#Spankee Doodle Dandy
Welcome to Spankee Doodle Dandy!
For those in the northern hemisphere, summer is here! What better way to celebrate summer vacations than to give (or receive) a sizzling hot spanking? After the rousing success of Love Spanks and Spank or Treat, Anastasia Vitsky and her team of spanking fiction authors have returned to bring you a collective Spankee Doodle Dandy story extravaganza. It’s love and kisses for adults, and we do mean adults!
Even better, participation could earn you a GRAND PRIZE!Kindle Fire or Nook Color (winner’s choice)!
(donated by Blushing Books)$100 gift certificate
(donated by Blushing Books)$25 gift certificate to Blushing Books
(donated by Patty Devlin)$20 gift certificate to Amazon!
(donated by Stormy Night Publications)Custom-made Spankee Doodle paddle*!
(donated by Blondie’s Place)
*Available to US and Canada participants only Book Bundles from:Decadent Publishing
LazyDay Publishing
Stormy Night Publications
Patty DevlinPre-publication consultation of a manuscript up to 15K(donated by Wizards in Publishing)Many authors will also be offering a contest on their individual blogs. Your comment on their blogs automatically enters you in both the main contest and the individual contests!
What’s the catch? Absolutely nothing! We love writing for you and want to thank you for your readership. Perhaps someone might get a spanking or two, but that’s a reward rather than a catch, right?
Here are the rules:
Visit each blog between the Thursday, June 20th and Sunday, June 23rd to read the posted stories and excerpts.Leave a comment answering the story question on each blog. You will receive one entry per blog for the grand prize drawing. You will also be automatically entered in that author’s individual contest, if he or she has one.If you have visited all of the blogs, visit Ana’s blog to sign up for FIVE bonus entries to the grand prize.
Deadline is midnight EST (UTC -5) on June 23rd!!If you successfully completed the Love Spanks or Spank or Treat challenge and visited all of the blogs for either challenge, you may add “VIP” to your comments. You will earn THREE bonus entries toward the grand prize. (Yes, we will be doing this again. Yes, if you successfully complete the Spankee Doodle Dandy challenge you can become a VIP for our next activity!)Visit any of the participating blogs on Thursday, June 27th to find out the lucky winners. Will it be you?Like these events? Want to support your friendly spanking fiction authors? Become a Spankee Doodle Ambassador! In exchange for promoting this event, you will receive one extra prize entry, AND you are still eligible to participate and win prizes! To find out the details, send an email to ana_stasia2007 at yahoo dot com, with the subject line “Spankee Doodle Ambassador”.
An excerpt from my current work-in-progress, an MFM fantasy spanking romance called Days and Nights:
“I found you, and I’ve a mind to keep you, girl.”
Girl. She shuddered when he called her that.
“Where are you from?” Trent asked, his eyes drooping. “Which village? You were far from any village when I found you, and I’d like to know where you call home.”
Amelia pressed her lips together and looked at his chest, unwilling to divulge this information.
A laugh boomed through the room. “I think she must be a runaway. Or maybe a little thief who doesn’t want her hand cut off. It’s fortunate we found you, sweetling,” said Gavin.
“The village I’m from might be considered backwards, but we do not cut off peoples’ hands!” Oh no. Her hand flew to her mouth. She’d said too much. They might be able to guess her village now.
Trent stepped forward and tilted her chin up with one finger. Her stomach fluttered at the contact, so gentle yet so firm. “Tell me what crime you committed,” he said, his hot breath fanning against her face. The close contact had her ready to come undone, and she wasn’t sure why. As soon as someone dared touch her in the village, they got a slap to the cheek, or a knee to the groin.
“I didn’t commit a crime,” she said. It was the truth. But if she tried to explain about the murder and Beatrice, they might not believe her. They might haul her back to her village.
Trent’s eyes narrowed. “You’re running from something, and I want to know what it is. Tell me now, girl. I don’t have all night.” He yawned and swayed in place.
Her fury rose. Just because Trent had saved her life, didn’t mean she belonged to him. Or them.
Oh goodness. They shared their women. If they kept her, then she’d be forced to spread her legs for them both.
“Let me leave,” she said.
“No. You’re not leaving,” Trent responded with another yawn.
The second yawn did her in, and Amelia snapped. She uncurled one of her fisted hands and slapped Trent smartly across the face. The impact stung her hand, and she recoiled, stepping back as she cradled her poor hand. She looked at Gavin in fear, expecting retaliation. He glowered at her, a red handprint marring the bare part of his cheek, right above his facial hair.
“I am tired. I am going back to sleep,” he finally said, turning to leave. On his way past Gavin, he paused. “See that she’s punished.”
Amelia’s heart picked up, and her palms broke into a sweat. She regarded the brothers in shock, wondering exactly how Gavin would punish her, and the ball in her stomach told her it would be physical. As barbaric as the Banded Brothers were portrayed in all the stories, of course it would be physical. She closed her eyes for a moment, praying this was a dream, but when she opened them, Trent was walking out the door. He pulled it shut with an ominous thud.
“Well, Amelia, you’ve only been here for a few hours, and it seems you’ve already been naughty.” He clucked his tongue as he rounded the bed, backing her into a corner. She turned her head, refusing to look at him even as he placed a hand on either side of her, blocking her in.
“He deserved that slap,” she defended. “And if you didn’t have my arms pinned down, I’d slap you as well.”
Gavin chuckled, and she fumed that he’d laughed in her presence several times so far, as if she was a newfound source of amusement for him. She pushed at him, but he caught her hands, grabbing her wrists to stretch her arms high above her head against the wall. She felt vulnerable and small in his grasp, and his pitch black eyes held her captive.
“Please,” she whispered. “Please let me go.”
“You have no idea how dangerous it is out there,” he said. “Women who live in the forest are protected. If we let you go, it would be a death sentence.” He grinned. “Besides, my brother believes you are a gift from the Goddess. Our new mate.”
“Why don’t you already have a mate?” She wasn’t sure why, but the question slipped from her mouth.
“We returned from war not long ago. We claimed this abandoned castle, and we’ve been preparing to take a woman. You fell into our laps like a gift from the Goddess herself, don’t deny it. Perfect timing, I’d say.”
“Perfect timing my ass!” She twisted in his hold, only for him to press his center against her, and she stilled the moment she felt his erection, rock hard and huge, poking her in the stomach. She shuddered to think how large his cock actually was, and hoped against hope it wasn’t in proportion to the rest of his body, in case she had the misfortune of having to accommodate it.
“Well, speaking of your ass…” He began dragging her to the bed, and she pulled against him with all her might, panicking in the face of an unknown horror. Whatever he was about to do to her, she knew it would be awful. Painful and traumatizing.
“Let me go!” she screeched, but soon found herself upended over his lap. She froze, not quite believing.
Oh no. She was over his knee, and he meant to spank her.
This realization had her squirming and clawing at his legs, trying to force him to release her, to let her run out of the room and far away from this punishment.
“You’re feisty,” he said, wrangling her wrists together, until he had her hands pinned at the small of her back. “I like that.”
“Well I don’t like you!” It was a childish thing to say, but it was all she could come up with under the circumstances.
His hand came down, slapping her ass with a sting that stunned her. Even through her drawers and the nightgown, she felt the full impact of the blow. He gave her a dozen more slaps in this fashion, and she kicked her legs, trying to slide to the floor. Beneath her stomach, she felt his organ swelling harder, and she kept kicking, wanting to escape his punishing hand and the hard evidence of his arousal. What a beast he was to become aroused as he chastised her, and so unfairly at that.
“You will apologize to my brother in the morning, sweetling. We might seem a bit barbaric to you, but we aren’t so uncivilized and disrespectful as to slap you in the face, and we expect the same propriety from you.”
“You can shove your propriety up your ass!” she screamed, unable to hold her tongue. Her whole life, people had mostly avoided her due to her smart mouth. She was sweet when it suited her, and sour and spiteful when it suited her as well. A personality for each situation. She should’ve been born in a larger village with more culture, or perhaps a city far away, and she could’ve been a fine actress. Instead, she’d been born an orphan in a poor village cut off from all other villages, an outcaste among outcastes.
Heat seared her bottom, and the stinging blows didn’t cease falling. Gavin spanked her thoroughly, pelting both her cheeks from top to bottom, and the pain soon caused tears to prick in her eyes. The instant she felt moisture on her face, her tears finally falling, she hated him all the more. Despite her increasing hatred, she didn’t have the energy to keep squirming. She was exhausted, spent from the ordeal of her trek through the forest, almost dying, and then waking up the captive of two strangers – Banded Brothers who thought she was a gift from the Goddess.
Her tears began to flow freely, and she buried her face in the clean, soft bedcovers. She’d stopped thrashing her legs, and now she simply hoped Gavin would take pity on her and end her punishment. No one had ever spanked her before. She’d been slapped in the face plenty, pushed around, and even kicked a few times, but never spanked. It was horrible, but at the same time different than all the other physical hurts she’d suffered through. This one hurt her heart the most, and she wasn’t sure why. Was it because he meant to teach her a lesson in manners?
No. It couldn’t be. She’d just met Gavin. And she hated him. Oh, how she hated him to the moon and back.
“Are you sorry for disrespecting my brother?” Gavin asked, pausing with his hand covering her tender, flaming backside.
Amelia didn’t respond, keeping silent with her friends Pride, Anger, and Obstinacy.
“Very well.” He pushed her nightgown up until it bunched around her waist, and parted the slit of her drawers. The cool air kissed her heated flesh, but instead of soothing the burn, it seemed to reignite it. She whimpered at the pain, and shame washed over her. Her bare bottom was on display to him, no doubt bright red, and she felt his cock twitching and growing larger still beneath her stomach.
“I – I might be sorry,” she said tentatively. She didn’t want a bare bottom spanking, and now she was beginning to question if her behavior had indeed been rude.
“You might be sorry?” he asked, rubbing her flesh. The skin-to-skin contact rattled her senses. Why did his touch feel intimate? Was she so starved for physical contact? She brushed the questions aside, instead focusing on her supposed misdeed.
“Perhaps I shouldn’t have slapped Trent in the face,” she offered.
“He risked his life to save yours, sweetling.”
She sighed. “I know. But I don’t believe the Goddess gives people away as gifts. It’s preposterous. She makes the world grow, plants, animals, and people, but I don’t think she interferes in our lives that way.”
“Have you ever prayed to the Goddess before?”
“Yes, but that’s not the point. I can’t help it. When I’m in trouble, I sometimes pray. Or when I’m thankful. It’s habit, I guess.”
“My brother and I prayed for a sign, a sign to lead us to the right woman we’d share the rest of our lives with. None of the woman born to of the Banded called to us.”
“There’s more of you?”
“Yes. We’re scattered through the forest. Small communities here and there, mostly located near the old castles.” He paused and continued stroking her bottom. She hated to admit it, but it felt rather nice. She much preferred his tenderness to his harshness, though she still wished to escape.
“Well, if you must know, I prayed in the forest for my life, and for my freedom. To say the Goddess answers prayers is ridiculous if you think about it. Why should she answer yours and not mine?”
He squeezed her mounds, pulling at each cheek as he did so, parting her until air rushed against her cleft, down to her bottom hole and her sex. “Don’t be foolish, sweetling” Humor colored his voice. “Isn’t it obvious?”
“What?” she asked, frustrated.
“My brother and I are the answer to your prayers, you just don’t know it yet.”
She scoffed and lifted her head, wishing her hands were free so she could wipe the lingering moisture from her face. “I guess it’s true what they say about the Banded Brothers?”
“What’s that?”
“That what they have in strength of body, they lack tenfold in strength of mind. Brutes without brains.”
“You’re lucky I’m the one punishing you right now,” he said. “I’m much calmer than Trent. He’d take a cane to you for saying something like that.”
***end of excerpt***
In addition to the prizes listed above, I'm giving away a $5 Amazon giftcard to one random commenter. Just leave a comment with your email address for a chance to win, it's that easy!
Thanks for stopping by! For more information about Spankee Doodle, please go here. Also, visit the participating authors below to read more spanking stories and excerpts, and for more chances to win some fabulous prizes!
PARTICIPATING AUTHORS
Anastasia Vitsky
Celeste Jones
Constance Masters
Joseph McNamara
Kate Richards
Kathryn Blake
Maren Smith
Penelope Jones
Renee Rose
Starla Kaye
Sue Lyndon
And introducing our first-ever guest participant:
Joey Gallo
Our Spankee Doodle Ambassadors are...
Adaline Raine
Ami Starsong Casey McKay
Corinne Alexander Danita Minnis
Erzabet Bishop
Gemini
Katherine Deane
La Crimson Femme
Lily Lobster
Marcia Bookswagger
Mary Sue Wehr
Minelle Labraun
Natasha Knight
Paloma Beck
Patty Devlin
Penelope Hasler
Rollin Hand
Sunny Girl
Tara Finnegan
Thianna D
For those in the northern hemisphere, summer is here! What better way to celebrate summer vacations than to give (or receive) a sizzling hot spanking? After the rousing success of Love Spanks and Spank or Treat, Anastasia Vitsky and her team of spanking fiction authors have returned to bring you a collective Spankee Doodle Dandy story extravaganza. It’s love and kisses for adults, and we do mean adults!
Even better, participation could earn you a GRAND PRIZE!Kindle Fire or Nook Color (winner’s choice)!
(donated by Blushing Books)$100 gift certificate
(donated by Blushing Books)$25 gift certificate to Blushing Books
(donated by Patty Devlin)$20 gift certificate to Amazon!
(donated by Stormy Night Publications)Custom-made Spankee Doodle paddle*!
(donated by Blondie’s Place)
*Available to US and Canada participants only Book Bundles from:Decadent Publishing
LazyDay Publishing
Stormy Night Publications
Patty DevlinPre-publication consultation of a manuscript up to 15K(donated by Wizards in Publishing)Many authors will also be offering a contest on their individual blogs. Your comment on their blogs automatically enters you in both the main contest and the individual contests!
What’s the catch? Absolutely nothing! We love writing for you and want to thank you for your readership. Perhaps someone might get a spanking or two, but that’s a reward rather than a catch, right?
Here are the rules:
Visit each blog between the Thursday, June 20th and Sunday, June 23rd to read the posted stories and excerpts.Leave a comment answering the story question on each blog. You will receive one entry per blog for the grand prize drawing. You will also be automatically entered in that author’s individual contest, if he or she has one.If you have visited all of the blogs, visit Ana’s blog to sign up for FIVE bonus entries to the grand prize.
Deadline is midnight EST (UTC -5) on June 23rd!!If you successfully completed the Love Spanks or Spank or Treat challenge and visited all of the blogs for either challenge, you may add “VIP” to your comments. You will earn THREE bonus entries toward the grand prize. (Yes, we will be doing this again. Yes, if you successfully complete the Spankee Doodle Dandy challenge you can become a VIP for our next activity!)Visit any of the participating blogs on Thursday, June 27th to find out the lucky winners. Will it be you?Like these events? Want to support your friendly spanking fiction authors? Become a Spankee Doodle Ambassador! In exchange for promoting this event, you will receive one extra prize entry, AND you are still eligible to participate and win prizes! To find out the details, send an email to ana_stasia2007 at yahoo dot com, with the subject line “Spankee Doodle Ambassador”.
An excerpt from my current work-in-progress, an MFM fantasy spanking romance called Days and Nights:
“I found you, and I’ve a mind to keep you, girl.”
Girl. She shuddered when he called her that.
“Where are you from?” Trent asked, his eyes drooping. “Which village? You were far from any village when I found you, and I’d like to know where you call home.”
Amelia pressed her lips together and looked at his chest, unwilling to divulge this information.
A laugh boomed through the room. “I think she must be a runaway. Or maybe a little thief who doesn’t want her hand cut off. It’s fortunate we found you, sweetling,” said Gavin.
“The village I’m from might be considered backwards, but we do not cut off peoples’ hands!” Oh no. Her hand flew to her mouth. She’d said too much. They might be able to guess her village now.
Trent stepped forward and tilted her chin up with one finger. Her stomach fluttered at the contact, so gentle yet so firm. “Tell me what crime you committed,” he said, his hot breath fanning against her face. The close contact had her ready to come undone, and she wasn’t sure why. As soon as someone dared touch her in the village, they got a slap to the cheek, or a knee to the groin.
“I didn’t commit a crime,” she said. It was the truth. But if she tried to explain about the murder and Beatrice, they might not believe her. They might haul her back to her village.
Trent’s eyes narrowed. “You’re running from something, and I want to know what it is. Tell me now, girl. I don’t have all night.” He yawned and swayed in place.
Her fury rose. Just because Trent had saved her life, didn’t mean she belonged to him. Or them.
Oh goodness. They shared their women. If they kept her, then she’d be forced to spread her legs for them both.
“Let me leave,” she said.
“No. You’re not leaving,” Trent responded with another yawn.
The second yawn did her in, and Amelia snapped. She uncurled one of her fisted hands and slapped Trent smartly across the face. The impact stung her hand, and she recoiled, stepping back as she cradled her poor hand. She looked at Gavin in fear, expecting retaliation. He glowered at her, a red handprint marring the bare part of his cheek, right above his facial hair.
“I am tired. I am going back to sleep,” he finally said, turning to leave. On his way past Gavin, he paused. “See that she’s punished.”
Amelia’s heart picked up, and her palms broke into a sweat. She regarded the brothers in shock, wondering exactly how Gavin would punish her, and the ball in her stomach told her it would be physical. As barbaric as the Banded Brothers were portrayed in all the stories, of course it would be physical. She closed her eyes for a moment, praying this was a dream, but when she opened them, Trent was walking out the door. He pulled it shut with an ominous thud.
“Well, Amelia, you’ve only been here for a few hours, and it seems you’ve already been naughty.” He clucked his tongue as he rounded the bed, backing her into a corner. She turned her head, refusing to look at him even as he placed a hand on either side of her, blocking her in.
“He deserved that slap,” she defended. “And if you didn’t have my arms pinned down, I’d slap you as well.”
Gavin chuckled, and she fumed that he’d laughed in her presence several times so far, as if she was a newfound source of amusement for him. She pushed at him, but he caught her hands, grabbing her wrists to stretch her arms high above her head against the wall. She felt vulnerable and small in his grasp, and his pitch black eyes held her captive.
“Please,” she whispered. “Please let me go.”
“You have no idea how dangerous it is out there,” he said. “Women who live in the forest are protected. If we let you go, it would be a death sentence.” He grinned. “Besides, my brother believes you are a gift from the Goddess. Our new mate.”
“Why don’t you already have a mate?” She wasn’t sure why, but the question slipped from her mouth.
“We returned from war not long ago. We claimed this abandoned castle, and we’ve been preparing to take a woman. You fell into our laps like a gift from the Goddess herself, don’t deny it. Perfect timing, I’d say.”
“Perfect timing my ass!” She twisted in his hold, only for him to press his center against her, and she stilled the moment she felt his erection, rock hard and huge, poking her in the stomach. She shuddered to think how large his cock actually was, and hoped against hope it wasn’t in proportion to the rest of his body, in case she had the misfortune of having to accommodate it.
“Well, speaking of your ass…” He began dragging her to the bed, and she pulled against him with all her might, panicking in the face of an unknown horror. Whatever he was about to do to her, she knew it would be awful. Painful and traumatizing.
“Let me go!” she screeched, but soon found herself upended over his lap. She froze, not quite believing.
Oh no. She was over his knee, and he meant to spank her.
This realization had her squirming and clawing at his legs, trying to force him to release her, to let her run out of the room and far away from this punishment.
“You’re feisty,” he said, wrangling her wrists together, until he had her hands pinned at the small of her back. “I like that.”
“Well I don’t like you!” It was a childish thing to say, but it was all she could come up with under the circumstances.
His hand came down, slapping her ass with a sting that stunned her. Even through her drawers and the nightgown, she felt the full impact of the blow. He gave her a dozen more slaps in this fashion, and she kicked her legs, trying to slide to the floor. Beneath her stomach, she felt his organ swelling harder, and she kept kicking, wanting to escape his punishing hand and the hard evidence of his arousal. What a beast he was to become aroused as he chastised her, and so unfairly at that.
“You will apologize to my brother in the morning, sweetling. We might seem a bit barbaric to you, but we aren’t so uncivilized and disrespectful as to slap you in the face, and we expect the same propriety from you.”
“You can shove your propriety up your ass!” she screamed, unable to hold her tongue. Her whole life, people had mostly avoided her due to her smart mouth. She was sweet when it suited her, and sour and spiteful when it suited her as well. A personality for each situation. She should’ve been born in a larger village with more culture, or perhaps a city far away, and she could’ve been a fine actress. Instead, she’d been born an orphan in a poor village cut off from all other villages, an outcaste among outcastes.
Heat seared her bottom, and the stinging blows didn’t cease falling. Gavin spanked her thoroughly, pelting both her cheeks from top to bottom, and the pain soon caused tears to prick in her eyes. The instant she felt moisture on her face, her tears finally falling, she hated him all the more. Despite her increasing hatred, she didn’t have the energy to keep squirming. She was exhausted, spent from the ordeal of her trek through the forest, almost dying, and then waking up the captive of two strangers – Banded Brothers who thought she was a gift from the Goddess.
Her tears began to flow freely, and she buried her face in the clean, soft bedcovers. She’d stopped thrashing her legs, and now she simply hoped Gavin would take pity on her and end her punishment. No one had ever spanked her before. She’d been slapped in the face plenty, pushed around, and even kicked a few times, but never spanked. It was horrible, but at the same time different than all the other physical hurts she’d suffered through. This one hurt her heart the most, and she wasn’t sure why. Was it because he meant to teach her a lesson in manners?
No. It couldn’t be. She’d just met Gavin. And she hated him. Oh, how she hated him to the moon and back.
“Are you sorry for disrespecting my brother?” Gavin asked, pausing with his hand covering her tender, flaming backside.
Amelia didn’t respond, keeping silent with her friends Pride, Anger, and Obstinacy.
“Very well.” He pushed her nightgown up until it bunched around her waist, and parted the slit of her drawers. The cool air kissed her heated flesh, but instead of soothing the burn, it seemed to reignite it. She whimpered at the pain, and shame washed over her. Her bare bottom was on display to him, no doubt bright red, and she felt his cock twitching and growing larger still beneath her stomach.
“I – I might be sorry,” she said tentatively. She didn’t want a bare bottom spanking, and now she was beginning to question if her behavior had indeed been rude.
“You might be sorry?” he asked, rubbing her flesh. The skin-to-skin contact rattled her senses. Why did his touch feel intimate? Was she so starved for physical contact? She brushed the questions aside, instead focusing on her supposed misdeed.
“Perhaps I shouldn’t have slapped Trent in the face,” she offered.
“He risked his life to save yours, sweetling.”
She sighed. “I know. But I don’t believe the Goddess gives people away as gifts. It’s preposterous. She makes the world grow, plants, animals, and people, but I don’t think she interferes in our lives that way.”
“Have you ever prayed to the Goddess before?”
“Yes, but that’s not the point. I can’t help it. When I’m in trouble, I sometimes pray. Or when I’m thankful. It’s habit, I guess.”
“My brother and I prayed for a sign, a sign to lead us to the right woman we’d share the rest of our lives with. None of the woman born to of the Banded called to us.”
“There’s more of you?”
“Yes. We’re scattered through the forest. Small communities here and there, mostly located near the old castles.” He paused and continued stroking her bottom. She hated to admit it, but it felt rather nice. She much preferred his tenderness to his harshness, though she still wished to escape.
“Well, if you must know, I prayed in the forest for my life, and for my freedom. To say the Goddess answers prayers is ridiculous if you think about it. Why should she answer yours and not mine?”
He squeezed her mounds, pulling at each cheek as he did so, parting her until air rushed against her cleft, down to her bottom hole and her sex. “Don’t be foolish, sweetling” Humor colored his voice. “Isn’t it obvious?”
“What?” she asked, frustrated.
“My brother and I are the answer to your prayers, you just don’t know it yet.”
She scoffed and lifted her head, wishing her hands were free so she could wipe the lingering moisture from her face. “I guess it’s true what they say about the Banded Brothers?”
“What’s that?”
“That what they have in strength of body, they lack tenfold in strength of mind. Brutes without brains.”
“You’re lucky I’m the one punishing you right now,” he said. “I’m much calmer than Trent. He’d take a cane to you for saying something like that.”
***end of excerpt***
In addition to the prizes listed above, I'm giving away a $5 Amazon giftcard to one random commenter. Just leave a comment with your email address for a chance to win, it's that easy!
Thanks for stopping by! For more information about Spankee Doodle, please go here. Also, visit the participating authors below to read more spanking stories and excerpts, and for more chances to win some fabulous prizes!
PARTICIPATING AUTHORS
Anastasia Vitsky
Celeste Jones
Constance Masters
Joseph McNamara
Kate Richards
Kathryn Blake
Maren Smith
Penelope Jones
Renee Rose
Starla Kaye
Sue Lyndon
And introducing our first-ever guest participant:
Joey Gallo
Our Spankee Doodle Ambassadors are...
Adaline Raine
Ami Starsong Casey McKay
Corinne Alexander Danita Minnis
Erzabet Bishop
Gemini
Katherine Deane
La Crimson Femme
Lily Lobster
Marcia Bookswagger
Mary Sue Wehr
Minelle Labraun
Natasha Knight
Paloma Beck
Patty Devlin
Penelope Hasler
Rollin Hand
Sunny Girl
Tara Finnegan
Thianna D
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