Spanky New Year!
Clearly this is one household that knows how to ring in a Happy New Year!
Unfortunately I can’t read that script well enough to type it into Google translate.
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Spanking Blog Archive for December, 2010
Dave Wolfe and WolfieToons
There are some spanking cartoons that have been circulating around the spanking internets for much longer than I have. Many of them have been so heavily redrawn, recolored, and reworked — so many times — that all hope of identifying their original source was long ago lost. Thus, I love it when I discover a blog or web page for one of the artists responsible for these much-circulated gems.
Today, I owe Chross for the link to Dave Wolfe at WolfieToons. How many years have we been seeing his Jiminy Cricket spanking Tinkerbelle?
This post is a fun mix of old favorites and WolfieToons I’ve never seen before. I’ll leave you with a birthday spanking featuring our old friend Minnie, getting more birthday spanks than she can probably count:
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Ladle, Or Brush?
I’m not sure if it’s a ladle or a brush she’s being whacked with, and I wish this pic didn’t have those few pixels of censorship that’s so common in adult anime, but I love the dynamic nature of this image anyway:
Kitchen Spanking, Anime Style
Would You Like A Public Spanking?
Because this girl sure got one, right on a park bench in a busy city:
From Public Disgrace.
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Feminine Fantasy, Derailed
So I was on this random Tumblr and I saw this guy talking about the stuff his lady said to him as he was waking up one morning:
“What if I don’t let you fuck me any more?” she asked one morning.
“I suppose we won’t have sex,” I said, still half asleep.
“Would you like that? We could just make out like teenagers.”
“I think teenagers fuck now.”
“Well we could make out like teenagers who don’t fuck. We could kiss for hours, and you could get excited about taking off my bra again. We could run our fingers along the elastic of our underwear as if we’re afraid the other might say no. I could rub you through your jeans and you could struggle with how to ask me to do more. It would be cute.”
“Could I touch you?”
“Maybe after an hour or two. Once we’ve kissed long enough…
And she went on like that, for five more paragraphs. A sweet fantasy I suppose, and a common one, but it never would have gotten that far at my house.
“What if I don’t let you fuck me any more?”
“So what you’re saying is, you need a good hard caning?”
Next conversation…
Carpet Beater Spanking For The French Maid
Chelsea Handler Spanked
Do you ever watch the TV show Chelsea Lately? Me, not so much … I find the lady a bit too forced, laughing all the time for reasons I cannot discern. But this, I’m laughing about. Apparently a show security guard falsely claimed to be the brother of a celebrity she wanted on the show, so she let him get rather familiar with ball gag and paddle and a pants-down display of panties, in hopes it would help her get the interview:
Cee-Lo Green visited ‘Chelsea Lately’ Wednesday night, and Chelsea told him about a former security guard for the show who impersonated his brother.
“I believed him, so then I took this photo with him,” she said. The photo shows Chelsea gagged and bent over a desk, pants down, as the guard prepares to swat her with a paddle.
“I like to let black men slap me on the ass when they come on the show,” she joked. “I thought I was being nice to him and it would maybe help me get you on the show.”
Cee-Lo set her straight. “That’s not my brother,” he said. “Never settle for second best.”
Thanks to an alert reader for the link.
“All I Want For Christmas Is A Spanking…”
Violet Blue has an exclusive Christmas spanking story from Alison Tyler. It’s called It’s a Secret, Santa, and it’s here:
“You know, Santa keeps a pretty strict list,” he told me.
“Really?”
“You bet.” He was reaching for me, pulling me over his lap, sliding up my no-nonsense navy-blue skirt. I shut my eyes. This couldn’t be happening, but in case it was, I decided to enjoy every second. He settled his hand on my panty-clad ass and I moaned. “So I expect you to tell me what you want for Christmas before you end up on my naughty list.”
“I’m already on your naughty list,” I said.
“You think?”
“Because all I want for Christmas is a spanking.”
Whipped By A Masked Psycho
I’ll admit it, I got drawn into another dark and chilling BDSM tale from Dofantasy. This one is called Psycho, by Fernando, and stars a lovely young lady who stops at the wrong small-town motel. It turns out to be run by, yes, a crazy dude wearing a gimp hood who has a whip and some seriously confused ideas about sexual morality in the 21st century:
This is just a tiny sample of the crazed ass-whupping goodness to be found in Psycho; I’ll almost certainly be publishing more samples in the future.
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Spanked On A Stagecoach
This is a crop from a much larger publicity photo for a 1935 movie called Stagecoach Troubador, starring Gene Autry and Barbara Pepper:
From Chross via Kinky Delight.
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Black Lace And A Wooden Spoon Spanking
This heavy wooden spoon comes into play in this gallery (from a post on Figging.com.) The spanking is minimal, but the spoon is very persuasive-looking:
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Humiliations, Galore!
I’ve blogged once before about the Lupus Spankings movie where the girls to be punished were required to stand naked against the wall, clenching their buttocks around the canes which will soon be used to cane them with.
Well, now there’s a new sample gallery out with an even better photo of this delicious humiliation:
I wonder how many extra strokes they get if they drop their cane?
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There Is Always Another Belt
The poor wardrobe-challenged fellow at Bondage Blog writes of this photo:
The problem is, once you’ve used your belt to secure her wrists like this, you don’t have it handy to beat her ass with!
Do you suppose the poor guy really only owns one belt?
Sneaker Spanked
Violet Blue has found a surprisingly sexy Youtube video that’s a Foot Locker commercial featuring a fully clothed very dominant woman spanking a man with a sneaker. She writes:
I love the way she is dressed. I love the way he reacts. This is hot. Love it, Foot Locker. I’m guessing you’ll agree: ads that feature sex don’t need to have T&A, lingerie, or anything NSFW to be incredibly dirty, very hot and quite effective. All about the biggest sex organ, our brains.
I’m not going to embed — every time I do that, it’s like the YouTube video is gone in hours — but hopefully the link will persist for a bit.
Punished In The Library
I found this rather surreal scene of punishing the domestic help while a little dog looks serenely at the camera on a Tumblr. It made a lot more sense when somebody helpfully pointed out: “To the dog, this is absolutely no weirder than when you vacuum.”
Hobbled And Whipped
The spanking and whipping art by Georges Topfer is usually so languid, it doesn’t do a lot for me. But the look on this girl’s face is anything but passive during her nude whipping:
I also like the loose hobble on her ankles. It suggests she’s got a history of trying to run away…
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Savannah West Spanked Some More
I was looking at this post again, and at the free sample gallery in which Savannah West plays a naughty schoolgirl caught cheating by Mark Davis. And I just could not resist. I already blogged the spanking pictures that are in the free gallery; but I just knew there had to be more to be found in the rest of the photoshoot. And I had some Kinks, so I went to Kink On Demand and bought the shoot.
I was not disappointed. It’s yummy.
I’m still on the first (of four) pages of pictures, and already I found these:
Sometimes it pays to be a bad girl, eh? Here’s my rule where spankings are concerned: once the man has taken his pants off, the punishment phase is likely to be pretty much over!
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She’s New At This Whipping Business
The Spanking Breakfast
If you are a faithful reader of The Spanking Writers you already know Emma Jane; but I had not until today stopped by her blog, A Painful Awakening. Dilatory of me, I must confess. Here’s her account of a pleasant Saturday breakfast, some time ago:
After much sleep I rose from a fine ten hours of deep sleep in a very good mood indeed. I hadn’t intended to be mischievous at all but being condiment-ally challenged resulted in honey over the oak table, soon followed by me bare bottomed, over the oak table.
Forgetting it was HH dealing out the spanking I was semi-cheerfully answering back when the hand spanking got firmer and the voice got cross. It’s not allowed to be so disrespectful during a spanking, no matter how light or sticky the situation.
Breakfast finally concluded without much further ado until some ridiculous declaration of innocence from Abel had all us girls howling in laughter. He wasn’t too pleased to have us react so and over the table we all had to go, bottoms bared in a row; Catherine, Haron and I. And what a lively spanking ensued with a disgraceful amount of laughter and answering back.
After all that I found myself in a far more mischievous mood. I wanted trouble! But not for me, I still felt quite played out from the night before. But I was sure Catherine could handle a bit more beating. As Indy would say I then then threw her under a bus by remarking that she hadn’t got that switching that was proposed, had she? Of course HH doesn’t need much encouragement and duly fetched said switch as we all trooped upstairs to watch the show.
Now it’s very unusual for me to witness someone playing and not want to join in, but this was such an occasion. I was very happy to watch as HH beat Catherine mercilessly with the switch. Happy to to watch her dance and wriggle away from him as he beat her more, to laugh as he chased her round the room still whacking away and to sigh as he eventually restrained her and whipped her til tiny bits of the switch scattered across the room and she was properly complaining.
Poor girl wasn’t allowed be done with yet though. It was then Abel’s turn with the dragon cane and the strokes rained down smartly until at least two dozen were delivered. Our girl was almost done. But I wasn’t finished with my bus throwing.
Gently remarking that she hadn’t nearly as much trouble as me on the wooden pony the night before I wondered how she might find it on the second time of asking? The love in her eyes for me at that moment was very special to behold. And when they had her strung up on the pony, with the board raised much higher than previously, I almost felt bad as she cried and pleaded for mercy. Almost.
It was a very floaty girl who was finally released into many waiting hugs.
Angie’s First Sex Spanking
Angie from The Punishment Book made a long post a month ago about her first sexual spanking, when she was 19 and had a game and “little bit freaky” boyfriend who would do anything for her. After a little bit of negotiation, it went like this:
We started to make out and I almost forgot about the whole conversation. It was good, and the pot had made me horny, and I was raring to go — when suddenly he said, “Go straddle my weight bench.” I started to ask why and my hesitation earned me a sharp swat over my jeans. As I stood up he said, “Take everything off. Everything.” He watched as I undressed and I felt exposed, and naughty, and like my senses were on overload. Naked, I obeyed his previous command, and straddled the bench, facing a full-length mirror that he kept there to watch himself workout and the support frame for the barbell, which had weights attached to it.
“So, you need to be spanked, huh?” C asked me, his voice suddenly husky and deeper than usual. I was watching him through the mirror. His shirt was off; his jeans and belt were still on. His eye caught mine and he said, “I asked you a question.”
“Yes. I do.”
“Lie down on your belly. Keep your feet flat on the floor.” As I did what he asked, my ass was pushed up, providing an excellent target. He started slowly at first and I got used to the sensation. He dipped his fingers in my pussy every few moments, commenting on how turned on I was by my first spanking and how good it was going to feel to fuck me after. I would whimper or moan, and try to hide my face, but every time this would be met with a sharp smack and a command to meet his gaze in the mirror.
After awhile, he began to unbuckle his belt. I believe it is this moment that has cemented, in my sex-memory, that “man unbuckling his belt” = “most sexy thing on planet.” He doubled it over and then whispered in my ear, hot and wet, “Do you need to feel leather on your ass, little girl?”
I’ll let you guess my reply.
The whipping started slow and then got faster, and then he alternated; and as it got harder, I tried to squirm away, but never told him “no more.” To reward me for my squirming, he found some rope in his little basement hideaway that we were in, and he bade me grab on to the barbell-support. He tied each of my hands to it. I can barely recall now exactly how I was bound, but I know that because of the weight on the bench, I couldn’t have gotten free without him. And I was completely ok with it – which surprises me when I think of it now. Surprises me and turns me on. He continued the whipping but now I would tense as I saw, in the mirror, as he raised his arm each time. He decided this wasn’t good, either. He said, “I want you to accept it. I want you to know it’s coming, but not know when, and just accept it.” Neither of us knew the language of submission yet, but that was pretty damn good, I’d say. He took his t-shirt and fashioned a blindfold for me.
Straddling the bench, naked, bound and blind-folded, I drank in the sensation of the leather on my skin, the warmth of his touch on my back to calm me, the sharp pull of my hair when he asked me a question and I was slow to answer. My first trip into this world of submission and pain and I had found total bliss. Finally, C said, “I think we should stop. You’re awfully bruised.”
“Yes, that’s probably enough for the first time. Did you like it ok?” He was undoing the ties around my hands as I asked and he took one of them and held it to his cock — it was hard and … well, ready.
“Does that answer your question?” He laughed. I reached for the blindfold and he said, “Wait. Put your arms under you and push yourself up a little but keep that on.” I could hear his pants come down, and I felt his hands at my pussy once again. “You’ve done such a good job feeling and not seeing. I want you to hold off a little bit. Push that ass out.”
Within moments he was inside of me, his hands grabbing my sore ass, my body responding like it had never done before and he was saying things that I had needed to hear for so long. Things like, “Are you a bad girl that needs to be spanked?” and “Did I whip that ass good for you, you naughty little slut?” He reached around and rubbed my clit while he fucked me and I came harder than I ever had before.
Cropping Grazialla’s Nipples
This is what happens when you let Alebeard from Paintoy get his hands on a pretty girl. Her nipples are not safe:
You got to love the expression on her face. Think she’s feeling the burn yet?
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Japanese Spanking Tableaux
I found this on a Japanese tumblr site; I love the way the spectator is sort of shrinking away, but limited by the fact that the couch is only so long:
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Caned OTK?
I love the cane, don’t get me wrong. But getting a good angle with the thing, so it lands where I want, at the angle and force that I want, can be tricky. For that reason, I don’t usually see it as an over-the-knee spanking tool.
Nonetheless, the gentleman in this Lupus Spanking gallery seems to be making it work for him:
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Playful Riding Crop Party
This is of those YouTube links that won’t be there long — they never are — but I’m going to link it anyway because it’s kind of fun and eyebrow-raising.
It came in via Chross and it consists of seven minutes of footage of some Chinese-speaking young people hanging out at night in an expensive-looking urban high-rise party space with lots of windows. More context than that, I can’t really provide, due to the language barrier; but somebody brought along half a dozen of those cheap riding crops with the leather hand on the end. And the partiers are taking ritualistic turns bending over a bar stool to exchange (mostly weak) swats with the things. There’s much posturing and martial arts windup from the guys, a lot of high-spirited giggling from the girls, and it’s fairly amusing to watch:
She’s Ready For The Punishment Strap
I feel as if a bondage position like this is custom-made for a good long hard session with a heavy punishment strap.
Yes, there’s a risk of her deciding to fall over sideways. But if you simply prop her back up and re-start the count, that nonsense will stop soon enough.
Spankable Bottom, Framed In Rope
Paddled On A Boat
The Stockroom “Red” Sexmas Sale
As everybody knows, bad little “girls” are supposed to get switches and lumps of coal in their stockings. (And not electrical switches, neither!) But sophisticated bad little big girls — the ones who have worked extra hard at being bad, all year long — may need something a little more… highly engineered. And for that, the Stockroom Sexmas Sale (running now through December 27th) may be just the thing.
This year, the theme of the sale for me is “red”. Red bottoms and red leather, mostly. But as always when I run through the sale listings, I’m looking for the best bargains, too … the deep discounts that make me want to whip out my credit card. And this year, the top honors in that department go to:
Heavy Red Fiberglass Cane $17.50 | SALE: $10.00
This sturdy cane has a 21″ fiberglass rod with a handsome red nylon covering and a black tip. It has a black rubber-covered handle for an extra firm grip. This cane is probably best reserved for those looking for a thick, mean “whap”.
All that for only ten bucks! And Christmas is a birthday, so somebody should be getting a birthday caning anyway, right? I swear, this holiday is looking merrier by the minute.
Moving rapidly along: this next item is a personal favorite. We bought it years ago, and I quite enjoy it. (I haven’t written about it, but Bethie has.) Plus, it’s red and looks like candy:
The Lolly Crop $55.00 | SALE: $44.00
This fun and naughty Lolly Crop gives resounding smacks that are as delicious as candy. This crop with a sense of humor is easy to aim, sturdy, flexible and looks fantastic. The bing cherry-red silicone disc on the business end has a 2 1/2″ diameter, and the whole crop is 21″ in length and 1/2″ thick. The shaft is made of carbon fiber and the handle is textured with black “o”ring material.
The third and final red impact toy in our stocking-stuffer lineup today is the classic short riding crop, long a favorite of mine, redone in red holiday finery. Maybe it’s just me, but I almost don’t feel like a Christmas stocking is complete without a riding crop handle sticking out the top:
Braided Short Red Riding Crop $42.00 | SALE: $35.00
This snappy little crop is made of a strong braided leather, richly dyed a deep red, with a 2½” wide head. A striking crop that is built to last.
Finally, with all these mildly painful (heh) impact toys to play with, the prudent man might consider getting a pretty red leash and collar to keep everything (and everybody) in place while experimentation and testing proceeds. Sadly, the leash pictured below is not actually on sale (although the collar is):
Red Leather Leash $20.00
This basic red leather leash is 2½’ long and about ¾” wide. It is designed with a wrist loop on one end, and a very nice crab-claw hook on the other end, making for easy attachment to a collar or harness.
I hope this short set of highlights helps you finish off some of the missing kinky spots on your unfinished Christmas shopping list!
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Spanking Jynx Maze
You might think from this OTK spanking shot that Jynx Maze is both extremely cute, and has a very expressive face with which to show her reaction to being spanked:
And if you do think that, I’d agree with you. But to be honest, the look on her face in that photo cannot begin to compare with the look on her face when she gets a brisk riding crop smack right on her pussy. Now, that’s an expressive face!
Here’s the whole gallery; pictures are courtesy of Whipped Ass.
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Bent Over In Pantyhose
I’m not sure what these two women have done wrong. But I’m sure of this much. By the time I’m done caning them for it, those pantyhose will never be the same:
Found here.
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Caned By The Head Butler
This poor girl obviously lives in a house where even the punishments are the responsibility of the senior household staff:
Artwork, of course, is by the legendary Bob Bishop.
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Caning The Princess, Redux
I blogged about the free clips from this movie (it’s called The Fairy Tale from Lupus) back in 2008, but I just now found a nice big fat screen-cap as well. Click to enlarge:
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Spanked Up Against The Wall
Somehow I don’t think snuggling the wall is going to solve her little spanked-bottom problem:
The cute blonde getting spanked is from this Firm Hand Spanking gallery.
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Spanked By A Bookworm
This is a little bit … odd, but I guess it was all in good fun:
Caption:
And for a change of pace, Sun reporter Crittenden takes a spanking from Michael Foote, The Bookworm, after Crittenden made four spelling mistakes in a test she took yesterday at the Encyclopedia Britannica booth.
Whipping Through Her Riding Tights
I don’t have the upbringing to properly name the fancy riding tights this girl is wearing, but I’m aware of a sort of micro-fetish around the idea of whipping the clothes right off a girl, by whipping so severely that tightly-stretched fabric begins to fail. That’s what’s going on here in this vintage illustration by Carlo:
I’ve had a small version of this illo forever, but not until Chross linked to Heart and Soul’s huge version did I have one with enough detail to be useful. Don’t forget to click the illustration to see it better!
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Naughty In The Confessional
“Only ten Hail Marys? Aren’t you going to spank me this time?”
Spanked With A Meaty “Thwack!”
This rubber spanking paddle actually looks like it might have some authori-tay!
Image is from a nice if somewhat porny Dominated Girls gallery.
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To Hell With (Spanking) Love
The Riding Crop For Breakfast
This is a very mild photograph by Pain Toy standards, but I love it because it reminds me of how things can go around my house. One minute I’m minding my own business, drinking my tea in the sunshine and reading The Economist, and then Bethie will wander casually by for some affection. Add a handy riding crop to the equation (and who doesn’t keep one handy at all times for just such an eventuality?) and you get pictures like this:
You do sort of need to click for the uncropped version of the photo, in order to properly see the tea tray hastily set aside to make room for her hands on the table.
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Spanking Two Cheerleaders
Sometimes, there are advantages to being an assistant cheerleading coach. Such as, when it’s time to restore order after a catfight in the locker room:
This is from one of the vintage spanking magazines, but I couldn’t tell you which one.
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Earl? Is That You?
If you’re a fan of the TV show My Name Is Earl, you might forgive me for thinking he’s found an interesting way of striking items off his karma list:
Big Paddle, Little Cheerleader
Here’s a touching-her-toes classic “paddled cheerleader” from Real Spankings, circa 2001:
From the hair I’d say that’s Brandi, but it’s hard to be sure from this viewpoint…
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