Rachel Adams is a lovely girl. Smart, kind, hard working, I'm honored to call her my friend. When I heard that she missed a shoot for a bondage producer, I was pretty surprised -- it didn't sound like something I could see her doing. But alas, the usually low key girl had a long night out at the bar and went home with a guy, and proceeded to rest through her alarm clock and wake up hours late. The shoot went on without her, and suddenly she wasn't going to have enough money to pay her rent.

And this is where part 1 begins, with Rachel coming in for a session she scheduled last minu...

Rachel Adams is a lovely girl. Smart, kind, hard working, I'm honored to call her my friend. When I heard that she missed a shoot for a bondage producer, I was pretty surprised -- it didn't sound like something I could see her doing. But alas, the usually low key girl had a long night out at the bar and went home with a guy, and proceeded to rest through her alarm clock and wake up hours late. The shoot went on without her, and suddenly she wasn't going to have enough money to pay her rent.

And this is where part 1 begins, with Rachel coming in for a session she scheduled last minute with me. I have her kneel, and I explain to her that despite the professional context of why she's about to be spanked, she should think of it like a real punishment. It is genuinely with her best interests at heart that I'm about to give her a big spanking.

I take her over my knee and pull down her pants. As I lecture her and scold her with my hand resting ominously on her bottom, Rachel begins to cry. She knows that she deserves a spanking, and she's embarrassed of her behavior. Mixed into these emotions is fear: she's had to be spanked by me once before, and she knows how much it's going to hurt.

Determined to discipline Rachel, I begin to spank her. The tears immediately transform into heavy sobs; the poor girl is as overwhelmed as she is unable to escape her fate. Once this is over, I have her sit and wait for me to return. When I do, I have a leather strap in hand.

Rachel bends over the table, torso flat, and I give her 10 good strokes. How she manages to keep relatively still and get back into position after each one, I'll never know, because she is screaming loud enough to wake up the entire neighborhood. But being the good girl that she is, Rachel does exactly that, and she takes all 10 strokes despite obviously being in unbearable pain.

After the strapping is shown from the bottom camera angle, part 2 begins with the face cam. After the strapping is over, I place Rachel on the Behavior Reflection Stool to sit on her sore bottom. Still heaving and sobbing minutes later, I explain that she still has to endure one last spanking with my hand. Over my knee she goes, and she is in crying hysterics before it's over. It feels like it will never end for her, but then of course it does, and I take her into my arms to comfort her and provide her with much needed aftercare.