Spanking in Popular Media

it is everywhere.

I did some ‘research’ this morning (while listening to Baptist sermons) on spanking in pop culture. Odd morning.

By the way, Baptists are dicks. According to this dude I was listening to, those Islam people are having kids all over the place (while Western Christians are not, which is outrageous); men are the heads of all households and are, like Jesus, the providers and protectors while women are there to assist–even in instances where the men are weaker, less intelligent, or financial losers; gay people getting married is something the world is okay with, but the world doesn’t know anything and we must fight to defeat the heathens; and young people need to stop this ‘dating’ nonsense because it’s outlandish and dangerous to our moral framework as God’s soldiers.
(A reader pointed out that the above might be misinterpreted to be my wording; I have no problem with people who date those who aren’t well off, and would never call people financial losers. Actual phrasing taken from the sermon I listened to.)

Back to spanking. Here’s my favorite clip from today:

I need to watch that show.


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Fun New Toy!

omfg, When I think of how long it’s been since I’ve had sex…it’s kind of crazy. The first weekend I had a house to myself in forever, problem solved. Ethan to the rescue! Fucking and spankings and floggings and tit torture and BRANDING (of the non-permanent variety…I hope). Fun times.

This is my newest toy:


I do not typically buy sex toys, as the people I hang out with have them and I’m frugal. Or I’m cheap. But I figured it is about damn time I started collecting fun objects.

This flogger was surprising. I didn’t think it would hurt–the reviews indicated it’s great for beginners, and I thought, Oh, fantastic, this is gonna feel so nice.

I was incorrect. I was also unaware that Ethan has insanely good aim. With the flogger; not with darts, but that’s another story. ;)

My poor tits are still sore, and it’s been a few days.

It’s got a nice handle. And it’s a good deal. AND it’s available through Amazon Prime.



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Pain Creams

So, seen it yet? Thoughts?

I have no philosophical thing to say about the movie. I know it’s supposed to be a disappointment. Not particularly surprised.

Moving on…

I ordered two ‘pain’ creams: Tiger Balm and Capsicum.

Tiger Balm is basically icy-hot on steroids. It’s a bitch for the first minute or two on sensitive parts, but then fades into nice warmth and fuzziness. Recommended, with the warning that the smell is super strong and a bit off-putting to me. I haven’t used it extensively, but did entertain the notion of having my entire body coated with a layer. That would be intense and super fun.

Capsicum cream is intended for arthritis, and the extra strength shit is tough. I put it on my ass to try it out and it felt like hard spanking aftermath. Then I forgot about it and went to work out. About five minutes in (I was cycling at the gym), it got real bad. Holy fuck. Pores opened. Pain increased. It got to unbearable for me in about 25 minutes–I actually had to switch to a non-seated exercise. Speaking as a painslut, I recommend enthusiastically while also recommending you take this shit slow. Don’t insert gobs of it into your partner’s asshole and expect a nice response. They will break up with you and burn your house down. Shit fucking hurts. The shower, afterward, was particularly awful. Hot water over hot capsicum-coated ass? I seriously turned the water to ice cold and let it run over my skin to sooth the awful. And the stuff was just on my skin, not the sensitive membrane material that makes up our lady bits. Do not fuck with this.

Why have I been playing with pain? I miss it. I expect I won’t for long.




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New Horizons

Hello, all my neglected but not forgotten friends!

I’ve been busy in the Real World of Adults Who Do Things. However, kink has some priority and I mustn’t leave anyone hanging…

I don’t know the future of Sadey Quinn. I cannot predict it. So I will do nothing more today than say, “Hi!” and give three updates. Please let me know how you’re doing by leaving a comment or shooting me an email.

Very Cool Update Number One:

I LOVE MY JOB! I mean, it’s work, that’s certain. I wouldn’t do it if I wasn’t getting paid. Premium motivator, the paycheck, right? But originally, it was superbly boring, and mainly just got me out of bed every day. Then I got put into a more-correct gig, and it became less boring but quite stressful. Now, I’ve figured out how to do the job (more or less), and I’m a content cog in the corporate machine.

Very Cool Update Number Two:

I LOVE MY COWORKERS! They are the quirkiest, goofiest, most productive people I’ve hung out with in some time. Someone remarked the other day, “I didn’t really want to come to work when I woke up, but then I thought, ‘Wait a minute, it’s gonna be fun!'” Truth. We could be a legit reality show, and it would be hilarious. While I still lack a network of outside-the-workplace friends, it’s nice to feel happy and cared for, a consistent forty hours a week.

Very Cool Update Number Three:

I’m starting a NEW KINKTASTIC WEBSITE for your perving amusement! It’ll be a blog format, but less personal and more…hrm…how to put it… …it’ll be more wetness-inducing and cock-hardening than I’m in the process of creating it, and I’ll let you all know when it’s up and running. Hopefully, I’ll write a book again. In the meantime, I can still have fun with the new website and play a bit without sharing my inner trials and tribs.

Pals, my depression will probably be in the background of my life for the remainder. But I’m well over this hump. I miss you.



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Salaried Writer, Bitches!

Job offer made, job offer enthusiastically accepted. I’m a writer again!

Beyond the writing involved in this position, it’s a heavy project management job, and it’ll keep my brain busy. It’s the right level of challenge for me. I’m pretty goddamn fucking fuck excited!

This whole road to employment has been kinda stressful, especially since I interviewed. Waiting. And waiting. And hoping. And waiting. Glad to be done. New chapters are on the horizon. :)

Humongous thanks to Trent Evans for the writing reference. Check him out if you haven’t already. Self-employed people don’t have a whole lot of co-worker/supervisory references, but today I thought, hey! What about someone I’ve edited with? Boom. He was the final step, and about ten minutes after he made the call, I had the offer. Tip of the hat to you, buddy.

More thanks to N, for helping me gain the skills I have today (and for the second reference!). Pretty sure my project management history impressed the hell out of the interview team. Zoom!

Hugs to everyone who will take a hug, because I’m feeling very huggy today. Wish me luck. :)



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Twelve Year Old Writer

When I was in eighth grade, my English teacher decided me and a friend of mine were advanced enough to basically skip the year. Instead of attending class, we were sent to the library to spend our time writing short stories and being goofballs.

I’ve wondered about those stories; we wrote quite a few. But alas, this was in the day of floppy disks and no cloud storage, so most of them are gone forever. Sadface!

However, today, while sorting through some of my old shit, I found one! Here you go, readers…one of my first works, co-written with my friend:


The small bunny nibbled on the fresh green shots of grass. It hopped along the little brook that was now more like a stream because it was spring. Its tiny tongue lapped up the clean, clear water to wash down its meal.

BANG!!!!! BANG-BANG!!!!!

The bunny dashed through the woods, dodging between trees and roots that stuck up from the ground. Mommy. Mommy! Where are you? Mommy!!!!!


Little Bunny tripped on a root, fell to the ground, and whimpered a small last whimper. It looked up with its little blue eyes and saw a barrel from a shotgun pointing at its little heart.

“You’re dead now, you schtinking varmit.”

“Way to go pops. Ya finally got the little bugger,” yelled the young whipper snapper from across the stream.

Little Bunny’s forlorn face looked sadly up at the old geezer, who’s garlicy breath was enough to wipe out the rabbit itself. He didn’t even need to use the big, mean, and nasty shotgun.

“Hey boy, run on home, tell yer ma we’ll be having rabbet stew tanite.” He grinned and looked at the bunny with his evil eyes.

Little bunny shook with fear. Where’s mommy? he thought.

The man picked up Little Bunny by the scruff of his neck, and threw him into a bag hanging around his waist. The bunny looked up at the little bit of light that shown in from the opening. Hey, maybe I could fit through that, he thought. He tried to claw out and climb to the opening of the bag, but the man started walking back to the house. Little Bunny plunged back into the depths of the deep, dark, burlap sack.

“Hey, pops, can I shoot ‘im?”

“Naw boy, its already dead. You can help your maw cut it up though.”

Little Bunny gasped from inside the bag. They thought he was dead. They wouldn’t even think he could escape now. He had to try, had to get out somehow, he had to find mommy.

With a bump he knew that the old man had dropped him to the ground. The opening looked big enough for him to fit through. He dragged himself out of the bag, and rested on the soft grass. He was out. He was going to live. Mommy, he had to find mommy.

Then he looked up. Hanging from the black roof of the big barn was mommy’s frail, little body, covered in blood. Mommy!

“Pa, I thought you said he was dead,” yelled the young boy as he watched the bunny squirm out of the sack.


“Well, he is now, no need to worry pops.”


Morbid little fuck, wasn’t I? Nevermind that no one would hunt rabbit with a shotgun…I was twelve, so we can suspend our disbelief a bit more than normal. :)



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Young Adult

I’ve been diving into the world of Young Adult fiction.

It started with Twilight. I’m not one to slam writers, so I will say that the author must’ve done something right…right? I mean, the books went viral, the movies were a huge success, and teenagers all around the globe still engage in the battle of who should steal our protagonist’s heart: Team Edward vs. Team Jacob. It was a smashing hit.

But oh, the adverbs! She whispered softly. He murmured feverishly. She shouted angrily! Cringe.

I read Twilight as research, and got through 2.5 books in the series before losing interest. Quick read, cute story, but kinda creepy. Edward, the vampire, watches Becca as she sleeps–for like, a long time, before admitting his sin. Instead of reacting in anger, like a normal human being, this just makes her swoon harder.

My research concludes as: This book went viral because it’s simple and romantic. It’s simple writing, easy reading, and just outside of the normal romance genre. We have werewolves and vampires, oh my! The mousy, pale heroine, who surely shouldn’t attract such incredible male attention, does indeed capture the hearts of not one, but (as of the third book) three gorgeous guys. Wouldn’t we all love to be her? To be the quiet girl who doesn’t seek attention, or expect it, but receives it anyway? Who doesn’t want to be wanted?

After I tabled Twilight (I got what I needed, and since I found myself not really caring about what team I’d affiliate with, blah…moving on), I started reading some decent YA fiction. It’s kinda fun. Also, it gives me a sense of accomplishment to finish a book, and I can read this stuff fast. :)

My favorite thus far is The Illuminated Adventures of Flora & Ulysses. I recommend it.

Enjoy the rest of your weekends, lovelies! Thank you for your comments, emails, and general support. I <3 you all.



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