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First of all I wanted to say I love this community for the most part. I lurked around long before I started making my own videos but was welcomed with open arms when I did. I was happy to hit the first million views and am pleased about the second. However I have had a pretty traumatic experience recently and my whole life has been flipped upside down.
I don't know what the future holds or if I will ever truly recover from this but I felt you all deserved an update and at least a non-commital farewell. I may still get on to check a message now and then, or I can be reached via Princess. I wouldn't expect any more videos for some time though.
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I hope you're giving out spankings today.
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A wise Man once told me, Self-Spankings build character! AND HELP KEEP YOU CONDITIONED ;)
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The dishes are done, the food put away,
thank God it's over, this Thanksgiving day.
You worked for days, so things would be right,
everything sparkled, it was a beautiful sight.
Your guests filed in, two by two,
some offered to help.....when there was nothing to do.
As your house filled up, with laughter and cheer
but you only heard...would you get me a beer?
There was food everywhere, the table needs to be set
where was your help?...... but they seemed to forget.
You stood back to admire the work that you've done
and not a thanks did you get, not even a one.
Now your house is quiet, you kick off your shoes
and you can not believe it...
THEY DRANK ALL THE BOOZE!!!
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My ex-husband and I started to play. I can't remember if we started off with just spanking or with light bondage as well. I had mentioned a spanking scene I'd read in a book and how it had turned me on....He spent the day reading my trashy Historical Romance and when I'd got home from work had wanted to try it. Apparently he liked the idea of spanking me and the thought of being spanked made me squirm where I sat. We were both new to this and had no idea what we were doing and no idea there was a life style, let a lone a name to what we were starting to explore. It was awkward at first, but watching movies helped our education and our imaginations.
We had tried different spanking elements from the kitchen and some poor bondage material from the garage and it worked, for awhile, but now we wanted something more. I could tell that he had a vision and so did I. So, after a stop at the Hardware Store, the Liquor Store, the Cinch and Saddle and the Adult Book Store, we were ready to rock and roll. Only thing was, when we got home, it was 2:00 in the afternoon and wouldn't have the house to ourselves for several hours. I decided to amuse myself and go through the hardware sack.....Jesus Christ! He bought 16 penny nails, 10 penny nails, lag bolts, eye hooks, sky hooks, 300 hundred feet of rope, 20 feet of 1/4 inch galvinized chain.....I was starting to get a bit nervous! and he had a gleam in his eyes to match no other.
The time had finally come, so when I came out from my bath, the house was quiet and he was standing there ready to guide me into the bedroom. He had candles lit, a movie on and the bed.......I first noticed the large cushion in the center, then at each corner, was a length of rope secured to it. He came up behind me, slipped off my robe and tied a bandana over my eyes. Something we hadn't talked about, but I like it. Added to the antispation......which grew emensely with each hand, each foot he secured. With my legs tied so far apart, my ass up in the air, I could feel a breeze on my pussy. I liked the sensation it was giving me. It was the first time I felt totally exposed and he loved the view. It was also the first time he took a more Dominant roll........ and he liked it.
He started off with soft caresses, mostly my ass and pussy and I shivered when I felt the vibrator on my clit. He instructed me not to come and if I did, there would be harsh consquences. My God I was getting close and I told him I was about to come........ He said that was a little too close and I'd be punished. He started applying the riding crop, tenative at first, but that didn't last long. He commented how he liked the way my ass was getting red and I told him it was really starting to sting. HUMMMMM was the only comment. When I told him STOP, it hurts! He used the vibrator once again and got me so close I thought I'd lose it. He applied the crop again, this time a little harder and a little longer. He'd make me count the hard ones....... the sensation feeling different each time and I wanted more strokes and harder strokes. It turned him on being in control of my body, watching my reactions as he teased, hearing me gasp, seeing me pull on my restraints......watching how pain and pleasure worked independently, then having it meld into the most incredible pleasure I'd ever known.
Now I was asking for 10 more, 15 more, don't stop, harder and he was giving them to me, both enjoying every second, every stroke.....Until we couldn't stand it another second......he drove himself deep inside me and came in unison. The best orgasm I'd ever had. The best orgasm he's ever had.
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Aloha this is Uncle Spinner from the island of Maui STI's (sex transmitted infections) Syphilis, HIV and Hep C is everywhere on Maui where single young men and women are playing "between the sheets" and to make it more intense High School is on a short Thanksgiving break then a long winter break starting Dec 18th. Remember guys one of the ways you can get syphilis is from oral sex, it is a bacteria and is Highly Contagious shootz Single and had sex on Maui go get tested for STI's your in major Danger... text your Zipcode to KNOWIT (566948) to find out where to get tested. Share this with a son or nephew and tell them to share it with their buddy's. Everyone got to stay Healthy here! Get the word out to young local and visitors tell them to keep their pants and zippers up if they live here or visiting.. not kidding brah...
I'm old school so if you think your going to have problems come see me. I have no qualms instructing you to drop your board shorts, take a firm hold of your ankles for a half dozen strikes with a razor strap (mentoring, a teachable moment) to remind you to Keep your pants up, there is a time and a place guys, be honorable, be gentlemen!
Spread the word..If not now then when?
Spinner HIV outreach Maui USA
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Makes me feel so naughty I'm not shy about showing them off too.
Anybody else love having bruises on their bum? X
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I hope everyone has a happy and safe Thanksgiving!
Whether you're spending it with family or friends or what have you,have a fun time and remember that you are loved.
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In September I got my very first spanking. I was never spanked or swatted as a kid but have read stories and watched videos on it so I knew it hurt but didn't think it hurt that much.I got my spanking from a guy who lives by my college. I wanted to know what it felt like so I asked him to spank me. He spanked me in the backseat of his car over his lap with his hand and a plastic spatula over my panties. It was so painful I kept asking him to stop which he did but would continue when I asked him to. I never knew a spanking could be that painful until I was receiving one.
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I am so thankful to have Sylvia in my life. She is the love of my life and my best friend. There is not a day that goes by that I don’t thank my lucky stars that she is mine and me hers. She is the most amazing woman in the world. My world is a better, sweeter, happier place all because of her. I love her with all of my heart and all of my soul.
Since I met her my life hasn't been the same. She melts my heart and soothes my soul. Although she is thousands of miles away from me I have never been closer to anyone else. She has made me happy like no one else can and has truly made my life complete.
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Even more delicious apprehension!
Another new cane arrived today from the English Cane Company. It’s called ‘The Lady Alex’ and is described on the web site as
... a Limited Edition Dragon Cane, named after one of the foremost Disciplinarians on the scene today. Diameter is 6-8mm. Very whippy, so do use care to avoid wrapping.
I imagine it will make a lovely ‘swish’ as it cuts through the air which is always something I enjoy when watching others take a punishment. It will also be very much more stingy and likely to cut given the thin diameter compared to our other canes.
Let’s hope Ms. E has had a good day at work and isn’t looking to release too much pent up frustration.
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I'm thankful for the loving and effective form of guidance,
That binds a belt and backside in belligerent collidance.
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People, I love all of the spanking videos you share on this site. I really do appreciate your sharing them with me - watching them is one of my greatest pleasures.
I only have one request ... please, please, PLEASE, if you are making a video TURN OFF THE GOD DAMNED TV OR RADIO. Nothing detracts more from a good video than the blaring noise in the back ground.
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Tomorrow night I am going to get an ass whipping. Tomorrow night I may not feel so brave. Tomorrow night I will be left striped, bruised and blistered.
Because sometimes all you need as a good ass whipping. That is all.
p.s. I think my thighs are in trouble too.
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Things That Go Wrong 3
Business dinners are dangerous. I have known guys who ruined their careers by naively believing that they were invited to a business dinner because a) their boss liked them and that b) the purpose of a business dinner was so that they could enjoy themselves. They also believed in the Easter Bunny and the efficacy of sex enhancement drugs sold on the internet.
Eh eh, no. The survivors, those who understand the zen of business dinners, also develop a deep empathy for the critter who plays the target for the mallet in the Whack-a-Mole game. They are also good at playing hop-scotch in minefields. It was with this jaundiced mind set that I accepted my boss’ invitation to join him and his wife for drinks and dinner at his country club. I brought along my girlfriend. I figured I could hide behind her if things got dangerous.
Now my boss is a nice guy. Don’t get me wrong. He is no Chain Saw Al Dunlop or Donald Trump. But he does 1) sign my paycheck, and 2) have the right to fire me. And this is a “Right to Work” state, which means that my boss has the unquestioned right to fire me because. Just “because”. Georgia recognizes “because” as a compelling and actionable legal reason...probably a carry over from when it was a slave state. And, if he did fire me, I would have no recourse. (At least I would no longer have to call him Massa.) Thus, my reluctance to accept business-social invitations. I would rather pay for my own drinks, thank you, than get on a first name basis with the girl at the Unemployment Compensation Office.
My boss’ wife, Vanessa, was pleasant, well educated, and from a good family. She was also an accomplished tennis player who competed in a league at their country club. She was playing that afternoon and would join us afterwards for drinks. After finishing her game (beating her opponent...of course) Vanessa showered in the locker room before changing into a casual stylish outfit for drinks and dinner. Still a bit overheated and in a hurry, Vanessa chose not to wear panties, putting them in her purse.
We were seated at the table in the center of the country club’s dining room having Cosmos before dinner. My boss was seated to Vanessa’s left. My date was seated directly across from my boss. And I was seated across from Vanessa. Remember the seating arrangement. Like in an Agatha Christie murder mystery, it is going to be important.
I try to limit my drinking at business dinners. Being the only sober one at the table can have strategic advantages. Sun Tzu said that. Or maybe it was Groucho Marx. Whatever. But before I finished my first cocktail my boss had ordered another round. After the strenuous exercise of her tennis matches the vodka hit Vanessa like a brick wrapped in a wedge of lime, both raising her body temperature and diminishing her awareness. Perspiring, Vanessa reached into her purse, which she had placed at the right side of her chair, for a handkerchief with which to wipe her forehead. That is when Things Began to Go Wrong.
Reaching into her purse, Vanessa had managed to grab, not her handkerchief, but her panties. Now they were very nice panties. Being something of a connoisseur of women’s panties I could appreciate them. They were French cut, a lovely shade of pink, and had lace trim. I really appreciated that Vanessa was showing them to me with the implication that she also was not wearing them. At least I would have been if 1) my boss and her husband was not sitting at the same table, and 2) we were not seated in the middle of a country club dining room.
Because of our seating positions, I was the only person at our table aware of the fact that Vanessa was waving her panties about. Bright pink is, however, terribly visible...especially in contrast to the muted colors favored by the upper middle class. It would only be moments before other guests in the dining room learned that Vanessa favored pink and got her panties from Cacique. Vanessa was, herself, blissfully unaware that she was waving her panties about. Resting her right elbow on the table she held them up like a little pink flag that was just outside her own peripheral vision but wildly displayed for everyone else. She was engrossed in the conversation. And the two Cosmos (The bartender did not skimp on either the vodka or the Cointreau.) didn’t help matters.
I tried to continue the conversation with Vanessa without signaling any awareness that anything was amiss...the word “amiss” meaning she was waving pink panties in my face making me embarrassingly aware that Vanessa splashed perfume on interesting parts of her body! Now someone should have politely informed Vanessa that she had made a completely understandable error and had mistaken her panties for her handkerchief and was attracting the gaze and sexual interest of every man in the room. Someone should tell her that.
Well it sure as hell was not going to be me! I liked my job. I also needed the paycheck. And I was NOT going to be the one who would tell Vanessa, in front of her husband and my boss, that she was calling attention to herself by waving her pink panties about like a Rue Saint Denis prostitute! There is something about killing the messenger. Well, I had no intention of testing the hypothesis!
OK, you try to carry on a conversation while trying to ignore perfumed pink panties!
It was at this time that my date became aware of what was in Vanessa’s right hand and whispered in my ear something to the effect that someone should tell her. How?! I grew up in a house that had a copy of Emily Vanderbilt’s Etiquette Book. I know what a fish fork and fish knife are and what glasses to use with what wines. If pressed I could probably remember how to address titled nobility. But there was not a damned thing in that book about pink panties...even in the footnotes! I think even Emily gave up when it came to that subject. Now I once met Ann Landers. What would she have advised. All that I could remember is that she was really short. That didn’t help much.
I am admittedly really bad a playing charades, but this time I looked at my date and managed to silently reply to her suggestion that I say something about the panties with a single eloquent gesture meaning: “This is critical. Neither you nor I are going to say the word ‘panties’. I could lose my job and then you would have to support me and I have really expensive tastes!” Really hard to get all that in one gesture, but driven by pure terror, I managed to do so...even conveying, by an almost imperceptible movement of my left eyelid, the ending exclamation mark!
Eventually the gods intervened (one of the smaller gods) and Vanessa, still unaware, and without looking, placed her pink “handkerchief” back in her purse. I have always wondered if Vanessa found it strange when emptying her purse that the pink panties were on top and the handkerchief was still neatly folded beneath them. Or did my boss or Vanessa ever overhear stories about the woman with the pink panties being told at the country club.
You ask. I am not going to.
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A blonde drops a blouse off at the cleaners.. on the way out the cleck says "Come again." The blonde shoots back over her shoulder "No its toothpaste this time"
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Im wearing my tightest jeans, with very thin panties on. Im sitting down in the car, and immediately my jeans press right up against my clit. Making need shoot straight through me, making my kitty moisten. Every movement of the car has my jeans rubbing my clit, making me crave masters fingers inside my mood kitty, making me crave him bending me over the seat of his car, spanking me my ass is red. And playing with my clit or ramming his fingers inside of me. Making me drip with need. Enjoying every firm spank, the tingle the sting, the warmth of my ass being made red, .makes my kitty feel warm with deep need. It makes me quietly and sneakily gyrate my hip, forcing my jeans to push and rub against my clit. Im a slut that craves masters fingers, that craves masters hand spanking me red and bruised. Craves his cock ramming into my wanton cunt.
*written for my Master, so he knows how often I think of him, and the effect he has on me :)
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So we're trying this schedule of once a month visits for awhile to see how that works. i've been having a lot of issues again recently and not handling them myself very well. But every time I see Him, i freak out and waste half the day, only to calm down and realize, once again, how helpful this is and how much better i'm doing on issues after the fact.
So this past Wednesday i got spanked for drinking and driving twice (though i think it was more than that) that i violated a rule He had set up for me after i got hit by a car...tapped really, but enough to worry me that if the cops were called, even though they hit my bumper at a red light, if they made me blow, i might be over the limit because i don't usually tend to 'feel' drunk, or even buzzed. i'm always the designated driver with other people, mostly because i'm the only one with no marks on my record, but when i'm driving by myself i don't judge it very well. So He wanted me to eat something and wait a set amount of time per drink before driving going forward. i violated the rule, so got the evil lexan paddle for it :/ (i'm uploading that video after He approves it.)
i got many other spankings that day but not a lot of time to edit them, so will add them as i am able. It embarrasses the hell outta me, but i am trying this new thing where i actually, ya know, do what i'm told. ;) Not as easy as it sounds, folks! But i'm working on it...