Erica Scott’s Spanking Blog Goodbye

There aren’t many spanking blogs left any more, and I don’t have a lot of room to complain about that; my own spanking blog (this one here) which was possibly the first such, isn’t “all that” these days. My updates stay fairly regular, but most of the time this is just image-blogging that would be more efficiently done (and to a bigger audience) on Tumblr. I’m stubborn, though, and I’m not running out (at least not yet) of the increasingly-hard-to-find spanking images that can catch my eye and tickle my fancy. Anyway, Erica Scott was for many years a die-hard spanking blogger like me, but she’s finally hung up her hat and thrown in the towel. On her way out the door, she wrote an interesting recap of the evolution of online spanking communities that I think is worth sharing, as were many of her other posts over the years:

I have been in the spanking scene for twenty-one years this month, and online for nineteen. I have watched many changes in what became known as social media. In the early days for spanking chat and exploration, there were what was known as newsgroups, and various chat rooms. Often the latter devolved into a bunch of silly cyber spanking, but one could find intelligent conversation if one looked carefully. Then, around 2000, give or take a year, those gave way to chat forums, such as those on MSN and Yahoo, the old Shadow Lane chat board, etc. People posted and chatted and shared and connected. I co-managed a successful forum for a few years and had a blast.

When the forums began to run their course, they were overtaken by a new phenomenon: the spanking blog. Soon, everyone and their second cousin twice removed was blogging. I joined this bandwagon in 2005, on what used to be the hopping place (!): MySpace. My blog there straggled along for a while, trying to find its audience, but there was so much competition. But then two things happened. One, I was listed by our blog queen, Bonnie, who made a point of spotlighting new blogs in her “In With the New” column. Things really picked up for me after that, but I still had a second holy grail to achieve. The buzz in the blogosphere was about a gentleman who went by the name of Chross, who had a weekly list of what he considered the most notable blog posts. If one was lucky enough to be “Chrossed,” they would be treated to a highly gratifying spike in blog hits. But how did one get on Chross’s radar, I wondered? I finally grew so frustrated that I wrote a post called “Who Do I Have to @#$% to Get on Chross’s List?” Apparently, that got his attention. 🙂

After that, wow. Views, comments, etc. skyrocketed. Until MySpace died, and I took the plunge and started a new blog on Blogger in 2010. I flourished there for years, getting Chrossed often, sharing adventures and party stories and photos and scenes and video shoots, as well as bits and pieces of my personal life. When Blogger threatened to censor or shut down all their “adult” blogs, I migrated to WordPress. Turns out it wasn’t necessary, since Blogger backed off, but I don’t regret it.

However, things changed yet again. Slowly but surely, the spanking blog was overtaken by the Tumblr blogs: pictures. Lots and lots and lots of pictures. The lengthy blog entry morphed into quickie sound bites, gifs and jpegs. Comments became likes and reposts. The spanking models, who all used to blog, now opened Tumblr accounts. Twitter came to be, and now, instead of writing party and shoot reports, people tweeted the action as it was happening. There were some exceptions who maintained their popularity (Hermione and Ronnie come to mind, as well as some of the DD/Hoh blogs and some author blogs) but it seemed that overall, the traditional written spanking blog had gone the way of the VCR and the variety show.

I myself am not quite ready to put a fork in the spanking blog concept and declare it done, but I agree it’s a pale shadow of what it once was. Adult websites in general are struggling these days if they aren’t large and corporate; between Google demoting them in search rankings, mainstream social media (like FaceBook) prohibiting their links and participation, and people in general spending less time “on the web” and more time in various social media networks that are all hostile to adult content, it’s like trying to grow vegetables without irrigation. Sometimes a bit of rain will fall, and stuff doesn’t quite die, but there’s never a bumper crop of traffic, attention, or participation. Ask any dryland farmer how that story ends: some bad year after a string of bad years you just say “fuckit” and stop planting.

I’ll miss Erica’s blog like I miss a long string of people who gave up sooner than she did. Thanks, Erica, for all the good years!

Men Who Have Spanked Erica Scott On Film

For her thousandth blog post, Erica Scott has put together a rogue’s gallery (the good kind of rogue’s gallery!) of the men she’s “worked with in video” over the years, which is another way of saying “the men who have spanked her for the camera.” These are just short little vignettes and reminiscences, but they’re quite interesting. These are some of the ubiquitous men of spanko entertainment, of whom not much is normally said or written when most of the focus is on the models who are getting spanked. It’s good to see them getting some attention:

What can I say about Keith Jones — he was my very first co-star, back in 2000 for Shadow Lane, and we went on to do five full-length videos plus a spanklet for Spanking Epics together. Working with him was amazing and we had a lot of fun times, both shooting and playing at parties. He was the one who gave me the nickname “Bionic Bottom.”

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Erica Scott Gets Hairbrush Spanked

It’s very good to see Erica Scott doing a spanking scene for Dreams Of Spanking; her indomitably bratty attitude and great good humor are great ingredients in any spanking film.

a hairbrush spanking for Erica Scott from her workaholic husband

These pictures are from The Workaholic, in which Erica gets a little bit too frisky trying to interrupt and seduce her workaholic husband. Tearing up his papers probably was a bit over the top — but it works, by damn! She gets both his attention and a well-spanked bottom.

erica scott getting a good hard hairbrush spanking from her  husband

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Erica Scott: Ready For Him To Bring It

Erica Scott posted a picture on her blog of her patented 10,000-watt “bring it!” spanking smile last week:

We moved to the ottoman. I was ready for him to bring it:


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What Erica Scott Likes About Getting Spanked

Erica Scott recently did an interview with Spank Place and had this to say about what spanking does for her:

Physically, I love the sensation of the impact, the pain that blends seamlessly into pleasure. The feeling of his hands, his thighs under my belly, the sound of his voice. Physiologically, I love the endorphin surge and all those delicious feelings that ensue. Emotionally, so many things… the power exchange. The pretense of not wanting it when we both know I do. The game of it: the tease, the anticipation, the banter, the push and the pull, the struggle—all the while knowing that he will win (and because of that, of course, so will I).

It’s sexy, it’s naughty, it’s (somewhat) forbidden and it’s fun.

It’s a good interview, lots more great stuff there!

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Erica Scott, Confirmed Spanko Hardass

Erica Scott, who has been around the spanko scene for longer than politeness permits one to detail in the case of a lady, has (I discover thanks to Chross’s good offices) a new blog; upon which I have discovered photographic proof that she is, indeed, a hardass when it comes to taking a caning:

erica scott displays cane broken across her bottom

That cane never stood a chance, I tell ya! She explains that she was at a spanking get-together when:

After dinner, suite party time! Matt opened his room to us, so several of us convened there and it was quite the lively time. I sat at the bar chatting with several people, then Sophie got it in her head that Danny should give me another spanking. “Oh, you think so, huh?” I said. She did. I don’t remember who said what after that, but sure enough, there was Danny, yanking me off the barstool and pulling me over to the couch, where he bent me over the back. He had several new toys he’d purchased at the vendor fair, including a cane with bright shiny red material wrapped around the handle (he called it the “Judy Garland cane,” because the red stuff looked like Dorothy’s ruby slippers in Wizard of Oz).

No warmup this time; he got right down to business with the implements. And it wasn’t enough to just lift my skirt; oh no. He had to take the damn thing off. We made it quite the raucous scene and people were watching and throwing out comments. Then he gave me the first strike with his new cane, a hard one. The tip flew off. Another strike, and another piece broke off. And again, and again. All in all, five pieces snapped off and flew in all directions.

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A Hell Of A Belt Spanking

You can tell by the look on her face that she knows: somebody is about to get one helluva belt spanking, and it’s her!

bent over for a hard belt spanking

I know this has to be coincidence given the source and all, but doesn’t she remind you (just a little) of spanking movie model and long-time spanking blogger Erica Scott?

Artwork is from the cover of I Casi Della Vita #105.

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The Spanking Scene That Should Have Been

There are a lot of reasons why a person might dislike the movie 9 1/2 Weeks. Hollywood has a terrible track record when it comes to movies about kinky people. But I agree with every word that Erica Scott has to say about the criminal mismanagement of what might have been a good spanking scene:

They totally screwed up what could have been a really hot spanking scene.

Oh my God, the buildup was perfect. She’s left alone in his house, so she snoops in his closet and drawers. He then calls her, and almost as if he had a hidden camera on her, he asks if she was being a “nosy Parker” and snooping in his things. His voice is low and silken and cajoling, and she confesses that yes, she was. He says, “Shame on you” and hangs up on her.

Next minute he’s back at his house, and she’s waiting, looking very nervous. He walks in, looking grim, and says with little preamble, “You were a very bad girl, Elizabeth. I want you to face the wall and raise your skirt. I’m going to spank you.”

“You’re kidding, right?” she blurts. “No, I’m not kidding,” he answers.

Now here’s where she should have meekly and reluctantly complied, as she did with all his other orders up to this point. But for whatever reason, this struck a nerve, and she gets incredibly pissed off, starts to flounce out, then stomps back in, screams “Who the fuck do you think you are?” and slaps him in the face. A struggle ensues.

OK, the scene still could have been salvaged. He could have wrestled her to the nearby dining table, bent her over it and given her that spanking. That would have been steamy as hell. But instead, he pushes her onto her back on the table, rips off her panties (you hear fabric tearing), and rapes her.

Yeah… that’s totally acceptable, but spanking her wouldn’t have been?? How lame! Way to represent us, Hollywood.

Indeed. A terrible waste of a well-set scene.

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