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This suggestive photo comes from the 1981 mainstream porn movie A Girl’s Best Friend. The film’s reputation doesn’t scream “spanking scene” but the outfit, the pose, and the convenient wooden spoon sure do put the idea of a French maid spoon spanking into my head!
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She seems to be doing a good job giving her first caning-enforced bondage blowjob. There’s only one stripe on her ample bottom from that leather-wrapped cane, suggesting that she’s been working hard to please him:
He’s pretty deft with that cane, too! He doesn’t even need a helper.
Another piece of Chibiabos artwork.
Golden Age porn actress Serena appeared in plenty of kinky scenes in the porn feature films of the 1970s and 1980s. But we see Serena whipped in public here as she’s bottoming to a flogger-slinging dominatrix named Toni Rose at a 1980 party:
The photo appeared in the November 1980 issue of Porn Stars magazine.
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Poor Ronnie! Spanked for accidentally marinading the beef with the bottle of wine that was supposed to be poured for the dinner guests, after having pretty much neglected to look at the label at all. She tried to bribe her way out of it with sexual favors, but no:
I think it was probably the way I said I’d completely forgotten about it as if it was some trivial incident that got him, or maybe he’d intended to deal with me anyway whatever I’d said. But to cut short, he took me into the office and spanked me. I reminded him he’d still got stuff to do in the kitchen and it was just an accident and could I give him a blow job to make up for it but none of it altered my fate. My knickers came down and I was spanked hard for several minutes accompanied by a geography lesson and a bit of history on the conflict ridden region and the importance of reading labels before ploughing in. He softened his tone at the end and told me he knew it was an accident but I should be more careful in future and perhaps a sore bottom would help me to be more careful next time. Then he lifted me aside and I thought ‘Goody, blow job time’ but he stood up.
“Now I’m a bit behind, I’m off to the kitchen. And he was gone, leaving me rosy cheeked and horny.
Later as we sat and dined, P asked if anyone could guess the origin of the wine. They couldn’t but they did agree it was different, and lovely said one of them. P looked pleased, he poured them each a drop more and then put the (empty) bottle aside. He said “I’m glad you like it, sorry I can’t offer you more but we only had half a bottle, you’re eating the other half.” He proceeded to tell them the story, minus the spanking of course, and poured some perfectly decent Rioja into mine and his glasses. I felt my face blush as Steve looked across at me with mock disapproval and said ‘smacked wrists then,’ with a smile. Ha! If only he knew.
“Well at least the bourguignonne is good,” I said. They all laughed including P.
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Now that she has her victim is chained upside down, our contemplative villainess plans to take her time and enjoy delivering a nice slow whipping:
And hey, as slow whippings go, it could always be worse…
Illustration via Kitan Club.
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Apparently there’s a description of an overheard spanking in one of the Outlander books. Specifically, it’s in A Breath of Snow and Ashes:
“Well, what did do? And why?”
“Well, he’d only take his belt to her now and then,” he said, “and only if she made him.”
I took a deep breath.
“If she made him? I asked calmly, under the circumstances.
“Well, ye ken Ian,” he said, shrugging. “He’s no the one to be doing that sort of thing unless Jenny deviled him into it.”
“I never saw anything of that sort going on,” I said, giving him a hard look.
“Well, she’d scarcely do it in front of ye, would she?”
“And she would, in front of you?”
“Well, not precisely, no,” he admitted, “But I was often in the house, after Culloden. Now and then, though, I’d come down for a visit, and I’d see that she was …. brewing for something.” ….
“She’d devil him,” he said at last, shrugging. “Pick at him over nothing, make wee sarcastic remarks. She’d —” His face cleared a bit as he came up with a suitable description “She’d act like a spoilt wee lassie in need of the tawse.”
I found this description completely incredible. Jenny Murray had a sharp tongue, and few inhibitions about using it on anyone, her husband included. Ian, the soul of good nature, merely laughed at her. But I simply couldn’t countenance the notion of her behaving in the manner described.
“Well, so. I’d seen that a time or two, as I say. And Ian would give her an eye, but held his peace. But then the once…
Thinking the house was empty, he had been startled by the noises in the bedchamber overhead….
“Well… shrieks,” he said, shrugging. “And giggling. A bit of shoving and banging, with a stool or some such falling over. If it weren’t for the yaffling, I should have thought there ere thieves in the house. But I kent it was Jenny’s voice, and Ian’s, — he broke off, his ears going pink…
“So then … there was a bit more — raised voices, like — and then the crack of a belt on a bum, and the sort of skelloch ye could hear across six fields.”
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That newfangled rule against corporal punishment in schools? It turns out that’s only for the students! It doesn’t mean we can’t see the teacher paddled when she disregards all the rules of modern pedagogy and good order:
A paddling cartoon by Dave Wolfe.
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