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I know I watch the faces too much, but they can be so funny! These photos are from Lupus Spanking again, and again the full movie has some scary-harsh cane welts on display — you have been warned. But I’m enjoying the setup shots:
The big girl’s very cute, but I love the amused / skeptical expression on the face of the blonde just right of her. But wait a minute:
Now that you’re looking at the caning block, it’s not so funny, is it?
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A long time I ago I wrote about how Bethie trickily lulled me to sleep and sped me through Amish country to avoid me buying a spanking spoon. Now we learn more about why, courtesy of Scarlet Bottom:
Ok Now my butt is sore. Ive been spanked four days in a row now every night. My bottom has the slightest tinge of blue where my husband focuses the most. Its amazing to me that it only takes two minutes and I no longer feel it…except when I sit down.
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So I was punished three times and had a reminder once this week. Im starting to think of bonfires in my backyard with those wooden paddles we have, especially that huge amish spoon that has more bite and sting than all the other paddles.
We have a variety of paddles. School board style with holes, and a couple square ones slightly smaller. Those don’t feel nearly so bad over the jeans or pants but that amish spoon burns right through like you don’t nothing on.
Heh, we’ll stop next time.
Caning model Catherine Corbet is wondrously expressive. In this photo, isn’t she the very picture of fearful penitance? You can tell she knows she’s in for a caning!
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A reader going by Sam wrote in with the following tale of her first spanking. Sounds like good fun!
Hey –
My name is Sam, and I am a silent observer of your blog. I also have a boyfriend who lives far away from me. I figured you might be interested in this. Subject: my first spanking.
I’m like quite a few other spankees – I’ve been dreaming about getting spanked since before puberty hit full on – its just always been a “like” for me. I turned 18 in May and could finally meet my boyfriend.
We came to an agreement that I would write out my fantasy for him and hand it to him in the car, along with a list of rules for when he met my friends. When I picked him up, I was so nervous I was shaking and my mouth was dry – he spent the entire airport-time asking and making sure I was okay, teasing me about my shyness.
We finally got into the car and were halfway to the motel when he asked me for the papers I was supposed to give him. I pointed to them, sitting in the cup holder, and he read them to himself then questioned me briefly, then put them away and reached over to touch my leg and I happened to *have* to slam on the brake because someone cut me off – he was teasing me about it for the rest of his trip.
Anyway, fast forward through an entire day of teasing, we followed my fantasy to the letter. He sat down, told me to remove my pants and I got pulled over his knee and positioned. He didn’t spank me much, and it was a great variation – sometimes I was thinking that he could hit me harder, and other times, that I couldn’t bare it any more. He used his belt, and he used a flogger I bought before then. Then we got into some other stuff that I won’t give you details about, for your own sake :)
Suffice to say that I learned a big lesson during that first spanking – communication is big. He was hitting too high for my comfort, and I had to tell him to go lower. I also learned another big lesson – spanking probably isn’t for everyone. But it worked fine for me. I loved it, actually. I’m hooked. Anyway – there is a purpose…
The flogger I bought, I thought I would hate. He only missed my ass and hit a more sensitive area once. And the flogger’s sensation was amazing! It was purchased at Spencer’s Gift Shop/Specialty store(with lots of weird stuff inside) for like, $15. It was light weight – I wasn’t marked by the end of our playing, any of the times – and it stung just on the surface, so each strike was like the first time. It can be used to tickle, to playfully hit(he actually amused himself by just lightly striking his own back while I was pleasuring him otherwise), or to actually administer a strike that can make you whimper.
Anyway, I felt obligated to tell you these things as I’ve been following your blog a year or two now, and found links somehow through your blog to “First time” tips and such. And the best part of the weekend he spent – out of six or seven ‘encounters’ we had, I only had to safeword him once; and it wasn’t about the spanking!
I know a lot of people have had bad first-times; but I didn’t, and its (in part) thanks to your blog! Feel free to post any of this on your blog.
-Sam
Thanks, Sam!
Here’s a fun girl/girl spanking/sex snippet one of my searches turned up:
Phew, what a day! Finished off the kitchen decorating with Kate, ended up covered in paint and up against the wall snogging Kate then having her work her tongue down to my very wet pussy. She lifted me up onto the sink area and proceded to give my clit a hell of a going over!
I gave her a nice hard spanking with the wooden spoon afterwards while I fingered her tight butthole. Christ, when she came you should have seen it, it shot out like a guy’s come!
Search engine spanking serendipity!
These pictures from Girls Boarding School are something of an oddity, more pre-spanking poses than actual spankings. But they feature a very pretty young lady who’s in a whole lot of trouble: “Take down your pants!”
And here you can see that she’s literally starting to sweat:
Let the punishments begin!
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In a rare foray into the spanked husband side of our kink, I thought I’d share this anecdote from Fantastic Spanking, in which a man makes one of those absent minded “yes, dear” answers when he really shouldn’t have, and gets the most painful spanking of his life as a result:
I was laying over the back of a sofa, au natural, and Angela was using a short-handled bath brush to put a most pleasant warmth on my derriere. I was allowing myself to become lost in the feeling. Angela was in a playful mood, and she was making fun comments about the deepening shade of crimson on my paddled fanny. I, for the most part, was not paying attention to the comments, preferring to just enjoy her work.
Angela stepped back to take in the sight of my reddened rump. I was laying there feeling quite content, thinking of what other activities lay ahead. Angela took this opportunity to comment, “I’ll bet your girlfriend doesn’t spank you as well as I do, does she?”
I was so wrapped up in the warmth on my bottom and the stirring in my loins that her comment didn’t really register. So, I offered the usual comment that a husband makes when he is not exactly paying attention to his wife.
“Yes, I guess so,” I said.
Now, lest you think that I am some sort of cad, I feel compelled to note that I did not, nor have I ever had since I married my dearly beloved, have a girlfriend. And no one in the whole of the imaginary world spanks as well as my darling Angela. Yet, I had just absent-mindedly admitted just that. I knew that I was in big trouble.
“WHAT!” Angela exclaimed in semi-mock horror. “You’re in big trouble now, buster!” (I told you that I’d be in big trouble). “I’m really gonna beat your butt now!”
I quickly came to my senses and realized what I had blurted. While I knew that my remark was not the correct one (to say the least), I figured that Angela was still full of playfulness, so I replied to her, in my best sarcastic voice “As if you could really hurt me!”
I knew that I was now just digging myself a bigger hole, but, I figured, what was she going to do, spank me? I was already being spanked. Or so I thought.
With that smile and laugh that women always seem to use when they have been playfully insulted by their spouse, she charged me. I tried to stand, but in my vulnerable position, I was not able to become upright before she reached me. She put her hand in the middle of my back and pushed me back over the soft. The momentum carried me far enough over the sofa that I ended up with my ass up in the air and my feet off of the ground. And then Angela began using that bath brush with more vigor than I ever thought possible…
Oops.
Good Girl writes at Everything Goes about the cost of orgasms at her house:
I’ll tell you how much my orgasm last night cost – 500 spanks with the riding crop. No, that’s not a typo. Five hundred.
It started Friday night. Griz was fucking me and it felt so good, my orgasm was building.
Can I cum, please Sir?
No, he growled in that sadistic tone of his. And he fucked me harder.
Please, Sir, please can I cum?
No, he said again, unless… if you take 500 spanks with the crop, then you can come.
My jaw dropped. 500? I don’t fucking think so. My poor ass would fall off! Needless to say, I didn’t take the deal… that night.
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Saturday night, the torture started again. He fucked me and it felt amazing, hard and deep, just the way I like it. As he brought me closer and closer to my peak, I pleaded with him to change his mind about the spankings, begged him to choose a smaller number. After nearly an hour of being pounded by his wonderfully hard cock though, I couldn’t stand it any longer. I think my mental state may have been compromised by all that fucking because I said yes.
Please Sir spank my ass as many time as you want, just let me cum!
Uh oh…
Birthday celebration, spanko style. Look at the evil gleam in Erica’s eye. You just know that forkful of cake isn’t going into her mouth:
Thanks to Adele Haze for the link!
My friends, I think you must all admit that the booty in this picture, belonging as it does to Whipped Ass model Natali Demore, is extremely well-suited for spanking:
A pleasing blend of form and function.
More here.
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Ben writes about meeting a spanking newbie, who, it turns out, really enjoys the experience:
I was recalling an experience I had with a very sweet girl about 5 years ago. I met her online and she was a total newbie. Never been spanked. Not even a swat. But she had one of the most intense spanking fetishes I’d ever seen. She loved to talk about it. For hours.
Finally, we decided to meet. She was a bit uncomfortable with a motel/hotel so we agreed to meet in a parking lot of a major mall.
I had a large SUV at the time and the parking lot was huge. So we decided to meet in the corner away from everything and everyone.
She was shaking. Her mouth was dry. She was stammering.
I moved the back seat back. There was plenty of room. We talked for a while then finally, I took her by the wrist and guided her over my knee. Half way over….she had an orgasm. Earthshattering orgasm. It was beautiful.
She cried tears of joy. She was finally going to be spanked. This is the part where I say be careful what you wish for.
I gave her a very brisk warm-up spanking that had her owwwing and ooching. The I pulled up her skirt and, yep, once again, she came. Big time.
She slumped over my knee as I began to increase the intensity of her spanking. Her legs kicked a bit, she was more verbal “ow, oooh, I’m sorry. That hurt.” etc.
Finally, I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and yanked them down. As I palmed her blazing cheeks she trembled once again. I decided that she need a bit more stimulation.
I gave her a very intense handspanking that had her squirming and flaliling away. Promising to be a good girl. Begging me to stop. Yes, we had a safeword, she didn’t want to use it nor did she think she needed to.
By the time I was through, her bottom was crimson…
Just stumbled across a quite new LiveJournal in which college girl Mistyystar gets several well-deserved spankings from her boyfriend. Such as this one:
I got a spanking today for screaming at J. It was kind of childish of me, I warrant. I was upset because he left my computer in his dorm room when I wanted it. So yeah, you think, nothing to fly off the handle about, but I did.
He used my shoe to spank me, and wow, it hurt even worse than the shoe he used yesterday. It’s quite thick and flat. Then it hurt so bad he toned it down a bit, and gave me two smacks with his hand to finish it off. But those hurt too. …..my bottom is even a bit sore. I don’t usually get enough swats for that to happen.
And this one, in Wal-Mart:
J spanked me in Wal-Mart the other day and it was quite embarrassing. I don’t even remember what I did, but he was annoyed so I just said; “spank me.” He turned me toward him then, lowered my jeans just enough so my bare bottom showed, and gave me two hard smacks. They were loud! I went “eek” and kind of yanked my pants up.
From Mystyystar’s Logbook.
So I was looking at a recent photo gallery from the notorious “harsh caning movies” people at Lupus Spanking and came across this charming photo-essay on the perils of misbehavior. First, there’s the lecture in the kitchen followed by the reluctant bringing of the cane:
Then, our misbehaving heroines repair to their sparse dormitory for proper posturing and further lecturing:
To spare your tender eyes, I’ll skip right over the serious caning, including the laying-on-their-backs-holding-their-knees-so-the-cane-can-reach-their-thighs bit. (That’s always fun, though.) The welts are numerous and vivid in the best Lupus tradition, and you can see them here.
We’ll move right along to the after-the-caning lecturing:
Even in this still photo, you can see her trying not to squirm…
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So, fellows, are you worrying about how you’re going to introduce spanking to your new girlfriend? It doesn’t have to be difficult, especially since a playful approach like this will generally work if she’s at all receptive to the idea:
So that guy I’ve been writing about… I saw him again this weekend. This sounds like BS, but this is what happened. I’m not gonna go into detail cuz I’m lazy.
But yeah, we’re hanging out in his room, lying in his bed, and he says “you haven’t called me in 4 days” and I look down sheepishly and say “yeah, I’ve been busy with school and all that”. He says in a totally serious tone, but with a grin “Well, you know what this means don’t you. You’re gonna have to be spanked for what you’ve done”.
I look back at him, wonder if he’s serious or not, see that he is, but in a playful way, but I don’t respond just yet. Here’s the thing that’s great: even though he said it that way, and it was an erotic way, if I said “I don’t want to do that” he would say ok. But I bit, and played along. “do I havvvve to?” I say.
He says “yes, now slide down your pants and underwear and lay over my knees” So I did, and let’s just put it this way… I got spanked like I was 7 and had lit the rug on fire. He played with my pussy in between spanks, but this wasn’t like the 6 or so individual spanks before, I mean, I got a SPANKING. It wasn’t bad or anything though. the combination of pleasure and pain was delicious.
She missed her chance to escape, and now it’s too late:
Danny flopped his disheveled wife down on the bed, and she immediately tried to get down.
“Where do you think you are going, missy?” Danny asked as he grabbed her by the arm.
“You said if you couldn’t catch me, I wouldn’t get paddled. I’m running away.” Mayye proclaimed, out of breath from the game so far.
“Wrong doll, I already caught you. You lost, and now you are mine. On your hands and knees. Now. Face the window.” Danny ordered.
Once again he securely wrapped his arm around her waist, and gave her a firm yank. He then lifted the hem of her pajama top exposing her pretty purple panties. Danny teased her bottom rubbing it gently with the paddle. He was admiring the red areas below the panty line. Then he smacked her hard, and Mayye yelped. Danny renewed his hold on her, and began paddling her with no breaks. Mayye struggled, but could not budge under Danny’s grip.
Then once again Danny paused and rubbed Mayye’s scorched bottom with the paddle.
“Time for these to come down now.” Danny whispered. He sat the paddle down and slowly began to pull Mayye’s protection, however slight, over her hips and down to her knees…
From Mayye’s Job, found at Hungry Heart, Anxious Bottom.
Sigh, there’s no denying my own spanking kink, the first thing I thought when I saw this picture was “Cool, it’s a hanging spanking bar, for assembly-line spanking of naughty slavegirls!” And indeed, if you view the whole shoot, that’s just what lucky fellow Mark Davis is doing: spanking the exposed bottoms of delicious models Jada Fire and Tawni Ryden:
But of course he also takes rather more direct sexual advantage of the situation. Doh! You’d think I would have thought of that first.
From Sex And Submission.
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I was searching around for spanking tidbits for all of you — yes, boys and girls, this blog does require some putting together — when I found a blog where a young lady is reading one of the Gor books, posting little excerpts with her reactions. It’s kinda fun, so I’ll share with you one of the spanking bits. The blog is BDSM Pandy’s Journal, the post is here, and the book is (I believe) Slavegirl of Gor:
The guard took me and threw me, belly down, on the platform, fastening my wrists over my head and widely apart, in leather wrist straps. He similarly secured my ankles.
I love that position. I also love how rough they are with her.
It was hard to be a slave girl. Men tease you, but, in an instant they may change, and their eyes grow hard. You must be careful what you say, what you do. They hold the power of the whip.
I find this interesting. A lot of times, Adam and I will be joking around, and then suddenly he’ll take something I’ve said as disrespect (whether it was meant to be or not). I guess I need to remember that all joking aside, I am still his slave.
He suddenly seized me by the arms and lifted me to face him.
That was kinda hot.
My guard, however, with a great laugh, seized me and, like a naughty child, threw me across his knee. He then beat me, soundly, with the stinging flat of his hand, until I cried for mercy and wept.
Hehe she got spanked. I love being spanked over Adam’s knee. I don’t know why, but that’s one of my favorite ways to be spanked.
I took the hand of the guard near whom I knelt, and placed it at my waist, slipping his fingers inside the double loop of binding fiber that belted my camisk, that he might hold me.
His fist suddenly tightened the loop, and I gasped, being suddenly drawn toward him.
That reminded me of Adam. I miss him.
Here’s an extremely cute anime-style spanking artwork, featuring one mean young lady riding another and using a rapier as if it were a steel riding crop. Not nice!
Found on Usenet. (larger version.)
I can well believe that at some point during somebody’s bondage and spanking games, it’s possible to get bored. You’re standing there, all tied up and no way to go anywhere, when he gets it in his head to untangle that 150-foot skein of rough hemp rope that’s somehow gotten tangled with four pairs of velcro wrist cuffs. (Er, not that I’m speaking from experience or anything, there’s nothing like that in my toybag. Moving rapidly along.) Before you know it, you’re yawning and trembling and wondering if you’re going to miss the late-night re-run of The Daily Show. It can happen.
But still, but still… perhaps it’s smarter to keep your boredom to yourself?
I think Good Girl might agree — now — after her experience complaining of boredom:
Sir said this lesson would be about implements… meaning spanking implements… items traveling at a high velocity toward my ass, breasts, thighs. yea.
He started out with 4 really really hard swats to my ass with the riding crop. I was nearly in tears after that, and he wanted this to last the entire 40 minute session, so he gave me a break after that. He left me standing in the starting position for a while, and pretty soon my ass stopped hurting and I got bored.
And then I did the stupidest thing ever – I told him I was bored. What the fuck was I thinking?!
He looked at me for a minute like I was smoking crack, and then got down to business…
Is anybody using the new customized Google home page? I’ve long set my default browser window to Google.com, but since they introduced the new Google Personalized Home I’ve enjoyed that instead. Basically it’s a page where you can easily (with just a mouse click or a URL cut-and-paste) add as many headlines as you like from whatever blogs, news sources, or anything else with an RSS feed you may enjoy. That way every time you open your browser, you get at-a-glance headlines for whatever’s new at your favorite sites. It’s really fun.
For those who are using it, or would like to try it, I’ve been flying a one-click button banner to help you put Spanking Blog on your customized home page:
However, I don’t have any feedback to indicate whether anybody’s using it. Have you tried it? Do you like it? Let me know.
We know how this story goes! First he takes down her panties, and then it’s “Whick!” and “Oh, please” and “Ouch!” until the cows come home and her bottom is well-striped with red welts:
