Hairbrushes- Love em' or Hate em' ?

Hmmmmmmmm.....Let me think about that for a moment. Yeah right, like that's necessary ! Brushes are for grooming and making your hair pretty. Whomever came up with the bright idea of using them as an implement for spanking , well they need a spanking for letting that idea be carried out in the first place. Of course this is a personal opinion from a bottom who has experienced the hairbrush on more than one occasion. I have yet to feel one smack on my bottom from one that I have just fallen in love with. Imagine my eyes rolling now if you would. I especially hate the bathbrush. It can reduce me to tears as quickly or maybe even quicker than a school paddle or belt. Even if some of the tougher bottoms out there were to call me a wimp on this one I'd take the teasing and gladly let them stand in for my next appointment with a hairbrush. So, you all know how I like to ask questions. This one is for bottoms and tops. Bottoms; How does a hairbrush rate on your list of most feared implements ? Spankers' ; How effective is the hairbrush in your opinion ?

Moving

No it's not my behavior that is under construction. That goes without saying at this time don't you think ? Modifying my behavior is an around the clock and neverending job. For some reason what I see as pefectly innocent fun is construed as misbehaving to some.

Anyway... I've finally took the plunge and have begun moving my Amber's Spanking Journey blog to a new page. It's still lil' ol' me people, just a new title and a "facelift on my page" so to speak. You can be sure that I'll alway's be journaling about spankings and such, just be patient please. We all know moving is a pain in the butt. Not the same benifits as a warm and rosy glow type of pain. I'd rather be spanked than move. I absolutely hate to move. The process of a spanking may be painful but not near as tedious and time consuming as moving. Consider it spring cleaning and the need to clear up some confusion. I'm not understanding why it is still confusing to some that I'm the petite brunette " lil Amber" and not the tall redheaded one. I've had spanking _amber as my email for 4 years. I've been "spanked~amber" or "spanking~amber" etc on forums since my face and butt appeared on Amateur Spankings at least 3 years ago. That's not the inspiration for my moving-but it would be nice to have that little problem clear up as an added bonus anyway. Not that I wouldn't mind growing a few inches and my hair being long again, but I have grown tired of suddenly explaining my identity among the spanking community. I'll be adding new posts and pictures etc. Hope you enjoy the new look and will be sure to check back often.

The Texas All State Spanking Party is approaching and I have decided to add my own line of implements to the vendor fair. They are available to purchase at sassypaddles.com
The name for my paddles seemed fitting. Not that I'm admitting that I am sassy or anything...
Anyway, the image above is one of many that will be making their first appearance at the party/vendor fair. Several styles are already available as well as more that are in the works.
* The Peace Maker
* Talk To The Hand
* Sassy Pants
* Paddled In Paris
These are just naming a few. Don't worry guys & gents- I did not make them all girlie. In fact I have a football themed one in the works. Do youhave a favorite sports team, a special occasion or the desire to give that someone special a unique and personable gift ? Custom Requests will be available as well. If anyone has any questions and/or interest, you may contact me by email. spanking_amber@yahoo.com. Hope you will take a minute to check them out. Decorating and spanking are both favorite hobbies of mine, thus the idea popped into my lil' ol' head. Maybe keeping busy with this added hobby will keep me out of trouble. Or not. But it will be fun either way !
Looking forward to seeing my many friends in the scene this coming weekend.

Amber's Archives

Now I know it must appear to you that I am bored. Pictures can be misleading I assure you. Many of my past pic's amuse me, or disgust me. I'm female, I'm allowed to be self critical. For those who have met me, especially those that have witnessed in person or watched clips of my being spanked probably can see that I am actually nervously awaiting my punishment here. The clue is that I fidget, sometimes more than others. It depends on my mood or how severe the punishment that awaits me. I have always had this habit of fidgeting before speaking or singing in front of even a small crowd of people. To be spanked adds a whole new twist ! That's a pretty vulnerable state to know that others are seeing your every move, sound, expression, sizing you up or down, judging your reactions and measuring your "toughness" or lack of. I'm not sure what category I fall in in many of these areas. My way of handling my jitters-fidget. Something has to be moving. The other resolve is to just be myself. I know me well enough that if I tried to appear calm and non chalant -I would look ridiculous . My dignity is already at stake when my bottom is in the air anyway, lol. Might as well just "go with it" the best I can.

Spanking & Sunshine...yum !

This photo is from a very recent trip to Florida to spend some time with my good friends Todd and Suzy. I was taking advantage of my last opportunity to enjoy the warm weather and soak up some sun. It was a much needed change of scenery and a chance for some R &R . Of course a little spanking went into the mix but plenty of vanilla fun was always available. I've come to value my friendships in this community more than any of them could ever know. I'll post more pics soon from this trip and yes -I managed to get caught misbehaving on more than one occasion. Imagine that....

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A Special Day

For those of you that don't know, today is a very special day, it is Amber's Birthday. So I wanted to take this opportunity to say a few words in honor of this special day. Amber, I know you have never been thrilled that your Birthday fell where it did, so close to Christmas and just before New Years. But I have a theory. Now, I have known for quite some time that you are a very special person, and I think being born when you were makes you that much more special.....Think about it.......You were the ultimate gift at Christmas time, a beautiful baby girl and a brand new life to start a new year. I feel very fortunate that you came into my life and have shared so much with me during our time together. So many happy days and memories, lots of comforting times and yes, more than our fair share of sad times and dark days. Some that brought us closer together and some that threatened to push us apart, but they are all times that I treasure and would not trade for anything in the world. From the very first time we met, and I gazed into those big brown eyes, I could sense there was something extraordinary inside you, and the more I have come to know you the more grateful I feel that you have allowed me into your life. Your warm smile, caring eyes, and outgoing personality can bring life to any room, and joy to so many......So, I think it is appropriate that you were born when you were.....a very special, beautiful girl and a wonderful gift to all that know and love you. Happy Birthday sweetie.....xoxox

Santa, you didn't even let me explain.

Now I think this predicament earned at least a pout. He didn't even give me the chance to tell him the whole story. I was just an innocent bystander among a few gathered friends at Zed & Ginger's and lo and behold there was a knock on the door. I opened and greeted the visitor with my best manners and still got spanked. Gee. Other than some friendly and harmless pranks I was being a good girl. Really. Sure I might have known a little something about someone's coat coming up missing, but I returned it unharmed. If someone offers you a drink or two...isn't it polite to accept it ? I must say that I think my behavior had been influenced by the eggnog. Yeah that was it. Surely I shouldn't have been held entirely responsible for my behavior for the past year. Many of those "accidental moments of naughtiness" had already gotten my bottom soundly spanked. Guess I'll have to try harder to stay off the naughty list. By the look of my bottom afterward, Santa must of thought I'd been extremely naughty. Ouch. Maybe if I leave him extra cookies next time...

Gee Santa, this isn't what I expected. I asked for chocolate truffles in my stocking. He must have gotten me confused with someone else, cause I got a switch and coal instead.
The past couple of days have been busy ones for me, I got a later start on my Christmas decorating than usual. I have a good excuse however. I had the opportunity to take a trip to Kentucky with Todd & Suzy for a small gathering of friends at Zed & Ginger's. Todd gave me a perfect warm up before bedtime after my arrival to their place. Suzy seemed to find my already getting spanked amusing, but she gave me chocolate so that made it fair. The road trip to Kentucky was so fun-Suzy and I were so behaved. I have no clue why Todd threatened to pull over. Zed & Ginger were such gracious hosts. It was a much needed time away for me and I feel so grateful to have developed the friendships I have in the spanking community. They failed to warn me however that Santa would be stopping by and I sort of some how ended up on the naughty list. There will be more to share with my being on Santa's knee next time and it's not sitting upon his knee if you get what I mean.

A new version of Jolly Ol' Saint Nicholas by Amber Grey

Jolly ol' Saint Nicholas, lean your ear this way,
Don't believe a single word of what I'm going to say

There are those who do believe a naughty girl I've been,
Santa, if they really knew the trouble I've been in...

Christmas eve is coming soon, now you dear old man,
a spanking you may give me...
just catch me if you can !

With Thanksgiving just around the corner I thought I'd share one of my favorite recipes. Now I know not everybody loves the cranberry sauce. It's one of those things that you either hate or love. I'm one of those that love it. Those of you who hate it, don't spank me just yet, I'll put up some more holiday recipes soon.
I've been trying to eat healthier and so I've been experimenting in the kitchen quite a bit. I hate giving up the foods I love, so I've tweaked a lot of my favorites. Enjoy.

Cranberry - Apple Relish

2 cups Splenda
2 cups water
4 cups fresh or frozen cranberries
1 peeled, cored and finely chopped apple
1 tsp grated orange zest

In a large saucepan, over medium-high heat, bring Splenda
& water to a boil. Continue to boil for 5 minutes. Add cran-
berries and chopped apple; boil for 10 more minutes or until
cranberries pop and mixture begins to thicken. Remove from
heat and stir in orange zest. Cover and cool.
Yields 4 1/2 cups

A Spanking Buzz ?

Thinking back to when I came out of the spanking closet so to speak, I remember wondering if there was something wrong with me. Now that I've been an active member of the spanking community for about 3 years, it's an amusing thought. I also remember the nervousness and excitement moments before that first adult spanking.What if this has all just been a fascination with the idea ? My worries soon were replaced with my first "spanking buzz."
Once positioned across his lap, I looked over my shoulder at Tom and I asked this question; "How can you tell if your really into it ? " His answer; You either love it or you don't. Little did he know what spanking passions he was stirring up in that first meeting ! I fell in love with the sensations that a spanking can produce. Of course the playful or more sensual smacks are my favorites. However I have come to realize the discipline spankings provide a different type of secure and cared for feeling. I respect that not all who participate in spanking share a desire for discipline. It's not my place to say that your less of a spanko if you only like one kind of spanking. Just my opinion, but we are all in the same spanking boat-just some of us paddle differently ;) Some of us like fun & fruity alcohol while others prefer the hard stuff. A spanking buzz is much more healthy though...;)

Have you ever craved a spanking so badly that you could not focus on anything else ?
Much like my craving for chocolate or coffee, nothing else will satisfy that hunger. Laying down, imagining that your skin is making contact with a strong hand. Slowly your cheeks are a warm and blushing shade of pink. The sting is of the perfect intensity. Fingers cross lightly across your bottom. Goosebumps rise as you await more. He indulges your desire, just enough to leave you wanting more. Again you feel the heat beginning to build and you hear yourself whimper and then sigh as his hand travels across your stinging cheeks. Soothing yet teasing. Oh the bliss...
The things that go on in my lil' head....;)

How about we just name this photo and update a combo. It's from the "Amber Archives" and was taken after a real discipline spanking. My bottom was the same color this past weekend and yes...it was for correction purposes. It had been quite some time since any type of accountability has taken place other than for video's. For awhile it did not bother me, but I have seen some changes about myself that I do not like. Now I know that as an adult, I have the power and choice to take care of myself and make positive choices, blah blah blah. I'm a true spanko and when I suddenly never know when to count on my bottom receiving a sound spanking ...well I went on a roller coaster with my behavior. Now don't get too excited, I didn't do anything terribly naughty, but the temptation was there, trust me. Knowing that I could do whatever & whenever without anyone caring either way, well why not ? But being the true spanko I am, I also felt neglected in a way. Someone caring enough to help me with problem areas, motivate me when I could care less etc. was hard to count on one day and then slowly it not be there at all. Several weeks ago, after a heart to heart talk, I admitted that the absence of discipline was bothering me . Tom, a.k.a. WP, agreed that this was something that had been lacking. Be careful what you ask for.
I was told that my earned spanking would take place on Saturday. I was nervous, a bit surprising to me, but I honestly had butterflies. The same feeling that I had when I was younger and agreed to ride the cliff hanger at Six Flags. I waited almost an hour in line, biting my thumb nail, partially grateful that the number of victims ahead of me seemed never ending. Then there was that other part of me that just wanted to get it over with already. When I awoke Saturday morning my first thought was; I need coffee. The second thought was; I'm getting spanked today, and it's not for fun or stress relief. No warm up. A few hours later I was lying on my tummy over two pillows. Even though this position is physically more comfy, it gives just as vulnerable a feeling for my bottom as any other. I was asked if I was ready. Now please tell me why the person wielding the implement asks that question. If I were to answer; "No give me half an hour and then maybe..." I don't think that would improve my predicament at all.
The first part of my punishment began with a leather strap and my jeans and panties ordered to be pulled down. I thought it in my best interest to comply. As soon as the first lick landed my feet betrayed me and up they came. It's a reflex reaction -honest. But I was told rather sternly to put them down. I only had to be told once. Luckily part of my spanking was done over my jeans but when it is wood or the lexan -it still hurts ! My bottom was plenty sore and even after the soreness had began to fade, there was a sting that lingered for hours. My bottom reminded every time I had to scoot to get out of the vehicle the rest of the day. Lesson learned...until next time. I don't make promises I can't keep. Now that's being a good girl isn't it ?

Spanked In The Great Outdoors

Spanked in the Great Outdoors indeed !
Gee, I was just on the phone for a little bit, it's not like the housework was going anywhere. Besides, it would be more of an offense to let such a pretty day go to waste having to stay in don't you think ?
Once I heard the all too familiar sound of a belt coming off though, the outdoors had suddenly lost it's appeal. Amateur Spankings is determined to teach me another lesson...

I am still having the post party blues from Shadow Lane. I know, I should be over it by now. It's my blog so I'll whine if I want to. Seriously though, I had been in a little bit of a state of spanking blah's before the party and it was just what I needed. I always love reuniting with fellow spanker's and spankee's. It's like one big spanking reunion. I hated family reunion's when I was kid, maybe because of my true spankoness (yes there is such a word-cause I just made it up) this is a reunion that I can misbehave at, lol. It's also a treat to be spanked by new as well as past found spanko' friends. This picture is courtesy of Dallas. I think he was trying to make my bum match my shirt. I found the picture funny because I am giving him my "you just think you taught me a lesson " look. I had even told him that I'd already gotten a hard spanking with a "family strap" but that didn't get me off the hook obviously. Sabrina, thanks for at least atempting to convince him that I was undeserving of such a spanking, lol. The family strap deserves a post of it's own so be sure to check back for that one in the near future.

Spanked.. Yet Again

I have once again been reminded the importance of keeping my blog updated. I will admit that I have been naughty in this area. Hopefully I will be forgiven. The photo's you see here are after a little warm up and then my baring my bottom for the real deal. The implements applied to my backside are from the handiwork of Ian of London Tanners. Owwwww Ian ! Certainly got my attention that's for sure.
I will be updateing all of you on my recent adventures at The Shadow Lane party in Vegas last month. My bottom stayed pink, and sometimes red the entire time. That's right, such a shock huh ?

Florida Moonshine Tropical Beach Party

I've finally rested up since my trip to Florida. The beach was awesome -just what I had imagined -only better. Too bad my bottom wasn't warmed on the white sand. We didn't want to cause a riot or scare any children. I managed to behave for that little window of time. But let me back up a bit...
Friday night was the vendor fair and I had a hard time deciding what to wear. I'm a female, we are supposed to do that aren't we ? I knew I would be bouncing between tables of Amateur Spankings & Tom's table of implements. So the schoolgirl outfit came out of the suitcase for that one. Lots of mingling , selling video's, and offering my bottom for implement demonstrations. Well I wasn't willingly volunteering every time...but I consented. I thought it was in my best interest. Ian, the leader of the pack as far as getting the whole event put together, stopped by our table to "say hello." As you can see in the photo, his way of saying hello to me was to spank me. I was being good. Honest. What an awesome party he throws !
Friday night after the vendor fair, we met up with some long time friends on My Spanking Forum as well as some new faces. One of them took spankings so well, made me sound like a banshee. I think we were both fascinated with how opposite we were and respected one another's reactions. Todd & Suzy were among the fun and Todd took a turn taking me over his knee. Thank you for the Margarita Suzy ! My throat sure was dry from all that yelping I was doing. A talented & well seasoned spanker for sure. Suzy got a taste of some of Tom's straps. She now knows why I am so squirmy ;)
Saturday: The first event was putting on a demonstration video. Roxi, Aurora & myself got into a bit of trouble from a night out on the town. So we bared our bums and Ian loaned Gary one of his straps. How thoughtful of him. So our spanking shame was filmed in front of a delightful audience and we enjoyed the session of questions that followed. After a dip in the beach and a banquet that evening we eventually made our way up to the suite parties. This is where I paid up on that long time owed spanking from a dear friend: Richard Windsor. He spanked me with gusto let me tell ya, lol. It was the kind of spanking that was just the right amount of intensity. the kind that makes you wiggle and I'm not quiet for this kind of spanking he found out. :) It was fun and longtime coming.
Sunday came all too soon and we left shortly after our late breakfast. I already miss my like minded friends and of course the beach.

Paddle Me Pink

I was wondering, which I do quite often, when it comes to spanking hues... what is your preferred shade ? I realize since I am asking both spankee's and spanker's alike that there might be a wide range of answers. Even better ! Myself-I love the bright shade of pink.

By looking over to your left it is obvious that I love vintage spanking pics. This one is one of my all time fav's. The expressions are perfect. His is that of determination and her's is a combination of regret and sass. I relate to that expression well I must admit...