Spanking Blog Archive for May, 2004


Two Kinds Of Submissives

I’ve noticed that lots of the BDSM-themed blogs I link to (and many more of the ones those blogs link to) are characterized by a great deal of relationship drama, stress, and unhappiness. Not all of them, by any means, but lots. I’ve never been entirely sure why this was so.

Perhaps this unattributed quote (found at Mistress Matisse’s place) sheds some light on the subject:

“There are really two kinds of submissives in the world: those who believe they don’t deserve any better, and those who believe they don’t deserve any less.”

I think much of the drama is generated by the first sort, and by the partners they settle for. In my experience, women of low self-esteem are hard to maintain happy stable relationships with, no matter how much you cane them.

On the other hand, Bethie is very much the second sort (although she’s not precisely “a submissive” as we tend to use the word.) She knows what she wants and she knows she’s worth it — for which I am more thankful than mere words can say.

Figging Resources

One of the reasons blogging has been light lately is that I have been building a directory of links to web resources on figging. If any of you have figging links I’ve missed, please feel free to help me out by leaving the URLs in the comments.

Martial Law: Caning Movie

The folks from Mood Pictures (the Hungarian severe caning movie house whose other movies I reviewed back in March) recently sent along their newest DVD release, called Martial Law. It’s their best effort yet, and I recommend it highly to folks who like authentic, severe caning videos. This screencap will give you the flavor:

scene from martial law - mood pictures

The plot is simple enough that the Hungarian language with English subtitles was not a problem. A blonde female sergeant “tortures” a cute prisoner (by caning her lightly, shown in flashback) who turns out to be a secret agent who should not have been so abused. That part of the movie is swiftly done. Although the prisoner/spy does not get caned very hard, she’s posed very prettily on a chair and in bondage, so it’s visually quite fun.

Our blonde sergeant is of course tried (in the best police state one-minute fashion) and, after she confesses, is sentenced to an immediate 100 strokes with a cane.

She’s forced to strip and kneel in an imposing steel caning frame that forces her to lean forward over a padded bar. She’s tied by her wrists, as well as at her knees in a way that holds her legs spread far apart. She’s pretty enough and this very revealing and vulnerable pose will appeal to every bondage fetishist.

Then the caning starts. What can I say? The rest of the movie consists of her getting a hundred strokes. And they are mostly hard strokes. The female “executioner” starts off very strong — I remember thinking “If she goes on like that, she’ll make mincemeat of that poor girl before she gets to 100.” She eventually calms down a bit, but not before our blonde sergeant is gasping and shaking and crying.

The best part of the movie is its focus on the face of the girl getting caned. She’s no actress, and her reactions made it clear that she felt every stroke most keenly.

However, folks who want marks won’t be disappointed. The executioner is all over the place with that cane, from low on the thighs to the middle of victim’s back. A few bright red welts appear right away and by about the middle of the caning, her bottom and thighs are puffy and swollen from slightly-less-severe raised (but not too red) welts.

There were also a few pauses for a female “doctor” to examine the girl being caned. This doctor’s contribution to the movie: She did not appear to be wearing any pants or panties (or anything else) under her white doctor coat.

All in all, I was very entertained by the whole thing. Bethie also liked it, although she kept exclaiming in sympathy and putting her hands over her face (and then peeking through the fingers). A simple film, but with authentic caning and nice posing.

Thanks again to the folks from Mood Pictures for the review copy.

Spanking In Gangs

When I was twelve or thirteen, one of those pulpy trash “Girl Gang” novels fell into my hands. You know the type, with lurid covers promising sex that’s not actually in the book, plus a tall tale about implausible juvenile delinquent girls doing all manner of non-sexual criminality. I remember quite vividly a scene in which a girl was (as the kids put it these days) “jumped in” to the gang by being viciously whipped with a wet leather belt. Several girls pulled her clothes off and held her down while the gang leader soaked her belt in a bucket of water, and then beat her quite a lot.

Of course I haven’t thought of that book in a couple of decades, until this police blotter entry came to my attention:

Two 16-year-old Urbana boys were arrested on charges of aggravated battery and mob action midday Monday. According to an Urbana police report, the two boys beat a 14-year-old girl with a belt, while a 17-year-old Urbana boy spanked a 15-year-old Urbana girl in Carle Park.

Mob action? Sounds like copspeak for gang activity in a jurisdiction that hasn’t updated its lingo since Prohibition. But it’s a rare thing to hear about a spanking incident, consensual or not, involving nobody but teens. I wonder what the full story is?

The story is sourced to the February 21/2001 Daily Illini in Champaign, IL. (I’m not, however, including a link to the site where Google turned up the reference. The reference comes from the archives of one of those virulent anti-spanking outfits, and they’d doubtless get all up in arms about “perpetuating the cycle of violence” or some such nonsense if they started getting hits from a site that fails to condemn adult spankings for pleasure.)

A Spanking Poem

I found that rare creature, a decent spanking poem. Since it’s impossible to fairly excerpt a short poem, I’ll just link to it: Spankings I’ve Known by Laurel Ann Bogen.

Pretty Girls In Chains

OK, this isn’t a spanking picture. So sue me. Or use your imagination already:

naughty girls in chains

I do love those naughty old French postcards. This one is from Bondage Blog.

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Mistress Matisse, A Ruler, And Your Knuckles

Mistress Matisse has some strong opinions about kinky words. Some I agree with, some I don’t:

And another thing: a “sub” is either an underwater boat or a sandwich. Using the word “sub” – as either a noun or a verb – to refer to either a person or activity in BDSM is extremely gauche. And I really feel that there is no punishment too strong for people who say or write “subbie” as a pseudo-cutesy way of saying “submissive”.

Hey, lady, BDSM is a pretty big tent. Over here in the spanking corner, “sub” makes a pretty good shorthand word for a person who is submissive. It’s not just a lazy shorthand, because has useful and distinctive connotations of informality (and possibly a lesser degree of submission) than the full “submissive.” Gauche? Maybe in Seattle, but I don’t go there much, so I can live with that.

As for “subbie”, it’s not “pseudo-cutesy” so much as it is actually cute (like many of the subbies it gets applied to) and usefully diminutive. I can see why a dominant woman might not get a warm fuzzy about a diminutive that’s most frequently applied to women, but on the other hand all the subbies I know are submissive and enjoy the affectionate connotations of the word.

Now to shift gears to the lesson that made me stand up and cheer:

One last word rant: Dom-i-nant is a noun. If you are a person who likes to be in control, you’re a d-o-m-i-n-a-n-t. When you are playing with your partner, you dom-i-nate them. That’s a verb. As you can see, they’re spelled differently, and that’s because they’re two different fucking words. If I see one more personal ad or profile saying “I’m a dominate Master..” I’m going to give someone an enema with a pureed Webster’s dictionary.

Preach it, sister! Only, why puree the thing? Just cube it into neat half-inch cubes. I’m sure if we put our heads together we could find one of those huge old antique brass clysters with a big enough cold brass nozzle to get the job done. And that way, the lesson will be more memorable to the miscreant.

I’ll give the Mistress the last word:

Language is a beautiful thing. Words are very important. So don’t fuck with them or the Mistress will kick your ass.

Spanking And Laughing

I mean no disrespect to anyone’s choice of lifestyle when I say that an awful lot of spankos and lifestyle people seem to take their D/s very seriously. That’s fine for them, but what I treasure as much as anything is the laughter. Baltazar’s anecdote is closer to the way things work around here:

I did take her new wooden handled hairbrush to her backside first thing this morning because she was being a little bratty in a burst of having some energy. It’s a VERY effective little brush – turned her backside nicely red in short order, so I continued applying it with rapid “whacks” until she’d had enough. Well, she was laughing in between yelps of “ow, stoppit you swine!”, so what’s a guy to do? It can’t be that sore if she’s giggling her head off…

Of course, the other clue that she hasn’t had enough is that she’s still calling you a swine and telling you to stop instead of asking….

Paying Attention To “Difficult” Women

The 5.19.04 post on The Collar Purple puts me in mind of my morning today. Apparently there’s something in the spring air that makes the women-folk need some firm physical reassurance.

Bethie woke up this morning with enough time before work for a snuggle on the bed. I was already up and awake, but I cheerfully jumped on the bed and we were snuggling and planning the weekend. But somehow, she was just in a contrary mood. All in the most light-hearted way, she kept managing to contradict me for no good reason and brat me in other minor ways. Finally it came down to my smiling “Gee, you’re being difficult this morning” and her sassy “No I’m not!” with the invisible tounge-stuck-out-at-me. You know the one, where you can’t see it but you know she’s thinking it.

So I gave her a few hand swats and told her I’d deal with her this weekend, watching her reaction closely. There was time to give her a good spanking, but really, only just enough time — no extra. She seemed happy for me to let it slide, so I let it slide.

Someday, I’ll learn better.

Fast forward: She comes out of the bathroom all warm and moist and wrapped in a soggy towel. Me, in helpful mode: “Do you want me to give you a few nice red ovals with the bath brush to help you remember me at work today?” That got me some nice distracting kisses during which she artfully managed to drop her towel.
And it got her a few friendly slaps on her newly bared bottom, which she didn’t even pretend to mind. But I was not so distracted that I could not manage a teasing reminder. “You know you will still have to pay for being difficult this morning.” Mock outrage from her: “I wasn’t difficult!”

Ok, boys, it’s like this. They hate to ask, but after they swing the clue-by-four enough times, you really are supposed to step up to the plate and deliver the desired goods. So I bent her over the corner of the bed. “Don’t move!” And stepped into the bathroom to grab the pretty decorative bath brush that hangs on the wall in there — the one with the pretty bumble bee “stinger” artwork on it.

Came back, she’s still there. Two measured swings gave her a nice bright red oval on each cheek. She yipes and grabs. So very cute. It’s really quite impressive, the mark a well-swung bath brush makes on a bottom that’s still damp from the shower, skin still warm from the hot water and all the pores open.

I let her stand up, still clutching herself. Me: “That’s what happens when you get difficult.” Her: “I’m not being difficult!”

Sigh. Sometimes I’m just too easy to get along with. Bend her over again, two more swats. This time I try to see just how fast that old bath brush will move. Then I keep her bent over, while I ask: “Were you being difficult?”

Pause, small voice: “I guess I was being a little bit difficult.”

Peace at last, brothers, peace at last. And off she went to work, happy as a clam.

Trinity’s Belt

It sounds like Trinity is a bit distracted. She writes:

People should really not go around telling me they’d like me to make them cry. It makes me entirely too lustful. I seriously can’t think because I keep having images of marked asses dancing in my head.

La Fessee Spanking Images

La Fesse looks more stylish than over at its new link. And it’s a bit more image-heavy now, which is always good.

Spanking Stencils

I’ve been having so much fun with the vintage spanking photos lately, I’m getting tempted to start a separate site for ’em. Here’s more Usenet fun from vintage:

spanking stencil

Anybody out there played with spanking stencils? I want a crescent moon one and a star one. “And the red-bottomed sneeches have stars upon thars…..”

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Schoolmaster’s Revenge, Reviewed

A while back I linked to the trailer for Schoolmaster’s Revenge, the new spanking video from Spanking Epics. After I hinted (none too subtly) for a review copy, Bethany kindly sent one along.

And am I glad she did! My lady and I watched Schoolmaster’s Revenge on Saturday night and enjoyed it thoroughly.

Without giving away too much of the plot (Yes! It actually has a plot!), I can say that the story follows fairly naturally from the title. In this historical piece, two adult young ladies get caught cheating on the final exam for their schoolteacher’s certificates. They are of course offered the classic choice between ignominious expulsion and taking their licks. What choice do they have? They get spanked with hand and paddle, then sent home for more of the same with razor strop and wooden spoon. One young lady has a mother who takes offense. Mom stomps off to confront the schoolmaster, with whom she has a history. You know where this is going.

OK, time for some few words on spanking quality, acting, actresses, and the like. The two young ladies are sweet, often demure, and very lovely, and they wear (when not bare-bottomed) some lovely period dresses and costumes. Their acting skills are spotty; lines can be a bit rough and they overreact at first with fake tears and pleading when they’ve barely been spanked yet. But they are so cute, you really won’t mind. Later, as their spankings take one some real heat, their reactions are more natural and convincing.

The mother, also very attractive, is a far better actress, bringing real passion to her role along with an amusing brattiness that keeps getting her in deeper trouble. I would be astounded if this lady isn’t a spanko and accomplished brat “in real life” — she brats with far too much naturalness and humor to be working from somebody else’s script.

As for severity, the spankings themselves are refreshingly good. Both young ladies get bright red bottoms from their initial hand spankings, and then pick up additional visible marks as they are later paddled and strapped. Nothing horrid or too severe, but also none of this “caress her bottom while she yells” stuff that used to pass for spanking videos back in the bad old days. Except right at first, these girls are feeling every whack and you can tell by their reactions and by their swiftly reddening bottoms. The same goes for the spankings Mom gets, except that she also gets a light caning (six strokes, only one or two hard enough to mark) to which she reacts as if she were being slain with a red-hot poker. The caning was a bit disappointing, as it followed a more-serious paddling and was treated in the script as a much more dire punishment, even though it clearly wasn’t. Such a mean old schoolmaster shouldn’t be such a wimp with the cane.

Production quality of the DVD was quite good, but not perfect. Lighting was sometimes spotty (a few of the early scenes had an unusual orange tinge from one camera angle) and audio, as is common in erotic productions, suffered from unequal levels throughout the movie. Some dialogue was very hard to hear, but when I turned up the volume, the next scene would featur shrieking that rattled my windows and (doubtless) shocked my neighbors. There were also a few minutes where the spanking blows on the screen were minutely out-of-synch with the audio track, but this is truly a tiny nit to pick.

Remarkably for spanking porn, the DVD version has real DVD features, including an alternate ending, an unrelated ultrashort film featuring two of the same players, and a short bloopers track. The alternate ending and the ultrashort were real value-added, giving Mom several more chances to brat humorously and letting the evil schoolmaster show a lighter and more amusing side of his character.

To sum up: Schoolmaster’s Revenge is a worthy and entertaining production, featuring cute girls, nice brisk bottom-reddening spankings, and enough plot and humor to set it miles above the general run of spanking movies. SpankBoss gives it two paddles up!

Sweeten Her With Spanking

Baltazar writes:

C did get a bit snippy earlier on this evening (probably due to “Oh god, it’s Monday tomorrow, back to work” feelings) and I had to put her over my knee and use give her six with the tawse on her to sort that one out. She cooked us a nice pasta for dinner (fusili in a cream and mushroom sauce followed by lemon-curd icecream) and she sat on her cushion at my feet while we ate, then laid her head contentedly on my lap while we watched a little TV. Right now, I just feel like I must be the happiest and luckiest man in the world.

Gentlemen, is it not an awesome feeling when the woman who loves you (and already treats you like a prince) becomes even sweeter and more loving after a good spanking?

New Spanking Blog Art By Invidia

The lovely and talented Invidia has been busy working on her spanking art, and today she kindly sent along an unlooked-for upgrade to the spanking art that hides under the right link bar. (Scroll down to see the whole thing unobscured.)

Thanks ever so much, Invidia!

Phone Box Spanking Art

Mike in London collects phone box spanking art on his Mike’s Spanking Booth website. Huh? Mike explains:

Until recently, sex workers in London used to advertise their services by placing postcard sized advertisements in phone booths. Some of these were well designed and have become erotica in their own right. Below are some examples.

Some fun stuff on that page. For instance:

phone booth submissive: spanking tart card from London

Taboo Magazine

As I was cleaning up some files I came across a couple of magazine covers from Hustler’s Taboo magazine:

taboo magazine

Remember paper porn mags? They are still out there — or, at least, the ones that haven’t gone bankrupt are. Most of them can’t hold a candle to internet porn, but Taboo is something special. It’s a bondage, spanking, and fetish (some rubber, some latex, some watersports, some smoking, you get the idea) magazine published by the Hustler empire, with all the cutting edge flirting-with-obscenity-law Larry Flynt rawness that goes along with that. (For instance, it’s the only place I’ve ever seen printed porn that shows sex in handcuffs, bondage blowjobs, and the like.) Famous bondage guy Earnest Greene is the editor, and it shows. It’s a stunningly high-quality production for an outfit like Hustler, and just about the only porn magazine that hasn’t ever disappointed me.

We spankos are not left out. As the covers indicate, no issue of Taboo is without some whipping, riding crops, or some hand spanking. The pictorials are rarely pure spanking fetish stuff; the spanking is usually combined with sex or bondage or both. Lots of times, it’s understated; a few hand prints showing on a bottom below a latex mini-skirt, or a few welts in a bondage sex pictorial. But there’s plenty of good spanking entertainment, with a visual style I haven’t seen on any internet porn site:

taboo magazine

Why am I telling you all this? Because now the Hustler’s Taboo website, which is part of the Hustler Network, offers Digital Access to a large library of back issues of the magazine. There are different pricing plans but at least one of them has a monthly cost that’s cheaper than the cover price of a single magazine!

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A Quickie Spanking

Grumbler gives us the short version:

Last night, I decided it was time to start gradually working the daily spanking back into the routine. I used a plastic shoe spoon. Something that would have some sting and very little thud, so as not to jostle her body. It left some nice red lines on her. She was in a mellow mindset as we cuddled and eventually fell asleep for the night.

Lots of Hairbrush Spankings

It’s been awhile since I’ve linked to one of the spankings Michelle gets. Mike gives all the juicy details [link broken and removed]:

I asked for her hands, and she gave them to me, and I quickly had her tied at the wrists. Then I got up, opened her legs, and sat between them, running my hands, then my nails over her bottom. Then back to rubbing with the flat of my palm, following up with a nice hard slap. Pretty hard, especially for a warm up.

I took it to ten, and by the time ‘d hit the last she was squirming – I could have stilled her with a word in that tone of voice, but it’s far more fun some days to hold her still.

Then I picked up the hair brush. It’s wooden, about an inch wide, and leaves red marks with the lightest of slaps. With the mood I was in, light slaps were not on the menu.

I stopped at 150.

There’s something so efficient about the hairbrush. Generates lots of nice marks and authentic squirming, for minimal effort.

Nun Spanking

In the best tradition of religious flagellation, here two cute young nuns have abandoned their modesty and taken up the scourge:

nuns spanking

I’m sure there’s an iron-clad theological excuse for all this, but still I can’t shake the conviction that we are looking at one of the unintended consequences of those vows of chastity.

Just another treasure from Usenet.

Spanked Girl With Sore Bottom

This cute picture is from Girls Boarding School:

girl with sore bottom from spanking

Taken from a gallery first seen over at Spank Slaves Spanking TGP.

Dominatrix Gives A Flogging

I just found a really neat blog by a professional dominatrix (is that redundant?) with a lovely writing voice. Her current entry involves spanking the hell out of “a guy from Vermont with a sweet nature and a very tough ass”:

Vermont is a relatively new client to me – I think this was his third visit. I’m discovering that he’s quite delightfully masochistic, with a nice high pain threshold. When I’m with a new person, I’m so used to carefully modulating the level of physical intensity that when I began flogging his ass, it took me a few minutes to trust what I was seeing: that he could really take the heavier blows.

So I traded my soft suede flogger for a heavier, stiffer one. He took a few thumps with that and just smiled and wiggled his butt at me invitingly. Oh, this is going to be fun, I thought.

He took half an hour of pretty steady beating with my nastiest, meanest flogger. It’s got thick tails made out of rubber instead of the usual leather, and it bites – hard.

Definitely a worthy addition to the blogroll.

Broke My Cane

Yup, I broke my little cane. Not in a fun way like some people, either. Just picked it up to put it in a more appropriate place, gave it a flick to hear the nice “whick-whick” noise, and it snapped at the base of the suede-wrap handle.

Bethie wasn’t even home, sigh.

Now I need to get off the stick (so to speak) and order another one ASAP. Although it is springtime, so I suppose I could get by for awhile with a willow switch and a handful of fresh nettles.

Yup, it’s time to take Bethie for another walk in the woods.

Girls Spanking Girls

Here’s a neat item of vintage spanking art:

girls spanking vintage art

Doesn’t the spankee girl here have the loveliest smile on her face?

Artwork is probably by Herric, aka Chéri Herouard.

Name Katy’s Oak Paddle

Katy has a favorite oak paddle (well, she doesn’t put it in so many words, but you can just tell from how she writes about it) that needs a name. She’s soliciting suggestions.

I haven’t got a suggestion — I never have been one for naming my spanking toys — but you loyal readers are a creative lot, so why not go help Katy out?

Female Dominant Spanker

There’s a fun article over at Clean Sheets entitled “The Makings of A Female Dominant“. Kris Fitch writes:

She told me she really enjoyed being sexually submissive. I had enjoyed being the submissive one in my past sexual relationships. But hearing her say it, and seeing her look up at me with those huge brown eyes, I knew I also had it in me to be the dominant one. Our playing continued to get more rough until one afternoon, I took her over my lap and spanked her with one hand while stroking her clit with the other. Her orgasm shook us both to the core. As she lay there panting and dripping over my thighs, my mind raced with the realization that I had turned spanking from something that existed only in the mind to a real sexual act.

It’s worth reading the rest.

Kinky Blinkies?

Invidia has a whole page up of something called “Kinky Blinkies“. They are sorta cute, and she’s taking requests:

She speculates that doms don’t put blinkies on their pages, and I think she’s right: but then again, has any man been caught dead with one yet?

A Spanking Sponsor Welcome

I’m pleased to announce that Bethany’s Woodshed, Spanking Epics, and The Spanking Playhouse have joined the ranks of the fine sponsoring sites that help pay the not-inconsiderable bandwidth bill for this blog. You’ll see their banners in the right bar from time to time, and I hope you’ll visit the sites, which have a deservedly high reputation.