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This cute young lady is Rosaleen Young, who seems to get in an awful lot of trouble. This wet-bottomed bathtub spanking is typical for her:
“Splat! Splat! Splat!”
The folks from Red Hot Video have been talking for awhile about sending along one of their “Red Assed Lap Dancing” spanking DVDs for me to review. Last week, I finally got one.
They sent me Red Assed Lap Dancing 19: Bottoms Up! which Bethie and I watched a few days ago.
The movie breaks no new ground in plotting, but it’s a very nice spanking movie nonetheless. There are three formulaic scenes: in each, a pretty model (and all three models are quite young and attractive) shows up at the same crappy motel room for a photo shoot, and quickly gets snotty with the photographer. He immediately throws each girl over his lap and begins to spank her.
And spank her. And spank her. And spank her. Folks, this guy has hands of cast iron and the timing of a metronome. The bottoms turn bright red in an alarming hurry, and he keeps going…and going…and going. His hand never seems to get sore, but the girls sure do! They cuss and bitch and moan and yell and (in one case, near the end) cry – and it’s clear a couple of times that they’ve gone beyond acting into genuine “oh my god ouch!” mode.
There’s not a lot of dialogue beyond the complaints of the girls and some limited lecturing from the spanker. There are some bizarre sound effects (like an electronic version of one of those plastic fairground wolf whistles) that are on the soundtrack at unpredictable and inexplicable intervals. But mostly, there’s pretty red bottoms getting spanked hard.
Filming is a little dull (most shots appear to be from one of two fixed cameras, and the spanking stays very carefully in one place so as to stay centered in those fixed fields of view) but the content more than makes up for that. Pretty models whose bottoms actually get spanked and who are obviously feeling it make a spanking movie worth its price. And that’s just what this movie delivered.
I won’t lie to you; Bethie and I were laughing in spots at the cheesy lecturing and the somewhat overwrought complaints of the models. And we kept going “WTF?” at the electronic wolf whistle sound effect. But Bethie was kissing up to me in sympathy for the red bottoms, and we both marveled at the stamina of the man doing the hand spanking. All in all, it was quite entertaining.
Update: Greg writes “we actually shoot with FOUR camcorders. That
would be one hand-held and three (front, back and side) stationary.”
Here’s an ancient illustration of a young lady kneeling on a table being menaced with a martinet:
From the dish in front of her, I can’t escape the sense that she has just been forced to eat her broccoli.
If you’ve got a spanking or BDSM website that needs more traffic (and who doesn’t like more traffic?) you might be interested to learn that I’ve started a little toplist for all kinds of spanking, bondage, and BDSM sites: Spanking You Spanking Toplist.
Right now traffic is still fairly small (coming mostly from here and from some spanking TGPs, toplists, and freesites that have traded links and traffic with me in the past) but anybody can sign up and (unless your site is bigger than this one) probably get more traffic back than you send. Plus I hope the thing will grow, so get in early why don’t you? Kinky blogs and journals are very welcome, if you don’t mind rubbing shoulders with spanking porn sites. Besides, toplists are one of the last places where it’s easy to show off your spiffy banner! (You do have a spiffy banner, right?)
If you are new to toplists, the idea is that the more traffic you send, the higher on the list your link and banner appears, and so the more traffic you get in return. In practice, however, if you send three clicks and are sitting down near the bottom of the list, you still get some traffic back, generally quite a lot more than the three clicks you sent. Since people tend to click more than one banner on a toplist, it works like a traffic multiplier; ideally, everybody gets more traffic than they send. And even on a bad toplist where you send more than you get, the folks you send have already seen your site and the folks you get haven’t seen it yet, so it’s still a good trade.
Bethie and I watched a couple of TV shows last night while lounging on the bed. Now, I never watched a lot of television before she came along, because the internet has destroyed my willingness to sit quietly for three minutes waiting for my show to come back from commercial break. When alone, I will typically be at my computer and engrossed in email or blogging after the first commercial break, and I never seem to get back to it.
But now, there’s her to play with.
Last night I started spanking her during the commercial breaks, just for fun. A different implement every time; I used my hand, a big wooden spoon, my mini-cane, a little leather slapper we have, the leather lace loop that’s for hanging the slapper (for some reason she absolutely hates that, even though it’s just a dumb little 4″ loop of knotted boot lace that looks completely harmless) and my new favorite, a long wooden rod about the size of my little finger that had her squealing and clutching her bottom. She swears she doesn’t like the rod, but she brought it a considerable distance in her luggage when she arrived, so I have my doubts.
Definitely a fun way to watch television. Especially because, as her bottom became sorer, she began to pounce on me and smother me with kisses every time a commercial would start. A cynic would say she was trying to make me forget to spank her. Me, I just like to tease her about how friendly she gets when she’s spanked.
Funny thing, though: I don’t remember exactly how Law and Order ended.
The subconscious mind works in strange and wondrous ways.
Weeks ago when I linked to Dan and Amber, I sort of casually noticed that my old name for that part of my blogroll was getting a little out of date. “BDSM and Slave Blogs” was an accurate catch-all for the few blogs I used to link in that section, but as the section grew, the phrase became more and more stretched. At the time, I toyed with new labels, but nothing came to mind so I said “screw it” and got on with life.
Until this morning, when I awoke from a dream about which I remember nothing except a voice (which I “knew” was Amber, even though I’ve never so much as exchanged an email with her) saying:
“Slave blog, my ass!”
Fair point. It’s fixed now.