A lovely person who comes to play with me sometimes, Mr M, commented in our fabulously fun session on Friday that I seem to only update immediately after he's come to see me.
Naturally, therefore, I felt compelled to leave it a couple of nights and see if it threw him. ;)

Yes, for those of you who asked, I made it round the 5K without death actually occurring. In fact, I did very nearly keel over in the last Kilometer due to various health issues, but carried on walking, and still finished in just under 30 mins, so presumably did the first 4K at a ridiculous pace. Nonetheless, I finished it with a sprint, and then spent 30 minutes trying to regain any feeling in my feet or ankles, which had gone completely numb. Handy!





So yes... Anyway. Last week I was lucky enough to shoot for the team at Strict Miss, and was actually quite delighted when my hapless victim turned up for one set wearing the most wonderful blue striped pyjamas.





It was like battering Andy Pandy. Wicked! (I never did like Andy Pandy. Can you tell? Suddenly a whole new idea has entered my bizarre little head for Looby Loo spanking Andy Pandy. I'm sure Northern Spanking would never even consider something like that though. It'd just be silly!...)





I obviously just gave him a gentle handspanking, for, as a woman, I am quite a wuss. I was actually being pretty nice in these - some of the films we made I was a bit less nice. Like in the short sharp shock kind of film of six of the best in which I was wearing the sort of outfit I couldn't even begin to think of wearing to actually go riding...


Seems to be pretty effective visually though!

In other World Domination Attempts, I've been on Spanking Server again recently, in a spanking from Peter over some cake. I think.



I love the pics they took of us. The lighting is just so different to everywhere else I've shot and gives both myself and Pandora eerie, uber-blue eyes.



After the experiences on the Spanking Machine, I was foolishly expecting a hand spanking might be a bit less intense, but as you can see, it was actually quite a hard one. Peter was giving it so hard in this clip that he ended up sweating buckets afterwards. I'm sure Ms Blake was delighted he was exhausted shortly before shooting her spanking clip! :D



It's a tricky business of concentrating, this modelling lark. ;)


I sometimes get asked if, as a model, I ever sit down to watch my films. The short answer is yes. I especially like to see ones from a little while ago that I've forgotten a little - I wrote recently about the hair flicking scene in Northern Spanking's Chemistry, but actually didn't watch the rest of the film.



It's... really quite something. It's not a punishment film, so those of you who want to see me sobbing and begging for mercy should go elsewhere, but it's one of the films in which I've done rather more erotic reactions, and is purposefully quite cheesy in places. I come out with lines that I didn't even know I knew. Genius.
It works though, and there's some gorgeous imagery.



Like that. Mmmm, ass. Oh, hang on, that's a bit narcissistic, isn't it?

In the same evening (Myself and my sister with vodka tonics and olives, if you must know. Laughing rather a lot) I watched a recent film, Maison Amelia. In a bid to obtain a stereotypical portrayal of an Essex hair salon, Lucy actually researched, and found that a frightening proportion of small town hairdressers in Essex have the prefix "Maison." I love it.

This film was also awesome in that long-suffering, most-hated-man-on-the-internet, George-Clooney-lookalike, Stephen Lewis, actually allowed a couple of spanking models to take pot-shot chunks out of his barnet. For real.



Brave or foolish. You decide...




After dealing with the ditzy do'-destroyer, Syra, (including using the spray to an inspired advantage!) Amelia offers to fix Mr Lewis' bonce with a fabulous directional cut. We're not sure which direction that would be...



Then of course the spankee of the year 2008 ( Officially ) gets her behind thoroughly tanned as well.


Right, that's your lot for now. We're getting so much sun here in London that I'm quite puddled, so sleep beckons.

xx