230125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-7434566098417489852023-07-08T14:42:00.000-07:002023-07-08T14:42:04.335-07:00Abby’s Updates<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOVe35pcjaXdW6B_plpZpbD48CknAHpdcCFLOx2bagyIZRk3sQNbkNQyWtERo_WqIYZKtuI6tWQAqpdvDDU8E7A6tlkD7J3_TWtcw2qx6c_83cJvOTQRCMTi_HuCVClcybhDriz3yZ24LMmDw4Gm9FYQ5GdiS40-b6fSjmQMUTFdQfUnUwb2hzubeDpfbD/s2049/186BE6C8-90B4-4171-99E5-C004C3D399FD.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2049" data-original-width="1537" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOVe35pcjaXdW6B_plpZpbD48CknAHpdcCFLOx2bagyIZRk3sQNbkNQyWtERo_WqIYZKtuI6tWQAqpdvDDU8E7A6tlkD7J3_TWtcw2qx6c_83cJvOTQRCMTi_HuCVClcybhDriz3yZ24LMmDw4Gm9FYQ5GdiS40-b6fSjmQMUTFdQfUnUwb2hzubeDpfbD/s320/186BE6C8-90B4-4171-99E5-C004C3D399FD.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Yay! I get to share my bum with you again. So much has happened in the last half year. I wish I’d been blogging about it the whole time, but instead let’s do a quick summary so we can all move on and talk about spanking and spanking related things. </p><p>FIRST SPANKING PARTY - Spencer and I went to our first local spanking party in June! This deserves its own post, so let’s see if I can manage to write about it soon.</p><p>HOUSE FINALLY REPAIRED - We had a house flood in July of 2022, and it took over 9 months for the repairs to be completed. During that time, we had limited access to the LRS workshop, our books, and even space for spanking. It felt like life was on pause during that time. </p><p>RE-OPENED LITTLE RED SPANKING - Once we got the space in our house back, Spencer was able to go back to <b>making paddles full time</b>. We’re back in action and coming out swinging!</p><p>OPENED LRS BOOKS - You’re going to see a lot more about this! We opened another Etsy shop, this one for <b>vintage erotica</b> specializing in spanking and flagellation works from the 1800’s to the 1990’s. The shop is small right now but I have a closet of books to add. Check it out here: <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/LRSBooks">http://www.etsy.com/shop/LRSBooks. </a></p><p>CLOSED TWO VANILLA COMPANIES - From 2016 to the beginning of 2023, I worked at a mortgage broker. Mortgages took a terrible dive in the US in 2022 and after a series of layoffs, we officially closed in January 2023. The owner kept five of us and started a solar company. As of last week, that company did not survive either. I’m looking for new vanilla work! </p><p>So that’s the quick rundown. My plan is that while I am looking for new work, I will also be spending more time in the spanking universe. I officially have more time to tell the world about our paddles and books and hopefully share pictures of my spanked bottom, as that remains one of my favorite things to do on the internet. Here we go again!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-75201637003304765822023-01-01T15:49:00.000-07:002023-01-01T15:49:27.387-07:00Tarot Tarts #1: Serpieri Tarot<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR4DEqOlbGG6YjaWwiTMZNiXMCzWRK7rW9IKA7AcnvCs8iSF8gIuLbr5bvM_gleglzfXy8kmnKzgvuSNF5pavWYodnAd1t0pDorRsZncgk_oEz3QOk7_eZS7Pv6-L5VZ4ZW4PEYcLO67HYhVHto_pDcp-OyQqOPA712RHTHwIRyWbIQGDhY7B6Flu-Ww/s2265/8ACCF879-101B-47CC-98EC-DF66A1DE0400.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2265" data-original-width="1244" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR4DEqOlbGG6YjaWwiTMZNiXMCzWRK7rW9IKA7AcnvCs8iSF8gIuLbr5bvM_gleglzfXy8kmnKzgvuSNF5pavWYodnAd1t0pDorRsZncgk_oEz3QOk7_eZS7Pv6-L5VZ4ZW4PEYcLO67HYhVHto_pDcp-OyQqOPA712RHTHwIRyWbIQGDhY7B6Flu-Ww/s320/8ACCF879-101B-47CC-98EC-DF66A1DE0400.jpeg" width="176" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">All artwork pictured in this post is from The Serpieri Tarot, copyright Lo Scarabeo</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Happy New Year! December was a far more challenging month than anticipated. I meant to start blogging here again and I just wasn’t able to make it happen.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I’m excited to be starting the new year with a post featuring some of my favorite cards from my new Serpieri Tarot deck, published by Lo Scarabeo earlier this year. I have a growing collection of tarot and divination decks, some for personal use and some for the art. A small but growing number of these fall into the erotic category, and my Serpieri deck is no exception. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This deck features artwork by and inspired by Paolo Eleuteri Serpieri, a graphic artist whose work often prominently displays the female bottom in glorious rounded and muscled form. I have long been a fan of his work and his erotic science fiction graphic novel series featuring the beloved buxom heroine Druuna, who appears throughout the deck as well. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">In my exploration of the deck, I found that many of the cards are in keeping with the Rider-Waite imagery that is most commonly used throughout the tarot world. Decks built from a pre-existing source often include artwork that is not in keeping with traditional imagery or card meaning, so when I found that the images and card meanings were in alignment, I realized that the artwork had been designed specifically for the deck. This is supported in the small manual included with the deck, in which Italian tarot deck publisher Lo Scarabeo explains, “In our interpretation, we took a step away from the original lore of the comics, and imbued the artwork with their own, standalone meanings - ones that fit with the Tarot cards they represent.” </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Here are some of my favorite cards from this deck. Picking my favorites was fun and sexy, so I’ll aim to do this with my other erotic decks as well!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDY0CXTlPtUFSKNF27-bUgcF28kLfxpoqXROcf99BtCJaqRAj6SYgBxLlnPLVgy6fj5e2wOJ84OQnMCz4gUj9ax1Z-_t1QeMUL7v4feVCjGgnM-06RvV8-X-0F0xsVN5FcfTEUR0aPR-VMZnAeVfqHcPyDmFcjTPjhduV6sj6w4KUk-2HOz3UNQxrKug/s2275/53CE75EC-C72C-4CC2-8ABB-F2853E881AA0.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2275" data-original-width="1216" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDY0CXTlPtUFSKNF27-bUgcF28kLfxpoqXROcf99BtCJaqRAj6SYgBxLlnPLVgy6fj5e2wOJ84OQnMCz4gUj9ax1Z-_t1QeMUL7v4feVCjGgnM-06RvV8-X-0F0xsVN5FcfTEUR0aPR-VMZnAeVfqHcPyDmFcjTPjhduV6sj6w4KUk-2HOz3UNQxrKug/s320/53CE75EC-C72C-4CC2-8ABB-F2853E881AA0.jpeg" width="171" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;">Shopping Tip: The tarot world is experiencing a huge increase in forgeries and fakes. Only purchase decks from reputable sources. <a href="https://www.llewellyn.com/product.php?ean=9780738773100#navbars" rel="nofollow">This deck is available from Llewellyn.com</a>. (I am in no way affiliated, I just love collecting tarot decks and Llewellyn has been a great source for decks and books for as long as I can remember.)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><p></p>Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-18149880493465250042022-11-25T15:46:00.001-07:002022-11-25T17:16:32.314-07:00Paddle Portraits<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRMU7fXIGm7YPW0_7FJK0FvoQTxTfpaYqkI4acYx1w6mFkmbQ9WKXwbQahUfWN50PViFRFNik7d7qathVA2MXumQzeFXDawYDNWuZNNMDhPk8Y7RQgpZK7kHKNw_dz5X41K_qGEUIqK2kHvBZ5CZuS-sAKniAvPdJVj0JV5VKfcmNVNwL3TCc8giW1eA/s4032/9470D8DC-844A-4A93-B83E-64307F6A519D.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRMU7fXIGm7YPW0_7FJK0FvoQTxTfpaYqkI4acYx1w6mFkmbQ9WKXwbQahUfWN50PViFRFNik7d7qathVA2MXumQzeFXDawYDNWuZNNMDhPk8Y7RQgpZK7kHKNw_dz5X41K_qGEUIqK2kHvBZ5CZuS-sAKniAvPdJVj0JV5VKfcmNVNwL3TCc8giW1eA/s320/9470D8DC-844A-4A93-B83E-64307F6A519D.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div></div><div><br /></div>We had our house flood this summer due to a broken pipe. We are still waiting for some of the repairs to be completed on the areas of the house that were damaged, which means that part of the wood shop has had to become storage space for the time being.<div><br /></div><div>We shut the shop down for a few weeks in order to deal with the damage. Then, due to the limited space, Spencer re-opened our paddle shop with a shift in our business model, from craft on demand to a more retail approach, where what you see in our online store is what you will receive. This has allowed Spencer a chance to explore new woods and new designs. Plus, having pieces ready to ship has also allowed more time for custom and special orders.</div><div><br /></div><div>Being able to re-open the shop while waiting for this house madness to end has probably kept us both sane. <div><br /></div><div>But now that we are listing individual paddles, I’ve had to step up my photography game. Every listing needs its own pictures showing the paddle in all its unique detail. I tried a standard white backdrop, followed by black, but neither showed off the wood the way I wanted.</div><div><br /></div><div>I wondered if I could build little sets inside the lightbox that would feature the paddle but also provide texture and color. Fortunately, Spencer was happy to let me give it a try, and so when we re-opened the shop earlier this fall, we did so with a Fall Collection, with pictures featuring autumnal colors and in some cases, a Halloween theme.</div><div><br /></div><div>I had a ridiculous amount of fun; it was like the paddles were models at a photoshoot. But one thing I learned with the Fall Collection was that trying to change the set for each individual piece takes forever, so I’ve had to edit myself a bit. </div><div><br /></div><div>You’ll see what I mean below. Here are some of the photos I took last weekend for holiday listings and below are some of my favorite Fall Collection photos. 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3TpgdRk8-NospiYqFuTsREYLXWls4YW5gWZA4NQ_R2mBFJ8eRp8_BnxguZlwJxN3su8SaPXdNu935tutBpLprTM6uj_B_QpM4aI9U2QH96BCTVqtGRveafL8_1PqYTz7DbKVCbleoH-JygqF5n8xdI9awlvujPJKXKDPTMV5QxBhE_Lm3aDLNrIfRXA/s1241/9800A64E-857B-4E6B-AECE-5427CF2B40F4.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1149" data-original-width="1241" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3TpgdRk8-NospiYqFuTsREYLXWls4YW5gWZA4NQ_R2mBFJ8eRp8_BnxguZlwJxN3su8SaPXdNu935tutBpLprTM6uj_B_QpM4aI9U2QH96BCTVqtGRveafL8_1PqYTz7DbKVCbleoH-JygqF5n8xdI9awlvujPJKXKDPTMV5QxBhE_Lm3aDLNrIfRXA/s320/9800A64E-857B-4E6B-AECE-5427CF2B40F4.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i>That time I got suspended from Twitter for being naughty, or maybe just too fabulous.</i></div></i><i><br /></i></div><i><div><i><br /></i></div>TLDR: I deleted my booty pics off Twitter and decided to start blogging again, because I love butts and I love the people who love butts. </i><div><br /></div><div>"Begin with the end in mind." At my place of work, it's a philosophy we've adopted after years of playing it by ear and flying by the seats of our pants. It stands for planning, making the right decisions to reach the goal, and always keeping the endgame in mind. <div><br /></div><div>Today, as the end of Twitter looms loud and clear, I realized I need to begin again in the social media world. But why? What is my goal, my endgame? Why have I tried to be a presence in the online spanking world for over fifteen years? Why do I still want to be a part of anything online, when the Internet is now as much a source of destruction as it is a place of creation? </div><div><br /></div><div>So much has changed over these last 15 years. But these things, dear to my heart, remain:</div><div><br /></div><div>1) Butts. Bums. Tushes. Asses. Arses. Rear ends. Bottoms. Booties. Buttocks. </div><div><br /></div><div>2) Spanking butts (and their synonyms). </div><div><br /></div><div>3) Self-discovery - I don't just seek to help myself understand myself, but I also want to help others discover themselves, to encourage the world to embrace their own desires, kinks, and, cravings - especially when it comes to butts, and spanking butts. (Please note, I always mean adult consenting butts.)</div><div><br /></div><div>When I first decided to join the "spank-o-verse," my choices were Blogger, Twitter, and Tumblr. Now there are too many choices, so it made the most sense to follow the advice of Julie Andrews in The Sound of Music: "Let's start at the very beginning. It's a very good place to start." I began my life in the spank-o-verse with this blog, and so, to this blog I return. Let's start at the very beginning - and let's begin with the end in mind - the rear end, that is!</div><div><br /></div><div>To be honest, I wasn't prolific on Twitter. Every now and again I liked to post pictures of my bottom, or retweet fellow spankos, or show off Spencer's latest paddle creations for his Etsy shop. Even still, now that the app is imploding and will likely either be terminated or overrun by cartoon villains, I decided it wasn't the best or safest place for pictures of my butt. </div><div><br /></div><div>This morning, I scrolled through my profile and both saved and deleted all the pictures of me. But they can't just <i>not </i>be on the Internet, amirite? 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1342" data-original-width="1728" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0ovzCpuxzF3xaVcVDGT0nk-QFZTWD9VtGqeyCdh-TclYE1rP0KJPdYf-iX9lbK1zlozyydBNDnWjGi_YxwpOoXtb-cwPCgPvwn2HSc3bhrXOIeWcM_TFcZAmO5Gq0J3GXPoia3N5UpxFy/s320/IMG_0074.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><p>Hello spankos! Once again it's been awhile. Last you heard from me back in March, Mr. W and I had recently launched <a href="http://littleredspanking.com">Little Red Spanking</a>, our adult spanking paddle shop on Etsy. I wish I'd chronicled the growth of LRS from then to now with blog posts and pics - I have some catching up to do! </p><p>I am incredibly proud of Mr. W and the paddles he crafts. He puts his heart and soul into each piece and I know that is the number one reason the shop is thriving. I want to show off everything he makes! I hope it's okay that I start doing a little bit more of that here.</p><p>I must also say - we are so grateful to our fellow spankos in this community! Without this shared passion, a spanking paddle shop would not be possible. We love bringing you the quality and craftsmanship we know you want and deserve - the same we would want from a spanking toy company. 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See more at </span><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/littleredspanking" style="text-align: left;">Little Red Spanking</a><span style="text-align: left;"> on Etsy.</span></div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-22370056739960320602020-03-23T18:22:00.001-07:002020-03-23T18:22:33.217-07:00#FreePaddleFriday - Poplar Hairbrush Giveaway Starting Today<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As promised, I want to include the blogosphere in our #freepaddlefriday promos. You will need a Twitter account. Go to Mr. W's Twitter profile <a href="http://www.twitter.com/MrWilliamsTLRW">@MrWilliamsTLRW </a>and follow him (because he is amazing) then retweet the above tweet to enter. Winners are announced on Friday night. We ship by USPS so we CAN ship to PO Boxes. We always ship discretely from our LLC. </div>
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<b>New week new #freepaddlefriday! Retweet to enter to win this Poplar Hairbrush paddle. Good Luck! Winner announced Friday. In the meantime, come see the rest of our brat beating bottom burners at littleredspanking.com Happy Spanking! #otk #spanking #paddled #domesticdiscipline</b></div>
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If you do follow us on Twitter, say hello and let us know you're from over here! You can find me at <a href="http://www.twitter.com/abbyw2007">@AbbyW2007</a>. Mr. W and I have found a lovely group of spankos, along with the usual insane outliers you'd expect. We'd be happy to have you! You really can tailor your Twitter experience. I almost never see anything political. I see a lot a lot a lot of butts.</div>
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I am looking forward to writing and posting new spanking vignettes and short spanking stories here soon. I am still a bit desperate for time. I work for a small independently owned business and we are scrambling to get our technology in place and our work from home stations set up. The Coronavirus has also caused an uptick in our business (which is a positive, absolutely) but my brain is cooked by the end of the day.</div>
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Please do stay tuned, as I think having this blog as a creative outlet is going to be an important part of my sanity once my home office is ready and I stop leaving the house (except to drop packages at the post office for as long as they will let us, Arizona isn't closed yet). This may be our last #freepaddlefriday for a while because of all this, so get in while you can!</div>
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Sometimes I post #sinfulsunday pics on my <a href="http://www.twitter.com/abbyw2007">Twitter</a>. I didn't post one today, I did a naughty survey - more on that in just a moment - but since I should have been posting them on my blog all along, I thought I'd start getting my blog friends caught up. Here's a candid shot of my tush playing dress-up in my Moulin Rouge panties last month.</div>
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I spent too much time today playing with my new Photoshop Express app, but it's letting me make the neatest product photos for our paddles. I love graphic design but my skill level is amateur. This sounds like a product plug, but it's only a plug for our paddles! I'm just having fun with this app and if you have suddenly found yourself with some free time on your hands, it's a good one. I have also been known to add fun filters to pictures of my own butt. Again with the Twitter, but I posted this one just after getting the app a couple weeks ago. Many of you will be seeing this tomorrow morning, so these sentiments are for you!</div>
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You may recognize that photo of my butt from the pics I posted yesterday. That brings us back around to the <a href="https://www.littleredspanking.com/listing/759767488/the-joker-jokari-style-spanking-paddle">Joker paddle</a>. Mr. W crafts these so beautifully for <a href="http://littleredspanking.com/">Little Red Spanking</a>. They're thin, but the two woods we offer this paddle in - Knotty Alder and Walnut - are heavy enough that the weight and density of the wood balances the depth. The smacks are bright and the burn is warm. Just the right length for OTK or any position you so desire.</div>
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We run a #freepaddlefriday promo whenever we can. In this time of crisis and homebound spankos, we are considering it more important than ever to get quality handmade implements into the hands of our fellow kinksters. Get yourself a Twitter account if you don't already have one, follow <a href="http://www.twitter.com/mrwilliamstlrw">@MrWilliamsTLRW</a>, and retweet his #freepaddlefriday post for the week once it's live. He'll start a new one tomorrow, I'll post it here to remind you and let you know what we'll be giving away.<br />
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xoxo AbbyAbby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-39895820544865875302020-03-21T16:57:00.000-07:002020-03-21T16:58:44.904-07:005 Updates Regarding Abby, With Spanked Bare Bottom Pics Because I've Missed You<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have been remiss in paying you the attention you deserve. Perhaps now I will finally have the time at home I've needed. It only took the end of the world, but I have so much to tell you!</div>
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1. <a href="http://littleredspanking.com/">Littleredspanking.com</a> opened in January. Mr. Williams is in the workshop filling custom orders as I type this. We did it, the paddle shop is real!</div>
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4. We have amassed an absurd amount of erotica, smut, and sexuality books for our personal collection in the last year. I expect to feature interesting titles here in the future!</div>
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5. The vintage bookstore I opened on Etsy a year ago, <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/LittleRedBookshop">Little Red Bookshop</a>, has been a source of joy and mental health. I love finding and listing unusual and sometimes ridiculous titles. Right now I have everything from a signed hardcover first edition of Douglas Adams' The Long Dark Teatime of the Soul to the movie tie-in novelization of Armageddon. Mr. W hoards the sexy books, but I manage to feature them on the shop from time to time. <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/LittleRedBookshop?section_id=27398745">Click here to go right to the Erotica, Sex, and XXX shelf. </a></div>
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The paddle at the top is our <a href="https://www.littleredspanking.com/listing/759767488/the-joker-jokari-style-spanking-paddle">Joker paddle</a> in Walnut. Mr. W made one for me in Knotty Alder and used it my birthday weekend. It was an absolute delight with bright red results!</div>
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Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-2601998349176564532019-12-11T13:55:00.000-07:002019-12-11T13:55:01.791-07:00Liver, Liver, Chinese Dinner<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There are three C's that make up my favorite romantic night: caning, Chinese food, and cuddles.<br />
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Some would say that punishment is it's own reward, but the very mention that there will be Chinese takeout after discipline serves as foreplay for me. I'll take an extra dozen strokes for an extra egg roll.<br />
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Instituted in 2005 in the early days of our relationship, I'll admit, I think these nights were originally bribes to get me to enjoy caning more, and that's okay because I sure did come to love it! But they're fewer and farther between now. We save such triple-C nights as a treat for birthdays, anniversaries, celebrations. So when suddenly it turned out I might have to give them up entirely, it felt like being told there were no more roses for Valentine's day, no more stockings for Christmas. Don't get me wrong, I love taking a good caning, but I love taking it followed by a Chinese feast and a fun movie at home while cuddling with Mr. W so much more.<br />
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I went to the doctor because I've been feeling more and more worn out the last few months. I thought it might be my depression rearing it's head, but I also wanted to have my thyroid checked, along with whatever else the doctor thought might be wise. I went to a new primary care provider as I hated my last one, so they had no medical history on me. Fortunately, they agreed with running some blood tests, and two days later I had my first news: my liver enzymes were elevated, they wanted to take more blood and do an ultrasound on my abdomen.<br />
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This was terrifying news. I quit drinking 3 years 3 months ago. I've lost almost 100 lbs. I am Wonder Woman. But here it was, the damage was already done. In my dramatic assessment, I had briefly become invincible, but now I was probably going to die. Worse, first I was going to lose all my lower internal organs, I wouldn't be able to be spanked, I wouldn't be able to have sex or do butt stuff. I would be worse than dead.<br />
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The ultrasound was no help to my assumption. The results from that were that I had high echoes in my liver and a lesion on my kidney. I'll save you the agony that took over a week for me to learn - my kidneys are fine, there are no lesions or tumors. Like seeing a little penis on a baby in an ultrasound and then giving birth to a girl, there was nothing actually there to be seen. But high echoes in my liver! Hello - hello - - hello - - -<br />
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I have fatty liver. Of all the unattractive disease names! Now I'm seeing a gastroenterologist and I have a test this coming Friday to find out how much of my liver is functioning. While the liver has an incredible ability to repair itself, and I may have already done a lot of internal repair by becoming a weight-lifting gym-loving goddess, what's dead is dead and if any of my liver is dead, it isn't coming back.<br />
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Now, what I should have done is wait to write this until I have the final verdict. But I thought maybe I would blog more sexy spanking and bum stuff if sometimes I just blog stuff about me, so here we are, trying to explain what Chinese food caning night has to do with my fatty liver.<br />
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Well, it turns out I shouldn't eat most food. My liver is having trouble filtering out the nasties like fat, salt, and white flour and sugar, so the nutrients and energy my body needs aren't getting distributed via my bloodstream as well as they could be. Sure enough, a week and two days into this diagnosis and having trimmed my diet to mostly green vegetables, fish, and a little yogurt, my energy is significantly improved, my sleep is better, and I'm not crying all the time. I've cut my protein intake in half and it's incredible. It turns out I have more energy from 10g of protein than from 20g, which makes me realize my body wasn't actually processing all the protein I was giving it.<br />
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I'm hoping that the results of my next test will tell me that most of my liver is just fine, that I can still have a treat meal now and again. If so, maybe I will be so lucky as to enjoy the 3 C's for Christmas! I'm hoping that we don't have to add a 4th C: cirrhosis. But if we do, I am already well on my way to understanding what I need to do for my body to feel better.<br />
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Do you have a favorite food after a spanking? Or a medical concern that makes you worry that someday you will not be able to partake in this thing we do? You are not alone!<br />
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I thought I could make the whole thing fun with a little naked tush accountability, so while I am on a focused path to losing more weight and being the healthiest me I can be, I am going to try to share a weekly pic. I love my butt the way it is now! It's curvy and jiggly and so much fun. But a shapelier butt is going to mean a hella sexy liver, so I need to do this.<br />
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Abby Williams, trying to make fatty liver sexy since December 2019.<br />
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Also, just putting this out there - all our paddles are new and unused! Mr. W makes prototypes for testing but the item you receive is brand "spanking" new. However, if you would rather receive a paddle that has spanked me, or would like to work out a custom paddle/photo set, contact me at abby.schoolhouse@gmail.com. I love this idea and if you do too, let's make it happen. I get really happy when other people get excited by my butt. :-)</div>
Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-245549825968832662019-11-08T11:35:00.002-07:002019-11-08T11:35:46.089-07:00Follow FridayHappy Friday Fellow Spankos!<br />
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I finally made some new additions to the blogroll. As our little book and paddle shop grows, I'm really hoping I can make blogging a regular thing again. Send me your blog links, I am ages behind and still catching up!<br />
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A celebration of all things spanking with both fiction and features on those things closest to a spanko's heart - belts, butts, and more!<br />
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Home to the Oaks and Pines online school roleplay game! I am checking this out this weekend and you should too! Plus lots of sexy spanking and schoolgirl pics.<br />
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Send me your links, and don't forget to follow Mr. W and myself on Twitter. <b>Mr. W keeps giving away hardwood spanking paddles</b>, don't miss out on #freepaddlefriday! We'll be running a promo for my blog readers here soon too, so please keep checking back.<br />
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I know I have not been a reliable blogger, but it's been 12 years and I keep coming back. I'm so happy you amazing folks keep coming back too. Love you and thank you! Sometimes just knowing you're all out there, that we're all out in the world together, secret and separate but still connected, is what keeps me going.<br />
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<br />Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-50481326711106265232019-11-06T08:09:00.001-07:002019-11-06T08:09:24.143-07:00A #WhippyWednesday FantasyCraving spanking? Me too! Today only: <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/LittleRedBookshop?section_id=1">10% select spanking and bdsm novels at Little Red Bookshop!</a><br />
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I woke up wanting to take Mr. W over my knee and begin his day with a long, slow hand spanking. The kind that begins with a sting to both palm and buttocks but warms quickly even in the mid-autumn morning chill. I wanted to coax his bottom pink lovingly, firmly.<br />
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Once rouged, his backside would be ready for my bedside Auntie Abby paddle, this one in knotty alder, a perfect lighter weight hardwood to continue the work of my hand. It gets me, this paddle, and oh does it get him too. Each swat lands perfectly and in this fantasy, I imagine his legs straightening, ankles twisting as he adjusts to the next level of discipline. I hear him sigh in memory and fantasy; I am wet just from the memory of how wet I become when I spank him like this.<br />
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This is no punishment spanking. Each smack, progressively harder, is a reward for the day yet to come. I deliver a productive pain, the kind that can be stored, drawn upon, resourced for strength. I envision a moment later in the day - he is struck by a moment of doubt, an uncertainty in one thing or another. And then: the memory of the spanking, how beautifully he took all those strokes - he stands taller, his confidence returned.<br />
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Ours is not a power exchange but a power supercollider. The spanking is not a give and take, it is a multiplication of the core energies that drive us. It is our kink become nourishing substance, become the energy of our day.<br />
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Instead of this fantasy coming to fruition, it is only Wednesday and my employment sadly involves things other than Mr. W's backside, so off to work I went, only to find very little to do and plenty of time to fantasize. A blog post was born.<br />
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I also set up a little <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/LittleRedBookshop?section_id=1">Whippy Wednesday 10% sale on Little Red Bookshop</a>, so that I could feel connected to our fellow spankos. Thank you for swinging by my blog and maybe our shop too! This is such a huge piece of my heart between spanking and books, being able to share it with the kinky world means more than my little heart knows how to say.<br />
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Curious about the Knotty Alder Auntie Abby paddle? I'll be writing about it more so keep an eye out. <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/733591702/knotty-alder-auntie-paddle?ga_search_query=auntie&ref=shop_items_search_3&frs=1">Or check it out for yourself! </a><br />
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For now, I would love so much for you to visit our shop and check out the bookstore we've been building thiis past year and the beautiful paddles that Mr. W just launched today. Our <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/LittleRedBookshop">Little Red Bookshop</a> is truly representative of who we are, and we are so very excited to share what we love, discover, and create with you.</div>
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Oh my gosh folks, does this lazy entrepreneur need a spanking or what???<br />
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This is just one of the many stacks of books I haven't set up for <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/TheNaughtyAbbey">The Naughty Abbey</a>. That's right - I didn't get any of them set up this weekend! I needed some extra sleep and downtime - put your health first, my pervy peeps. I'm sorry I'm behind, though. I love sharing these incredible vintage books with you.<br />
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I did get a few nice swats this weekend, just not enough to keep me on track! Mr. W got in a few solid smacks to my bare wet butt after I came in from the pool (so stingy!!!) and later got me in the kitchen with a firm hand over my shorts. Those kitchen spanks felt ahhh-maaaay-zing but there weren't enough of them! I think I need to tell Mr. W that his Little Bookseller is in need of a Manager Daddy if she's going to keep selling books!<br />
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Here are this week's sale titles. Have fun poking around if you haven't been to my shop yet!<br />
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I've been working on my product photos for the Auntie Abby paddle. Here she is in mahogany. I want this piece to be my flagship wooden spanking toy, available in a variety of hardwoods. We're planning on mahogany, knotty alder, walnut, and maple, but we also collect unique hardwoods so you might see this pop up in monkey pod, purple heart, or even mango! Should we make it in soft wood too? Do you prefer your paddles in pine? Let us know in the comments!</div>
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Bruising from just a few whacks of a small walnut OTK paddle made by Mr. W.</div>
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Hi! I know I promised the Auntie Abby paddles would be ready last week, but I redesigned the hanging strap for them this weekend so now there will be leather and non-leather options. We also designed a thicker version for an Auntie and Uncle paddle set! Still trying to figure out product photos, it turns out I am a terrible photographer, lol!<br />
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First Place: <a href="https://www.etsy.com/your/shops/TheNaughtyAbbey/tools/listings/query:sleep/668091546">Sleep Around Sis</a></div>
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<a href="https://www.etsy.com/your/shops/TheNaughtyAbbey/tools/listings/713058065">The Whale - Large Knotty Alder Paddle by Mr. W</a></div>
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Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-19374015947664007192019-06-17T11:31:00.000-07:002019-06-18T08:36:36.692-07:00Updates from The Naughty Abbey<div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
So much going on at <u><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/TheNaughtyAbbey">The Naughty Abbey</a></u>, my <span style="color: #990000;">vintage erotica</span> and <span style="color: #990000;">hand-crafted spanking toy</span> shop!</div>
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Mr. W has opened a spanking toy shop. I'm learning product photography so I can feature his beautiful pieces on Etsy. As an introductory promo, check out these OTK paddles - in need of better photos but the paddles are incredible! So many more pieces on the way. </div>
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These over-the-knee hardwood paddles are 10" long with a 4.5" round flat spanking surface. Each paddle is approximately 7/8" thick for a deep thuddy smack. </div>
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<a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/711291337/knotty-alder-otk-spanking-paddle?ref=shop_home_active_2">Knotty Alder Over the Knee Spanking Paddle</a> - $30 with FREE US shipping</div>
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<a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/697480188/walnut-otk-spanking-paddle-handcrafted?ref=shop_home_active_1">Walnut OTK Over the Knee Spanking Paddle </a>- $35 with FREE US shipping</div>
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#1. <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/676580071/18-nsfw-sex-swap-camp-cougar-milf-adult">Sex Swap Camp</a></div>
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More titles for our Pride sale, a few Victorian erotica reprints (including a fantastic hot pink edition of The Pearl), and unique vintage gift ideas. Plus more paddles by Mr. W!!!<br />
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Schoolhouse Readers! I know I owe you many delicious posts featuring my spanking vignettes and ass-centric adventures.<br />
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In the meanwhile, check out the newest vintage adult books at The Naughty Abbey, both first edition first printing collectible novels featuring spanking and flagellation.<br />
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<br />Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-7879935240665431712019-05-04T08:27:00.000-07:002019-05-04T08:27:43.331-07:00Abby's Vintage Smutshop and Google Ate My Baby<b>Hello my fellow kinky folks!</b><br />
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<b>Check this out: I have a vintage pornographic bookstore! </b></h3>
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<a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/TheNaughtyAbbey">The Naughty Abbey Adult Bookshop (and Collectibles)</a></div>
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Back when Mr. W and I first met working at Barnes & Noble in Southern California, we discovered that we both enjoyed books by "Anonymous," mainly those delightful Grove Press and Blue Moon books published in the 1980's and 90's. One night, in retrospect one of our first dates, we went out driving around Los Angeles, hunting for the last remaining adult bookshops still selling actual adult books. Even in 2003, those titles were becoming hard to come by, and we only found them in one shop. More importantly, we found each other - in our stories as we drove from place to place, in our shared delight in the same pornography, the same kink! It was the night I knew he and I were opposite sides of the same book jacket and that we had a lifetime of literary projects ahead of us.<br />
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This past January, we decided to buy a large lot of adult books in order to start our own adult bookshop. All the titles are vintage, currently the online selection runs from the late 1960's through the late 1990's. We opened on Etsy for ease of use, and we are off and running! We've been working on bringing in more titles since then, and I have a lot of back stock to set up.<br />
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Of course we have spanking titles! A good bit of Grove Press and some Blue Moon, and I know I have more in back stock, including at least one Richard Manton. I am also enjoying getting to know the smorgasbord of kinks in some of the publishers I hadn't explored before now. Beeline Books are chock full of absolute nonsensical and delightful sex scenes ranging from masturbation to ... you name it. We have more taboo content than I was expecting, but it turns out it was extremely common! So yes! We have some pretty naughty stuff.<br />
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My book listings feature informational tidbits and my own descriptions. While I haven't all of the titles (though I do own some of them in duplicate), I am enjoying a light review process in order to provide kinky keywords, key plot elements, or observations about book elements I find particularly sexy or entertaining. This is also why it takes me so long to set up additional titles! But I love really SHARING these books with the world.<br />
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Shameless marketing: Free shipping in the US! And everything ships in discrete plain packaging from our LLC. Come check out my little bookshop, I am so gosh darn excited about it!<br />
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AND to add to the excitement, Mr. W has been making wood and leather spanking toys. I'm going to start listing some of the wood paddles in my shop as well. I'll let you know when those are up!<br />
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I discovered yesterday that Google had disabled my account and everything attached to it - including this blog! I didn't take it down. I just hadn't logged in, due to being super busy with life, work, and - powerlifting! I am a stronger, better, even sexier Abby. I finally feel good in my own skin. Anyhow, upon learning of Google's spaz, I fixed the issue and here I am. Sorry gang!Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-6580482641571183492019-02-13T17:14:00.003-07:002019-02-13T17:14:20.765-07:00Prelude to a Cream Pie (A Naughty Abby Vignette)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>This video is a snippet from my 41st birthday spanking, just last week! Not the same spanking as below, but is close enough, as it includes a hand spanking with a sjambok balanced on my bum.</i></div>
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I'd already left a creamy ring around the base of his cock by the time he moved me to the armchair with the intention of punishing me. I'd known it was coming, had tried to be ready for it, had tried since he'd texted me of my transgression the day before.<br />
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I'd been sitting at my desk at work when the message came through: "I need to have the kitchen wench severely whipped for forgetting my morning coffee!"<br />
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Alas, I was the kitchen wench in question, and I truly had forgotten his coffee! As I'd run around the house doing my usual 6 a.m. morning routine, I'd been distracted by Twitter, of all things. I proceeded to send a series of apologies and emojis, knowing two things for certain. One, he wasn't at all mad at me, and two, I definitely had that punishment coming anyway. Sure enough, he followed up with "It's really ok! I just wanted something fun to whip you for, and you provided!" Kissy lips. Mmm, a weekend whipping was on its way.<br />
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I climbed onto the chair, pressing the outside of each knee into the sides of the seat. I crossed my arms and rested them on the back of the chair, settling my chin into the backs of my hands. I arched, presenting my bottom.<br />
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He already had the sjambok in hand, the braided whip that alternately thuds into the muscle or stings across the surface of the flesh, depending on how he wields it. He has coaxed both low, rumbling waves of pleasure from my body with this leather beast, as well as weeping and welts. I'd been looking forward to this moment but suddenly wasn't sure if I had it in me to take a full punishment whipping, even for fun. My whisper hoarse, I told him, "I don't know if... I don't know what I'm up for."<br />
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"I know," he said. Without saying anything more, I knew he'd already taken my position, my trembling, and my wetness into account. I wasn't ready to say I was ready, but he knew I was without my saying it and I could sense his arm pull the whip back. A small nod of my head into my hands. The crack of the leather braid cut across the air sharply, breaking the silence, followed by a quick snap as the whip just barely flicked the naked skin of my ass.<br />
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It wasn't enough to howl about but I wanted to howl. Mr. W began a light but steady rhythm, the heavy braid landing at times more like a flexible cane when he choked up on his hold. The blows weren't hard, only consistent, only warming my backside from sit-spot to top-of-the-crack one stroke at a time. Despite the gentler strokes, it was hurting more than my birthday whipping. Maybe I just wasn't warmed up yet. Frustrated with myself, I tried to signal that I was ready for more.<br />
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He began to mix harder strokes into the mix, whippy strokes that cut into the inner curve of my ass cheek. They bit, and with those strokes I did begin to call out my pain. Each "Oh!" or "Ah!" seemed only to encourage the steadiness of Mr. W's lashes. Soon it felt as if the whip was dancing from cheek to cheek with quick sharp snaps, stinging and biting and inciting me to tears.<br />
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I was having trouble holding position and my body was doing a spastic twerk. I couldn't maintain the arch in my back and soon found myself free of the whip, collapsed over the back of the chair despite the punishment being quite minimal. Mr. W was giving me space to breathe.<br />
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"How are you doing?" he asked once I'd caught my breath. I shook my head. "Not great. Not as good as I want to be doing," I told him.<br />
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He stroked my back, my bottom. "You were doing great for long spaces and then it was like your body would give up. Then you were back at it, ready to go. What can I do for you?"<br />
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I didn't have to think. I knew I needed something to get over the hump in my own head, and I knew we were going to have to get closer than the sjambok allowed. "I need to cry. Will you spank me with your hand, Sir?" I asked. I wanted it. I wanted his hand burning my bottom, close, hot, and hard. I wanted it to hurt and I wanted to get past whatever was keeping me from fully enjoying the punishment up to now.<br />
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I was already in the mindset that my spanking was causing me pain. As his hand began to smack me, quick sharp spanks back and forth, I found my tears quickly.<br />
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What was bothering me? Smack, slap, smack, smack - I could feel my cheeks wobbling in time with the spanking. I did so well for my birthday spanking. Why couldn't I do it now? "Ow!" Sob. "Ow!" More sobbing. "Owwwwww!" All the tears burst forth.<br />
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The spanking didn't stop as I relived the last two days. We'd laughed about forgetting the coffee; the pain and tears were not contrition, it wasn't that. Work had ended on a positive note on Friday, I wasn't processing any stress there. For our primary weekend activity, we'd been working on the Etsy store, setting up naughty books for our smut shop. Visions of extreme sexual scenarios danced through my head, and yet I was still crying and he was still spanking me and I was still trying to find a way to enjoy it.<br />
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His hand was firm, his palm curved to the shape of my ass cheek. Grabbing, slapping, smacking, turning me tender, each smack landing with a fire brighter than the last, his full attention on giving me what I'd asked for. Giving me the spanking I'd craved, the spanking I hadn't had to beg for, but would have. Then -<br />
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<i>That's it, that's it. More please. Closer, faster, harder, I don't want the whip or the strap or the paddle or the cane, just your hand, Sir, just your hand, Daddy, yes please keep spanking me don't let me go don't turn away just you and my bottom, please, Sir -</i><br />
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I felt the arch return to my back vertebrae by vertebrae. My ass pushed back, greeting Mr. W's hand with greed. "Ooh, yes please Daddy, please spank me," I whispered, all my flirty filthiness back in force.<br />
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Later, Mr. W would tell me that it was a visible process that began in my shoulders and worked its way down my body, releasing the tension and unlocking my head. From the inside, it was a distinct shift, a place of pain turned quite literally to pleasure as the realization came to me that I'd been <i>missing </i>Mr. W. We'd been working together all day but not fully interacting. Sharing surface thoughts but not digging deep. We'd been so busy that even though we'd spent the day together, I hadn't felt him with me until he'd taken my hand-spanking to heart and let me have it. Connected, our skin warmed to the same heat, here he was with me. The shift in my head was from loneliness to feeling loved.<br />
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Fortunately for Mr. W, I don't get romantic when I feel loved. I get dirty.<br />
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The tears disappeared without my trying to end them. The sobbing became sighs of encouragement. "Yes, yes," I whispered, in case he hadn't noticed the shift. I arched deeper, presenting my body for whatever might be next on the agenda. I knew what I wanted, though. One of the books I'd been reviewing had an especially naughty scene that had stuck with me. All I had to do was say one particular magic word one more time so he'd know what I wanted, too.<br />
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Thank god he saw how wet I was again. I was clearly ready to move on from the spanking and so was he. With his hands on my hips, my lower back, he held me in place as he rested the head of his cock just at the dripping opening of my pussy. "I feel so little beneath you," I said, keeping my voice as small as I wanted to feel. "Daddy."<br />
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"Yeah?" His breath was rough. I was too wet. He was slipping inside me.<br />
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My voice even smaller: "Oh. Oh! <i>Daddy</i>..."<br />
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He knew what I wanted. He held tightly to my hips and pulled me back onto him like a glove he wanted to ruin. "Yeah, that's it, baby,"he growled close to my ear. "Take it for Daddy. That's it."<br />
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Scene-wise, that was all we needed. I bit the back of the leather chair and he let me have it, a pounding for my pussy but a salve for my mind. I was at peace in this place of being possessed. Throbbing waves threatened to break the spell and return me to womanhood, but:<br />
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"Oh, Sir. Oh Daddy! I feel like my tight little hole is going to burst all over you. Oh! Please, please. It's so much!"<br />
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We came together, collapsing in a gasping pile of trembling limbs. "Dear god you are incredible," Mr. W sighed into my skin. "Mmmmm, thank you Daddy," I purred, snuggling back against him. "Thank you for my spanking. My fucking. I needed you."<br />
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He helped me stand and held me steady. I looked down and saw the creamy emulsion my body had left on his. I grinned, remembering what was in the kitchen, feeling like a little girl all over again. "We have lemon cream pie!"<br />
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Mr. W's blue eyes sparkled. "Go get me some pie, little girl," he laughed.<br />
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"Yes, Sir!" Naked, sated, barely dripping any longer, I skipped off to the kitchen for pie.<br />
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I hope you're following me on Twitter! I'm on there daily and am generally happy to interact. Plus I post pics of my butt there ALL the time. <a href="https://twitter.com/AbbyW2007">@AbbyW2007</a>Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-43258803589106739652019-01-31T05:50:00.000-07:002019-01-31T05:50:07.579-07:00Throwback Thursday - My Favorite Belting<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's #ThrowbackThursday again - i.e. I'm up early enough to snip a little low-def video from another Naughty Abby Spanking Video, 2008's "Time for the Belt." This is the same clip I'm posting to Twitter, but....<br />
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Check out the original post <a href="https://thelittleredschoolhouse.blogspot.com/2008/03/doctor-when_16.html">Doctor When?</a> for what I thought about this video at the time, and a not very well-hidden treasure if you enjoyed the 30-second clip. Fun Fact: Even in 2008 there was still some question as to whether spankings on film were "real," as I reference something about that in the post. Good thing we've all become porn stars since then and we all know that what we're doing on film is what we're doing in real life. And having fun doing it!<br />
<br />Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-27573543033947885342019-01-30T12:18:00.001-07:002019-01-30T12:19:18.855-07:00Hello, Voyeur<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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After a lifetime of writing and talking about spanking and sex, after more than a decade of posting pics to show off my ass, whether a blank canvas or a masterpiece of markings and a glimpse of drippy wet naughty bits, I announced bravely from the privacy of the bathtub to Mr. W, “I’m finally saying it. I’m an exhibitonist, and obviously a voyeur too. I’m owning it. This is me.”
Duh. It was a little anticlimactic.
I’ve always know that I wanted to stand out, and I’ve always wanted to connect with others over kink. Most of my life, I haven’t allowed myself to do so, but it’s been engrained from the start.
I have new readers, so many of you haven’t heard my stories of sitting around with friends and neighborhood kids at my yellow and orange Playskool plastic picnic table, asking them to tell me about their spankings. Most would, eager to share their experiences. We were kids, so it was hand spankings, mom’s wooden spoons, and the very rare and shocking daddy’s belt. Boy did I wonder about that last one, it sounded so mean and intense. Sometimes we moved on before it was my turn and I was relieved, or if we got to me I’d make something up. I’d never been spanked. All I had were their real life experiences and my fantasies about them. All these kids really knew about me regarding spanking was that I was fascinated, perhaps obsessed.
As just an innocent seven year old, I was given a lead role in the annual second grade Thanksgiving play, which was always a big deal in my school. I was cast as Mother in “Back to the Future at the Garrison House.” It was 1985 and “Back to the Future” had been the hit movie that summer, so naturally, our play was about time-traveling to the 17th century. Wild West my butt, Back to the Future III. We did it first and we took it farther back.
In my colonial New England town, we had two historical buildings that were named for what they were - The Little Red Schoolhouse and The Garrison House. Later in town history, we built a ginger ale factory and named it after the town - Chelmsford Ginger Ale. Pilgrims - not great with making ginger ale or at naming things, considering the town name itself is a town in England, as are pretty much all the other townnames in Massachusetts, except for those with Native American origins.
One thing about growing up in a colonial town with colonial events and “growing up colonial” history lessons is that you can’t avoid corporal punishment, especially when talking about school or how children should behave at home. I already knew from children’s literature that spanking was to be expected as a part of life - who didn’t want to be whipped by Pa’s strap in “Little House in the Big Woods,” or take a turn as “The Whipping Boy?” Then I had my friends and neighbors confirming my suspicions. Spanking was already everywhere for this little bookworm and schoolgirl voyeur. So what’s a girl to do when she finds out she’s playing a Pilgrim Mama and this is her big line in the school play?
“GET TO BED CHILDREN, OR IT WILL BE THE SWITCH FOR YOU!!!”
I had to say this to my friends, my classmates! In my black and white pilgrim dress and bonnett, clapping my hands after the line to indicate the sound of impending smacking. I knew what a switch was, knew it was birch, knew my children would have had to go outside and cut the branch themselves.
I get shivers remembering, and I get shivers telling you about it now. As I begin to explore switching and femdom, I feel like that little girl all over again, wanting so desperately to be spanked, standing up in front of the world and saying the opposite, knowing deep down it’s just as true.
Ever since that play, when I felt exposed to but not actually seen by my school, my teachers, and my family, I have wanted nothing more than to be exposed and seen daily. I think I’ve been screaming since I was seven, “Will someone please see me for who I truly am?”
I grew up smart and weird, polite and awkward, fitting in everywhere and nowhere. I found boyfriends to play at play spanking by the time I was an older teen, but until Mr. W, I never did feel fully seen. Once we’d played, I also knew I’d never been fully spanked until he came along.
My life since then has been figuring out just how much a person needs to be seen. How much I need to be seen. Is one person knowing who you truly are enough? Can you live a life doing your best impersonation of yourself, and every now and again you get to be the complete you, only to tuck her away again, polite and tidy? Your friends might have a little piece, the internet might have a little anonymous piece, your family probably doesn’t know a damn thing about you. Do you even know yourself, if you spend so little time with the real you?
Over the course of adulthood, I stopped knowing myself, and eventually lost myself completely. No, I didn’t just stop knowing myself - I hated the me I thought I was. Every now and again I’d pop out and how up here on the blog, but it got to the point where even Mr. W wasn’t getting to see the me that any of us know and love. Fortunately, when I feel good, I really love myself and I think I have an absolute treasure trove of knowledge, passion, compassion, and enthusiasm to share here, in the world of kink, and in the world at large. That is why it still feels powerful to say that three years ago, I started myself on a path to get myself back, which began with five days in a behavioral health facility (a mental hospital) in January 2016. It has been an absolute fight to be the me who writes this today, but here I am, about to turn forty-one, and for the first time, more than ever in my life, I feel seen on a daily basis. Most importantly, I see and love myself. Every. Single. Day.
Mr. W has loved every version of me because he knows that it’s always been me on the inside. I can finally look back on my life and love every version of me too, because whether I’ve been in hibernation, incubation, or secret old spanking videos, it’s all led to now, Abby standing on her little red soapbox, announcing this, that, and the other thing. I’m publishing this! I’m selling that! I’m getting spanked! I’m writing smut! And here’s my butt!
Hello, Voyeur. I’m Abby, Exhibitionist. Voyeur. Spanko. Monogamous kink player. Erotica writer. Vintage smut librarian and purveyor of filth. Ass worshipper and worshippee. Goddess. Seven year old Abby was ashamed and embarrassed of listening to her school friends’ spanking stories and threatening to thrash them on stage. Forty-one year old Abby is proud and literally aroused to say the world is her stage and she is ready to be its star. That’s how good it feels to say this to anyone willing to listen/read/watch/experience. I am so happy you’re here. I couldn’t do any of this without you.
I definitely couldn’t have made it here without Mr. W. I love you more than anything, Mister. Thank you for walking beside me when we are balanced, carrying me when I fall, and celebrating me when I rise. I wouldn’t have anywhere near as sexy a story to tell without you.</span></span></div>
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With plans only to tease, delight, and explore, I took Mr. W over my lap on Saturday night. I was on the bed, propped up with pillows behind me. He lay across my legs, head on my left, bottom directly before me, bare cock pressed to the tops of my thighs.<br />
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I ran my left hand up and down his back, taking moments to massage the areas I know are always most sore, while massaging his glutes with my right. Despite knowing he wanted all my attention on his bottom, I took breaks to reach over with both hands to knead his shoulders and run my knuckles alongside his spine, gently pressing out the tightness and discomfort of a long day working at the computer. His back needed the attention as much as his butt and I was taking care of him, whether he liked it or not.<br />
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Eventually, though, I couldn't resist the sweet little globes he was presenting to me and I began to playfully tap his cheeks with a series of tiny little smacks to each side. Three in a row, taptaptap! Each side would get a few rounds of those, then rubs. Four in a row, tap-tap-taptap! A couple rounds, and more rubs and loves. All the way up to rounds of six little spanks to each cheek.<br />
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The playful smacks weren't even enough to turn him pink but he'd done well, keeping his bottom up and centered, letting me explore without wiggling, letting me smack him at all -<br />
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- after all, am I not usually the bottom in all this? Isn't it usually my butt getting the spanks, and much harder ones at that? Dear Reader, you are not alone in your surprise and possible wonderment at this scene as it plays out (unless you read <a href="https://thelittleredschoolhouse.blogspot.com/2019/01/rosy-reset-button.html">Rosy Reset Button</a> the other day, in which case you might have guessed round two was coming).<br />
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We are exploring different roles in our play. I am exploring the idea of femdom, especially "gentle femdom," (#gdf) which I will write more about as I work through countless new feelings and fantasies. I am going through a sexual Renaissance of a sort. Everything is new and exciting and I suddenly really want to spank Mr. W, to enjoy him worshiping me and my body, and to honor him equally but in a new power relationship during sex play.<br />
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Since he'd done so well with the initial playful smacks, I wanted to give him a reward. I began to massage that most sensitive spot between his cheeks, rubbing tiny circles to coax the the tight wrinkly hole open. I leaned forward and kissed the top of his crack sloppily, letting a pool of saliva gather, then rubbing it down the length of the crack and using it to lubricate just the tip of my index finger.<br />
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As I pressed against the spot, he moaned and arched, letting me in. A careful visitor, I continued to circle and tease him, allowing his body to take me in rather than force my way, and soon he'd taken the full length of the finger inside his body. With my left hand squeezing his ass cheeks, I slowly and gently allowed the finger to continue the massage from the inside.<br />
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After a short time, I pulled out and asked him if he was ready for me to spank him again. "Are you ready for more spanking?" I asked. "You can earn another round of those touches."<br />
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"Yes please," he answered from his throat, his voice deep, barely audible, evidently lustful.<br />
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"A little harder this time?"<br />
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"Yes please," he said again.<br />
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I didn't want to just go at it and make him hurt. I wanted to build up a nice, warm, buzzy sensation. I began with single smacks to the curve of the bottom of each cheek, upward strokes allowing my palm to land right in that sweet spot then glide in a quick light glide over the rest of his ass. Smack and feathery tease. Back and forth I spanked, building a little warmth, a little pink, and when my hand began to feel a little warm too I rubbed his bottom vigorously. "Well done, well done," I whispered.<br />
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After I few moments to assure any sting remaining from the skin-to-skin contact had abated, I returned to the rhythm, smacking a fraction harder and leaving out the feathery touches. It wasn't hard, but in that moment I was spanking him and it felt incredible. He was under my power and he was trembling with pleasure. Endorphins and dopamine flowed. Back and forth, my hand found its happy home again and again. I found myself fantasizing about moving to a chair and taking him back over my lap, small paddle in hand, to continue the spanking and take him to the next sensory level.<br />
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Once again, when the light sting of his flesh against my palm signaled that he had warmed satisfactorily, I ceased spanking and rubbed, massaged, and kissed the whole - and the hole - of his backside. Salivating against the now not-so-tight little button, I murmured with my mouth full, "Ready?" Soon I had him gently but nonetheless impaled again on my index finger, sliding it in easily, crooking the tip of my finger to massage his prostate. "That's it," I whispered, encouraging him to melt into me loving him. "That's it, you beautiful man."<br />
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I was so ready for him to be inside me, but this time was for him. I made no move to change things up, but soon he indicated he was ready to change positions. As much as I wanted to keep playing with his ass, I hoped he was ready to fuck.<br />
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If you did read Rosy Reset Button, you'll know that this is my second time this past week attempting to allow myself to be "in charge" while giving Mr. W sensual attention. I may be exploring the idea of femdom, but I'm starting with just putting the focus on him, the same way he puts the focus on me when he is spanking and dominating me, and also giving myself permission to guide the scene. In Rosy Reset Button, we hadn't set the nature of our playtime first so he didn't realize that I was viewing myself as in charge. This time, I had thought the parameters were in place just by the act of what we'd been doing, but our usual personas showed up and created some awkward confusion.<br />
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I like to share even the sexy scenes that go awry because we are all human, and sometimes things go wrong when we're naked. It doesn't mean WE are wrong, or bad, or failures. It's easy to attach shame to our self-view when we don't get sex right, but the truth is, really great sex is a little bit lucky timing, a little skill, and an absolute ton of self knowledge. We can learn about ourselves and our partners by practicing, and what better activity to have to practice than sex?<br />
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As he got up, he leaned forward and kissed me between the legs. It seemed exactly the right act for him to fall into next and I opened my legs for further pussy-licking attention. At the same time, he realized just how dripping wet I was. A wet spot had formed where I'd been sitting with him over my lap. A large, wet, ready for it right now wet spot. My juices, before he went down to kiss me, had webbed my thighs.<br />
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"Young lady!" he admonished. He stopped kissing my clit and pulled back into a sitting position. Then he smacked that wet pussy! It was fucking hot. My pussy throbbed and it was probably a visible clench and release. He smacked it again, then again. It all happened very quickly and as soon as I was beyond aroused my brain kicked in. "Hey lady, weren't you in charge a moment ago?" My brain demanded explanation even as Mr. W began slapping the insides of my thighs.<br />
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I was so very wet at having spanked Mr. W, even lightly, even for play, and now all the control had been wrenched from my hands. The hands that had been powerful one moment were now pushed away from protecting my thighs. "How dare you get so wet, so aroused?" Mr. W, the character, wanted to know. I was his naughty little girl, the scene and relationship so familiar. Maybe he was my Daddy, punishing me for my lasciviousness. Maybe he was my Sir, in control of my body and I was aroused without permission. One thing I was NOT was a domme.<br />
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I burst into tears.<br />
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Crying after a spanking is pretty normal, and something I've done a gazillion times. Are you supposed to cry when you're the spanker though? And when you've barely done any spanking? I thought not.<br />
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I had thought myself the great protector and sexy sensual guide. Next thing you know, Mr. W has his arms tightly around me, he's leaned forward, his weight on my torso, his head on my shoulder, his breath as he pulls me close on my neck, my chin, my cheek, my ear. "I've got you," he whispered. As he always does when I need him, once I feel lost and unstable. "I've got you."<br />
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We talked then. I had a chance to explain that I'd been feeling really good and proud of myself, taking charge, trying something new with confidence, only to internalize the chastisement of the pussy and thigh slapping as a sign that me wanting to dominant him, even in play, was bad and a punishable offense. I felt tricked. I didn't feel that he had played me. It felt like the universe had teased me with strength and then took it all away.<br />
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"God no!" he answered. "You were so incredibly wet. Did you see this puddle?" He made me look at the spot soaked through the sheet. "You were that wet from touching and spanking <i>me</i>. It was so fucking hot. I just went for it." I was not in trouble with him or the universe after all.<br />
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We talked and laughed. We didn't get back to sex that night, favoring instead the connection we found emotionally and mentally afterward my tears. Mr. W has always been my top and switching to spanking and punishing me during sex was normal for him in that moment, so when he was turned on by how turned on I was, it just came naturally. Meanwhile, I'm trying something new and am learning that until it comes as second nature - as whipping my thighs and pussy does for Mr. W - I'm going to need to set up what I want for the scene ahead of time, which is advice I would give to anyone just exploring a new kink.<br />
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And in really fantastic news, now we know just how much spanking Mr. W seriously turns me on. Now I need to practice.<br />
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<br />Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-43762972538095071782019-01-19T09:55:00.002-07:002019-01-19T09:55:13.593-07:00The Way We Play - Erotic Spanking Vignettes by N. Abby Williams<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Everybody, I did it! For ages I've been meaning to put together a collection of some of my favorite blog posts and release a collection that captures both the sexiness and the love that Mr. W and I put into our relationship and TTWD.<br />
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I've released it on Amazon for $1.49 as the first title from my very own spanking publishing house, TLRS Press. You can expect new never-before-read works from me soon. Someday, I hope to be publishing you as well!<br />
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These are the 12 posts included in <b>The Way We Play</b>, with links to the original posts. Take a free preview or read them all. If you choose to buy the collection on Amazon, I truly appreciate your patronage. Your support means more spanking goodness to come!<br />
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<a href="https://thelittleredschoolhouse.blogspot.com/2007/12/core_5.html">Core</a></div>
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Caught Wet Handed (sorry, can't find the original link)</div>
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<a href="https://thelittleredschoolhouse.blogspot.com/2016/02/a-thief-of-hearts-and-apples_7.html">Discomfort Me With Apples</a></div>
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<a href="https://thelittleredschoolhouse.blogspot.com/2016/01/light_27.html">Light</a></div>
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<a href="https://thelittleredschoolhouse.blogspot.com/2008/03/that-what-i-get_11.html">That's What I Get</a></div>
Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-60943813974696958192019-01-17T06:21:00.003-07:002019-01-17T06:21:46.547-07:00Throwback Thursday Hand Tawsing<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello spankos! I pulled this short hand tawsing out of the Naughty Abby archives last night so I could post it to Twitter for <a href="https://mccustoms.co.uk/">MC Customs</a>, maker of fine leather tawses, straps, and paddles. This snippet is from "Please Not My Hands," starring Abby, Mr. W, and a heavy tawse we bought for Christmas in 2007 from MC Customs. This video is from spring 2008, happy #throwbackthursday!<br />
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Let me know if you like these throwbacks, I'd be happy to grab a few more short scenes from the archive to post here - spanking, caning, strapping - let me know what you'd like to see in the comments! You can also message me on Twitter <a href="https://twitter.com/AbbyW2007">@AbbyW2007</a>, or email me at abby.schoolhouse@gmail.com. :-)<br />
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I'd also like to take this moment to encourage everyone to watch the <i><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Episode-1/dp/B07CBM7L2N/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1547731235&sr=8-1&keywords=picnic+at+hanging+rock">Picnic at Hanging Rock</a></i> miniseries on Amazon Prime, starring my beloved Natalie Dormer from The Tudors. (I'm not an Amazon affiliate, I just really enjoyed it and want everyone to check it out.) The series is luscious and dark, punishment and eroticism around every corner. A few weeks back, we enjoyed quite the sexually charged weekend watching it naked in bed. From a fetish standpoint, I would say this is for the schoolgirls crowd. However, it was also a beautifully told and gorgeously filmed piece of art and a compelling mystery.Abby Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07687571882406267404noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2064946335002390530.post-48435916919717173142019-01-15T11:53:00.002-07:002019-01-15T11:53:48.648-07:00Rosy Reset ButtonLast night, lying in bed exhausted after an unexpected romp with Mr. W, both of us well-medicated and fighting the flu but apparently also horny as hell, I felt giddy. I told him, "I feel like I'm going through puberty again, or I'm a teenager again, or, I don't know. I'm getting turned on by new and different things. I'm having new sensations. It's exciting."<div>
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I've found new delights as I build my Twitter feed. I've found myself turned on by things I had not considered, or things I had turned away from in the past. Everything feels new and sexy now; the orgasms are mine for the taking. I am so grateful to the community and to the individuals who are opening my eyes, even after a life of quiet devotion to sex and kink.</div>
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We've been talking about switching, something we've very lightly danced around before but never really tried. Now feels right. I've never been more comfortable in my body. I feel strong, I am a goddess and a warrior. I feel like I can channel this intensely feminine power into delivering fleshly delights to Mr. W's body and ecstasy throughout his mind, once I understand how to play his body as he plays mine.</div>
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If we'd been healthier, last night could have been the night. As it was, I couldn't resist asking him to lie across my lap as we watched <i>Ripper Street </i>on Netflix, a new favorite. I just meant to relax him, run my hands up and down his back, massage his bottom and the tops of his thighs. I'd spend long minutes running my short nails lightly across his backside, hip to hip, dipping into the crack for extra scritchy-scratches, teasing his skin then massaging deeply into the muscle, grabbing hold of each beautiful buttock at its root, kneading the flesh to coax out any lingering tightness. I just wanted him to be jelly over my lap, so he could rest and not get this flu bug as badly as I did.</div>
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Instead, his cock refused to go gently into our good night, so insistent was its firm knocking against the tops of my thighs that eventually I could not ignore its rapping.</div>
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He rolled off me and laid on his back, his ready cock an invitation. I climbed aboard, already so wet that he slid in with almost no friction. I began to grind and he was all mine for a moment. Then, my Daddy said something to his Naughty Daughter, except I hadn't had those characters in mind and it threw me off and I lost my rhythm. We've been pretty consistently playing with the Daddy thing lately, really having fun with it, I will be sharing more of that as well, don't you worry, but I was just in a different mental space last night and I was in charge - until I wasn't.</div>
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Mind you, this was two loving married sick people trying to make each other happy and relaxed before getting a good night's rest. I realized that both of us were trying to be in charge to take care of the other one. It wasn't a roleplay crisis, no communication breakdowns here. Just two people doing their best to be sexy for the other. He takes such incredible care of me. I'm really looking forward to a day in the near future when I get to tell him that I'm taking charge, and then I do. </div>
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I stood up and invited him to the space at the end of the bed. I spread my legs wide and put my hands on the floor in front of me. "Why don't you press that rosy little reset button back there?" I said, wiggling my butt back and forth in front of him. I wasn't sure if he'd take that as in invitation to play with my asshole or smack my ass, but as should have been expected, he took it as an invitation to both.</div>
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A few good hard spanks to each cheek and an index finger deep inside my asshole later, we were back to fucking, deep and hard and soon I was bending forward into my knees and elbows, animalistically taking his cock from behind. I felt like a tigress about to burst forth from my own skin and I came hard and hard again, a guttural growl deep in my throat turning into a nice sexy cough as we finished.</div>
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I am going to warm that man up to a gorgeous pink and then drive his senses into overload with his first real spanking from his Wife and Mistress, Mrs. W. But until then, I am so glad this little Abby has her Mr. W, her husband, her Daddy, her best friend in this amazing smutty life to care of her. </div>
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