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It’s amazing how much of this “clean” fully-clothed fetish porn Irving Klaw sold by mail order, back in the day. This whip mistress just is one of oh-so-very many:
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All of the men in this room are on their knees being ridden and/or whipped by three women. But if you look closely, there’s one woman perched up on the big wing chair, with her petticoats up and her hands tied and a fierce domme laying into her ass with double-wielded switches. If this is all about paying forfeits in party games, she must have lost big!
I honestly don’t know what’s actually going on in this drawing, nor do I have any credits for source or artist.
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She’s not afraid of Krampus. And in fact, she’s not the little girl he thought she was when he snuck into her bedroom to invade her dreams with Christmas terror. It was a trap, and he’s in it! Now she’s about to take away his silly little birch bundle and teach him a hard lesson about spreading holiday cheer:
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Socrates, famously, had a shrewish nag of a wife named Xantippe, with whom he dealt so mildly and respectfully that all his friends marveled at his forbearance. The burden of his shrewish wife is concretized in this fanciful illustration of Xantippe, whip in hand, riding on his back:
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The June 1948 issue of Eyeful magazine offered up this compelling vision of model Juliette Ruhling wearing leather boots and a fur-fringed bikini. But it’s her nasty twin-tailed quirt that earns our honest admiration:
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Some poor unsuspecting guy got his daily kinky adrenaline rush when he least expected it, courtesy of @Thirsty_Mom on TikTok:
“Excuse me, mister! You need to stop and turn around.” Yes, Ma’am?
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This vintage Dutch postcard seems to record the moment when a philandering husband, having made a work-related excuse, is caught by his wife while having drinks with another woman in a cafe. So now she’s beating his ass with her umbrella:
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Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, or in this case, betrayed. If she has a bullwhip, watch out!
Promotional photo from the 1953 movie Cow Country.
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He was getting an eyeful at a beachside changing room, but now he is about to get a serious spanking surprise:
From this vintage comic postcard.
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I think we are to take this unfortunate man as a drunkard of a husband, being disciplined by his strict wife for coming home intoxicated. But what is the role of the monkey?
This is artwork from a vintage German comic postcard that does have a caption, which might shed some light on the joke. But the caption is beyond my ability to puzzle out.
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I don’t know what the hapless husband on this Czech postcard did to annoy his wife, but I’m pretty sure he doesn’t plan to do it again:
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If you were to choose for analysis any random dozen posts here on Spanking Blog, you might be forgiven for concluding that the sole and exclusive theme of the blog is male-dominant spanking play in service of the kinky sex lives of relentlessly cis-gendered heterosexual people. Some might call this narrow minded, but I see it as a valuable editorial focus. Valuable, yes, but not quite to the point of admitting no exceptions.
Thus, for example, there’s always been a bit of room for stuff like femdom political cartoons, malesub spanking art, entertaining ambiguities on the question of who spanks whom, and sheer polymorphous perversity just for the fun of it. And from it all I’ve learned something I did not necessarily understand back in 2003 when I started the blog: there are more fun ways to punish someone than by hurting them.
Sometimes pleasure is pain. Sometimes it’s just pleasure, but somebody else gets to decide when or if it stops. Sometimes this is fun. Sometimes it’s humiliating or unwelcome. Sometimes, it’s just what happens when she’s the dom and you are not.
Is this punishment? It can be! But your partner might just be reveling in the power you shared. Either way, fella, you can count on this: tonight, if you get everything all sticky — and you will! — you’re the one who’s gonna have to clean up the mess.
Moreover, just as M/f spanking isn’t the only fun kind of punishment in the world, toys that go “smack!” aren’t the only toys you can use for this kind of play. All you have to do is look at this Sohimi collection of sex toys for men and if you have any imagination at all, it doesn’t take long to think of a way to incorporate almost any of them into exquisitely pleasurable punishments or kinky couples play.
Pocket pussies? Sure! What, did you think She wanted to get Her hands dirty squeezing your junk? Cock rings, prostate milkers, male masturbators, they all have their moments. And those moments are sometimes all the more memorable for not being at your decision or under your control.
Art credits, top to bottom: Teased man trembling with arousal in a cage of cock rings is by Kamitora. The pair of dominas using a Tenga-type male masturbator to harvest condoms full of jizz from the trembling bound man are by Neriaisu. The fellow bound face-down and ass-up wearing a cock ring and an inserted prostate milker is by Yazva. The domme enjoying a face sitting session while some sort of powered stroker urges on her licking-slave is by Doskoinpo. The chained man getting jacked off relentlessly with a jelly-sleeve pocket pussy is by Destor777. And the manga dominatrix milking her dude’s cock and prostate is by Otochichi.
My almost monomaniacal focus on M/f spanking and BDSM imagery here at Spanking Blog sometimes leads to regrettable gaps. With a few exceptions (like this one) notable for their rarity, there’s not much “femdom” art to be seen here, even though there’s lots of it out there and much of it is thoroughly excellent. Sometimes the same artists we love for their M/f spanking art also do femdom art that’s just as good. Kamitora (aka Paper Tiger) is a fine example. He’s just as likely to line up spanked men (see above) as women, and no matter how much pain they may suffer, their helpless erections and ejaculations prove that they love the same painful games as our beloved spanko women.
We all know how pain and pleasure mix and become inseparable. A lot of spanking people really enjoy how aroused and excited a spanked woman often becomes — it can make the sex pretty incredible! But female arousal is hard to show in BDSM art. It’s a lot easier with femdom porn, because a bound or spanked guy with an erection is an obviously-happy guy, even if he’s suffering terribly. If he’s spurting jizz everywhere, so much the more so!
And then there’s the whole set of BDSM games around orgasm control and forced orgasms, especially repeated ones. The line between sexual stimulus and actual pain gets thinner and thinner (for many people) the longer they have been aroused or the more orgasms they’ve had. This makes jerking off a bound man a serious tool of torment, especially if he’s already had an orgasm or two. He may not even be able to come again, but he can’t help being erect and sensitive and vulnerable to every painful teasing whim of his mistress lover!
Tools and toys make the game even more fun. There are a lot of really good pocket pussies for sale these days, like the ones on this Hot Cherries list. Guys buy these because the sensation is more exquisite than their own palm-and-fingers can deliver, but dominant women like them because, like vibrators and other sex toys, they make it less work to keep a guy hard and helplessly suffering unlimited amounts of painful pleasure or pleasurable pain.
How long can a skillful dominant keep a helpless or obedient man hot and horny and erect and suffering? Well, we’re made of flesh and blood, subject to the weaknesses thereof. It certainly depends on the man, his youth and vitality, and the extent of his sexual desire and excitement. But I have seen reliable accounts of men who don’t normally come more than once a day having several orgasms when teased this way. In the hands of a professional dominatrix who has been paid for the night, there’s really no telling how long the game might last, or how sensitive a dude’s cock is going to be by the time she bores of the game.
Make no mistake. When carried to extremes, this game is every bit as tortuous as anything you can do with a whip or a leather strap. Have you ever noticed a woman shy away from any stimulation in the moments after an orgasm? Have you taken ruthless advantage of a bit of bondage to not let her? It’s the same game, just with slightly different topology.
Art credits, top to bottom: Submissive man caned to orgasm is by Kamitora. Supine chained man who just had his third helpless orgasm into a pocket pussy is by Hanarito. The guy spurting through a cock sleeve is by Cra4. Upright and very erect suffering bound dude is by Sneedham. Bonde man sweating through a Tengu orgasm (not his first) is by Nashimo. Bent over man being fingered and wanked is by Yuguraniru.
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What if there was a nightclub where slaves and dominants enjoyed each other while cameras capture an especially kinky stage show to be rebroadcast from different angles on huge monitors all over the club? Note I did not name any genders in asking that question. If it were my club, things wouldn’t be run quite the same way as we see below. There would be more paddles in view, for one thing! But I can still imagine how much fun it might be to run or patronize such a facility, even if we would do different things, somewhat differently, there:
What if there were mistresses out there who dressed up in corsets and boots to broadcast hot wax play from their well-equipped dungeons? In truth the corsets, the boots, the hot wax, and the dungeons can probably be all be found on kinky cam sites such as Mistress World. How often do they have wax-covered stunt cocks/bottoms in such shows? I don’t know, but it’s not unheard of:
What if the world had more polite young men in three piece suits in it, who would calmly hang their jackets over a chair and drop their trousers to their ankles at a one-word command from any woman who wanted to cane their asses flaming red? It’s not my fantasy, precisely, but I know we’ve got some readers here who’d emigrate to that world in a hot (sore) minute:
What if the world had more venues where orally-fixated ladies could find and choose from among an entire row of muscular men with bound hands and blindfolds on? Men whose appreciation for their “predicament” cannot be denied or dissembled about?
What if no man lying around with shackles on all four limbs and a jutting erection, was safe from the predations of any random woman with a stout leather cord in her hands and a keen sense of sexual cruelty?
What happens when one of the random women turns out to be a blonde with a handbag full of esoteric bondage gear that’s extremely specialized for the control and exploitation of surplus erections?
Those would be some very different worlds, yes. But think of all the fun they would have there!
Image credits, from top to bottom: Femdom nightclub art is by Yumine. The hot wax mistress camshow is by Gin. The polite young man bent over for a harsh caning is by Kamitora (aka “Paper Tiger”). The muscular blindfolded fellow with the jutting dick is by Gebby. The gagged man with a tied cock is by Kuma-X. And the bound guy with harnessed balls is by Ueno Naoya.
The other day I got an email from a somewhat smug-sounding gentleman who wanted to share with me his brilliant new sadistic idea that he had come up with and tested out on his long-suffering submissive wife. I won’t quote the mail — I’m being too sarcastic about it here to do that — but the gist of his story was that his BDSM relationship is, as these things usually are, a little bit complicated. He and his wife have a relationship that is at once a domestic discipline relationship (in which spankings can be a punishment for her) and a sadomasochistic relationship (in which the spankings are often pleasurable for both parties). His novel idea (here I am being sarcastic again, but he certainly thought it was novel) was that if he gave his wife a number of powerful orgasms before he spanked her, he could remove the pleasure element from the spanking itself, making it much stronger punishment. According to his account, this procure was extremely successful, in that it took his wife by surprise, it horrified her, and it greatly intensified the effectiveness (from his perspective anyway) of her punishment.
What I did not have the heart to tell this fellow is that, due the relative simplicity of male sexual response, the procedure he invented for punishing his wife is at least twice as effective when deployed against a male submissive. A man who can sexualize and absorb simply astonishing amounts of pain while his pecker is hard will often turn into a mewling wimp the instant he’s had an orgasm and his sexual excitement and anticipation has deflated. A man who goes to see a professional dominatrix to be caned, who arrives with his dick hard, will probably soak up a pretty damned serious caning, whether or not the professional he is seeing is going to help him do anything about the hard dick afterward or not. (Some do, some don’t, some will, some won’t — or so I hear. I expect it depends on the jurisdiction, the price, the professional in question, and other factors.)
On the other hand, if that same professional hands him a Fleshlight like one of these and runs a little “you don’t deserve to have that dick touch a woman’s pussy” humiliation scene with him until he cums in front of her, and only then does she start caning his ass, he’ll probably be astonished by (a) how much worse the caning will seem to hurt; (b) how much less of it he can take before he has to safeword out; and (c) how much less erotic charge it holds for him in general.
I don’t gather that professional femdom types run scenes like this very often, as it runs rather contrary to the fundamental premise of giving the client what they want, which is erotic pleasure. (Although kinks vary enough that exceptions exist, which is how I’ve heard of this happening at all.) On the other hand, “lifestyle femdom” is a real thing, and when Mistress wants to please Herself rather than the man with the wallet, suddenly the horse has a very different color. Now suddenly she’s in the position of the smug-sounding gentleman with whose mail I introduced this post. Instead of trying to cane through the cast-iron butt cheeks of some lust-crazed male submissive until she can get him into a receptive place where her corrective punishments will even be noticed, this notion of giving him (or making him give himself) an orgasm or two so that his mind will be clear and her punishments will register suddenly begins to seem useful.
Don’t worry, gents, Spanking Blog is not turning into a femdom blog. I’m not a “sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander” kind of guy, and I never have been. But when somebody writes in with a brilliant “new idea” for spanking punishments, one that works at least twice as well for distaff dominants? You know I’m going to say so.
Given past Spanking Blog readership interest in my anecdotes about spanking adventures in the webcams world, I’ve been saving one lengthy (if slightly-too-detailed) story for a “slow news day” when I’d have time to break out the juiciest excerpts into a blog post. Which made it convenient when the folks at Mistress World asked if I had any more spanking cams stories to share. Happens I do! This one is about a self-employed guy, doing well, fleet-of-trucks kind of thing, who spends a lot of money on cam dommes when the night life gets slow in his little city. In his personal life he’s more of a switch (at least in theory) but as all here know, it’s a lot easier to find women who will get spanked for free than to find one who will dominate you on a non-professional basis.
Anyway this guy, let’s call him Roberto, he runs on worse than me, so you get excerpts of his story:
This one domme, oh! I spend a lot of money in private shows with her. We really click. A lot of it’s just chatting and bullshit and smacktalk. She doesn’t take my shit! I like that. Plus she knows sports, which the girls I date, meh! They usually hate sports. At the end of a show, after a lot of flirting and conversation and hanging out, we do some JOI [jack off instruction] stuff and she verbally edges me. She’ll tease me, tell me not to cum, eventually I can’t help it because she’s playing with her pussy… I’m a bad boy! Your basic dominatrix camshow stuff, you know? It’s the chemistry we got that makes it fun. I spend a lot of time with her, and she’s worth it!
Finally Roberto gets to the part we spankos care about. Apparently he’s a big Eagles fan and before the Super Bowl she liked to bust his balls about that. They made a sports bet, having to do with the number of points between the winning and losing team. She got paid a whole lot per point either way (domme, yeah?) but if his beloved Eagles won (she scoffed at this) she’d also have to give herself spanks for each point on cam for him, really hard:
She has this ball-buster paddle thing she likes to wave around on camera. A hard round disk on a long flexible handle. The bet was, welts on her butt! I had to be able to see each and every welt — one per point! perfect! round! — by the end of the show, or she had to do it over.
Here’s the thing: she talks a good game. But I’m not sure she’s ever actually been spanked. She only needed to give herself eight good whacks, she’s thinking, how hard can it be? She reached back, hauled off, she gave herself the first one like a rodeo champ. Her eyes got really wide and started to water. Her face fell. She let out a weird howl. Then she actually dropped the handle and grabbed her ass with both hands like a little girl. I nearly died laughing.
By the time she stopped cussing and prancing around and managed to show me her bottom on the camera, she had a bright red round welt on her bottom about two inches across. “Just like that!” I said. “Seven more!”
Then she got mad and tried to go all dominatrix-bitch on me. But it was too late, I was laughing too hard. I was in top mode and she… wasn’t. I made her kneel up and stick her ass out and try again. But I guess it’s a lot harder to hit yourself the second time? When you know what it feels like?
It took her about six more tries to get another good welt. She kept pulling her swat at the last minute. But finally she squinched up her face and did it. I told her “Good girl, now do it again!” And damn me if she didn’t do it again on the very next swat. Then she jumped up and clutched at herself again. I think maybe she started crying for real, then. Just a little. I want to believe!
After that, Roberto reports that his favorite bet-losing-domme pulled herself together, got serious, and powered through her remaining five swats like the professional she is. A few artful tears, some hollerin’, some pulled swats, but in the end, eight beautiful welts, a very nice sports bet payoff, and a fat camshow tip on top of it. Roberto’s favorite show ever!
Inquiring minds would very much like to know: why is this man with the impressive mustachios being beaten with peacock feathers by three sturdy women of the harem?
The unsigned artwork, possibly by “Tack”, is from the 1906 French novel Le Tour du Monde d’un Flagellant by Don Brennus Alera.
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This scoundrel attacked the wrong young lady at the train station, and paid the full and painful price:
This attractive painting is from La Domenica Del Corriere, and the caption in Italian reads (modulo any transcription errors I may have made):
Sconfitto dalle rose. Presso la stazione di Torino – Lingotto, lungo un solitario sentiero, la signorina Guida Concetta Rinino, di 28 anni, che stava recandosi da una parente con un bel mazzo di rosi, e stata aggredita da un giovane sconosciuto. La ragazza, anziche perdersi d’animo, si e defesa con straordinaria energia, usando il mazzo di flore come arma. Fatto si e che il mascalzone, con la faccia tuta graffiata, ha dovuto darsi alla fuga.
Which means, per Google translate with a little cleanup and a few assumptions by me, something like:
Defeated by Roses
At the Turin – Lingotto station, along a lonely path, Miss Guida Concetta Rinino, 28, who was going to visit one of her parents with a bunch of roses, was attacked by a young stranger. The girl, instead of losing her mind, defended herself with extraordinary energy, using the bunch of flowers as a weapon. And so it was that the scoundrel, with his torn suit and scratched face, had to make his escape.
To which all I can add is “good work!”
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When ErosBlog posted this Leone Frollo cover artwork, I could not help thinking “I hope she misses that wizard’s old boney ass and accidentally crops herself!”
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She’s having a glass of brandy to help her with her important disciplinary work. But the subject of her afflictions has already, I suspect, been sent to bed without any supper:
Art is signed Jim Black, which is one of the synonyms of artist Luc Lafnet.
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Miss Piggy, you’ve always known she was in charge in the bedroom:
These are photos of sculptures in a series called La Puta di Babilonia by Emilio Rangel.
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ErosBlog captioned this artwork “Urging Him On To Better Efforts.” So now I can’t help but to imagine that it shows us how the current crop of young, sexually-progressive women out there avoid sexual disappointment. All those likely-looking but completely-untrained young studs they hook up with using those “swipe left, swipe right” apps on their phones? Here’s how to get what you need out of them:
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Some of you may have to strive to ignore the hairy maleness of the ass being walloped in this picture, but I think we can all appreciate the pleased enthusiasm the spanker is bringing to her project:
Nice retro spanking photo comes from RedRump — which mostly features female dominant spankings. Source is unknown, but RedRump would really like to know.
Update: an alert reader emailed and pointed me to this page, the little pictures at the bottom of which would tend to confirm that this image is from (or, at least, related to) 1949’s My Own True Love as suggested by one of the commenters.
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For those of you who like to see big strong men in chains getting OTK spankings from women — a minority taste here at Spanking Blog but one that is not without its proponents — you’ll find what you like today at ErosBlog:
Enjoy!
These days, porn is all niched to hell, and the producers don’t mix any fetishes — you wouldn’t want to put off a paying customer by putting something in there that wasn’t a specific component of his or her fantasy. But back in the day — way back in the day — the mob guys who were running the show didn’t care two figs about the kinks they were making bank with; they just wanted to put content in those sleazy big city bookstores that would appeal to as many different customers as possible. And, they weren’t exactly worried about competition — it was most emphatically a seller’s market.
Those were the conditions in the early 1970s when you could get a Bill Ward stroke book cover that looked like this:
Spanking, whipping, paddling, women in chains, male spankers, female spankers, femdom, and I don’t know what those two guys on the right are about to start doing…
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Recent feedback makes it clear that I’ve got more male readers who like or want to be spanked than I had realized. Although guys getting spanked appear here only rarely (because the boredom factor for me is right up there with the recaptured depreciation tables in the Internal Revenue Code) I did want to share this bit of femdom spanking and puppy-slave-training art by the notorious Eric Stanton:
But what I want to know is: Why doesn’t my riding crop leave vivid marks like that? I guess I’ll just have to try harder.
Via Usenet.
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Here’s another rare departure from the male-dominant theme around here. This femdom drawing struck me (har har) as entertaining, possibly because of the elegance of the young ladies:
Art is by Sardax.
Another enigma from Japan. This looks like some sort of manga penis caning.
I say again, ouch.
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