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has the groupchat been made? i keep seeing stuff talking about it but i have no idea if it’s been posted that its around or not

The group is not live yet, but I’m laying the foundations.

I’ve created a form to collect consent and spanking preferences, so I can craft an appropriate fantasy environment. I’ll be sharing that soon with play partners and friends.

Initially, the intention is to create a fantasy boarding school, along the lines of those described in the stories Cosmopolitan and The Sit Down Dance.

And if the initial experiment works, I’d like to create other fantasy worlds too, there’s some very enticing ideas in this post, come to think of it…

https://spankingtheatre.tumblr.com/post/173394339645/what-doll-scene-would-you-play

Thought Experiment

If I asked you to close your eyes, and imagine a scene from one of my stories, what scene materialises in your mind?

Try it now.

Did you remember it just as the original story described?

Or did your imagination embellish it?

Did you imagine yourself as the subject of the story?

Or did you feel like you were observing others?

Did you find the experience meditative and relaxing?

Or exciting or arousing?

What’s popular at the Chateau of Dolls

Very interesting to what’s popular among readers.

Many votes for the Stables, clearly attracted by the prospect of straddling a saddle dildo, and how the canter of the pony would make the doll bounce up and down delightfully.

Scenarios where the doll is left helpless to be used also seem very popular. Whether that’s being left naked with your legs spread open on the soft gilded cushions in the salon of whores. Or bound naked to the mast with rough rope having being abducted by pirates. Waiting motionless until as a passer-by takes interest in her, kneels to examine her, and smelling her arousal…

The popularity of the medieval dungeon is of no surprise, I know how much many of you would like to feel those cold heavy chains tight against your flesh, knowing there can be no escape.

And given the love for the Inspections for Girls game, it’s perhaps not surprising to see a queue of readers wanting to attend The Clinic. It seems being undressed and intimately scrutinised by an authority figure is a very popular fantasy. Detailed intimate examinations that are simultaneously mortifyingly
embarrassing and intensely arousing.

But perhaps you’d choose something quite different altogether.

Here are the options.

And here’s where you can cast your vote.

Eroticism Revisited

A joy of roleplaying is revisiting and eroticising past experiences that we missed the chance to eroticise first time around.

Perhaps we weren’t brave enough, or too wary of getting caught.

That romantic dinner where you were going to tell her to slip off her panties.

Or events that weren’t sexual at the time, but now looking back, and rendered by your sexual imagination, now seem unavoidably erotic.

Like that time you were alone with a teacher in detention that afternoon. Nothing happened of course, but all these years later you’re still imagining what might have happened had your school still believed in spankings.

Or we might think back to our most cherished sexual memories. You might wish you’d been stricter with a former lover, grabbing their wrist and putting them over your knee. Or wish a lover had been stricter with you, and smacked your bottom until it was deliciously sore, before you got the fucking of your life. But it never quite worked out.

Fantasies are an opportunity to play out an alternative reality that never existed. It’s never too late. We don’t need to pine after past lovers, or lament missed opportunities, what we desire we can always recreate, alone – or with a new lover, in the here and now.

We can dress up, and play detention in the privacy of our homes. That salacious dinner date can occur in your own dining room. You can bump into your lover in a bar, pretend you’re meeting for the very first time, and fuck wantonly in a hotel room an hour after saying hello.

I write these stories not just to arouse, but to provide inspirations. Scenes an erotic tourist might enjoy visiting. Settings you might like to incorporate into your own play, be that a strict school, a Christmas Party, a Regency manor or a medieval castle.

Never feel regret for sexual opportunities that escaped you. Preserve your intimate memories, and cherish those personal treasures, because they unique to you, and will fuel your very own fantasies. Do not despair, new characters will step onto your stage – and then, you will be ready to play.

And it will be astonishing.

Why do I, a professional lady, find stories of poor schoolgirls being spanked so arousing?

What a good question.

Why do we find anything arousing? What is it that makes certain scenarios erotic?

For a start, the characters in erotic stories are fictional. So we give ourselves permission to imagine what we read figuratively rather than literally. There’s nothing arousing about Roald Dahl’s autobiographical recollections of his own childhood thrashings. They’re much too real, much too cruel.

But when it’s make-believe, we can imagine ourselves in the story. Because when you read about a poor schoolgirl being spanked, you’re actually imagining yourself in her position.

The thought of dressing up excites you.

The drama of being told to bend over arouses you.

And the sensation of having your panties pulled down thrills you. Doesn’t it?

The characters in the story are the canvas onto which you project your own erotic desires. That’s why fantasies tend to involve such general archetypes, strict headmistresses,
stern governesses and mischievous schoolgirls have been mainstays of erotic literature for
centuries.

You want to be spanked, and reading about naughty girls having their bare bottoms smacked allows you to experience that feeling vicariously. In the privacy and safety of your own home.

In a way, the stories are a form of time travel, transporting you back in time to an alternate reality of your own schooldays. That’s why the characters in these stories are always older pupils, sexually aware 6th-formers or roleplaying grown-ups. They permit you to inhabit the mind of yourself as a young adult, at that thrilling time of sexual discovery, when the illicit was new, naughty and intoxicating.

So when you read about Alice or Serena being spanked, you’re really reading about the discipline you’ve always craved, and your own satisfaction.

The star of the story was always you.

And that is what excites you.

Secrets and Shadows

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What would be your reaction if you watched a mainstream movie with friends or family that contained a scene like this? Ostentatious delight or embarrassed chuckles?

Come to think of it, how many people know of your most cherished fantasies? Have you ever felt awkward about keeping them secret?

Here’s a passage that might get you thinking, by the great psychologist Carl Jung:

“I had a dream which both frightened and encouraged me. It was night in some unknown place, and I was making slow and painful headway against a mighty wind. Dense fog was flying along everywhere.

“I had my hands cupped around a tiny light which threatened to go out at any moment. Everything depended on my keeping the little light alive. Suddenly I had the feeling that something was coming up behind me. I looked back, and saw a gigantic black figure following me. But at the same moment I was conscious in spite of my terror, that I must keep my little light going through night and wind, regardless of the dangers.

“When I awoke I realized at once that the figure was my own shadow on the swirling mists, brought into being by the little light I was carrying. I knew too that this little light was my consciousness, the only light I have. Though infinitely small and fragile in comparison with the powers of darkness, it is still a light, my only light.”

– Carl Jung, Memories, Dreams and Reflections

Isn’t that first sentence intriguing? "I had a dream which both frightened and encouraged me.”

Even Jung was frightened and disturbed by his dreams sometimes. But he realised that every light casts a shadow, and we’re biologically wired to perceive shadows as dark. But it’s easy to forget about the beautiful, unique and wondrous light that cast the shadow – that’s You.

Keep reading

I’m writing a post that references this, making this an appropriate time to reblog it. If you’ve ever been troubled – or conflicted – by the fantasies you keep secret, I’d highly recommend it.

Make Us Your Slaves

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The Fifty Shades movie opens today, a good opportunity for a topical post. Did you know the original books have sold over 100 million copies, and been translated into 52 languages? To put that in context, Wolf Hall, the critically acclaimed tale of Tudor intrigue had sold about 3 million copies by last year (mostly in the UK and the USA).

In the UK, Fifty Shades of Grey is the fastest-selling paperback of all time, despite poor reviews that have criticised not just the quality of its writing but also the disturbingly manipulative abusive relationship at its centre. 

So how has a poorly written book about a belittled woman and her privileged stalker managed to become so successful?

Part of the reason might be it’s the literary equivalent of fast food, easy to pick up (eBook, stations, supermarkets), easy to consume (you don’t have to think too much) and naughty enough to be considered a guilty pleasure. But I think the real secret of Fifty Shades’ success is that it isn’t really about kinky sex, it’s about the fetishisation of Power – and the sexual attractiveness of massive wealth.

Would Fifty Shades have been anywhere near as popular if protagonist Christian Grey was, like most 27-old males, a young professional striving to build a career, who was still renting or sharing a flat. Of course not. That’s the world we’re all too familiar with, a reality that doesn’t excite us.

Fifty Shades is an escapist fantasy, of helicopters and penthouses, exotic destinations and luxury goods. The leading lady is seduced not by a man, but his lifestyle. But she doesn’t submit to him, she’s emotionally manipulated until she eventually surrenders. The story is a surprisingly old-fashioned parable – in exchange for a life of luxury she trades away her virtue. Although he wins her with all the subtlety of a grey knight corporate raid, even formalising her obedience to his domineering demands with a written contract.

That Fifty Shades is Business Porn with kinky trappings is no great secret. After all, its original title was Master of the Universe, a term borrowed from Tom Wolfe’s tale of 80s excess The Bonfire of the Vanities, which has since come to refer to self-aggrandising members of untouchably powerful business cabals.

Fifty Shades is a celebration of modern predatory capitalism, American Psycho without any of the irony. Not that this should be any surprise, money has always been a turn-on, and now we live in the age of The 1%, of magnates and oligarchs. Wealth, rather than royalty, is now the ultimate measure of social status. Centuries ago, wish-fulfilment stories would have featured a Prince Charming in a gilded cloak and a golden carriage. Now the fantasy is being seduced by a billionaire on a private yacht, and somehow capturing his heart.

Yet ask someone what Fifty Shades is about, and I bet they’ll use words like “kinky”, “bondage” and “whipping”. And that, perhaps, is the book’s unwitting genius, because the explicit sex helps camouflage the bullying behaviour of Mr Grey. Whips and anal sex titillate the reader, suggesting that what they’re reading is naughty, forbidden and transgressive. But I wonder how many see the real message: that secretly we’re all whores, willing suffer any degradation to become part of the social elite.

Because rather than challenge the plutocratic super-rich, we look up to them, admire them, and aspire to join them. Ask yourself this: what would you do if you found yourself catching the eye of a billionaire, a modern genie with the power to grant your every whim? 

It seems many of us would be quite happy to kneel obediently before his cock, to masturbate when he commands us, and bend over submissively when it’s time to be fucked…

Of course, we might tell ourselves we’d never do that, we’d never sell our love or our principles! But deep down we know it’s easier to be a whore than a hero, to give ourselves away in exchange for gifts rather than struggling to earn them. And that’s the power of fantasies, an alternate reality we can play out in our imaginations, exploring all those secret things we’d rather not admit.

The figures speak for themselves, the wealth-worshipping fantasy that is Fifty Shades has attracted over 100 million readers. But dismissing it as poorly written trash is to ignore the fundamental message about human nature at its core, one which deserves to be much better appreciated. 

Dostoyevsky put it best in The Grand Inquisitor:

“In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say: Make us your slaves, but feed us.”

A truth at the heart of many fantasies, don’t you think?

Make Us Your Slaves

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The Fifty Shades movie opens today, a good opportunity for a topical post. Did you know the original books have sold over 100 million copies, and been translated into 52 languages? To put that in context, Wolf Hall, the critically acclaimed tale of Tudor intrigue had sold about 3 million copies by last year (mostly in the UK and the USA).

In the UK, Fifty Shades of Grey is the fastest-selling paperback of all time, despite poor reviews that have criticised not just the quality of its writing but also the disturbingly manipulative abusive relationship at its centre. 

So how has a poorly written book about a belittled woman and her privileged stalker managed to become so successful?

Part of the reason might be it’s the literary equivalent of fast food, easy to pick up (eBook, stations, supermarkets), easy to consume (you don’t have to think too much) and naughty enough to be considered a guilty pleasure. But I think the real secret of Fifty Shades’ success is that it isn’t really about kinky sex, it’s about the fetishisation of Power – and the sexual attractiveness of massive wealth.

Would Fifty Shades have been anywhere near as popular if protagonist Christian Grey was, like most 27-old males, a young professional striving to build a career, who was still renting or sharing a flat. Of course not. That’s the world we’re all too familiar with, a reality that doesn’t excite us.

Fifty Shades is an escapist fantasy, of helicopters and penthouses, exotic destinations and luxury goods. The leading lady is seduced not by a man, but his lifestyle. But she doesn’t submit to him, she’s emotionally manipulated until she eventually surrenders. The story is a surprisingly old-fashioned parable – in exchange for a life of luxury she trades away her virtue. Although he wins her with all the subtlety of a grey knight corporate raid, even formalising her obedience to his domineering demands with a written contract.

That Fifty Shades is Business Porn with kinky trappings is no great secret. After all, its original title was Master of the Universe, a term borrowed from Tom Wolfe’s tale of 80s excess The Bonfire of the Vanities, which has since come to refer to self-aggrandising members of untouchably powerful business cabals.

Fifty Shades is a celebration of modern predatory capitalism, American Psycho without any of the irony. Not that this should be any surprise, money has always been a turn-on, and now we live in the age of The 1%, of magnates and oligarchs. Wealth, rather than royalty, is now the ultimate measure of social status. Centuries ago, wish-fulfilment stories would have featured a Prince Charming in a gilded cloak and a golden carriage. Now the fantasy is being seduced by a billionaire on a private yacht, and somehow capturing his heart.

Yet ask someone what Fifty Shades is about, and I bet they’ll use words like “kinky”, “bondage” and “whipping”. And that, perhaps, is the book’s unwitting genius, because the explicit sex helps camouflage the bullying behaviour of Mr Grey. Whips and anal sex titillate the reader, suggesting that what they’re reading is naughty, forbidden and transgressive. But I wonder how many see the real message: that secretly we’re all whores, willing suffer any degradation to become part of the social elite.

Because rather than challenge the plutocratic super-rich, we look up to them, admire them, and aspire to join them. Ask yourself this: what would you do if you found yourself catching the eye of a billionaire, a modern genie with the power to grant your every whim? 

It seems many of us would be quite happy to kneel obediently before his cock, to masturbate when he commands us, and bend over submissively when it’s time to be fucked…

Of course, we might tell ourselves we’d never do that, we’d never sell our love or our principles! But deep down we know it’s easier to be a whore than a hero, to give ourselves away in exchange for gifts rather than struggling to earn them. And that’s the power of fantasies, an alternate reality we can play out in our imaginations, exploring all those secret things we’d rather not admit.

The figures speak for themselves, the wealth-worshipping fantasy that is Fifty Shades has attracted over 100 million readers. But dismissing it as poorly written trash is to ignore the fundamental message about human nature at its core, one which deserves to be much better appreciated. 

Dostoyevsky put it best in The Grand Inquisitor:

“In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say: Make us your slaves, but feed us.”

A truth at the heart of many fantasies, don’t you think?

May your most cherished fantasies come true – spankingtheatre

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