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I think it’s safe to say that the fetish artist Dolcett is not principally known for his spanking art. This is perhaps the purest example of our kink to be found in his work; certainly, it’s the best Dolcett spanking artwork I’ve encountered:
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Zille Defeu has laboriously scanned and posted a hilarious and highly suspect article from a 1970s fetish contact magazine claiming to document spanking parties of the era. It reads like the bad fiction it probably is, but it’s enormously entertaining:
We all met in each other’s houses for coffee and drinks, and it was soon established that we all had been initiated into our sorority at college with a ceremony which included a paddling.
We decided to form a coffee club, and it was agreed that membership should be restricted to those willing to accept a spanking as part of the initiation. A small committee was formed. They issued invitations to all those who, would not only be co-operative, but had-suitable figures as well.
The invitations stated that jeans would be worn, but no underpants. The person’s own paddle had to be brought to the ceremony. The first meeting was held at my house, and in readiness I had cleared all the furniture to one side in the’ lounge.
It was agreed that, to get things moving, the members of the small elected committee would initiate themselves, and then they would initiate all the others. Each member of the committee in turn then bent over than grasped her ankles, while the paddle rose and fell across the tightly stretched jeans some five times.
This over, the rest of the party were lined up facing the wall and told to bend over and grasp their ankles as they had seen the committee members do, and were told that in no circumstances were they to move from that position until told to do so, on the pain of being expelled from all future activities of the Club.
It was quite a colourful sight to see the well-shaped bottoms suitably covered in a variety of tight jeans. The committee members then proceeded down the line, administering five swats to each bottom as they passed. Although there were a lot of oo’s and aah’s, and one or two yells of obvious pain, nobody moved. The ceremony over, everyone was told to stand up. Immediately, on all sides, the girls were rubbing their bottoms hard.
One girl rushed out, saying she was going to cool off in the shower. She was soon stripped off and cooling her fiery red bottom. This was the signal for everyone else to follow suit, and soon there was a queue of naked women at the two shower rooms. Their bottoms presented an array of colour from pink to deep crimson. When all had cooled the fire in their bottoms, we sat around in the lounge and had coffee and discussed the modus operandi for the future.
We all agreed that the ceremony had brought back memories, but also agreed that since our college days our bottoms had become soft, except for those of us whose husbands spanked them regularly. It was decided that at each coffee date a spanking session would take place.
There’s more, oh so much more. Thanks, Zille!
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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A couple of years ago I blogged a little image from Hustler’s Taboo Magazine, saying:
In the old Victorian fetish novels, the cruel schoolmaster or sadistic monk was as likely to belabor some poor student or work-house girl across the shoulders with his cane as he was to bend them over for proper strokes.
Now I find it’s available in glorious 1000-pixel large-format from Kinky Delight.
Here’s a blog post ranging further from pure spanking than I usually go, although it does involve doing painful things to a bottom. I stumbled over this image by the fetish artist Carlo (see Footnote 1), and I thought it quirky and interesting enough to share, especially as there’s a ton of other Carlo bondage and spanking art floating around the kinky web. But this, I had never seen before:
What’s going on here is a fetish called piquerism. The fellow in the bullfighter costume is using his darts (normally used to antagonize and distract a bull) to prick the bottom of the chained woman. If you thought bullfighting was unfair and mean, you really won’t approve of this!
If you click the image for the larger “original” version as it came to me, there’s a caption suggesting (with the aid of a bit of web research) that the art first illustrated a 1930s book called L’Inquisiteur Moderne by Juana Lapaz.
Carlo (born c. 1910) aka Charléno was an anonymous, probably French, fetish and BDSM artist whose works were published in the 1930s. Most of his work has femsub themes. His style was a precursor to that of John Willie.
He illustrated several books, such as ‘Dressage’, ‘Bagne de Femmes’, ‘Servitude’, ‘Dolly, Esclave’, ‘Despotisme Féminin’, ‘Cuir & Fouet’, ‘Dolorès Amazone’, ‘Le Cuir Triomphant’, ‘La Madone du Cuir Verni’, ‘Esclavage’, ‘La Reine Cravache’ (all written by Alan Mac Clyde), ‘L’Inquisiteur Moderne’, ‘Sévérités Perverses’ (all by Juana Lapaz), ‘Le Dominateur’ (all by Aimé Van Rod), ‘Cinglantes Épreuves’, ‘Le Chateau des Cuisants Souvenirs’, ‘Brûlants Plaisirs’ (all by Désiré Van Rowel) and many other titles in the sado-masochistic genre.
Carlo also contributed to magazine Humour under the name Charléno. The real name behind those pseudonyms is unknown to us.
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Have you got a girl who’s sullen about her corner time? Or worse yet, stubborn? No matter how many times you spank her, she’s back out of the corner in fourteen seconds flat, wheedling for a cushion or some lotion or whatever it is that bad girls think they should have while they kneel in the corner to contemplate their misdeeds?
I must say, I don’t know why I never thought of this simple solution: A collar, an humble screw eye, and your basic nickel-plated double-ended snap, available at a hardware store near you:
The picture is from Hustler’s Taboo Magazine, which despite a tendency to stylize fetish beyond all recognition, sometimes gets a good spanking scene right these days now that it’s the capable hands of fetish legend Ernest Greene.
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