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This goat is a hazard to the community and to the tender buttocks of women doing laundry therein:
He is hereby voted off the island and into the stew pot!
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Upside down mummified suspension in the spanking machine is a painful ordeal indeed. Judith rapidly began to develop regrets:
Artwork is by Elijah Pink.
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Dale loves to play the game of “zapper paddle catch” with his wife Pale:
She never can seem to resist catching the zapper paddle…
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Via Bondage Blog, we have a vintage whip-cracking dominatrix from the early internet, back when animated .gifs were an entire art form:
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I have been accused, once or twice, of overthinking my spanking porn. There might even be some justice in the accusation! I just can’t help being fascinated by the semiotics of the stuff. For example, take this simple little scene below. I think it says an awful lot about performance and gaze. When we make a spanking scene for a camera, one that can record, transmit, and broadcast, who is the performance truly for?
What do you think is happening in the scene above? I see a young woman with an assured sexual agency, performing a cams show in what (she thought) was the privacy of her own bedroom. She has a simple-but-adequate sex toy (in this case, a portable automatic caning machine) and a fellow on the other end of her feed who is hugely enjoying her self-spanking performance. For the appreciation of his gaze, she’s gone to considerable lengths to redden her own ass and share the ass-reddening process on camera. But her shocked face and the shadow from her doorway suggests that she’s not so happy at all to be seen in real life by the person who just burst through her door. And yet the camera mediates — potentially — the gazes of so many strangers! Even if her camera-boyfriend is an intended virtual audience of just one, which we don’t know for sure, it’s not easy to reconcile her simultaneous joy-of-performance and shock-of-privacy-invaded. And in that tension, we get interesting art.
My next example entirely flips that script. In the artwork above, the caning is emphatically a public performance, perhaps unwilling. Our heroine is fully naked, on some sort of institutional stage, surrounded by uniformly-dressed watchers. Everyone can see; being seen to be punished is, presumably, part of the punishment. So, for what purpose is the prominently-placed camera? Is it for broadcasting and sharing the punishment to the scornful gaze of the entire world? Is this punishment on the World Map of Sex Cams for the enjoyment of countless horny strangers?
Or maybe the camera is there to represent the unblinking, unforgetting gaze of history, the ultimate “this goes on your permanent record” memorialization of her shame. Either way, the presence of the camera makes these scenes more interesting. The camera raises questions. People may scoff at the notion of porn-as-art, but the questions remain.
Faster takes now. Above, a seemingly private spanking. But the camera records her rapidly-reddening ass. For blackmail? His trophy and momento? We’d like to know. There’s a whole story in the answers to these questions.
Below, he’s recording the blank canvas of her unspanked ass. Is he making a before-and-after video for his collection? I’d bet he is:
No camera in sight at all for this next one. But the handprint, I’d argue, is performative. It’s to be be seen. Unless we have a live audience, then, I’d say the handprint was put there for the camera’s lens to record. But with whom will the images be shared? The camera is an observer but not a viewer. Again, questions.
No spanking — yet — in the final example. But an avid audience, eager to record what they are about see. Are these phone videos for the men to use for private (ahem) reflection? Or will this performance be circulated among all the bros? Questions. Stories untold. The unexplained camera is such a powerful plot device!
Image credits, top to bottom: The interrupted spanking-machine camshow is by Cat Cubed. The filmed public caning exhibition is by Huaca. The camcorder-filmed ass-reddening is by Natsumi Hajime.
The filming of the about-to-be-spanked bottom is by Nonomura Hideki. The aroused woman with the sharply-defined spanking handprint is by Harris Hero. And the avid phonecamming of an explicit ass-and-pussy-show is by Ushisuke.
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Our miss with the floral bathing suit and the generous bottom can be heard saying faintly “I thought it was electric” right before she presses her butt against the hot wire and grabs it firmly with both hands:
Her subsequent scream of “It is electric!” and the little dance she does are no less fun for being predictable.
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From a May 1969 issue of Bob Anthony’s Beefcake! magazine, we meet two rather kinky gentlemen who are described simply as roommates:
Their relationship seems closer than mere roommates to me, but what do I know?
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