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Even in the finest harems, with golden fetters and adornments, it’s not all silk pillows and bonbons. Sometimes the whip comes out and the blowjob training has to get done:
Artwork is from Harem 2018 by Cagri — a Dofantasy comic.
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She looks like she’s been rode hard and put away wet, but she still has to pick up all his whips and toys:
From a vintage Kitan Club magazine.
This fierce-but-tender punishment scene is from Maid To Submit by Sue Lyndon:
Fire blazed across Ally’s bottom as Mark spanked her, the pain of the sharp blows taking her breath away. He covered her cheeks, alternating from left to right, and he also swatted the backs of her poor thighs. She tried to remain still, but she soon found herself squirming and trying to dodge the smacks. The strong hold he maintained kept her in place, and she wasn’t able to escape a single smack. She gripped the covers in her distress, clutching them so tightly her fingers ached.
“Please, Mark,” she begged. “It hurts so much!” Anguish over her actions filled her, seeming to increase the physical agony of her punishment. “I’m sorry, sir. Please, no more.”
His pace didn’t slow and his spanks didn’t falter. He continued on, giving her the sound thrashing that in her heart she knew she deserved. Her bottom throbbed. Each blow rang out in the room and echoed in tune with her gasps and cries. Burning tears gathered and escaped her eyes, running down her face to fall onto the covers. She sobbed into the bed, tossing her head from side to side as she endured each stinging slap.
Finally he stopped, and she gasped for air as he rubbed her bottom.
“Shh, Ally girl. We’re almost finished. I’m going to administer your last ten strokes with my belt. Then there will be no more spankings tonight, so long as you don’t get yourself into any more trouble this evening.”
Ten more strokes.
With the belt.
Her heart thudded, and she gulped before taking a deep breath to steady herself. He helped her stand up, and she melted when he pulled her in for a quick hug. His familiar, masculine scent soothed her, and she took comfort in knowing the spanking portion of her punishment was nearly over. He held her out by her shoulders and looked her up and down.
“Are you all right, sweetheart?”
Sniffling, she nodded. “Y-yes, sir. I’m all right.” Her voice cracked over the last few words. She loved that he checked on her, loved that he made sure she wasn’t under any true distress even as he corrected her and caused her pain.
He cupped her face briefly and placed a quick, gentle kiss to her forehead, before turning to dig around in his bedside table drawer. Excitement and worry blended and her pulse accelerated. She watched intently to see what he retrieved from the drawer, and her heart almost stopped when he turned around with two items in his hands.
A pair of handcuffs and a blindfold.
Holy hell. She bit the inside of her cheek and obediently walked to the foot of the bed. Prior experience told her that he’d wind the cuffs around the railing there before attaching them to her wrists.
“Good girl,” he said in a praising tone that melted her further. God, she loved him so much. He was so good to her, so perfect for her. She was thankful he was such a forgiving and understanding man. He could’ve sent her away in anger after she yelled at him and tried to break up with him, but instead he’d chased her through the trees, tossed her over his shoulder, and carried her back into his house.
He cuffed her right wrist first, and the cool metal against her flesh made her shiver. He pushed a finger between her wrist and the cuff to ensure the restraint wasn’t too tight. Again, the care he showed her during a punishment left her melting at his feet.The railing on the foot of his bed was high, so high that she had to stretch her arms up as he looped the other cuff through one of the top rails. He grasped her free wrist and closed the cuff over it, once again checking to ensure it wasn’t too tight before he stepped back. She stood with her feet planted wide apart and her arms above her head, feeling very much on display and at his mercy.
He brushed her hair from her face and placed the blindfold over her eyes. Only the faint glow of the lamps reached her eyes through the dark fabric, and in the absence of her vision her other senses heightened. His woodsy scent became stronger, even as she heard him moving away. The floor creaked faintly beneath his steps. Her heart pounded a quick rhythm in her ears. The clinking of his belt buckle made her tummy flip, and she shuddered at the familiar whooshing noise of it being pulled from his pants.“I’m going to make these strokes fast, Ally, so you don’t have to worry about counting them.”
“Thank you, sir.”The floor creaked with his approach, and her stomach fluttered as she awaited that first lash to blaze across her already tender bottom. He didn’t make her wait long. The first strike caught her sit spot, and she danced in place as a cry was wrenched from her throat. Another lash landed and scorched her flesh, this one hitting a notch above the first one. True to his word, the strokes were fast, and he sped through them, working his way up her bottom to cover her entire backside with the sharp blows from his thick leather belt. She counted to ten in her head, and when the final lash fell, she burst into tears that were wrought more from relief than pain.
Emotion swelled within her, and she wanted nothing more than to curl into Mark’s strong embrace and feel his forgiveness. He freed her from the cuffs and rubbed her wrists for a moment, though they weren’t sore at all compared to her flaming bottom. She met his eyes as he turned her and gently drew the blindfold off her head.
And then she was in his arms as he carried her to the rocking chair in the corner of his room. The first time she’d seen the rocking chair, she’d thought it strange for a man to have that kind of furniture in his bedroom, but after her first punishment spanking he’d pulled her into his lap in the rocking chair and held her until her tears dried up. She’d understood and appreciated its purpose then, just as she did now.
She sighed against his chest as he sat down and circled his arms tighter around her. He kept one hand on her bottom, caressing her tender mounds, and the other hand in her hair to pet and soothe her into a blissful state.
“You are forgiven, Ally,” he said. “Shhh, don’t cry, little girl.”
So far, the girls aren’t enjoying this new school year very much. But the administrators are having a blast!
Artwork is Back To School by Nightglare.
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What better punishment for a maid who doesn’t work than a carpet beater spanking?
Screen shot is from A Maid’s Education, a Bizarre Video production.
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This sexy spanking vignette is from Tales Of Bondage And Submission by Powerone:
He let his fingers caress her ass again, her ass tightly drawn from the strain of the position she was in. “This will teach you to respect my property.” The first slap with the flat part of his hand hit her right cheek with a loud splat, echoing off the walls of the study.
“OOOOW,” she yelled, the sharp pain of his hand on her tender ass shooting up her spine to her brain. She tried to move but Michael’s hands on her hips held her tightly. She felt his hand rub her pained asscheeks, soothing it, getting it ready for another. “OOOOOWW,” another slap, this time to her left cheek, again his hand hitting with a resounding slap that shook her body. Hands held her tightly, pulling her ass higher up into the air.
“You have a long ways to go, now rise up again, that’s a good girl; get your ass up in the air.” He held her when she tried to move and put her back into position. Spread you legs a little bit further apart,” his hands moving between her thighs, pushing out on both, spreading her open further. A quick two slap, his hand moving from one cheek to another, one loud gasp coming from Sarah’s mouth as the spanking continued. He rubbed his hand over her cheeks, feeling the heat that he had already produced from the spanks. He ran his fingers close to the edge of her panties, fingers teasing the crease, running up and down. He could see that her panties were already becoming wet.
Another slap to her lower cheek on both sides, a new spot for pain, her panties only covering part of the territory, part of her naked flesh receiving the sharp slaps of his powerful hands. He watched as her ass moved seductively. He began again, two slaps, one to each side, then his hand rubbing her flesh, feeling the heat that the spanks were producing. Another two, gasps coming from her lips, her hips swaying to the hand beating on her ass cheeks. “Good girl, Sarah,” his hands rubbing lower, between her thighs. This time he gave each inner thigh a slap, first the right, then the left. This pushed her legs out further, almost sliding off the ottoman. He could see more red hair peeking out of her panties. His finger slid from the top of the crease of her ass, sliding down, his finger increasing the pressure, forcing her panties into the crease. Down further until he reached her pussy, his finger getting wet from her panties. “Are you getting wet from the spanking, Sarah?”
Sarah looked at Michael in the mirror, her face flushed. He knew, he had felt her wet pussy, knew that she was getting excited. She did not know if it was from being forced into this humiliating position or the spanking that was doing it, but she almost welcomed the next slap. “Please, sir,” her voice just above a whisper. “Please.”
Michael pushed one hand under her abdomen, his hand spreading out, fingers pushed into her flesh. He pushed up with his hand, forcing her to rise up higher, her ass pushing out. Two more quick slaps to her cheeks quickly followed, his other hand holding her up for the punishment, open and spread for him as she trembled beneath him…
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When April got bailed out of jail into this man’s private rehab facility, she didn’t quite understand his… unorthodox… methods. And it’s a sure bet that his Medicare billings don’t reflect his heavy reliance on a thirty-inch-long hardwood rod to get such rapid and stunning behavioral improvements from his “clients”:
Photo is from 18 Year Old Anal Rehab at Kink Unlimited.
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