Hello! I’m briefly posting, even though I’m not home yet, and this is a bit of a tricky operation (because I’ve never really got it together enough to travel with a laptop or similar). I am in Los Angeles, and am about to go to bed.

And tomorrow, I am shooting with Dallas of http://www.dallasspankshard.com

And OH, LORDY, I am scared! I really like Dallas, and his lovely partner, Sabrina; but after 6 weeks of touring, and looking forward to the kinky end of my trip (shoots with American Damsels, Bedroom Bondage, Good Spanking and Dallas on my last three days), I have now become terrified.

The reason for this is that today, my shoot with the beautiful, and really not-at-all-excessively-severe Chelsea Pfeiffer (http://www.goodspanking.com) reminded me that spanking really, definitely does hurt. I’ve had 6 weeks of happily fantasising about all the nice feelings associated with the BDSM that I’m missing while I’m away, and now I’ve suddenly remembered, with less than 24 hours to go, that I’m actually very scared of Dallas and his implements. Duh!

I suppose I can see that I might just about survive the experience (MAYBE, if I’m very lucky) but I doubt that I’ll manage it in the super-brave, SAS-style manner that I like to imagine myself adopting. So when I’m home (IF I’m alive after all the wooden paddles and giant leather straps) I shall post some pictures so that you can assess whether I was brave. Or not.

And if I don’t survive it, then thank you Chelsea for at least preparing me. And for shooting a lovely video with me (which I shall also publicise properly when I’m home)

Wah. PANIC!

Thanks for reading.

A/a xx

Hello to all you kind people who read my blog. While I was walking around Tesco today I was wondering about how BDSM is seen outside of our lovely kinky internet world. The reason I was thinking this is because a very polite man had tried to ask me out while I was in the (extraordinarily cheap) ladies’ shoes aisle. I told him I had a boyfriend and off he went (still politely).

I wondered what would have happened if I’d announced that I had a MASTER instead of a boyfriend. First of all I imagined it would sound rather impressive; then with a rather sad, back-to-earth bump, it occurred to me that most people would think it was just a bit weird and possibly dysfunctional. All of which made me appreciate the kinky blog-network even more than usual. So thank you all for being part of it by reading spanking models’ blogs.

Hmmm, this is not what I was actually planning to talk about. I actually wanted to talk about an audition I had on Saturday.

I was terribly excited to be contacted about playing the role of a super-villain in a movie. I think I got offered an audition because they need someone who’s over 6ft with fight training, and while there are lots of men who’d fit that bill, they need a girl. Hooray! I thought. And off I trotted to Knightsbridge, wearing my highest heels and a mini-skirt. This was in order to fit the sketch they’d sent me – this is certainly not how I’d choose to dress normally. I think I scared a lady coming out of Starbucks….

And somehow, it hadn’t occurred to me that they’d want an exhibition of some aggression. The script required me to strangle a poor chap to death (not for real, please don’t worry – I don’t think it was that kind of movie…) This is something I suppose I was once quite comfortable with a few years ago when I used to do mainstream acting work and fight choreography. But having been happily concentrating on being sub for the last couple of years – eurgh! It felt awful.

Added to the horror was the fact that my ‘victim’ was one of the production staff. The weird power dynamic involved in ‘strangling’ someone you’re hoping will be your future employer is altogether uncomfortable, and probably best avoided. I’m still shuddering now….. But hooray, I managed to get through it without confessing that I’d rather switch roles, please.

All of which reminds me that I meant to post the YouTube link to one of my videos from my friends at http://www.fetisheyes.com Here it is – I hope you enjoy watching me having a go at being a little bit dom – it’s always more comfortable if I only have to be nasty to the camera….

http://youtube.com/watch?v=OpyW88x10Ys

I’m off on a world tour from next week onwards, so I’ll try to post, but it might be a bit tricky. I’m back in November; have a great Autumn everybody, and thanks as always for reading 🙂

A/a

A comment (by L, on my ‘Lots of Beating’ post a few weeks ago) made me think. It also made me slightly worried. He comments that I seem happier as Ariel than as Amelia, and seem to enjoy being tied up more than being spanked. ‘Nooo!’ I thought, and thought I should back my happiness up with pictures. Here are examples of me appearing to enjoy and not enjoy various scenarios:-

Sad About Spanking ( from http://www.shadowlane.com/)

Sad About Bondage (courtesy of http://www.bondagebob.com/)

Happy About Spanking.

Oh. I don’t have any. Thank you, L, for making a valid point 🙂

Hmmm, well, I can see why you might not think I like it from the expressions I like to do and I’ve been thinking about why.

I remember that when I started bondage modelling, I was only really comfortable with being the resitant, damsel-in-distress type, because I didn’t want everyone to be able to see I was enjoying myself. I got gradually more comfortable with the fact that, hello, people might be able to guess that I was having a good time and I relaxed my rules, but when I decided to be Amelia Jane Rutherford too, I wanted to have the chance to be all haughty and resistant. I don’t think it’s because of my discomfort with being kinky any more, I think it’s simply that I have so much fun being vile. But I promise, I definitely enjoy being spanked. Oh yes. I just like it best when I’m pretending to hate it.

Thank you everyone, for your comments – I’ll try to comment on more of them 🙂