Alex

Los Angeles, California, United States First and foremost, I’m a girl who loves being spanked. It’s at the very center of my being. I’m also a professional spanking model, which means I get to do what I love for my job. I’m twenty six years old, and currently located in Los Angeles when I’m not traveling around on my adventures. My vanilla interests include poetry, film history, academia, Pokemon, indie music, baby animals, baking and cooking, collecting vintage clothes and lots of cuddling.

My fourth TASSP is done, and it was a wonderful time. On the plane, as I was headed to England, I started to think about the past three years of my life in the National spanking scene, and all that has happened since I first arrived at TASSP in 2012.

I remember the overwhelming, full body anxiety I felt as I first showed up at the old TASSP hotel. What if no one liked me? What if I didn’t make friends? Could I really handle a whole weekend full of getting spanked? And play with people I didn’t know yet? Would it be weird to watch others playing? What would the activities be like?

I imagined that, realistically, I was probably going to have a pretty good time. I didn’t imagine that on that day, I was going to meet people who, upon seeing them three years later, I’d run down the hallway to tackle hug, or who would get tears in their eyes when it was time to go at the end of the weekend.

I guess what I mean to say is that I didn’t know when I first arrived at a National party that I was actually arriving at my home for the first time, that I had found a kind of acceptance and a feeling of belonging which had been lacking throughout my entire life.

I didn’t really feel it at that first party. I met people who I really liked, but in the couple of days that I was there and my shy nature back then, I didn’t get to know them that well. I think back on some of the people who I met for the first time there, and I can’t even imagine my life without knowing them. Some of them were people I spent a lot of time with at that party and never stopped wanting to spend a lot of time with. Others were people I only met in passing, but would spend more time with at other parties in the future and become fast friends.

2012-06-15 23.06.35

Spanked at my first party ever

 

I met someone at my first TASSP with whom it would take years, literally up until last month, for our friendship to properly blossom due to miscommunications and someone negatively influencing our ability to get along. Now, we’re finally having the friendship we should have always had, and that’s an amazing feeling. Telling her that I’ll miss her and that I was so glad we got to spend time together this weekend as I left and both of us knowing that we really meant it, finally, was one of the most refreshing feelings.

I made a friend at that party who ended up doing a lot of really hurtful and destructive stuff to me, but the spanking world can’t always be perfect. I have met people who were just incredibly toxic through the scene, yes, but it’s important to remember that for everyone who has hurt me, I’ve met countless more who have enriched my life and made it wonderful, and those are the ones I want to focus on.

I was a very different person than I am now when I first showed up. I had no idea how much I would grow over the next few years. I was very new to modeling, and almost no one knew who I was. I didn’t really even participate in most of the events for models, although I did do several shoots at that party. I worried that I didn’t fit in with the other, more established models, including some of the people who I now think of as very good friends! In general, I was pretty awkward. I was kind of still in my post-grad years where I wasn’t sure of my identity yet, and I think that the way that I dressed and presented myself suggested that to whoever was looking. I had pretty bad skin still, and didn’t know what I was doing with my hair or makeup in the least. It took me a few more years to figure this stuff out: I’m feeling pretty good about it these days, finally.

I had never switched before, and still didn’t really understand the social parts of bottoming, either. Roleplay and play punishment were still brand new things to me, and I was straight up uncomfortable with the idea of bratting. Asking people to play? That was a little much for me! Saying no to someone who asked me? That also wasn’t happening. I didn’t go to The Dark Party my first year because the idea of possibly witnessing sexual play made me nervous. I don’t remember if there was a little’s party or not at my first TASSP, because if there was, I definitely avoided it. I had not yet embraced that side of myself in the least, and was working hard to repress it.

And now? Look at how I’ve grown! I felt so in my element this weekend, whether I was bottoming, Topping, roleplaying, age-playing, giving a presentation or running an event. Like many people, I had my moments where I got overwhelmed and emotional, but I had my friends there for me, and these problems were quickly straightened out so we could all get back to enjoying the weekend. It’s hard for me to believe that three years ago, I was as meek as I was.

I see these changes in many of the friends that I first met at my first party, too. Years in the scene have helped us to find ourselves, and the friendship and support we’ve found there have helped us to grow confident. We’ve slowly been shaking off the years of shame and repression that we felt when hiding our kinks, and when we could feel safe being ourselves, we’ve truly flourished. It’s a beautiful thing to see.

With Princess Kelley and Christy Cutie at TASSP 2014

With Princess Kelley and Christy Cutie at TASSP 2014

The scene itself has grown and developed, too. It’s a slow process, but things are growing more diverse and accepting. This party was probably the most diverse one I’ve ever attended. There was a lot of racial diversity, people of a good mix of (18+) ages, lots of both seasoned party goers and newbies, those who were local and those who came from far away, people who are spanko purists and those from the greater BDSM scene who share our love of smacking ass, lots of LGBTQ people. I hope this trend continues to grow. It makes me so sad to think that there are people who worry they won’t be accepted in the spanking scene because of another aspect of who they are.

IMG_7207_2

Enjoying TASSP 2015!

Dates tend to mean a lot to me, so celebrating my third years of parties by partying hard with lots of amazing people was definitely great. I can’t wait to see what the next three years bring me. I’m so ready.

Woah, I haven’t been around very much recently. Life has been busy. And by busy, I mean way more busy than usual. Positively hectic for the past couple of weeks!

 

I went to Houston for the Lone Star Spanking Party, where I had a lot of wild hijinks and adventures that I’ll tell you about… soon!

IMG_7028

Just a couple of quick previews!

 

IMG_7039

With the adorable Piper Ren (on my boobs) and my gorgeous new friend Elizabella

 

IMG_0001

Me and Sarah Gregory at the Midnight Flogging

 

Then I was home for about two short weeks, during which time I had to prepare for another very big and very exciting trip. In fact, I’m writing this post while waiting for my devices to charge and sync so I can have stuff to do on the plane, then I’m gonna hop in the shower quickly so I’m not truly horrible to sit next to, and then I’ll be off!

I’m heading to Texas again, to visit with my friends James and Korey Johnson tonight, then go to the Texas All State Spanking Party tomorrow for the weekend. I LOVE TASSP. It’s gonna be a great group of people there, and I feel so safe and relaxed around them, like I can really be myself without any stress. Besides kicking back and having fun, I’ll be doing some shooting and lots of sessions (there’s still time if you’re in DFW and want to book me last minute, just send an email to alexinspankingland@gmail.com). Plus, it’s my “partyversary”: TASSP was the first party that I ever attended, in 2012! This will be my fourth party! So, it’s very dear to my heart. Plus, I get to participate in a big, formal, school girl roleplay, which means that I’m taking a step closer to fulfilling my biggest unfulfilled fantasy. *dreamy eyes*

From there, I’m getting on a plane and heading to London! I’m visiting Paul there, and spending some time with Pandora Blake and a few other wonderful people. I can’t believe it’s been over two years since I last visited the UK. It will be so nice to be there in the summer time, too: I’ve only ever visited in February and March in the past. This time it won’t be cold! I mean, it will be cold compared to what I’m acclimatized to for the summer, but I think that’s acceptable. If I wear a jacket all summer, no one will judge me, right?

I spend about three weeks in the UK, and then I fly to Chicago for the Crimson Moon Party! THEN I go back to LA, where my cats will probably hate me for abandoning them with Rafa for so long. I’m going to miss those guys… and all my friends and partners here in LA. This will be the only time I’ve ever gone on a trip this long where I left a place that I felt truly good in. Other times, when I did long travels like this, I was trying to give myself a get-away from a place that I didn’t really want to be. So, that will be a bit different.

I’m going to try to post shorter things more frequently here, and see how that works for me. I think part of the reason that I never make time to blog these days is because doing a long post is such a huge time commitment for me: it takes me hours sometimes! So popping in to tell a quick story or two might be best for a while, until my travels are over, at least.

There are so many people that I can’t wait to see during the next couple of weeks, but of course Paul is at the top of that list. It’s been over five weeks since I said goodbye to him, and I’m so excited to know that in a few days I’ll be in his arms. No post TASSP drop for me! 😀

Oh, one more thing! Yesterday, my story, “Daddy’s Little Angela” was released as a stand alone, so if you didn’t buy the Little Haven collection (or if you did but REALLY want to support my writing) I highly recommend picking that up! I personally think it’s super hot, and that most people who are fond of ageplay will enjoy it. It centers around a girl who ageplays as a middle (much like what I do in real life) but, when she gets in trouble for teasing a sensitive girl in her community who plays at a much younger age, her daddy punishes her severely, and in very embarrassing ways!

unnamed-1

This book is less than $4. It’s only available on kindle, but you don’t have to have a kindle to read kindle books: you can download the free kindle app for either your computer or your smart phone. There’s a link on the book’s page on amazon with instructions on how to do this. I’m so grateful to everyone who supports my writing ventures! I have a new book coming up soon, too. I just need to find the time to put the finishing touches on it: perhaps when I’m on the plane!

Ok, I have to get in the shower now or else I’ll be running late, and we all know what happens to people like me when running late! (The answer is spankings, just to be clear!)

Hey, everyone!

I’ve been out of touch for a while: I’ve done a ton of traveling and working recently, and it’s been such a great adventure! I’m trying to keep up with blogging, but there’s always so much going on.

I do, however, have some great news for you. My second spanking novel has been published! My story, “Daddy’s Little Angela”, appears in a collection of other ageplay novellas. The collection, entitled Little Haven, takes place in a special community in the Midwest where all the occupants practice ageplay or have Daddy/little girl relationships. Besides my story, it includes works by Meredith O’Reilly, Normandie Alleman, Adaline Raine, and Summer Greystone. Each story stands on its own, but there are a few little connections between the plots!

Here are the official descriptions for the book in general and for each of the stories it contains:

Tucked in among the lakes and snowy woods of Minnesota, the tiny community of Little Haven is a place where couples who engage in age play are welcomed. Among its inhabitants are five women—Kara, Angela, Claire, Bailey, and Tabitha—each of whom has a man she knows as her loving daddy.

Little Haven features five brand-new titles from five excellent erotic romance authors. This collection includes:

Daddy’s Little Angela, by Alex Reynolds

Even though her own daddy is always more than ready to spank her bare bottom when she is naughty, Angela sometimes can’t help feeling superior to the other women in LittleHaven, particularly the ones who act the youngest. But her daddy will not tolerate her being mean to others, and after she makes fun of another girl and hurts her feelings badly, he decides that some very thorough, embarrassing discipline is needed. Angelawill be spanked, bathed, made to wear baby clothes, and treated like a very little girl until her daddy is sure that she has learned her lesson.

Daddy’s Little Sweetheart, by Meredith O’Reilly

Claire’s life is exactly the way she wants it to be. During the week she’s an adult with a full-time job, and on the weekends Jensen is her daddy and she’s his little girl, free to relax, play with toys, and cuddle in his arms. But when Claire starts missing meals routinely and coming home from work more stressed than he’s ever seen her, Jensen knows that something needs to change, and he decides that Claire needs more than just a weekend as a little. Will Claire trust her daddy’s judgment, or will she spend the next ten days with a very sore bottom?

Brody’s Little Brat, by Adaline Raine

When life starts to get out of hand for Kara, her boyfriend, Brody, decides that it is time for him to take charge. She needs a firm but compassionate daddy, and he loves her more than enough to give her exactly what she needs. From now on he will be ready to spank her soundly when her rebellious behavior warrants it, build her up when she is down on herself, and even take her to the town doctor for an exam when she is ill. Kara blossoms under Brody’s tender care, but can she really trust that her daddy will always be there for her?

Bailey’s Little Adventure, by Summer Graystone

Bailey loves role-playing as daddy’s naughty little girl, and nothing is more fun than dressing like a teen and bratting her husband, who is always ready to punish her properly before pleasuring her more than she would have thought possible. When she discovers that he would like to tie her up so that she is completely vulnerable and at his mercy, she trusts him to keep her safe, even when he pushes her past her comfort zone. But when she makes a mistake in real life that disappoints her daddy, can she trust that he will be there for her no matter what?

Daddy Knows Best, by Normandie Alleman

Career woman Tabitha is less than excited when her boyfriend, Neal, insists that she take a break from her high-stress job in Chicago and move with him to Little Haven. Despite her initial disdain for the town, Tabitha eventually begins to find a place for herself in her new community, and Neal’s increasing dominance in the bedroom leaves her longing for more. But she’s been keeping an important secret from him about her job back in the city. When he discovers the truth, will it tear them apart or will Neal be able to forgive his little girl?

For the first time, this book is available in both Kindle form and as a hard copy! If you order a hard copy and we end up at the same event this summer, I’d be so happy to sign it for you! Additionally, Stormy Night Publications and I have donated a copy of the book to the silent auction at the upcoming Texas All State Spanking Party, so if you’d like to contribute to a great charity fundraiser *and* get a copy of my book, you can bid on that! When The Doctor’s Little Girl came out, I had several people ask me about hard copies (which are not available for this title), so I hope you’ll jump on this chance.

If you’re not interested in getting the whole collection, my book will be released as a solo title later this month (but only on Kindle).

I spent a long time working on this project, so I really hope you’ll check it out. You’ll also get to read stories by some other great authors, who I think you’ll love! My story explores certain aspects of ageplay that I have explored in my personal life a bit (remember that I won’t write anything that I haven’t tried at least once!) but that I share less commonly on this blog and in my video work, has some steamy sex scenes and lots of embarrassing punishments, plus plenty of sizzling spankings.

I’m working on my next title right now! Hopefully it will be finished pretty soon. I’m not the best at finishing things that I write. I never know when to end them.

Look forward to more tales of my adventures coming soon!

 

So, recently I’ve been working on a big project. It’s taken me several months to complete, but I haven’t been talking about it, since we’ve been saving it for the big reveal. And that day is here, now! Presenting:

 

unnamed

 

It’s my second erotic spanking book! This time, I worked with a group of other authors to write a collection of stories. Little Haven is a set of five age play stories, each by a different author. The stories all take place in a gated community specifically for those practicing age play, and each story follows a different couple who lives there. Here’s a brief description of my contribution to this collection, entitled “Daddy’s Little Angela”:

Even though her own daddy is always more than ready to spank her bare bottom when she is naughty, Angela sometimes can’t help feeling superior to the other women in Little Haven, particularly the ones who act the youngest. But her daddy will not tolerate her being mean to others, and after she makes fun of another girl and hurts her feelings badly, he decides that some very thorough, embarrassing discipline is needed. Angela will be spanked, bathed, made to wear baby clothes, and treated like a very little girl until her daddy is sure that she has learned her lesson.

This story explores a lot of aspects of ageplay that aren’t usually included in my play (although I’ve kept to my personal rule that I won’t write anything I haven’t at least tried, so you can keep that in mind when you’re reading!) and I really enjoyed writing these scenes. There are so many different kinds of spanking fantasies that I enjoy, and I love being able to package them up for you to enjoy, too.

The stories by the other authors, Meredith O’Reilly, Adaline Raine, Summer Graystone and Normandie Alleman are also excellent, and putting all our different styles together means that there’s sure to be something for everyone.

This collection is going to be released on May 16th. Mark your calendars! I’ll post again when it happens, of course, but I’m so excited about it that I wanted to share it now. 🙂

If, for some reason, you don’t want to buy the collection, my book will be released on it’s own later this year. But I definitely recommend checking out the whole thing!

Meanwhile, my second full length, solo author book is getting close to finished, so you can look forward to hearing more about that, too.

In case you missed my first spanking novel, The Doctor’s Little Girl, you can check that out, too.

I can’t wait for you all to read it!

Everyone remember last winter when England passed new regulations making the production of spanking, bondage, BDSM and several other kinds of positive, consensual adult videos illegal? It got talked about a lot at the time, and then it stopped being talked about so much. The law remained exactly the same, though, and it continued to effect UK based producers, having huge impacts on their lives.

Those who had to move their sites (or themselves) out of the country because of it have had big, bureaucratic messes and a lot of expenses to deal with. Those who didn’t have that option or who decided that their best choice was to remain in the UK have had even more stress to deal with: the fear of what’s going to happen next. I can’t imagine how much strain it puts on someone to know that the thing they’ve dedicated themselves to, invested all their time, creative energy and money in, has been made illegal and could possibly be taken away from them. It breaks my heart to think about, really.

So, when Pandora Blake and Nimue Allen started a fundraiser to support Backlash-UK, an organization that can offer legal aid to producers who find themselves in court because of these ridiculous regulations, I was glad to help out. I encouraged everyone who enjoys this blog to donate to the campaign, promising to give something back to the community in exchange for your help.

The deal was this: for every £10 donated, one cane stroke would be given. It started out with Pandora and Nimue each taking up to 50 cane strokes each. When those goals were reached, popular spanking and bondage model Amelia Jane Rutherford/Ariel Anderssen (same person, two names) volunteered to take 25 strokes, and Rosie Bottomley signed up for another 50. I was next to volunteer. If another  £500 were donated, I’d be taking 50 strokes.

The fundraiser ended up collecting a total of £3,836. For those who don’t know, that’s about $5,700 that was donated in about a month’s time, or 767% of the original £500 goal. I was proud that I’d be getting all the strokes I had signed up for.

I had to wait until Paul got back from the UK to get caned, though, and once he got back, it didn’t happen right away. We we had houseguests, then we went out of town, then I had to shoot a lot of things, both for myself and other sites. Besides, you have to be in a good headspace to take such a severe caning.

Fifty cane strokes is A LOT to me these days. I was excited about what I had agreed to do, but very apprehensive. I could have signed up for a lower maximum, but I wanted to push myself. I do like playing hard, and I actually really like longer scenes, especially once I get into that headspace, but I don’t play that way very often anymore. I often get hung up on worries about marking or leaving myself too sore, or I get caught up in memories of times that weren’t enjoyable when I played hard. Over the past few years, it’s become increasingly harder for me to let go during longer, harder scenes.

So, I was nervous and apprehensive before my caning. Every one of the models who took sponsored canings reacted to the event differently. Most of the others I’ve watched seemed to enjoy it, some made sounds of pleasure, others giggled. I cried, but this wasn’t a bad thing.

003

 

Crying has always been a natural reaction to spanking and other corporal punishment for me, and for a long time, a crying headspace replaced a more traditional subspace for me when I was most relaxed during a scene. When the caning started, I was feeling a little nervous and a little shy about it. It hurt. The word that comes to my mind to describe the way that the cane feels is “spongy” which I know is very bizarre sounding. But the pain flexes and bends, swells and grows, like it’s absorbing into the other tissues in my body, welts raising up in a way that makes all of my body awareness focus on them.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

 

I soon discovered that I needed the harsh, pulsing pain that was biting into my bottom. My crying was fueled by pain, but it was also relieving. It was almost therapeutic, like all my frustrations about ATVOD were manifested into something tangible, something that I knew that I could cope with.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

 

Fifty strokes went by much more quickly than I expected it to. While at the beginning I was worried that I would never be able to take that many, I found that by the end I was in a space where I was almost surprised by the ending. Adrenaline and endorphins had kicked in, and despite my tears, I felt very still inside. Paul wrapped me up to cuddle on his lap and all was right with the world.

 

002

Doing something that I had, if just temporarily, worried I couldn’t do made me feel more confident about my ability to accomplish other things in my life, too, and gave me a little confidence boost.

So, now you get to watch the video! Click on this link to watch it streaming, or right click to save it to your computer. You’re welcome to reupload it and share it, but please provide credit and don’t re-edit it.

 

I hope you enjoy it! If you feel inclined to do something to help out, you can donate directly to Backlash-UK by clicking on the link on their page (no one will get caned though, sorry).

 

You can also support the producers who have been affected by these laws by joining their sites. Some examples include:

Dreams of SpankingNimue’s WorldNorthern SpankingRestrained Elegance,

Triple A Spanking,  Spanking SarahEnglish Spankers, Red Stripe Films, Punishment Films,

Sound PunishmentSarah Spanks Men and many more.

 

Hi everyone,

Just wanted to let you know that I’ve updated the links section on my blog. When I re-launched this blog, the links were moved over exactly as they were on the old site. The updates I’ve made include:

Adding a few blogs which are new to my blog roll, such as A Domestic Discipline Society and the Sarah Spanks Men Blog. The authors of these two blogs contacted me recently asking to trade links and I was happy to do so: both look really excellent. If I don’t currently link to your blog and you’d like to trade links, please comment or email me letting me know. I am happy to add any blogs that have quality content that, at least largely, has to do with spanking and do not include text or images relating to the spanking of real minors.

I updated the URL for blogs who have moved locations. If you think I missed your URL move, please remind me.

I fixed Erica Scott’s blog, which in addition to linking to her old URL also suffered an unfortunate typo in which I accidentally called her “Eric Scott.” Oops.

I re-added my close friend Christy Cutie’s blog, which somehow didn’t get carried over. I only noticed that this happened because I didn’t see it when I checked the links for broken ones, so it’s possible it happened to your blog, too. If you’re missing from my blogroll but used to be there, please let me know.

I also added a link to my own new blog! In addition to maintaining this blog, I am now writing a second blog called Spanking Wishes. Spanking Wishes is a spanking video news, updates and reviews blog, and it features lots of pictures and, soon, interviews with people in the spanking community. I’m pretty proud of it so far. I hope you’ll check it out and that you enjoy it if you do!

I also removed any blogs which had not been updated in the past six months, unless they had a post stating that the author intended to return to the blog or if I know the person who manages the blog personally and feel assured that they intend to continue blogging (ahem, MADDY MARKS, ahem). If you come back and want to be included again, just let me know. Maddy, seriously, update your blog or I’ll drive down the street to your house and spank you!

I also removed all blogs which have made a post stating that they will not be updated again. This included two blogs that I had previously really enjoyed: Blossom and Thorn posted in February that they’ve stopped writing due to difficulties and changes in their lives, but that they’re both doing better than they were. I wish them the best of luck in everything they do from now on, and that they’re both healthy and well. Jade, who wrote the blog Kink and Poly, has also closed her blog due to an incredibly tragic personal loss. Kink of the Week will be continuing, though, so I’ve updated the list to include a direct link to that part of the blog. My best wishes go out to Jade, and all my love. She’ll be missed in the blogging world.

Those are all the changes that I’ve done. Please remember to contact me if you ever have questions about links!

 

I had a lot of downtime from blogging here, and I missed a lot of things that happened in my life. For now, though, I’m just going to pick back up with writing about what most recently happened. And that was today.

I’ve talked before about the difference between play punishment and real punishment. Play punishment is a big part of my daily life with Paul, where real punishment happens fairly rarely. Although I enjoy being  naughty when it’s just-for-fun, being good and obedient in “real life” is important to me.

I don’t wear shoes in the house most of the time. This is primarily because I have a lot of pain in one of my knees and so I have to keep it straight if I’m sitting for long periods of time, such as when I’m working or writing, or watching TV, or playing video games… so a lot of the time. This leads to me usually sitting with my feet up on the couch or working from my bed with my laptop on my lap, like I’m doing right now. So, no shoes.

The first time that Paul went back to England after he had been here, I set up an outdoor sitting area for him as a surprise. We don’t have much of a yard, since our house is still in a semi-urban area, but underneath the camphor tree in our yard, I put a couple of chairs, a chiminea and a small table. Paul spends a lot of time sitting out here when he’s taking breaks from work. He sits in one of the chairs there and reads: Paul reads more than anyone else that I know, which is something that I really like about him.

So, when I want to find Paul to ask him something, or just to climb onto his lap for cuddling, I first check in his office. If he’s not there, he’s almost always in the yard. The problem is that when I want to go out into the yard to talk to him, I often don’t bother to put shoes on before I do this.

At first, I thought that the reason that Paul kept scolding me about this was because I then tracked a lot of leaves and things into the house on my feet, but this didn’t really matter that much, I didn’t think, seeing as Paul wears shoes in the house and we have really fuzzy cats, so the floors are almost always in need of sweeping up anyway. Admittedly, I really didn’t take being scolded when I didn’t wear shoes in the yard very seriously at first.

One day, though, I went out to talk to him and noticed that there were a lot of bees in the yard. In fact, I very nearly stepped on one while barefoot. This is a big problem, since I’m seriously allergic to bees. After that happened, Paul started being very serious about the “wear shoes when going outside” rule.

The problem is, I keep forgetting about it. I had made such a habit of just running out without bothering with shoes. Because I get to the backyard through the back door, which is located in the kitchen, there isn’t any room for me to just leave shoes by the door. I have to actually go find my shoes and put them on. Ugh. My life is so hard. 😛

Despite getting (not so severely) spanked for not wearing shoes in the yard several times in the past, I forgot about it again today. Paul was in the yard reading, and I had just finished watching the most recent video for Northern Spanking. At least half the time now, I make up the names for videos. I watch them once the editing is done, then I make a list of ideas and ask Paul which ones he thinks are the best. This time, I had pretty much decided which one was the best one, and I felt enthusiastic about zipping out the yard to let him know.

Of course, I did this without shoes on.

After I told Paul what I had decided on, and he agreed with me that it was good, I curled up in his lap to snuggle for a little bit. It was sunny and bright out, and I felt very content.

“How’s your tummy feeling?” he asked me, stroking my hair.

I had eaten a sandwich which was questionably not good earlier in the day and had been feeling a bit queasy. I told him that I still didn’t feel 100% right.

“Tell me when you do,” he told me, his voice sounding stern and serious. “I’m going to punish you for not wearing shoes in the yard.”

“Well, I’m never going to feel better,” I moped, trying to curl my toes up as if that would somehow make it less noticeable that I was barefoot. We both knew that wasn’t true, of course.

Soon, I was feeling pretty okay, and I went to the gym. This is a new thing: while I had previously only worked out at home, I’ve been actually going to the gym and following a routine there now. It’s kind of intimidating to me, because I don’t know what I’m doing with half the stuff there, but it’s really rewarding to see myself getting stronger and fitter.

I came home and took a shower, then got dressed again and found Paul in his office. It was time for more cuddling, of course. I seriously spend a pretty decent percentage of my days snuggled up to him when I can. I have to save up for later. 😉

“Are you feeling better now?” he asked. I nodded hesitantly: I couldn’t lie. “Go to your room,” he told me. Paul has a specific tone of voice that he only uses when I’m in real, actual trouble. It’s very tender and gentle, but extremely authoritative. The sound of that tone touches at the core of what D/s is about to me, and I would never disobey him when he talked to me that way.

I sat on the edge of the bed for a few moments, waiting for him. It seemed like a very long time to me, but I knew that realistically, it wasn’t long at all.

Then he came into the room. He wasn’t carrying anything with him, which didn’t necessarily mean that I wasn’t going to get punished with an implement: there were several in the room already.

“Stand up, Alex,” he instructed.

I stood up next to him, looking up at his face.

“I’ve punished you for this before, haven’t I?” he asked.

I nodded sadly, not wanting to admit that I hadn’t really taken those minor punishments to heart before.

“Like almost all your rules, this is to preserve your safety and well being,” he lectured, reminding me about the fact that I could get stung by a bee or step on something sharp outside.

I felt guilty and I felt a little embarrassed. In my previous D/s relationship, I used to get punished for things that, primarily, annoyed or caused inconvenience to my ex. These things didn’t make me feel the same way. I felt like I was in trouble, then, and it felt real, but it lacked the feeling of being nurtured and taken care of. The fact that my rules exist because Paul cares about me and wants to protect me makes me feel particularly bad when I break them.

Paul sat down and pulled me over his lap, lifting the skirt of my dress to expose my bottom. Then he began to spank me with his hand. Each swat was particularly hard and forceful, much more than it would be if we were just playing. They stung and bit, and I found myself struggling over his lap a little bit: I was still slightly sore from the spankings I had received the two previous days.

Paul grabbed my hand and held it behind my back. He wasn’t pinning my wrist in place, just holding my hand there. It made me feel like I was very much under his control, but it was still an affectionate gesture. It calmed me, and I lay still, taking the spanking fairly quietly. It got to a point where I was sufficiently warmed that each hard swat didn’t hurt so much anymore, and things were almost becoming nice.

It was then that Paul stopped and instructed me to get up and to take off my dress. I did as I was told, folding my dress and setting it on the dresser behind me as Paul grabbed four pillows and put them in a tall stack on the middle of the bed.

“Over the pillows, bottom uppermost,” he instructed.

This is a very normal instruction for us. I like being in this position, with my bottom higher than the rest of my body. It makes me feel vulnerable. It makes me feel like I am on display. It makes me feel like my bottom is a very obvious target. All of these things make the submissive part of my brain hum happily.

Paul stood to one side of me, so he was in my field of vision, and then he removed his belt. He did it fairly quickly, with strong, sharp movements that foreshadowed how, exactly, it would be moving in just a moment.

He took his position and lay the belt on me, finding his mark. He did this motion a few times before the first stroke, and with each one, I whimpered as I awaited the biting sting that would soon be following.

After what seemed like ages, he snapped the belt down against my bottom. It hurt, but I was ready for it. The second and third strokes made me grunt and gasp a little. The fourth was particularly sharp, and it landed with a pinching feeling on my bottom, reminiscent of the tawse. I let out a wail. The strokes began to fall harder now, and each one solicited small cries from me.

After five strokes, he changed sides. This is something that Paul almost always does, and which very few people who I play with do. Because most people I play with tend to only swing from one direction, and it’s been this way for the past nine and a half years that I’ve been getting spanked, the opposite side is still somewhat less conditioned, so these strokes always hurt more. I gripped at my Rilakkuma cuddly toy (who I call “Fat Head”) and pressed my face into the plush material, as if this would bring me some kind of relief.

Once ten strokes had been delivered, I expected Paul to change sides again. Paul and I tend to play so that far fewer, but very hard strokes are delivered, usually of a set number. This is different from the way that I’ve played with a lot of other people, but it’s a headspace that has a strong effect on me. It feels formal, more like a school punishment. It feels very controlled, which is something that gives me great comfort and allows me to let go more during the scene.

Instead, Paul started to scold me again:

“You’ve been punished for this before, haven’t you?” he asked.

I nodded, my voice not coming through for me.

Paul’s only response to this was to tap the belt against my thighs.

I whimpered and lowered my head, knowing that this was really going to hurt. And, in a second, it did: a bright, blazing light of pain across the middle of my thighs. I let out a cry that probably sounded fairly desperate. The next several strokes landed this way, seeming to illuminate my entire body, each stroke feeling like it covered much more flesh than it actually did. I struggled to keep from reaching back, and sometimes raised my feet after the belt landed and had to force myself to move them back down before I was asked to.

Having my thighs spanked and otherwise punished has always been psychologically important to me. It’s the ultimate love/hate relationship, and I was fascinated with it even before I actually started to play. It always seemed like a punishment within a punishment: the harshest of sanctions.

When the belting was finished and my legs were striped by the strokes I had received, I felt very passive and chastised. I curled up in Paul’s lap, thanking him for punishing me, as is our protocol. I felt very young and very taken care of, and these are two of the feelings that I cherish the most that can come from this thing we do.

I’ll be careful with my shoes in the future, not because I’m afraid of being punished again, but because I know that it’s important and that Paul cares about me enough to make sure I know, and that’s the best feeling.

IMG_6512

(click for full size)

 

Hi guys!

I’m writing this post using WordPress instead of Blogger for the first time. It’s a different system, but it seems like it’s going to be much more powerful.

 

I apologize for the long period of absence that I’ve had recently. One of my wonderful friends did the design for this new blog, and I’m so happy with it. I think that it increases the functionality of my blog while looking great. Please comment and let me know if there’s anything that isn’t making sense to you: I think it’s pretty straight forward, though. It also has an easy reading version for mobile devices, in case you wanna read about my spanking adventures on the go.

During the redesign process, Blogger changed the rules that they had put in place regarding adult material. This was a victory, especially because they used language suggesting that they were really listening to what people had to say, but I decided that I wanted to own my own content and not have to rely on someone else’s restrictions anyway.

ALL of my old posts, tags and comments that you left for me have been migrated over here, so you can still find all the same content that was there before.

I’d like to ask that those of you who have links to my blog update them to reflect the new url: www.alexinspankingland.com. There will be no new posts to the Blogger blog after today, although it will stay up and old links will still work. If you used to link to a particular post on that blog and are willing to update it but don’t know where the one you want is, feel free to email me and I’ll set you straight on that. 🙂

I’ve been super busy recently, besides working with my friend to get this new and improved version of my blog up and running. Since I last told you about my adventures I’ve had many awesome ones indeed. So, in the coming days, I’ll be playing a little bit of “catch up” here!

I just wanted to let everyone know about the new URL: now I have to go write some scenarios for a two day location shoot that Paul and I are doing for Northern Spanking next week. This is the second shoot that we’re doing this month, and both of them have been with brand new spanking models, which is always super exciting. I remember when I was so new and enthusiastic about everything! We’re shooting in the country this week, so hopefully we’ll get to do some nice outdoor stuff. Getting ready for a shoot as a producer is a lot of work, and I’ve been happy to be taking on several aspects of that.

 

More soon! Update your bookmarks and links please!

❤︎

I just wanted to update everyone on the status of things!
This is the second to last post that I’ll be making to Alex in Spankingland at this address, due to Blogger’s new rules.

I’ll be moving to the following address: http://www.alexinspankingland.com
Please move your links and bookmarks once I announce that the new blog has gone live, as I’m not quite there yet!

Right now, if you check it out, there really isn’t anything there. I have a wonderful, cherished friend who is helping me with the transition from blogger, and she’s just gotten WordPress installed on my new site. We’ve run into a few kinks (heh heh) in the process of getting things transferred and getting everything set up, and we haven’t been able to spend time fixing them since I’ve been in Las Vegas for the past five days, having an amazing time with lots of friends and getting tons of spankings. Now that I’m home, I’ll be focusing on that again.

Additionally, I had started using kinky facebook, and had collected a couple thousand friends over there. Unfortunately, someone got angry because I wouldn’t block someone he didn’t like and reported my profile as being fake. The unfortunate part of that is, by the standards that facebook uses, my page WAS fake: Alex Reynolds is not my legal name. They offered me two possible ways to verify and unlock my account. The first was to identify my friends from a series of random pictures they were tagged in. This was made difficult since most of the ones that it showed me were memes and other photos where people had been tagged to get them to look at it, and others were people who I didn’t really know by face. I failed that, and the only way to get them to unlock it was to send them two forms of photo ID with the name “Alex Reynolds” on it. I considered my options for over a month, but in the end, I made a new facebook profile.

Once I’d made it, I was immediately locked out of it. I thought that trying a different IP address might work, but it didn’t. In the end, I was able to unlock that profile by linking it to a phone number that was not in use on facebook yet (privately, of course).

So, the official Alex Reynolds facebook page is located here. I don’t know if there are fake ones or not, but this is the only real one, anyway!

I have so much to talk about since I’ve just had lots of adventures and done a ton of shoots, but I don’t want to spend too much energy feeding this blog right before it moves. So, please stay tuned for the information about the new location!

I’ve literally just received the following message:

Dear Blogger User,

We’re writing to tell you about an upcoming change to the Blogger Content Policy that may affect your account.

In the coming weeks, we’ll no longer allow blogs that contain sexually explicit or graphic nude images or video. We’ll still allow nudity presented in artistic, educational, documentary or scientific contexts, or where there are other substantial benefits to the public from not taking action on the content.

The new policy will take effect on 23 March 2015. After this policy comes into force, Google will restrict access to any blog identified as being in violation of our revised policy. No content will be deleted, but only blog authors and those with whom they have expressly shared the blog will be able to see the content that we’ve made private.

Our records indicate that your account may be affected by this policy change. Please refrain from creating new content that would violate this policy. We would also ask you to make any necessary changes to your existing blog to comply as soon as possible so that you won’t experience any interruptions in service. You may also choose to create an archive of your content via Google Takeout (https://www.google.com/settings/takeout/custom/blogger).

For more information, please look here (https://support.google.com/blogger?p=policy_update).

Yours sincerely, The Blogger Team

In order to prevent losing my blog and all the work that I’ve put into it, I’ll be migrating myself over to a new site before March 23rd, at which point I’ll be leaving this blog in place to direct people over to the new address. I’ll have to go through and remove all the photos involving nudity, though, to avoid it getting marked as private. I don’t yet know what the new address will be, and I do intend to do a couple more posts here before I migrate (a process which will preserve all the original content, so have no fear in that department) so please continue to check out this page for updates.

I’ll update you all when I have a new URL so you can change your bookmarks/links to me.

I hope that this annoying censorship doesn’t cause anyone to shut their doors permanently. If you’re a blogger who has been using blogger and you don’t know how to move your blog, feel free to contact me and we’ll see what we can figure out together. >Well, that’s annoying.

Oh, Hai!

Alex

Los Angeles, California, United States

First and foremost, I’m a girl who loves being spanked. It’s at the very center of my being. I’m also a professional spanking model, which means I get to do what I love for my job. I’m twenty six years old, and currently located in Los Angeles when I’m not traveling around on my adventures. My vanilla interests include poetry, film history, academia, Pokemon, indie music, baby animals, baking and cooking, collecting vintage clothes and lots of cuddling.

Follow Me
Contact

Please feel free to email me at
alexinspankingland@gmail.com
with questions, comments or conversations! I try to respond to everyone who writes to me, and I vastly appreciate feedback!

Never Miss A Post!

Enter your email address below to subscribe to my blog and receive an email of every post!

More of Alex
Sex Talk Tuesday
SexTalkTuesday Moderator Badge Blue