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Are you alive? Still spanking? Still writing?

Yes, to all of those things! I’ve actually been focusing on writing more conventional fiction/creative non-fiction lately. I’ve had some luck with publication, which is cool. I pretty much just write kinky stuff for my girlfriend now, as the kinky Ghostbusters community has dispersed quite a bit. I’ll still update my fic periodically, usually for her birthday or some other occasion. 

But I’m always open to prompts and ideas. And at some point I’d like to blog more consistently about spanking and all that fun stuff. 

If anyone wants to connect outside of Tumblr, shoot me a message. We can be Instagram pals or something. 

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I miss u

I miss being on here! I’m truly the worst at social media. Holy shit. 

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@imhereforholtz was in need of some top!Zelda, so I wrote this little drabble (and a continuation with Erin and Holtz) for her.

I thought some of you might enjoy it too.

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So so pretty!!

Throwback to that time @tenureisfordudes got this really really mean stick to spank me with. It leaves the prettiest welts upon impact though, as you can see on ½ of my butt. 🤓

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If you have a spanking kink and like Gillian Anderson, give this a read.

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Oh my God, I cannot believe how long I’ve been away/how many messages I’ve ignored. Sorry ya’ll! Lyme disease has been kicking my ass since July, and I’ve got a new boss who is stressing me the fuck out (though @imhereforholtz thinks I should be significantly less stressed about him than I am). 

I am alive. Very much so!

My time with imhereforholtz was amazing. I was not well for a lot of it and still had an incredible time, which says a lot about how she makes me feel. I promise I’ll write about some of our adventures at some point. If anyone has suggestions for a sexier word/phrase for “butt plug,” before I do, please educate me.

No threesome. Yet. But I can now say that I’ve spanked her in three different countries, so that is beautiful. 

I’m about to post a tiny “The Fall” fic that I wrote for her...so I have done a little writing! 

That’s all for now. 

How you all?

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And what did customs say? 🤠🤠

I made it through without issue! And then had nine glorious days with @imhereforholtz on her home turf. 

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This will be a great conversation piece in customs.

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fucking christ I am sobbing

“If the men find out we can shapeshift, they’re going to tell the church!“

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Mom: I found you a lesbian movie. What does Duck Butter mean?

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Favourite fictional couple can I cheat and ask a wow pairing? and favourite fictional universe? Also definitely agree re. Victoria from The Man from UNCLE. She is HOT.

As far an canon couples, I'll always have a soft spot for Willow and Tara. I'm in that rare minority of people who like Piper, so Piper/Alex is a another big one for me. I'll also never get over the Stella/Reed kiss on The Fall. As far as fictional universe, it is cliche, but Harry Potter. The novel version of Practical Magic is great too. I have a witch thing.

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Another Drabble

Written for @imhereforholtz, in which I imagine her getting herself into trouble. 

Let's perform some mental gymnastics and pretend that you were with me at the show tonight.

I think the trouble would've started before we took our seats, when a patron approached me to tell me how much they enjoyed my performance, years ago, in the Wizard of Oz.

"You were just so believable as a really young girl. I guess it helps that you are so tiny."

I feel you smirking next to me.

"Thanks, we're just going to find our seats."

I'm sure you can fill in what you'd say as we walk up to the balcony.

I let you go on for a while, rolling my eyes and changing the subject, until the lights go down.

The melodrama onstage doesn't stop you.

"Mary is just an itty bitty thing," a character says.

"Not as tiny as you," you whisper in my ear.

"My daughter is ten years old," a different character says, later.

"Oh, a role for you," you giggle.

"Make one more comment," I hiss.

You do, of course, when an oversized armchair is pushed onstage.

"Your little feet wouldn't touch the floor."

I reach over and grasp your wrist.

Brat activated. You try to yank it away, but I hold on tight. You sigh and slump in your seat.

The moment the lights are up, I pull you up to your feet and back down the stairs.

I still have the key to the scene shop on my keychain--and I know no one is in it now, as my father and the other techies are currently running the show.

I drag your confused form through the lobby and back into the secluded shop, turning on the lights and locking the door behind me.

"We have to watch the second act," you try.

"Intermission is fifteen minutes, plus a casual five minute performance by some cowboys. I have plenty of time to make you very sorry, pretty girl."

"This is such an overreaction! And someone might come in!" "Everyone who has a key is occupied."

I pull a sawhorse away from the wall, placing it in the center of the room.

"Pants off and underwear off," I say.

"No way," you fold your arms and jut your chin out, eyes rolled up towards the ceiling.

I yank you towards me by your elbow, undoing the button on your pants.

"There are plenty of pieces of thuddy wood in here that I can use to paddle your ass if you choose not to cooperate."

You stand there, pants at your ankles, pouting.

I pull your underwear down.

"Jess," you say softly, all of this becoming real.

"Step out of those, and straddle the saw horse."

You untangle yourself from the fabric around your ankles.

"How?" You ask with an air of petulance.

I help you over the sawhorse and into the position I want (like this: https://goo.gl/images/jKZW8B ).

I grab a thin bamboo stick--used for scenic painting--from a vase of sticks just like it.

"We've had this conversation so many times, buttercup," I tap the stick against your ass, "let's skip the warm up."

I bring the stick across your ass.

I know what it feels like.

Years ago, I stole one from the theater try with my girlfriend. Our games were light, but we both felt the stingy, switchy snap of the bamboo.

It leaves a red welt, and you whimper, surprised by the sharpness of the pain.

I deliver ten hard, fast strokes, whipping it down by snapping my wrist quickly.

You wiggle.

You wiggle harder when I deliver a stroke to your thighs.

"Another ten, baby," I say, "and then we are done." "It stings," you grip the legs of the sawhorse.

"I know," I say, not totally unsympathetic.

The last strokes are harder than before, but slow--except for the final two, which I bring down in fast succession.

I put the bamboo stick back, and stop to admire the way you look: ass striped and legs parted around the sawhorse.

I touch you.

Your clit first, and then I push two fingers inside.

I don't tell you that I plan to bring you back here to fuck you like this after the show.

I just slip my fingers out and tell you to get dressed.

We head back up to the theater's balcony, where I lead you, not to the renovated padded seats in the first two rows, but to the hard wooden chairs towards the back.

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Oh and also, favourite song or songs? I know this can be a hard one, so just songs that you really love right now?

I'm currently addicted to Prince Johnny by St. Vincent, Life on Mars by David Bowie, and Rebel Girl by Bikini Kill.

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Favourite fictional villain and favourite fictional TV show please.

My favorite villain is Nurse Ratched from One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest. Scar from The Lion King is a close second. I’m also hella attracted to Victoria from The Man from U.N.C.L.E.

X-Files and Buffy tie for my favorite show.

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I’m visiting my parents, and this is where I had my first female kiss. Soaking wet and freezing after running through the water further downstream. “That’s what that is supposed to feel like,” I said. “You’re weird, but I like you,” she said.