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F/M Spanking Story – Dana Kane Contest Entry

*** was a single woman , a gym teacher who had
recently retired after twenty years. She lived alone
in a large Victorian home in a small town in northern california.

She was a very strict woman and my first day living
with her laid out her rules and regulations.
Immediately I began breaking every rule. She said
nothing merely grinned and told me
that I would regret my behavior.

After about a month the principal called her to
school. I had been caught cutting class and was
discovered drinking beer with two other guys,
in the woods not far from the school. I was given
a warning if I did anything else wrong I would be
expelled. She said nothing to me on the way home
but the minute we got in the house
she ordered me to go and wait for her in
the living room.

I stood defiant in the middle of the room waiting
for her return. To be honest I had never been
so nervous. When she returned to the room she had
a razor strop in hand.
Very quietly she ordered me to bend over the back
of the sofa . I did what I was told.

I was shaking and trying hard not to show my fear. 
After what seemed an eternity she spoke and in
a no nonsense voice ordered me to lower my jeans.
I hesitated for only a moment, but it was a moment
too long. I felt the leather hit my hand as
I tried to lower my jeans. I cried out but had
my jeans around my ankles in moments.
Almost immeadiately i felt the strop hit my ass
and upper thigh. I was grateful that my cotton
boxer shorts softened the sting of the thick
leather strop. I managed to take the first ten
swats, without a whimper.  ***, paused and for a
moment I thought I was home safe.

“Drop the boxers now so we can finish up” 
she said quietly. I felt blood running to
my cheeks but fear had me drop the boxers. Moments
later, i felt the strop hit my buttocks. I
truly have no idea how many swats she delivered
before I broke into tears, but I was sobbing.
When she finally stopped she came over and pulled
me by the back of my neck to the corner of the
room where i remained till it was dinner time.

That night at supper it was embarrassing to sit
across from *** but she acted as if nothing had
happened. As I cleared the dishes from the table
in a quiet tone she said ” Next time it will be twice
as hard. ” I swore there would never be a next
time.


but i was wrong.

(Dana’s Note: This story is exerpted. The asterisks 
are my edits.)

I hope that my readers are enjoying the Spanking Stories as much as I have. Check back often – there are lots more to read.

-Dana Kane 

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Goodies, Mentions, and Friends

Spanking New Toys!

I love short, compact implements – the ones I can use up-close, personal, and OTK.

With that in mind, my friends at Paddles and Panties designed this teeny yet evil ABS Traveler paddle and a stinger favorite of mine, The Rule.
Teaser: I will use these for the first time in my next spanking video.
***

I do the social networking, if sporadically. For those who are spanking social butterflies, find me here too:

Twitter
Dana Kane on Tumblr
Max Fisch
Spanking Tube 

***
Special thanks to Marqe for including me on his blog Yes Mistress, his ‘homage to the Dominant Lady’.
-Dana
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F/M Spanking Story – Dana Kane’s Spanking Story Contest Entry
Here is another great entry from the Spanking Story Contest –
I will be posting all the stories from the contest throughout the month of April –
dozens of excellent, reader-submitted F/M Spanking Stories.    
-Dana

This is a story I wrote about the only time my girlfriend, M,
(now my ex) spanked me in front of someone else:

M’S VISITOR

I used to date a woman named M who was the kind of person
who liked to take charge.  In a conversation with her one
night about how we were punished growing up,
I revealed to her that I used to get spanked by my Aunt (***)
  To make a long story short, when Mary saw how
respectful I was to my Aunt even as an adult, she decided that
 it wouldn’t be such a bad idea if she spanked me when I deserved it,

It was about eight o’clock p.m. on a weekday, and I was waiting in
my studio apartment for M to come over, with both anticipation
and dread.  In a telephone conversation the night before, we had
some silly argument about where to go on vacation, and M became
quite perturbed, but I thought I avoided a spanking because the
conversation ended with our agreeing to meet for lunch (we worked about
10 blocks away from each other).  M also said she would spend the
night at my apartment.  But for some reason, I didn’t put the lunch
date in my calendar, and I totally forgot to meet her.  I
realized this when I got a message from her at about
five p.m., letting me know that I stood her up for lunch. 
She said she was going out with friends for dinner and drinks,
and that when she came over that evening, as she so eloquently
put it, “the back of my hairbrush and your bare butt are going to
get up close and personal.”

At about ten p.m., the doorman rang my buzzer to let me know I
had visitors.  I thought I had misheard because, of course,
I was only expecting my girlfriend, but then when I opened
the door, I saw both M and her close friend, S.  When
they came inside, both slightly buzzed with the scent of
alluring perfume, cigarette smoke and cocktails, I kissed M
warmly on the lips, and gave S a peck on the cheek.  M said,
“I thought I would bring S over for a nightcap,” and
she asked me to open a bottle of wine.  I always felt a
little funny around S because I knew she disciplined her husband
by spanking and by other means, plus I knew that M has told her
everything about our disciplinary relationship.  In
fact, S helped M pick out the paddle style hairbrush she uses on me. 
Just as unsettling was the fact that S is gorgeous, with her
beautiful Scandinavian complexion, long straight blond hair,
bright blue eyes, and athletic lithe body.  More than once,
M spanked me because she caught me staring at S.  The fact
that she’s a lawyer who works in a high-powered
corporate firm, who on that evening was wearing a perfectly tailored
charcoal business suit, the skirt of which stopped well short
of her knees, only added to the appeal.

After I poured the wine, I wondered if M (who looked incredible
herself, in her navy blue tank top with matching jacket,
and tight designer jeans), forgot about my spanking, or whether
she was just waiting for S to leave.  When we finished
our glasses of wine, M suddenly said, “OK, you know we have some
business to attend to.  I will not tolerate you arguing with me
about silly things.  But, what has earned you a date with my
hairbrush was how you stood me up for lunch.  How many times
have I told you to write thinks like that down, so you don’t
forget?  Get ready for your punishment.”

I looked over at S, felt myself blush, and said to M, “aren’t
you going to wait until S leaves.”  S pretended to look at
the books on my bookshelf.  M responded, “You know S knows all
about this aspect of our relationship, and how, in fact, she
was instrumental to my learning how to become your disciplinarian. 
You also know that she disciplines her husband the same
way, and quite a bit more severely at that.  I won’t ask you again.”

The room had just got much warmer, and my throat tightened up,
but, as is the routine when I was about to be corrected by M,
I stripped to my underpants and waited by the foot of the bed. 
I was hoping beyond hope that before M removed my
last garment of clothing and pulled me over her lap, she would ask
S to leave so that she could punish me privately.  But nothing doing. 
M sat in front of me on the bed, and repeated why she was going
to spank me.  She added to the list the fact that my apartment
was messy.  “I didn’t know you would bring a guest!” I said,
but M explained that it was too messy for her, guest or not.

As I faced her and away from S, she pulled down my briefs and
I stepped out of them.  “Now bring my my hairbrush, it’s in
my purse” said M in her sternest voice.  As I turned just my
head around, I saw that her purse was on the small table
next to the easy chair where S was seated.  “But M!” I started
to plead.

“I told you to get my brush.  Do I need to repeat myself again?” 
M said this in such a tone of voice that I knew I would be
very sorry if I defied her.  I quickly turned around with my
hands over my privates, practically ran to her purse, reached
in it to get the brush (with one hand still covering myself
as best I could) and returned to M.  I avoided making any
eye contact with S, but I could almost feel her eyes on me. 
I handed M the brush and she pulled me over her lap.  I
looked over towards S, and saw her stand up and come closer
so she could get a better view. 

M began her spanking and I knew she was showing off to S
because she spanked with particular zeal.  Instead of alternating
buttocks, which is how she usually spanks, she smacked each
cheek ten times hard.  Then she started alternating. 
“Now[SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK], not only did you
argue with me on the phone [SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK],
but I just won’t tolerate you not writing down our lunch
appointment [SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK], and
you standing me up [SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
SMACK].  And then I come over [SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
SMACK] to find your apartment a mess [SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
SMACK SMACK] made more embarrassing [SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
SMACK] by the fact that S is with me [SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK]. 
Am I getting through to you? [SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK]. 
A pause of about 10 seconds, then approximately another ten
to each cheek.  This was most she had ever lectured during
any spanking up through that time.

During the first twenty, I gritted my teeth and took my
punishment silently not wanting to be embarrassed in front of
S, but when she started lecturing me with
the swatting in between, it just was too painful, and I howled
and begged her to stop.  After the final 20 swats, I was bawling,
and I assured her repeatedly that she had gotten through to me. 
Of course I promised her I wouldn’t argue with her
anymore, would never stand her up again, and would keep my apartment
clean — anything to stop her wicked hairbrush from descending
again and again on my incredibly sore butt.

She ordered me to get off her lap, return her brush to her purse,
and to stand in the corner with my hands clasped on top of my head. 
S, who was standing right behind me, said to M, “look how red
you’ve made his cute little bottom!  To me,
there’s nothing quite like a freshly spanked male ass!”  I’m so
proud of you M. What an effective disciplinarian you are.” 

Through my pain and tears, I heard M say thanks, and they
started talking about something else as if I weren’t in the room. 
“Well at least,” I thought, “S isn’t focused on me and seems to
have forgotten about me.”  S, who had returned to the chair she
was sitting in before, then said, “M, I ran out of
cigarettes at the restaurant.  Can I borrow one of yours?”   
M said she could and said she would join her, and I heard her
opening her cigarette case.  

“You can come out of the corner for the meantime to light our
cigarettes,” said M.  I turned around again covering up as best
I could with my hands, and went to put on my clothes.  “Did I
tell you that you could get dressed?” asked M.  I wouldn’t
dare argue with her so with one hand over my privates, I got the
lighter from her purse, lit M’s cigarette, and was about to light
S’s when M said, “for God’s sake, light her cigarette and put
your other hand at your side.  S has seen her husband and plenty
of other boys naked many times.”

I followed M’s directions but, to minimize my exposure, I quickly
lit S’s cigarette and quickly turned around.  “***,” said S, “I want
to say something important to you.”  My back was towards S and I
dared not turn, as now I felt some stirrings in my groin. 
“What is it?” I responded.

M said, “***, you will cut out this nonsense right now!  I will
not tolerate your being rude to my guest.  Now I want you to turn
around, look S in the eye when she’s speaking to you, and keep
your hands clasped behind your back until I say
you can unclasp them!”  I hesitated, and M warned “If you don’t
do so immediately, I’m going to get my brush, and you’ll find yourself
 over my lap again.”

Of course I did what M asked, except that when I turned around,
I found I couldn’t look I beautiful blond S straight in my eye. 
I thought she was going to say something to M but, instead,
she grabbed my chin with her hand forcing me to look at her. 
She then proceeded to lecture to my naked blushing self, completely
exposed, how lucky I was to have a girlfriend like M, who took the
time and the effort to properly discipline me.  “You know ***,”
she continued, taking a deliberate  drag of her cigarette and
tilting her head up to slowly exhale the smoke (not exactly in 
my face, but very close to it), “if R stood me up for
lunch, even without any other punishable offenses, I would have
used my big paddle,and turned his butt purple, as opposed to the
lovely shade of red your butt is now. So you should also thank M
for showing you some mercy.”  Just then I saw her eyed
glance down for an instant.   When she looked up, she had a half
smirk on her face.  “M, I can never get over how long your
cigarettes are, and I’ve always wondered if other things in your
life measure up.”  They both giggled, as S squeezed my chin and
let go, and M ordered me back to the corner, still with hands clasped
behind me so that I could not rub my sore buns. 

Thankfully, S left about five minutes later.  That night, after
 we had sex, M explained that, on the day S helped her pick out her
hairbrush, she had promised that S could watch a punishment session. 
“I’m not sure if I’ll have her watch again, but you deserved every bit
of that spanking for what you did today.”  I agreed with her wholeheartedly,
promised I wouldn’t do it again, and we had a second go-around. 
Even though she rubbed my buttocks with soothing cream
before we went to sleep, I still had to spend the entire night on my stomach.

-S

(Dana’s note: The *** edits are mine – scenes involving childhood
spankings are removed, as well as names and identifying characteristics.
-Dana)
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Dana Kane’s Spanking Story Contest Winner

Spanking Story Contest – March/April 2011
– Win a Free Spanking Session with Dana Kane –

The Spanking Story Contest was a lot of fun, and I have received many well-written entries. Nearly every day brought a new story or two (or three), and I have enjoyed every one of them immensely. Some entrants were so happy to share that they submitted more than once…and some wrote about their spanking experiences for the very first time. As varied as the stories are, one thing is common – a genuine enthusiasm and love for spanking. 
It should go without saying that choosing just one favorite among so many great stories was not easy, nor was it quick; I have spent hours reading and re-reading all of the stories that have been so lovingly shared. I look forward to sharing them all with you throughout the month of April. (It should also go without saying that everyone is entitled to an opinion – you are welcome to disagree with my choice, but keep it to yourself – the Spanking Story Contest has been great fun and I intend on keeping it that way.) Enjoy!
Without further ado, the winner is….
E
For submitting my favorite Spanking Story, E will receive a free spanking session with me at my playspace in Los Angeles during the month of April. If we are all very lucky, maybe he will write 
about it…
E’s Story: 


Ms. Kane, while begging your pardon, I shall answer all three of your questions, for each answer refers to the others.

First Adult Spanking Experience

Ms. Kane, I was born in the first half of the last century. In 1974, after what had been a lifetime of wants and needs for corporal punishment by a Woman Authority Figure, I finally was more afraid of never doing what I always wanted to than I feared the pain or the experience which would transform me irreversibly to the social and even psychological category of “pervert.” This was long before the internet allowed us to break our isolation, and just before the term “Dominatrix” was coined by the adult contact magazine business, but it was the time of the “Los Angeles Free Press,” a tabloid “underground” newspaper which had advertisements of providers of sexual services, masquerading as “Massage Parlors.”

Under the “specialties” section of those advertisements were providers of what was then called “English Massage.” Well, spanking or flagellation was sometimes called “The English Vice.” For me, the archetype of the woman by whom I wished to be punished – and quite severely – was that paradigm of decorous ruthlessness, the English Governess. For someone like me, whose needs seemed to be the punishment of some inner child at the cusp of adolescence, the fictional heroine Harriet Marwood, Governess was my ideal.

Turns out she wasn’t working in *** then, but I made an appointment at a place which called itself something like “The English Palace” up on *** near ***. It had been a motel, I guess, but I was there on time, with rising expectations which come with, at last, lowered trousers. The Disciplinarian was a woman younger than myself, and I wasn’t much over 30 at the time, and she was both very new and very tentative. She wanted to please me,  wanted to give me a good spanking, but just didn’t know how. But by gosh, she tried, and there was something enormously sweet in the experience, even if control of the situation fell to me by default. I don’t even recall what implements she used, or what positions were involved. But it did hurt, and I was grateful for that, and thanked her. At the end of the session she asked me to manage her career as a Dominant, whatever the term was. I declined, but kept that as the best memory of the experience – that it was necessary and possible to make it work for both parties.

Most Memorable Spanking to Date

Ms. Kane, very fortunately I’ve either had more wonderful experiences than bad or mediocre ones or have the use of traumatic amnesia to erase the unpleasant memories. That’s a bit of a paradox, since I have come to believe is that one reason I seek painful disciplinary spankings is because at some time in the past I unconsciously dealt with a bad painful experience by “eroticizing” it; turning pain and fear and humiliation into pleasures in order to survive and even prevail against them.

My most memorable experience came six or seven years ago, at the hand and will of *** ***, to me the premiere Dominatrix of the *** *** area. She and I had created a friendship before we became Governess/Doctor and young charge, so she knew me quite well. We could improvise our scenes from our knowledge of each other, and from the capacity for make-believe some of us never lose from childhood.

Your site states that you are seeking “incorrigibles.” This screen name, “***” is a variant of one on which I posted on one of ***’s sites as “incorrigible.” Needless to say, she helped me choose this nickname, because it fits my character. I am willful, often forgetful, rebellious, but I hope without disrespect or malice or even resentment to those kind enough to treat me with appropriate severity. So Ms. ***’s self-chosen role was to discipline and when necessary punish the boy within me with the goal of making me the man she and I hoped I would be. That mutual goal became the premise of our disciplinary sessions. It’s not just that she hurt me for my own good. I was cleansed, punished, and brought to atonement so I would go out in the world and do good.

One day in my pre-session check-in call I said that I was wearing jeans, which was probably a dress code violation. Ms. *** took it from there, as soon as she shut the door behind us. She went deep, psychologically, into what seemed a simple naughtiness. She knew that I dreaded hurting anyone inadvertently, such as by an unconscious act of disrespect. Well, all my punishments at her hand began over her knee, a progress of hand and hairbrush and paddles, and then in various positions for the strap and tawse. There were cleansing enemas for which I grated the Ivory soap with a red bottom, there were penmanship exercises, chores, and of course there was the cane. Ms. Kane, I feared that implement. Now I am addicted to it. Ms. *** laid on with a will, but also with Ralgex, a British product similar to BenGay with capsaicin added. Ralgex went on before and after the caning, but at all times, the goals were in mind. She asked if I understood why she needed to be severe. I said I understood and needed her to be severe. We went on for hours, and it was a catharic experience for both of us. The aftercare was mutual. My gosh, it was wonderful.

Origins of My Love for Spanking

Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote that “the Sphinx must solve its own riddle.” It is, I think, up to us to parse how and why we are this way. I suppose, for I have no memory of my early childhood, that at some time I was punished on the buttocks by a woman, and my brain turned that into a pleasure which needed to be repeated. I recall no time as a boy when I didn’t look at some older female – girls, teenagers, women of all ages – and wonder or hope “Would she spank me?” Passages in books in which females spanked or punished males thrilled me. It is possible that all of this is a result of early imprinting, but many boys are spanked and not all turn that into a desire. It is possible that you and I and those like us share some genetic inheritances from matriarchal primates. What we do and what we are is human behavior, and not “other,” but there is a lot of diversity in our species. I have come to believe we are not perverts or damaged goods, but have some role in the survival of our species.

So, Ms. Kane, thank you for doing what you do and for being you.

Respectfully submitted,

E

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Dana Kane spanks the U.S. (and abroad!)

-Travel Reminder-
I am currently filling out my travel calendar for the rest of 2011, and am interested in your suggestions and visiting requests. If you’d like me to visit your city, please send an email to DanaKaneSpanks@gmail.com.
Current 2011 travel includes:

San Diego – April 8th and 9th

Las Vegas – Late April/Early May (tbd)

New York City – May 13, 14, and 15th
Philadelphia – May 16 and 17th
Boston – May 19 and 20th
London, UK – July (tbd)
Tampa, Miami, Orlando – Late August (tbd)

Fall:
Ohio, Michigan, Illinois, Minnesota
Ontario, Canada
Carolinas, Virginia, Atlanta
Seattle, Portland
Vancouver, BC

Winter:
Denver, Phoenix, Houston, Dallas

I am looking forward to meeting many like-minded playmates – check back often as I will be updating travel monthly.

-Dana
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Dana Kane Spanks NYC, Boston, and Philadelphia May 2011

 TRAVEL NOTICE

“Dana Kane Spanks NYC, Boston, and Philadelphia May 2011”
I will be visiting New York City, Boston, and Philadelphia May 12-21, 2011. Dates will be confirmed within the coming week – email DanaKaneSpanks@gmail.com for details.

-Dana Kane
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Dana Kane, Disciplinarian – Your Questions Answered – FAQ

Recently, I have been receiving more and more emails from boys who seem reluctant to ask me any questions – they are apologetic for wanting to share their interests and expectations of a possible spanking session with me.
I understand that politeness and good manners are necessary – I expect them from every person who I meet, and give them readily. I do not, however, expect or require that potential playmates subjugate themselves to me in order to be considered. Naturally submissive boys are encouraged to bow and scrape to their hearts’ desire and will be received with abundant glee, but for those of you who have no interest in psychological submission…have no fear. 
I appreciate your questions – I WANT your input.
With this in mind, I’ve put together a little FAQ to get the ball rolling. Anything else you want to know? Just ask…   

-Dana Kane


(I’ll permanently embed the FAQ in the sidebar of the blog and add to it if/when necessary.)
Dana Kane FAQ

Q.   Do you spank at home, in a hotel, or dungeon?

 A.    In Los Angeles, I take sessions at a private, fully-equipped dungeon-type playspace. I do NOT do home or outcall sessions. When traveling, I always attempt to find a private yet professional space in which to hold sessions. While dungeon-type playspaces are not typically outfitted with a very domestic feel, I prefer the discretion and privacy afforded there, which cannot always be duplicated in a hotel suite.

Q.   Are you a Dominatrix?

A.   I do offer a variety of BDSM play sessions, yes. I built the danakane.blogspot.com site so that my main interest and fetish – spanking – would have a place to stand apart from other types of D/s play. I understand that most spankos have little to no interest in ‘whips and chains’ and have kept that in mind with the strictly spanking site(blog) and it’s content.
I do not employ humiliation tactics, hoods, or full-body leather in domestic scenes…relax.

Q.   Do you have a bunch of ugly tattoos?

A.   No. I have a bunch of very pretty tattoos – most of which I keep covered during domestic and spanking scenes.

Q.   Can I have a blow/hand/foot job?

A.    No.

Q.   Why do you give away your spanking content for free?

A.    I love spanking, I am a total ham, and I believe that sharing my interests with fellow spankos is good for my professional reputation and overall relationship with clients and fans.

Q. Will you be selling videos in the future?

 A.    Probably, yes, but will still give away free photos and videos. I’ve no intention of charging for every little bit of content that I produce, now or in the future.

Q.   Can I be in one of your videos?

A.   I am always happy to discuss your participation in video production. Email me for details.

 Q.   Can I call you and talk about it all?

A.    Absolutely. I require that all prospective new playmates send a respectful and detailed introductory email, outlining interests, experience, limits, etc.  Once a common rapport has been established and a tentative day/time has been set for our meeting we will confirm via telephone and you will have the opportunity to share any information – and ask any other questions –  you feel necessary.

Q.   Tell us about YOUR spanking experience, Dana Kane.

A.    I was not spanked much as a child. By the time I was eight or nine years old, my parents realized that spanking just was not very affective with this headstrong little girl. The only way to get my attention at that age was to force me to stay in my room, thereby stopping me from running all over the neighborhood with my best friend and driving all the old neighbors crazy.

Spanking began for me in an adult, female-led domestic discipline relationship…which happened completely by accident.  What began as a sort of fun, sexy joke became a real and integral part of a very successful and long-term relationship. It was years before anyone outside the relationship had the opportunity to judge my spanker ‘skills’.

In the ensuing years, I have not intentionally sought out domestic discipline relationships, but they have managed to find me again and again. It is a comfortable, natural, happy place for me to function from – and it turns out that sharing my love of spanking with others is a comfortable, natural,  happy place as well.

I look forward to sharing this love until I cannot swing my arm anymore…thank you for allowing me that opportunity. Until we meet –

-Dana Kane

DanaKaneSpanks@gmail.com

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Spanking Story Contest

The Spanking Story Contest is a huge hit!

I have received dozens of entries from all over the country (and worldwide) and am excited to be able to share them with all of you soon.

The Contest ends March 31st, 2011, and I will announce the winner on April 1st. I am accepting story submissions until the very last day of the contest, so if you haven’t sent your story in yet…it’s not too late. Even if you’re on the other side of the globe and cannot possibly be in Los Angeles to claim the prize, I -and other spankos everywhere – would still love to read about your experiences.

You may submit your story to me via email at DanaKaneSpanks@gmail.com, or at Mistress@Danalea.com. I will publish/exerpt the submissions that I receive on my sites for all to enjoy…Free!

Good luck to everyone who’s entered.~

 – Dana

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Dana Kane Spanks San Diego April 8 & 9

I will be visiting San Diego on April 8 and 9 (Friday and Saturday) and booking a limited number of sessions in advance only. Email DanaKaneSpanks@gmail.com for details.

– Dana

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Free Spanking Video – Dana Kane – OTK

(audio sync repaired!)
-Dana

Dana Kane Spanking Video – OTK Hairbrush Discipline

Free spanking photos, spanking videos, spanking story contests – updated regularly.

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Dana Kane – New Spanking Photos/Free Spanking Video

Here are a couple of photos, snapped today – the video will be uploaded soon!

-Dana

“Dana

DanaKaneSpanks@gmail.com
DanaKane.blogspot.com
I update the site regularly with free spanking photos, free spanking videos, spanking links, and other content. Come back often.
– Dana Kane
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Spanking Story Contest – Win a Dana Kane Spanking

Spanking Story Contest – Win a free Spanking session with Dana Kane!

 


One of my favorite things has always been the stories that my spanking partners tell: about their first erotic spanking, their most favorite spanking ever, and the origins of their spanking fetishes.
The stories always interest me – I love learning what others enjoy, remember, and fantasize about their spanking experiences, and that knowledge always leads to a more enjoyable and intimate experience for us both during a session.

With that in mind, I have concocted a Spanking Story Contest. The rules are simple:
  *Tell me about your first adult spanking experience, your most memorable spanking to date, or about the origins of your love for spanking.
  *No graphic sexual content, please.
  *Leave out any personal details which you do not want to share with the public, and I will, of course, remove your name and identifiable data – your Spanking Stories will be published/exerpted on my website at DanaKane.blogspot.com.
  *Send your story to me in an email at DanaKaneSpanks@gmail.com, with the subject ‘Spanking Story Contest Entry’.
  *The Contest begins February 22, 2011, and ends March 31, 2011. Free session to be awarded during April 2011.
  *By entering the contest, you agree to allow me to share your story, here and elsewhere, in print and digital media.

I will choose (arbitrarily, subjectively, and at my sole discretion) my favorite from the submitted stories and award the best with a FREE, ONE HOUR SPANKING SESSION at my playspace in Los Angeles, California.
Good luck~
Dana

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